Reclamation

The current opportunity we find ourselves faced with is the chance to
reclaim that which is true from amidst the vast wasteland of that which
has hitherto been claimed as true in falsehood. All of it – all the
rubbish and the refuse of centuries that has weighed us down. If not now,
when? Is there really going to be some better time, or a better
opportunity somewhere down the line to reclaim who we truly are
from amongst the ashes?

You might sense that there is a kind of timer within you. Perhaps you
sense that you are nearing the end of a great cycle that can no longer
be sustained. Or, you may simply feel saturated with the mental and
emotional litter of the world and know intuitively that this dimension
in its present perceived state has taken you about as far as it can
take anyone.

No one is winning any ideological wars, and even those
who seemed to have were either usurped or soon may be. Where does it end?
Are you still awaiting an external conclusion that would end this charade?
Maybe the timer is already going off for you, and the very real sense
that there must be something meaningful beyond all of this cyclical,
fleeting and ultimately dissatisfactory realm is making itself known
to you at very visceral level. The arising of inner questions such as
‘what is the point?’ Or ‘where is all of this leading to?’ are such
markers of reaching a phase in which you signal your readiness for
change to the universe.

This change is reclamation.

It is far less important to apply some kind of conceptual overlay or
philosophical modelling to your existence than it is to broach some
very serious inner questions.

So why has everything we have tried, personally and collectively,
yielded such unimpressive results? How can it be that our human
endeavours have put men on the moon and robotic rovers on far distant
planets, but we haven’t solved simple problems of basic human suffering?
Why do we still drive ourselves and each other to death and madness
in the name of a quick buck, or a belief system? How is it that instead
of having a clear understanding of who we are, we reinvent all of
these absurd modalities of self-identification over and over again?

Me, the one who adheres to this political system. Me, the one who
has been shaped by my circumstances into a victor (or a victim). Me,
the one who got it all right, me, the one who got it all wrong. Me,
the one who has just the right answers at the right time. Me, the one
who has mastered the ability to reason with myself and others. Have
you entertained the possibility that this is all just a story, mere
narrative pressed into the service of self-torture or as an exercise
of egoic masturbation? The conquests, the victories, the shortcomings,
the failures.

What if the reason your world looks like trash is
because you thought white was black and black was white?

Do the people who love you give you something you don’t have? Do the
people who dislike you threaten to take something from you that is real?
Are you caught in ‘your’ story? If the story belongs to someone,
who is this one to whom the story belongs? Are you a character in your
own personal movie, novel or fairy tale?

These questions are all very worth your time, particularly if you don’t
have any clarity around what is real. The test for whether you don’t
have a clear understanding of what is real is already known to you – it
is whether you are still actively searching for something. Really, anything. Material, spiritual, intellectual – it makes no difference. It is the religion of ‘the next big thing’, that which is always coming, but never arrives.

This is goal-driven, seeking behaviour, even if you never go outside of yourself (introverted ‘spiritual’ types are some of the most notorious and imperturbable seekers). If you are, that implies forward momentum into the world, an attempt to manipulate it toward your own ends. The whole project of ego has been an expeditionary foray into the false, with the hope of bringing back something that so glitters that it will make us gods.

Alright, so what has been tried before? What hasn’t?

What has been tried before is: everything under the Sun. Don’t you think
if there was some miraculous solution that would save us one person in
history would have somehow found it and made it work? Remember those
people who were so certain they had the answer that they gave every atom
of their entire life in service to it, and it even changed whole countries,
political systems, saved some people killed others? Even that level
of extreme devotion must meet death, because it is up against the
universe itself.

So what exactly is it that hasn’t been tried that would
terminate our restless seeking? Is the answer to that collective or
personal? Both? We also know that simply giving up in frustrated cynicism
isn’t the solution either, because how often has that been tried to no
effect?

People don’t see just how simple and straightforward it is to let go of
all of this. People fail to see how such a simple factor as their agreement
could command such a range of effects. Stories within stories of
victimhood and blame, resentment, judgment. These are all chains we
happily wear while we pace around our cages. We are so eagerly invested
in this crap that we even volunteer to check that what is keeping us
caged and chained is in good working order. The locks are well oiled,
the bars are secure so that no one will be making it in or out. We make
for very well-behaved and cooperative animals in a very bad zoo.
Even the rebels and dissidents are all a welcome part of this infernal
machine, because every role contributes something by way of rendering
the meaning of a collective narrative, from the saints and sages to
the corporate elite.

