ThirdGate - The Map is Not the Territory

In this letter, I will attempt to answer your question about the malevolent and incomprehensible forces that sometimes possess people, driving them either to madness or to dystrophy. Before delving into my favorite topic of dreaming, I will tell you about a small consciousness subprogram that assembles worlds. We inherit our first world from our parents – we live in their house, by their rules. Their concepts launch the trajectory of our destinies: nurseries, kindergartens, schools, universities, an honest life for the good of society, marriage, procreation, daily routines and well-deserved rest, venerable old age, and a plot in a cemetery. We carry this template within us and believe it to be the standard. But many people do not live this way. Some have different matrices. For example, a thief doesn't count on a pension. Gypsy children care nothing for school, university, or other trappings of an "honest working life." And what's interesting is that these different models of world-ordering coexist perfectly and effortlessly. You aren't interested in the details and intricacies of a homeless person's existence, and they don't care about your daily worries. You meet each day (essentially, beings from different worlds) and pass by, experiencing only a slight discomfort from the touch of alien energy. So, as Tambov loves to say, here's the moral!

Our world is multilayered. It consists of "world subdirectories," each operating (a) by general laws common to this world and (b) by its own strict rules. Human consciousness easily assimilates the rules of these "subdirectories," and they are usually closely tied to survival on that particular layer of the world. For example, a person who lands in prison quickly adapts to the strict rules of the cell. Failures are "humiliated," rebels are "eliminated." An automatic averaging occurs. All of this is true for other layers of society, for other layers of world-building.

This point is quite clear. But the cosmic winds of chaos lead to the diffusion of layers and some degree of their mutual absorption. For this reason, "two-faced" individuals emerge – people who want to sit on two chairs at once. For example, honest thieves, kind swindlers, or occultist philistines. We will examine the latter group.

Let's say a former Komsomol member lives in St. Petersburg. She's long past being a Pioneer but not yet a pensioner. Her mind is a typical jumble of undigested ideas: relative honesty, selective loyalty, neither one thing nor the other, a middle-class philistine. And then, suddenly, she gets drawn into magic or some occultism. She joins a group led by some idiotic guru. This guru is also a simple man, a catcher of human souls, from whom he squeezes money through his alchemy. He doesn't give a damn about his students. As soon as he gets their money, they no longer interest him. The only exception is the gullible who are "milked" repeatedly. He draws his "knowledge" from books or from similar spiritual mentors who once warmed and robbed him, showing him a promising environment for developing small Klondikes. Accusing him of connection with unclean forces would be laughable, because any forces (even unclean ones) interact only with a person's personal power. And our guru-gourd types are usually sexually depleted individuals, with a million complexes, terrible fear in their souls, and, above all, an unhappy fate. It is this last factor that compels them to continue their feast of lies.

But our lady goes to the guru not for knowledge, but to socialize – a kind of "meet-up for those over 30." Clever conversations, spiritual masturbation, men with intelligence in their eyes. All is normal, as long as the woman treats the goings-on frivolously. I think everyone who has been to such a "group gathering" will agree with me that the dominant energy of these assemblies is sexual. I remember being placed on a plump lady during a "Lifespring" session and asked to spiritually merge. I had an automatic erection, and her nipples almost pierced her shirt. That was the extent of the spirituality. It's like, just don't think about the white monkey, and everything will work out. In Moscow, there's such a guru – Misha L. I observed him in two groups (I had a business that involved chauffeuring these scoundrels on tour). He practically slept with all his female students – in both groups! Both old and young, faithful wives and even virgins. Probably "spiritually merging." Those who wouldn't give themselves to him, he would set up with others. I even admired him. A kind of Krishna – he played his flute, and all the shepherdesses welcomed him into their bosoms. I recently met with DEIR instructors. Same old song. Higher unity through all orifices.

They transmit this energy to their students. Words and techniques are irrelevant. Only the energetic component can bind you to them and make you an object of manipulation. This is why our philistine signed up for the group: "If we don't fly, we'll float." Every woman enjoys her own style of absorbing male energy. Only males who have fallen from a tree believe that direct contact brings maximum satisfaction. I know a woman who sleeps with her husband but dreams of Mulder from the X-Files. Her husband performs his conjugal duties, but she treats him like an exercise machine. But Mulder is her idol! I tell her: "Mulder is a fictional character. The actor's name is Dukhovny." And she replies: "Exactly! My spiritual Mulder! My soulmate!" Pardon me!

I return to the topic. So, everything would be great, but the undersized guru goes and blurts out something about dark forces, guardians, spirit-vampires, and so on. His words flow with a stream of sexual energy. It's like a pale spirochete on an attractive glans. The philistine absorbed the destructive impulse and didn't even notice it. Later, writhing from the monsters that consumed her existence, she will begin to blame P., and B., and even G. But the real harm was inflicted by her charming guru. Most likely, she will even pay him later to heal her from the hatched calamity.

