It did not take long till i got a glimpse on one of the structures of my self. An ancient self, but not older than my flesh container. I ve seen many of my shells that i thought once they were solid like steel. Unbreakable. I thought my root self was protected deep within. I am sure this has been the piling up of so many happenings over my journey on this planet. The way i have seen some of the deeper shells unfold was very concerning to me. There was nothing to stop it as i stood somewhere outside of my own being.
– Have you ever considered being fully of aware of your own unmaking?
Somehow it felt very strange to me but not that alienating as i thought it wld. That inner experience was similar to the following vision.
A closed room and a lost key or rather a key that has been sealed and never used. Its location remains unknown. You live year by year with the knowledge that no one has the key to that room. A room that contains all the pillars of your own consciousness. Imagine that somehow there was a place within you connected to an unknown place in the far away cosmos that gives you sight of anything that occurs inside or outside that room. Somehow you were transported there. Then your awareness in an instant just struck you with a sharp belief that the room is empty and therefore you can be unmade at any moment and by then compelled to submit.
You are now fully bewitched without the slightest will to resist.
Sir, you are invited to the kingdom of Hell. We will keep you updated with the following procedures. Do not waste this chance and know that you ll be generously rewarded.