The Cosmological News channel

The Cosmological News Channel

by Jon Rappoport

November 4, 2015

(To read about Jon’s mega-collection, Exit From The Matrix, click here.)

“People are fascinated by ancient cultures and the shamans and magicians who practice in mysterious ways. But along with this fascination, there is a kind of aversion to The New, as if it must be irrevocably tainted, as if nothing new and as yet uncreated could possibly match what once was. This is not only false, it is a form of psychic surrender. The psyche shows no faith in itself or its inherent power. Part of my work is reversing that defeatism.” (The Magician Awakes, Jon Rappoport)

Cosmologies are a dime a dozen.

Plato, Aristotle, Kant, Spinoza, Big Bang, String Theory, the Bible, Vedanta, Olympic gods, Egyptian gods, Norse myths, African creation stories…

Cosmology: a picture of the universe; a story about the origin of life; a tale about the connection between consciousness and the universe.

These cosmologies share a common trait. They purport to explain What Is. And they claim to do it at a “higher level.”

There is another thing about cosmology: people are magnetically attracted to it, because they want a story that will settle matters for them, give them final answers.

Poof. It’s done.

“The universe knows what I need, and it’ll give it to me when I’m ready. If something I want doesn’t happen, it wasn’t meant to be. Not yet.”

For many, many people, cosmology is permission to remain passive.

Of course, for those with great faith in a particular story, it can also provide an opportunity to go on the march and kill unbelievers.

Cosmology is a content provider. People want content. Cosmology is like the nightly news. “Fill up the empty spaces, please.”

Cosmology has a degrading effect on the individual when he uses it to stand in for what he might otherwise do, if left to his own devices and inner resources.

But how many people care about their inner resources?

Those who do, whoever they are, wherever they are: I’m speaking to them.

There is a fundamental twist in cosmology. It starts off by connecting the individual to wider, broader, deeper realities. But wait: these realities are not of his own making. They’re imported.

Sooner or later, the imports convey a hypnotic impact. “This is true, accept me, believe in me, there’s nothing else you need to do…”

So…what about the free and independent individual? And more importantly, what is freedom for?

However we might answer that last question, freedom is certainly tuned to the future. It is the basis for The New, whatever that might be.

The New. People have decidedly mixed reactions to that concept, which is uncharted. There no guarantees.

But the mind, consciousness, the psyche are not only looking for The New, they want to imagine it, invent it, create it.

That desire is inherent in the dynamic, electric, restless, wide-ranging, agile nature of consciousness.

Cut off that desire and watch what happens. Life will then organize itself into little compartments, and energy will leak away.

Creating The New is the lifeblood of the individual and individual consciousness.

This has nothing to do with cosmology.

With enough sustained creation and invention, however, the individual will come to his own cosmological ideas and answers, in a natural way.

Nikola Tesla: “Our first endeavors are purely instinctive prompting of an imagination vivid and undisciplined. As we grow older reason asserts itself and we become more and more systematic and designing. But those early [imaginative] impulses, though not immediately productive, are of the greatest moment and may shape our very destinies. Indeed, I feel now that had I understood and cultivated instead of suppressing them, I would have added substantial value to my bequest to the world. But not until I had attained manhood did I realize that I was an inventor.”

Albert Einstein: “Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited, whereas imagination embraces the entire world, stimulating progress, giving birth to evolution.”

The so-called “mysteries of genius” notwithstanding, every individual has something hidden away in his soul: an urge to create and project that creation out into the world.

There is no way to tell what will come of it, or what substance it contains, until imagination walks through the door, until the process begins, and gets underway…

No matter what circumstances he lives in, the individual wants to invent The New.

It is this desire, impulse, force that moves beyond any pre-set cosmology.

It is this impulse from which Tomorrow wants to be made.

It is this impulse which shuts down the Cosmological News Channel, and recognizes it for what it is: a second-hand metaphysical media outlet, owned and operated by the Reality Manufacturing Company, a subsidiary of We Create, You Absorb, Inc.

In 1961, decades before I started to work as a reporter, I was living in New York, I had just begun painting, and I was having conversations with an extraordinary healer, Richard Jenkins. (I write about Richard in my book, The Secret Behind Secret Societies — which is included as a bonus in my collections Exit From The Matrix and Power Outside The Matrix.)

One day, at my studio, I was asking him about a few Hindu creation myths. He looked at me strangely, and then he said something to this effect: Don’t you realize you’re doing your own creation stories? You’re here every day painting. What do you think that’s about? This isn’t ten thousand years ago. This is now. You’re making the future.

He was right. He was suggesting I wake up.

So many people are preoccupied with finding a cosmology in the past. They can root around forever, and still they won’t see the power they themselves have.

Any story you could invent about the cosmos would, in the long run, serve you better than accepting a burnished story someone else told 5000 years ago.

The essential quality of The New is that it is not yet created. It is beyond the reach of What Is Already Accepted, and it depends entirely on the individual and his imagination.

Beyond all programming.

Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29^th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

“Coming up after the break, more mind control. Stay with us.”

Nov3

“Coming up after the break, more mind control. Stay with us.”

by Jon Rappoport

November 3, 2015

(To read about Jon’s mega-collection, Exit From The Matrix, click here.)

