A glimpse of the Penta - mutative blurt on Webcast 9 November

Before we install the upgrade, which may take place in a deep hypnotic trance, not far from here, you may want to know what the Penta is. That is the question. The penta is us, we, when together, are the penta, and it resonates through us. It is a way that our consciousness combines whenever we are together in a family or group of three to five people, but outside of our normal awareness.

But before we install the upgrade, to ensure the correct level of understanding, we must establish a connection with your unconscious mind. This may sound a little like the buzzing confusion when you dial up the internet on a modem, and in computing we call this a handshake. The process establishes a link through your mind to your unconscious, your instruction is to be without interruption nor disturbance and just read through the text, all the way down. If you have ever seen hypnosis on TV or on the stage, or read a really good book or seen a great film, you will know exactly what to do. At the end of the induction, remember to stand up and walk around for a minute or two. This will reboot the knowledge down into your toes and back up through your legs to layers beneath you mind, and this will feel very comfortable. Read on, undisturbed, to install your introduction to penta unconscious upgrade.

So, what really is in the centre?

What is the centre? What is in the centre of the bodygraph? What is this?

The answer goes beyond what it is to be human, into a place Ra Uru Hu calls Pentaland.

The G Centre is called the G centre because the Voice told Ra to call it the G centre and shut up. Quit your whingeing, guys.

Well I for one don’t buy that. Dogma has a putrid smell, in my books. Sorry Pumba. As the great Dame Edna Everage once said, I don’t know about you Michael, but lesbianism always leaves a rather nasty taste in my mouth. Yes quite. But I digress.

Dogma. I stand on the hill and whisper to the stars, what do you mean, call it the G centre?

It is our centre of gravity. Uhuh. But we mustn’t presume to call it the Gravity centre, or Ra will never speak to us again. Unless you have gate 63, of course, then you have to doubt the dogma.

Anyway, I’ll start again.

The G centre is a microcosm of the wheel. In the G centre is the magic, the love, the illusion that we are separate from each other, made by the spin of the magnetic monopole. Did I say spin? Oops I intuited that bit myself. It is obvious to me but I did not have any voice telling me, just I know that the monopole is spinning, and the spin determines the road, the geometry, the separateness, the illusion, the spin of the atoms in our bodies and minds, and so on. Or not.

Anyway, the G has eight gates. Like the 8 limbs of yoga described by Patanjali, some would say you need all eight to be complete. Mutate back to the subject Michael. OK.

I’m back. Eight doorways in the G centre, spaced at the 8 compass points of the wheel. Look at the hexagrams, such a nice pattern for these 8 gates, a matching set in a way. Eight doors to 8 corridors, and we are in the matrix, the tunnels, the doors, the keymaker, the labyrinth, but I am holding your hand, I know the way, and my voice will be with you now. And the voice that you hear will be the correct voice to install this knowledge deeply and safely. Now.

Blindfolded, we look within at these 8 channels from our G centre and realise here is everything. The rest is detail. These pulsate with pure love and light. So beautiful.

Not all channels are equal. Already I am saying there is something so significant about these 8 doorways that can open up so deep inside you, they are close to our source and take us to our destination, these eight legs, so dissolve your fears and walk with me. Walking on the road to love.

Two of these main arteries are concerned with what it is to be individual. Today the numbers are silent. Because I wake up as a new mind each day, that is the joy of mutation and today, in celebration of a wonderful weekend where the moon went offline, mutated during that eclipse and the moon now wears a new song, so I have a new song and this one is mine. I refuse to number things that are not numbered inside me. I do not call my children one two and three. They have names. They are individuals. And individuals are not to be numbered in any permanent sort of way, that way lies only confusion and one day, oh dearly beloved, maybe you will see the sense of this. Labels are for jars. Numbers are for … I dunno … but not for hexagrams. They have names and I am burning my bra. I am burning my tongue to never say the numbers for gates again. They all have names and by their names shall we know them.

God it is weary but beautiful to be a mutative being. Stay with me, fellas. Open up, girls. And you can allow your mind to reach orgasm. Easy now. Good. Very Good.

