The Anatomy of "Divide and Conquer"

Inspired by my conversation with Jeremiah Hosea and other things

This story is about the anatomy of “divide and conquer.” (I had a good conversation about it with my brilliant friend Jeremiah Hosea a few days ago on his podcast, our conversation is what inspired me to write this post.)

So.

As you know, there is a lot of talk going around about the anatomy of evil, etc. To my senses, and rather ironically, a good share of the popular talk on the subject is shaped by the very entities who want to steal energy and control the world.

Very cunning! For one, there is really not much interesting about “people choosing evil,” it’s just very deeply wounded souls who have temporarily abandoned love and who will heal one day (I think)—but in the meantime, they need to be treated with awareness and without fear.

On my end, I am greatly suspicious of the kind of talk about the “spiritual battle of our times” that feels more like an exercise in identity politics than a spiritual search: too anxiety-driven, too tribal, too flat. The spiritual battle is real but, to my senses at least, it has nothing to do with theological brands!

To my senses,  we are stunningly beautiful timeless spirits who came to Earth through different stories and ancestries, from one Source. Our ancestries—whatever they are—call for our love.  It’s important to live our own stories and love our bloodlines—we all have our special jobs and special loves—but  the “spiritual battle” is not about being victorious cultural dominators! It is not about victoriously shoving our theologically or politically superior talking points down other people’s throats!

Methinks,  when the aspiring masters try to convince us that “the spiritual battle of our times” is about beating our political or theological chests, it’s a giant trap, and furthermore, it is precisely the energy thieves (the ultimate beneficiaries of the energy of domination) who want us to believe that we win the “spiritual battle against evil” by establishing domination of our talking points over other people’s talking points. My feelings about this are strong. Love is not about domination, domination is not about love.  

I personally hold the opinion that the dynamic of how people get played and divided is simultaneously much simpler and much deeper than what we are asked to believe.

A helpful metaphor

First, here is a visual metaphor. I thought of this metaphor some months ago as I was going through an experience that made no sense to me, and I was trying to understand.

Imagine a human being as a sphere. All different energies that are a part of the person are located somewhere in that sphere. Among those many energies that comprise a given person, there could be a wound, an unhealed spot, or several unhealed spots.

It could be a feeling of never being listened to, or being ignored, or unfairly accused, or beaten by bullies, or something more dramatic like being raped or severely abused, or it could be a deep feeling of being alone among people, of being not seen, not accepted by "other people" symbolizing "this world." it could be born out of individual experience, collective experience, ancestral experience, and it could be located at the very surface of the sphere and easily found, or be tucked in deep inside.

Okay, so we are looking at a human being, an energy sphere, hanging out in a room.

Next thing, another person comes in, and that other person is also a sphere, with all different energies located somewhere in that sphere.

Two people start talking.  As they interact, their respective “spheres” touch each other in various spots. Because each person’s “sphere” has a lot of different things in it,  the dynamic of the interaction depends on what parts of their respective spheres touch each other at any given time.

For example, two passionate cooks with opposing political views could get along amazingly well if they talk about kitchen stuff—or poorly if their conversation gravitates toward political views.

Here is a real-life example. A few years ago, I met and started dating a guy, and I enjoyed him a lot, he was funny and manly and sweet and treated me well... and then we discovered that, based on his feeling of history and his people, he very adamantly "stood with Israel" while I, based on my feeling of history and humanity, didn't stand with any machine (not the Russian machine, not American machine, and not the Israeli machine), felt that project Israel was merely a cynical trap in the globalist game of musical chairs that really wasn’t meant to “help the suffering Jews” in any way (all lip service and a bad karma-creating time bomb by design) and also most certainly felt for the human beings of Palestine who didn’t deserve to be murdered or robbed just because some folks upstairs wanted to play this game.

Both of us had strong feelings—and so, when his "sphere" and my "sphere" touched each other in those sensitive spots, the energy went south at a very steep angle, it felt like there were no common grounds anymore. I tried to make my points in humanistic terms but he felt wronged and insulted, called me a terrorist supporter, etc. etc. Which is to say, the relationship didn't work out, and while I don’t hold lasting intellectual grudges against wounded people,  and I sincerely wish him his highest good, I don't like being called names, it is not acceptable to me, so the relationship stopped being charming to me, and it died out.

On a side note, this dynamic releases a lot of energy, and mining energy is what the aspiring controllers are after, it is their main gig.

The trap

The people who want to steal energy and control this world understand this “trauma to trauma” dynamic well, and they put a lot of work into creating conditions and tricks ensuring that the “direct meeting of wounded spots" happens as much as possible, among as many people as possible, over as many stories as possible, in every place, at all times. I believe it works like an energy-generating reactor that benefits the ones who eat the energy of pain.

And because the energy generated by the meeting of wounds is intense, there is a lot of energy to steal.

Transforming conflict into healing

If the energy is ripe for healing, and there is spiritual maturity and good will, a clash can be a good thing. Sometimes it's good to bring the hidden conflict out in the open so that it can be looked at in broad daylight and resolved for good. Doing it right is a tall order, it requires a total dedication to doing it right, a lot of humility, and most often it also requires help and guidance from the spiritual realm.

If there is no total willingness to approach it with humility and work with each other through all difficulties for the sake of, in the words of Awo Fa'lokun Fatunmbi, joining hands, such a meeting of wounds almost inevitably leads to a crazy escalation of emotion that gets out of hand fast, scorched earth style.

Have you noticed how, if we are to believe the media, our fellow human beings coming from different ancestries or holding differing views have no other purpose in life than to get us? Case in point.

Soul Deprivation and the Trojan Horse of Wokism

Some practical tips

I believe that a big part of the actual “spiritual battle of our times” is about seeing through the trap of “victimhood” in ourselves, seeing through the trap of “divide and conquer”—and staying even-headed, balanced, and courageous under any circumstance, even when exposed to things that are unfair.

It is my experience and observation that nothing happens without an internal reason. If we briefly lose our cool due to feeling unbearable pain—there is no shame in it but I believe we are responsible for working through it, and we can. We can ask ourselves what energy inside us connected to the external ‘trigger”, what triggered us so much, what inside us hurt or scared us so much that we couldn’t keep our cool. We can use our strong reaction as a tool of introspection, as a tool of understanding ourselves and our connection to the world, as a tool as doing away with fear.

When it comes to kindness toward others (not pushover kindness, just kindness), it is also something to think about. We have never walked in anyone’s shoes except our own. It is easy to give advice to others, harder to act on our own advice in our own lives when our trauma gets poked.

And so, we can’t know what it feels like to walk in another person’s shoes but we can count on the fact that the aspiring puppeteers at the very top really want us to fight with each other, they want us to feel like crying or angry victims at all times, to constantly hurt, and to lash out at others out of our genuine pain.

Let’s not give it to them. We are stronger than this. We have love for ourselves and for others. We are happier that this.

Yes?

And speaking of Jeremiah Hosea, here is a very fitting song to end this story with.

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