I’m struggling because I’ve realised the world is run by YEAST.

Literally.

Sounds absolutely fucking unhinged.

But I’m not the first to say it, and I won’t be the last.

It’s going to take a few minutes to explain, but trust me m8’s, my logic is bulletproof.

First, there is fear.

Fear is not its own frequency, but rather, a reaction between frequencies.
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Fear is essentially what happens when our natural human resonance meets a frequency we perceive as dissonant.

It’s what happens in the moment when coherence meets incoherence.

When something viscerally doesn’t make sense.

(Remember the truth often doesn’t at first.)

Most people react by trying to control this feeling of fear — and paradoxically, they become enslaved by it.

They resist what they’re feeling and the effects that feeling is having on them.

And that resistance only embeds the effects deeper.

This is how fear runs people (to varying degrees).

We feel this REACTION internally and we get stuck in it, until we learn to metabolise it. Metabolising requires raw acceptance of feeling without immediate rationalisation or compensatory action. It means just letting it suck and acknowledging how much it sucks without becoming Shakespeare about it.

Fear is very difficult to metabolise and alchemise due to its strong effects on the feeler’s body. Fear’s non-trivial biological effect is real.

Therefore it requires tremendously anchored body presence, and skilful management of attention, to even be coherent enough to face and meet the dissonance that is causing the fear.

Guess what fucking LOVES this dissonance!

YEAST, BABY!

Like, bacteria. Candida.

All organisms have a biological imperative to reproduce, by creating the conditions required for their own flourishing. You must remember… We humans are not just ONE organism. We are an organism-environment.

Without bacteria, we die, very fast.

Bacteria informs our daily choices and values because the gut brain is inextricable from the head brain. Neurotransmitters are products of the gut. Meaning that what we consume affects our serotonin / dopamine levels etc. Meaning that if you eat like shit, why even bother taking meds to feel better.

SO

The question begs: what kind of environment does this “evil yeast” thrive in?

A scared body. A dissonant body. A body that will do anything not to feel and metabolise its fear. A self-sabotaged body whose owner is for whatever reason, struggling and falling short of doing what is right and necessary to care for themselves.

A body that is numb because the spirit within it has dissociated — abandoned ship to live in the abstract realms of thinking and belief and “mind stuff”.

When the spirit becomes distant from the felt, embodied actuality of the material matrix that matters, the body becomes a place for other things to live.

The matrix people talk about escaping is not the real matrix. All that escape the matrix shit is a psyop. You’re free already, in the matrix.

The real matrix is of the earth or the elements. The mother. It’s awesome. It’s sensual. And your spirit is here exploring it.

The fake matrix (the one they say you need to escape) IS the programming about what the world is, and how you’re a slave, and how you need to get rich and drive a fucking Bugatti to escape. If it’s fake, leave it alone. Be in the real. Be in your body’s matrix. Forget that other shit.

You can’t escape the earth, or your body, and you don’t need to. It’s incredible. You actually need to BE MORE IN IT and stop NUMBING to your INNATE INTELLIGENCE.

How do most of us numb? Food. Sugar. Quick hits of energy.

And workaholism, which promises even more sugary nice feelings when we’re finally “x” enough.

Intensity which leads to nothing but makes us just tired enough that we don’t have to feel.

A lot of the “feeling good” you’re chasing is actually just “feeling less”… because feeling MORE stretches the neurology in a way that will always be challenging.

But it also energises, heals and liberates.

Whereas the more addicted we become, the more the evil yeast gets fed.

The gut is the third brain. Head, heart, gut.

When it becomes colonised by an organism that thrives on fear, we will choose options of ourselves that create more fear.

Sovereignty is not something we can experience within the body, if the body’s ecosystem is out of balance.

It’s circular. The unfelt, unmetabolised fear feeds the yeast and the yeast just thinks it’s helping.

The same way the pollies think they’re helping.

See, when we humans live in profound states of stress and resistance…

We become so enmeshed with our coping mechanisms that we think those behavioural patterns are who we are.

The things we like, dislike, want, don’t want…

Honestly?

I think a lot of that is just the yeast talking.

I’m not the exception. I’ve felt this. Wouldn’t write about it if I hadn’t felt all of this, first hand.

I’ve changed so fucking much simply through eating differently. New biome, new me, hehe.

I’ve had whole seasons of life running around avoiding fear. Going fast. So fast I’m too overwhelmed to feel. Getting ABSOLUTELY YOLKED and looking like a leaner, more athletic version of Hercules.

