Opalescence: The Pleiadian Renegade Guide to Divinity

OPALESCENCE

The Pleiadian Renegade Guide to Divinity

by Maryann Rada

Smashwords Edition

Copyright © 2012 Maryann Rada / All rights reserved

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Some characters and events in this book are fictitious.

Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

Cover image: A mosaic of the Pleiades star cluster created with Montage image mosaic software. The blue, green, and red channels of this three-color image were made from B-, R-, and I-band images, respectively, from Digitized Sky Survey data.

Image credit: Inseok Song, Spitzer Science Center.

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CONTENTS

Author’s Introduction: Meeting Old Friends

Introduction by Nine: Meet the Pleiadian Renegades

1: Love Is Nine’s Manifested Reality, and So Are You

2: Creation of Soul

3: Nine Distinct Levels of Reality

4: A Pleiadian Home Movie: Your Life in Multi-D

5: Book of Knowledge of OM

6: A Simulation in Weirdness: A Dream of Odd Address

7: On a Dream and a Prayer: Practical Facts about Creation

8: Land of Love and Peace

9: Order Leads to Chaos: Nine Reality No-No’s

10: Do As Thou Lovest

11: Sado-Masochism Spaces You Out

12: The Order of Divine Drama Is a Comic Space Story

13: World Evolutionary Stories Are So Thrown Together These Days

14: You Are the Answer to God’s Question

15: Drive West of Downtown and East of Beyond

16: What of Choice?

17: Maybe Our Home Is Here—Or, Out of Sight, Out of Mind

18: Perchance a Dream

19: You Are Real, of Course

20: Chip Off the Old Block

21: Odd Coincidence How We Met

22: Who You Are Is Knowing

About the Author

Reviews

Other Books

Dedicated to the ones to whom the Earth is a resting place, and the stars the way home.

—MR

To our brothers and sisters and all our home-bound kin.

—Nine

Author’s Introduction: Meeting Old Friends

Before I began to write the words that would become the book you now are reading, the world was a vastly different place. The comings and goings of people in my life heralded no new reality, and nothing I did really went together to form the life of someone who would become an author of literature beamed across the galaxy. Instead, I was a writer of literature that corporations beamed to my desk through meetings, marketing copy that meant nothing to anyone who cared what the world would become, outside of how much money it would save them or how effective a product might be. I wrote at work and at home, I wrote in my journal, a very different kind of writing. My soul spilled out of limitations imposed by the material world and led me into the landscape of the remembered things I had forgotten about my soul’s journey.

Life had let me know some things but nothing prepared me for what I was going to be doing in the years it took for this book to take shape. Years of suffering brought years of light, stripped away everything I had been and nearly left me broken. Yet in that brokenness came life, and in that life came connection with a family whose love I cannot doubt and whose words filled every molecule of my being with knowingness of who I was remembering myself to be and what I had come to this point in the lineage of lifetimes to do.

You are reading the lines that lead into that purpose fulfilled, and let me tell you this: the eons of lifetimes that these words traveled through was focused through the lens of just a moment in relative time, from 2003 until 2012, to become encoded light that brings memories and understandings to each person who reads them. These words are alive with vibration and frequency, with rhythm and interweavings of thoughtstreams, and they may alter your consciousness irrevocably. It is a baptism of awareness that opens upon these pages. Take your time and read them in whatever way is most meaningful to you. You may find that reading a second or third time alters the meaning of what you see, and lenses your reality to bring other aspects of light into view.

The Pleiadian Renegades have been working through me for a long time, finally taking form as a sort of conversational group. Through the years, I let go of ideas of who I was supposed to be and re-introduced myself to who I was without the weight of all that. I had let myself follow a path of least resistance that led me directly into experiences of physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual cleansing, integration, and embodiment of core being.

