Friday, October 3, 2025
You cannot put the genie back. Once the hard edges of fear dissolve, and you learn about deeper directives, the mind gives up. It stops trying to convince you. The talking in the head isn’t working. There is a part of you that will begin to doubt thought, to see through the words of the mind, and into a wordless dimension of gravitas. A settling of the ‘what-shall-I-do’ syndrome.
You’ll uncouple from the words in the head, the illusory genie that’s offering you the world. You will no longer cling to what “talks” in the mind, but you will align and integrate with what cannot be denied in the depths of being. That genie doesn’t grant wishes. There are no wishes. There is only one path, one option, one being.
The head thinks it has options, freewill, and forks in every road. In the person who talks to himself constantly, it feels like the genie is offering wishes – wishes and wishes everywhere. Choices in every corner. A dating app, for example, is an illusion of choices on your screen. Those aren’t choices. Ebay might look like millions of tempting options. Those aren’t options. Job searches yield trillions of possibilities. Those aren’t possibilities.
There is only one, clear path. There is an undeniable, straightforward way, and it cannot be wrong. It appears like it springs forth through trillions of possibilities, impossible odds, and options galore, but no way. Undeniably the path is unresisted and is connected to the source of all being, the root of all.
But that’s good to know. That means you cannot betray yourself. There is no decision fatigue. You don’t have to make “tough choices.” The choice is choice-less. There were none to begin with. No wishes to make. No options before you, except to comply. There is only one path, one option, one being, one will. Freedom.