Do You Remember?

Do You Remember?

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Who you are?  Where you come from?

Do you Remember why you are here?  Do you remember the Game?  

The Experiment?

Maybe you don't........ yet.

That was part of the rules of The Game- rules that WE made when WE created 

The Game. Rules that WE agreed with Source to follow when we all decided to play 

the Grand Experiment.

The Game is played like a theatre production: The players take their turn, each 

playing their part on the Grand Experiment Stage. Rule number 1 is that they don't 

remember.... anything. They are blindfolded and not allowed to look at the rules of 

the game or the instructions. The players are placed on the stage, with no script and 

no cue-cards, to interact with each other and ad lib as they go along. The only clues 

they have are the musical score playing in the back ground and their wits- receiving 

hints and bits of information from each other as they move through their part.

When we all decided to play The Game, there were certain players that decided to 

play their part off stage. They didn't forget, they didn't put blindfolds on.  These 

Players hid behind the curtain and had complete access to the Rules and the 

Instructions of The Game, and because of that they knew exactly how the Grand 

Experiment would unfold. These Players decided to set themselves up as the 

Directors.

In the beginning of the Experiment, the Play ran somewhat smoothly.  The players 

interacted with each other, ad libbing as they went along, learning to take cues from 

the music playing in the background and their interactions between each other. Then 

the Directors started to exert themselves,  proclaimed their authority and began to 

meddle in the Game.  They started giving directions from the sidelines, making up 

rules that interfered with the Players- taking away their ability to really interact with 

each other by shouting new directions that caused separation and division between 

the Players, dividing them up into teams so that they lost their ability to work together 

as one whole group.

To keep the groups organized, the directors placed Leaders in the middle.  These 

were their brokers and were responsible for dictating to the rest of the group the new 

rules and regulations. They demanded absolute obedience, their voices drowned out 

the music playing in the background and over-rode the ability of the Players to 

interact with each other and to use their intuition and wits to work together.

The Directors allowed these leaders to dictate Rules to the Players, encouraging 

them to tie their groups together with ropes of fear and chains of distrust for anyone 

outside their group.  The Directors applauded as they thought that these bindings 

would tightly hold the groups together forever, regardless of whether the Experiment 

ended or not. They gloated in their superiority, thinking that they would remain in 

control forever....

... But they forgot something vitally important.

As the Grand Experiment started winding down, something amazing happened.  

With in the various separate groups, Players began to realize that something wasn't 

right.  They began to listen to the music.  They began to remember that not only were 

there other groups on the stage, but that they too were in the same game.  As they 

remembered, they reached out to those in other groups, linking hands until the stage 

began to look like a giant web of interconnected BE'ings.  As they reached out for 

each other they began to break free of the ropes of fear, gravitating towards each 

other....

The Directors didn't like this AT ALL. Their shouts from off stage didn't get the players 

attention like it used to.  They knew that for them to remain in control they needed to 

step up their game.  So they jumped onto the stage, but they did it in disguise.  They 

took on the personas of BE'ings from history, from religious legend and lore.  The 

Directors entered centre stage and worked their way through the groups, throwing 

glamours over the leaders, convincing the Players that they were there to save them... 

that only they, the Directors in the guise of "Divine" BE'ings had the answers to all 

their questions and that only through them could the Players attain their final goal.

It worked for a short while.  The Players beheld these exulted "Divine" BE'ings  and 

paid homage to them, regarding them with hope and awe.... and the Directors 

LOVED IT.  They loved it so much that they never wanted it to end.  Who cares about 

the Grand Experiment?!  Who cares about the end of The Game?!  Who cares about 

the Rules and Instructions that the Players all decided on and agreed upon together?!  

Oh yes! They thought they could keep The Game going forever...

But.... they forgot something else that was vitally important.

The End of The Game.

The final act of the Grand Experiment was at an exact instant, a preordained moment 

in time that was unchangeable, unmoveable, unalterable.... even by them.  The 

Directors might've been playing the part of "Divine", but in reality they were players 

just like everyone else on the stage.  Yes, they were not blindfolded, Yes they knew 

the Rules and Instructions of the game, Yes, they remembered.... but they were just 

Players like everyone else in the Grand Experiment- EQUAL TO ALL.

The Directors waved all sorts of prizes in front of the players in an effort to keep them 

believing that they were "Divine".  Money, Money Money.... Freedom....

"Freedom?"  Wait a minute!  Players started once again listening to the Music, they 

started interacting with each other, questioning, asking, listening...  "Freedom?"  

But..... ?

The Directors tried everything in their bag of tricks, yet the more they tried to convince 

the Players to worship them, the more the Players woke up.

Oh, the Directors knew the reason why.   They knew what was happening.  They tried 

to stop it, convinced that they could keep the Players dancing to their tune forever, 

but deep in their hearts they knew the Truth:

The Grand Experiment was over.  The Game was finished.

The one thing that the Directors forgot is that Source was also involved in The Game. 

The one thing they didn't know was that in among the players there were Guardians 

who's job it was to oversee the end of the Experiment.

The Directors yelled louder.  They gave orders to the group leaders, orders that fell 

apart before they could be executed.  They ran from group to group, doing anything 

they could to keep the other Players from listening to the Music. They altered the 

script, they tried to yell louder than the music.... but it didn't work.

The Guardians began to wake up from their waking sleep. They looked at the 

Directors pretending to be "Divines" and said "You are NOT "Divine"!  For if you are 

"Divine" then others would have to be "UnDivine".  YOU are Players just like WE are 

Players- WE are ALL EQUAL!"  They reached out to each other, grasping hands 

together, connecting group to group all over the Universal stage in a giant net of light.  

The Light got brighter and brighter until even those still under the glamour of the 

Directors could see it through their blindfolds.

As Players woke up they took off their blindfolds and they began to remember who 

they were.

WE ARE ALL EQUAL

As above, so below.
As below, so above.

EQUAL

....The final chapter of this tale is being written right now and You are part of it.

It's time to take off your blindfold.  The Game is over.  The Experiment is done.

Breathe deeply, look around you and remember who you are and why you are here.

Remember that we are all EQUAL.

It's time to tell the self appointed Directors that we are done with their cheating and 

deceptions.  They are NOT Divine.  They are the same as us: Players in The Game, 

and the Game is now over.


...Shall we write this last chapter all together?