Human incarnations provide for an endless plethora of fascinating experiences.
Corporeal lives at this level of reality always produce memorable encounters.
Much of that fun comes from this game of willful ignorance enforced upon us prior to entry in this amusement part of life. Due to partial
spirit-suppression within the biokinetic shells of material bodies, we (most of us) can't remember who we are, from where we came, or anything about
our existence in the other world.
But more intriguing results arise from the constant masquerade we ceaselessly carry out.
For whilst incarnate on this plane we subside in states of constant concealment and perpetual disguise. That means not only do you not realize your
own true identity, but you also can't divine the identity of anyone else.
We costume ourselves in bodies that hide the qualities of our spirits and souls. And this we do so we can meet here on the level--incarnating into a
sphere of reality where all subside in equal states of ignorance about the true identities of themselves and others.
And that leads unto some interesting situations.
Here you might be unknowingly walking on the street next to an incarnate angel. You might be completely unaware whilst sitting on the bus that you're
sharing that ride with someone who spends his time in the other world creating human lives.
You might be even be sharing office space with one of the designers of reality himself.
In the other world the identity of all those entities would be blindingly obvious--for the quality of your soul and spirit would essentially be on
display for all to see.
For instance, that beautiful individual surrounded with sparkling rainbow motes would be openly wearing his status as an angel. And that overworked
looking spirit emerging from the simulator after months in isolation would be clearly proclaiming himself a creator of lives.
There those things would be apparent. So there you could give appropriate heed unto the information you receive from all.
When an angel appeared and offered you even the smallest snippet of advice on how you could improve or what you could do better, you'd instantly
emblazon that information in your mind. Then you'd tirelessly labor in accordance with that directive.
If a creator of lives offered you friendly suggestions for what your next incarnation should be, you'd note that opinion with the appropriate amounts
of deferential respect.
But here--on the level--there exists zero visible indicia of the quality of one's spirit. Thus you've zero idea about the caliber of their
advice.
For all you know, the athletes, the celebrities, the pundits, the moguls, the politicians and personas on television--those our silly culture
venerates and idolizes and looks up to as examples--they could all have spirits far less developed than your own.
Therefore heeding their advice on anything might only be setting you back.
And the homeless, the low-level employees, the strange and quirky people you often meet whilst riding the subway or walking through the park--they
might have spirits that shine so bright they're blinding.
We meet here on the level, which means anyone you encounter could be a highly-developed spirit in disguise.
That means you need be especially careful before dismissing advice received from unlikely sources.
That means you should seriously think over the veracity and maturity of the suggestion before dismissing it outright.
Not long ago I watched a
video where a journalist performed random acts of kindness that people
suggested on his twitter account. One of those involved buying a meal for someone homeless.
So the guy took a random homeless person out to dinner, then asked him what message he'd sent to the world.
This poor guy immediately said, "I'd want everybody to love one another."
At first blush you might ignore that advice because of its source--a homeless guy in need of a bath and new clothes. But when you really examine that
message under scrutiny, you'll find it's a far better aspiration than anything we're taught in schools or in society.
And it far outstrips the hollow life lessons coming from our false idols on television and movies.
Whereas the supposed paragons of this society send us vapid quotes that urge us to do nothing with our lives but buy bigger and better things whilst
trusting the government and fearing anyone from other races and cultures, one homeless man shatters apart that hollow rhetoric with a message that--if
embraced by enough people--would invariably help mankind evolve.
Was that an angel in disguise who incarnated in unassuming form just to spread that message unto the masses?
We'll never know until this life is over--so hedge your bets safe.
Don't be fooled by the glitz and glamour of celebrity and corporeal beauty. And don't be deceived by the squalor of poverty or physical flaws.
Angels appear in inexplicable guises.
And good teachings come from unlikely sources.
So whenever you hear advice--whether it's a snippet of information received in passing or a diatribe in full on the internet or television--don't
subscribe unto anything simply because of the source.
Always consider the message itself before acting upon it.
Always consider the consequences of how upholding that teaching would impact your life.
If it'd make you a better, kinder, more ethical, more moral individual--adopt it without question.
If it'd make you more vapid, more conceited, more shallow, more superficial--reject it without delay.
The problem with most people today is they unthinkingly follow the masses and blindly believe what the voices of "authority" and "celebrity"
suggest.
But personally, before sinking my mind into that cesspool of filth, I'd rather have dinner with that homeless guy.
Because we've tried endless consumerism and egocentric lifestyles. It's gotten our species to the brink of disaster and our spirits wallowing in
stagnation and decay.
So really--it's time for a change. How about we work towards everybody in the world loving each other?
Because whilst that advice comes from somebody who smells like they desperately need a shower, that poor homeless guy probably smells a whole lot
better than the selfish rubbish spilling out the mouths of our supposed "leaders" on tv.