Shhh! I'm Hunting Wabbits
History has taught us that mankind began simply in his relationship to the natural world. This is not to discount evidence or accounts of earlier more advanced appearances of civilization, but rather to introduce how we generally see reality. Reality for early man was comprised of symbolism and mysterious unseen gods. As he became more cognizant, the mythologies and cosmologies of the world began to take shape. These views and explanations for the events and environment unfolded themselves into a fixed perception for a certain length of time. Endless years marched along, as paradigms arose and fell, beliefs were tested and failed, and language and writing developed in an attempt to contain the increasing complexity of the world. Symbolism became more complex, language became more nuanced and intricate, and man's relationships expanded beyond the external natural cycles to include a sense of self in relation to the idea of self and those of the community. Reality seemed to open doors to the ever-inquiring being, granting perpetual explanations for anything and everything so long as questions were asked and the seekers kept seeking. The answers were documented, stored away, passed on, in the cumulative warehouse of the human mind. But like any liar who lies compulsively about each and every thing, the lies eventually need further lies so that the previous ones might be justified. And in turn, contradictions emerge, and correlations form as reality develops its narrative from the simple self-contained beginnings when it could seemingly relax its guard. But reality was constantly challenged by philosophy, science, and religion and the state of our perceptions needed attending to, much like an assembly line that intermittently accelerates its output as the workers strive to keep up and maintain the output before it comes crashing down into a heaping mess. Reality was forced into a progressive expansion, always needing to account for this or that, where previously only a facade was required. It kept maneuvering in step with humanity's forward dance, eventually leading man into the ourobouros of semantics and synchronicity, pulling the curtain or veil for a mere peek only when it was required, and only then to a lucky few.
In the past few decades it seems as if the reality program decided to open the floodgates for narrative-driven perception. In turn, this appears to have led a majority of the population into a sort of truth-fractal neurosis. The internet went mainstream during this time, providing truth seekers endless nodes on the network to plumb for tidbits of information. This was done perhaps because too many inconsistencies were accumulating and people were finally opening their eyes to previously unknown details. Those digging into uncharted territories were met with all kinds of new and novel information as the program rapidly moved to accommodate the influx of "conspiracy theorists". This then created a seemingly endless chain of white rabbit "truths" which were to be found in the also seemingly endless rabbit holes available to explore. It appeared the system also adopted and integrated a type of retro-causal firmware, allowing it to manipulate perceptions of the past and repair possible gaps with information connectivity. We cannot truthfully say that all this happened in such a way as it would constitute a belief, but it works out in the process of active imagination which itself is used to gain insights into complex problems and is especially useful when it comes to matters of an esoteric nature. Let us consider, though, the post-truth era we have been swimming in. Non-stop contradictory news articles, fake news altogether, massive amounts of information being published - a majority of which is totally constructed by an artificially intelligent algorithm that consumes user provided personal data through social media and data collected by corporations. It's happening right now, at this very second. Every word spoken, every photo posted. All this is used to engineer a virtual world bank of comparative truths and facts. The individual has at their fingertips every possible proof of anything they wish to believe. This is the post-truth era we have been living in the past couple decades. And yet where does it all lead? You venture down the rabbit holes, which connect to other rabbit holes, and soon your mind is lost swirling in the chaos of what is true and what is believable. So many, in their desperation to be found again, slit their wrists with Occam's razor, just so they no longer have to think for themselves. Or in complete frustration and cognitive dissonance, jaded by the perpetual deconstruction of paradigms, they join a spiritually-challenged cult so they can be handed a weaponized worldview topped with a creamy helping of salvation, all on a silver platter of promises. We've grown morbidly obese on the so-called "facts" being spoon fed to us by the media and in our news feeds. This is the post-truth era at its peak, A time when every truth exists, but not a single one can be found or embraced.
But then a divergent few poke their heads above the ocean waves of shit. Tired of semantically crafted arguments, tired of trying to convince family and friends of the things they know to be happening in the world, the last few wasted breaths falling upon deaf ears. Tired of talking about the latest sports or celebrity scandal. Tired of being told what is and what is not by every single soulless faction and group who plant their flags on the backs of others. Tired of just not being able to find something real and authentic.
And that is when it happens.
We finally abandon the rabbit holes, leave them empty as they were, devoid of substance. None of those things ever really changed our lives in the end. Only locked our minds into cages. The post-truth era is on its way out. Its had its day in the sun. Rabbit season is over. Leave the remaining hangers-on to their fundamentalist Christian New World Order conspiracies, leave the ascended starseed LARPs to play out their frequency drama, dissipating one higher vibration at a time. Leave them all behind and break out into the new day. We are heralding the post-conspiracy era, where we've looked at and researched every tangent, seeking out that one thing that we could show the world and everything would change. But now we know that it won't. Each and every true individual is a new god with the ability to forge and discover their real self in the shadow of the alchemical firelight. In the post-conspiracy era, we seek the truth and the nature of the inner self, not by some fairy tale process supposedly encoded in a science fiction book or by handing over membership fees to access the latest new age lesson from a narcissistic blue bird guru. We seek because that is our nature, and through genuine self-inquiry, we come to understanding and knowing. We need no savior but ourselves.
Michael Tsarion has coined a phrase which has stuck with me for several years. and that is "Conspiracy work is Spiritual work". All the truth seeker conspiracy theorists, if they are sincere and work to question everything, if they push at breaking down the dictated narratives, if they've set fire to every rabbit hole, then inevitably they will find themselves looking for truth on the inward path to self-realization. They will achieve a true higher mind, and they will know even then, not to stop seeking or to be complacent with any supposed truth outside of the self. No longer can one be affected by the fear pornography or fall victim to simple belief. No longer can one ever be a follower again. Conspiracy research will lead you to the greatest scam of them all - that the greatest treasure you could ever hope to find is locked and hidden within you. There's no need to wonder how to begin on the path, because you need not go anywhere or do anything specific. If you are a true human being on this inverted quest, it will happen naturally because the Divine and the Self are one in the same, and they long to unite. You hold the keys in this time of transition, and through art, imagination, and creativity the inner door will open homeward. The real you is the artist, adept and skillful in techniques of discernment, and your life should be a masterpiece.
I will leave you with a quote about this responsibility from Terence Mckenna:
“The artist’s task is to save the soul of mankind; and anything less is a dithering while Rome burns. Because of the artists, who are self-selected, for being able to journey into the Other, if the artists cannot find the way, then the way cannot be found.”
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