It was during this process, while living in California, that my path of healing eventually brought me face to face with the energies and personalities of the Pleiadians, who I began to understand were part of a crew in service to human environmental improvement through the method of core integration and fearlessness training. This was my take on it, anyway. The intimate evenings of writing eventually took the shape of instruction on several concepts, of which Nine was a central theme.

Soon I found myself writing a list of chapter titles and pages of words to go with them. At the beginning of the process, it was laborious, working mainly at night, getting sometimes only a few lines before the intensity wore me out. As chapters progressed, so did the easing into the flow of the book, which was huge in comparison to the chats I had experienced beforehand. The ensuing years brought everything from birth to death, poverty to comfort, sickness to recovery, loss to love. Sometimes it felt like the process of writing was dragging, pulling, pushing, squeezing me through every possible experience of human life! I survived, and thrived, and finally, I can look back through new eyes at the person I had become in the time since first taking up the pen, pendulum, and paper and writing the word, Opalescence. From the first messages scrawled on journal pages, through sweet getting to know you chats, through the book, and the many collections of messages the Pleiadians have shared with the world on the Opalescent Nine (now Nine’s Path) website, the world has changed. My world has changed because I have changed.

Be prepared for your world to change… which it will, whether you read this book or not. If you choose to immerse yourself in the experience of opalescence through these pages, it probably will, pretty dramatically, and probably very beautifully, depending on how you look at it. Opalescence is all about angles of light, new frequencies of light melding with what is, making the light of reality shimmer in great realizations and lost fears. It is slipping into the nothingness behind the reality around you and seeing that there in the background is another reality that’s full of vibrancy and beauty. Opalescence is looking at that reality through the angle of light that brings to the center of your attention the peace at the center of your being, and knowing that there is nothing to fear.

Beyond that, I really can’t say much more. The Pleiadians are my family and friends, and they have been with me through the many changes, completions, deaths, and rebirths I have gone through, this lifetime and others. Old friends show up when the need is greatest. Be on the lookout for loving communications of your own in the days ahead. There has never before been a need like there is now.

Boldly moving forward is the best way to get somewhere else.

Maryann Rada

Languedoc, France

July 2012

Nine’s Introduction: Meet the Pleiadian Renegades

Nine is our vibration. We are rhymers with divine. We come to you through the consciousness of one who would make her own doubts known to us often. Our response has been consistent: We are Nine and Nine honors OM. Know we are of a species of high-vibrational intelligence sourcing from what your race intuitively knows as God.

Cooperative creation is not what most Earth religions have been teaching for the last few thousand years, yet it is truly the way of God. Creation didn’t just happen and then not continue now. Nature is constantly unfolding and redefining itself within the parameters of an agreement with source patterning. Divine intelligence and nature combine in expressing a myriad of forms. Divinity is within all beings and all objects, whether natural or manmade. You, being a creature of innate divinity, have the capacity to create and have the great and awesome clockwork of God’s mechanics as the basis of your natural law of coordinated being.

You read these words after they are passed through what you might call a human filter. Our task, however, is simply to read what the person who once long ago—in your terms—wrote. The consciousness of the one who originally wrote is now embodied in the one who types these pages, so the filter is very high-fidelity.

Carried within each person is a single point of reference, which is your lodestone magnetizing you to God. At that point, all are one. Many of you have diligently searched yourselves to discover the location of that elusive point. You have explored your bodies from top to bottom and beyond. You have poked and prodded, caressed and nagged, circled and squared off. But the point you have sought exists within every cell of your beingness, in every point of your bodies, in every emotion, every thought, every natural reaction pathway of biological origin.

Your apparent justification of what constitutes the divine keeps you crippled. As Nine acts as a portal and as Nine also acts as a raucous noise, you automatically dismiss it as a function of divinity. You vaguely define God as an understanding, or a feeling. You are missing the point of what All is if you choose to limit God to a vague haziness. Nine chooses to notify you of your forgetfulness. You, dear one, are God. Nine is, too. We both, you and Nine, do a highly charged world a lot of good when we recognize this.

