You need to know what you are
You are a blackbox inside a person. Everyone is. Even the people on the other end of the spectrum. But their blackbox is on the other side, if that makes sense.
You are yin and yang, and you need each other as regulatory systems or you go too far down your rabbit hole.
I am not quite channeling this btw so I don’t think you’ll be able to read it backward; that shit is weird.
But I am a man and went through a lot of questioning recently. I found the answers.
This black box cannot be accessed by you. Temple describes it well. You put things in, churns, and it spits things out.
This is why you see fate or god. This is why you see the weave and dodge meteor/motorbikes and bees and shit.
So what have you been putting into this black box lately?
We do not control the tiger. We only curate the maze.
And we curate the maze with what we put in.
Then the maze curates our lives by defining the constraints within which your randomness can operate.
Make sense?
If not, find someone next to you on the spectrum, and get gravity working again.
/jb 20250714