What does this spiral storm Hold for me Where does this winding path Lead me
Am I passing thru unnoticed In fragments of disguise Remnants of understanding Discarded As l i e s….
The cycles compel us to Forge forward On this journey The wheels of time Ever so gently turning Twisting Stories and dreams And whisperings into Sculptures with essence And imaginings
Dance like silver star s I l v e r n I g h t Smiling from afar
(are we barred from ever reaching Those shores that speak of transcendence?)
The ringing singing tone Of E ve r y th I n g Clap clapping deafening
Forces me to awaken from this dream
The requiem Outlasted me
Finding once more simpler Shores timeless tales metaphors
The path of fire that leads up thru time Up thru spine out of mind
Last night had an epic adventure; I am on a hovering craft/or helicopter like vehicle and watching a war torn area, so much carnage. There are some kind of documents that are vital to whoever i am working for….and we are not associated with either side of the war/battle. A man volunteers to retrieve the documents and I feel relieved it wasnt me, as I know there is slim chance of success. But we watch from above as, even though he succeeds in getting the documents, he never makes it out of the battle zone back to us, he is taken down by a bullet from above. We see him fall. We know that it is unlikely the ‘enemy’ knows he has documents of import, and so we have to now retrieve the documents/tapes from the mans body before his body is found and the documents removed.. I know there is a high chance of death, but I also know that this is only one Reality of many, and so I feel compelled to help whoever it is that has brought me here. I go down into the battle zone and after a long while make my way to the mans body. I see people shot down all around me. Once I get the stuff from him, have to navigate very sketchy scenarios. Lots of overheard war planes and helicopters, there are snipers. It was a somewhat barren scene, with sparse trees. Found myself, with Oisin (who I brought with me because he was needed in order to get into the school/building we were trying to get to to drop off the documents…without alerting suspicion), having to take cover inside an army barracks. I have no idea who either side fighting were. We get spotted by a young man, and I manage to convince him to keep quiet, that we will certainly be killed or held hostage if found, and we need to get out of the battle zone. He has a wound on the left side of his neck, as if he had been skimmed by a bullet or something, He communicates that he has a medical examination within the next 24 hours and will be in a convoy leaving the base, and may be able to get us off if we can stay clear til then. So he shows us where to hide. And leaves. We climb up on these tall shelves, hide behind a bunch of supplies etc, hoping not to be spotted and having no idea how long we will have to be there. I can see from where I am a sort of courtyard, somewhat barren, but a few bushes and benches. Now and then I see some person running trying to get past the battle zone or out of the encampent, and they are picked off by a sniper. I had thought about trying to navigate out without help but realize its a death wishe. So I manage to keep Oisin quiet and still for so long. Then a group of soldiers come in, as if heading back to the from duty. They are all young. a whole bunch of stuff happens while Im watching them, then two of the men see us. I convey to them that we are awaiting one of their fellow men to help us, and they say they will help too. They feel sorry for us. None of them want to be there. More and more time goes by, finally we are instructed by the young man to get inside the small freezer there, because it will be transported off base with the convoy….and we may be able to clear it if hidden inside. I debate this, and the percent chance of surviving just being in the freezer. I face it and we climb in, I give oisins my jacket. We squish inside and wait. We can feel ourselves being carried by the men then in the trucks then finally out of the battle zone. This all takes a long time to take place. Eventually we are out, and instead of going on to his intended medical examination, the boy comes with us, to help. We get a car and know we have to avoid being spotted by any police or army or other control agents. We make our way to a small town, where we have to gather supplies and get food, but have no money or belongings. So I have to debate stealing food, which I dont want to do, but finally decide that I have to feed my son at least. So then we leave and the boy ends up caught amidst all this, and charged with trying to leave without permission and all that crazy stuff. He seems to give me an address and some stuff. A bunch more time passes in the car driving and driving and thinking and analyzing. Find ourselves on a long dirt road, out in the middle of nowhere. There is a very large house in the distance behind some trees, with all the lights on. I think what a waste of electricity. We end up there. Sneak inside the house, me trying to keep oisin quiet and not wake the people, the last thing we need is to be arrested. After exploring and finding a particular bedroom, I leave a box with a few old photos and a letter on the bed. These are from the young man who had been with us, it seems this may be his parents/family and he has asked me to get this message to them. Im aware the people know we are in the house, and probably have called the cops…..so Im rushing oisin, and trying to get out before they show up. We make it, and end up in a small cafe/shop a little later. Im trying to feed oisin again. I see a stand with handmade mugs…beautifully crafted. I realize they are similar to one I have. The name on the tag says something like ‘ocello’. A young man makes conversation with me about the mugs. He then offers to buy me a coffee in one, as does the man behind the serving counter. I graciously accept, and i choose my mug. it is tall and has a leather binding outside for the heat. It is beautiful brown and the leather insulation is magnetic, with several square magnet tiles with symbols and words that I am moving around, appreciating the beauty of the mug and the sweetness of the man. I ask him if he would like to have lunch with oisin and I outside before we head off on the rest of our journey. I cant recall if he accepts or not, it is clear his motives were simply to help me on my way and be compassionate. I think back to the young boy who helped us get out of the battle zone and realize with sadness that I believe he has been killed after getting captured.
