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You are destined to win stop dooming gang

Schizopost inbound. I ask you temporarily suspend your judgement and indulge me for a moment… Reality is smart. Our realm has been constructed masterfully. IF YOU ARE HERE, it’s because you are one of the FEW who were & are brave enough to occupy a human body and go ALL IN on the 3D experience for the purpose of farming XP and evolving at lightning-fast speed. You ought to be commended! Prior to each incarnation, You (capital Y) decide on the challenges craved, then seek coordinates favourable to the Life Path. (Not numerology LP.) And then you get amnesia about ever doing so. Because where would be the fun in that? You touched down on Earth with PRECISE and EXACT missions to fulfil, and SPECIFIC challenges to confront and overcome. Your soul craves the XP. I came across this lad. Locky Tinhla. A young man of Australian-Burmese descent, aspiring to become a professional fighter. He knows that access to the type of training he wants will require moving overseas. But he gets homesick. The only thing stopping him from pulling the trigger was his dog, back home waiting for him. And then his dog died. Folks, what I’m about to suggest may sound absurd. I appreciate those willing to explore ideas outside what you consider normal… Our realm has been constructed masterfully. And one such feature? If you are willing, LIFE WILL MEET YOU HALFWAY. And push you forward, be it through miracle or tragedy. And in this case, with Locky? Excuse me for being insensitive, but perhaps his dog HAD TO DIE… or else he risks sabotaging his ENTIRE IMCARNATIONAL PATH. Now, am I claiming to KNOW that this was some grand cosmic arrangement? Of course not. But entertain the possibility that what appears to be a tragedy from the limited perspective of the personality may be serving a MUCH GREATER purpose, one that only becomes intelligible in retrospect. And perhaps the very thing you are mourning today is the thing you will one day look back upon with the most profound GRATITUDE. A great historical example of this is Ignatius of Loyola… A soldier hungry for glory, until a cannonball SHATTERED his leg. Career ruined. Future destroyed. Yet during his recovery, the works he studied transformed him. He went on to establish the JESUITS. (The Real Illuminati) The event that appeared to destroy his destiny REVEALED it. Sometimes life guides you through inspiration. Sometimes through opportunity. And SOMETIMES through the destruction of a circumstance you would NEVER voluntarily surrender. As the Stoics said: “Fate leads the willing, and drags the unwilling.” Perhaps the very thing you are resisting is preparing you for the next chapter of your life. Now, I’m certainly not suggesting every tragedy was cosmically necessary. Grieve when you must. But the meaning of an event is not necessarily exhausted by the PAIN it causes you in the moment. In Genesis, Joseph is betrayed by his brothers, sold into slavery, and imprisoned… Yet those events placed him in a position to save lives. And when he meets his brothers again: “You meant evil against me, but God meant it for good.” Romans 8:28 says “ALL THINGS WORK TOGETHER FOR GOOD to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.” ALL THINGS. Imagine having such PROFOUND TRUST in the intelligence of existence that even when circumstances conspire against you, you remain convinced some greater good may emerge. Some of you are going through something RUGHT NOW that you cannot understand. Something you wish had NEVER happened. And consider one extraordinary possibility... WHAT IF, one day, you look back upon this very chapter of your life with the most profound GRATITUDE? What if the event that appeared to take you OFF your path was the very event that placed you MORE FIRMLY upon it than ever before? You have not seen the entire story yet. For all you know, the BEST chapters have yet to begin. Trust: ALL THINGS WORK TOGETHER FOR GOOD. Namaste.

There was a point in my life where I found myself in a scenario akin to house arrest, for the duration of several months. I was quite literally not allowed to set foot off the property. And although it may have sucked while going through it... I now look back at that period SO fondly, as it preceded a once in a lifetime adventure. At the beginning of the whole ordeal, I knew one thing very clearly: that I would stay perfectly sane so long as I'm chewing on something intellectually demanding enough. I needed something SUBSTANTIAL to really sink my teeth into, something large and rich enough that I could fully absorbed into for a while... and so I chose The Secret Teachings of All Ages by Manly P Hall I had "read" through it before, but never really STUDIED the work, there is a gigantic difference. That mfer is highlighted and annotated like you cannot believe. Endless notes taken. Extensive cross referencing... Etc. Whole sections revisited again and again until I felt I had actually UNDERSTOOD what MPH was trying to transmit and communicate. All the while listening to the same song Red Sex RESTRUNG - Vessel on repeat. I love reading with music on particularly. And if I hear that song I am INSTANTLY back there. Same room. Same book. Same feeling. There are even certain smells, aromas similar to the foods I ate during that period, which will suddenly pull the entire memory back into consciousness with an absurd level of detail and clarity. And what stands out for me from that time was the INTENSITY. The intensity of the experience as a whole, certainly, but even more than that, the intensity with which I dedicated myself to pour trough that tomb. I went through it carefully, at a pace only as fast as I was understanding what I was taking in. If that meant spending several hours on several pages, then that is what happened. I wasn't interested in going through it carefully just to be able to say that I did. But rather, I wanted the ideas to actually ENTER me (pause). I wanted them to be so deeply integrated that they began reorganising the way I perceived evverything else. And THAT is the part people underestimate about serious study. If you give yourself to a sufficiently deep body of knowledge with enough intensity, you do not merely become filled with information. YOUR PERCEPTION CHANGES. You start noticing things that were always there, but which you previously lacked the conceptual machinery to recognise. Symbols become louder. Patterns connect. History looks different. Religion looks different. Human behaviour looks different. Art looks different. Even ordinary conversations begin revealing structures and assumptions that you would have previously simply ignored... You come out looking through a different pair of eyes. And I think this is one of the great losses of modern life. People consume constantly. But very rarely do they IMMERSE. Ten pages here. Watch twenty minutes there. Save 50 videos to Watch Later that they'll never watch later. Podcast while they doing stuff around the house. Everyday of their lives they brush against a thousand ideas and penetrate almost none of them. There is something magical about being MONOMANIACAL about ONE THING. So I would actually encourage you to manufacture an experience like this for yourself. (minus the house arrest): Pick something worthy of your COMPLETE attention. A book. A subject. A craft. A teacher. Or a problem you have wanted to solve for years... Then give yourself a period of time where you go ALL THE WAY IN. TEN TOES DOWN. Choose your thing. Give it your full attention. Go DEEP ENOUGH inside that you come out the other side touched, changed,. transformed. Because there is something magical about being ALL in one ONE THING. If YOU are going ALL IN? REPLY THIS UNDERNEATH: "ALL IN; ONE THING."

Voice Note hit like crack again.