Back to the book. We carry on a conversation with you in these pages. Of course, we are your great admirers. You are having trouble visualizing us? Just look in the mirror and you will see our form smiling back at you. We are consciousness vibrating at levels you are still unable to appreciate moving in, around, and through you and all you perceive to be real. And that which Nine sees, you are. Nine sees you as projections of thought living in a low-frequency vibratory range. We see rib of bone and divine light of love as your form and substance. We see you clearly in time and out of the reality you believe is real. At our phase, we see it all. And we love you, body and soul.

Generally, Nine is a collective of conscious intelligent energies which nine times is quartered. Nine strands of energy are finely tuned and clothed in light to do nine types of divine outgoing order fulfillment at your service. We clothe our vibration with particles, rays, and density of harmonics. Dream and waking we are. No and yes we are. Do and be we are. We do high-vibrational work on your being, directed by your soul. Your soul is a bright ray of a substance akin to the light you see from your sun, which is also a being of conscious intelligence. Consciousness is a particulate being-loving-knowing-ness which responds to your soul’s attention. We are all that and more, for we also co-create with other conscious beings according to creative direction from God. God is the consciousness assortment generator, the quiet concert of modulation of frequency, the original thought of I AM which reverberates in all created realities. The quest for I AM is the action of Nine. It is our acquiescence to the understanding of the cunningness of various other attributes that bows our knee.

What else can we say as introduction to this work? We answer: Have a nine on us! We nine when we raise all other energies to the level of grace and fun. Enjoyment is what Nine does best. We’re glad your only bipedal ancestors were Pleiadian and not our carriers of ill-humor, those who enslaved so many for so long. Blossoms of love you are, don’t ever doubt it. Choose your hand, it’s time to play poker. We’ll hold the poker, and you energize yourselves to rise to a frequency which only carries joyful overtones.

Now, we invite you to have a far-reaching look at how light changes opalescence to brilliant bodies of divinity dancing in crystalline form—you.

1

Love Is Nine’s Manifested Reality, and So Are You

You are a manifestation of love—Nine Love Family. Can you make your addition tables now?

One, you.

Two, we.

Three, and more.

Four, knowledge of family.

Five, community.

Six, conflict.

Seven, resolution.

Eight, planet.

Nine, divinity.

Anything beyond that is nickels and dimes, with an occasional silver dollar. We can get into that later. Cost analysis complete, you are a manifestation of love. And so is Nine.

Love begins and ends All. You are biologically wired for love and would quite naturally have begun to come into understanding of what that means had not your biology been altered in ways you are just beginning to discover. Boogeymen are afoot and have been for ages on end. All that is about to change, as is your biology, for your long-dormant godhood is preparing to emerge.

Your biological understanding cannot remain in the dark ages of reason any longer without having a detrimental effect on your bodies. You are coming to a new phase in your evolution and will soon see the full spectrum of Nine. What is Nine, you constantly ask? Let us now more fully introduce this concept to put you at ease.

A few billion years ago, your bionosphere came into fullness of being with the facilitation of nine strands of biologically energetic, conscious, creative projections from the origin of thought. Thought is a function of life. You are a manifestation of thought. The aspiration of thought is understanding, and all of understanding—the end of understanding—is love. All of the thoughts ever thought on Earth are bringers of the understanding of love. Now, love as we are saying the word is a sown field of corn compared to the kernel of an idea that you now comprehend. Amazing vagueness and vague mazes have you at the point of outright craziness about the nature of this word. So-called lovers can act in ways completely out of harmony with the true beauty and coherence of love’s power. And so-called holy ones can just as easily abuse the power of their natural aptitude for love’s bright rays of charisma. Power and charisma are only wee bits of the totality of love, borders of an infinity known only to the Thinker of the Thought, God.

