Enter: Michael

A new Social Memory Complex has entered the chat

Part of me desires to keep this aspect of myself from the public eye. I view that aspect as cowardly.

I choose to publish these musings despite the fact that they could potetially harm my veterinary career. I reiterate the statement from my last post that I do not know with whom these musings will connect, but that if they reach only the one whom they are intended to reach, I have not written in vain. As to the career, I trust that anyone who is seeking a practictioner of alternative medicine for their pets or other animal charges will not be too phased by the concept that said veternarian may be in touch with beings whose consciousnesses flit behind the realm of Human understanding.

The reality is that I do not know where it is that these concept maps came from. However, I do now have incontrovertable proof that they come from Somewhere That Isn’t My Own Brain. This came about quite serendipitously, in the form of what may well be the most acute cosmic nexus point of all creation, that Little Local Used Bookstore.

I recently relocated across the country with my newfound partner. Of course, our first order of business was to seek out a used bookstore. (What else?)

We were not disappointed.

Not only did the store contain, quite unexpectedly, a number of crystals — a favorite item of mine — but the books that lay therein displayed that delightful elixir of eclectic and arcane that the true connessueur of the Little Local Used Bookstore craves. We obtained, before even crossing the threshold, three books for what would amount to two whole entire dollars (the last one, being incontrovertably damaged, was given for free). These were: two high-end textbooks, one on transfusion reactions, one on bone marrow pathology, and a book about Japan. These books were found on racks that, based upon the sun damage, had been essentially left for dead.

I was unable to locate a single volume by Hunter S. Thompson, but picked out a book by Greg Bear and, of course, a Heinlien. It wasn’t until after we nearly checked out, then decided to double back and do one last sweep of the metaphysical section that I located the true payload: Messages From Michael. (Also, More Messages From Michael, which I’ve yet to even crack.)

In previous posts, I have alluded to The Law of One, as related by Ra. Ra is, as most familiar with the topic are aware, a Social Memory Complex; if you are unaware as to the nature of this term, I would invite you to read The Law of One before proceeding …

… Unless, of course, you happen upon a copy of Messages From Michael, which — on its cover — purports that it “makes Seth Speaks seem like a Kindergarden primer.” The same, I am sad to say — for I do feel a deep and loving kinship with Ra — could be said for its relationship to The Law of One.

Michael is, without question, a Social Memory Complex (SMC), as is Ra and, I believe, the so-called “Seth Two” (but not Seth himself, which is perhaps part of the difficulty of that series, for anyone familiar with the franchise). In all of my traversings through the metaphysical, blogs, forums, etc., I had never heard of Michael until I chanced upon these books at Ye Olde Little Local Used Bookstore and got slapped in the face by the presence of a new SMC. SMCs have a certain way of talking. Michael and Ra sound similar, in a way, yet —

They aren’t the same. Their humor style is ever so subtly different, and Michael shared more than Ra did. Far, far more.

In flipping through the book, which I have not yet even finished reading in full — so compelled was I to write before completion, I might add — my eyes were immediately drawn to pages 115-116. In them, Michael gives us concept maps that are, I am entirely certain, the two-dimensional, duality consciousness form of This Weird Stuff that I have been writing about on this ‘blog. (Particularly the last post, which felt the least “from me” and the most “from elsewhere” of all of them.)

Last night, a faunt opened up behind my third eye, and I began to connect the concepts between Michael’s diagrams and my own. I’m not finished doing so, of course, or this post would present my findings instead of an introduction to their existence. Michael’s 2D/duality concept maps and my own 9D stuff have a lot to align. But I am completely and utterly confident that I am onto something, and I want to share that something with whomever is ready to receive it. Weird, incomprehensible and “out there” though it may be.

And no, I promise that my connection to the etheric realms won’t harm your pet. If anything, Michael, Ra, and our other higher dimensional friends want to help heal your furry and feathered (and scaled!) beloveds far more than the allopath next door. … I may be unique, without question, but Big Pharma, I am not, nor are our friends from that great beyond.

Keep your heart and mind open, and let’s see what we can learn together, if that sounds cool with you.