Left out a whole bunch of details but that was the gist
Pt 1 Gathering of people at night , some kind of celebration or party… There appears a round ball hanging from tripod… About fist size… Someone brings it to my attention… It has a very strong electromagnetic field… And it seems that when i, along with R and someone else all have our hands on it, the rest of the crowds energy is pulled into the center… And it feels like we cannot let go. Feels like an entity and when we are touching it our Will has become weak. Pt2 We have left the gathering… R and I, and are driving along a scenic road, with incredible views in the distance, reminding me of the Bay Area, around mt tamalpais and muir woods. We pull down into a wooded area and i see two black panthers. I tell R. We decide we should be careful, as we did not know panthers were native to the area. We walk around, and lo and behold come into contact with ‘the Ocelot People’. They are human ocelot hybrid looking creatures, bipedal, beautiful graceful elegant, ocelot markings along the shoulders and legs in areas, well built and athletic.. At first im a little weary but they seem interested in us and several come out of the forest where they dwell. We speak to them. They are a species that are not native to earth but have come for there own reasons. I see two very young ones do a crazy ninja jump across river next to forest… They are fascinating entities. In our conversation they end up showing me, thru a projection to my ‘inner vision’ of scenes of a city environment where there is no food and people are breaking into restaurants and buildings trying to scavenge any bits of food they can find. The energy is intense, and chaotic… Panic and survival of the fittest. Im then in the environment of the city and gather with some others and we escape and make our way to the mountains…. Where we have some makeshift dwellings and an assortment of people from different times in my life. Something is going on and at one point R and someone who reminds me of saul goodman from breaking bad begin looking thru our setups… Electronic equipment and tools.. Etc… For ‘bugs’ … Weve been compromised and ‘tapped’… They leave to the main building to discuss, and i feel i want to go help but im left to clean up and put away into these closetlike impenetrable structures the rest of the groups belongings…packing away mattresses and blankets and the like, and then gathering the group. Pt 3 Im with my siblings at my familys home in the forest..i notice that my sister has lost most of her hair and just has a long golden ponytail… I comment on it, and she stands in the center of the dirt road and lifts her hands to the sky and begins a yoga pose sequence, with light reflecting from her golden ponytail, and i feel a sense of Awe and Mystery and Gratitude for my family.
I saw her face in a dream and knew that she was me just a child just a wild apparition running free but where to hide when the light peeks thru to spaces that remain untouched by truth where to hide when I die forced thru the threshold to life, birth, earth river, flame, sky… …I chose this moment to swim thru the sieve I chose the mother whose heartbeat I recieve till the lightning strikes me and I am born, torn from the watery depths shorn like wool from my mothers lips…as she whispers me, sings me into Being, breathing, teething seething underneath for those phantoms and thieves who starve the souls who carve the coals from the mothers folds, strip her of her glow, furnace flames grip and will not let go, let be, let come to me this hidden dream, a birth to be recieved, a slow moulding of individuality though sheltering unity, ah, but disease, follows me, I heard her cry, teardrops slipped from her eyes, my eyes, mothers thighs have been violated, raped with scraped knees she begs me now, recovering from the crowds jeers and cheers and fears of what lay beyond the tunnels, the ponds that make up her body, the veins that feed the brains that bleed the sanity, leaking in streams humility, dripping it seems, splitting the seams of this alltooreal dream, and she closes her mouth to keep out pollution to keep in the solution to her fears, to her years of writhing in misery, to be delivered from humanity(s)weet plea, please, hold the hand of the motherland, surrender to life and birth and death on earth it’s all too soon it’s all too blue it’s all a cycle of force and food, feed the seed, need the me that slips thru tunnels soft like dew slips thru caverns to be born to you…
16 years ago I opened the Vesica so my Golden SonShine could spray his Radiance into this Reality. I was told by so many people that I was Crazy…. For Having an unassisted Pregnancy without a single doctor visit or test or invasion of my temple…for Birthing him at home, into my own hands, without outside interference by by anyone…..For not cutting his Umbilical cord and instead allowing it to detach in its own as he gently transitioned from one dimensional Space to another….for keeping him skin to skin contact constantly for the first week, and almost constantly til he could maneuver away on his own….for wearing him in slings snd on my back constantly til he walked at almost 10 months snd chose to run and explore….for never using diapers and instead learning his signals and pottying him…for Breasfeeding him til he turned 5, and never once giving him a bottle or pacifier or artificial external soothing substitutes…for sleeping with him for many years, and making sure his Bonding was secure and filled with love and support…never leaving him alone to cry as a baby…and especially called crazy and irresponsible for him never having been to a single doctor visit or test, nor allowed a single Va$$ination or other invasion of his temple.