“What is as yet uncreated in the imagination of The Individual is the most potent force in this or any other universe. And to make things even clearer, the failure to understand that fact constitutes the most potent form of mind control in existence.” (The Magician Awakes, Jon Rappoport)

If an elite news anchor delivered the same “vital information” from a cheap motel room, with one camera, no field reporters, no graphics, no music, and if he wore street clothes instead of an expensive suit, who would believe him? Who would believe his information if they didn’t know who he was?

“I swear, I’m the national CBS news anchor. I swear it. I am.”

“Sure, pal. And I’m Cary Grant, after I’ve had a few drinks.”

Television News.

What does the viewer want?

The viewer wants Story. Beginning, middle, end.

It’s such a deep mind program, few people question it. “Why would I want anything else? That’s what a Story is. Beginning, middle, end. What else is there?”

However, it turns out that television news does not cover events in that fashion. Rarely is a story wrapped up. Rarely are things taken to a conclusion.

Rather, it is the news broadcast itself that is the story. It is the show that has a beginning, middle, and end. Six o’clock to 6:30. Eleven to 11:30.

This is quite an accomplishment. Networks make their own broadcasts the central story.

Viewer: “Well, tonight they covered about 10 different things. When I think about it, they left me hanging on at least eight of those. But I do know the news started at six and it ended at 6:30. That’s good. I got my daily fill.”

Every night: the illusion of beginning, middle, and end.

The role of the anchor is to impart the impression that everything he’s talking about is important. It doesn’t matter whether it is. It doesn’t matter whether a particular story is covered to a conclusion. It doesn’t matter in what order the little stories are presented. It doesn’t matter how many lies are embedded in the broadcast.

It only matters that the anchor can deliver the impression of importance.

Viewer: “I watched the news tonight. It was important.”

An interesting thing happened during the most recent Republican Presidential debate: the candidates turned against the network moderators (“anchors”). The candidates assailed the moderators for asking ridiculous questions. They broke the spell.

This was not supposed to happen.

Or was it?

The overall impression of the debate was chaos, as if the event were nothing more than a cheap argument in a bar.

The cheesy display was promoted by moderator questions. Absurd questions. “Tell us your biggest weakness, in thirty seconds.” That was the first question of the night. Apparently, the moderators were trying to revive encounter groups of the 1970s, or were fronting for Chinese-style self-criticism campaigns.

And then the candidates were asked to discuss problems connected with burgeoning fantasy football betting sites. I’m surprised nothing came up about deflated footballs or who favored the Broncos over the Packers.

It was either a major display of idiocy and incompetence, or an effort by the CNBC people to cast all the Republican candidates in a decidedly unfavorable light.

Something else is happening, as well. With the rise of alt. news sites on the Web, enormous bottom-up pressure is building, and mainstream news is feeling the effects. Their con game isn’t working so well anymore. So they’re grasping at straws, any straws, trying to hold on to their audience. Their financial bottom lines are sinking. They’re decades-long hypnosis program is falling apart.

For example, untold millions of people now know that the upcoming climate summit in Paris is going to be the occasion for forcing global energy cutbacks—but of course the major media aren’t covering this with any vigor. Neither are they covering exactly how Obama intends to eliminate Congress’ role in approving such an international agreement.

The television viewer is expected to sit still for the mind programming of the news. But that egg is showing cracks.

However, the viewer still has a vested interest in fake network news. It allows him to do: nothing. In other words, if he knew how absurd and insane the news really was, he would feel an unbidden urge to take action—and then he would really feel lost.

Why? Because he would see himself as just one person up against the gigantic machine, system, establishment.

What I’ve pointing out in one fashion or another for the last several years is: THIS IS A FALSE CONSTRUCT.

It’s not “one person up against the whole system.”

It’s one person who has yet to deploy his imagination.

What?

That’s right.

This is something to ponder deeply. A human being has no idea what he is capable of as long as he is cut off from his own imagination. And, being cut off from his own (unlimited) imagination is THE DEEPEST FORM OF MIND CONTROL ON THE PLANET.

I repeat: a single human being has no idea what he is capable of, when he is cut off from his own imagination. He has no idea what he is capable of creating.

He will, instead, see himself, like a tiny cipher, arrayed against the power of The State and its allies.

He will not be able to see things any other way.

Thus, he will prefer to accept whatever lies the news dispenses, in order to maintain the fantasy that things are basically all right and under control.

This deplorable situation also applies to many people who have seen through lies and false realities and recognize something about how the planet is being run:

They see themselves as very, very small, when it comes to “confronting the powers-that-be.” They too have not connected with their own imaginations; and they too would disparage any attempt to encourage that connection.

So be it.

But there are others who conceive of their own creative power far differently. They may not have embarked on that road, but they sense it is without limits. They want whatever that is.

It turns out there are many such people all over the world.

There are thousands and thousands of ways of outflanking the powers-that-be. They exist, in a form of potentiality, in the imaginations of individuals. There is no list. No one can predict what can be imagined and created.

This is the opportunity.

This is the difference between today and tomorrow.

