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Exactly twelve years ago today, on Transfiguration Day, La Pensine Mutine was born, in a genuine surge of inner transformation.
From the Latin transfigurare, meaning “to transform,” transfiguration — beyond its religious meaning — refers to a change in appearance or nature of something (or someone), giving it a dazzling, magnificent… glorious quality.
On a supraconscious level (free from the archontic delusion), it has nothing to do with ascending into matrix bling, but rather with removing the mask of light to embrace the Real.
And in this artificial world, where suffering is normalised and the Real remains unknown, that can be frightening. Very frightening. So much so that we’d rather delude ourselves with interchangeable polarities like Truth vs Lie — which only deepen our cognitive dissonance.
Because the Real is constant.
It doesn’t lull. It doesn’t soothe. It cuts. It shakes. But above all… it liberates.
Moving from reality to the Real requires carrying out a process of symbolisation corrected by an adjusted mind. This will propel the individual from experimental to creative consciousness.
Iso V. Sinclair
Thus, at the end of a twelve-year cycle, this blog — long used as a sharing tool — has stepped out of the false light to become a threshold to the thirteenth undrawn path: the fractal one, the one that leads out of the grooves of the matrix record that loops endlessly through every layer of the simulation.
To those still walking with me after my life-changing epiphany (the last turn of the screw), I am deeply honoured to begin this new chapter with you.
To the others, it was a pleasure to share part of the journey.
To all, I wish peace and clarity.
With my utmost respect,
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