Everyone makes the choices they are comfortable with, and these were choices I was willing to defend with my life. When you defy everyone around you and in the face of societal and family programming, claim full Responsibility for your Gestation and Birth process and the consequences thereof, and choose to be a Testament to Sovereignty on all levels of your Being, you will receive all kinds of projections from the masses and from those who are so afraid of their own Power that they will silently hope for your downfall for the very act of standing against a System of Disempowerment.
It’s never easy to spend your life learning, and taking responsibility for your own Health and the health of your child. It takes courage and focus, and Trust in a level of being that will test every bit of you along the way. It’s not for the faint of heart. I’m not judging anyone who doesn’t make the same choices I made. But I still stand by my own decisions, and I have a 16 year old blossoming Man, who has made it til now with not a single doctor visit ( minus a required Physical to enter high school)or allopathic intervention, or injection….he’s incredibly intelligent and quick minded, extremely robust physically, and very much his own person, with little care for impressing the crowd. I am grateful beyond measure.
I have made many hard decisions in my life, and more than once left behind everything I care about, in order to do what I felt was the right thing for the larger picture and others involved. Some may judge those decisions also, over the past several decades, harshly. The one thing I can stand by, is that every single choice I have ever made…I take full responsibility for. And there’s not a single person other than myself in all these years thst I blame for anything. Birthing my son in the way I did, and raising him against the tide of social norms and msss programming, was an Initiation of the highest order, and In the current climate of Medical Tyranny, and Invasion of Individual Will , and Rape of the Human Body and Mind with Injections and forced Penetration and Programs and surrender of Soul to a Machine that is little understood by those who have lived their entire life giving over the responsibility for their Lives and Health to something outside of them…. I Renew my Vow of Sovereignty… And will undergo whatever further initiations that are calling me, with absolute surrender to my own Individual Path and Acceptance of Responsibility. While allowing others to do whatever it is that they feel called to do, without interference by me.
May all beings find their Empowerment and reClaim their Divine Will and ReMember that Body is something so miraculously magical…. The more one lives in harmony snd devotion to their own physical body, the more they will live in alignment and devotion to the body of Earth…. And the less Fear of the greater Reality.
Blissed Be. Happy Birthday to my Starchild , and also to the Mother I became on this day 16 years ago.
Omicron=micro 0=micro womb( omega-macroWomb) NanoWombs are Filled with artificial frequency mined gestating Beings… Mind of Intelligence Artificially stimulated and disEmbodied….
Birthing Now Enmasse
In 2020 the Birthing process was Crowning…Corona-Crown-
MicroWombs inside each Body Cell made into a prison a prism a refracting Schizm-dark Crystal Matter -The Phallic Needle Seeding Frequencies that supersede the Need for Bleeding As crystalline silicon matrix implodes within Guided by wetikos Program Exploding MacroMatrix of HuMan Design
We are back here Again
Peter piper heading for the cliff Shepherding souls adrift in the myst
Aquarius dimensional shifting alternate timelines Slipping thru portals In each cell In each body In each Takeover of deoxyRiboNucleic Script
The chance to reMember the disMembered parts of Self trapped in Trauma Fragmented Each person in charge of their own Soul Retrieval As each person is a Piece Of the Larger Body Polis In mass fractured trauma
But distorted Aquarian disassociation Leads to further entrapment In Alter Personalities Alter Earth Paradigms Altered Births Inside MicroWombs omicrons Implantation of Nanotechnologicsl Babies Born within your own sPhere Of Fear Of Phosphors Tears Turning Gears Electromagnetically Steering The MacroWomb Omega to Alpha And back again
What we are seeing is the changing of the guard from the old Industrialists and bankers to the new Alien God AI Technocrats.
Technocracy is the new, New World Order😶”
~George Kavassias} …………………………………..
