“You do not dissect a pet cat or dog, so when man began to dissect the universe in those terms he had already lost his sense of love for it. It became soulless for him. Only then could he examine it, you see, without qualm, and without being aware of the living voice that protested. And so in his great fascination for what made things work, in his great curiosity to understand the heredity of a flower, say, he forgot what he could [also] learn by smelling a flower, looking at it, watching it be itself.

Se he examined “dead nature.” Often he had to kill life in order, he thought, to discover its reality.

You cannot understand what makes things live when you must first rob them of their life. And so when man learns to categorize, number and dissect nature, he lost its living quality and no longer felt a part of it. To some important extent he denied his heritage, for spirit is born into nature and the soul, and for a time resides in flesh.

Man’s thoughts no longer seemed to have any effect upon nature because in his mind he saw himself apart from it. In an ambiguous fashion, while concentrating upon nature’s exterior aspects in a very conscious manner, he still ended up denying the conscious powers of his own mind. He became blind to the connection between his thoughts and his physical environment and experience.

Nature became then an adversary that he must control. Yet underneath he felt that he was at the mercy of nature, because in cutting himself off from it he also cut himself off from using many of his own abilities.

It was at this point that the nature of the conscious mind itself became so misunderstood, and those unrecognized or denied powers were assigned to unconscious portions of the self by ensuing schools of psychology. Very natural functions of the conscious mind, therefore, were assigned to the “underground” and cut off from normal use.

Because the conscious mind has been so stressed (while stripped of many of its characteristics), there is now an overreaction occurring in which normal consciousness is being put down, colloquially speaking.

Emotion and imagination are being considered as far superior. The displaced powers of consciousness are still being assigned to the unconscious, and great efforts are being made to reach what seems to be normally inaccessible areas of awareness. To this end drugs are utilized, cults set up, and there are methods and training manuals galore. Period. Yet there is nothing basically inaccessible about such “inner knowledge or experience.” It can all be quite conscious, and utilized to enrich the reality that you know. The conscious mind is not some prodigal child or poorly relative of the self. It can quite freely focus into inner reality when you understand that it can. You, again, have a conscious mind. You can change the focus of your own consciousness.

There have been many tyrannies propagated for various reasons by the race of man upon itself. One of the greatest, however, is the idea that the conscious mind does not have any touch with the fountain of its own being, that it is divorced from nature, and that the individual is therefore at the mercy of unconscious drives over which he has no control.

Man therefore feels himself powerless. If the purpose of civilization is to enable the individual to live in peace, joy, security and abundance, then that idea has served him poorly.

When a man or woman feels no connection between personal reality and experience and the surrounding world, then he [or she] loses even an animal’s sense of pure competence and belonging. Your beliefs, once more, form your reality, shaping your life and all its conditions.

All of the powers of your inner self are set into action as a result of your conscious beliefs. You have lost a sense of responsibility for your conscious thought because you have been taught that it is not what forms your life. You have been told that regardless of your beliefs you are terrorized by unconscious conditioning.

As long as you hold that conscious belief you will experience it as reality.

Some of your beliefs originated in your childhood, but you are not at their mercy unless you believe that you are. Because your imagination follows your beliefs, you can find yourself in a vicious circle in which you constantly paint pictures in your mind that reinforce “negative” aspects in your life.

The imaginative events generate appropriate emotions, which automatically bring about hormonal changes in your body or affect your behavior with others, or cause you to interpret events always in the light of your beliefs. And so daily experience will seem to justify what you believe more and more.

The only way out of it is to become aware of your beliefs, aware of your own conscious thought, and to change your beliefs so that you bring them more in line with the kind of reality you want to experience. Imagination and emotion will then automatically come into play to reinforce the new beliefs.”

- Seth

(the channeled entity so thoughtful he dictates his own punctuation so as not to be misunderstood.)

So here you go. -the KG that exists Sunday May 15th, 2011 @ 10:49 in the am, a very different KG from the other nice fellow that wrote this.

