Glitches in the Matrix

[ponzi nemesis]

In another thread (http://www.davidicke.com/forum/showthread.php?t=145369) ladybird happened to type the following:

You know, ponzi nemesis, this matrix is so bizarre and becoming increasingly absurd at the moment that I can only bear it with a good sense of sarcasm and by laughing the lunatics down.

This resonated with me. I wanted to comment on it in detail but decided it was too 'off topic' so I decided to start a new thread; here we are :) I'll start with a story that hopefully will give you some kind of idea what I am thinking of here. A year ago or so I was living in Cambodia. There was quite a lot strange about the circumstances I was in and I won't go into all the details, but one morning I found myself in a situation where I realised I was being scammed by two people, one of whom was a lover. It was all rather intense and I felt hurt.

Bar a couple of instances of fainting, both times when stressed, which technically could be 'petit mal' seizures, I have never been epileptic. However in this stressful, intense situation I found myself having a 'grand mal' seizure. I went through all the symptoms. My body went completely rigid and I collapsed on the floor. The other two people seemed concerned and they managed to lift me up onto the bed. I then started shaking violently, but while I was shaking I realised that I was laughing out of control, in parallel with what, until then, had been, or at least seemed, completely involuntary. I was aware that I was faking it, that it was a kind of practical joke on the two of them to get my own back.

I have no idea what would have happened if I had decided to stop, and just snap out of it. However that didn't arise; I was laughing so much because I was genuinely enjoying the practical joke. At the same time I was going through the motions of a genuine seizure and having the biggest laugh I'd had for ages. The awareness continued right through without any loss of consciousness. It was morning, I hadn't drunk anything, smoked anything or taken any drugs.

The way I see it we are all simultaneously 'victims' of life, so to speak, and 'jokers', playing around, including, most of the time with ourselves. It was as though I was only allowed to be aware of this while I was 'out of control' with the seizure, so I wasn't in a position to 'spoil' the joke, if you see what I mean. Not, as I mentioned above, that I felt any desire too.

Now think about how this might apply to, say, Tony Blair. Imagine if on one level he really thought all his decisions were good ones, doing the right thing, etcetera, but on another he is just taking the piss, joking around. On that 'joker' level he knows none of this is real, that it's just a game, so it doesn't matter if people get bombed or whatever, they just 'pop out' of whatever this is and go 'wow, what a trip!' or similar :)

I could waffle on like this for ages but first, does anyone else relate to this or have any similar experiences?

[passing]

I do have similar experience, actually, but I go catatonic instead of hysterical.
There's an element of playing a practical joke, as you said, but only after a genuine lapse into being physically asleep.

As for Tony Blair, I don't think he's a joker, but he must have some 'side' which doesn't agree with the facade.

[cosmicstardust]

Interesting post. I watched Tony Blair over his years in office and he seemed to morph as time went on. He always had a slighly asymmetrical face anyway but in latter years it was as if the two sides of his face belonged to two entirely different people. Seriously. Take a photo of him just before he left Govt, cover up one side of his face then compare. Truly two faced. Just an observation....

[sabbathcrazy]

So aids is a joke?

[ponzi nemesis]

So aids is a joke?

I have spent a lot of time looking into 'HIV'/'AIDS' and have concluded, with a high degree of confidence, that there is no evidence for the existence of an exogenous retrovirus causing immune deficiency in human beings. Forgive the scientific language but it is important to be precise given how violently many people react when this paradigm is challenged.

I am less certain why the currently promoted fiction of a sexually transmitted virus that will almost certainly kill you, for which there is no cure but only the possibility of extending your life with expensive, highly toxic drugs has developed and still persists after what is now over a quarter of a century of this idea first being proposed. It could be cock-up or it could be conspiracy. If you want to look into the details I provided a number of useful links in a thread I started called Where is the evidence for 'HIV'/'AIDS'? (http://www.davidicke.com/forum/showthread.php?t=146599)

In the context of this thread and your question I suppose one explanation is that on the collective subconscious level we all know that nothing really matters and therefore, getting bored with the idea that all sexually transmittable diseases had become easily curable we decided to play a practical joke on ourselves and invent this nasty little number.

Perhaps the idea is that, once we've all seen through it we'll have some wild parties and really enjoy life again for a while. It's a bit of a stretch however. The human misery that's been rolled out across Africa in the name of this nonsense doesn't seem very funny to me. However, if it turns out that when we 'die' we realise that it was all a game or whatever, perhaps it'll seem different.

