To the simpleton, belief and knowing can be conceived as mental standpoints that any individual can adopt with ease - as if they were nothing more than a piece of attire bought in a store, adorned and made permanent until removed at a later date. In reality, a belief - especially a strong one - requires the requisite definitional foundation and framework for it to be first bought into, and then maintained. Being that they lack the necessary cognitive development, only the truly intellectually-defunct can make the necessary leaps of faith required to simply believe for belief sake. But this is no case for sympathy or pity: ignorance is bliss
is a truism when the true mechanics of reality are learned and understood, the ultimate effect of those mechanics being that reality reacts to what we believe - that is, we shift to parallel realities that are representative of that belief, our vibration determining the speed at which we make those shifts, and to what extent these parallel Earths reflect them.
In relation to the achievement or attainment of what we can define as magical feats, crossing the threshold of believability is where the great challenge lies: desire, determination and technique are not enough - if we wish to move an object with nothing more than the power of our mind; or levitate off the ground; or remote view the contents of an envelope, we must first be willing to believe that such a feat is possible - we must, in the stark light of day, open our minds to that possibility. We must then be able to reason how
such a feat is possible, the processes and mechanics underpinning that would allow it to happen, perfectly, logically. When this juncture is reached, the threshold of believability is crossed - in short, instead of only wanting to believe, we begin to genuinely believe. And thus we then believe with not merely our hearts - which are connected to Source and thus know that all things are possible - but with our minds too.
We believe with our total being
On one fateful night in 2007 I experienced, during meditation, a vision that, even at the time, I knew was important, but yet, as the years drifted by, amongst a striking conucopia of life-changing metaphysical experence, it still stood out. It changed my life, in the sense that it tasked me with opening my mind to something that even I doubted could be possible, and from this drove me onwards, daring to dream the impossible. What was this vision you ask? It was, in essence, a vivid mind's-eye video-tutorial showing how to apport
, accompanied with narration from person unknown. While it was happening I discovered I could think over the top of it, thus effecting the phenomenon a degree of validity that it otherwise would have lacked. Over the coming years I played with the idea, but it was only later - a couple of years ago - that I genuinely began to believe it possible. I had yet to cross the threshold of believability, you see. Apportation - the act of materializing objects from 'thin air' (as Freeman would put it) - was, as you can imagine, still too fantastical, still too big for me. Not precisely a pipe-dream, as in my attempts I could feel energy flowing in response to my intent (causing interesting, hitherto unexperienced phenomena to occur), but still a dream nonetheless.
It was only when, post 2012, that I began to learn about the true mechanics of self and reality, where the old model of reality broke down as evidence of the former proceeded to fall into my lap, that I actually crossed the threshold and thought to myself "Hang on a mo... this IS possible. Big, life-affirming and incredible, but nonetheless possible. I... CAN do this" - the ultimate result of this being that I could finally sit there, in the cold light of day, and truly attempt it. It no longer was something I simply felt happening in my being, that I tentatively played with energetically, and anaylized. I believed
All this came to a head a few months back when, during an attempt, evidence of a vortex, or a wormhole, manifested right in front of me, above my upturned right hand: that is to say, the space between my eyes and my hand became warped and distorted, causing the fingers below to displace, or point in strange directions, the very skin of my hand to bobble
, and other strange effects... understandably this event blew me away, as I had, up until this point merely believed. Now, I had reached the higher plateau of knowing.
I stopped what I was doing and did some deep-breathing. That was enough, for now...
So this is where, on my personal journey, I am right now. I know I can repeat the conditions that led to this apportation attempt, and yet I am tentative. The thing most people do not understand about the achieving of magical feats is that they require a certain level of vibration in order to occur, some higher levels than others. Apportation, let me tell you, requires a very, very high vibration - a healthy body and mind, a relaxed state of being, and a level of excitement that is, presently on this planet, alien to the great majority of people. It's not easy to attain, but it is, however, something that I know how to achieve - I know the steps.
I realize that even if I never made the grade to a full blown apportation (which I do not believe - it is inevitable now), I could record myself generating the vortexes in my hand that lead to it and become semi-famous, like some kind of real-life X-man. But this is... not enough. My aims are high, my self-worth impregnable, and so nothing less than the attainment of complete self-sufficiency and peersonal freedom will satisfy. And apportation is the gateway to that.
Have a nice day.