The Architects of The Better World
Carrying the Divine Spark
If not you, then who?
There’s going to be a third ;)
“We put ourselves, through hell
Just to feel alive
We had the world in
Our hands
But you gave it away
(But you gave it away)
Now get me out, and don’t let me fall
Again”
We go through life –or rather, life goes through us– in a kaleidoscope of emotions. What we define as life is the perception of those emotions. Emotions connect us with the reality surrounding us. To a certain extend, you are also the wave crashing down upon you and terrifying you. When you hear such things as you are It, you are One, it means –at the very essence– that you could not simply exist outside of this reality, isolated from it all.
You are the ocean trying to kill you.
You are the plant that feeds you.
Your “you” is the water quenching the incessant parching of your physical body. You cannot exist without the Earth and its many constituents. The boundary of your self is limitless. You are the sun. Without the sun, you do not exist. There is no such thing as a reality where you could exist outside of it all. Unfortunately for us, we once again reached the limit of the Latin language, and we are stuck in the wall of the noumenon of words and labels. Let’s switch to Sanskrit.
एक
Okay, maybe not everyone gets it. You’re One. एक. And only one. I beat that topic in Dancing After The Music Stops quite a bit, but this is because the understanding of who you are is paramount to your awakenedness.
Unfortunately, Modern Day Civilization brought us so far away from that understanding of reality, and they will push the insanity even further with their transhumanism agenda. Most of you were taught that they were an accidental blob of stardust, an accident (Humanity) within an accident (Big Bang). This is nothing short of a lie.
You see, you are e v e r y t h i n g . Let me drive the nail further down.
You are the rock, the river, the creek, the birds, the oxygen and the sun. You are the totality of the field of the Game of life. You cannot –hell, this is exactly the sin that-cannot-be-forgiven from the New Testament– exist outside of Creation. Lucifer tried, and the Architects of the Better World cast him outside of their world.
Why?
For wanting to exist outside of creation is wanting destruction. It’s paving a straight and painful path to hell. It’s utter madness. If the world feels like it’s gone insane, rest reassured that it was meant to happen de facto. For the last 200 years, we’ve been coerced into a spiritual no-man’s land, a limbo field in the Multi-Verse where the mass lays asleep unwearily unaware that they are gods at the core of the game.
Try to control a god. Try to make him destroy the planet. Try to kill other gods. You cannot. Only a fallen angel would want to exist outside of heaven, the realm of the good, the realm of the ultimate limitless power of love.
So anyway. I’m writing the Architects Of The Divine Spark: Carrying The Divine Spark.
More than ever, we need a book that could be cast far away on the ocean of chaos and hope that someday, someone in the middle of the ocean can see this beacon of hope and rest its soul upon it.
Everyday. I’m on it. We go to places just to experiment things, and I’ve come to the Northwest Territories to be closer to the inuits, for they were the Architects of the Older World, and I want to hear their stories.
If there’s plurality of outcome in the Game of Life, then I chose the most beautiful one.
Jean-Pascal