This is the potential of the endless cascade, against which the masters who desire unlimited rule would stand no chance.

Jon Rappoport

Your vision, your voice

Oct28

Your vision, your voice

by Jon Rappoport

October 28, 2015

(To read about Jon’s mega-collection, Exit From The Matrix, click here.)

“What will you do tomorrow with your life that is different from what you’re doing today? Suppose you’re a revolutionary in terms of your own life? What would that mean?” (Notes for Exit From The Matrix, Jon Rappoport)

In the wake of my last several articles (see here and here), I’ve received interesting correspondence from readers who are launching, or planning to launch, exciting and adventurous enterprises.

I always favor individuals and their creative and original efforts, projected with great energy.

The inspired individual has electricity in his hands. He’s a dynamo. He has a new idea. He isn’t primarily seeking balance. He’s achieving a new level of action and insight.

When you wake up in the middle of the night with a galvanizing idea ringing in your head, you’ve dissolved a pattern that was holding energy in place, keeping it in check.

The new adventure, the new enterprise that inspires—these happenings take you out on to a higher plateau, from which you see a larger vista.

Which is your vision.

And then there is the matter of expressing the vision, giving voice to it. This is projected energy, coming from you. You’re the center.

This is how it’s meant to be. How would anyone else except you be the center?

When you’re a creator, your whole action is to make your vision into fact in the world.

What voice do you give to your vision? How do you express it?

With a few “well-chosen words?” Why? The stage is open, the stage is yours. Why hold back?

There is power in a voice.

A voice can change reality.

When your voice becomes your VOICE, you connect with something oceanic that rips away false separations and false systems and false ideas.

We pretend to be small. We pretend to be whispering. We pretend to have such limited power.

We pretend.

We pretend that some overriding system or structure supersedes our own voices.

As you expand your own voice, and as you express what you truly want to express, you are cutting away layers of stagnant consciousness.

Your voice:

An open door to greater power, greater aliveness, greater empathy, greater self, greater engagement, greater connection, greater wholeness.

“There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and will be lost.” —Martha Graham

“I am among those who are preached to, and who listen…But sometimes a listener speaks out, and listens to his own voice.” —Haniel Long

“No man is great enough or wise enough for any of us to surrender our destiny to. The only way in which anyone can lead us is to restore to us the belief in our own guidance.” —Henry Miller

Waiting in silence for a voice to show up will lead to more waiting. Why postpone the dawn?

As natural as it is to breathe, to walk, to look around, it is that natural to have a vision and express it. We may live in an unnatural society, but that doesn’t mean we have to succumb to it. This is not about meeting standards. It’s about crossing the line.

All children know that to make a line with chalk on the sidewalk means you’re going jump over it.

This is what the world is for.

Jon Rappoport

All work is Art

Oct28

All work is Art

by Jon Rappoport

October 28, 2015

(To read about Jon’s mega-collection, Exit From The Matrix, click here.)

“Why does the world have to be the way it is? It doesn’t. There is no rule about that. Nor is there is a rule that says a person’s life has to be what it already is. Daring to shoot for the stars is more real than anything around you. The dedicated artists who went all out, who were more reckless by far than their contemporaries—they are more important than all the prophets who ever lived.” (The Magician Awakes, Jon Rappoport)

It may be petty work. It may be boring work, repetitive work. In that case, it is petty, boring, repetitive Art.

All work, even when assigned to the letter by a boss, is invented by the person doing it, whether he knows it or not, whether he admits it or not.

All invention is some kind of Art.

It rises up and causes a conflagration, or it sits there like a dead afternoon in a cellar, but it’s Art.

There are endless reasons for exercising great caution in what one invents, but they are all a robot’s reasons. They infuse a sense of monotony. They are reasons for enlisting as a card-carrying member of Society. Sooner or later, the member’s hopeful expectations are broken.

He can spend the rest of his life picking up the pieces and trying to put them back together, or he can move on with a new idea that has fire in it.

If he does the latter, he enters a new territory, a new world. It has no mandatory language, no tired meanings. He becomes a different kind of soul. He becomes more of what he actually is. He flies, he crashes and burns, he flies again, and so on, because he is learning a species of knowledge that has no standard text.

If just one person does this, the world is not completely lost. If enough people do this, the planetary egg cracks, and something new emerges.

There is no cosmic rescue operation descending from the outside. That is a dud floated by persons who are too lazy and incurious to discover a flame within themselves.

Yes, I’m talking metaphysics here, in a way, but not the kind that has a structure and an organized tradition and a renowned reputation and a “perfect master.” This metaphysics is the moment that can be taken by anyone; seized, held, felt, expressed, projected, flown-with as an instrument of navigation into spaces unknown and uncharted—but always on the cusp of recognition and always longed-for.

This is not normal or average perception. This is not a matter of translating something realer than real into “citizen-language” for the masses. This is not a laboratory exercise. This is not a subject for those who cling to a brand of fully intentional ignorance and wear it like a badge, while drowning, bit by bit, in their own boredom.

This is not the pretense of knowing only what everyone else knows and balking at something that carries the air of mystery with it. This is not agreeing with the extraordinary possibilities of life and then sitting back and watching the days pass.

