by Jon Rappoport
March 25, 2022
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Once upon a time, human beings lived in cultures where images were alive. What we now call superstitions were, to them, gods and demons and intermediary entities that transmitted or stole the juice and the energy and the power of life.
It’s nearly impossible to project ourselves back into such an environment and relive the burgeoning passions that infused experience—because a great shift has occurred.
The West entered, with anticipation, a temple where images were aligned with so-called rational faith.
This eventually precipitated a crisis. If you don’t have, or believe in, images that live and breathe and are intimately connected with life-force, how do you replace them? How do you avoid becoming pallid skeletons of science, whose productions never impart that same fire?
This crisis is reflected all around us every day.
We have become liberated, and in this liberation we are left with emptiness. On top of that, we have decided to assume that passions of the soul should be modulated, like elevator music, to somehow join with our advanced knowledge, in harmonic balance.
It’s no balance; it’s timidity, and this attitude makes us prey to an eerie tolerance of all opinion and custom and point of view and aspiration and stretched-out egalitarianism and crime. Giving no offense, under any circumstances, for any reason, is now the coin of the realm.
You might say, with accurate assessment, that these are qualities of the successful salesman. And that is what so many of us have become: ambassadors of the vague and desiccated pulse of our “rational culture.”
The message of this culture is the honed and blown-dry embrace of Anything. As if this was the message of Jesus and Buddha and Krishna and other teachers of our blurry past.
To counterbalance this bleached present, many of us are drawn into dark theaters to watch suburban humans turned into bloodsucking harpooned-tooth neck fetishists and genetic mistakes and hair-sprouting wolves and irradiated monsters or heroes.
It’s the instant-coffee version of ancient Dionysian adventure. And the accompanying depiction of gym-sex on the screen wouldn’t stir the interest of a mouse in a barn.
Was this why and for what we abandoned the mysteries of the epoch of magic?
For freckled children in a British academy laboring through a paranormal costume drama, tricked out with the accoutrement of grottoes and dark halls?
The crisis on our hands now is not one that is going to go away. It is not going to recede as magic once receded. Because there WAS a reason we liberated ourselves from the Middle Ages and even the Renaissance—a reason beyond technology—and until we find it and face it and deeply accept the new struggle, we are going to see this simulacrum-culture of ours make endless cartoons of itself in dried out oceans of concrete.
For what we need to do now, pharmaceuticals and brain research and genetic manipulation and cyber-affectation and instant global communication and worship (or desecration) of profit-making idols hold no answers.
Suppose what took us into the age of rationality was, in some way, connected to the realization that we were, all along, inventing our own demons and gods and demigods and entities of great life-force—and although that knowledge has been shoved into the background, while technology has soared, it is still with us, and it overshadows all our machines and their power.
Suppose this is the message: we are the majestic and wild creatures we built the temples to.
We are the makers; we are the architects of all the dreams—and not through some compensatory impulse, but because WE CREATE. That is our natural inclination and the source of our ecstasy.
Our societies and civilizations are arranged to make it seem as if imagination is a preposterous choice—when, in fact, that is what we are here for. That is what got us here.
Societies are actually in a satellite universe, and the prime universe is all imagination.
While, in the deep past, we sucked the marrow out of the bones of the gods we invented and thereby felt enormous passions, we knew there was a missing piece, and that piece was an abyss over which we were hanging. So we came all this way to find out that we authored the labyrinth. We built the paths that gave us joy and terror, and now we can consciously and spontaneously make new worlds without end. Not simply as engineers, but as artists.
That’s why we made the voyage.
And then pulled our punches.
This is no archaic revival. It’s now, today and tomorrow.
The universe is waiting for imagination to revolutionize it down to its core.
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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 29th 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.
Outside the Reality Machine 
“Sounds Strange”, images of modern day ghouls, bone dry life sucking, evil?
https://strangesounds.substack.com/p/collapse-is-just-in-front-of-us-are
“Once upon a time, human beings lived in cultures where images were alive. What we now call superstitions were, to them, gods and demons and intermediary entities that transmitted or stole the juice and the energy and the power of life.”
Governments and Corporations set out to commoditize Life and all its aspects. And They have pretty much succeeded in that endeavor. Turn Life into a THING, instead of recognizing Life as an energetic place of vitality and mystery.
And so, people began to see themselves as THINGS. Their relationships with others as THINGS. Their job and avocations as THINGS. Their children as THINGS. Everything in Life as a Thing. The exact opposite of what all these are. These are dynamic PROCESSES.
Native Cultures never lost sight of the mystery and energy of Life. They view everything as Relationship to a Living Entity of some kind or basic nature.
