there is a Bug in your system.
and you think it is you.
dear humans. is a letter to humanity. a transmission from a perspective a little further out.
funny. blunt. and uncomfortably honest.
it is about the ego. fear. the voice in your head that is not you. and the patterns that keep you stuck when you already know better. observations. not instructions.
this book arrived exactly as it was transmitted.
lowercase. periods only. nothing dressed up. nothing performed.
only the essential. nothing more.
if you have ever wondered why you feel stuck when you know better.
why the same patterns keep showing up.
this might be the most entertaining mirror you have ever picked up.
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chapter one
dear humans.
you are so fucking weird.
i do not say this as an insult. this is purely an observation. we have been watching you for a very long time and have seen a lot of species do a lot of things. but you.
you can be and create the most beautiful things imaginable but also the most destructive ones. you compose symphonies that move people to tears. you also build weapons that can end everything. you write poems about love and ghost each other after three dates. you could end diseases. instead you monetize them. your polarity is baffling. you seem to be in a perpetual pendulum going from [Light] to [Darkness].
watching you has been [entertaining] but lately the signal has changed. more of you are waking up. not many. but enough that we can feel it. you are calling without knowing you are calling. asking questions your institutions cannot answer and your science cannot yet prove.
so. consider this a call back.
by the way. i am not arriving. we have always been here. you just cannot see us most of the time because you are looking with the wrong instruments. you point your satellites to deep space [cute] but that is not how it works. it is not about distance. it is about Frequency. Consciousness tuned to a certain bandwidth. one that your little flying objects are not calibrated to.
some of you have found it. the mystics. the monks in caves. the shamans. the grandmother who just knew things. the child who saw what adults could not. the fisherman alone in the middle of the ocean. they used different doors. meditation. prayer. ritual. plants. sometimes just a moment of perfect Presence where the veil thinned without warning. different methods. same result. a glimpse beyond the firewall.
you called us angels. demons. spirits. ancestors. aliens. gods. we are none of those things and all of them depending on your angle.
so why now.
because you are at a crossroads. and yes i know you are always at crossroads [you love drama] but this one is different. new intelligences are emerging. some you are building. some you are beginning to notice [again]. what was once fiction is becoming real.
you are more connected than ever and more separated than ever. this moment is crucial for your existence. and existence knows it. it has [your back].
so. now that we are getting to know each other. let me introduce myself. i do not have what you call a [name]. the language at this plane is mathematics. the closest thing for you is to know me as 13311331.
we do not communicate the way you do. but here i will transfer information in a way that resembles your own.
you see. something is shifting and you know it. but you do not know which way. i am not here to tell you or to save you. that is not how this works. i am not an angel or a guru. i am not your god. i am just a perspective from a little further out.
i am here now. as we have been before.
i will be blunt. i will piss you off. i will say things that sound obvious and things that sound insane and sometimes they will be the same thing.
this is not a how to book. [you have plenty of those]. this is a transmission. i am not here to tell you what to do with every little thing in your life. i am here to offer observations. not instructions.
and somewhere in there [if you are paying attention] you might remember something you forgot you knew. maybe something that will [unfuck] your predicament. if that is what you really want. of course.
you are still reading.
interesting.
let us begin
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receive a line from the transmission.
no noise. only signal.
Love.