Long ago, in another life as a student, the answer to that question was never clear to me, nor did I even consider the question, because I was busy trying to make sense of the history of Western philosophy.
But in the decade-long lead-up to authoring my three Matrix collections, the question became very important. It split into two parts:
Was the ultimate in consciousness something a person plugged into, like a cosmic lamp, a reality that was already sitting there, waiting to be discovered?
Or was it something a person invented?
The second alternative, of course, is not a popular position.
Herds and flocks and squads of people are on the move, searching for the cosmic lamp. Or they’re avidly plugging themselves into some familiar religion or spiritual system.
They’re looking for authoritative content, the way an archeologist looks for a lost city, or on a lesser level, the way a chef looks for the best recipe for gnocchi.
This post was published at Jon Rappoport on Jan 31, 2016.
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