The Matrix is real! Sort of.

Be Careful what you want to know.

What few people truly know is this. The Matrix is real. Ok, maybe not like in the movies. We don’t have the choice to take the Blue pill or the Red pill. Obviously we also don't have cool ships, telephone escape locations, super abilities or oracles with magic cookies. Well, that last one is more readily available in some places! And of course we don’t have Keanu Reeves and no way to loan Sam Jackson our sleeves. But, in order to become one of the very elite few who know this information you will have to be in a situation that NO ONE wants to be in no matter how secret or elite. In fact, this is rare knowledge that absolutely no one who finds out actually wants to know but can never go back once they have it thrust upon them. There are no Red or Blue pills to choose from. This information is part of a body of knowledge that is rare even in its own uniqueness. Only the elite chosen can know, but once they do, there is not one person who doesn't wish with every single ounce of their being that they never had to know. Or, who doesn't spend the rest of their lives wishing they could go back and unlearn it. Most of the time you never even know or think about this club of people who are now "In the know" at all. That is, if you are one of the lucky ones. One of the ones who are allowed to be in the dark about it. Who never, ever have to experience either the membership or, and this is key, the absolutely horrifying and life altering Initiation situations that are required to even know about it much less to join. But, here I am, Come what may. And for your sake, and indeed for my own, I will speak. And Blessed be the damned consequences of my actions.

6 years ago, January 6, 2015 at 12:30am I was given this information and joined this little known club. There was no membership session. No manual, rules, instructions or study guide before the final practical exam. The thing is, what people don’t know, is that you have to take this practical exam many times every day, week, month, year of your remaining life. And although sometimes you pass and sometimes you fail you are never again able to stop taking it. Until you die. Yes, die. Like the person you love who died and bequeathed you with an eternal earthly legacy of not just unknown but also unplanned and erratic tests. So, January 6, 2015 at 12:30am my husband found my son and both of us tried to bring him back from a place we knew he could never come. But we tried anyway. As a parent, a human being, you have to try. But my breath couldn't become his, and my husband’s hands could not give him his own heart. We would have done it though. Have no doubt. In fact, I will share yet another nugget of knowledge. In a surprise exam situation like that, I would have given him every last breath in my body, and my husband would have given every last beat of his heart in exchange for his life. His life and to spare all of the other ones we also love from joining us where we now had to be and to know what we had to know.

January 6, 2015 at 12:30am. A date and time burned into my mind, heart and entire existence. That day is, in the Protestant Church Calendar is called Epiphany, and is now forever the day I joined the Club of Parents who have lost their children. To be blunt, parents whose children have died suddenly, unexpectedly and often tragically. My 14 year old son did not commit suicide. One hundred percent known, proven, end scene. People who have not lost a child say that that piece of knowledge is important. So, suffice it to say, it must be a little known fact that it is not. Well, alright, I will concede that maybe it helps your own “parent soul” not to immediately and decisively join them. Ok, there is that. But that is all. Because from that moment on there are no details, no circumstances, no physical actions or decisions that can change the main, irrefutable Circumstance. He is dead. He will be dead for the rest of my life. I can never see, hug, goof around, laugh, leg wrestle, sing with him in this lifetime ever again. And no situations, reasons, information, anything will ever change that concrete fact. That will ever change what happened that night. Will ever give him and us the future graduations, engagements, marriage, children, new homes, jobs, HIM, back to me and my family. And that is the ONLY information that actually matters. That is the information, the knowledge, that very few people know, and that those who do wish to God that they didn't.

There is a phrase that our society tend to bandy about willy-nilly. It is the phrase, in some form or another, that goes “Knowledge is Power” Everyone knows that phrase to an extent and a great many use or receive it frequently. Therefore this knowledge and what it means must be the greatest secret of all time. This little or unknown piece of knowledge is not “Knowledge is power.” No, If you learn this particular lesson, you will learn without a doubt that in cases like this “knowledge is power-Less” Truly, utterly and completely until the day that you die too. The matrix is real. However, you often you don’t get to choose which pill that you take. But here is the secret knowledge laid bare for you. Everyone should hope and pray with all that is in them that this information is always unknown to them.

Be Careful what you want to know.