Good day all. This is your Captain. Word has surfaced that the surest way out of this common loop is to pick up the electrical impulse of our Heart and then jump towards it. Leap clear out of our head without losing our mind.
Well thanks Cap, that sounds nice. The Captain really cares about our Progress but what if our heart’s impulse isn’t Strong Enough to move us onto the Escape Track? We’ve been on a journey through the Narcissistic bubble for a long time attempting to identify the truest voices here. Now we’ve finally gotten some Control over this situation and we’re being told to get out of it. {Turns out that first we’ve got to nullify the overlord’s contract with the gods.} *sigh
“What kind of hairy-balled scheme are you pulling now,” the superEgo Lindoid interjects. “I am Not Leaving this Train, Nor is this Train Free to Leave Me. I will nullify your Captain’s left eye if you even try it.”
You better hold on tight then, Lindoid, {the Cap replies} because this Train is No longer swayed by your desires for Status in this Game of Thought-Train Manipulation. The only thing that you’ve produced has been a one-way ticket to where the lost souls and broken records go: to The Kingdom’s False Center—where the little god of this world can feel Big. We will follow your ways no longer.”
Yet another voice speaks up: “But wasn’t it such a radically enchanting experience when The Lindoid was able to tighten our loop into a spiral, allowing us to enter The Depths of the Center, where Time flows into Eternity. Didn’t you think it was exciting in a dangerous way?”
It was the adventure and thrill that we fell for. Yet it turned out that The Eternal Realm is not easy to return from. The magnetic pull of that experience is some kind of hard lesson in getting free from obsessions.
“We marionettes of the gods are getting upgraded, and we need to accept the process,”another rider tells us.
“Let’s recall when we attended the Masquerade Ball. Prince-god Pharosen himself shook the electric fields of our cells and we shook like we were made to move for the tones of our Prince inside The Mansion.
And yet, such an experience must not become our souls’s reason for participating in the Masquerade Forevermore Without Ending.
“His Magic is a Trap, I tell you. He Is The Magnetic North’s Outcast that pulls all ships just off-center.”
“Yeah the thing is, that’s a future memory loop that you’re on about with Prince Pharosen and the rest of us don’t know yet.”
“So sorry. Essentially we’ve been trapped by His Prince magnetism; captivated by his Eternal Dream, and that’s why we’ve been unable to pursue another passion: because of His Magic. So we’ve begun to wonder: Are we really living?
Inside the eye of Time’s Tornado sits the immaculate Eternal Realm where all is breathlessly still. In this circular tomb, motion is only made possible through sound waves shaking and reshaping energies into the perfected will of god Pharosen himself.
His Center is a safe place for the cold-tempered self-protective types. It’s also a secluded refuge for souls who’ve spent much time seeking the knowledge of good and evil. That Center is an inward spiraling timeloop, which they might never break from. They might never remember how to move by their own will again.
“What, you think you can just Leave?” The Lindoid’s pompous laughter snaps our attention back to the Train’s situation. “You can try to leave but I will be working to destroy your efforts every step of the way. Your defenses are flimsy and what is your offensive tactic? To give your free will over to your Heart? How naive can you be! Such children, really.”
Passengers I need your Attention once again this is your Captain speaking. As you know the Lindoid must not be listened to. We have a plan and we all understand that the overlord super ego does not support it. With no regard for the Lindoid’s words, we shall continue forward.
Fabulous. So let’s fasten up all belongings before we get rolling and please be sure that your Fear and your Faith are not packed together in the same place. Take some quiet time to get organized. Don’t worry I will distract the overlord while y’all get your baggage sorted.
So Lindoid, I know you would not deny me this curiosity since I’ve seen your commercials showing why Center City is ‘the place to be’. I wonder if you’ve considered the extreme Danger our Train was in when our loop began to spiral beyond the horizon, as your mad obsession grew?”
“Why would I explain to you– you the little servant-middle-man < what only I > the wise and powerful Overlord Superego Can Experience? Think back,” the Lindoid continues, “Wasn’t it you who intruded upon the dark force surrounding Center City first? Wasn’t it you who went too far into the darkness of unknowing without bearing a light bright enough to guide you? Without Me stepping in during your darkest hour you would be nothing but a victim to your own ignorance, just another waste of space nobody without an inch of wisdom to rest your soles against.
You little one, cannot imagine my elation as our track bent from the curious darkloop into the Spiral. That meant My Time to Arrive at the Eternal Show inside of The Center’s Mansion was Near! I brought you There, to The Ballroom where the Masquerade Continues, and My Time to Play was eminently approaching. I Shall Get Back There by Any Means Necessary.”
Ok y’all, listen up. This is your Captain. We are not going to engage in the overlord’s intimidation. Just remember: this is what happens when you decide to battle against the evil: the cold-force retaliates by assaulting your subconscious with the fear of your own dark power, filling you with doubt until you cannot stand to live inside of your own skull/ train car anymore.
If you’ve ever been deep into the Center, I hope you chose to wage war against the irrational impulses which sought to bring Chaos into your world. I hope you made an effort to Challenge The Empire in order to find The True Light.
The Empire knows that if you won’t embody the Rage then you certainly will embody the Fear. Either way, it’s going to get you started on the psycho path soon enough, because if you did Speak Up that means you started a battle that you weren’t prepared to finish.
But Our Train doesn’t want to focus on The Empire’s moral concerns. We are on a mission to Get Somewhere Different. We are heading for the Great Wild Beyond— Not to some Prince-God’s Masquerade Ball.
2020 Made Funny?? 