Scrabbling around in poverty in Africa probably isn't much fun. So perhaps we're glad to escape it. I don't honestly know. Somehow I can hypothesize about these things but still, most of the time, feel driven to be part of the process of 'waking people up' to the truth that all the fear and poisonous drugs associated with 'HIV'/'AIDS' are unnecessary.

Perhaps the apparent motivation is to end all the suffering but on another level I am just fulfilling my role as one of the many running around at this late stage of the 'game' acting to wake people up much more literally. When I am dreaming in the everyday sense of the word I often observe that, shortly before I wake up, I start to realise that the dream is absurd in some way that allows me to realise it is not real.

So, maybe that is why so much is so surreal at this time. We are realising that this world we live in is too absurd to be anything but some kind of hallucination, some kind of dream where we are all shadows of our real self, perhaps some higher-dimension being dreaming, whether as part of a periodic sleep cycle or perhaps in the womb or between lives.

I expect we'll find out eventually :)

[busa]

The matrix is slipping.
The forced reality is starting to break down !
The grand deception is failing :cool:

Good ! :) I`m sick of living the lie.

See it slipping all the time in ways that make you stop dead and just think about what you have just seen.

[busa]

Its great seeing the Elite / NWO coming out of the closet so we can all see the conspiracy theories turn fact.

We watch daily with wonder !! Its the start of the change.

You couldnt have wished for a better time to be alive in the last few thousand years. We will see more than anyone in our past ! Its so exciting :)

[nirvanix]

In another thread (http://www.davidicke.com/forum/showthread.php?t=145369) ladybird happened to type the following:



This resonated with me. I wanted to comment on it in detail but decided it was too 'off topic' so I decided to start a new thread; here we are :) I'll start with a story that hopefully will give you some kind of idea what I am thinking of here. A year ago or so I was living in Cambodia. There was quite a lot strange about the circumstances I was in and I won't go into all the details, but one morning I found myself in a situation where I realised I was being scammed by two people, one of whom was a lover. It was all rather intense and I felt hurt.

Bar a couple of instances of fainting, both times when stressed, which technically could be 'petit mal' seizures, I have never been epileptic. However in this stressful, intense situation I found myself having a 'grand mal' seizure. I went through all the symptoms. My body went completely rigid and I collapsed on the floor. The other two people seemed concerned and they managed to lift me up onto the bed. I then started shaking violently, but while I was shaking I realised that I was laughing out of control, in parallel with what, until then, had been, or at least seemed, completely involuntary. I was aware that I was faking it, that it was a kind of practical joke on the two of them to get my own back.

I have no idea what would have happened if I had decided to stop, and just snap out of it. However that didn't arise; I was laughing so much because I was genuinely enjoying the practical joke. At the same time I was going through the motions of a genuine seizure and having the biggest laugh I'd had for ages. The awareness continued right through without any loss of consciousness. It was morning, I hadn't drunk anything, smoked anything or taken any drugs.

The way I see it we are all simultaneously 'victims' of life, so to speak, and 'jokers', playing around, including, most of the time with ourselves. It was as though I was only allowed to be aware of this while I was 'out of control' with the seizure, so I wasn't in a position to 'spoil' the joke, if you see what I mean. Not, as I mentioned above, that I felt any desire too.

Now think about how this might apply to, say, Tony Blair. Imagine if on one level he really thought all his decisions were good ones, doing the right thing, etcetera, but on another he is just taking the piss, joking around. On that 'joker' level he knows none of this is real, that it's just a game, so it doesn't matter if people get bombed or whatever, they just 'pop out' of whatever this is and go 'wow, what a trip!' or similar :)

I could waffle on like this for ages but first, does anyne else relate to this or have any similar experiences?

This physical existence is like a simulator to me. Like they have for pilots. Nevertheless, I don't think you can go around doing evil and then just think that it was for a joke. You may have to act out the consequences of these actions later on. Also, I think conciously doing bad affects your soul development.

Tony Blair could possibly have fragmented his personality to deal with the internal conflict arising from his behaviour.

[paigetheoracle]

Yes, life is a joke really and death is the punchline. People die because they don't want to go on but materialists mistake effects/ symptoms for causes. It's not the facts at fault but our interpretation of them.

Think also of 'reasonable' people, who assume that the reason psychics can pinpoint bodies is that logically they killed them, so know where they are. This is the problem with the world - the dual interpretation of reality (Materialist/Spiritual).