“Our mind is a foreign installation!”
My best friend, a Toltec shaman artist, brought this up once some years ago, and I thought he was absolutely bonkers! But now I now know it to be true!
“Every one of us human beings has two minds. One is totally ours, and it is like a faint voice that always brings us order, directness, purpose, The other mind is a foreign installation. It brings us conflict, self-assertion, doubts, hopelessness: it’s ourselves as the me-me center of the world…
“They discovered that we have a companion for life,” he said. “We have a predator that came from the depths of the cosmos, and took over the rule of our lives. Human beings are its prisoners. The predator is our lord and master. It has rendered us docile, helpless. If we want to protest, it suppresses our protest. If we want to act independently, it demands that we don’t do so.
“You have arrived, by your effort alone, at what the shamans of ancient Mexico called the topic of topics,” Don Juan said. “I have been beating around the bush all this time, insinuating to you that something is holding us prisoner. Indeed we are held prisoner! This was an energetic fact for the sorcerers of ancient Mexico.
“Why has this predator taken over in this fashion, don Juan?” I asked. “There must be a logical explanation.
“There is an explanation,” Don Juan replied, “which is the simplest explanation in the world. They took over because we are food for them, and they squeeze us mercilessly because we are their sustenance. Just as we rear chickens in chicken coops, the predators rear us in human coops. Therefore, their food is always available to them.
“No, no, no, no,” I heard myself saying. “This is absurd, Don Juan. What you’re saying is something monstrous. It simply can’t be true, for sorcerers or for average men, or for anyone.
“Why not?” Don Juan asked calmly,. “Why not? Because it infuriates you?
“Well,” he said, “you haven’t heard all the claims yet. Wait a bit longer and see how you feel. I’m going to subject you to a blitz. That is, I’m going to subject your mind to tremendous onslaughts, and you cannot get up and leave because you’re caught. Not because I’m holding you prisoner, but because something in you will prevent you from leaving, while another part of you is going to go completely berserk. So brace yourself!
“I want to appeal to your analytical mind,” Don Juan said. “Think for a moment, and tell me how you would explain the contradiction between man the engineer and the stupidity of his systems of beliefs, or the stupidity of his contradictory behavior. Sorcerers believe that the predators have given us our systems of belief, our ideas of good and evil, our social mores. They are the ones who set up our hopes and expectations and dreams of success and failure. They have given us covetousness, greed, and cowardice. It is the predators who make us complacent, routinary, and egomaniacal.
“But how can they do this, Don Juan?” I asked. “Do they whisper all that in our ears while we sleep?
“No, they don’t do it that way. That’s idiotic!” Don Juan said, smiling.
“They are infinitely more efficient and organized than that. In order to keep us obedient and meek and weak, the predators engaged themselves in a stupendous manoeuvre – stupendous, of course, from the point of view of a fighting strategist. A horrendous manoeuvre from the point of view of those who suffer it.
“They gave us their mind! Do you hear me! The predators give us their mind, which becomes our mind.
The predator’s mind is baroque, contradictory, morose, filled with fear of being discovered any minute now.”
So, how to be free from all this? Read Lorraine’s thought on this: