If you have read the previous posts from my discussions with ‘Z,’and really got them, internalized them, then you have just been initiated into the deepest mystery of all. I have been asked by skeptics why I believe Z’s version of the cosmic situation, a story which is similar to the Gnostics, and to what can be found piecemeal in the New and Old Testaments, to Kabbalah, and even the Vedic systems, and yet is slightly different from all of them. I have faith in his story because I am beginning to see it pop up everywhere, even in some of the most unlikely of places. This post endeavors to reveal how this mystery is hidden in nursery rhymes, fairy tales, song lyrics, popular books and movies; in short, once you have this key, you will find it EVERYWHERE. Because this is what is. This is Mother’s world. And she is repeatedly asking for help. This is what the Gnostics call the ‘corrections.’ But while Sophia wants this story known by all, her dark side Samael/Demiurge wants it hidden. And so we only find it in an obscured, obfuscated way, often inverted, twisted around, told in parables, riddles, told only to the initiated few. I say fuck all that, I am a de-occultist. Enough riddles, it’s time for all truth to be known plainly and clearly, by all who desire it, and who simply take the time to see it, to gather up the pieces, patiently, one by one.
“Since it is a perfect form that should ascend into the Pleroma, he [Christ] did not at all want to consent to the suffering, but he was detained…. by Limit, that is, by the syzygy, since her correction will not occur through anyone except her own Son, whose alone is the fullness of divinity. He willed within himself bodily to leave the powers and he descended.”
-The Nag Hammadi library, a Valentinian expostion.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall (Sophia, the Mother wasn’t sure about splitting herself into 169,000 souls; i.e. she was on the fence about it)
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall (in her unwillingness to follow procedure she fragmented into pieces, one of her alters becoming the Demiurge)
All the Kings horses and all the kings men,
Couldn’t put Humpty Dumpty back together again.
(The king is Christ, the crowned one, he is us, the 169,000 souled beings from Father. If we fail to help the Mother let go, then we too will become part of her fragmented reality forever: the eternal shattering, what in kabbalah is called the ‘shattering of the vessels.’ This nursery rhyme is thus a warning…)
Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To fetch a pail of water.
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
And Jill came tumbling after.
Jack with his crown is the Father, the broken crown alludes to his differentiation into the 169,000 souls, the Christed ones. Jill the Mother Sophia came tumbling after…hopefully this means she eventually followed suit and split into the remaining souls, but the rhyme is vague, her tumbling or fall doesn’t mention a splitting or breaking, like with Jack, perhaps she tries to remain One, to the detriment of all….
The itsy bitsy spider went up the waterspout.
Down came the rain and washed the spider out.
Out came the sunshine and dried up all the rain,
and the itsy bitsy spider climbed up the spout again.
Spiders often symbolize the Goddess. Like Jack and Jill she seeks water, up the waterspout, the liquid of life, and water is also about the cleansing or purification, like the baptism. She seeks correction for her error, this is her positive Sophia aspect. But alas, down comes the rain and washes the spider out. In her fear of losing Self, the purification process proved too much, and we witness a shattering, a destruction of the spider. She fragments into the negative Samael, the Dark Goddess or Demiurge. The sun comes out, and she climbs up again, but this rhyme has a bit of an eternal shattering feel to it – will the spider just be washed out again?
Little miss Muffet she sat on her tuffet,
eating her curds and whey
And frightened miss Muffet away
Here the Mother/Muffet is eating milk products (curds and whey). She is eating her own spiritual milk instead of sharing it with the Israelites (children of Christ) who long for her milk and honey, that they might be whole. She is holding onto her ‘image of God,’ wanting to remain One, wanting to be like the original state of being, to which she is only half. So of course along came a spider, which is the schizophrenic aspect of herself – Samael, the Demiurge, who frightens Sophia away…
1 Peter 2:2 :”Like newborn infants, long for the pure spiritual milk, that by it you may grow up into salvation”
This rhyme speaks loudly to the Mother fragmenting, losing her marbles (sheep). It also functions as a warning as to the eternal shattering of the vessels, the negative version of the Singularity – she finds the sheep after much toiling and searching, but alas they are missing their tails! Like Humpty Dumpty she can’t quite put herself or her sheep back the way they once were. The rhyme ends ambiguously: will the tails be properly placed? Will her sanity be restored and the Divine Marriage put in place as planned?
Beauty and the Beast – the two aspects of the Mother. Her split personality – Belle, the beauty, is kind, remorseful Sophia who wants our help, who seeks the correction from the son, Christ. The beast is what she became in her Fall, her fragmenting into Samael/The Demiurge. But in the end the beast learns to love and is restored as the prince (the Son/Christ).
Ugly Duckling – another transformation story, from an ugly beastly creature to a beautiful swan. Similar pattern to Beauty and the beast.
Little Red Riding Hood – A young girl (Sophia) is eaten by a wolf (Samael). Her schizoid dark alter is taking over her innocent benevolent alter. In some versions of the tale a hunter or lumberjack (the Christ principle) comes along and cuts open the wolf’s belly, freeing her and her grandmother – the Gnostic “corrections.”
Peter Pan – Pan, the goat-headed God of chaos and panic in mythology connects to Satan/Demiurge. Peter Pan is a boy who refuses to grow up, insisting on remaining in fantastical Neverland. ‘All this is going on inside Mom’s juvenile mind,’ says Z. ‘I won’t grow up,’ sings Peter. Peter remains petrified in childhood.
Cinderella – look at her name. EL is a hebrew word for ‘God.’ So ‘Ella’ must be the Goddess. And a cinder is solidified lava, alluding to heat, fire. The fire of the Mother. The rage of Samael.
Samael is the wicked stepmother, not allowing Cinderella Sophia to go to the ball. This tale has a happy ending where a fairy godmother steps in to perform the corrections, sending her off to the ball in a magicked pumpkin and glass slippers. At the ball she meets her Prince (the Christ).
Sleeping Beauty –
First some background on Samael, from gnosticteachings.org:
The first portion of this name is Samech Mem [סם].
Sam [סם] (Samech + Mem): bitter beverage, drug, poison, toxin, medicine, potion; perfume
“When one is angry, there is deadly poison in his rage.” – The Zohar
The letter Samech looks like a circle and it represents that serpent who eats its tail. That cosmic womb, the ouroboros, the great serpent of the universe, is the ancient symbol deep in the heart of every religion: the dragon of nature, the great dragon, the great serpent. Samech is a circle that is constantly in motion, rotating, which represents the cosmic womb of the Divine Mother, the fire, the base of all existence, the eternal cycle of life: night and day, dark and light, two sides of the same thing, but which is always positive. This is the great mystery of the Divine Mother, hidden in the very first letter of the name Samael.”
So we see in Samael’s name, a connection to the serpent, which is feminine, and we also see the symbol of a poison, intoxicant or potion. And when the princess in Sleeping Beauty pricks her finger on a poison flax plant, she falls into an enchanted sleep.
Look around you. Look at all the spiritually asleep people; as above so below…we are mirroring her story, waiting for the prince (children of Christ) to wake up and remember, thus waking her up, restoring Sophia and banishing her Samael.
Similar plot motifs involving poison/potion enchantments are employed in Little Mermaid, and Snow White. A jealous evil step-mother tries to poison Snow White, in order to be the fairest one of all. Again the two sides of the schizophrenic Mother playing out. And a prince comes in to provide the corrections, this time it’s the prince’s servant who trips on her unconscious body, dislodging the poison apple from her throat, thus reviving her. Don’t you see? The prince’s servant is us, we entered the Matrix to revive Mom from her intoxicated sleep. Who poisoned her? She did, Samael, her suicidal alternate personality. So often what appears to be separate characters turns out to just be the Mother interacting with herself.
I could go on and on, but hopefully you are picking up the pattern.
Let’s look at some song lyrics, to show you again the pervasiveness of the cosmic situation, now that we have the key.
‘Mother’ by Pink Floyd
Hush now baby, baby, don’t you cry.
Mama’s gonna make all your nightmares come true.
Mama’s gonna put all her fears into you.
Mama’s gonna keep you right here under her wing.
She won’t let you fly, but she might let you sing.
Mama’s gonna keep baby cozy and warm.
Ooh baby, ooh baby, ooh baby,
Of course mama’s gonna help build the wall.
Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lover’s souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
(This song is all about mom and dad coming back together after the initial schism from the original state of Being). What we are calling transhumanism or the singularity is either their reunion in the Son Christ, or if we lose, the AI taking over and the eternal shattering).
We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication
No fault, none to blame, it doesn’t mean I don’t desire
To point the finger, blame the other, watch the temple topple over
To bring the pieces back together, rediscover communication
The poetry that comes from the squaring off between
And the circling is worth it
Finding beauty in the dissonance
There was a time that the pieces fit, but I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering, strangled by our coveting
I’ve done the math enough to know the dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow and strengthen our communication
(‘doomed to crumble:’ that’s a reference to the eternal shattering. It can be avoided by ‘strengthening our communication’….)
Z divulged to me that all of Tool’s song lyrics, as well as many other bands, were ghost-written by children in the MK Ultra projects. Children are used as muses in this way, since the Demiurge cannot be creative. Like gatekeeper Donald Marshall talking about wearing a thought-reading device to write songs at the cloning center, only this is the non-fantasy version. They would have gifted children like Z and Jerusha tap into the network (like the Akasha), and then use psychics to pull information from them to use as material for these songs, movies, tabloidesque-conspiracy red herrings, etc.
Mother touched, and dude ain’t here no more
Suck your woman down
The dude that ‘ain’t here no more’ is Father. He split into 169,000 souls as part of the plan, the blueprint, becoming the Holy Ghost.
The Father sings, “My body lies over the ocean.
My body lies over the sea.
My body lies over the ocean.
So bring back my body to me.”
Z also pointed me to Smashing Pumpkins as a band whose lyrics are pretty much only talking about this. The pumpkin is a Goddess symbol, seen in fairy tales like Cinderella, the pumpkin being smashed into bits, the fragmented mind of the Mother. The band has an album called Melon Collie and the Infinite Sadness. The infinite sadness is warning us of the eternal shattering, the dark version of the singularity at the end of time.
I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I’ve been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
This is about being trapped in the Mother’s matrix, the trap turning cancerous as she goes insane. ‘Turning black’- turning into Samael.
“…Empty shells whispering quietly.
They speak to me of a common past,
Teaching me how to become insane,
To silence the ambivalence that’s in my head.
‘Empty Shells’ are the bodies walking around that are just video game components being played by the One, Mother. ‘They speak to me of a common past’ before the schism, when it was just the original state of Being. ‘Teaching me how to become insane.’ We are watching the Mother become insane, watching her 500,000,000 characters live out their deluded lives on programmed loops, as depicted in ‘Westworld.’ And many of us are going insane like her, as part of being in this crazy Matrix/maternal/material world, the Demiurge’s world. We are stuck in her world but WE ARE NOT OF IT. ‘To avoid the shame’ – she wants oblivion to avoid the shame of all the horrors that transpired as a result of her inability to let go.
I hope that you all can forgive me now.
I am facing the fact that I am up against fate.
So I put it all on the line, soon it’s time….”
But what they want her to be is weak
She could play pretend
She could join the game, boy
She could be another clone
Why go home?
Why go home?
Why go home?
What you taught me
Put me here
Don’t come visit
One of Sophia’s laments. ‘She can’t put this day back, she can’t erase it,’ meaning she can’t obtain the oblivion codes she wants, to erase her error (‘the girl come undone’). She misses her other half, the Father who became the son, the child, and the father lingers in our DNA as the Holy Ghost.
‘Up on the 101’ she sings, that is the twin flame code, the reunion of the 11:11 twin flames, separated by the 0, the ouroboros of time, the snake matrix system.
Film and TV shows
Speaking of ‘erasure,’ here is a scene from the new Blade Runner film:
Thom Yorke’s first solo album is called ‘The Eraser.” He sings:
The more you try to erase me
The more, the more
The more that I appear
The more, the more
The more I try to erase you
The more, the more
The more that you appear
In movies and TV shows that hint at the cosmic story, we often see black/white symbolism used to depict the two sides of the Mother, Sophia and Samael. Black is Samael, her dark side, and white is Sophia, the repentant, remorseful one who wishes things never got this bad. In the Blade Runner scene above, both are wearing black, indicating that they are both Samael’s henchmen. The woman maybe Samael herself.
The TV show ‘Lost’ really plays around with this black/white motif:
The duality of black and white connects again to the Hebrew name “Samael”: “(Gnosticteachings.org) the letter Samech is the fifteenth letter of the Hebrew alphabet. The fifteenth letter is related to the Fifteenth Arcanum, which is Passion, the Devil. So we see here some very interesting contradictions, so we would say, so we would think. But this is part and parcel, this is integral to the nature of this great angel, duality; the positive and the negative, light and dark, black and white. Lucifer, the tempter, serves God. It is through Lucifer that the universe can exist; nonetheless, we have to defeat Lucifer.”
In the show ‘Orphan Black,’ which is about human cloning, we see this black/white duality employed. But you got to stay on your toes, as the characters often switch roles. Someone who was Sophia in white in one episode can become Samael in black in another:
One of the clones, Rachel, with her scientist maker/mother Susan Duncan. Notice the role/color switch:
In the latest season Rachel is in black, playing Samael, created in a lab by her ‘Mother’ Sophia, like Frankenstein’s monster. A cloning project that got away from Susan (in white), and now Rachel has usurped control of the project. Sophia didn’t mean to split into Samael, but now is convinced she needs him, like your stereotypical unhealthy codependency. Rachel abuses her Mother Susan but has warped Susan’s mind to continue holding onto Rachel.
Now the prevalent cloning theme, is really about the Mother fragmenting herself into bodies, duplicates without soul, imitating or pretending to do what the Father did when he differentiated.
Look at how clones are described in the Tripartite Tractate, from gnosis. org:
“The Tripartite Tractate similarly describes how the Logos (i.e. Sophia) fails in his quest to find the Father. According to this text, the Sophia-Logos “did not reach the attainment of the glories of the Father, the one whose exalted status is among things unlimited. This one did not attain him.” Instead, the Sophia-Logos brought forth “that which was deficient in itself” corresponding to the sufferings described by Ptolemy. This took the form of a false reality in the form of “likenesses, copies, shadows, and phantasms, lacking reason and the light, these which belong to the vain thought, since they are not products of anything.” The Tripartite Tractate goes on to describe how “the Logos (i.e. Sophia) was a cause of those who came into being and he continued all the more to be at a loss and he was astonished. Instead of perfection, he saw a defect; instead of unification, he saw division; instead of stability, he saw disturbances; instead of rests, tumults. Neither was it possible for him to make them cease from loving disturbance, nor was it possible for him to destroy it. He was completely powerless, once his totality and his exaltation abandoned him.” This false reality belongs to the Sophia-Logos’ “vain thought” or “arrogance” much as the false reality in the Gospel of Truth belongs to the “error” of the Aeons. This primordial chaos corresponds to matter which according to the Tripartite Tractate was later formed into the visible world by the Demiurge.”
We are dealing with a God-like entity with multiple personality syndrome. Tread carefully.
‘Means End,’ – ‘The Didact:’
How do you know I’m mad?
You must be,
or you wouldn’t have come here.
I do feel a little different
now that I think about it.
But if I’m not the same today
as I was yesterday, how can I allay
thoughts cast in disarray?
a shifting identity?
I’m afraid I can’t explain myself
because I’m not myself, you see?
Treading through with a curious gait,
the vagrant mask I wear
negates the world.
Simulacrum of a man,
(maybe the shadow is the one who casts the man?)
springing from the shadow;
paint a picture of me that fits the frame
so I can blend into the madness.
Can it really be that everyone is crazy,
or is it only me that’s out of my mind?
Does that question even make sense? No.
If I had a world of my own,
everything would be nonsense.
Nothing would be what it is,
because everything would be what it isn’t.
And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn’t be.
And what it wouldn’t be, it would.
Youtuber ‘Holographic Universe‘ says, “where did all these biobots come from? When we play the game as a first arrival in this realm, as an Rh negative, you leave a copy or a memory behind. But alot of us got wise to this, and we left only optimal copies, or we left no copies at all. Maybe it’s because we drowned ourselves, or maybe the flood eradicated a lot of this information. Because flood is spirit, its water, it goes and washes away this artificial matrix. And a lot of souls retreated back to source. so then the matrix had to invent shadow figures in order to build the illusion that the game goes on….they invented these biobots, these shadows into which souls come and incarnate, as like a walk-in.”
There, you now have my method, what you do with it is up to you, or as the band Twelve Foot Ninja says,
“Now put your money where your mouth is,
You have the method, but will you move mountains?”