When People take the energy out of life, it can do no other than become DEAD. Lifeless. Passionless. Directionless.
That’s why so many people glom on to every virtue-signaling cause that comes around because They are trying to FEEL alive and with good purpose again. But that’s not the way to reclaim being Alive and Purposeful by being used by some cause engineered with agenda and being led by some pied-piper trying to game the System for their own benefit.
We are constantly swimming in a Sea of Energy. We can’t help it because Everything is energy. WE are energy.
Only We can turn ourselves into believing we are something dead. And only We can find our own way out of our own personal deep Dark Cave that we erected for ourselves as we denied the very Life Force that created and sustains us. The definition of true Madness is to turn Life into death.
When we do this… we have become our own Devil. And only we can become our own Savior.
I enjoyed reading this as if I was reading a piece from a great book. It makes you think. It takes your mind ‘Outside the Reality Machine’ while reading it. Have you considered writing a book about deep topics explored in this piece as well as your other work like The Magician Awakes? Just so people could still enjoy your art if, at some point in the future, the internet is no longer accessible or that the increasing censorship won’t allow people to access content that does not support, for lack of a better term, “mainstream reality”, anymore. Planting a seed in the minds of future generations about that art is not just something that can be learned in schools, because it’s part of what we are. It’s a force that’s already within us that needs to be explored and expressed from within, just like what you did with the boys who had a hard time learning math before you let them express their own energies through art. You have that kind of ability to teach or remind people about the importance of art 🙂
Reminds me of something I read in Brave New World, chapter 17…
[the Savage says…]
”
“But I like the inconveniences.”
We don’t,” said the Controller. “We prefer to do things comfortably.”
“But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.”
“In fact, said Mustapha Mond [the Controller], “you’re claiming the right to be unhappy.”
“All right then,” said the Savage defiantly, “I’m claiming the right to be unhappy.”
“Not to mention the right to grow old and ugly and impotent; the right to have syphilis and cancer; the right to have too little to eat; the right to be lousy; the right to live in constant apprehension of what my happen tomorrow; the right to catch typhoid; the right to be tortured by unspeakable pains of every kind.” There was a long silence.
“I claim them all,” said the Savage at last.
Mustapha Mond shrugged his shoulders. “You’re welcome,” he said.
”
Yes, they will try to take “the magic” from our lives. For most, they’ve already done it. As long as I can bang on a drum, light a candle, talk to myself, talk to my dog, listen to music loud, walk in chemtrail puddles, eat breakfast at 11pm, drink coffee, flirt with girls, and read, I’m good.
Also, reading stuff they don’t want me to read like the Nag Hammadi scriptures and wild and crazy science fiction like Philip K Dick, Harlan Ellison, Robert Heinlein, Greg Bear… OK even John “there’s no such thing as conspiracies” Shirley, William Gibson, Neil Stephenson etc etc…
Oh and not to mention some Great Writers like Dostoyevsky, Mailer, Pynchon, CS Lewis, Jon Rappoport…
I’m good.
Vote for Beth “the Savage” Dutton for POTUS.
sidebar…
Updated Psychiatric Manual Makes Grief, Racism, and Childhood “Mental Disorders” to be Treated with Drugs
“New additions to the DSM this month will reportedly include excessive grief, racism, and new guidelines for Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD), which will basically make childhood a mental disorder.”
https://medicalkidnap.com/2022/03/23/updated-psychiatric-manual-makes-grief-racism-and-childhood-mental-disorders-to-be-treated-with-drugs/
Also The Sunbird by Wilbur Smith 😉
Tucker,
I think Janet may be a living hummel.
I don’t know if that’s good or bad.
Sometimes they’re chipped.
I’m just sayin’.
I appreciate what comedians do. I think that is amazing. I find myself turn to them. But Im wondering something new. Through my observation of them, blended with Rappoports messages, I learn who I am.
On the genius of forethought,
of our transportation & energy secretaries.
Brought to you by:
Genius-Realist Mike Adams.
Check out his video clip.
It appears thus:
~ 10 electric cars, waiting in line, for a gas station electric charge.
Gas pumps sitting idle.
Average charge time for 100 miles…35 minutes.
IF, & only if, each car decides on a quick-charge, that 10th person in line will be waiting 6 hours.
It should be noted, that these charging stations have had to be helped with diesel generators to assist electricity production.
https://www.brighteon.com/6250d60f-ccb5-4e68-afdd-1f0f8ffeeceb
On the East Coast, a certain burger joint is known as white caskets, servin’ up murder burgers.
In the Midwest, they are referred to as sliders.
And they’re DELICIOUS !!!
I’ve sucked many down.
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Nice pitching, from the mound.