If it was all doom and gloom, we likely would have come out of the
collective illusion by now. The difficulty is that we have found ourselves
in a set of conditions in which our restraints and limitations are the known
and familiar, and as uncomfortable and restrictive as they may sometimes
be, they provide us with a miserable sense of comfort, security and
reassurance. In other words, the comforts of the known offer protection
against the presumed horrors of the unknown.

Being fitted with collar and chain, being broken is the perennial solution the world offers against that which is claimed to be evil in advance of any serious inquiry.

Let’s go back to what hasn’t been tried before. The thing that hasn’t
been tried before is the thing you probably haven’t ever even thought
about attempting. Stopping. Seeing what is actually here contrasted
with what the world has offered you as temptation to keep up a mindless
forward momentum. Have you tried stopping for one real moment? Does
your body know what it feels like to do anything other than run toward
the next day, the next moment, the next imaginary milestone? You’ve
actually been so afraid of even looking at it that you built an
entire human lifetime, including the complex structures of a human
personality to avoid facing it.

Don’t settle for being comfortable in the familiar. It isn’t what you think
it is! Don’t settle for being reassured, for having security. Remember this
is what has been tried before, this is the old reliable that keeps
spouting more and more crap year after year. The world has offered
you a phoney promise of comfort to secure your tacit agreement to not
look, to not go snooping behind the curtain. Comfortable is
self-reinforcing. This is the same phenomenological expression in effect as
nepotism or cronyism – keeping the devil you know in power to
guarantee more of the same.

In a very real sense, to discover that which is new to you means to
effectively guarantee that you will be shaken, disturbed – maybe even
wiped out.

If you are utterly fed up with the bullshit of this world, and you
will know it, you will arrive at a sense of determination which,
if you touch upon it, will provide you with the tenacity and wherewithal
to push beyond the known limitations of comfort and security in each
new moment. You will know what that entails when you need to know,
because you will be fed from the source of that from which all truth
springs.

Dissatisfaction with the false feeds hunger for the truth. At some point,
more variegated or refined falsity will cease to appease you. How
many times can you be lied to before you are willing to question where
your allegiance should lie? How much bullshit (from yourself or others)
would you be willing to put up with in order to defend your tenuous stake
in the ground?

The name of this game is reclamation. Reclaiming the truth of who you
are from the tentacles of the false world in which it has so long been
wilfully trapped. What is at stake is your inner transformation, the
thing that has been waiting to happen for time immemorial.

What happens when the small things that used to bother you don’t do so
anymore? That notion may even provoke a fear response in you. But then
what about the big things? You might not even know who you are anymore,
or who you thought you could be. Your entire perceived world could
change, even turn inside out. That could actually be the psychological
end of your world as you know it. Does that sound frightening? Who or
what is it that is frightened? Is it you (as in the real you) or ‘you’
from the perspective of the configuration in which the way things were?

Could you concede that in the face of reality? Would you be prepared to
give up everything you thought you knew, including all of your arguments
and conclusions, weak or strong, in order to clear the table for truth?
The entirety of the known in your life up to now may be a casualty in the
process. Would that be so utterly terrible? How would you really, finally
know unless you let it happen? And I don’t mean as some single unchanging
conclusion, but as a life ongoing lived at the very edge of mystery?

Simon P Murphy is a Nelson-based esotericist and philosopher, and author of His Master’s Wretched Organ, a brilliant collection of weird fiction stories.

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Why Are Gang Members Platformed While VJM Publishing Is Cancelled?

Those who follow the NZ media scene may have noticed something unexpected: gang members getting platformed while VJM Publishing gets deplatformed. Why would murderers and rapists be given a voice in the mainstream media, while a non-criminal speaker of multiple languages with a postgraduate science degree is denied one? This essay explains.

Most consumers of media assume that the purpose of the mainstream media is to inform the masses. This is incorrect. This belief is naive, almost childish. The reality is that the purpose of the mainstream media is to shape public opinion. To that end, they platform people who help shape the desired narratives and they deplatform people who don’t.

Whose desired narratives? As explained in Clown World Chronicles, the current rulers of the world are known as globohomo, an alliance of international banking and finance interests (on the right) and globalist Commies and cultural Marxists (on the left). The globohomo alliance (a.k.a. the Globohomo Gayplex) wants the same thing as every other tyrannical, authoritarian ruler throughout history: submission.

This explains why gang members, like the Black Power boss pictured above, are platformed in the mainstream media.

As anyone familiar with gang members will know, they almost always prey on vulnerable people. This means the poor, the sick, the elderly or the young. Very seldom do they inconvenience middle-class people and never would they touch a member of the ruling class.