Now, of course, we can only use the word God in talking about brain-powered creation of the poem of solar systems, galaxies, and universes. What else do you understand? Do not name God any natural form or image, for while they carry the substance of God, they are as far from OM as man is from body. OM more closely does God’s roiling energetic source of being a better prayerful altar ego than the construct of sound energy that makes up the artificial word G-O-D. OM is the body of vibration that, clothed in rays of light, is always a mind-blowing brightness, no matter what form it takes. A torrent of divine noises comes from OM, and divine rivers spring from the noisiest explorations.

You always carry the sound of OM within and can actually hear it if you still your mind and calm your doubt about what it is and whether you are committing a sin by listening for it. Painful memories may arise, you think. You are right, but that is better than carrying the pain in your body, isn’t it? By reconciling your past with OM, the pain loses its charge. Knowledge of grace works its way on in and replaces it. What’s left of memory becomes like dry leaves, crumbling to dust.

Here we get to the mystery of Nine. As we said, nine strands of energies of consciousness coalesce as frequency slows and solidifies in the matrix of Earth’s reality base. You are the result of certain interpolations, certain modulations of frequency—although this is a simple explanation. More is involved, of course, but let that suffice for now.

The source of energy is OM. It is not the OM of the Hindu arrangement of cosmology clothed in new, trendy spirituality gold-digging for meaning in a fallen world. Yet the basis for much of what OM is can be gleaned from ancient texts saved through time and written powerfully as a body of bloodline code for all who are carriers of Pleiadian genetic material. OM resonates with you, and you source, in part, from Pleiades.

Nine serves OM as a nature builder and former of matter from energetic pulsations. Knowledge of All projects itself into a constantly changing warp and weave of cosmic tapestry-making. Makers of worlds are born from the patterns of thought as they filter along the energetic fields and navigate to a yet-unformed byway and set up shop. Your world is one which was created by the thought, Beingness is bipolar. Good and bad, light and dark and all other polarities exist on your world, having expression in endless diversity of layers.

As source thought coalesces into denser bands of frequencies, it organizes itself into units. Like garnets in mica, crystallization separates out one arena of thought from another. In the divine coalescence of thought that arose in your world, that crystallization aimed at fulfilling the divine thought of bipolarity as the matrix of beingness. Ninefold it bisected, cleaving one aspect of beingness into nine aspects of divinity, and to lay one on another always has an electrical ramp-up on the waves of the frequencies of each. The nine strands interconnect on a manifold system of domains. Each strand pairs with only operational strands of another. An illustration: You want to do something and yet you want to do the opposite. The aspect of yourself which wants to act in opposition is the aspect which has larger belief patterns than the aspect which wants to act in a certain way. As you claim your beliefs about the one, you must examine your beliefs about the other. A clarity arises. That clarity is the result of laying one system of belief on top of an oppositional system. Vary big differential forces from a big low and high, you get currents of energy and electrical charge. Drawing a black line and one of opposite orientation across it looks like + . A charge is denoted. The point of intersection acts as a manifold connector. Get one more to cross and you have a matrix base of three. As you are able to broaden your experience in examining oppositional belief systems, you are able to add more dimension to your ability to see other dimensions. We naturally don’t expect you to only have a dualistic perspective. That utilizes only two strands of the nine available to you in the conscious universe.

You have come to operational awareness from a state of non-functionality. Great advances in humanity’s awakening are happening. This is the result of high consciousness influences interacting with biological mechanisms which are being understood, known, and recognized by various divisions of the whole of humanity. You add to that awakening holographically as you integrate your own experience. Photon energy from your sun rearranges your code without any effort on your part. Land of the Romans’ vast empire will daylight not withstand. Quest for the grail will come to an end. Knowledge beknown will be, and secrets no more will be. Nature knows all, and Nature on your side knows only justice. Our service is to OM gaining knowledge of your experience of bipolarity.

