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Stalking Vol 2 The Bridge of Reason

Arriving a few minutes earlier than our agreed upon time, I sat in the upstairs living room
until she finished putting on her morning face. Minutes later, she appeared from her bedroom at
the far end of a hall, and I stood to meet her at the mid-house stairway. Before I had taken two
steps, she cocked her head coyly fixing her gaze on the sofa behind me.
"Shit," I whispered under my breath; I returned to fluff the green accent pillow I had used
to cushion my back.
Without further comment, as was her way after making a point, we left the house for our
upscale bakery on Marine Drive. Seven minutes later, we entered the multi-terraced open room
through wide wooden doors, where Brandi’s bubbly greeting always entertained us.
We had toast and tea over an encompassing conversation about the similarities between my
personal development lessons—the role-playing that had actually been real—and Carlos
Castaneda’s meticulously chronicled encounters with the sorcerer, don Juan Matus.
Categorically, my faux apprenticeship had more in common with his than I realized, but at an
introductory level primarily focused on revealing specific behavioral flaws. She said that there
were many allegorical tales in don Juan’s lessons that applied directly to me, as well, but these
were for another time.
For now, I needed to appreciate that the world had confused me with social practices and
political policies that did not stand up to logical scrutiny. This could not have happened, she said,
had I been aware of my true essence of conscious energy, or spirit: mankind had lost touch with
our source, thereby isolating us from knowledge otherwise available to us, and from which we
would clearly see the ruse.
Over second cups of tea, she asked me to review the essence of the lessons she had
subjected me to under false pretenses, but not as a test: I could better organize and integrate what
she had told me into new intellectual relationships as we moved into my first formal day of
lessons in clarity.
Under her casual guidance, this review included how she had surreptitiously presented me
with an overview of reasoning versus logic, when she talked about her screenplay characters
seeing their world in terms of the underlying nature of events. Many people could not help but
argue on behalf of the reason for their actions, because self- interest blinded them to its logical
essence. Individually, this focus on "self" explained why seeing events clearly was a difficult
process to master, and it became almost impossible when our institutions used it to create a mass
manipulation of our reasoning. Their goal was to create an apparently consistent, therefore
equally reasonable confusion they can direct.
Because I was inside this manipulation, the first step she had taken to free me from its grasp
was to make me aware of how I contributed to my confusion. In this way, I would set aside some
of the influences of "self" and eventually create enough clarity to allow me to peek through the
fog of my way of thinking. She said this was a breath-taking view from which nothing would
ever be the same, because it created a pathway that would relentlessly usher me toward a
massive assumption. She said I was almost there, but I needed to see how a continuity
developed—any continuity would do, but she thought communications was my best bet.
In this regard, the heart of the matter was that while words reflect our thoughts, they are also
events that program how we think, therefore what we will do. This happens at the level of
unconscious assumptions, because we are unaware of the effects of maintaining the continuity of
any perception. In fact, we are unaware that we even have continuities that feed a master view of
such importance that to shatter it is to irrevocably alter one’s life. Enigmatically, she said her
ultimate goal was to shatter my master continuity, but only after she had taught me how to