THE MAYA FIELD OF ILLUSION
July 13, 2025
By Bojenn
The Matrix of Simulation
I’m writing about the Maya Field of Illusions — or what I call the Matrix of Simulation — defined here:
🔹 Maya
From Sanskrit, meaning illusion or that which is not. In Hindu and Buddhist philosophy, Maya is the cosmic force that veils the true nature of reality, causing beings to perceive the world as separate, material, and dualistic.
🔹 Field
A term used in both science and mysticism to describe an invisible energetic system — something that permeates and influences everything.
🔹 Field of Illusion
This suggests that illusion isn’t static, but a living, vibrating matrix — a field that surrounds, contains, and interacts with consciousness itself.
As someone who experienced an afterlife event — a near-death experience (NDE) — and was met by extraterrestrial beings, I’ve contemplated the nature of consciousness and the afterlife almost every day since my medically documented NDE on February 9, 2019 (though it began on February 8th).
Am I saying near-death experiences aren’t real?
Not at all. But they cannot be measured by this timeline. The afterlife — the field I touched — has no time. And no, it’s not chaotic. There are layers in an NDE, depending on how deeply one enters the non-field of existence — what some call The Void.
My experience began in The Void. But on “that side,” there’s no beginning, middle, or end. On this side, I arranged what I remembered into a sequence so I could make sense of the opportunity I was given — to see beyond this level of consciousness.
I won’t go into the full NDE here — that’s in my book on Amazon and an earlier rough-draft post. Much of it came back later as my brain healed from the anoxic brain injury I sustained when my heart stopped and I ceased breathing.
For now, I want to focus on what I saw — and “saw” is in quotes, because we don’t have eyes or ears in that place. We perceive through telepathy, imagination, and foresight. There are no “images,” no “people” standing on a ground pulled by gravity.
There is no gravity.
There is intuition.
There is perception.
From that eternal vantage point, I looked out into the universe from within the universe. And I saw… shiny, silvery filaments stretching across the cosmic sky — connecting planet to planet, body to body. These filaments weren’t inert. They had current. Frequency. Volume. Within each strand, a mathematical code — algebraic and geometric — flowed.
I knew, when I returned, that this vision revealed something profound:
The universe is entirely connected.
It is bound, woven tightly, by mathematics beyond our current comprehension.
Was this some visual metaphor? Or confirmation of an ancient truth long buried by distraction and fear? Have we ignored this cosmic framework because of movies like The Matrix or terrifying sci-fi theories?
Are we afraid there’s no bearded God on a throne, judging us from afar?
Yes.
Humans are terrified of the idea that something much greater exists — something not shaped like us, something not in our control.
I’m not writing to destroy your idea of God.
I’m writing to give you hope.
Hope that we live in a magnificent, mathematical field — and if there is a Creator, it is built with equations, harmony, design, and art.
Look at every masterpiece — every brushstroke, every divine proportion — and you’ll find math embedded in beauty. The golden ratio. The spiral. The Fibonacci sequence. Every divine creation dances in the union of art and numbers.
And that’s what I saw.
Or rather, perceived.
And I’ll share more… soon.
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