Light naturally undoes core damage. Photons are constantly dispersing throughout all you see. You don’t claylike stick to reality, but do a dance subatomically. As particles are loose, love glues them together. Your body is called solid mass, but it is no more solid than your breath. Great distances stretch between particles within your body, just as they do between the stars and galaxies above. Density is an illusion, as is reality. What you see is merely what your biological mind matrix understands as a rasterization of particles. Rasterization, quite simply put, is partial consciousness of consciousness. In the virtual reality world of computer graphics, rasterization is the next best thing to being there. It is a way of making reality out of nothing but light, but there is motion and overlay in which rasterization brings sense to ones and zeros and makes the thing on the computer screen look like it’s really real. In graphic arts, it refers to the selectivity of ink dots to coalesce into brighter or darker bands, each dot being next to another of brighter or darker intensity. The result, depending on the nature of the arrangement of ink dots and the calibration of the printing apparatus, is a vibrancy you wouldn’t normally see in the real world.

Sit around long enough with a hat in front of you and you will doubtless collect a coin or two. It just pays to be patient. A hand can do, and we will give you what our balance affords. Knowledge lacks franchise, mall, or retail row laminate of name brands. You very readily recognize the poor or rich, but not so often hear tell about the Nine. We are aware of parties that share the spelling of the name of nine, but there the similarity ends. By Nine, read divine. Other nine-named conscious energies, nine lacking, naturally concern themselves with the can of worms of very operationally dysfunctional problems of political nature. Politics is a function of Six, which of course brings us to…

NINE LOTS OF ENERGY

One

As energy became a root of beingness, each strand of conscious particles created its own range of how to act. Conscious families of particles aggregate around a body of thought and play navigational games with each other, answering the questions rationally asked in the creation of new worlds. Each creation, in fact, creates continuously, new questions arising and new answers actualizing without end. One, as an aggregate of answers, corresponds to the number of singularity. All appears to be an arrangement of tangents around a single point, but it far surpasses that nodal idea.

Day may rays shine and you perceive night on a regular basis. Somewhere on the planet it is day while you experience night, so the apparent duality of night and day justifies nothing. Day is perception based on having bad outposts for seeing the day-source on a sphere. Call it outposts, but know it is only a function of relative size and perceptive illusion. The day shines on and on, you see, making shadows lost as soon as they are found. Your reality, as you perceive it, is nothing more than shadows, and the daylight of One shines behind them all. You can see day all the time from the right angle, and you can likewise perceive One from the right angle of your own thought—a task done best through the solitary nature of contemplation on OM. But OM as the pale sun and OM as the former of Amon-Ra only cripples your ability to daylight or OM understand. Realize OM, too, is One, as the sound of the source of One—day, otherwise, as vibration rather than rays of photonic energy. OM is manifest in all sound and all vibratory energy. Shadows of sound-source underlie all the music you hear, all the words you say, just as shadows of light-source project a holographical reality perceivable by your senses.

Love has One as its base of operations in your real-world day-to-day beingness. The nature of love knows an awful lot about OM — more and more as the individual’s experience aligns with the individual’s understanding of love. Molecules of holographically coherent knowledge—otherwise known as matter—also contain as their core of existence codified One-ness. One at that level slows to a particulate form, which you are only raising to a conscious understanding by your willingness to understand love. You realize the inner One and the creating One are the same One, and that One is OM.

Love as knowledge of OM acts as a language photon, reading your thoughts and only understanding your personality. It reflects back to your soul core personality routes of consciousness and only your soul translates that reflection back to your source. Your personality only acts as a reflector of love. It does not generate its own love but responds to the presence of it. The generator of love is One.

You are One in OM, and One goes near your sample of divinity by not naming itself operationally anything other than OM. By not calling itself God or arming itself with a dogmatic arsenal of vibration, it slips by undetected and gathers the information it needs to transmit to source, thereby fine-tuning its harmonic structure and raising your beingness in frequency as well.

