What the internet offered in 1999 when The Matrix was released is stone aged by comparison to what's offered today. There was no such thing as social media; You Tube didn't exist, nor did My Space. Mostly the net consisted of chat rooms and dating sites... I played with both.
In 2004 I started my era of ignorant bliss. For some reason, which I understand better now, I eschewed the mainstream media, even National Public Radio, who, I feel sold us out as a country by not taking then President George W. Bush (who was standing for re-"election") to task for his policies, particularly 9/11 - of which I had my suspicions; the lies he told to justify invading Iraq and the epic economic collapse of 2008.
During that time I was reading books and watching underground video lectures that talked about conspiracy theories such as UFO cover ups, the Kennedy assassination, CIA activity in the 1950s and on and on. I was still watching TV up until 2006 and what captured my attention and my imagination was The X-Files. That was right up my alley. I watched it over and over again as much as I could wondering just what inspired the episodes.
Fast forward a decade, You Tube, more than any other search engine has become a major source for knowledge (not all the knowledge is legit, mind you) where authors and presenters such as David Icke, Jim Marrs, Graham Hancock and a variety of first-name only trend-watchers explain what's happening behind the illusion that's mass society.
I feel like I've been unplugged, but I don't have a mentor per se. I have not been trained as Neo had been in the film. I've pretty much had to discover such resources on my own.. or so I think. I could be being led by an unseen power that I have yet to recognize and/or surrender to - but more on that later.
In a way, I think I am waiting for some entity I can recognize as a higher force to guide me on this journey. The journey most likely started at birth, but really accelerated in 1996. From then on I seemed to be more aware of things in general; of angels (as messengers) who gave me books, and recordings and wisdom; of experiences and opportunities to craft the vehicle that exists today. Maybe it wasn't completely my choice to stop watching television. And maybe, twenty years after the acceleration, there will be an elevation as I finally get to leave the confines of this proletariat lifestyle and discover my next purpose.
It's probably my own fault that no mentor - in the form of a spirit-being or ascended master has appeared to guide me yet. I am kind of stubborn and a loner. Love has not completely evicted the cynicism, skepticism and suspicion that flows through my spirit like a disease. I may have to leave the city before I can be completely rid of it. Before my Morpheus offers me the red pill. However it's completely possible that that fateful night in March of 1996, I was indeed offered that choice. And I'm following the path I chose - and being guided along the way.
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