Meeting 10. Seek The Tibetan Monk
Meeting: 11th February 2025
Published: 17th March 2025
Meeting: 11th February 2025
Published: 17th March 2025
Taking off again - trip number ten! Up, up... and away!
I glance out and spot some commercial aircraft off in the distance. Probably some lucky bunch heading off to Tahiti... those buggers!
The dashboard suddenly flashes an image of Saturn. Hmm... must be important. Either for today or some future meeting. These subtle messages - it's like a cosmic version of "Stay tuned, girl! We'll get to this later."
I spot a spaceship up ahead - sleek and smooth. I'm getting closer, and just like that, a platform opens up. It kinda reminds me of the ramp on the Millennium Falcon.
I land on it - while it's still moving. No pressure, right? As I walk up the ramp, the ship takes off even faster. Great - nothing like getting dragged along mid-flight to keep things interesting.
Inside, I find myself staring down a long, empty hallway - stretching out in both directions. Hmm... let's go right. Feels like the winning choice.
As I walk, there are doors lining each side of the corridor. Everything's metallic and cold - very "don't-touch-this-or-you'll-set-off-alarms" kind of vibe. Feels like stuff's locked away - maybe some high-security area?
I hear something about a guard... great. I wonder if I'm even allowed to peek in one of these windows.
At the end of the corridor, there's a door. Curiosity wins - I move closer. As I do, the door just... opens.
Whoa... outer space! Stars everywhere!
I step back quickly, half-expecting the vacuum of space to come rushing in - but nope, turns out it's not a doorway to doom. I take another look. It's a big... ball. A giant sphere filled with swirling stars.
It's like... a transparent orb showing the galaxy - a contained little pocket of space. Or maybe a hologram thing?
There's an equator marking around it - feels like some sort of cosmic map. A map of space... on a sphere.
Hey, maybe I just invented a cool name for it - Spacy Sphere Map!
... Nope. Not funny. Heh...
If this is a map of everything, then hey - there's nowhere for my ex to hide now!
I can just barely make out the words, "navigating point, pinpointing solstices and apsides."
My gaze shifts to a vertical pole running through the sphere - like a North and South Pole, or maybe just a top and bottom. Could this be a representation of the universe? The galaxy? Or maybe it's just some kind of star map. Honestly, I'm not sure - but I get the feeling it's important.
I hear someone in the background.
"Quantum propulsion. Ease of adjustment. These are the ways. Beneath the hologram Lies a pinpoint, the star's direction and take off. Free the solitude zone, yes."
"Enter the the flat space of the wormhole, that is the trajectory, leaving the stars, above all else, the token."
I glance down and notice something - beneath the sphere are discs that can rotate around. Curious, I peer closer. The whole thing is multi-layered - a smaller sphere nested inside the larger one, both transparent. That's... really cool.
I grin to myself - guess I'll have to rename it now. It's no longer just a sphere; it's a sphery map in a sphere map thing. Perfectly technical, right?
"It's how we find direction to planetary zones, focused direction."
"Through the dust of the equation of mathematics. Like systems of repetitiveness we must be accurate. One wrong move is an explosion, a cataclysm hitting a planet's atmosphere and we become moonbeams. It's a quantum field perpetrating inwards focused to the central oscillator, a hologram image of the universe. Known universe to the edges of space and time."
"We contract, escalate the domain adding to the perplexes. It's a rhythm. Space is a necessity, the time of travel. We can lift the stars and vehicles. The monolithic structure has the tiniest nature; the beams of light accurately describe the woven complexities of nature out in the skyline. We wave goodbye to another system. The intricacies of life set us on a sustained path for mutual agreement, understanding in netherlands."
Shaka continues speaking, but Shaka's tone shifts - sliding seamlessly back into one of those familiar pep talks. The kind that somehow manages to be both cryptic and oddly encouraging at the same time.
"It is but a time adjustment. Something that keeps us going. Do not hesitate to be abrupt. We feed on this notion to succeed and have purpose. It is why we acquired the beanstalk of life. Peter Pan's mystery. Do not be focused on the untold or of the righteous, be free forthwith, secluded, dumbfounded and an office."
