The commandment of truth if you would, you must understand this as a standard. What you put out is what you get back, so you need to know this. That your vibration is truth, not your thoughts. Your secondary thoughts are time-based reality’s reflection of upon, from your truth. It is potential, it is regret, it is past, futures, whatever the hell you want to name it as a thinking modality. Labeling reality as such matters to behold. I really need you to pay attention to where you're at now.
See, the ego so quickly wants to make an image. And it does it by saying thank you. It does it by apologizing. It does it by, well I had to do this. It does it by justifying, it does it by any means possible. You must know that the image itself is a reflection. It is an echo of you. It is the secondary idea validated. So, you have to understand you're the streaming consciousness that creates and reflects in the miracle of this whole fucking game. Literally, is your understanding that you are a fractal amiracle.
It's not miraculous to be paid for and gracious for that's all crap. It is the joy of self discovery. It is another way to know yourself. So, in the grand scheme of saying things, it really doesn't mean anything. It's just another constant of change that you have bestowed upon yourself and it is unconditional, it is beyond your emotional equation. It is so much more than that. But you have ways to represent that. Usually you praise or think, or a gratuitous in whatever mannerisms showing gratitude, the ego is always that.
Now to recap, the ego is twofold. It is reactionary, as well as chosen. The unnoticed part of you, is the reactionary part and the observant part of you can see that reactionary part. And the chosen part is to bullshit yourself. That's simple. You know, you don't need to say or ask or do any of these things, but you do them anyway because you're choosing to be safe, comfortable, imaged, happy, mediocrity, something reflected upon the truth of the now. On the truth it creates.
I want you to look like, look at that, like it's a monumental structure. A burst of light bursting out of the Earth at a billion miles an hour. Brrrrrrrshhhhh!! Just fucking explosion! That's a now, that's your truth that's creating! It's creating black holes, it's creating planets. It's creating densities and realms and incarnations. It's creating the softest idea with the most powerful explosion, the butterfly wings. Hmmm. You got to know that that is what truth is attracting and giving opportunity for this practical reflective to know itself.
And when you don't know you're doing the self of separation, well, there's no consequence…is there? It's the life of consequence as a human, right? If you really look at it, you have a bad time because you think it's a bad time. But you didn't know you don't have to see it that way. So it's a consequence to the human but it's really not consequence in any realm.
All right, you know what it is? Truth chosen truth. But as you guys start to see your actions, the more you implore your truth for the self. The more you accept the magnanimous pain of being wrong, but it's truly not wrong now, right? It's accepting your point of view. That's not wrong with humanity. That's just not your truth any longer. You want to do something about it.
Roxy had an incident just today realizing her fears of future and of course has to do with money. Because she grew up, we can't do these things. So her whole life was dictating how things can be done. Assessing her now in the access to gain knows things to be done through the monetary needs, because that's the only way she can see be done. So she's working on that in a constant. She found another, another part of her today. It cut it hurt. He wanted to anger she wanted to break her fucking glass desk. She wanted to smash things because that's the way she feels better. She beats things, throws dishes, breaks things. She used to hit herself but she's past that now for her stupidity, right. This whole self loathing fucking it doesn't need to be there.
But Doesn't mean those words make it go away! The obvious shit for you is not obvious to anyone else! So just blurting it out saying, “Oh, well just let that go!” Doesn't mean dick, except to you. Now that's where you've got to know yourself, okay? You got to stop being some kind of fucking realization preacher any longer. Because that's another image. See it shifting to a turncoat that is unrecognizable. If you know, that's all it is, you keep talking about it, you're creating a talk about.
A moment will give you the idea of passion. Someone starts one completely conversation. You have nothing to do with that conversation. You don't want anything relating it in your reality. So you talk about something completely else. The image would have to engage in that conversation. And maybe be polite and say, I don't want to talk about this. This is all things getting down to the core of constant change of truth. And constant change of staying the same in the vibrational choice of an image.
We have to hone our skills even further. You got to stop doing that of what you know is no longer. Yes, you might be bored as hell because you can't talk about shit, but you can talk about shit. But talk about the shit and know that you're talking about a shit, so you can have a shitty time!
See, the seeking (thinking) mind is the only one that's bored. The mind that entertains that escape is recognition. For you the conscious fractal, becoming hall to know that it's reality needs no entertainment through the corms of humanity's lusts, desires that are considered entertaining.
Doesn't mean you abolish yourself from things of entertainment. Again, fractal it means you passion yourself in the moment and there's no relationship with image. Intimate itself must be lived constantly. That intimacy with you is honest, selflove not self loath. You keep continuing always justify your existence. You don't know the unexplored conversations you can have with humans, because you're always confiding in the idea of mediocrity, as a way to be not too shaky, not too (obtuse or abuse), not too weak, not too strong. These ideas, anything that keeps you in caged in your own world of same, is an image.
