I cannot believe it, can you? It has been exactly 364 days since I last wrote a post in Mahasblog… I could hear it calling: Mama Maha: come to me! Mama Maha, write me up, write me down! Mama Maha, I miss you!
Where was I? On a mission, the same, actually than for the past 23 years: still cracking the Q Kabbalah code, the code by which you and I can have a direct access to our divine DNA, and can speak it into being! Well, shall you be interested, mission is accomplished as established by Thy Will Be Done, Inc. dot com (Yes, it is a website and a global game)!
Today I want to talk about games, a hip name for “businesses.” In the old times, when involved in a particular pursuit, we would be in the business of finding a fishing pole, or in the business of making money, or in the business of politics, or in the business of finding a mate. Nowadays, it is more elegant to casually mention that you are in the Money Game, in the Political Game, or in the Romantic Game, etc, etc, etc. Once you decide on a game, you have to pay attention to the strategy you will adopt. In the Romantic Game, for example, the two giants of the e-industry, eharmony.com and match.com, have two very different viewpoints, the former advising quality dating to win the game, the later, quantity.
When I first heard of the Romantic Game, and all the possible games that one could play, I wondered in what games I might decidedly engage that would be the sexier, the most attractive games for me to play… Immediately my heART smiled, telling me: the Global Game… The Game to being at ONE and in LOVE on Earth, together! That’s basically how Thy Will Be Done Inc. dot Com was born! That much for the Romantic Game: I had just gotten a whole planet of lovers…
This Romantic Game thing, though… I got me to think! You know how we all only given that which we can handle? OK, so if we are looking for a mate, that must mean we are just ready to look, not to find! It’s like when, upon entering a store, a diligent salesperson comes to greet you and you answer: “I’m just browsing,” as you very well know you’re killing time; you have no intention to buy anything!
Well, get honest, people! If you’re in the Romantic Game, that means, you’re browsing! You’re not quite buying that you are so much loving and loved that you can’t help attracting the ideal lover! If you were ready to love and be loved, you would be in a relationship with life, first, and possibly with another precious human. Ultimately, being in the Romantic Game is saying: “I want to be involved, and I eventually will be.” And since there is no such thing as the future, in the moment, that “I” doesn’t have what it wants, which, admittedly, could be construed as a bummer!
So here is a SOULution: you are right now involved in the romance of your life! Any moment now, the door bell is going to ring and someone will stand there with a gift for you, as fabulously extravagant as a Betty Boop metallic poster, hot as fire, and darling as the Music of the Spheres… Any moment now, the phone is going to ring, and some mechanic telemarketer will let you know that you have one more chance to extend the guaranty of your car… Any moment now, your dog will take you out for a walk, just you and him… Any moment now, life is about to declare the immense LOVE it has for you! The question is: will you recognize the lover, even if not quite packaged in the way you would have expected it/her/him to be?
WholeheARTedly with you,
and glad to be back!
Maha
PS. I stand corrected: there are times indeed where browsing leads to a purchase! So, dear angel, go look for this perfect outfit, shall I say, “infit”? Truth is: it is all a game! Here are some of its utopian rules:
- Buyer is top, male or electric, regardless whether buyer is biologically a male. Buyer must think he is buyer. Game works even better if buyer is convinced to be buyer. Buyer has buying power, whether he knows it or not. Bonus card: Buyer is good at the science of mathematics, such as calculating probabilities and/or good at the art of intuition.
- Infit is bottom, female, or magnetic, regardless whether infit is biologically a female. In a parallel universe, Infit has already placed her order for a specific buyer, way before the buyer knows he is going to go shopping. She is just waiting on a rack for the buyer to feel desire and lust for her. Bonus card: Infit has a very poor memory and completely forgot she ever bought anything!
- Buyer and Infit must simultaneously and alternatively know and not know that it is all about looks and money: that knowing and not knowing, also found in the ability to stop being top or bottom, is the paradox that can make the game absolutely and deliriously blissful… Hu. hu..hum…
- All of the above, my dearest, is pure Q Kabbalah…. As for the below, it is still pure grace!
