It’s been an epic weekend. (I was going to write “historic,” but the end of (the nightmare of) history can’t really be a historic event, can it!) Three consecutive daze of unadulterated enlightenment transmission (yes! I used the term; well, technically it was a transmission, and technically, Dave is enlightened, so why the hell not?)
Though it consisted of Dave talking nonstop (with a bit of interaction around the mid-point, at the end of Sat event), words cannot begin to describe what has just happened. But here’s what I am going to lead with:
Dave is talking about the end times.
Dave is talking about being on the front line!
Dave has finally stopped talking about saving humanity!!
Why’s all that mean so much to me?
Anyone who’s been around at least since 2009 knows why I crow about the first two; as for the last, this what I once wrote, channeled, bullshitted, as Jason Wynd in Apotheosis of Species in 2001, and later recycled as Aeolus Kephas in Homo Serpiens (a book I renounced).
[T]his world is an illusion. Humanity is a false construct, built by a Demiurge, a false god, to prop itself up. This is the primary error of Consensus, as what must be broken, in a final and devastating fashion. . . . Facing up to the fact that all our criteria for judging, for knowing anything at all, are false criteria—imposed from without by possibly malignant but certainly “alien” (i.e., incompatible with human evolution) forces—this is ipso facto a process of derangement. If . . . reality is a snare, then insanity—rejection of consensus reality—is the only feasible escape from this snare.
Admittedly, I didn’t know what I was talking about back then (hence the necessary renunciation). But I wasn’t wrong either!
(It is possible to be right and not know what we are talking about—quite dangerous too. If we are lucky, the times will catch up with us, and we will catch up with ourselves and see what we were babbling about. Drunks, madmen, and children often speak truths well beyond their ken.)
So where was I? Oh yeah, Dave isn’t talking about saving humanity anymore. Why? Because he has refined his terms in the nick of time, and tossed out that clunky (and very square, see below) old concept that is part of the brainwash, and replaced it with (wait for it) the Human Energy Field, or HEF for short.
Bodies, people, families, countries, societies (“humanity”!) are all epiphenomena of the HEF. It is the HEF that is the endangered species. It is not that human bodies are in danger of all being destroyed; it is something more deeply creepy. Our life force is being disconnected from our bodies, leaving empty flesh and blood vessels behind to walk the earth, as zombie-robots for a non-sentient program to animate. (You have seen the movies: these are the surrogate realities we are conjuring, first as fiction, then as fact.)
To be on the front line, for don Oshana, doesn’t mean becoming cannon fodder for geopolitical agendas, but to willingly engage in an inner conflict, a spiritual war. It means pushing through all the (Ahrimanic, Luciferian) distractions, deceptions, distortions, and dissociative mechanisms that cut us off from existence, and tuning into the invisible support system that surrounds us and informs us (the Sun & Earth, Soul & Body: the HEF).
In order to connect to the HEF consciously and volitionally, the current conditions of the HEF have to be felt by us, really deeply felt. These conditions are not good (think, “Jesus-hanging-on-a-cross-while-ravens-peck-out-his-eyes” not-good).
To rediscover our awareness of our (crucified) bodies and reopen our senses requires seeing, hearing, touching, tasting, and smelling directly through our bodies and with all of our life force (fully living), not referring to the simulations of the mind (the menu over the meal) that are threatening to replace those senses.
Think of it this way: our sense impressions have been simulated for so long, and now so state-of-the-art-efficiently, pervasively, and persuasively by our mediated minds that we are vulnerable to being moved permanently over into a simulation of experience that has no correspondence with actual sensory reality: a matrix made of copies, dreams, memories, and corporate-sponsored fantasies.
TL;DR: You will be reincarnated as your Facebook account.
Our awareness will then be fully and finally caught inside a mental and artificial construct; our life force and our bodies will have been vacated; Elvis will have left the building. Once this happens—if it hasn’t already, Dave’s prognosis is not good—The HEFfalump has been captured; all that remains is disembowelling, dismembering, and devouring the carcass.
The above is my own riff off of some of the things Dave said towards the very end of this weekend . . . dare I say, celebration? . . . this news flash from the front line in the end times. What follows is more from the horse’s mouth than its rear end, if you will (call me nothing if not self-defacing; prematurely ejaculating prophets must do public penance, don’t you know):
Until there is no corner of the Human Energy Field that has still this darkness, disease, or contraction within it (Dave proviso: The HEF is not a square, it’s more roundish), there will be no rest for the wicked (OK, I embellished the last bit).
What I am talking about (says Dave), there is no social context for it; but in my feeling, it is the only truth I know.
When consciousness separates from the body (in death), the HEF is all we will experience. Death under these current conditions is not a holiday camp—it is a prison camp. I (Dave) am aware of the next stop on the night train—out of this world. There is nothing to look forward to (currently). All that leaves is our best shot at the reformation, redemption, restoration of the Human Energy Field, while we still have any say in eternity.
Save the HEFfalump!
Dave didn’t say that last bit. But then Dave said this:
After twenty years, a breakthrough is happening.
(Twenty years since Dave got enlightened, since Jason Wynd prematurely ejaculated after an aborted “apotheosis” experience in Panama—as ejaculated at least semi-satirically in Matrix Warrior, c.f. “Leaving the Matrix.” Horses for courses.)
We have fulfilled the first condition, says Dave (to love one another—a bit), and are now ready to go forth. This is not about the externals: only when internal change happens will it show up on the outside.
In the midst of this surprising—for me greatly uplifting— announcement, Dave mentioned a Jeshua line about loving one another. The day before, I read a similar line in the Rudolph Steiner bio I am reading (courtesy of Dale Brunsvold). It is from John 15:15, and I think it fits the occasion better than the one Dave cited:
Henceforth I call you not servants; for the servant knoweth not what his lord doeth: but I have called you friends; for all things that I have heard of my Father I have made known unto you.
Hallelujah. We are at the starting line. The end is in sight.
More from Horse’s mouth: Saving the Human Energy Field: Now is a Critical Time in Human History