As such, gang members aren’t a threat to the people who own the mainstream media. To the contrary. Gang members spread fear and terror in the communities who would otherwise be most likely to come together to oppose Establishment oppression – the working classes and the disadvantaged. Those very same revolutionary elements that threaten tyrants everywhere are weakened by the presence of criminals.

As Ted Kaczynski said, “[the system] needs people who are docile and obedient and don’t make trouble.” The most effective way to create such a populace is fear. Gangs spread fear more effectively than almost anything, and that fear leads to paralysis in the face of authority. It’s a bitter pill to swallow, but it has to be accepted that gangs are a weapon of the Establishment, and they ultimately do the bidding of the Establishment.

VJM Publishing, by contrast, fights for the vulnerable. Our pages are full of essays and articles that champion the worker, the freethinker and the spiritual sacrament user. We openly state the very last thing things that the Establishment wants to be known: that consciousness survives the death of the physical body and that there’s nothing, fundamentally, to be afraid of.

This makes us an actual threat. The spiritual truths about the nature of reality are the most liberating things of all. Anyone who is truly aware of the immortality of the soul also understands that nothing that the Establishment can threaten us with in this life is truly terrible. Anyone who knows this can laugh off the fear-mongering propaganda that the mainstream media vomits out to keep us submissive.

The fact that we can back up our assertions with facts and evidence makes us a major threat. In fact, VJM Publishing articles are far more likely to reference actual scientific literature than any of the mainstream media. This is because VJM, having earned a postgraduate degree in psychology, actually understands the science, unlike the mainstream media presstitutes who just parrot whatever powerful people say.

Any intelligent and objective person would be more inclined to believe something VJM Publishing wrote than to believe something in the mainstream media. So the very presence of an outfit like VJM Publishing costs the Establishment millions of dollars per year through neutralising their propaganda.

As Josef Goebbels understood, even one single voice counter-signalling mainstream propaganda is enough to make people start asking questions. That’s why authoritarians all throughout history have made sure to control the narrative.

This is why TradeMe was hounded by far-left extremists into refusing to sell Clown World Chronicles on the grounds that it’s racist (while continuing to sell Mein Kampf). Clown World Chronicles is the most accurate criticism of the Western political Establishment ever written by a New Zealander, and that simply could not be permitted by that Establishment and their Antifa lackies.

In summary, gang members are platformed because they spread fear, mistrust, suspicion, hysteria and division, all of which serve the interests of those who own the mainstream media platforms. VJM Publishing’s message of good news, by contrast, directly opposes those interests. As such, we must remain underground while murderers and rapists are given centre stage.

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The Cosmic Penitentiary

My mother has a theory that this world is one gigantic prison, known as “The Pen”. This theory is based on the observation that most of the people walking the streets of the West look like the inmates of mental asylums. It’s apparent on first glance that there’s something seriously wrong with most people here – so what’s going on?

This essay will explain from an Elementalist perspective.

Many of us have found ourselves wondering how we got here. Of all the possible worlds that one might incarnate into, what did we do to deserve to incarnate into this one, full of violence, sickness, death and misery? It seems like a punishment to be born into a world where we inevitably die, and almost always in extreme pain.

The truth is that we’re all in The Cosmic Penitentiary, a.k.a. “The Pen”: a prison for criminal souls.

As above, so below: we got put in The Pen for the same reason that criminals in the human world get put in prison. In the human world, society decides that certain elements within it are injurious to the greater good, and so it expels them into quarantine zones that we call jails, prisons or penitentiaries. This is roughly analogous to how the human body expels excrement and urine.

In the cosmic world, elements that are injurious to the greater good are similarly expelled – into lower dimensions that serve as quarantine zones. In Elementalism, these dimensions are collectively known as the Hell Realms, as depicted in the theology of many different religions. This world is one of them.

If we do enough self-inquiry, and are fully honest with ourselves, we will agree that it’s perfectly fair that low-frequency fragments of consciousness are forced to incarnate among their own kind. Once this is accepted, it’s possible for true healing to begin; it’s possible to direct one’s life in such a manner that low frequencies are transmuted into higher ones.

A penitentiary is somewhere a person is sent to if they are too arrogant and need to learn some humility. Each of us have been forced to incarnate into The Pen on account of that our selfish behaviour in previous lives has disgusted God. The punishment for this is to die – that is to say, to experience the utter helplessness of dying and death, with a view to being inspired by this into spiritual reformation.

The beings in the higher dimensions, who we share the Great Fractal with, did not want to have low-frequency consciousnesses stinking up their otherwise pleasurable experience. This is entirely understandable. Public restaurants don’t allow people who haven’t showered for months to stink up the ambience, so why would beings in higher dimensions allow the spiritual equivalent?

