Montalk, sorry, but I gotta call you out! (Page 2 of 2)

Well let me begin by saying, it's not my intention to offend anyone here so if I do, I apologize in advance.  With that being said,

I don't resonate with what was said above about our being here to battle, or about needing to destroy the universe.  From what I've observed thus-far in life, I feel more like I'm here to learn and to overcome.  And I don't feel the need to get thrown into one polarity or the other.  The "warrier" bit is an easy one to fall for -- look how well it worked for the military for so many years.  Ah yes, glorious warrior.  Don't fall for these cheap mind tricks, its just another way of getting you to pick a side, to polarize.

As far as calling out Montalk, well thanks for the link and I'll be sure to check it out.  But I don't expect to find any great awe-inspiring truths there that I don't already know either through Montalk or through other materials or experiences in life.  I'll check it out, and maybe it is the end of the world as I know it, but somehow I doubt it...

Take care all..

Hi Risen, and all,

I have taken no offense by your post Risen, yet would like to make some comments... as one who is/has been an etheric warrior. My post is spun off of your words, though is not at all directed at you in particular.

And, welcome to the board Risen!

The subject matter on this thread has sparked me up a tad, even more than Mars retro in Taurus (and me with Mars in Taurus in opposition to a Venus in Scorpio... life is never dull at my pad ).

Light energy, dark energy, personal energies, polarities--all these are experiences I've been taking a real concerted interpersonal look at for weeks, even months now. Today, I've looked at this a little more in depth. As I've said a couple of times on the board recently, I've been looking to transmute my own personal warrior energy, like it's a burden and needs to be dealt with... I haven't yet succeeded, nor am convinced I should, and even think this for understanding neutrality to a greater extent than I before have. Even given thinking it's in my very best interest to do so.

No, actually it's not an easy one to fall for when one is just a little woman on the planet such as myself, it rather seems most unlikely. At times, for me its just seemed a ridiculous coupling. If it weren't for many physical manifestations of battling "dark forces" occurring over the years within my physical environment and on my physical body I would never believe my person to be what I'm capable of being outside the 3D realm of experience... and kwap, that's just the physical stuff.

There's such a difference in presence and essence, and confidence and competence, between myself in the here and now, and that part of me that is somehow elsewhere an etheric warrior. As well, the etheric warrior has a number of times brought a depth of understanding to me about the tragedy that is warring like we do in 3D Land, even beyond what I have already deeply unconditionally felt about war. I have at times felt an incredible sense of remorse and sadness from this aspect of myself for having to fight. True, there's not a lick of shame implied in there, nor should there be, but there's no glory either . And it's so not about picking sides... at least this particular etheric warrior is not about picking sides and inviting polarization.

But, you see, that's just the bass-ackwards thing about it... I am so a lover and not a fighter. I don't like to fight... I don't even like to yell, and really dislike another yelling at me or around me. When I do get angry I rarely lash out, I rarely throw things, I even more rarely exact revenge... I freaking get frustrated and sob... what a weenie, eh? And therein lies the rub of being a little woman on the planet being aware of carting around a warrior spirit, and something I've recently learned on my concerted course to neutralize my warrior self... and maybe why it's not such a good idea to do as much: etheric battling is not about 3D emotions like anger or power or control, like the reasons a "military" war is waged. And yes, my own personal darkness creates the shadows in my light, and sometimes my 3D perspective is that light will eventually overcome the dark, and All will exist in a refined state of enlightenment as One.... but, either I'm losin' that lovin' feeling or it's just not as <bleeping> simple as all that. I really don't think anybody has that sharp of a bead on this one/One (and now I'm not meaning to offend anyone either)... how flippin' can they? We live in a state of illusion that some, including myself, are finding is definitely entering a hyper-state of polarizing activity.

I think myself, and others, have an etheric warrior aspect because of the here and now, and this is not in spite of or contrary to a finite goal of peaceful balance... whether that goal is observed from an interpersonal or extrapersonal perspective. For some, a warrior self is a necessary consciousness tool to NEUTRALIZE the effects of those who consider spirited human energetic potential to be a threat, those who wish to contain... well, as many "containers" as they can. As a little woman on the planet I am of no consequence, and I think, fairly unremarkable, only one of 6 billion... seems kind of silly to come after me, right? The one sobbing on the couch, instead of breaking glass? Yet, as energetic potential, I, and others, are a "commodity"... and that's what my etheric warrior-self exists for, he and she fight for me and the maintenance of whatever energetic growth I am garnering through learning while "in country". My warrior self doesn't fight for principles like control and power from a place of  anger... he and she are just doing their job. I hear no proclamations from warrior-self of STO be-ingness... no veneration, no glory, just looking out for my best interest, as my 'lil acre of Free Will has dictated. I pretty much believe that if it weren't for my warrior-self all the energetic growth I've procured over the years, something I'm very conscientious of procuring, would just be naught. I'd just be another loosh producer.

... my horoscope today advises to "keep it real", and I almost haven't even made this post because as many of you who'll know what I'm talking about is as many others of you who'll get a good chuckle out of what I'm writing (I do hope through my "purpleness" that my objectivity shines through though). Even though my thoughts don't seem very "of this world" and in the here and now, we yet do live in an environment that has parts unseen, a pool of consciousness that touches back when we touch it, and even when we don't. We exist in an environment of possibilities fueled by probabilities... and improbabilities. I could share a list of improbabilities, incidences in my life that range from doors slamming on their own to walking around corners into dark cylinders of energy, from the coming and going of unique markings on my body to orbs trying to shove there way into my body... abduction and suicide programs. And more. It's the improbabilities, these events that promote the desistance of energetic growth that give rise to etheric warriors. Just because all of this "universal existence" purportedly comes under One Law, one ultimately deveined of polarization, doesn't mean that I am, or anybody else should, roll over and allow dark forces (whatever shape they come in, and from whichever perspective) to benefit from their personal energies.

