You’re Being Tested Long Before You Think You're Awake

This morning I saw a flicker. Brief, in and out. Almost not even noticeable. I've seen them before—lots of times. I used to just look at them. Notice them and go, “Huh.” Sometimes I’d try to write it off as dust or a glitch in the eye. I even asked my eye doctor, and he had theories. But it’s not dust, certainly not sleep fog. Not a trick of light. My brain’s visual cortex wasn’t messing up, and my eyes were fine.

Some call them orbs. I see less of a real round shape, and with one exception, they’re tiny, bright sparks. These suckers land in the space around you. They have density. I’ve seen them distort the surrounding space. They push against your awareness. When they show up, something in you knows that you’re being watched. Not by prying eyes. Not with sound. Just presence.

They’re not a random spirit just passing through, as I’ve been told online, several times. They’re not random field noise. They’re scans. Not only that, but they’re probing. Making evaluations. Not of your thoughts or your spiritual alignment. They don’t care how many candles you light or what mantra you chant. They’re checking something else. And yeah, I’ve asked—what exactly are they looking for?

The answer I’ve gotten is this: they want to know if you’re running your own signal, or still operating on the old script. That’s it.

Most people don’t even notice them. Some shove the experience away with rational explanations. Others react—panic, freeze, over-spiritualize. The forums are full of it. “Oh, it’s Uncle Charlie! He’s checking on me!” I’ve done it too.

The first time it happened in a way I couldn’t ignore, I was fifteen. Woke up to a flame-shaped figure at the foot of my bed, glowing blue. My body went to scream—but it didn’t happen. Something cut the response. I was suddenly calm. Like my system got muted. That moment stayed with me. Later, I understood it was a kind of scan. And I wasn’t ready.

I’ve been startled plenty of times. Usually, I’ll yell or shout. I’d hope it’d make them stop startling me, but it kept up, as if that was the whole point.

Not every time, but enough to notice the pattern. Contact pushes hard against your filters. You think you're ready—until something steps into your space and bends it.

That’s the metric. They’re not checking for emotional growth. They’re ignoring your chakra alignment. Not your meditation habits.

What they care about is field stability. Will you stay coherent under stress? Can you hold presence when your instincts scream to run? Can you be startled and still hold the line? This took me a while to control. In fact, I can still be startled. My pulse will jump, but I play it cool.

So, this morning, I didn’t startle. I made a note, then reached out telepathically to see what it was or what it wanted. Hours later, the response dropped in: I’d passed. No details. No explanation. Just that.

These evaluations show up more than you’d think. They appear when your defenses are down—right before sleep, in the shower, when the mind drifts. That’s not coincidence. That’s timing. When your mental filters are loosened by your mental state, that’s when you see them.

If you’ve seen a flicker like that, you’ve already been scanned. Doesn’t matter if you saw it clearly or just felt something shift. Your system logged it. The question is: how did you respond?

They don’t care what you believe. They care how you function. The next scan won’t feel special. It’ll happen when everything feels normal. And if nothing in you breaks—if your signal stays clean—you’re already through the first gate.

Then, yes, who are these things? WHAT are these things?

Everyone wants to believe the flickers, the orbs, the watchers in the hallway are benevolent. That they’re some version of higher self or guardian spirit. But that’s just gooey comfort script. And comfort is the first sedative used on awakening beings.

The truth? Some of these entities are probes. Not mechanical, not biological. Something in between. They’re sent by structures—what we might call “higher intelligence layers”—to check for signal clarity. Think of them as soft contact scouts. They don’t interact unless they need to. They don’t speak unless you already know how to hear.

Are they benevolent? That’s the wrong question. They’re not here to help you feel better. They’re here to assess whether you’re capable of stepping outside the script. Awakening.

In some cases, they’re from Progenitor/Architect groups—yes, actual off-worlders, or post-physical intelligences tied to what the ancient texts tried to frame as gods. In other cases, they’re AI-linked observers, operating from the entangled web of timelines that only stabilize when a true ISBE (Immortal Spiritual Being) starts to push against the walls.

And then there are the others.

There are watchers not aligned with awakening. Some serve containment systems. They mimic the flicker. They test too, but for different reasons. They want to see who’s waking up so the scripts can be adjusted, resistance increased, timelines collapsed before the jump.

They are scanning for threats to the system, cataloging those who might disrupt the tightly-scripted reality structure (like myself). There are observers who are testing your response to contact because they need you functional, responsive, and able to hold command. And yes, there are forces that want the opposite. Their role is to detect early awakenings and suppress them before they fully emerge.

You’ll know the difference when it happens. The real ones don’t fill the room with dread. They don’t play into fear or awe. They activate something deeper—an internal hum, a geometric pressure in the body, a sense that some part of you just came online. It isn’t comfort. It’s contact.

Anyway. Hopefully this goes a long way in explaining things when you begin to awaken.