This is not a treatment, a drug, a prescription, a solution to a specific problem. This is not mechanical.

This is not a staged effort to point the finger of blame at someone, in order to remain quiescent and passive and gray.

This is jumping into space with the idea of creating something and creating it with great intensity.

This is Art.

This isn’t the mind reacting to established patterns or recognizing familiar patterns. A machine can do that work far better than the human mind.

Jon Rappoport

Projecting the future: 10,000 years from now

Oct25

Projecting the future: 10,000 years from now

by Jon Rappoport

October 25, 2015

(To read about Jon’s mega-collection, Exit From The Matrix, click here.)

“When in the course of human events, the tide turns, it turns for the individual, not the group. It turns in favor of the creative force, which is present in every human, not in the collective.” (The Magician Awakes, Jon Rappoport)

I recommend this: write a long detailed piece on what the future will look like 10,000 years from now.

No one-liners. No quick hitters. No summaries.

10,000 years is a sufficiently long period for many changes and revolutions to occur. What may look like “the defeat of human civilization,” if that is an element of your scenario, would only embrace a relatively short span. What comes after that? And after that?

I refuse to accept the proposition that current trends imply a permanent end to human life on the planet.

I have always been exceedingly optimistic about the human race, not as a species, not as a group, but as individuals, after all is said and done.

No matter what befalls us, somewhere along the line, no matter how long it takes, the individual will re-emerge as the primary force—because, at the core, the individual is creative. He is not merely a parrot responding to his own conditioning.

When I encounter dire predictions about human fate, I view them in terms of the next few decades, or the next hundred years or so. They are short-term. Fear is not the proper response—because time is long, very long.

So-called futurists are focused on the relatively short run, in part because their careers demand it. No one wants to fund a study on what the world will look like 10 or 20 thousand years from now.

Take the vaunted “Singularity” speculation, for example: human brains hooked up to a super-computer, downloading “the very best and truest information” applicable to any situation or problem. As shot through with holes as this hypothesis is, suppose it comes true, on a planet-wide basis. How long do you suppose the implementation would last, before massive rebellion occurs? Fifty years? A hundred? The mere blink of an eye.

I see no form of slavery, or even biological damage, as irreversible. Somewhere along the line, the human being would be restored. Contrary to guilt-and-blame doctrines, the human is made of towering potential. Nothing in his composition precludes a grand awakening to what he can imagine, do, create, invent.

And that is the whole point. That is what separates us from our beloved pets and the wild creatures that roam the forests. We are not, as the grim (or “loving”) Gaia devotees tell us, one facet of all-inclusive Nature. This is a current fad. Our experience and history on this world should disabuse us of the politically correct Gaian hypothesis.

And another thing. Because some individuals have chosen to wreak havoc, there is no reason to indict all of us on that basis, or paint us as a “species” whose urges will doom us forever.

No individual equals another individual. That underlying “equality” assumption, a heinous piece of philosophical propaganda, is false.

Each one of us is different, unique. There is no predicting how an individual will turn out, given enough time.

And time we have. Endless amounts of it. Like it or not.

Which is not an excuse to do nothing. Far from it. The here and now are vital, and how we act to change and revolutionize the current state of affairs means a great deal. But it is fatuous to believe there is a deadline beyond which nothing matters.

Deadlines are for provincial religionists and naysayers who actually want an end, look forward to an end, and believe they need an end to human existence.

Fearful as they may pretend to be, they delight in the idea that a curtain will fall and mark the finale of the human drama. They have blotted out so much of what they are, this is all they are left with; this perverse dream.

Let them have it. It’s another blink of the eye of time.

I look forward, and I see the dawn of the Age of the Artist. Against all odds, he will rise up with a power that cannot be defeated. He will make new worlds. Many, many such artists will give birth to a multiverse, open and vital; not one utopia, not one heaven.

Any one configuration can be overthrown, but when thousands or millions of creators launch, on Earth, their deepest desires, side by side, not as a cooperative enterprise, but as distinct works of art, with the capacity to install Reality, as real as real can possibly be, then we have a new kind of world.

The central egg cracks. The central consensus explodes. The placid steady-state nightmare of unity disintegrates, and Difference emerges.

This cracking is the ages-long human fear. This is what societies have been fighting against for centuries. And looking around, you can see what we have to show for it:

Paved wall-to-wall spiritual and mental and emotional and creative conformity. Sameness.

As if this is a longed-for destination.

But, so? If this is the apex of collective invention to this point, it will only last so long, before it rots away. Before the whole notion of the collective is seen for what it is: a secret society of fear.

The individual has yet to stand to his full height. But he can. And I believe he will.

Until that day, I salute what you are, in your core, as I salute what I am, in mine.

Jon Rappoport

Magic never dies

Oct16

Magic never dies

by Jon Rappoport

October 16, 2015

(To read about Jon’s mega-collection, Exit From The Matrix, click here.)

