Scrawls On the Walls of the Soul

Scrawls on the Walls of the Soul is the long-awaited follow-up to Diary of a Nagual Woman. This book is an in-depth exploration of the process of extracting the authentic self from the programs, overthrowing the belief systems and false personalities which every human being must unravel if they are ever to evolve beyond the lowest common denominator of the human condition.

Some of it may amuse you. Some of it may shock you. But as the old cliché goes:

If you're not outraged, you're not paying attention.
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"It's not your neatly typed essays that interest me,
but the scrawls on the walls of your soul."
(Orlando - 2005)

It was May of 2000 when my mentor threw me out of the quantum cosmic classroom and said, "I've taught you everything I can. Now it's time to take that knowledge and slam it up against the walls of the real world. If it remains intact and survives the brutality to which it will be subjected, you will get a gold star next to your name and be allowed to proceed to the next level." No mention was made of what this next level might be, or if, indeed, it truly existed. As always, Orlando was cryptic, yet at the same time brutally honest...

Go ahead - try to explain this all-consuming path to your friends and relatives. They will smile politely, squirm uncomfortably, and eventually they will stop returning your phone calls and look the other way when they see you coming. And who can blame them? They live in the real world with their office jobs and nuclear families and a host of mindless sitcoms waiting on the propaganda box at the end of their busy day. In direct contrast, it could be observed that anyone who has dedicated themselves to the pursuit of forbidden knowledge really doesn't live in that world at all. Not for lack of wanting, perhaps, but because the real world is quickly seen to be little more than a series of programs and illusions - not unlike The Matrix. To the seeker who diligently unravels the programs which have been put onto her since birth, the "real world" becomes less and less real, but instead a tangled web of false beliefs and erroneous conclusions. And not surprisingly, the people who populate that world may begin to take on a peculiar zombie-like quality - actors on a hidden stage which is built and reinforced with every thought, motion and action.

You find yourself alone in a world of jesters, jokers and jackasses. Now what?