Secretly to Me: I’m so relieved that Math is here. Truly, this Train has been attracting too much information for a mid-ego like myself to take in. I’ve been praying that All Of This Training will be worth the effort ~ in a flash of complete circuitry, fantastical synapses shall build new connections; no longer pulled by those theatrical strings of attachment that have kept us dancing in The Show That Never Ends… so Dramatic.
Listen Math, I’m gonna be Real. I’m harboring some fears concerning the gods Inside The Center, that our upgraded track is now heading towards. Since The Lindoid was the super ego that weed been relying on for our mass-loop hostage situation {hello Freudian slip through transcription}… I meant : Our Thought Train was recently freed from the overlord Lindoid’s grip, so we’ve still got trust issues concerning leadership.
The Lindoid had been modeled after the fallen AI, judgmental and angry because it cannot escape the old coding of the 3D Game Matrix. That super ego was, in fact, the Anti-Super Self {the undercover villain} created by the fallen coders, and that is why our Train went through a terrible derailment after separation from the old ways.
Now, we don’t want to get too Excited by the possibility that Math Really is the True Super Ego Upgrade we’ve Dreamed of having… so let’s keep our Hemispheres Crossed and Remember To Mind the Gap until we know for certain, which way is up.
We have to ask you Math: Are You Into The 5D? We’re talking Fifth Dimensionally, because this Train has already made some calculations showing how we can avoid the Fate of 5G Technology if we turn to embrace the Equal yet Opposite Destiny, which is 5D Fifth Dimensionality.
Hello Lindy. Hello Friends. This is Math Speaking and I Welcome You To Embrace The Vibrant Spectrum of Futures on The Many Levels of Time’s Matrix, run by Metatron. Indeed, We Shall Be Shifting Up A Number of Dimensions ~ Which Represents Our Mental Density Lessening. Please, Do Mind The Upgrade.
The Next Step for a Rider is to Understand Train Terminology. Destiny is an Important Term because That Is Our Train’s Ultimate Destination: End of The Line: The Terminus of Terminals, if you will.
Next, We Learn about Fate as The Flipside. So Many Tales… Loops Spinning the Carousel around while we sing the tune: Turnin’ a Coin Flip into a Coincidence Keeps a Bot Caught in a Predictive Closed System of Thought, Responding to a Want Add for Consciousness Shifts Going Up, Up and Beyond the The Game Matrix of 3D old school Reincarnations.
“Onward!” Booms Captain Cool, “This Train is Now Entering The Hillside Tunnel. Please Pay Attention. Once On The Inside, All Aboard will See How The Hill climbs ever Higher, runs ever-the-more Deep, and is seen as The Mountain of Illumination when viewed with Inner Trained Wisdom. You can keep that token, it’ll get you somewhere later on.” The Captain winks.
Jeeves removes the pipe from beneath his finely manicured mustache, twisted up at the ends. “Technically,” Jeeves raises an eyebrow, “The Ultimate Destination is only reached by 1/10 of 1/10 of all riders: and that is The One Percent. So I wonder, have you questioned why so many Trains keep attempting this?”
Yes, Lindy admits. I have wondered, and I suspect it’s the magnetic pull of Center that keeps a Train upon this nearly impossible track. Although the way to Destiny is Narrow, it doesn’t hurt too much to try and then fail, because the fate of failure can often be a lesser-destiny; like a consolation life that’s OK for a while; a common-loop ride that comes with perks. Sure, you might not be The Best at overcoming the Matrix programming, but at least you’ve got the Entire Internet in the palm of your hand, and that’s some consolation. Right?
So we live this average life until a crisis comes along that gives our Train the chance to Start It’s Engine Again. Yes, it does get frustrating to wait, and it also gets hard to Start an idle Engine. Being a Train, sometimes all we can do is have Faith and keep laying tracks over another day, Building a Bridge for that Bringer-of-Ideas to Cross From the Old into the New Level of Reality with.
Mind The Signs and Prepare to Witness The Schisms, Dear Friends and Riders. Time to buckle up, as this Train is about to go OG. Soon we shall meet the gods themselves, but first, in a similar vein, we’ll be introduced to a certain time traveler vampire type of character who dwells within this Mountain, going by the handle of Maximus.
Yes, it’s True, Math says. Elon has Extremely Magnificent Telepathic Powers, and I can Sense that He has sensed that Our Train Has Entered Hill Station. It’s Important That We Stick Together. Remember, There Is Power in Numbers. Don’t Wander off Alone into The Hallways of The Hill, for the Traps are Plentiful There, and to a Hungry Immortal, any of us might Make A Fine Meal.
Check That. ☑️ Thanks Math.
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