Hi Open,

When I read the sentence 'the "plandemonium" is the greatest encouragement to go within and find a different way of informing and illuminating your life' I felt to share my story in relation to that.

I'm pretty sure I may have mentioned this briefly and in part in at least one other post somewhere, but that post is now a year old and I didn't really know what I was doing back then. The period in which, amongst other things, I became aware of Openhand is several months of vague memories about grasping at straws in a haystack of confusion.

I readily stood in line twice to receive the jab, no questions asked, just let me get back to my life. A rather exciting life I might add, revolving mainly around boring work at a meaningless company, smoking weed, drinking alcohol and playing computer games.

Within the year a number of events put me on the trail of the truth behind the jab, causing me to feel like I had basically killed myself already and could drop dead at any second. I had no idea what to do and, looking back on that, it seems likely that I broadcasted SHOW ME without realising it. It is my luck that I have never been the type to mope, and within a day or two after concluding that my life was over I gathered myself. Ok, this happened, I cannot change it, let's take a look at this text about consciousness again (or something. I cannot be specific as this is where the period of vague memories began)

Meditation was a stupid thing done by strange people who claimed improbable benefits. But now, I had nothing to lose. I am dead anyway, might as well give this whole 'waking up' stuff a chance, it's the only chance I've got and these people claim it works. What else am I going to do? The worst that can happen is that nothing happens. I can't remember what techniques I started with but it wasn't Openhand yet. It did involve conscious chakra work which I wasn't feeling at the time, but I did it anyway as I had nothing to lose. Meditating felt like a pointless chore and if it took longer than a minute or two that was impressive. Anyway, Fast forward to today and here I am, still a lot of work to do but boy was I wrong about the stupid things, strange people and improbable benefits!

In all honesty, I can now say that I still feel stupid from time to time. How could I have fallen for it? What happened? How did I become the unquestioning slave I laughed about in my youth? But also, the jab was the greatest gift wrapped in utter stupidity that I have ever received. If your path steered you away from this garbage because you didn't fall for it, then well done and I cannot deny that part of me is jealous. I know I shouldn't be and am definitely making strides working on that.

However, having been on the receiving end has given me valuable insight in myself but also in the nature and subtleness of lifelong deep manipulation. In fact, I would even go so far to say that it feels to have been a planned part of my journey in any case to make the 'wrong' choice. I have never been able to learn about sharp rocks by listening to someone talking about sharp rocks. I was the kid who stood outside and banged his head on them just to make sure.

Whatever the case, in the end, for me, the jab was what set me on this path without looking back or backing down. Talk about a plan backfiring!