Two of the channels - the love of the self, and the initiation of the ego. Oh my God. You see. Correction! Four channels. Never mind. We are just putting aside the gates and channels from the G centre that concern what it is to be individual set aside for the moment, carefully place to one side the channel for initiation and shock of being an ego, and put aside the channels for loving how you are at each moment of now, instinctively, with personal power – and I mutate once again to bring you deep possibilities here. Place the channel for initiation and shock in your left shirt pocket – it has to be on your left, near your heart and digestion. And if there is someone near you now, or a picture of a person in a magazine, on a poster or on TV or in your memory or in your imagination, look for a moment and in your mind place their channel for initiation and shock safely in a shirt pocket on their left – touch your left breast and you may instinctively realise that other people’s left is … well … you know, left and right, OK. Now everyone twiddle their left nipple. Good. Enjoy.

And in your right pockets – three pockets now – three pockets on your right through one access hole. Make of this what you want. Put the integration channels – thread them through some gate of behaviour on your right, the gate is your right nipple, are you with me, threading three cables of love out through your right nipple, twiddling it gently, you put the three cables into three separate pockets. OK these are not real pockets, just links to arm you with a real physical imagination of where your cabling really goes, and allow your unconscious mind to have true access to this knowledge through physicality and symbolism. For the truly deep levels of your mind, the levels that whisper to you in dreams and dance their cinema through your fantasies, these deep levels can work now with the cabling and keep the connections working for your benefit and the benefit of everyone. As it is meant to be. So just tweek your right nipple and then use your right hand to touch your tummy (or sacral) your back (or spleen) and your adams apple (or throat) in any order of your own choosing, and then you can forget the numbers and all the effort of Human Design claptrap. Because if the truth of the pudding is in the eating, your mind will resonate with your body and your dreams in a new way from now on, which may delight and surprise you. Or not. Stay with me. Surrender, this will be over soon. Too soon. For now, play with me, let me be in charge a few more minutes so you can reach an explosion of satisfaction and deep joyful truth. You know you want to.

Now we have six more cables from the liver – or G centre – three going up to the throat and three going down to the sacral in your belly. These are strong fucking channels. These are the main energetic power cables not only of your own individual body, these cables resonate like the strings on a guitar when you sing the same note. Try it some time. Sing to a guitar and the strings will vibrate when you hit the same note. So guess what? Oh yes and these are the three cables that Neo uses to navigate his way in the machine kingdom in Matrix 3. Back to the subject Michael. Back, back, all the way down.

You do realise, by now, that I am a hypnotist? Gate of shock for you, or pleasant warm subtle comfort of sensuality and I’m getting you all moist? Both? Neither? It really doesn’t matter if you understand all these words now, at a conscious or unconscious level. And I'm not sure that I do. Because all that matters, now, is your comfort, and your well being. And you are a well being. You know, as I do, how well you can be.

These six cables are the real vibrancy of community. These are the song of the penta. Let us become a balalaika. You know, a guitar with just three strings, but I want to mutate this into a really special and personal guitar, or violin, or whatever comes to your mind. I want three strings or resonant cylinders going from your liver up to your throat and three more strings or resonant chambers going down from your liver to your sacral quite low in your belly. Length and size does not matter, nor do you see the exact position, you just feel the satisfaction when these all sing together, in a chord, a gentle harmony, and yes, you can ring my tubular bells, honey. Anytime. Alright guys, you can touch too, but, you know, I’m a happily married man, you know, no hanky panky. Well now… OK. Moving on.

I can almost hear six notes in my mind but as yet I do not know them. They are the six melodic notes of my own six resonant cylinders or strings. And boy can they sing. I can look at my chart and know which ones sing all the time – We are wind chimes. We are golden. And we’ve got to get ourselves, back to the garden.

Musical interlude. Whenever we are physically close to someone, our aura is our melody, our aura is the notes we sing, and how we resonate together. The science of the Penta is the combined orchestra of a group of three to five people. And the reason I have described all this is to install in you an upgrade. And when I count from five down to one, you will return to feeling fully aware and confident in the here and now of where you physically are. Five. Letting go of understanding. Four. Dreaming in the future, memories of the past. Intertwining the cables to where they need to be and letting them sing. Three. Ah sweet joy. Three, is the number, the day of Christmas that I love. Turtle doves. Flying free. Two. Noticing the sights, the sounds, and the sensations of where you now are, and who you now are. Geometry is clicking into your eyes and mind. Eyes and mind. See the light. Wake up. Look around you. You are One.

We’ll talk more superficially another time. Look at a clock, it will bring you good fortune. Stand up and walk around before you think another thought. Trust me, I’m a witchdoctor. Stand up and go for a walk, and your upgrade will be installed, and you may feel complete.

Love who you are.

Michael