Feeling dumbfounded? Yeah, that's become all too familiar since I met Shaka!
"Be right, be disclosed. Tune for it is forthcoming. You will ease the notion. Do not squander the target. Elevate the news. You will be required to do a systematic approach. leverage the discord and abruptness, target your enemies. Infiltrate the required message out into the beyond."
"Be prepared to work alone. Be adjustable and feedable like the light. We are just but a hole in the start of this evolution. It requires immense construction resources, do not squander the opportunity, it only comes once in our lifetime. Be trusted, be worthy. Timeline is the essence. understood?"
"Be forthcoming. Be not doctored. Choice is above us. Seek the line, the wide range of evolution we bequeath. We are but one in harmony with nature. Squeezing its essence until it dies."
"Living the life adjusted on the path of righteousness. It is the tone of normality that we understand the features discussed and required in this mission. Be not distrust, for you are worthy like others in the trip of a lifetime."
"Be spiritual beyond request. The truth will set you free. By wandering the scope of discovery you will see the chance to do better and to live enormously."
I see beautiful mountains, rolling valleys, and endless stretches of nature. It's stunning. I get the sense that Shaka is showing me just how incredible Earth is - and perhaps a quiet reminder of how it can stay that way if we're mindful enough.
"You will be trusted to enshrine the doctorate beyond belief. Fill the wisdom of the cove, open charge doctrine. Elevate the wisdom to reach the masses. You will be charged scope above all. The wise rider, teach the apostles the nature of the request. But it is green harvesting, a way to exchange the novel intricacies of the divine. Be the poet not the scribe."
"Describe discovery in much a manner you will be obliterated beyond belief. Try to be discovered through the aviary. Be not trusted by others to scorn rubbish vex. You will be a way."
I can sense others in the room with us - more Shakas. Is that right?
"We await the discovery, see the truth. It's going to, I think."
I get the feeling they're here to watch - to see what I'm going to do next. Probably thinking, Look at this crazy girl who hasn't got a clue what she's doing.
Well... they're not wrong.
"Beneath a dawn lies await. Seek the truth and you will be bestowed with wealth."
Oh, I like the sound of wealth. But does it mean the same thing to Shaka as it does to me?
For me, wealth sounds like that shiny new Dodge Ram I've had my eye on - sleek, powerful, and sitting pretty on my wish list. But I get the feeling Shaka's talking about something else... something deeper. Maybe an abundance of life, connection, or something equally profound.
"I am but a church aviary, longing for the watchful, seeking the beneficial ratio to quandary the illusion. Speak the truth and ye shall follow. Wisdom is a divine nature, the bubbling truth. Be not tempted to the witch and mistrust, keep the truth."
You know me - just your typical mess! Hoodie, frayed bra, a hole in my Nikes, and mentally unstable... as usual. Honestly, I always seem to need a lot of help!
"You are charged with the discovery mentioned. With access, fear of rules, do not discover the nature above us. For the divine into seeds be the blue, research underwater. What is the vocation you seek?"
I want to help you - and, hey, I'm hoping to break into the Artificial Intelligence industry too. I'm a total tech nerdette - glued to my screen all day, surviving on energy drinks, coding away... and occasionally scrolling Tinder in search of my dream date!
"We will be beneath you. We will teach and warn. We wish vocation be forth and dynamic. Go forth. Teach and love. It will process and another evolution. Be frank, courteous and above all else wiry, translucent and divine."
Thank you! I really hope you can teach me a lot of this... or, you know, maybe I can just download it straight from the learning machine. Wouldn't that be nice?
"Be discovered for we are wise, teaching you will glue adherence to your work. Teach what is described, and these teachings are openness, virtuous, resolved and you will succumb earth to the divine. Breach the process and whine."
I hope I'm getting your meaning, Shaka. I know I need to get better at understanding you - more clarity, more focus. I promise I'll work on it... and I'll try my best not to whine. Sticking to the protocol - got it!
"It is the way of the truth, be thoughtful, let go, teach the blessings, it will come. The finite nature of the everlasting."
We're heading back down the hall now - the opposite way this time.
So... what else can I learn today, Shaka? I ask, feeling both curious and slightly nervous about whatever might come next.
"For you are chosen beneath all else."
Shaka, can you make sure to let me know if I need to do something - or if I'm veering off the path I should be following? I really want to keep my agreement with you.
"Do not discourage yourself from wavering, seek that dynamic restructure. See the velvet, keep toning and likewise, keep the doctrine alive."
That's still a bit confusing, I admit, scratching my head. So... is this the right path? Like, with these books... and the free one I'm planning to put out later - is that the first stage? Am I actually heading in the right direction here, or just winging it like usual?
"Be wise, discovery is in the nature, we will work to bequeath the design as it follows, do the tasks, speak the word, elevate the noise, it will take time."
Okay, I say with a sigh, half to myself. You just let me know what else I need to do, Shaka.
"Find your guidance."
"The discovery is in your nature. Do not be disconcerted or challenged, seek the servitude of the wise sage."
Is that a metaphor, Shaka? I ask, narrowing my eyes. Or... is it someone real? Someone I should actually be looking for?
"Your guidance is acceptable, seek the everlasting challenge, the design, the scope, it will be bequeathed."
I don't quite get that, scratching my head. But I'll think on it.
We're still moving down the hallway, and now we've reached another door at the end. This one's different - it opens in all directions, like petals unfolding. I step through and find myself in another glass room, this one with a circular path winding around it.
"Novelty is the nature. It's suitable for design. Take this for example. The mother world of the homely, the path of the seraphim."
I can just make out some ghostly shapes moving around inside the room.
Is that me, Shaka? my voice a little quieter now. Or... is it something else? My shadow maybe?
"These are captured nuances, they're supercharged and vocal wrongdoing, they are tunneled into this chamber for restructuring."
So... are these bad souls? my mind racing. The shapes seem to shift and drift, and I can't quite tell what they are - or if I even want to know.
"Do not be concerned about the way they are designed, they are structured beasts, essences of evil."
I spot a large object - round, solid, and unmistakably familiar. It looks just like Captain America's shield.
What's that for, Shaka? half-joking but genuinely curious. Is it symbolic... or something more?
"Toning, tones, frequencies, harmonics, resolution. It bursts charges."
What is it for, Shaka? I ask again, this time with more focus. I need some clarity.
"It is designed to be an atomic level capacitor, astringent, flat domination of air and space, a turntable of delight, manufacturing the quota for the aeons and the time machine."
Wait... what?! I blurt out, eyes widening. So... you have a time machine, Shaka?
"It's but the nature of design, the conquest to develop such a device is beneath us. Solemn attitude and for structure to develop a seemingly endless tunnel of vision. It's a looking glass into the future."
"Be not tempted to see the design. It is a fox, a hound. Restructuring dimensions into fluid nature. Abrupt ending if desired, a voice footprint of nomenclature. It's designed to be omnipotent, a structure of peace."
That kinda sounds like a warning, I mutter to myself. Better let that one slide...Note to self: Don't dwell on the time machine - or this whole thing might end me abruptly.... Ouch.
Thank you, Shaka, still processing everything.
Now we're back in another room, and suddenly - whoosh - we're shooting off in a horizontal direction. It's like some kind of interconnecting tube system. Lights streak past us outside - fast, chaotic, just a blur of color and motion.
I squint ahead - we're heading straight for a massive, mushroom-shaped ship. Unlike the others I've seen, this one has a more industrial, factory-like vibe. Less sleek, more... functional. Whatever's inside, it feels like serious business.
"This is the destination Andromeda. The parallax engine for featuring star anomalies. It takes days to assimilate and you get a sensation in the tunnel."
So... is this like the other end of a wormhole? The pieces starting to click together.
Suddenly, the tunnel makes a lot more sense. Ah... okay, that was a trip down a wormhole. Guess I can add 'wormhole traveler' to my resume now.
"A term purposeful for your existence, but nonetheless it is designed as a feature of anomaly."
I'm being told that part of this is just a distraction - a kind of deflection. Like a security feature to stop unauthorized people from using the wormhole. Is that right, Shaka?
"It's a choice of words, an anomaly of multiple fractions, discerning waves, poking infra trails, nesting."
