Khan Black is a title a part of me used to shy away from, there was fear surrounding facing my sexuality.
However, after running Total Breakdown with EoG st 1 for about 2 weeks, followed by a washout and a couple loops of my Custom, I felt ready for it.
Had 5 minutes of KB1 and K1 each at a relatives, while guiding the subliminals to destroy any form of negative programming, especially from porn. Felt pressure in my head as a response and a sense of lightness in my system, moving faster yet more grounded, mind was very clear.
While we were playing a dice game later on I´ve started tearing up and had a few minutes of deep emotional shifts in my torso, that I can´t really describe. Feeling very “by myself” even with people around me, stopped talking completely for about 10 minutes, just staring onto the table, my body going through the motions mechanically. It was like waking up to actual reality, to me, feeling grounded and present, had a very psychedelic feel to it.
Nobody responded to me tearing up, it was like I´ve entered my own world, them being unable to register anything than my physical presence., while I´ve started to wake up to the “real me”, my essence, and how it goes far beyond this physical body, these people only being able to experience the later.
The thought arrived “Of course, they´ve never really seen me”, but unlike before it felt rather…liberating than negative. A form of truce, an understanding of how limited and superficial their perception really is.
And that it´s okay, that´s just how they are. Just like I am how I am.
Instilling a sense of peace, forgiving them for the sense of neglect I´ve used to feel, understanding that my worth isn´t tied to them recognizing me, my energy/lifeforce, which rather feels like the same thing, but that I validate myself, without need for external recognition, just by purely existing.
Me = Lifeforce = Power = Presence = Existence = Unconditional Love
Man I can already tell Khan Black is a different animal lol, bridging the physical with the metaphysical.
Later that night I started journaling. A memory from childhood came up, how energetic I used to be as a young boy.
That I loved to move all day, running around, climbing, jumping, getting into (mostly playful) fights with other boys, pure lust for life, and how I was shut down, forced not to move for extended periods of time, when I got into school.
Constantly being told that I´d be too “hyperactive”, that somethings wrong with me, that I´d be talking too much, that I´d stop the other kids from studying, them putting me on a single, seperated table at times so I wouldn´t “disturb the class” etc.
This really fucked with me when I look back.
I´m not made to sit still and keep my mouth shut, and it resonates with what @SaintSovereign mentioned in the KB thread as well, (My) energy is meant to move, to flow around, not to be chastised and pressed into containters (classrooms), forced to stagnate and sit still in one specific place.