“Imagination can produce a level of well-being that is bulletproof, in the sense that, no matter what happens in life, there is a back-up, there is something that can be created beyond the current crisis…” (The Magician Awakes, Jon Rappoport)

“When I use the word ‘magic’, I mean everything that can spring from imagination. Not the silly little things. The big things. The launching of entirely new realities that outdistance what this society is producing. And setting a limit on what the individual can imagine and create, and how far he can go, is very much like promoting the idea that every human is ill and should be a medical patient all his life. It’s sheer propaganda that seeks the lowest common denominator, as a sales gimmick. Except in the case of imagination, we’re talking about the future of civilization and human life on the planet—whether it rises or falls, whether the population finally accepts the notion that every person is a victim and there is no way out…” (Notes on Exit From The Matrix, Jon Rappoport)

In the human psyche, from the moment a newborn baby emerges into the light of day, he/she has a desire for magic.

We are told this is an early fetish that fades away as the experience of the world sets in. As maturity evolves. As practical reality is better understood.

In most areas of psychology, sensible adjustment to practical reality is a great prize to be won by the patient. It marks the passage from child to adult. It is hailed as a therapeutic triumph.

In truth, the desire for magic never goes away, and the longer it is buried, the greater the price a person pays.

A vaccine against a disease can mask the visible signs of that disease, but under the surface, the immune system may be carrying on a low-level chronic war against toxic elements of the vaccine. And the effects of the war can manifest in odd forms.

So it is with an inoculation of reality aimed at suppressing magic.

One of the byproducts of the “reality shot” is depression.

The person feels cut off from the very feeling and urge he once considered a hallmark of life. Therefore, chronic sadness. Of course, one explains that sadness in a variety of ways, none of which gets to the heart of the matter.

It is assumed that so-called primitive cultures placed magic front and center simply because “they couldn’t do better.” They didn’t have science, and they couldn’t formulate a “true and rational” religion with a church and monks and collection plate and a European choir and an array of pedophiles.

Historically, the impulse for magic had to be defamed and reduced and discredited. Why? Obviously, because the Westerners who were poking through ancient cultures had already discredited magic in themselves—they had put it on a dusty shelf in a room in a cellar beyond the reach of their own memory. But they couldn’t leave it alone. They had to keep worrying it, scratching it, and so they journeyed thousands of miles to find it somewhere else—and then they scoffed at it and tried to crush it.

And we wonder why, under the banner of organized religion, there has been so much killing. At a deep level, the adherents know they’ve sold their souls and they’re depressed, angry, resentful, remorseful, and they want to assuage and expiate their guilt through violence.

But the urge for magic is forever.

And yet the charade goes on. While paying homage and lip service to ordinary practical reality seasoned with a bit of fairy-tale organized religion, people actually want to change reality, they want to reveal their latent power, they want to create realities that, by conventional standards, are deemed impossible.

They want to find and use their own magic.

In our modern culture, we’re taught that everything is learned as a system. That, you could say, is the underlying assumption of education. It has far-reaching consequences. It leads to the systematizing of the mind. The mind is shaped to accommodate this premise.

“If I want to know something, I have to learn it. Somebody has to teach it to me. They will teach it as a system. I will learn the system. I will elevate the very notion of systems. Everything will be a system.”

In the long run, that gets you a lump of coal in a sock, a spiritual cardboard box to live in.

The intellectual enrolls at Harvard, he studies anthropology for six years, he flies to a jungle in South America, he digs up remnants of a lost culture, he infers they performed arcane ceremonies six times a week, he writes monographs—and he concludes they were a very picturesque society with fascinating customs and totems, and their brand of magic can best be understood as an inevitable consequence of their matriarchal organization, which itself was an accommodation to rainfall levels.

Back home, the anthropologist takes two Paxil and goes off to teach a class on the meaning of ancient eyebrow trimming in Tierra del Fuego.

Systems are wonderful things. They produce results. They take us into technological triumphs. They help us become more rational. But when they are overdone, when the mind itself becomes shaped like a system, it reaches a dead-end. Then the mind works against the unquenchable desire for magic. Then society is organized as a tighter and tighter system and turns into a madhouse.

And then people say, “Maybe machines can actually think and choose and decide. Maybe machines are alive. What would happen if we grafted computers on to our brains? It might be wonderful.”

People move in this direction after their own minds have been shaped, like putty, into systems. They don’t see much difference between themselves and machines.

The desire for magic in every individual is squelched. So the first order of business is the restoration of imagination, from which all magic flows. Imagination is sitting there, always ready, waiting.

Imagination is saying, “The mind has been shaped into a system? I can undo that. I can liberate the mind and make it into an adventurous vessel. I can provide untold amounts of new energy.”

Life is waiting for imagination to revolutionize it down to its core.

Since imagination is a wild card that technocrats can’t absorb in their systems, they pretend it a faculty produced by the action of atoms in the brain. They pretend it is a delusion that can be explained by demonstrating, for example, that a machine can turn out paintings. Or poems.

“You see? We don’t need humans to make art. Computers can do just as well. Imagination isn’t mysterious at all.”

Technocracy and transhumanism flow from the concept that the human being is just another machine. And any machine can be made to operate more efficiently.

Meanwhile, imagination waits. It never vanishes. It stands by, just in case an individual decides to live a life that overflows with creative power.