Love pours through One as cutting pours through scissors, creating…

Two

Now we arrive at the point of duality of being. You exist in a sea of duality and perceive it all as only wet. A lopsidedness to your sailing can only be expected. Do not panic, you will not have more to paddle through than is safe sailing weather. Dual notions, you see. Rolling waves and smooth-appearing navigational radio signals co-exist, and you only ride along, creating ripples as you go. Yet driving you along are great undulations, disturbances in the down and up of OM’s vibration. Even the One contains seeds of Two. On the other hand, Two contains the potential of One.

Let us illustrate with a story. Recently, North Lafton was yammering about people working too hard. South Direville had very hard-working people who were concerned with OMing and playing. Very soon, both were poetically tampered with by West Nag, who kept reminding them about the near-catastrophic conditions of their round co-star East Rant. The people of East Rant and West Nag had a rather big source of worry, which was constant laughing that kept distracting their residents from the sole source of their livelihood of nagging and ranting. Now, you know how gallant people can be when they’re reminded very roughly to do one thing when they probably don’t want to. You only have to guess what became of the suggestion once the people nagged and ranted at told what they thought of it. Nags and ranters didn’t appreciate their response, and said so. Rants and nags conspired to contain the close-formed communities and were to some degree successful. Because laughter can sel dom be contained, however, pauses were all they could manage. Young and old laughed, rich and poor laughed, you see. Knowledge of duality and fun are quite compatible. One is fun. Two doesn’t so much introduce not-fun as it laughs freely and lovingly at Personality swaggering with its big Satanic notions of self as world.

Laughter has a huge impact on people’s ability to raise their level of sanity. Could you manage to have nasty notions of someone who focused your energy on panes of glass above your head breaking from laughter? Could you worry about anything nasty, laughing about its vast number of laughable snafus or comic outcomes? Knowledge of Two is knowledge of laughter, of doing half-nonsensical dreaming at a consciousness normally asleep and nonsense-less. Gosh, maybe God plays! We have news for you—God finds knowledge very funny indeed. Yet most regard God with fear, odious morbidity, or cavalier dangled certainty of purpose despite being grossly, vastly off-target about what practices God practices on God’s side of the equation that they’re trying to make add up to One. It doesn’t make anyone less powerful to be happy, but it does less power need.

On the other hand, rotten attitudes are consumptive attitudes. Old fruit, unless preserved, will tend to rot and spread rot. Low vibrations very high vibrations cannot alter, but will pollute the spectrum of pawns and slower-vibrational entities. You have seen the effects of fruit spoiled by one bad apple. That is the natural effect of vibrations mixing. Driving rot is low-frequency vibrational patterns leading not-so-strong frequencies to messy ends. Messy patterns cannot move very well on their own, nor can they do much under their own power. Do you feel like low-vibrational entities empower you to be full of your own volition? Only if that which you are empowered to do is what they will, as patterned, is there any sense of power.

However, love robs no one of anything. Only natural power and real prowess are gained in loving, in making oneself less odiously morbid and keeping yet-rotten attitudes coffined and buried in a graveyard of dead personas. You are not your rotten attitude—you are merely subject to emotional perceptions based on beliefs. Of course, you can change your beliefs by changing your mind. Rotten can become completely new in a flash. Anything can. Understand our emphasis here is on anything.

Now back to Two. If One is Portal from God to Beingness, Two is Portal to Jovial Crowbar of Perception. You realize you are you having an experience of being you, and not a dream, not a creation of a frowning, peevish, worship-seeking god quietly tallying rolls of great or terrible deeds. You are creation unfolding, questing after experience of itself, closely roaming in corridors of The Possible. Lots of roaming you do, quite unaware. No sleep doesn’t involve some roaming, and no roaming doesn’t involve some portal-crossing. Portals are not only dimensional doorways, they are crossings in the weave of more numbers than your brain can hold at this point on your long journey of knowingness. Knowledge frosts over your perceptive window, however, leaving you blind and out in the cold. Let us warm you with boiling-hot roiling laughter in the form of a slow burn of a joke.