Because I simply couldn’t let the fear be. Couldn’t let it through.

Needed to stay busy and justify my busy-ness with “health” (training to look good so I’d be loved and get rich.)

This is what happens.

When we can’t un-grip our fears, we become gripped by them. And then it’s harder to move beyond them because we’re holding on.

Life does to us what we do to ourselves.

This is a bodily realisation you can have first hand through training. You can watch yourself failing at the skill of letting go, and continue to practice.

Working with muscle tone (tension), breath, focal points. It’s an entire art I’ve devoted 15 years to. There’s a real process.

Our greatest fear as human beings is not to die, but to feel, because we don’t know how to let go.

Everything you’re scared of about death, is actually just a rationalisation on top of a feeling.

Isolated. Alone. Missing out.

Feeling + letting go feels like death, but it’s actually the doorway to a richer level of life.

A doorway that requires a very real death of the story we think we are, so that the actuality of what we’re are can be seen and felt and lived for the first time.

When the baggage is dropped, the spirit becomes a palpable, visceral energy moving through the body’s cells.

Anyway…

Often, the most fearful people end up in positions of public authority.

They require this authority (me above you) in order to feel safe. They are not okay being nobody. Not okay being ordinary.

There are parts of this pattern in me, and probably in you, too. It runs so deep.

Some of us are terrified of being inconsequential…

So, we need to prove we exist.

Authority is the solution.

Only the fearful need it.

Because to author means to write the script.

To be in control of the story.

When fear is authoring the script, via those who are enslaved to it, we get people climbing over one another.

Committing atrocities and justifying with whatever philosophy strokes them nice.

There are subtle ways I have done this, without realising at the time. Be painfully honest with yourself — where are you committing small, seemingly insignificant atrocities against yourself, with compounding effects over time?

There is always an oxymoronic logic we go to, to justify. An unscientific scientism. An irrational rationale.

On the world stage, and within.

There must be all of this, to avoid responsibility for dissonant behaviour.

This level of cognitive dissonance is also incredibly yummy to the evil yeast, which feasts on our overwhelm.

Confusion is innately painful. So instead of feeling confused, we numb, and the confusion stays, but we feel temporarily better.
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Because the yeast is rewarding us (its host) for being compliant.

The addiction to sugar, alcohol, porn, whatever else — that’s all totally fine as far as the yeast is concerned.

It gets fed. It has no morals other than “get fed. If you don’t have a strong spirit, you’ll become a zombie.

There’s a spirit in everyone.

Some are barely visible though, because they’re swamped in copes and addictions and bacterial overgrowth.

And they’re fighting to keep that mess, because they’re used to it and think that’s who they are.

The fear state is NOT like the creative state.

Creative states result in expansion of options and spontaneous solutions to seemingly impossible problems.

Fear states result in reduction of options and predictable problems to seemingly obvious solutions.

In short, fear creates loops.

Fixed roads to fixed destinations.

It is not creative. It is always reductive.

If you scare someone enough, then show them a certain image, they will fixate on that image forever.

An association is built within their psyche, from which they will build their own private world.

And they will require others to participate so they don’t die alone in there.

This will become their identity.

Any identity will use whatever authority (authorship/agency/free-will) it has, to justify its own existence.

This is how ALL identities work.

They ALL want to justify their own existence.

Circular world-views, world-building.

You are not your identity.

You are the one watching.

You are the one feeling.

You are the stillness it is all moving through.

Nothing can stop you. Nothing at all. There is nothing to fear. Even fear is safe.

Let it all be as it is, and it will let you be as you are.

Interfere, and you’ll be interfered with.

Learn to walk invisibly.

Learn to be nobody.

Learn to be okay.

Power is not what you think it is. It’s often the inverse.

Your internal ecology will change and it will just get easier to do what’s right.

You’ll become so free, regardless of external conditions, that you seem non-human.

But this is what a sovereign human is. Above their condition whilst immersed in their condition.

Full access to all experiences in the world, without being defined or controlled by any of them.

Walking with God.

Maybe the yeast is evil. Maybe the global “elites” are yeast monsters. Maybe not.

Who cares. Maybe the yeast is good. It doesn’t matter.

What matters is that you wake up to who you are.

Take radical responsibility for your life, even if it feels really really weird.

And realise that life starts when you feel and choose to create what you’d love to have, rather than react to what happened in the past.

As soon as you try to force anything, you’re already living in the past.

No matter what you’re doing, it’s easier when you’re situated right here in the now, in the purity of feeling.

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Jack