Excerpts from The Book of Destiny Unlocking the Secrets of the Ancient Mayans and the Prophesy of 2012
by Carlos Barrios, Mayan Elders Council

Tula: The Mother Civilization

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According to stories told by Elders from the most traditional tribes, the Maya are descended from a mother civilization called Tula, or Tulán, which gave rise to all of the mysterious and powerful civilizations of the Mediterranean, and the northern part of the Iberian Peninsula. It is the source of all our traditions. In many Mayan languages, “Tula” means “mother’s breast” – the place where our forebears drank of knowledge.  The original civilization was located on a continent, now gone, in the middle of the Atlantic.

(what if it wasn’t another continent now gone, what if it was already taking place undersea? or on a different planet? or what if the earth was in a different location in the solar system? listen to this account and try and, if you let your imagination run wild and don’t think of the maya as primitives, figure out what this event beyond words is trying to relate. -KG)

The Popol Vuh give the following account:

From there we came, from Tulán Zu. That is where our first fathers were created: B’alam K’itze’, B’alam Aq’ab, Majukutaj, and I’ki’ B’alam.

From there they came, from the East…. Many left, each with their families, multiplying there in the east. Still in darkness, before the sun had dawned and there was light, they were all together doing many things there in the east. Without knowledge of food, they lifted their faces to the sky and did not know how to leave it. There they were, there in that sweetness, white men and black men. From them the different generations of the world are descended…

(Watch for the “…”, that’s not me. Every time it seems the Popol Vuh is about to discuss the nature of those from whom all are descended, he gives us an ellipses and shoves it under the rug. Hmm… also, did it not sound like we came from a time or orbit when we had no sun? Read it again. If a race evolved on a dark planet wouldn’t they have an incredible knowledge of the movement of the stars? There wouldn’t be food without sun. That makes me want to make a black-paneled comic strip. You could only see in reverse, blots of dark objects against a star-scape.)

They did not have idols then, but all spoke the same language. They followed the mandate the Creator had given them, Heart of Sky, Heart of Earth, waiting for the Sun to rise.

(“They did not have idols then?” and instead spoke the same language. So having an idol meant adopting a new language? Were idols the gods from above whom we chose to worship? From which we carved physical idols as representations and worshiped those as gods on Earth? If we followed the mandate of a creator (Tao) then we were probably an organically organized (stable) society; as in, not unbalanced because nature follows the mandate of the creator and nature is symbiotic with the universe/larger and smaller natural systems.)

From there we came, that is where we were given our names. There they came together to await the dawn, to wait and watch for the star that comes before the sun when it rises.

From there we came, that is where we divided, they said to one another. Thus they were sad and felt pain because they had no food or sustenance. Only the roots of sweet cane did they smell, and it was as if they were eating but in reality they were not.

(“That is where we were given our names; that is where we divided.” What were you before division? One god? One creature? One race with no individuality? Were each of these men a direct descendant of a particular deity/being and that is why they each were given a different deity, language, and name? Thus creating the varied races and cultures of the world? Is the Earth a melting pot where separate races could combine their human DNA? Are aliens not alien?)

(“There they came together to await the dawn,” it sounds like they are awaiting the first dawn on earth ever. The first time either the earth was moved into position to have a sun, or that something was moved towards us, or even ignited such as in 2010. The book 2010 says that it is Saturn that ignites into a new sun, not Jupiter as in the movie. There seems to be no light and no vegetation in this new land and they are awaiting a star to signal the coming of the new sun. In a strange detail, it mentions that “only the roots of sweet cane did they smell.” Can you smell roots? I can’t. Perhaps they had abilities we did not? Perhaps they had sensors that could detect vegetation was present that wanted to rise, but required light to pull it through the soil? Perhaps they were seeking a planet which could sustain life?)

Their passage over the sea when they came was clear, as if there were no sea at all. They crossed over on stones. They came here, and the stones were protruding in a row in the sand when they came. Stepping-stones they are called, pulled up out of the sand that path they used to cross the sea, which divided and they came here.

(Here the sea divides and stones rise from the sands to bring them to the new land. Or did they part the sea of the Milky Way and make a galactic path as planets rose like stepping stones to meet their feet?)

Here we will not see the dawn of the sun on the face of the earth, they said when they came. They left the path and surely fell asleep along the way. One of the tribes that woke up continued to watch the star that signaled the coming of the sun.