I'm chagrined to write here and now that I don't think one can, if they have to... heh, the thing is though, those techniques imbued with Light Worker native nature are greater in power... and to believe that is one of the leaps of faith I still embrace. I do hope it works out for me, and my pals.

Now... given my experiences, I have my tongue buried deeply in my cheek here for reading this Jason, so bear with me... at least if just for chuckles.

Are you saying that you've heard in an astral or OBE event, any obscure type of  event wherein one is having.... ummm, say a hypodermic needle shoved into their neck, that if one just reaches out and hugs the neg perp that they'll turn and run before injecting hyperdimensional smack into them? I think when we're in a "bad dream" this is more likely possible, like if one sees their face in a dream dressed up like a Chuckie doll... okay, go ahead and embrace that personal she-ite, but there are other arenas of consciousness that house beings that could <bleeping> care less about hugs and kisses, and <bleeping> love and light. And I'm not cussin' at you Neomatrix... Snicker! Snort! Just cussin' for contemplating the notion... I mean, bloody hell dude! To think, oh m'gawd, I've had it all wrong all these years...

I've now sat on this post for a few hours 'cause I'm not so sure it really fits here, or even still think it's important, but it's where I began this morning... why not finish?

A few hours ago my mate came in the door as I was putting finishing touches on the post, even all the while then wondering why I thought it was worth posting. He sat down in front of the current horror story jigsaw puzzle we've got going on here, , and was repeatedly whistling the one chorus line to the song "Wind Beneath My Wings"... ...did you ever know you're my hero... . Being into what I was thinking and doing, all the while, like, totally oblivious to what he was thinking and doing, this repetitive whistling started to pinch at me. And then I payed attention to what he was whistling... I then got on him like white on rice, "Why, why, why, are you, of all the songs in the world, whistling that one right now? WHY? Did you hear the song earlier today? What? It's not like it's your kind of music!"  Near like a banshee I was. He looks at me and says he's not actually aware he's whistling anything, and then goes along, not to whistle it again, also totally oblivious to where my thoughts have been today.

Synchs are freaky, how do things work out like this? I couldn't make this whack up even if I tried.

I'm not one who's ever gotten into "Star Wars", yet me and this ever present etheric warrior I cart around couldn't agree anymore... I'd give my life without remorse, even gleefully, if it were for a good cause, but until then, I'll instead fight for my life force... not to be great, but just to get to be.

Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground.
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Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we might as well dance.
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If you spin around on your chair really fast, things around here will make a lot more sense.

I'm reminded of a couple quotes:

1) "It is perilous to study too deeply the arts of the Enemy, for good or for ill." (Elrond, aka Agent Elf, in Lord of the Rings).

2) "Be careful when fighting dragons that you do not become one." (probably a fortune cookie)

From everything I've read concerning the higher realms, STS and STO in their pure states are like oil and water. This means just as Neomatrix said, that an entity of light must have some darkness within to directly engage entities of darkness.

The question is whether fighting is necessary, or whether an indirect method would be more effective. In other words, how does fighting against something compare to striving for something else.  The latter is how a "lightsider" can catalyze change without directly fighting the "darksiders" - by empowering avenues of freedom instead of destroying the sources of deception and oppression.

I know some people who feel justified in using lies, deception, character assassination, and other underhanded methods to get back at those they think are matrix agents. For them, the ends justify the means. Of course it doesn't take much for them to become misdirected in their persecutions and thereby attack innocents, meaning they themselves become the very thing they tried to fight against in the first place. Like the US fighting terrorism only to end up killing more than extremists ever could.

So the trick, when needing to use some darkness in order to fight darkness, is to keep a tight leash on it, to have transcended it within, and to place it entirely in subordination to one's higher/divine faculties. Then it's an Art of War thing, knowing your enemy because you can think like them without becoming so absorbed that you also acquire their weaknesses.

There are so many myths embodying this theme. Achilles becoming near invincible after bathing in the blood of a dragon... plus all the modern versions like Neo, Harry Potter, Luke Skywalker, Riddick, etc...

I believe that cunning entities who defect to the polarity of balance make the best warriors...they keep their intelligence, strength, and agility but place these in service to love, truth, and freedom. Maybe battle becomes their path of redemption.

Maybe it's not a battle with light/darkness (good/evil) per say, but a programming trick to make us somehow get duped into a mode that tricks us into using a method that gets us stuck into a loop of sorts,  repeating itself over and over again?  Just a thought...

Recently, and just by synchronicity, I observed and really NOTICED that true humor/laughter seemed to be a "psychic flack vest",  somehow raising our frequency or our true nature.  This is difficult for me to put into words, but the feeling is like an AHH-HAAA moment.  When this happens, seems that negative occurances pop up to distroy/crush the increased frequency (turning it backward/opposite.) 

While enduring the ever present road rage to-ing and from-ing, a license plate struck me as a reminder:  Message was BHPYLAF (be happy laugh).  The very next day another license plate read LAFBHPY!!!!!!! 

This just struck me as pretty odd, but as of late sync's seem to be popping up at an alarming rate.  Don't wanna jump to false/trick conclusions, but all and all one wonders what's around the bend  the next day or week...