So yesterday we had a human incarnation that has passed on named turtle. Come in and talk about relationships, and he blew it out of the fucking water. Is amazing to the human self to realize because these conversations don't have preferences of dictation ship on what is practical and what is sensible. Oh, also responsible and of course respectful. These are the guidance of humanity. Why guide through image you're creating an imagination so you can see your creation. In this particular realm, you get to see it in images, don’t you? You get to see a dog and a cat, some stairs and a tree, a plate of food and a fork you get to experience images. You are in a virtual reality that is really fucking real because of truth. Notice that? Notice every reality is so real you've never questioned it. If it's bullshit, once you've questioned is up here in your mind, is that really real? Because it's not a present.
Well, let's get into the present. Let's stop playing in the idea of secondary echoes, thoughts of past and future, and hopes, and glories, and demise, and sufferings. You know, it's funny the Pope has admitted that Lucifer, God, we all said it. This is the one that's the crumbling of Christianity, the crumbling of Muslims, the crumbling of religion. It's going to take a long time. But it started it not wonderful?
Is, he wasn't respectful. He didn't have a purpose or a job. You know what he? What? What what he's doing? Why he's doing it? Okay. I'll give you, why? Because he can't live with himself anymore. Knowing truth.
The Pope has access to the Vatican. The Vatican has secrets. Maybe he went for a stroll. He started ripping himself apart. Seeing how he is enslaving his own people and freezing them with fear. Hmm. Seeing their sweat, their tears as means of compensation to the church. So it may endure so what are you guys gonna do, what a Christian gonna do? What do you guys usually do? Hmm
So you guys look at the softness of Christianity Today huh? See I don't see time I see Christians vibration. You know Christians do? It takes other races they force them into Christianity if not they commit genocide. Ain’t that lovely? If you don't believe what I believe I'm gonna kill you. And they did. Over and over again. (Brooks) gave him a hell of a run. Muslims too. Pretty much anyone else that didn't have the ingenuity of the ideas, the honing craft of barbaric scouts thugs guess what they were not experienced in that Mayans, Native Americans fuck’em. Let God sort them out. Haaa gla glahh. you fucking country fuck heck redneck Christian love and Bible busted fuckstick…in that wonderful?
This is not reality that needs to be paid attention to. Otherwise, when do you get to know yourself? The Pope is only knowing himself by showing. You know what guys we fucked you. And I'm going to show you how. And he's going to show the entire world. And they're gonna and they're gonna die they're gonna they're gonna do everything they can to shut them up. Hmm
You might turn into a martyr. Died for his beliefs. Because you guys can't have anything but image and you masters here are seeing what's involved and deconstructing a paradigm of separation. It is not a purpose. There's not a reason. Is all for you as a self exploration, but you need to get nasty with your Emotions. The ones that bend you into the freakishly idea of odd behavior to yourself, not to others. The self loathing isn't it an odd behavior? I mean, you're the motherfucker who's here. You're the one who's been chosen to exist. You have forever and here you are beating you up for being alive! You've never been respectful thoroughly, but imagery. Of course, you got to fit in. You gotta be you gotta be right. Now see, humanity is edging out racisms, separation, it's gonna take a long fucking time.
See, I'm going to explain another image to you. If you have any ounce of concern for humanity, that's an image. That's the lusts of compassion, sympathy, helping, doing the work that keeps it, because that's validation of a mind that’s known itself as separate.
All It is, doesn't predict.
It doesn't play safe.
Doesn't measure itself.
It doesn't allude to the past as ways to control itself in action so it may be pleasing the naked eye of watching’s, watching’s of humanity.
Everyone knows when you're home alone, you're dancing, naked maybe you do things to get it out. To get out this fucking craziness inside of me. I must be nuts I'm getting it out. I'm doing weird shit. I'm getting it out because that's the pent up self, that’s vibrationally all around humanity because of your presence. Truly everyone has it. But how much of a master they are to hide it, to keep it inside.
Ones that are dying of cancer that had disease, they're the masters at that. Because there's nothing zero genetically, generationally, cause and effect. It's all self induced disease. If you take it easy, you're gonna have a good life. But if you take it worthy you're gonna have a life beyond measure.
Relationship was just one portion. That's a big dynamic valve isn't it? It's not only your love relationship, but the relationship with ones that you find interested. Once again, you don't give a shit about strangers most of you. But you also have compassion for them if there's something wrong with them. Maybe you want to get their number. And you have to do it in the ways of humanity to make it civil, correct.