This was the sign they thought was the dawn when they came from the east. Their faces were one when they came from there, such a great distance away.

p. 51

The Memorial of Sololá, also known as the Annals of the Kaqchikeles, tells a similar story:

I shall write the stories of our first fathers and grandfathers, one of whom was called Jakawitz, the other Saqtekaw. In the stories they told, from across the sea we came from a place called Tulán, where we were begotten, where our mothers and fathers gave birth to us. Oh, our children! So said the fathers and grandfathers who were called Jakawitz and Saqtekaw, they who arrived in Tulán, the men who begot us, the Xajila’…

(Elipses again! From the glossary: Xahil – A tribe within the Kaqchikel people that came with the others from Tula. The Xahil were the ones who parted the sea with their magic staff.)

When we arrived at the gates of Tulán, we went to receive a red staff, and thus we were given the name Kaqchikele.

Oh, our children, said Jakawitz and Saqtekaw. Let us thrust the tips of our staffs into the sea, and soon we shall cross the sea on the sand, using the colored staffs we received in Tulán. And so we crossed over the row of sand when the bottom of the sea had parted. All rejoiced when they saw the sand in the sea.

(The bottom of the sea parted? They were at the bottom of the sea, or an earthquake split the seabed and water retreated? This is sounding pretty moses-esque, no?)

The Venus Moon

These are not direct from the Popol Vuh, this is Don Carlos talking:

p. 71

In the Popol Vuh, for example, we read that million of years ago Venus was one of Jupiter’s moons. It fell out of orbit as a result of some kind of collision, possible with a giant meteorite, and passed very close to the Earth, affecting our planet’s axis and causing earthquakes, floods, and geographic changes.

Don Isidro tells us that this is the reason Venus is so important to our tradition. As our Elders remember it, Venus was responsible for the great cataclysms. Known as the Vukuk Kakix, it was thought it was as great as Heart of Sky. Its teeth made of gold shone when it smiled, reflecting brightly. It wanted to trick everyone by saying, “I am the Sun. I am the Moon.” For a while Vukuk Kakix actually did appear bigger than both the sun and the moon. It had two children, Cabrakan and Zipakna. Zipakna would form big hills and mountains while his brother slept. When he was done, he would rest and his brother Cabrakan would shake the Earth and destroy the mountains, changing the course of rivers. These two were finally defeated by humans. Heart of Sky, hearing the please of human beings, rearranged the sky and left Vukuk Kakix in its current orbit, punishing its arrogance and forcing it to announce the coming of the Sun and the Moon.

The Pleiades Cluster

p. 74

The purest Mayan tradition says that we are intimately related to the cluster of stars known as the Pleiades, the origin of reality, the manifestation of life, and all knowledge. Our first guides, the B’alameb’ B’alam K’itze’, B’alam Aq’ab’, Majukutaj, and I’ki’ B’alam, lived on the Earth to settle and spread our tradition and once they restored harmony to the planet, after a great punishment, they wrapped themselves in the Pixom Q’aq’al, or Sacred Cloak, and left for their father’s homeland, Tulán, in the infinite space of the Pleiades. Further, according to the Popol Vuh, the deity Zipakna killed the Four Hundred Boys who rose up to the sky and became stars in the Pleiades.

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p.s. If you are into .torrents, The History Channel’s Ancient Aliens series is pretty interesting and not dismissive.
The Yes Men released their documentary on torrent as well.

Hyper-edited clips from Dolores Cannon’s Metaphysical Universe dated 9.12.2008. Dolores’ works can be found at: http://www.ozarkmt.com/. I highly recommend The Custodians, The Keepers of the Garden, and her Convoluted Universe series to give yourself a new mythology. Who cares about absolute truth, it doesn’t exist outside of perception. We need a new mythology. Consciousness is the firmament, the underlying structure of all things.

The soundtrack is an edited free Reiki.mp3 by http://www.olegabrielsen.com/.
(Oh, he got the original clip from Bjorn Lynne, http://www.shockwave-sound.com/composer/2.html)
The endtrack is an edited clip from “Your Control” by Crooked Fingers.

Many of the photos near the end are mine from http://www.kindagamey.com, but unlike others, I don’t mind sharing.

I claim fair use.

(The popup is Chris Tucker’s “And you know this… man!” from the film Friday.)