Moral: An installation can only be planted in a person's consciousness through energetic influence. And it occurs:

for Muladhara - through fear for life (a million examples - 80% of our installations come from this trough);
for Svadhisthana - through sexual energy (5 to 6% of installations);
for Manipura - through forceful influence, coercion, violence (1 to 1.5%);
for Anahata - through sympathy, kinship of souls, dictates of the heart (0.005%);
for Vishuddha - through creative impulse, hypnosis, "He burned the hearts of men with his Verb!" (8-10%);
for Ajna - through the revelation of truth or through zombification (0.01%);
for Sahasrara - through contact with the "chronicles of the universe."

Suddenly, our philistine notices that a flow of "something bad" begins to pour into her life – forces she cannot control; forces that begin to spread their influence to elements of her accustomed everyday life. These could be aliens, secret service agents, ghosts, poltergeists, demons, vampires, devils, witches with evil eyes, sorceresses with spells, hideous invisibles, evil forces of fate, black karma, doom, planets, astrological, occult, magical, and spiritual horrors of various stripes and levels of power. What's the matter? Where does this affliction come from?

From the subprogram that assembles the world! The process occurs as follows (a real case with your humble servant): a certain SI was a master of astral projection. He traveled through wondrous worlds, was an invincible and invulnerable warrior. He encountered incredible dangers, majestic forces of the universe, and amazing creatures of distant galaxies. His invulnerability was part of the subprogram's rules, and no creation in any world could violate this law: do not touch SI! And then a man instilled fear in SI, telling him about a universal guardian who devours astral travelers. He caught him very simply: he cited a familiar magician who suddenly died. As if the guardian had devoured him. SI didn't care about these ravings. He set off on a long journey again and, of course, fell into the clutches of the universal guardian. This encounter ended in severe energetic exhaustion, loss of the channel for astral projection, and a three-year regression that introduced concrete indifference into SI's world-description.

Why did the words of that scoundrel about the universal guardian suddenly become an "Eagle's rule"? They were supported by the energy of fear for life (the reference to recently deceased acquaintances is an effective means for introducing manipulative installations). That man did not wish SI harm. On the contrary, he was doing him a favor – a disservice, but a favor nonetheless. And your gurus also want your "good," frightening you with karma and terrible evil forces. What, in reality, are all these guardians, alien abductors, vampires, and other creatures? Answer: they are derivatives of small protein particles called histones in science. Histones attach to one or another fragment of your DNA-Tonal and become analogous to railway switches that redirect life's paths to another track. Your world is assembled anew. The singular fields of the universe (forces that create order, stable structures, etc.) begin to assemble your world according to new rules. You stop paying attention to certain topics and things but become fixated on other topics and things.

Let's take snotty boy Borya as an example. He used to ride his bike and draw various rude words on the fence. Then his dad gave him a stamp – beautiful and unlike those the boy had seen on envelopes. Borya was captivated by it. And then his mom gave him a stamp album. The boy became a philatelist. He forgot about fences and bad words. In an instant (all right, all right, in two instants), he gained friends with the same problem and the same albums. Stamps poured in from everywhere; thousands of ways and means for acquiring and exchanging them appeared. The singularity of the universe received the Eagle's command and showered Borya with stamps.

And here's lustful girl Masha. Previously, she liked boys, male hands on her bare chest, and the adrenaline rush that flirting could lead to closer intimacy. One day, a neighbor gave her a book on developing inner abilities to read. Something in it caught Masha, and she became fascinated by the topic. The histone switched the DNA chain, the world changed, and the necessary literature showered down on Masha. Moreover, it appeared "miraculously"! And "miraculous coincidences" brought her together with people who resonated with the same energetic fields. The singularity of the universe introduced Masha to the structure of spiritual enthusiasts. Then she was dragged through groups, gurus, and their students.

Hello? Are you getting it? If not, read Timothy Leary. In one of his books, he recounts his experience of intentionally tuning into the fields of ufologists, Masons, occultists, Satanists, communists. He concludes that such tuning is done with astonishing ease. UFOs landed in his clearing, he received letters from Masons, he was accepted into the Communist Party of Mexico, and imprisoned in the USA. That is, with each tuning, the world changed, the singularity assembled fragments of the world according to the rules of the sub-level, and real events occurred.

Now the next question. Your acquaintance got hooked on occult nonsense and is now suffering from ghosts, vampires, and the like. What to do? If you have nothing better to do, try to guide her to another railway track. Switch the points. First of all, you must engross the "victim of vampirism" with another model of world-description. If she is plagued by poltergeists, let her join some political party – to stand in picket lines. Within a week, she will be so zombified by party rules that she will forget about the afterlife and UFOs. Just don't throw your friends into opposites. For example, if a lady is terribly afraid of rape and maniacs, don't suggest she become a nymphomaniac or research brutal forms of sex. Accordingly, black magic is not cured by white magic. Occultism is not replaced by spiritualism, nor mild schizophrenia by DEIR. Even philately or a total war against stray cats will be more effective means for exiting manic states.

Moral: We all want to get fixated on something. If your current fixation scares you, change it for another. To seekers of true freedom, I say this specifically: it is easy to renounce something. It is much harder not to fill the vacated space with another piece of similar nonsense.