Maybe an outcome like Brent struggles with always trying to go find a lover, but he always contort himself on the best way that he thinks they would be thinking. And when they are not thinking the way he thinks he's wondering why the mirror isn't working, through nine years of Abraham's bullshit? Abraham wasn't the bullshit. It was the translation of Abraham's bullshit because that's the consideration of humanities. When something doesn't work, it becomes bullshit. But you're not looking to work anything correctly here.
Roxy is truth.
Abraham is truth.
Kryon is truth.
Everyone is truth.
Even you are truth.
That's what you got to see. That the responsibilities do not lie outside of humanity, nor do they lie outside in humanity, outside of the self, you're assigning to humanity. The responsibility is yours.
But it's not a way to be responsible in human wears. Humanity doesn't know how to be responsible. Humanity knows how to limit themselves. They're responsible is the ability as Bashar said to respond. Another truth speaker.
He is not contorting himself to fit in with human standards. Even if humanity fits in with human standards, that's still their Subjective Truth. That's the responsibility we need you to start seeing.
How do you feel about your action in the moment? Is it responsible, the responsible thing today, which is a human term? Or is it the ability to respond as the passion speaks to? The dynamic of relationship, this is extensions of what Turtle was speaking about the core ideas of, do I love myself? Am I worth this?
You guys think if you're not doing the things to create things of futures, then you're not enacting what's on par, on the right track. Having a destination of accomplishment, which is all image. But if you start to be this wicked motherfucker in the now that doesn't give a hootenanny about anything, except it's now passion truth to behold its own reflection as, Oh my God, I'm fucked up here and I'm awesome here, let's keep journeying to explore, not me, but what I create!
I am already all that is!
But I am exploring my kingdom created in truth! Let's find the truth for me. Let's know that I am responsible for my entire world. And I can image, and dodge, and duck, and hide, and blame, and betray. I can do all these things as humans. But what I can't do is deny who I am, a creator of truth because there is no false.
So, what do you want to look at now?
If you look at Turtle and the way Turtle spoke last night, no holds bar revealing some parts of Roxy's intimacy with her own sexuality. Revealing anything because see that portion of Turtle and the portion of Roxy created in idea dynamic relationship, in and of itself was a relationship. And the result was a streaming consciousness, a passion. It was not one ounce of flek, flek, to just slightly shifted to a different light, a light of interruption. A light of interference, to bend it to be responsible in the way of reflection as a human, an echo of time.
I don't think so. I think it was balls to the wall full bore on love. I'm in love with me. And it's honorable to yourself that you find images, unknown truths about you that create your reality. Instead of bullshitting yourself, why is this happening? Oh, let's assign it karma. I need to go and clear a past life when all lives are now. But I'm gonna fucking bullshit myself and say there's a past live. And I'm going to do something about that. So this life that has nothing to do with that life. won't feel so shitty about its actions. Let's say killing somebody so I have to pay homage in this life. Son of a bitch. complete fucking bullshit. You know it, it's plastic, it's hollow!
But you don't want to be that do you? That relationship of I'm worth creation which by default I must be a creator, do I have to accept that? Yeah, if you want to know. Everyone has an escape clause, don't they? Death. So simple. You can play it out, wait it out. All of you growing old…times coming. Don't worry, you'll go home.
You know most. Here's another image is an image at all. Who's first time? I'm Starchild fucking star child. I'm rainbow. Indigo. They're special, Fuck you. There's no special in creation. There's all equal of one. All right, so a lot of people think they only have one lifetime. No, you guys have hundreds of thousands of lifetimes. Why? Why the fuck do you keep coming back? Why? Why do you keep creating not one, not two, not ten, but fractals upon fractals of you hundreds of thousands. Why? Because you want to know what it's like to be the beauty of discovery of forgotten God remembered. (We ARE cracking up and laughing and saying AMEN OMG!!!!! We love this!!! My partner and I are shouting FUCKIN EXACTLY BITCHESSSSSSSSSSSS)
So you're given another go don't show but it's another time but now it's several spans densities in the spans lifetimes of humans. You guys can't take that you have two fractals on the earth at the same time, impossible. Fuck you, impossible! There's nothing impossible in creation!
Your wife could be you. It’s that scary? Is it scary to know your ability to create through the contortions of humanity's demise! They're always trying to put themselves lower! You build yourself up with technology, and really fascinating things and drama, but you don't look at what you are! Worth the creation itself! Why? Well how? Because you forgot. What do we do about that?
Let's remember hundreds or thousands of times! Right now you guys are those masters.
