Learn the geometry of creation from a bee. Navigating the mirrored fractal honeycomb Part 2
“Would you like to learn the geometry of creation from a bee?”
“Have you remembered your protective jacket and hat veil?”
Such topics include:
Bee 101 - IN THE BEE-GINNING
Bee 102 - THE INTRODUCTION OF BE-EGO
Bee 103 - AWAKENING TO THE SOUND OF A HONEY BADGER
Bee 104 - NAVIGATING AN EXPANSIVE MIRRORED HONEYCOMB
(Hey, was it a billion years ago or yesterday that we plummeted into this angled, sacred geometry secrets hive?)
Hive mentality is created by a master spell. The key to creation is that no-thing is created. Only attention brings focus to what ‘is’.
Then, after many years, we imagined what it would be like to copy our bee brains interpretation and express it in our honeycomb. We knew all the other insects would think we were cool, if not the Supreme Creator Bee.
Feeling super smart, we made a circle around the imagined place where the hive was to reside. Landing on flowers 120 degrees from each other, we directed the colors towards the center of our attention. This trinity of creativity produced the shape of our hexagon birth cells.
We never thought we created the perception of the bee brain to interpret the ‘colors’, but knew other insects wouldn’t know the difference.
“Bee arrogance had never been so outlandish!”
We, the Bees, fell into the angles, swallowed by a geometry we thought greater than the imagination who created it. Human Bees were what we named ourselves, so proud in our symmetry. We were like the lore of fallen bee angels.
Enamored in our buzzing music, our ‘enLightenment’, art, science and religion - we were lost in the mirrored hex chambers. But within them we finally found a clue, so that no longer a drone, we could zip away from the hive to our original state.
Nestled in each hex chamber laid a little spoken myth.
Taoism brought to you by a bee. As long as there’s duality and imagination - more ‘things’ are created. There will always be more to learn, as long as we’re willing to keep creating.
All matter ‘forms’ from the intention of multiple wills, having cast spells in sound, light, and touch, it collects through mass suggestive amalgamation.
“So, as the ‘colors’ of sound and sight buzz around, let’s recall…”
‘There was once a bee that wanted all others to ‘believe’. She wanted her relative dream to become Absolute reality. Being buzzed from fermented nectar, she bent light in new ways, and the sensation of unseen colors became seen.
She and ‘her friends’ effected the point of observation, so what was perceived as ‘energy’, became hexagon shaped honeycomb ‘matter’.
The bees scurried into the birth cell - where the center to base all else became the new sensation. Then, she and her buzzed buddies became visible and invisible by limiting what ‘frequencies’ could be resonated to, and thereby seen. This way, they could call their invisible side ‘the creator’.
The queen bee is not recreating a sublime force, rather… utilizing and organizing all the spells that came before. That which she holds in her honey is the culmination of innumerable conjurations, all piled up, so dense that it’s become ‘matter’.
Bees who say the honeycomb is half empty, then buzz ‘they believe in God’, also hide from the dissonant perception that they’re hive-kept by an unloving ‘god’.
Here, they’d became the ‘God Bee’ all others were entranced with.
God was what they instructed their smaller-selves to perceive - a ‘god’ with slight of stinger, a god of perceptive duality, a god of birth and death, a god of images from a creator bees imagination, a god that some would say… was no ‘God’ at all.
Many who realized this swarmed in agitation, for they weren’t part of the original collection of duality creating bees, and because they couldn’t allow themselves the ego based pain of the tentative perception that they’d been ‘deceived’ from its inception.’
Considerations
Some Wills want so much to keep their movie, their production a reality… to subordinate the Absolute to it that they have created a peculiar ‘god’. These are versions of ‘creator’ specifically designed to break your heart. These are the gods that eventually cause so much discord in their unresponsiveness that the ‘conjured’ entities which believe ‘it’ to be its creator grows in rage. This expanding fire is expressed in many ways.
The consuming flame is not unlike unrequited love, or spurning by a lover. The excuses and rationalizations are innumerable. All sorts of ritual and reinforcement are designed by these wills so that their self and others selves can continue their belief. Eventually, all that is reflected back is pain and suffering. The rage bursts, and added to intelligence, powerful accusations, feeling of abandonment burn like fire - never seeming to stop. The result is barriers to being present, to embracing true choice.
This is the ancient story of ‘the Devil’, the tale of duality and the false god that most everyone worships. The ‘created’, in their fear, reeling from a deeply programmed state adjust their every move, their actions, their thoughts to conform to their spuriously ‘sacred’ belief system. They betray their self, to swallow without question the advice and myths of elder Wills who never were able to conquer the false ‘god’ either.