The Journey

Ready for takeoff? But on this journey, we won't be using any means of transportation. No car, no plane, no motorcycle, or scooter. Oh, and remember to take off your shoes, to feel more comfortable. The only thing required is a seatbelt. This is non-negotiable; no exceptions will be made.

Forget everything you think you know. For example, just because we're in Greece doesn't apply to everyone. I have insurance and all the necessary documentation. There is no insurance company, not just in Greece, but in any country on this planet, that would cover risks of this nature. If you mistakenly contact your otherwise reputable insurance agent – properly trained to smile even when hearing the most absurd things, for public relations purposes – they will likely look at you with confusion, awkwardly fidget, and give you a vague answer, unless they are a bad salesperson or are incredibly bored and completely opposed to your request.

There is, of course, a third possibility: you might inspire insurance companies to discover a new source of revenue and attempt, in their beloved bureaucratic style, to codify this new service that they might, in the future, offer. Although, it's highly unlikely they'll succeed, since we're talking about a journey into the "known unknown." That's why the seatbelt is essential.

The unknown always represents a risk. At least, that's what our basic instinct tells us, that familiar instinct of survival. However, some people, increasingly as time goes on, refuse to submit to what it dictates. They decide to explore small, initially, areas of the unknown, only to discover that it's not so unknown after all, but increasingly reminds them of something that, as they progress, and memories or stored information surface, isn't so unknown after all.

So, one wonders if this so-called instinct is real and valid, or simply a well-crafted trap, myth, illusion, tool of oppression, etc., that was established and used – with great success, it's true – from the early stages of human evolution.

Immediately, the next questions arise: who, why? The first organized social groups, the priesthood, rulers, the ruling class, the need for control, adaptation, grouping, or self-defense mechanisms. Of course, as long as there is personal identification and action in accordance with the values accepted by the group, society, or nation, there is no individual differentiation, and therefore no source of tension or conflict. However, the restrictions imposed ultimately hinder the satisfaction of basic human needs, and in a way, suppress the individual.

Spontaneity, the search for individuality, the exploratory spirit, enthusiasm, and love for life and action are all limited. So, what do we have in front of us? Something we recognize, something that resembles us, so we can manage whatever arises, it's predictable, easy to handle, there's no reason to be afraid. This is an idea – an interpretation – that may or may not be true.

Let each person judge for themselves, without the help of dictionaries or interpretive guides, without consulting learned analysts and spiritual teachers. Just ask themselves, and they will receive an answer, since we are all supposedly "made in God's image." So, those who belong to the category of daring individuals who dare to live, to question, to love, should put on their seatbelts, and let's all take off on a journey to a destination that is both unknown and known. The rest can remain simple observers – at best – critics, or even opponents – welcome, and considered rivals – there is room for everyone on this planet.

Alternatively, we can put on a suit, mask, and snorkel and attempt a dive into the pile of garbage that overwhelms us. Ideas, systems, products, services. Somewhere in the depths, there is an invaluable treasure. Let each person discover their own treasure, but before they bring it to light, they must be sure that it is not fake, that it will not turn to ash. They must be sure that they will kiss the right frog, yes, the one that will transform into a magical prince, and not some other.

If you are ready, let's begin. One more warning. Close your eyes, your ears. Let the images and sounds that have barbarically taken over every fiber of our being disappear for a moment. Everything we didn't choose, everything we allowed others to choose for us. Fasten your seatbelts, we're taking off. Sorry, wrong. There is one last warning: if you regret or get tired during the journey, remember that there are no stops; it's a non-stop flight. Ask yourself if you really want this journey. Surely, at the end, you will remember yourself more than any reflection of yourself.

Programming and other fairy tales

The paradox of this journey is that we will not be starting by moving forward, but instead, we will be turning backward. No, it will not simply be a return and a review of what has happened, just to have good excuses for ourselves. It is a return to erase what does not suit us, what does not represent us. Only in this way will there be an empty space available, for new recordings to be made in those parts of our brain, which will allow us to begin the real journey. The purpose of our journey is to meet a very old acquaintance. Temporarily forgotten and cut off - but not lost forever, and who is none other than ourselves.

Remember how many times you have been told how you are, what you feel, what is good for you, and even how many more times you have been told how wrong you are, how foolish, how clumsy. How many times have you not heard "do it this way because it is done this way because it should be this way" and always with the final epilogue of "what would they do if they were in your place"? Only they are not. They can, therefore, safely give advice, rejoice that they are smarter, wiser, more important, if anything, in their own eyes, and ultimately, luckier that they are not all these bad things that, in their opinion, you are, but they are not the same.

How can you be sure that what they say corresponds to the truth with such self-admiration? How easily do you adopt what they tell you? Yes, of course, others are a benchmark, yes, they are the mirror in which we can see our image and try to improve it. No objection, have you ever thought that there are also time-worn mirrors, colored and of poor quality, in the wrong place, with the wrong lighting, and finally, distorting mirrors, yes, for those who have them in the circus and children laugh, and we adults who have a child inside us and have forgotten or do not really consider it and do not give it space to stand, do not let it express itself.

This child is the one we owe to ourselves to defend from malicious and non-critical judgments and advice from the safe distance of the self-proclaimed authority of each third party. This child who has been severely abused on a spiritual and emotional level from the very beginning of his birth, and modern medicine is a little behind, to be precise, so far behind that it reaches the moment of conception, and is not wrong about what it says. Think about it and decide freely, without fear and passion. Think about how many of the things we think we are refer to recordings in our brain that have been made at these moments in time without asking us for permission, not to mention the cases where they have used all their "art" to achieve it.

COINCIDENCES or NOT, METAPHYSICS, CRYSTALS, ASTROLOGY, demystification first.

Demetra Togka