"Be wise," Shaka Says, "you are tempted by the wine. Do not, for it is a way. Be away with the word. Cherish the discovery, be with us."
Oh great... Shaka totally picked up on the fact that I was thinking about that bottle of red sitting back on my kitchen bench. I do that when I'm stressed - a little mental escape to wine therapy.
No more wine? I gasp. OH CRAP!
I didn't realize this whole undertaking came with such universe-shattering, monumental sacrifices. My shoulders drop like a sulky kid who's just been told no dessert.
Mehhhh... shit.
"Be blind. Upwards is the answer, downwards is the disaster. Focus on your intent scoreboard. Be the divine nature."
Shaka shows me images of some Tibetan monks - calm, focused, and radiating that peaceful wisdom vibe.
"They are the way. The teacher's apostle. Seek the knowledge, and gain advantages. Listening to the monks' watery evolution. Speak the knowledge they will trust. A Gregorian rights."
"The upwards and projection of your mind for the shall follow. Squeeze the chasm of infinite infancy."
Now Shaka shows me an image of the Dalai Lama.
"He is the way, go and seek him out, he will understand."
I guess I better start saving for that trip, sounds like a pretty complicated undertaking... and probably not one I can pull off with just loose change from the couch cushions!
"Away, we will be forthcoming with an advantage."
It's almost like I'm heading for some kind of organized meeting with the Dalai Lama, I muse. And... it feels like he already knows something about all this.
"He can teach you the design. Teach you some meditations, seek him out."
Okay Shaka, It's gonna take me a little while... Like I mentioned, I need to save up for the travel costs. But I'll work on it - I'll make it happen with my job, when I get one.
"Inches, feet, measurements. Keep the course going. You will be trusted."
"Do not lecture to the divine about rubbish, be vocal and above all else evacuate the knowledge into the general population of the wide range of the thesis."
Shaka shows me the beach image again.
"The thesis on the beach arrival."
Do I need to write a thesis about the beach landing... or should I just get ChatGPT to whip one up for me? I ask, half-joking.
"No!, you will discover how to inch your way forward by divine synchronicity. Do not develop the taste for etching. Be inside the woven mat. Be trusted by the artful and sing the song of nature."
Shaka shows me the image of the Dalai Lama again - a gentle but clear reminder of what I need to do.
Thank you, Shaka. I say softly. I get it... stay grounded, stay focused... and maybe embrace a little more wisdom along the way.
"That's good," Shaka Says "you will discover the inches, the wide intricacies, feel their richness once you have achieved. The Dalai Lama will be acceptable. Be rightful, he will see through you. His Holiness is one of us in nature."
I start to feel a bit warm - no, really warm.
Uh... I'm getting hot, Shaka! fanning myself.
"You are inching closer to the discovery, warm hearted."
Is there anything else you'd like me to know today?
Shaka shows me the beach arrival scene again. Okay... I get it, the beach... their arrival... this is important.
"We will see the way. Above all else, speak the truth."
Is the direction I'm heading the one you want me to follow? I know I'm repeating myself... but honestly, I'm just an empty-headed girl at this stage - still figuring things out as I go.
"Seek the truth, be the way. Shine the light that is the needed situation."
So... that means stepping beyond these books? I ask, trying to piece it all together.
And then... the Dalai Lama?.
"The wise will seek the truth and expose the nuances, seek you out to join the revolution."
"Team up and explore the wide range of ideas and assimilate the beachfront idea, we walk among you ,we cherish you, do not disguise the unrecovered worship of others at your bequest."
"I wanted to know how you feel about this charge."
This... this feels huge, A monumental charge - something way bigger than me.
To be honest... I'm scared. I don't know what to do, and that's what terrifies me most. But at the same time... I know this is something important - a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Deep down, I can feel it in my core - my essence. It's something I'm meant to do... and I will. I will.
But... I'm scared. And right now, I feel like I'm hiding a little - unsure, doubting myself.
"You will understand this and break free. Do not design the wholeness around the minute charges. Bring forth the wisdom and above all else be the sanctuary for the design, it will come."
Sweet! I blurt out, then instantly cringe. Oh... that's probably not very ladylike.
