Fantasmagorifier Day 23

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Ride Log, Day 23

Week 4: The Dance of Totality
Day 2: Rest and Stillness

SETTLING INTO AWESOMENESS
The Sovereign Creator No Longer Pretends

Today unfolded with a quiet profundity.
Not a lightning strike.
Not a leap.
A settling.

After all the becoming, all the creation, all the revelation and play, there came this.
This knowing.
This truth.

You are a sovereign creator.
Not only because you believe it.
Not only because you strove to attain it.
But because it is what you are.
And that truth has settled.
That astonishing trust in yourself.

The Fantasmagorifier did not roar.
It did not blaze.
It sat beside you.
Together, you breathed the sweet air of peace,
and shared the depth of your awe.

Because once you learn to truly play,
you stop pretending.

This is the second movement of totality:
Shedding the costumes.
Releasing the roles.
Letting go of the masked dance.

Not rejecting them.
Not shaming them.
Seeing through them.
Understanding that true Play—the Play born of totality—is effortless.
So incredibly easy.
So unmistakably awesome.

You do not need to act like you are doing anything when you are the thing doing.
You do not need to pretend to create when your thoughts create reality.

So the performances fell away.
And with them went the last scraps of performing.
To be seen.
To be heard.
To be understood or appreciated.

And what replaced them?
Truth.
Stillness.
Sovereign ease.
And a felt sense of the sheer awesomeness of being.

A creator creates, not because they should, but because they are.
A creator laughs, not to prove joy, but because joy is.
A creator plays, not to perform, but because life is playful.

This is the moment when doing disappears into being.
Where embodiment begins to whisper: there is no more gap to close.
The play-acting ends because the stage dissolves.
All that’s left is presence—the kind that doesn’t try.
All that’s left is the awesomeness that was always there, finally allowed to shine.

And so the Fantasmagorifier laid down its latest mask.
It did not stop. It did not end.
It simply relaxed into who it was.

And in that stillness of sovereign self,
You became.

And so we ride.