I had my Dark Body Activation yesterday following a cosmos shattering submission/breakthrough the night before and I just went still. I have no story, it’s all gone. There’s nothing to do. Nowhere to be. Spent the day yesterday sitting on the couch, taking a shower, being acutely present in my submission. I didn’t want to watch the series I was crazy about a couple of days back. I wrote a disruptive post in our premium membership group and then disappeared energetically from the whole thing. Like, I don’t have a business because I disappeared and I submitted to that AF. At the end of the Dark Body Activation I entered the white field. I was tested and I submitted. And I saw the new soul being born.

How can you speak when you have had such profound experience.

Towards the end of the day I went back and played the Money Code Activation and had extreme, embodied revelation about money. I found my taste for money. I get money now.

A few years ago I had a sudden vision of an online luxury brand offering a game of radical ascension, or enlightenment or whatever, a passage, a game that came alive when you played it, like Jumanji. It would shape itself to your myth. It would destroy and shatter, heal and make hole on euphoric levels by revealing and unravelling your story to you as you went along. The templates would take on a design when you opened your pages that was tailored and coded to you alone to bring you deeper into the experience. There would be portals within portals to bring you deeper and deeper. From desert, to oasis, through the fire. You would be leaving the world never to come back the same again.

This vision is coming back to me now, having walked through the veil with my whole body through something not much unlike it. A new version of the thing I saw is beginning to form. I am ready to write it, now that I truly know what it takes. And its form is not a download that’s being dropped on me like the stuff I used to get. It’s just unravelling in front of my eyes. I see that it is a script that will be magically shaped as I go along, so I won’t lift my gaze and stare into the future. As it is liberated from the need to make me money and from the desire of money, it will be a piece of art that is completely worthless. But my taste for money will be there in what I do.