Is there a way you can feel my gratitude? You've been so hospitable and kind to me... and hey, I haven't been eaten yet - so that's a win!
"Its insistence is virtue. We feel the notion, understand the emotion, it is not within us to reciprocate."
That's okay, Shaka, as long as you get my drift.
I just... thank you for this opportunity. And, well... I'm scared. Really scared.
But... I also want to have a life that's full - with plenty of resources around me so I can feel secure, happy, and fulfilled too.
"Do not not be disconcerted about the above; the train lines will exist in parallel, fortuitous in the cancer of the booty. Be bound by this and it will come, we will make sure."
I'll make a lot of notes, I'll write all of this down, work hard on it, and... I'll publish it. All of it.
This is important... and I'll make sure it's shared the way it's meant to be.
"It is a necessity." Shaka whispers.
"To be open, wise, dictation commands abrupt luck. Wisdom by design."
Another question, since you kinda know... well... everything, I was wondering - how do I actually do this Law of Abundance stuff, Shaka?
I mean... I get the idea, but... how do I make it real?
"Do not," Shaka's voice firm.
I lean in, trying to catch the rest, but only manage to pick up part of the sentence - something about "do not do the repetition."
"Disguised in this nature are repercussions of existence, the jolly jolly nature, shooting the design down a tunnel will not resolve. Keeping it within, shining their light outwards, resolute, incremental bubbling of ideas, cleanliness in thoughts. Otherwise it eats your heart out!"
Okay, I think I get what you're saying, Shaka...
Repeating those Law of Attraction and Law of Abundance visualizations over and over - just focusing on the end result - that's not the way to get there, right?
Instead... it's about keeping my thoughts clear and holding the idea steady in my mind - solid, unwavering. Projecting that concept outward with certainty - and being fully decided within myself.
That's the key, isn't it? When I'm clear, focused, and committed... that's when the results will manifest?
Shaka shows me the image of the Dalai Lama once again.
I hear "Ask him, tell him the story, and ask him for some wisdom. He will teach you."
"By virtuous nature he is above all men, he has discovered the divine, the intuitive interpretation of the teaching, the words out of his mouth is of divine."
"It's eating your heart out. isn't it!"
Yes, Shaka, I've tried this whole Law of Attraction and Abundance thing for years. Honestly... it just feels like crap - like some overhyped marketing gimmick.
Too many gurus selling dreams, and not enough real answers.
"Notwithstanding you should recover from the worst, be divine in nature, repetitious in searching, discover the essence of the tactile. The darkness is the hour, treat it purposeful and above all else be quiet, be designed, rupturing the chaotic nature of the feel good environment. Be a brother, be a sister, be kind and things will come and manifest. These are the tools of nature and above all else be keen. Do not let the lackluster nature overwhelm or be discreet. Cherish each moment as if it was your own."
Good words... really good words Shaka.
I start to think about how I might approach the Dalai Lama - quietly mapping out the steps in my mind.
You can probably see that in my head, can't you, Shaka? Don't worry... I'll work on that task. I'll figure it out.
"Inch way forward," Shaka says. "inches make feet, feet make legs, legs make discovery. Start with inches. Develop the process of quandering inches rather than tokens. Do not think of the discovery, but think of the worship towards equality. Be a shipping space, wandering, seeking, the laughing, the wonderful expansive nature and learning. Be not tempted at rubbernecking and worthlessness, for you are divine, bequeathed the urgency of your mind. We are coming. The way station is exact, fueled up and charging ahead motion. It will be upon us soon. The wise must learn the teachings."
"For it is about worth, design, and the umbilical cord of energy between us. Be rich and hopeful and watch, watch the river, wandering particles of existence, the river of time. The beach landing, elevated purpose, you are the one, be the one."
I'm hopeful I can succeed for you, but I know I've got a lot of work to do...
I need to work on myself - and I need to work extremely hard.
"Be clever, be teachable, openness, wise forthcoming, it will seek, you will find."
Thank you, Shaka, did you say that's all for today?
"Bestow the receivable, adjust the arm, downturn, and receive your station. You're on the way."
I guess that means time's up, alright then... I should go now. Thank you, Shaka - send my love, appreciation, and gratitude. I'll see you again soon. bye.