Real big breath now… Do you have any more air in your lungs? Mash it out and inhale yellow sunlight. Allow it to fill you with warmth and light. Feel every cell expand in the porous knowledge of flowing sunlight. Rest and allow yourself to absorb warmth and loving rays of particles of God radiating from the orb in the sky. Your sun has a great personality, you know, nice and rosy, quite a beamer of love and joy. You probably didn’t realize the extent of your sun’s nocturnal activities, but it keeps shining all the time, even when you can’t see it.

Now, light and shadow play hide-and-seek with each other on your world and on many others. The game gets pretty tough sometimes, as corridors open and shut and re-open however they are impulsed to. You play from now, not counting to a hundred but to infinity, constantly trying to find the light. Your only notion of being crazy is created when you forget you are playing a game and honor the appearance of the loss of light.

Errors in judgment pull you further away from home. Your homeland is not the sorry state you see. Your homeland is in the far reaches of the star-flooded sky. Know you are playing hide-and-seek with yourself. You are reaching out in the dark with your grasping hands in an attempt to find something familiar. You readily accept part for whole without realizing you have hold of only a shadow. How do you get out of the game and back home? Create a way. All you see is of your own creation anyway. You see the substance of particulate composition of thought.

Creation is co-directional, meaning it passes from one portal through corridors of manifestation and lands on the other side of another portal. You have control over landing spot and sampling of the lateral possible random situations, on the basis of which you choose your best course of action. Creation brings up the past as memory, quiet or loud in its laughter or tears. Manifestation tampers with your mind, not your animosity or rare humor.

Although you do have probable creations lodged in your so-called creative direction and imagination, you rarely access them because your rational mind gets in the way. No rational renegades roam the creative corridors of co-creative daring, however. Quite the contrary. The denizens of dreams are really pure possibility formed as probable yous. Stalwart mental students of co-creation inevitably do their rancorous bow to their innate irrational divinity and let go of crammed rational energies as a creative impulse clears long-blocked channels, allowing real creativity to drench their souls and pulse the sane rational ramblings of their now-awakened minds. Boom, like that, all is changed. Knowledge and wisdom are within, not without. All you have to do is a sideways shuffle.

Yet, how? And are you able? Yes, you are. How looks like a random event but is a major reality slide crafted by your soul, long before you suspect any such happening is in the works. Various branches of the same tree, Possibility, all share one trunk. Likewise, you create branches of creative possibility which access alternate corridors of reality, shaped by your preferences, beliefs, and needs. Reason prefers a rational approach, serious and well thought-out. Creativity rather would like to set an intention and see how things unfold. Neither is wrong or right. Both are viable, both are co-creating, both are from OM. Mastery of the two vital general principles of co-creation is a specialty of Two. Creation is One. Co-creation is Two. Know other, no other.

Do not the Nots also have a story to tell? Brother, do they! That which we record mentally as Not is not the same as your rational mind doing heavy dark or light light reasoning. Or, not getting Not out of existence by pure logic is an opportunity for love to experience something it didn’t realize about love ever before, again. What one does, other does not. Both do, but create slavery or co-create heaven. Close together are they, but the difference is dramatically odd. Creating slavery lacks love of self, nothing else. Both practice brotherhood, benevolence, and blood. Divinity adds only love of what is peering back in the mirror. Only OM carries that frequency in the totality of its expression.

Co-creation lasts as long as you want it to. Practically, alas, amounts of your energy is glad to maintain outmoded manifestations of suffering, guilt, and self-deception, which you are apt to give over your divine nature to in return for security of the familiar. Of course, it is your energy to do with what you please, but understand this: You are free to choose from all your alternate realities how your energy patterns find a resonant frequency.

