Before we delve into the realm of video merriment, I’d like to take a few moments to explain exactly how a certain type of video gaming can expand consciousness, while other forms of gaming can drive it down even deeper into the mud.
Gosh, before I do any explaining about the mud, I guess I’d better explain why anyone would want to expand their consciousness outside the mud puddle, anyway.
Okay, you start out as a little squirt, and everything’s about you, and if you’re a breast-baby, that goes double. You want your way, and if you don’ t get your way, you have a hissy-fit.
By the time you’re five years old and playing somewhere other than a sandbox, you’ll hopefully expanded your friends and family and possibly teachers and local merchants into your protective bubble of caring and consideration, and in cases where that doesn’t happen, you get a pitiful creature like Trump, whose reality stops at his own skin.
It’s not a political statement — I’m using a commonly recognizable public figure to help you understand what I meant by “pitiful”. He’s definitely home alone, even in a crowded room.
That second tier or level of caring can be deliberately achieved by actively extending one’s circle of “family” to include one’s locality, the village, or town, or city in which one is a dweller.
Again with some effort, this “family consciousness” can be expanded to include one’s entire country, and then all countries, all humanity and eventually all creatures on the planet.
It can be extended to include the entire universe known and unknown, and it can be expanded far outside all universes, and now you’re hitting close to my home — where I live when I’m not here inside the game.
Well, my video games are designed to expand the consciousness beyond the organic self, and they’re easy to use and it’s easy enough to figure out what situation each game is good for, meaning it carries within its workings the seeds of higher consciousness, sometimes provided in unexpected circumstances, such as a full-scale war between zombies and you, but never fear, hope is on your side.
Sometimes you’re up against all the forces of evil and darkness, and by handling it in the virtual world, it never gets too overwhelming in your daily life.
So with all that in mind, I want to encourage you to help me get those video games sold to millions — at the moment, we’re well on our way at 12 downloads and 2 discs, not bad for the first ten years, eh?
Actually, we have a good download rate, but it could be a lot better, and that takes getting exposure for the games, which means putting them up for sale on various outlet websites, and you need to ask what the wholesale prices are, so you can fulfill the thousands or dozens of orders you’re going to get.
The same thing goes for the music CDs and many of the DVDs we’ve produced over the past several decades.
And did you know that you can play my flatworld games FREE on your browser, with no downloads, all streaming and stuff?
Well, you can.
I designed the 2D Browser Games without sound so they wouldn’t interfere with what you’re going to play when you play these games — what will become your favorite gaming album, “In Your Face” by gorebagg and the grunts, which you can download from bandcamp, which is a download service, just press here: shop CDs.
If you want to experience my browser games, which are very different from my PC games, you can see them and play them FREE, merely by clicking on the link below:
These games and music and videos and other such things need promotion and publicity, and we have neither.
Normally, we’d be paying good money to get publicity and exposure, but we can’t and don’t do that, so it’s up to you — won’t you please do what you can to help us get our products out there to the general public?
We’re asking you to help spread the Blessings. Problem is, it’s not about money, so we don’t make a profit, and therefore, there’s nothing, really, to motivate the average person with the “greed” stick, but there are exceptions to the rule, and hopefully you are one of them.
Let me tell you about my friend Jack, a fabulously wealthy and very successful inventor who brought us Barbie Dolls and Hotwheels. When we met, he was in the middle of his own personal mid-life crisis. He was married to my mother’s best friend, Zsa Zsa, which is how we met, at one of my mother’s Hollywood parties.
Jack and Zsa Zsa lived in Belair, but she was disallowed from entering his private party area, where the busty Hollywood hopefuls hung out around the pool.
Poor Jack had no life, just money and time on his hands, so he did what came easily, he partied, without his wife’s company in the event.
Do you see where this is going?
She felt like a failure, and he felt downtrodden and helpless, and that’s where my Essence Training came in. Jack felt so ripped up emotionally that he literally got sick and soon after, he died tragically, but not before he read the ABD, and held an Opening Ceremony at his Bel Air home.
The only thing that saved them, in the end, was finding the Truth before they died. They read the ABD aloud, for the benefit of another. That was the key for them both.
There are many lost souls out there, wondering what to do with the lifetime they’ve been given, and they truly don’t know how to grow out of themselves.
We do everything we can possibly do to reach people on the free outlets, but we can’t reach a LOT of people without help getting our message out there, and that costs money for advertising and promotions, to actually put this in front of people’s faces.
Won’t you help us reach people who need our help? Please leave all donations in the box below. Thank you.
Wait a minute, I got so involved in fundraising there that I plumb forgot to paste in the fun and funny videos for today. Hang on a moment, while I go fishing in youtube to find something worth posting…
That was back in 1970, and there have been tens of thousands of covers, but nobody does it like Santana, and he did his very best in the 1970 tour, same as Mac Rebbenack.
I’m just now subscribing to the youtube premium, where you don’t get the commercials alla time, and that will definitely help when I’m showing them at the Reading of the Blog, which should by rights be a folksong.
Can’t resist just one more — it’s just too good to leave out.
See You At The Top!!!
gorby