Updated: Aug 21, 2021
How can you play, or hope to defend yourself, when you were never even told the rules?
“Until you realize how easy it is for your mind to be manipulated, you remain the puppet of someone else's game.”
― Evita Ochel
Minh Famh · Unsplash
My Life is Not a Game
“In short, people I’ve known who treat life as a game tend to be manipulative, selfish, and destructive and this is no accident because they have simplified the complexity of existence into something that provides them with short term gains at the expense of others.” —Moses Wolfenstein
A PERSONAL QUEST:
To Critique & Dismantle the Killing Games
Well, you know, personally I love great movies, most art, poetry and books laden with stories written with the life-blood of the author’s heart. Love ‘em. But. I have serious difficulties with the analogy of life being a game.
Being deeply disinterested in competition, one of my most difficult and challenging missions here has been to deconstruct competitive society.
It’s been an amazing and mind-blowing process to personally experience someone challenging and competing with me over the past decade.
With what I eventually realised was an elite coven behind them, constantly egging them on.
Did the higher powers in the Akashic circle think I should have a taste of very real competition to learn and then teach how to deal with it in all its unwanted glory. Unable to be ignored when thrust so harshly in your face by a competition-obsessed world.
Or was it actually The Hunger Games being re-enacted? It really felt that way at times.
Or even Highlander: ‘There can be only one!’
A Fight Club with no rules
No one ever told me what was happening.
In retrospect this seems to have been part of some bizarre and devilish Fight Club type game strategy. In which a (fairly) innocent being is thrown to the demons and predators for lunch.
Without any immediate means of protection.
Yes, I was thrown into a dusty modern arena filled to the brim with fire and smoke, deadly snakes and demons — blindfolded — with no knowledge of where I was, no map, no rules, and no idea of what was coming at me. Or just what the expectations were of me, and what it was all about.
It’s absolutely true.
No one let me in on what was going on and why I was being relentlessly attacked, hacked, smeared, slandered, stolen from and regularly invited to die.
I had no idea what they were competing with me for.
Over time it appeared to be a massive parasitic attack designed to take over my life and replace me with the parasite.
How could this be any Akashic contract I wrote?
I now seriously doubt this.
In between lifetimes, when in my own higher power, I may have thought I was up to it — overcoming and then teaching about it. And possibly agreed to go through with this.
But I find this very, very unlikely, knowing what I now know.
Fake Soul Contracts
It’s very clear by now that many of us have been forced into fake soul contracts we had no knowledge or memory of signing or agreeing to.
This is one of the truths that needs to be broadcast in a world of lies.
To my living soul it’s been the equivalence of a hellish nightmare, seemingly endless in duration, as life on earth often seems.
And incredibly exhausting, deeply debilitating at times, and very wearing on mind, body and soul.
And keeping a cool head throughout admittedly wasn’t fully achieved…
Before I came here this time, I believe I decided that as part of the work of compassion many of us have come here to do, myself included, was in holding competitive culture up to the light and really demonstrating the damage that can be done.
And in that contract, I apparently had to personally experience it, yet again, on a deeply visceral and soul level. A task not to be taken on lightly.
It didn’t matter that I don’t believe in and deeply dislike competitions. I’ve personally experienced in this lifetime being confronted with a challenge so fiercely life-threatening there was no way to ignore it or walk away.
My beliefs were over-ridden by the violence in the hearts of others, and my ability to fulfil my life mission was destroyed for a very long time.
Bringing it all to Light
Until I brought to light the very powerful spiritual tools that enable first confronting the demons of this world head-on, and then rising above.
The enormous roadblocks in my path created by those who had a clear agenda to prevent my messages getting out, didn’t always actually speak to me about ME.
Although I have issues, for sure.
But the constant blocking of my path by vampiric strigoi and demonic or ignorant entities clothed in human skin, speaks more of global resistance to experiencing existence on a whole new level.
And also to a massively widespread cultural blindness insisting on seeing what is good as evil and what is evil as good.
Art · Chesstoppers
There are a number of alternate futures
And these are still within all our grasp - and we’re all stepping through the portals as we now speak.
So — how about a world of enormous personal freedom? But do people even know the true meaning of freedom?
A world where any dispute ends in a win-win no matter what.
And a world where meditation from the very beginning of life in turn brings an emotionally calm person into maturity, with self-control and an open-hearted approach to life in all its challenging diversity.
What if we took that curve-turn away from a hyper-capitalist, empty-hearted and empty-eyed consumerist society. And stepped up a level into a warmer and more tender reality of social harmony.
Where communication involving dominance and subservience did not exist.
A place where every child has many loving parents, and when older choose their own path, what’s right for them.
A classless society where social justice and respect for each individual is written in each and every heart.
Blessings Metal Print · LightCircle Art
So, this place I describe is where I want to live.
I have a larger picture to paint of this, but here’s a starting place.
Meanwhile the flying monkeys and the sociopathic hive try to perpetuate the destructive ‘game of life’ and draw back in those of us who’ve walked away.
But it’s not just a fun childish game. No. It’s actually a game of life and death.
A game where for the antagonists, seemingly anything goes.
Black magic, technological surveillance and voyeuristic hacking, theft, lies, slandering and reputation smearing and other unlovely permutations.
This all, of course, usually results in significant loss of health and emotional well-being with often deadly consequences.
It’s a serious matter and not to be taken lightly.