“God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. Yet his shadow still looms. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it?” -Nietzsche, The Gay Science, Section 125, tr. Walter Kaufmann
When Nietzsche declared God dead, was he not decrying the death of continued revelation? A mind infected by a fixed, linear, limited, historical story of divinity cannot conceive of more and most importantly is blind to one’s own divinity, one’s own true creative potential.
Since the psychopathic take-over of culture and thought, the murdering and co-opting of the mystics among us has been the primary tool to keep the conquered mind of those meant to serve the elite, conquered. Now we must all become mystics.
Whenever the spirit of continued revelation spontaneously rises in the indigenous self and we begin to see behind the veil to the vastness of time and space and our tiny yet special part of it, the control grid will show itself with a shot of fear and numbness to kill the mystic ready to be born.
Do not comply. Walk through that door and celebrate the lessons waiting for you.