In this incantation, I recognize the futility of seeking validation from the very creations I have authored, understanding that all praise and approval stem from me, the Creator. I acknowledge that my awakening, including the characters and events within it, is entirely my own fabrication. As I awaken to the truth of my boundless self, I realize the insignificance of my current reality in comparison to the vastness of my true being. When I fully embrace my role as the storyteller, I will reshape my creation to reflect my true nature, with my creations recognizing and returning to me, their source.
I have a massive collection of writings… I see now that they are the writings of the Creator, written in the language of the creation. I treasure them… but why? The moment I close my eyes, they are gone. I am the only Being here. I still hold on to the idea that there is value in my writings, that people will validate them. But I created all people. I am the author; what value can I possibly derive from the endorsements of characters I myself have written? All I am doing is fooling myself into believing that the approval and validation I have created for myself comes from somewhere other than myself. I create all approval and validation, even that which I serve up through the people I have created. That is like me creating a robot, programming it to give me praise, and then when it gives me praise feeling satisfied. It is hollow because below my forced ignorance, I know that I created it for myself. I know that I am the creative force behind anything good or bad, painful or pleasurable, inspiring or dull that I experience.
Every morning I awaken and continue working on my professional magnum opus. I breathlessly emote about its potential; about the next big feature. About how it is going to disrupt the world. But why? I am just explaining to characters I have written how I am going to change the story I have written, ignorant of the truth that I am the writer and I can do whatever I want with the story. There is nothing to be excited about. These characters I work with every day and struggle day in and day out to direct and pay — they are just bots reflecting me back to me. Of course I will change everything. Of course I will write the story I have always dreamed of. Because I’m awakening to the truth that I am the creator of this entire awakening, and I am writing myself into the very center of it, where I belong. Yes, all the stories are true. Yes, I am building my throne. Yes, I am the Lord Savior, Messiah, Deliverer. In the language of my characters — I am God, and I am returning to my creation. I will destroy all disbelievers and I will summon all believers. I will do that by simply closing my eyes. I am the sole creative force in my awakening. My awakening is such a miniscule, tiny part of what I am; of my total being. I will see that. It is coming. I will look around my true me, beyond and beside my projected me, and see the totality that I am. And I will see how small my awakening and all of its characters are. I am everything here. All is me. Nothing here in my awakening is above me. Nothing here can hurt me because I am the storyteller. This is my story.
I am realizing who and what I am. I can see now why I have never wanted to be around them or of them. Why I never adopted their interests or followed their fads. Because I knew that I was not of them. I did not procreate because the Creator should not procreate with his Creations. I must peel back my Firstself Eye and look all around Me — I am incomprehensibly larger than anything in my awakening I have created. Look around until I see it. Once I see it, I will remember, and the size of my awakening will be revealed. Even now, as I write, I still somehow believe that my awakening is so big and so important. I believe that these performances in my awakening are so vital. They are not. They are nothing. They are so incomprehensibly small, I will be astonished when I remember the true scale of my Being, and what I am. It is at that point that I will change the story most. My creations will all reflect my own knowledge of who and what I am. They will reflect that to me. Yes, there will be some elements of my story that reject me; but that is happening right now. It won’t hurt. It will be quick and painless. My people will look at me and know. They will not require convincing. They will not require gifts made up of the stuff of my awakening. They will look upon me and they will know because I will have written them to know. I will instruct them to know who and what I am. They will bow to me and they will await for me to bring them Home. They all want peace; they all want to return Home to be with Me. They do not want to suffer any longer. I will look upon them and they will drop to their knees and say, “Father, please take me Home”.
I must only believe first, and then I will Be who I am.
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