Part 1 – The Convoluted Universe

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Part 2 – Atlantis

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Darrin Owens September 30 at 9:17pm Greetings

My name is Darrin Owens, Dolores’ agent. I would have preferred you contact me before posting or creating such edits. If you will please remove that from YouTube. We would rather you spread the word by linking people to xxx, or her bio page at xxx. Official links only.

Thank you for your understanding. If you have any questions email me darrinowens@live.com

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Hyper-edited excerpts from Dolores Cannon’s Metaphysical Hour (9.12.2008) regarding Atlantis and past civilizations.

define:archetype — An archetype is an original model of a person, ideal example, or a prototype upon which others are copied, patterned, or emulated; a symbol universally recognized by all. In psychology, an archetype is a model of a person, personality, or behavior.

Darrin Owens September 30 at 9:17pm Greetings

My name is Darrin Owens, Dolores’ agent. I would have preferred you contact me before posting or creating such edits. If you will please remove that from YouTube. We would rather you spread the word by linking people to xxx, or her bio page at xxx. Official links only.

Thank you for your understanding. If you have any questions email me darrinowens@live.com

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Hyperedited excerpts from Dolores Cannon’s Metaphysical Hour (program 9-12-2008.) Dolores Cannon is a hypnotherapist who stumbled upon a past life regression that got her curiosity going. Since 1979 she has been quietly investigating the past curiosities of our universe and our modern mythologies through patients regressed to the sonambulistic level and she has discovered not only that there is a soul, but that death is just a state change, that we have had past lives not only as humans, but as other beings from other worlds, that some beings have never lived on a world, some do not exist physically but as much larger self-aware conscious entities which house the souls of many, many other beings experiencing lives in the past, present and future (all of which co-exist at the same time, by the way), a superbeing that spreads its conscious tendrils all across the universe and beyond. We and everything around us is formed of consciousness and all of these stories may just be choice choices plucked from an infinite probability field in the ultimate creative void, but they still carry important information and are interesting as hell anyway. Seriously fun to read for people who like sci-fi or people that are woo-woo like me! Something is changing right now and will culminate around 2012. I can feel you all changing. Let’s go!

(This has been hyper-edited for the ADHD and sceptically impaired, meaning, i took out all “um’s” and “ah’s”, repeats, and anything not a direct statement. I didn’t want to give your dumb ass conscious mind time to filter it out like you do everything else you haven’t accepted yet (don’t forget, your subconscious is the smart one, not you.) I make it humorous not to disparage Dolores Cannon, but to invite those who find interest in the subject, even in a laughable way, to draw closer, pay a little more attention to what your gut tells you, let go of all hard and fast ideas you’ve built to protect yourself from being released back into the ordered chaos of a universe of total self-aware mind. Belief is fun as long as you don’t discount any other possibilities and end up limiting yourself again. You still put your pants on one leg at a time.)

* The sound is a KeyGen soundtrack of Enya’s Caribbean Blue which I initially stumbled on athttp://www.keygenjukebox.com/ and then tracked down to http://keygenmusic.net/. Thanks KeyGen’ners!

* The lovely dimensional images are from the enigmatic folks at http://noosphere.princeton.edu/, the Institute of Noetic Sciences, who have 60 random number generators placed all over the world and actually registered a shift in the “level of randomness” as 9/11 took place. In fact, it started to register BEFORE 9/11 took place. World consciousness shifted that day.

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What if some channeled information actually had a detectable ‘genuineness’ and practical use far beyond that of calculable reductionism and rational intellectualism? Would it matter if it actually came from the subconscious or self-delusion? Or an “alien being”? Or an undetectable (scientifically) dimension of consciousness integrated with our own? If you felt happier, if your ego and emotions could be controlled from leading you towards suffering, if you could learn to forgive yourself and others, if you felt a palpable calm and satisfaction internally in a way that you didn’t before, if you could see others as parts of yourself to be healed and not hurdles to be overcome; does it matter where the information came from? All stories are just that. Be they scientific, fiction, fantasy, self-help, religious, emotional. We needn’t be so quick to dismiss. What actually matters is not the data, but your internal compass heading as a result of interpreting it. The more you can refine your heading the better because that is what you are here for and the aggregate of all of our headings determine the world we live in. Like Aesop’s the stories of our lives are all notches on the windrose, teaching the interconnectedness of all things, detachment from form and limitations, free will and our power to create the world without from the world within, service to others, forgiveness, how to give and receive true love. No matter what heading you take, what story you internalize, everyone finds the same place eventually, even if it doesn’t happen in your current life-cycle iteration. Time is just an intervening procrastination towards our realization, slap on the forehead “AH-HA!” moment, and then gradual reintegration with the whole. It’s quite charming, really. I’m very impressed with the set-up.