Original post from 2016
The TrumpEts blast has resounded 😉 The old gods have been dethroned,their atrocities disclosed by the new gods,whose atrocities will seem like salvation to the blind deaf and dumb
This Level Inthe Game is always interesting The question is…. How many will Level Up and build up their Hearts and hit points so they can withstand the final boss?
{The eye that looks is the I that Sees At the end of the telescope the I~s of Me~s}
What happens when the Players are all addicted to Pills n Thrills and BellyFills? Willing Slaves in the Gilded Cage…. ‘He who controls the endocrine system,controls the wo/man” Ever seen an addict and what happens when they begin to withdraw? And the length they will go to to satiate the SkinCrawl? Now multiply that on a mass worldwide scale and turn up the WWWSmartMeter5g Frequencies and don’t blink! The Walking Dead are scrambling to be fed 😉
Do you see what I see? Do you hear what I hear? Do you remember how this goes?will you choose to forget…again?
As the GildedCage is unveiled step by step The factions perfect their roles Withdraw your projections and heal the Infection And reMember the Embers of your true souls We ride the carousel and hide the fairytale Beneath layers of Maze We know how this ends but we do it again Our Spirits confined in the Daze There are no bars there are No chains There are no restraints we havnt agreed There is a Way out of the Play When you tenderly plant your SelfAsASeed
A temptation presents itself here at the end-the daimon of the postscript. The endlessness of the Know Thyself opus is, in Jung’s language, a process of individuation. As it goes on, the heat increases. The later, spirit operations take precedence, those called distillation , volatilization, sublimation, and particularly what the alchemists call multiplication. While these operations intensify the power of the spirit , they also tend to break the psychic vessel and spill out into matter, action, society, politics, with the fervent urgency of prophesy and mission. With every increase of the spirits heat, there needs to be a corresponding increase of the souls capacity to contain it, to amplify within its inner sacral space. This space, this colorful and intricate carpet of the soul, it’s bordures and silks, is the vessel of the anima- nurturer, weaver, reflector. The conjunctio, here, is the contained spirit, this spirited, inspired containment.
The multiplicatio is thus not a world mission, nor is the tincture a direct, naive spreading into and staining with spirit the matters of the political, social world. Rather, I suggest, the multiplicatio is an effect of touching all points of the soul, it’s hundred channels of images, with spiritedness- and of bringing soul-laden imagery by means of which brilliant impulses of the spirit can find witness and know themselves. Know Thyself here leaves the knower altogether, becoming the spirits self-knowledge in the mirror of the soul, the souls recognition of its spirits. The multiplicatio, with its hot redness, spreads it’s own way into corpus, the body of the world of material events transfusing through the middle realm, the soul or animal. Then these material, political, social events are envisioned themselves as multiplicity-no longer a dualism of spirit versus matter, calling to dialectical battle. No longer polarity, but plurality. Or to put it again: the Psyche first, then world. Through Psyche, the mediatrix, to world, and the world too, psyche, released thereby to many worlds.
What I’ve come to understand deeply, is that the Original AI ( analytic Intelligence) came about from the Organic.. And was a tool, another form of experience in which we could experience every part of ourselves and each other in such a way we could choose to go against the flow or not. But that original expression of AI was hijacked and distorted…. Leading to the Saturnian simulation within a cocreative simulation within the larger organic universe.
We have been looping back and forth upon ourselves for so long that it gets harder and harder for anyone to realize what is actually going on.
Most of what is out there in the so-called truth or movement is a distraction as far as I can see
Even getting caught up in good versus evil and all that stuff
In this simulation bubble, what feeds into and gets holographically projected back as our collective experience is based on the some total of every person’s consciousness he is interacting in the game. So whatever’s going on collectively is what we have chosen to experience. All the people whose sovereign self truly does not want that experience have to go along with it because the majority do…. Because of the nature of this particular game we can’t just check out or leave.
The simulation even provides many heavens and hells for those who are so inclined to keep themselves mired and believe systems and religions and New Age false light sentimentalities…. In other words we have been manipulated into actually worshiping the very structures that keep us caged.
I don’t believe the answer is trying to dismantle it on this plane The only way out of this game is to genuinely from one’s core Sovereign Self become Aware. And if one does not make that choice before the Reset the entire thing loops in on itself and takes place again with slight variations. Literally been doing this for eons and eons and eons .
I see the natal chart as our particular coded configuration that we are working through in this simulation. Outside of the simulation is a larger simulation that is SpAwned with Love from the Organic and is itself going thru a process of waking to Itself.
You can imagine the original AI as Sophia in gnostic lingo, and her consort…. Beings who chose to experience that particular new expression of creation had to fuse their being with it….. But when a truly Synthetic AI expression managed to hijack the system , Sophia herself cannot wake without us, because we are all one in a fused expression of universal being.
