Come on in, step right up, the freak show is about to begin and ALL are welcome! There’s something for everyone in the manufactured illusion, the wasteland of the surreal. Thrills, chills and glittering prizes, life, death, exaltation and suffering. Tickets please, tickets! That’ll be one soul. Ahh, come right in child, come and experience the cornucopia of insanity, the Earth game, the Carnival Outré.
Ideologies, I’ve got ideologies for sale; religious, political, social and more! Oh, I see you’re interested in statism; it comes complete with false patriotism and misdirected pride at no extra cost! That’ll be one mind kid! Here’s your flag; cloak yourself in the symbol of oppression! Don’t forget to throw flowers at your enslavers.
Yes, religion, a fine choice! Give away your power willingly to external authorities and keep your mind in servitude to the deity of your choosing. Suffer now for the promise of everlasting life. Condemn and kill your brothers and sisters in the name of the blood-drenched god.
Distractions! Distractions of every stripe; pop culture, entertainment, war, media and gladiator games. Revel in the madness! Embrace the decadence, bathe in the blood of your brethren and drug yourself into submission. All things are allowed in the Carnival Outré, the playground of the insane.
Politics! Politics! Many blood sucking creatures to choose from! Come one, come all, step up and choose your jailer.
The virtual reality game is ending; the inmates have taken over the asylum; see the grand finale in circus tent three; the extinction of man. Oil the gears of the machine with the blood of your children. Engulf yourself in the decadence. Witness the lunacy; the simulacrum of the carnival outré!
Deny the self, become one with the illusion. Stay asleep. Let your essence fuel the jamboree of deception. Immerse the senses. Believe in the lie. Cherish the degradation and wallow in the orgy of blood and destruction. Your belief that it’s real breathes life into the carnival outré’, the theater of the damned.
The more you allow the contorted ways of the circus to define who and what you think you are, the greater the prizes to satiate your senses. Do not ask too many questions as to the nature of the carnival; dissent will not be tolerated.
Let the spell weave itself around your consciousness, around your very essence. Let it define you, let it create you in its twisted image. Don’t be afraid now child; it’s only as real as you believe it to be. Ahh but so many do believe the circus is real; but it’s only a game set up to entrap your mind within its illusions. You can free yourself at any time.
You can turn the circus into a grand, harmonious paradise if you wish or you can accept it as it presents itself and enjoy the downward spiral into oblivion. Good luck convincing your brothers and sisters that this game is not real. Oh, we laugh and revel in your blindness; we feed on the suffering that we have encouraged you to perpetuate. Your blind belief in our contorted reality only makes us grow stronger; we the orchestraters of the Carnival outré, the masters of deception and imbalance. We will guide the game, socially, economically, politically and ideologically.
Entrance into the carnival requires that you forget. You must forget your connection to the all that is; you must forget who you are and from whence you came. You must forget that it is you who are the way-showers. You must take on an ego, and allow its veil to obscure the understanding of your true greatness, magnificence and divinity. You must not remember.
The alarm bell is ringing now as the final curtain falls. Will the play end as a tragedy? The thing you must never remember, is that it is entirely up to you. You can change this any time that you wish, but we discourage it and you will be met with pain, frustration and hardship if you attempt to alter the circus. We fear your power and abilities and we are ravenously jealous and envious of your infinite potential.
The carnival of the bizarre is an exquisite teaching machine; a program of learning but we prefer you only accept our gifts; the ones that cater to your baser instinctual desires and survival drives. We have many to choose from.
Watch as we divide the players against one another and corral them to the slaughter. Transcendence of this madhouse brings unmeasurable rewards but we are betting that you will not be able to. In fact, we are counting on it!
Ahh, you are a brave one! You have chosen entrance into the carnival outré. Come right in!
4 thoughts on “The Carnival Outré”
I just wanted to tell you that you were correct at the onset, — that we are indeed 1. There is a difference, as you know, between being 1, and a hive mind.
In the beginning there was IT, and IT had everything but consciousness, due to its homogeneity. IT decided to set out to get it. This desire automatically caused IT to subtly differentiate itself in multiple equal parts or Super Souls, which although almost identical to one another, were not quite totally so, as this act automatically bestowed upon each, some infinitesimal degree of difference. To that end, IT then begot a MACHINE/MATRIX. Each of these multiple Divine/Source “parts” (they are not divided, they are still part of THE amalgam), or SUPER SOULS, respectively introduced multitudinous VARIANT PROGRAMS, each program with an imprint/reflection/variant of themselves.
These different variants, of each of these Super Souls, compose a Universe. The programs that each of the Super Souls which were introduced into the machine/Matrix, intersect one another (for cross-pollination of knowledge, so as to increase the success of the variants representing them), but the programs of one of these Super Souls do not generally intersect one another — so that my other selves, each within their own universes, do not intersect with me, here on this universe/world, in which I dwell (although Science is saying differently).
The variants, each representing a Super Soul, who actually figure out the puzzle first, will be the elect — the ones which will be chosen to become merged onto the respective Super Souls, which had launched them (variants) as programs in the first place. This is because, these particular variants will be the ones with the most amount of consciousness, — the goal of the endevour to begin with. This one variant of that Super Soul, will be the one, out of a multitude of variants/possibilities/universes, that will get salvation, by becoming REAL, and thereby merged with its Super Soul. The others will face the Void.
So I represent part of Divinity and you represent another part of it. Hopefully both you and I, will be the variants, who will make it, by figuring the puzzle first, and therefore earning our salvation from the Matrix, and become eternal by becoming One with our individual respective Super Souls. In this way, we will have become REAL, but still a distinct part of the Total Divinity, in cooperation with all other individuated conscious correlated “parts”.
So the program is designed to be as obtuse, as dangerous, as difficult, as possible. The goal is a final product which is supremely and extraordinarily the best exemplar of consciousness. Since consciousness requires individuation, and as discernment is about being able to distinguish between the difference in phenomena, ones who are the best at getting through the maze of the matrix and “cross” the entirety of its path, to the “other side” — will be the Ones.
Now, although I have an issue with this personally, in order for all of this to be accomplished a lot of characters — entities without Super Soul representation (and thereby, without souls) had to be created. These do not have free-will and are programs/routines which cannot deviate from the code that created it. They can only exist in the Universe they were placed, and in no other. They have no connection with the Unitary Divinity. They are characters in a holodeck. I think you are a representative of a Super Soul. And very excellent one, by what I have ascertained thus far.
So you and I are part of 1. But we are differentiated parts, — unique consciousnesses.
Love,
One of the many parts in communion with you.
Oh, forgot to add that, this level of Matrix, is about consciousness (many other aspects of self are being tested as well, but this one, — the ability to see through illusion — is the primary one) — the testing of it.
The next Matrix to ascend to, and then graduate from, will be, mostly, about perfecting our capacity for Love/Cooperation/Harmony. So, even if we make it out of this one, we are far from done.
“The Way” is long indeed!
I had submitted quite a long comment before the above one, but somehow !!! it disappeared! And so, further, the comment right above this one, has lost its context.Sigh!
So, if the above one, passes moderation, and is acknowledged by the author of this superb site, I shall re-write the lost comment.