If my work in this area has any organized precedent, it is ancient Tibet where, 1500 years ago, before the priests took over with their interminable spiritual baggage of ritual, practitioners engaged in exercises that engaged imagination to the hilt.

This was not about ultimate worship. This was not about some deep substrate in the Universe that one could plug into, to guide his actions and thought. It was about liberating the individual from all systems. It was about endless creation.

The first teachers of this Way came from India, where they had been pushed out of the academies of orthodox religious instruction. They were rebels. They had offloaded the metaphysical labyrinths of control. They were, in a sense, artists. Artists of reality.

They were brilliant riverboat gamblers, and in Tibet, for a time, they found a home.

They found students who, as now, were tired of the preaching designed to make humans into sophisticated mind-machines.

These people wanted more. They wanted to awaken their own imaginations and exceed the illusory boundaries of one space and one time.

They wanted magic.

Despite every cynical ploy, that desire is still alive.

Jon Rappoport

The Matt Drudge/Alex Jones interview: the future of America

Oct7

by Jon Rappoport

October 7, 2015

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Yesterday, Matt Drudge showed up unannounced on the Alex Jones show and provoked a stunning conversation about the future of America.

Drudge: “Make your own playground. You’ve made your own playground [Alex]. This [infowars] is a figment of your own imagination. And the Drudge report is mine.”

Drudge: “It is a very simple thesis: you are what you dream you are and become…”

Drudge: “The Internet allows you to make your own dynamic, your own universe. Why are [people] gravitating toward somebody else’s universe?”

Alex: “…If we start creating our own maps, our own world, our own vision, then there’s no way for these cultural tyrants to program us…”

I strongly suggest you listen to the whole interview.

It is a call for more authentic, independent, shove-in-all-the-chips imaginative voices in this country. Many more.

If tempted to carp at and pit one alternative voice against another, instead step out from the shadows. Find the highest, deepest, widest version of your own voice and make it heard and known.

This country has been paved over by sameness; corporate gibberish and seamless lying as massive group-think. That’s their playground.

Invent yours.

The habit of seeing sameness tends to create adding to sameness. This is destructive in the extreme.

What would your deepest vision be if you looked for it at 3am when all the noise of the day was gone, into the aether? What would you stand for, against all odds? What excuses do you need to brush aside, like dust, in order to emerge from the shadows? What makes you not the same, but different?

Sameness has been killing this country for a long time. It is planned. And then it is accepted. We are not all in this together—because what “we” is this, and what “together” is this? The salesmen of togetherness are nothing but operators, as they have been since the dawn of history.

It is not a lack of unity that is killing this country. It is a lack of difference.

It is a lack of acute, intelligent, no-holds-barred, balls-to-the-wall, wildly imaginative difference.

People can’t even recognize that an individual, standing on his own legs, would naturally have unique and drastically different ideas from the norm and the average. Sometimes a great notion.

It’s far more likely, in this day and age, that such an individual would be viewed as having a mental disorder.

Elites rule by engendering sameness. That is their sacred mission, and with good reason. If tomorrow, suddenly, five thousand new and separate individual voices showed up, each with the relentless power of a blazing nova, each different, each in its own way challenging the mirage of group-think, there would be hell to pay. And the elite corporate/government forces would pay it. In cash.

The central illusion of the great egg would crack and fall.

Do not fear it.

If anything connects us on a genuine level, it is our difference, and the ability, despite every reason not to exercise it, to see those differences and distinctions and plumb them to the bottom.

Differences? I’m not talking about variations of mindless thuggery or incoherent shouts or random attacks or the scuzzbucket sentimental slop of “tolerance and diversity.” I’m talking about individual minds and souls engaged in launching their long-buried walled-off dreams.

When you exit the devastated landscape of sameness, look around, and find those unique voices, you are receiving a signal to reestablish your own.

You can ignore the signal and flee from the new playing field and execute a re-entry into the old varnished flatland; or you can make your stand.

(To read about Jon’s mega-collection, Exit From The Matrix, click here.)

If you do make it, you’ll experience a savage joy that is precisely what the official thought-surgeons of our time want to excise—calling it disease, calling it privilege, calling it inhuman, calling it whatever they need to, in order to wipe it from the human record on this world.

Not letting this mind-surgery happen is not merely a matter of “joining together to resist it,” because what this country needs is the opposite of the automatic reflexive action of joining.

It needs what happens when the automatic reflex of the android is washed away and the individual spirit behind it makes its presence known.

Finally.

Jon Rappoport

What is Matrix?

Oct7

What is Matrix?

by Jon Rappoport

October 7, 2015

(To read about Jon’s mega-collection, The Matrix Revealed, click here.)

It’s hard to know what a lock is unless you know what a key is, and how they fit together.

In this case, we can pile up many words to describe the lock: the mass of unceasing propaganda that bombards the population; global elites who fully intend to manage the planet as one integrated entity; the assault of toxic medical drugs and environmental chemicals on the human neurological system; the intentionally vapid and indoctrinating educational apparatus; the money-invention structure of banks; the hidden rules governing who, now and in the future, will eat and who will starve, who will have water and who will go without, who will have money who will not.