We are forced to incarnate among our own kind, whether we like it or not.

In the same way that trashy people attract trashy people in this world, and in the same way that classy people attract classy people, trashy fragments of consciousness attract trashy areas of the Great Fractal, and classy fragments of consciousness attract classy areas of the Great Fractal. As per the Law of Assortative Reincarnation, every fragment of consciousness reincarnates in a world full of similar frequencies.

All of us have a relatively low frequency of consciousness as a result of crimes committed in previous lives. Some of us were murderers, others were rapists, robbers, liars, fraudsters. All of us were odious enough that the majority part of the Great Fractal does not want to be associated with us. But because of our pride we are unrepentant. As such, we have to be punished.

To punish a criminal consciousness, it isn’t enough to subject it to suffering. So the Hell Realms are not full of demons who were created specifically to torment their victims. It’s much simpler than that. The Hell Realms are populated by beings who create Hell around them through their own selfishness. And as such, they punish each other.

A being sentenced to The Pen, therefore, has behaved in such a selfish manner that the rest of reality has forced them to incarnate here, where they are surrounded by other selfish beings, and thereby learn that selfishness is antithetical to Godliness. This they learn from the suffering caused to them by the other beings, all a reflection of themselves.

Proof that this world is one of the Hell Realms comes from the fact that everything here must die, and that we must kill each other to live. Such a grisly reality makes clear to even the most incalcitrant fragment of consciousness that selfishness is against the Will of God. And if it doesn’t? You just reincarnate here again until you do figure it out.

A world in which one must die is a perfect ego shredder. Just as people are humbled within this lifetime by being put in prison, people are humbled between lifetimes by being put in The Pen.

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The Power Of Preconception

If you really want to understand where someone is coming from, why begin with a label? Isn’t that the final nail in the coffin of open-mindedness? Just what do we think it means being open-minded, or open-hearted?

If you are meeting someone for the first time and you have heard in advance that he or she has certain political or religious commitments that you are uncomfortable with, then in some way you make your mind up ahead of time – certainly if you give him one or more labels. Just watch for yourself how in advance of even meeting him you put him into a mental box.

“I would open myself to you more, but I learned that you are one of the types of people I tend to disagree with. You are easily confused, weak, gullible and deluded.” You would be surprised just how much of our mental content we can pack into our own personalised labels for other people. Just investigate them to find out. So he is this, or she is that – what does that mean to you? That is the important question.

Not what that means in regards to them, but what it means for you. What assumptions do you have pinned onto them? Does that ball fall within their court, or yours? Do they have to change, or is there something in you that needs to change?

There is a kind of litmus test for whether somebody is causing you suffering, specifically whether the trouble is coming from their end or whether the trouble is actually flaring up at your end. This is to ask whether the same thing you are having a problem with from them is also the exact same thing bothering everyone else.

The fact is, other people around may be being triggered by other things this person does or says that don’t bother you. What if you can’t stand their attitude, and someone else who talks to them has no problem with it? Maybe they have some friends or acquiantences who see the world similar to them, and those people aren’t put off at all by their attitudes or the way they talk.

Perhaps they even prefer to spend their time around this person than they do with you. Maybe you don’t help support their ideas, maybe you don’t laugh at their jokes. If there is even one other person who is not disturbed by this person in the same way that you are, this is proof that what is coming from them is not inherently problematic.

Perhaps the person who are having this difficulty with is your colleague at work, and you can’t stand hearing anything he has to say. What if his father speaks to him and wants to hear everything this person has to say because he loves his son? The father is not necessarily an enlightened being, he just has a completely different relationship with this person than you do. He sees this person a way that involves an entirely different set of circumstances.

Have you ever had the experience of seeing people meet, maybe exchanging a few sentences, then one of the people afterward confiding in you “I don’t like her, she’s a bitch”, or “that guy is such an arrogant idiot.” The complexity of a human being is packed into a minute reductive judgment, based upon our first impressions.

Now, I will concede that there are plenty of times where our first impressions of a person can indeed pass on a lot of valuable information about them. I’m not disputing this. What I want to discover is, what does our judgment actually, finally say about them? What does it say about you? Can they never change? Can you never change?

It is easy to go around looking at people through a lens of judgment. It is so easy that once we are taught to do it, we can easily keep doing it all the time, just like being taught to ride a bike. Why stop? This is how I do it, just the way I was taught! We may even conclude that we are benefitted by this conditioning we agreed to, that we are somehow one-up on the play. However, we are actually missing something in holding to this conditioning – we are missing reality. The stakes are that high.

