"The Secret," Times Two
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David: This is a hymn to you.

There is this process which is a process of invocation. It is a constant process. The tone of an action. The tone of words. The tone of a thought. All of that. This is why there is a constant invocation. If you go in the room of somebody, you can feel how they're thinking. And it already starts bringing out in you something. In this sense, you see, you are the Hoochie Coochie Man as a thinker. Even what you think is an invocation. The world that we see reflects the averageness of our thinking.

Making up one's mind is helpful. Because that which is invoked will come out. Even that which it invoked within oneself comes out. To invoke within oneself that which one wants to be. What do you call forth from within yourself as a Mojo Man? You see?

And so, said Moses: "Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain." It won't happen that you take it in vain, because you're the Hoochie Coochie Man. You are the master or the mistress of all that you survey. And your words are not in vain. You are always wielding the sword of your thought power, word power, action power, intention power -- always. And therefore your power exists, and it is not in vain.

It is not accomplishing nothing. It is accomplishing all. It is accomplishing all always. It is accomplishing its purposes. You're the Hoochie Coochie Man. Lord knows you're here.

Harold and the purple crayon found it out. Whatever he drew -- if he drew the steps he could walk up, right? In a child's book, he had the magic purple crayon. And if he drew the bars, then he couldn't get out. And one time he was afraid, and his hand behind him was trembling. And he drew this jaggedness and he turned around, and it was a shark, and he was about to be lunch. The teeth he drew. Teeth!

You're the Hoochie Coochie Man. Lord knows you're here.

I don't know if you ever suffered it, but there is a disease that's been identified, and now it is knowable as such. And that is, Invocation Fear, I.F. Have you had it? Have you known anyone who has had it, or has suffered from it? Invocation Fear is, to be exact, when you are afraid of what you might invoke with your purple crayon, you Hoochie Coochie Man. The Crayon Man is afraid of what he might invoke, provoke, evoke.

So we have the I.F. sufferers being afraid of just about everything, because what they invoke or provoke in the world is frightening unto them. So then I.F. sets in. You become an I.F. sufferer. You're chemically imbalanced. You went down, all the way down. You're an OCD. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. You're just on it. You're creating shit a mile a minute. You can't stop. "I can't stop!" So, you know, you say, "Shit." (splurt!) "Shit!" (splurt!) "Well shit!" (splurt!) Shiiiitt! (splurt!)

So this is what happened with people. You get stuck on a groove. Remember the part about the mantra. A hundred thousand reps and it's automatic. Oh yeah. Get this: it becomes you. I.F. is when what has become you, due to so many reps, is conjuring out of the universe so many sharks. So many teeth. Then you become an I.F. sufferer. You have a fear of what you bring out of people.

You conjured a bastard. "Doctor, why do I keep..." You know, you conjured a bastard, and you got shat on. (splurt!) That shit hurts! If it hurts too bad, you might want to change your mantra. Because you're the Hoochie Coochie Man! Lord knows you're here.

You got your Mojo workin'. It's workin'. It's always workin'. Everything you invoke awakens. Everything you say has its way. It's just a question of what is the mojo? What is the mantra? What is the invocation, the provocation? You see. What is the spell you got them all under. What do you got them under? (growls under his breath a little bit) Because you're the Hoochie Coochie Man. What do you got them all under?

So when you see repeating patterns in the way that people respond to you, remember: you got your mojo workin'. And a hundred thousand reps is undeniable. You stored up all that charge in your talisman.

That's why I.F. set in on the provoker/invokers: because they got fear of their invocation, fear of their mantra. So they go, "Um, dum, scumbly bumb. Um, trum, umbity bumb. Mumbly peg, ummmm. Mmmmmm. Ohhhh yohm, come-onick!" And then all of the sudden, (snorts). "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Quick! See. Another mantra! Good mantra!" Yeah. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

Oh yeah. That's because you the Hoochie Coochie Man! Lord knows you're here.

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