And this is just the beginning of the list.

But the key that fits into the lock and brings about a deep acceptance of things as they are…what is that?

It is the human mind. A mind not only conditioned by external factors but programmed by the person himself. A mind that provokes an onrush of emotions that hold a person in place, unable to break out. A mind that fosters false but convincing beliefs about what exists and what doesn’t exist. A mind unprepared to view potential and dormant human capabilities that exceed the physical laws of space and time.

A mind that wants to insert itself into the lock and form a durable partnership with what everyone else assumes reality is.

A mind that wants to function within certain boundaries. A mind that embraces limiting illusions about the so-called human condition.

A mind that, in a significant sense, obsessively copies reality, mirrors reality, becomes “a twin of the physical world.”

The mind seeks The Other, and believes The Other is the “world as it is.”

In order for this strange dynamic to operate, the mind has to believe it is lost and needs to find itself.

The key that fits into the lock is a mind that is waiting at a cosmic train station for the express to arrive. And when it does, the mind climbs on board, as if it has done the deed so many times before. And it has.

This is an old pattern. This is the mind mistaking a labyrinth for the familiar physical world. So the mind enters a maze and becomes wrapped up in a mystery that never ends, while thinking it is home.

This is a form of hypnosis that introduces the mind to increasing levels of complexity, until, exhausted, it gives up the ghost—and wonders why the world, which was so full of hope and warmth and comfort, turned into something else.

So a life is lived. And then another life. And another.

And the mind becomes unable to understand, as the old Tibetans did, that, in a very significant sense, the universe is a product of mind.

The mind becomes unable to understand that actions of both creation and destruction are more than myths depicting ancient gods. These stories are metaphors for how the mind can become brilliantly aware of the alive space(s) beyond mere acceptance and submission and surrender.

At the center of all this stands the archetype of The Artist. I mean that in the broadest sense. The Artist brings new realities into being and casts others away. He builds and he tears down. He, like the ancient figure of Hermes, can view the utterly insane joke of erecting and embroidering billions of trappings that define the one space of “things as they are (and must be).”

The overwhelming majority of human beings believe they want that space above all others. They believe that largeness represents a personal danger and smallness confers security.

They believe in the lock, and they struggle to discover a way to insert themselves into it. Permanently. Forever.

And in order to believe this, they exercise the majestic ability to put themselves into a trance state.

Below these issues I am discussing here, far below, is society/civilization and its attendant conflicts and madness. Civilizations come and go, come and go. They purport to be the only show on Earth.

They are window dressing on Matrix.

Jon Rappoport

What is the leading edge of consciousness?

Oct6

What is the leading edge of consciousness?

by Jon Rappoport

October 6, 2015

(To read about Jon’s mega-collection, Exit From The Matrix, click here.)

Long ago, in another life as a student, the answer to that question was never clear to me, nor did I even consider the question, because I was busy trying to make sense of the history of Western philosophy.

But in the decade-long lead-up to authoring my three Matrix collections, the question became very important. It split into two parts:

Was the ultimate in consciousness something a person plugged into, like a cosmic lamp, a reality that was already sitting there, waiting to be discovered?

Or was it something a person invented?

The second alternative, of course, is not a popular position.

Herds and flocks and squads of people are on the move, searching for the cosmic lamp. Or they’re avidly plugging themselves into some familiar religion or spiritual system.

They’re looking for authoritative content, the way an archeologist looks for a lost city, or on a lesser level, the way a chef looks for the best recipe for gnocchi.

However, the primary fact about consciousness is that it is creative, and the next most important fact is that it isn’t really looking for answers that already exist.

Looking for answers which are already there is built on a misconception. (Refer back to the primary fact above.)

Consciousness imagines, creates, invents. It may delude itself into thinking that what it creates was already there, but that illusion can be seen through.

The “creative nature of everything” doesn’t mean there are limits on what can be created. It doesn’t mean there are hard and fast rules.

Most people are not up to contemplating the idea of consciously creating, much less spontaneously improvising, which involves a kind of merging with what they would create.

But for those who can grasp such an idea, the world and the universe aren’t any longer arbiters and rule makers and guides. They are inventions that are already here.

I’ll bring up a prescription I have offered before, one which some people find interesting and others find daunting.

Paint 200 paintings.

That’s all. Paint 200 paintings.

Several people I know have done this, and they report rather astonishing results.

The point is—and I’m not talking about prior training or talent or anything of that sort—if you embarked on this course, you would sooner or later arrive at a point where you have, so to speak, reached the edge of “everything you know.”

That’s an interesting place to be. All the work and the years you’ve put into forming a picture, a construct, a description of reality no longer hold water. You’ve “already painted all that,” and what sits beyond it is something different, something unknown, because you haven’t invented it yet.

You can’t fall back on slogans, maxims, principles, familiar ideas (no matter how true they may be). Nor can you “paint some ultimate higher enlightenment,” because you’ve already done that, too.

You’ve exhausted your storehouse.

Now you’re going to invent “something out of nothing.” You’re going to step off the cliff and fly.

This is when consciousness as essentially creative appears, walks in the door. This is when you walk through a different door.