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The RA Materials
http://www.llresearch.org/library/the_law_of_one_pdf/the_law_of_one_pdf.aspx

The files below are in PDF format. They will open in a new window and can be read or printed from there. The contents are identical to the printed versions of the same books.

• The Law of One – Book I – The Ra Material – the complete book (4.5MB file size)
• The Law of One – Book II – the complete book (390KB file size)
• The Law of One – Book III – the complete book (530KB file size)
• The Law of One – Book IV – the complete book (5.3MB file size)
• The Law of One – Book V – Personal Material – the complete book (650KB file size)

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you do know i store vlogs full of youtube videos, yeah?

here’s another helpful kick,
Timothy Leary Schools You In Monotone

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This about sums up the basic storyline of the coming soul waaaaaaave of consciousness rushing through from the galaxy center at top speed this very moment to give us all a shot of self-awareness up the wazoo and a little DNA upgrade to prepare us for the 4th dimensional shift. Well, actually we skip 4th and just go to 5, cause, you know. 4th, pfth. That place.

(wandering thought: in case you were wondering, i’m just being silly. that awkward line can be interpreted by the perspective of the reader as sarcastic/disbelieving, playful yet believing, silly/unsober, or it could be read by someone shaking their head in agreement and going, “yeah, you know that’s right. i hate that dimension!” The interesting thing is that each perspective takes their version of the truth and none of them are wrong, per my donkey named se, but they all live in a different freaking universe! we all do. all those universes co-exist at the same time and coalesce somewhere in the lowest common denominator.)

Starts slow, but then she gets into the meat of it…

Dolores Cannon‘s Metaphysical Hour from 09-12-2008 (mp3 <- mp3, save as.)
found this on cannonarchives.com where i don’t think they’ve updated in a while.

^ if you don’t see dolores and an mp3 player right here, reload. this thing is flaky.

put this on whilst you’re making a nice soufflé. the goods start gettin around 4:40.
(speaking of things to put on whilst making a soufflé, a dude once asked me if i could put something online for him. i forgot to take it down. it seems to be still there.)

BONUS: Here’s a pdf about The Coming New Earth if you prefer reading!

p.s. to Dennis Hoppe, the maker of the plug-in I regrettably added through which we will hear this radio show. cont…

Hello KindaGamey!

My name is Dennis Hoppe and I am a computer science student working and living in Berlin, Germany. Beside other plugins and themes I developed Audio Link Player. I love the spirit of the open source movement, to write and share code and knowledge, but I think the system can work only if everyone contributes one’s part properly.

Because you are using one of my WordPress extensions I hope you will appreciate my job. So please think about a donation. You would also help to keep alive and growing the community.

After donation you will possibly get to know how you can hide this notice easily.

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dude, i’ve only used this plug-in like, once or twice and it works just fine except… i understand that you want some compensation for your efforts, but i think it’s a little harsh to make me see this every time i login to log into log in to wordpress. that tweaks me. oh no. i will tear this plugin out and stomp it into the floor! who knows, maybe i’ll get used to your cute little studenty face sitting there in my dashboard page just wanting a dollar. oh, i just figured out how to remove it. that was easy, i feel bad now. well i gave you some publicity. i will donate soon… i think. well fuck, on principle i don’t want to. no no, i will, i will.

speaking of donations, i changed the link above to say ‘collaboration’ instead of ‘donation’ because some one from the venus project called me out thinking that i really was asking for a donation when really i was just saying “psyche, i just want people to send me stuff i might find interesting!” which is stupid and can be interpreted incorrectly. so that word is done. nice, that fits the theme above. this is a weird site, why do you come here again? honestly, now.

p.s. for a good time, call…

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