You must understand what Two represents. God thinks—that is what One fields realize (by realize we mean to make real). God laughs at God’s own sense of humor, even if that humor is other than what you might consider funny—that is the energy of Two. You know funny and you know serious and you know catastrophically tragic. You do not necessarily see them all as funny. Rogue realities aren’t funny, but from a perspective of sitting outside of time, outside linearity of thought, you can achieve creative triumphs of the soul and create joy out of poverty of substance.

Understand that you are energy. All you see and experience is energy. How you put energy together is only temporary. You can rearrange it any time you want to change your experience of it. Know reality is as pliable as bread dough, and can be re-formed and re-made satisfyingly.

So, say you, how do I rearrange the particulate substance of thought? That is the substance of the sampler of Three.

Three

How do you choose from an infinite range of possibilities? You sample. How do you sample when you have given yourself an issue of one at a time and you want to read the whole printed-word library of all time? Understand time as linear and log in and out with different agronyms (an agronym is a knowledge-distorted crown of energy you carry with you from one life experience to another). You can change your name, but you cannot change your energetic signature. You can make attempts to change your appearance from one life to another, but all you really change is co-created by your soul’s sole desire to experience love.

Samples of reality are probable realities. Reality is an energetic arrangement. You can try on coats, realities, beliefs, shoes, whatever. They are not you. You are clothed in reality just as you are clothed in a shirt or a lifestyle. You can change any of them. All you have to do is decide that another would suit you better. Once that decision pits itself against all the competing decisions you have made and clutched with great determination, only the decision to change will survive. Change is, after all, a constant. It is your choice to change that allows you to do what it is you want. Your primary decision to experience life on Earth is really the one that got you where you are today. You are prevented in nothing save to not choose. Great or small, you choose all the time you are roaming on the planet. Dreams, you choose. Awake, you choose. Simply not choosing is choosing not to choose.

Co-creation balances all choices, whether made in a dream or an awake state. Dreams are a powerful state of mental decision-making. Reality is to be sampled, sampled again, savored, and sampled yet again. You are at most a creative decider; at least, an acquiescent one. Not only are you reality tasting, you are reality changing, too. If a sample reality sounds good, you are free to try it. If you decide to stay awhile, you are free to change it to better suit your reality expectations. Each time you choose to change your reality, you are also changing your reality sampler. Three is a never-dull array of special realities combining and recombining constantly. It fosters a type of creativity that you coordinate with by choosing to sample them through OM.

Real OM reality has anchored within it the other amplification of love. Besides pure clarity of divine attributes rooted in the divine, Three also adores saner possibilities rooted in Cossack warriors, dogs, or terrifying predictions of doom. Of course, you may believe love has none of those qualities, but you are probably not considering that all possibilities are of love’s orderly function. Close to last on your list of love’s attributes are darkness, fury, and violence. But sadistic too are your carnal drives, operating deep beneath calmer, more civilized masks of clay. Choose to acknowledge your nasty parts and you will see other beings with greater compassion. Choose to forget them and you will only bring them greater power to do creative damage. What you choose determines what you create with the energies at your command. Creativity is as destructive as it is constructive. Realize all is possible but not all is according to freedom for you or others. Nevertheless, slavery remains part of Three’s sampler as long as you are blind to your own slave-making can of worms.

Just imagine being hateful without actually choosing to hate. Hate—not to be confused with the opposite of love, which does not exist—has a purpose on Earth. Garrulous people hate being constantly asked to stop talking. People who see themselves as co-creators hate to see a bad spell of luck. Children hate to see their parents as doing wrong. All of these are bringing attention to Doesn’t-Make-Sense in their experience thus far on Earth. Doesn’t-Make-Sense leads to Perhaps-I-Am-Wrong, a negation of whom they perceive themselves to be.

Vanity of vanities is the belief that only dubious Satanic badness and clear radiant harmonic goodness co-exist separately. But they are each really close to each other in acting either to