According to all theories of knowledge, such a thing shouldn’t be able to happen. But it can. And it does.

In fact, your imagination has been waiting for it to happen for a long, long time.

At this point, what all the wisest people in the history of the world might suggest, in the way of what you should paint on the canvas or paper, means absolutely nothing.

You’re creating.

If you continue, you’ll discover that, as a side effect, many important questions you’ve asked and never answered for yourself, in the past, are now beginning to “answer themselves.”

Your position or point of view, vis-à-vis reality, is changing.

Of course, most people will never get this far. They will invoke a string of opt-out excuses that, laid end to end, would circle the globe. So be it.

All I can say is, I got that far, in the summer of 1962, and my life has never been the same since.

I began to paint “things” I had previously glimpsed in a vague way, things I felt were important, but inexpressible.

Then, there they were, on canvas.

I journeyed out past “everything I knew,” and I found the greatest adventures of my life. And I discovered, first hand, that consciousness is creative, endlessly so, and the “ultimate content of existence” other people offer us are just minor blips on the radar.

Artists create worlds and universes. Therefore, the idea that “The Universe” is somehow our greatest guide and mentor and gift-giver is a joke of the highest magnitude…

Jon Rappoport

What you’re supposed to think vs. what you think

Oct4

What you’re supposed to think vs. what you think

by Jon Rappoport

October 4, 2015

(To read about Jon’s mega-collection, Exit From The Matrix, click here.)

I could trace my 30 years of investigative reporting as one long project emanating from what people are supposed to think.

What they’re supposed to think about nuclear weapons, pesticides, medical drugs, vaccines, presidential elections, major media, the CIA, US foreign policy, mega-corporations, brain research, collectivism, surveillance, psychiatry, immigration…

In each case, there are a set of messages broadcast to the population. These messages are projected to replace what people would think on their own, if left to their own devices.

And in many cases, these messages have the same underlying theme: feel unlimited sympathy.

Feel unlimited sympathy or else.

In the area of immigration, for example, people are supposed to welcome endless numbers of refugees to their shores and cities and towns.

If they don’t put out the welcome sign, they’re evil, they’re cold, they’re “capitalists,” they’re unloving, they’re cruel, inhumane.

They’re immune to proper feelings of guilt and shame.

There is also an interesting guilty “we” attached to the issue. “We” invaded other countries, “we” bombed populations, imposed devastating economic sanctions, launched corporate takeovers—and therefore “we” should now open our doors to these refugees.

The government didn’t do these things. The State didn’t do these things. “We” did.

“We” is a very, very popular collectivist concept. It assigns massive guilt, while somehow exonerating the political leaders of the collective.

“We” is a great cheese glob that envelops all of us. “We” is a metaphysical construct that replaces “I.” There is no “I.”

Therefore, what some “deluded individual” might think and decide and determine on his own—which could very well run counter to the “we”—is irrelevant.

When it’s time to undertake wars on a grand scale, there is a George Bush who announces what the “we” wants. And when it’s time for the guilt and the sympathy and the bleeding heart, there is an Obama who announces what the “we” wants.

In general, the “we” is there to convince the individual that he is useless and powerless against the advancing cheese glob. He need not bother thinking what he really thinks, because it would make zero difference. Much better to become part of the “huddled mass,” waiting for instructions on how best to serve humanity.

Logic, rational consideration, the ability to analyze a line of thought and find flaws and gaps and deceptions? An outmoded concept that doesn’t apply to the “we.”

You see, the “we” is something quite different. It proceeds by a) committed aggression or b) endless sympathy, depending on what is called for by our leaders.

It moves like inexorable lava slowly leaking away from a volcano. The glob.

It needs no individual intelligence. Making distinctions is unnecessary.

And, one thinks, perhaps the solution to this wretched state of affairs is finding a different “we” to belong to. That will solve the whole problem.

But the underlying solution, as formidable as it may seem, is: dismantle the whole “we.” Expose it for what it is. And reinstate the individual and what he does think, as opposed to what he should think.

The cheese glob, the lava glob, the advancing fungus is the false construct. It was put there and massaged and stimulated to engage the individual and make him think he was excessively “privileged.” He was an outsider who couldn’t see the need and the joy of “belonging.”

He was behaving like a criminal, even a terrorist. He was detracting from the power and the warmth and the humanity of the collective hearth.

What most people take to be Reality is actually invented for the “we.”

And to take all this a step further, Reality is meant to distract the individual from discovering the depth of his own power, which is to say, creative power.

Every organized religion, every State, every so-called spiritual system and philosophy is built to derail the individual in this way.

After all, Reality points to itself. Reality says, “Look at this. Look at me. Understand me. This is what you need to focus on. This is all there is.”

And so it seems the main attribute of the individual is “perceiving what is.” Perceiving Reality.

However, detaching one’s self from that prescription reveals another opportunity, vast in its possibilities:

The ability to analyze the “we” and its many messages and discover what they are and how they are designed—and the capacity to imagine and invent new independent realities without end.

The scope and range of what the individual can do, in this regard, is limited only by: what he can imagine.

The psyop of all psyops seeks to bury this fact.

Jon Rappoport

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