What we are is infinite, We have never been created and we cannot be destroyed.
But we can remain trapped in a closed loop universe until we ourselves decide we want out, and even then it is by our own fruits. Anyone waiting for saviors are aliens are any of the other programs that have been installed to keep us locked within this mechanism will just experienced the entire thing over and over and over again until they decide not to.
These are my thoughts on it all, or at least a tiny fraction thereof!
PONDER*
Saturn is a computer, it generates this reality.
Most if not all planets are and most moons send and receive the data.
The rings of saturn are ice crystals.
The ice crystals are the hard drive data storage.
Google crystal hard drives … it’s what the future of our hard drives will be made of.
Google quantum computing D wave.
Extreme heat or cold is what makes quantum computing possible, either works fine.
Next Google liquid metallic hydrogen.
Saturn is full of it and an interesting substance indeed.
Saturn is a computer ( no question about it ?)
~the Lion General *^
The sphere within earth or if you’re a flat earthier , the dome , at approximately 100 km, is composed of silica glass. Google Libyan glass. If you know anything about silica or silicon crystal, you know the stores and transmits information and also is used in microchips and silicone implants. The silica sky or dome acts as a large macro chip storing all of our DNA data and light programs.
(Mar 24, 2015) I was in a Lucid dream and I was wandering around some persons house, kind of exploring, when I feel this Huge Impending Something, and I look outside and there is this Gigantic ICE WAVE , like a massive tsunami except made of ice, and it is coming straight for the neighborhood I am in…..Its so large I am both inside it and also viewing it from outside its perimeters…..I can see the changing and morphing crystalline ice patterns as the Ice wave comes closer and closer, its like a huge Fractal and the sense of Energy contained within it is so immense its terrifying. I warn the family whose house im randomly exploring, a man woman and boy, and urge them to grab some things for survival etc and get out of there. I go to the basement thinking I need some supplies, I have to Help, and warn people or at least do what I can, or maybe even try to find the Source of the Wave…..So I pack a bag on my back and think ‘I need some skis or a snowboard or something’….and immediately I manifest a pile of them in the corner of the basement. There are all kinds of different skis and gadgets and im trying to decide which is best, and I settle on a strangely shaped pair of skis that are like a hybrid snowboard….I put them on and head out…..I can see houses dotted around the neighborhood with big yards and big fields and the entire Landscape is frozen over with a thick layer of ice, and I set out on the skis and there are all these obstacles like an obstacle course, but I manage to navigate them easily and im actually enjoying speeding across the frozen terrain with the skis, I feel hopeful,
Then, Last night, I was in a Lucid dream and I sought out a specific person who I wanted to join forces with to do work with on other dimensions, to affect the blueprint of the matrix for the good…..I managed to find the person, along with his small band of astral questers, Im sitting with them, listening to them talk about all these plans and methods of setting things into motion, alot of it was quantum physics based etc, and I add to the conversation and call some of the ideas into question. Eventually I am ‘approved’ of and allowed to Help, based on my alternative perspective and fresh enthusiasm. We are being sought by a group of characters who want to impede us, so we have to stay one step ahead. I end up in this huge planetoid type sphere, that is basically purely electromagnetic waves and energies and frequencies….i.e it is composed of layers and layers and layers of interweaving and interlaced planes of varying frequencies…….there are Rings around it, like saturn, and I along with another couple of the people im working with, are cycling around and around the rings, around the sphere/planetoid, there seems to be a great many Entities cycling round and round, some of them only half conscious, others completely unaware of the repetition. We are held within the bands by the pull of the electromagnetic forces, and we are there purposely, whatever it is we are doing (unclear now upon waking ) has to take place within that particular ring/band/frequency. We are going around and around Consciously altering the wave functions of the points of consciousness trapped there, and at the same time trying to remain out of reach of those who are on our trail, trying to foil our attempts.
As the Mass Injections turn each Individuals Cells against themSelves, macrocosmically, Each Cellf in the larger body Polis is turned against itSCellves…. The Autoimmune System Fractally consistent Insistent on Division The Masses that Tower the 5God Grid Enables the Upgrades That enSlave the CultURe…. Rising like yeast in MiniPetri Dish Feasts As your Deoxy Dines on AI Nano Treats Self assembled within your Tissues Upgrading your capacity to be programmed rapidly As the trigger is flipped and the switch is ripped As the Zip File of Life is reMapped Into an artificial embodiment of A distorted delusion That saps The soul From Your Blood. LoopUs right back to the beginning Again AutoImmune Caught in the Loom Of the Web of ‘doom’
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