You know you're awake.
You're not the bullshit distraction of awake hood.
You're not a light bearer to offer your light to others who don't want to hear it.
You're not a fucking preacher.
You are a God finding this love for the self returning this worthiness from separation. When you got here you only knew fear. Ahhhhh, some motherfuckers you got to do something. You got to swim back through the fear, don't you?
You got to go beyond polarity as (Enphasees) spoke the other night. Monday night's class from that epic species of humanity's own respects from themselves to counter in polarity to offer you something you've never heard before!
That it's going to hurt!
That you have to you leave all the polarity. That there is no good to work at, to be, to hope for, for you gotta leave the whole kitten caboodle. If not, you're in couched in imagery because the imagery knows itself as human. Let's not make it obvious, right? You guys are masters. I don't know if you're worthy of it. It to have that worthiness upon your death and you get to have that worthiness upon choice. That's the game. That's the game.
So creation and anything that have been scraped up through this conversation is you. You got to be responsible for it. Can take it into your heart and say, God, that hurts. How the hell are we going to do that? Well, I don't know. I guess you're a God. You'll find out only one time, now! That's how you know things in the future will occur in the now! If you're a little mind can't figure it out in the now let it the fuck go then you got to trust that you're a God.
I know the fractal hates that shit I gotta trust I don't see anything when is it gonna? How's it gonna? huhhh huuhhh huhhh huhhh…let me take action to make sure to happen so I'll be happy, then I'll be fucking miserable now! And I'll be happy when I get something of happiness. Only when I get that that's when I'm happy that's when I'm that polarity, instead of now beyond polarity.
Relationships, okay. The relationship to the self and that extends out to your own world, your own attractive creation, your own law. Anything else is questioning mind fuck it, it’s just distractions its fears and hopes. Taking a big fucking sledgehammer and your hammer and the foundation and it's thick. That's miles thick. And you're going tink, tink, tink like a fucking flea on a fucking bear. Bear goes about it's now. But as you keep hammering away at your own structure, your own portion of that self induced coma, that prison, that rock foundation, you start to crumble because you are representing change.
Humanity is hard. They're set in their ways they want to be that thing because that thing is given them imagery of acceptance. Holy shit, what the hell am I? Oh, I'm a rock, I’m the foundation. I’m this law. I'm that law, I'm this truth, I'm that truth, I'm this standard, okay yeah, let's fight for it!!! Let's fight for my unworthiness.
See if you are hammering away your portion of foundation that creates humanity psyche. You start to crumble that motherfucker. Then other people around you in your vibrational awareness where your little vibration is reaching their attention. They're like what are you doing? I'm taking away my image. And you, you see what they do you see how they react? What the hell are you doing? You have gone off the deep end. You're not working! You're not you're not being responsible!
See, they're trying to keep you a fucking brick thick as a brick. They're trying to keep you as a foundation of their comfort! You are part of that entire psyche and you are destructing yourself. You're like look at me, I'm fucking up my world everybody. You're gonna die.
You see it the right you can right now you got a good fucking image. Now you hold on to that truth and say I am deconstructing my truths!
To know that I am beyond polarity.
I am beyond the foundation of solid.
I am constant change.
I am God. I am creator.
I am all that motherfucking is.
And how do you know it's real? Well, let me tell you on the enactments of judgment, when the attempts have been stilling you back into the portion of solid as a human are made. And if you do that one wonderful thing, it's start to choose your passions, despite the fears of the foundation of humanity. You feel something. As all of you have felt your God damn glory.
You know, then, that it's real, not real for them, not real to them.
Oh, it’s real to you.
My truth gives me my reality.
My real is my love.
Now that you've tackled relationships, everything else is the same idea. It's all relating to reality. The details are the expression of relationship to reality. Keep knowing yourself, keep relating differently. keep seeing the self exploration of love, the self ensued as a passion. Instead of an image.
You need not be special or good. You need not be anything, but I AM. Get used to that as we continue. Start to get this weird fucking feeling. Okay? This weird image, right? That you know that you're such a complete badass, but you don't claim it. You know the creation is at your fingertips. You're invigorated, you're infused with energy, but not in the image of what it looks like or what is supposed to feel like. You're just allowing yourself to become a moment…fully.
There is such a divine nonchalance that you can't even fathom fucking yourself up again. You just know. And that's when you are the spookiest to humanity. Not that image of I know “a secret” no, no, no. That exuding confidence that needs no measure or justification. You know you are. Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Okay. All right. So stride well in today's matters. We'll see you all tonight, if you choose. Know that the choice is immeasurable so stop, fucking beat yourself up. Love you