These dialogues aren’t meant to deliver conclusions — they’re designed to open portals. I offer them not as doctrine, but as reflection, exploration, and invitation. In this particular discourse, we wander into the territory of tricksters, cosmic cycles, simulated realms, and the ever-shifting line between order and chaos. If any of it resonates, linger at the doorway. What calls you further in, walk toward.
Tag: shadow work
There comes a quiet moment when the soul remembers — it was never meant to live in chains. Not of the world, but of thought, fear, and forgetting. Freedom isn’t earned through effort, but revealed through awakening. You were never broken.
This is not a guide, and it’s not meant to teach or preach. It’s a remembrance. A meditation on what we’ve lost, what we’ve been taught to forget, and what calls to be reclaimed. We move through life absorbing so much — beliefs, rules, limits, identities — not realizing we’re carrying stories that aren’t ours. This reflection is a kind of unweaving. A peeling back of the layers. A way to speak directly to the soul and remind it: you were always more than this. You still are.
We’re not here to fix the world. Not really. The idea that we must engage endlessly with the problems handed down to us — repeating the same outrage, the same struggles, the same attempts at revolution — feels less like progress and more like participation in an elaborate, self-sustaining illusion. The trick isn’t just deception; it’s the mechanism that keeps us fighting within the game, rather than seeing beyond it.
My father visited me in a dream this morning. We were talking about some old computer and how much work I’d done on it over…