If you think you know someone based on conclusions drawn from brief social interactions, or even ways they have behaved or spoken historically, then your perception is crippled and you are entirely missing what is real about them. Look at anyone through your filters and you will always be in error. You cannot hope to learn anything new in this way.

Do you know yourself? Because if you were truly acquainted with your own nature, you would never have cause to refine your superficial judgments about other people into some kind of lasting conclusion. Do you ever remember a time where you have heard someone else’s opinion about you and how you reacted to that? Do you remember how it felt to know that they couldn’t possibly have sufficient information to reach that conclusion about you?

If you know who you are, you know who they are. Conclusions inside us are a little like people living in the same city. They may live in the same place, but they don’t necessarily come into daily contact with each other. Perhaps these things inside you have never even met.

You can facilitate this kind of meeting by allowing stillness inside. Stop shaking, stop stirring. All of your activity is actually causing the great majority of the problems. You won’t arrive at an acceptable mental position or conclusion. You know that they are all inadequate, because how would somebody you know describe you?

You know who you are, and you know that the descriptions and conclusions don’t touch you. If they did, the depth of you would be describable to another person, but it isn’t, and never will be.

Not even close – words do not do us justice. If someone describes me and says “he is melancholy” I know it is rubbish, because they have never seen how much joy is inside me. If someone describes me and says “he is such a good brother” I know that they haven’t seen the times where I have been deliberately cruel to my siblings. People don’t have the facts. Their judgments are operating within an extremely narrow band and on very limited data. It is simply bad science to say you know someone in any conclusive way.

Even the best way I can describe a person’s true nature as Being doesn’t really suffice. I can paint a picture with words, but that would be all it is. I could say that a soul or psyche is like a very deep ocean, and only the most superficial currents appear to other people. The lower parts are immeasurably deep and still, and most of who a person truly is resides there. This gives us a nice image, painted by words, but it doesn’t really do any person true justice as a description.

A painting of a sunrise is still just a painting of the sunrise. The painting can lose its hue, or be damaged in a flood. The sunrise can’t, because that is the real thing.

What exactly is the remedy to this nonsense? We invite a place of stillness within us. In this respect, I mean stillness as in refusing to move outward into judgment. Instead of stepping forward as is our habit, we step back. It is easy to just say “don’t judge people because it is bad” but that doesn’t really work, because people say that all the time and we still judge. A moral precept imposed upon you isn’t going to change anything because it is simply a command issued on presumed authority, it can’t be a catalyst for understanding.

The change we need to invite is not at a superficial level.

We aren’t looking to program ourselves with some new conditioning. Just try meeting a person with the notion that they aren’t who you say or think they are. They aren’t even who they say they or think they are! Why should your description of them be any more accurate than their own? Remember that these are only words spoken by them, and those words are prone to further distortion having to pass through your own mental filters. A person may take a very dim view of themselves, or a very optimistic view, or even a completely delusional view. So instead of meeting them on the level or their or our interpretations, what if we commit to meeting them on the level of reality?

I’m not saying that when we refrain from forming judgments that we are therefore seeing through perfectly clear windows. All I am suggesting is that it is fine to meet someone and not draw any conclusion about who they are. We can start to give ourselves a deeper permission to release the habit and burden of doing this because it really is our burden, because it is robbing us of authentic interaction with others. It does us an injustice as much as it does them.

We may even think we need to do all of this in response to some kind of moral imperative about going easy on other people, but that is really just more conditioned self-talk. It is really just as much us that we are releasing from suffering in this loosening of our grip on these judgments and preconceptions. We aren’t improved by them at all – we really do suffer because of them. Not only do we punish ourselves by pushing away authentic intimacy in meeting with others, but we also punish ourselves by way of agreeing that others’ judgments about us are as legitimate as our judgments about them.

It is a two-way deal.

We are conditioned to be so hard on ourselves that we rarely if ever stop and see how simple reflection and consideration of what is true might relieve our suffering in this life. Our ongoing task is to keep walking this path of discovery and see whether there is any inherent suffering to be found in this world.

Remember that, as the Buddha counsels, the mind is the forerunner of all things. If we experiment with this claim and adopt it as a heuristic, just how much suffering will we find inherent in this world, suffering that we ourselves are not causing? I invite you to find out. I hope you are as pleasantly surprised as others have been.

Simon P Murphy is a Nelson-based esotericist and philosopher, and author of His Master’s Wretched Organ, a brilliant collection of weird fiction stories.

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