….the eye of the hurricane is on its way, to ransack and flapjack the core of all our brains, speeding up the rate at which we perceive the perforation, the fate of which could rip and tear a nation, a station, a fusion of minds incoherent redundant grasping for meaning but dormant fleeing the feeling of torment peeling the rots from the dealings and knots from the zealous run leper run
run leper run its all just for fun on a level so deep its not understood does it make it less Real does it make it less concrete does it make it worth the run the gun the gripping of the sun in attempt to hide defeat
SMILE on the periphery it is a storm, a chaos, an insistence on resistance but at the core, it’s unchanged, it neverwas and neverwillbe, and neveris, but still existing giving us the balance to create lands in time hands in line to co create with malleable laws
implicate order enfolded within each explicate experience shooting out from the source in fractals of difference and intensity and vibration and density till the impulse reaches completion loses its thrust coarsens its vibration yet mimics the One and then begins its evolution back to the Within with all the cohesion of experience and lessons and soulsparks and mouldings holding on to Awareness as it ascends back to the heart of the hologram to enrich the totality of all that is with each divine perspective as it returns and ReTurns the wheel as the cycle continues and spins out again the impulsion the force the flickering light of love to enforce the dynamic dance of desperate dreams……………
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
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
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’
The most thoroughly and relentlessly damned, banned, excluded, condemned, forbidden, ostracized, ignored, suppressed, repressed, robbed, brutalized and defamed of all ‘Damned Things’ is the individual human being. The social engineers, statisticians, psychologists, sociologists, market researchers, landlords, bureaucrats, captains of industry, bankers, governors, commissars, kings and presidents are perpetually forcing this ‘Damned Thing’ into carefully prepared blueprints and perpetually irritated that the ‘Damned Thing’ will not fit into the slot assigned it. The theologians call it a sinner and try to reform it. The governor calls it a criminal and tries to punish it. The psychologist calls it a neurotic and tries to cure it. Still, the ‘Damned Thing’ will not fit into their slots.
Four Hours in this waking reality Time-frame Of intense Somatic Trigger Point Pain Bodywork and Descent Into the Inner musculature and armature And inPrizmMent Of my StoriesInTimeSpace Trapped and held In my Shape Navigating landscapes I had Forgotten But which had not Forgotten Me Twisting into the aching pain Of the waking strain Of aeons Of Trying to See And Dying to Be Free To Bleed The Agony and the Ecstasy Of nonLinear Destiny Wrapped around the core So tight We cannot fail To recognize The Fight We locked away In Prizm Cells In Somatic Shells that protect The Seed As dramatic deeds and Infected Dreams Plead To be Released from these Semiotic Seams
I cried as the Memories of Me~s I’ve tried to hide Spoke again From the infinite fractal Face of wide-eyed Time In a Space I created In Order To wake the blind Embryos Of Selves in Sides Of Chaotic crimes So they could swim free In rising tides Of harmony As I unBind them In this fugue of MyStory Mysteriously unfolding Before Me
Doctor: The Dream Crab induces a dream state. Keeps you happy and relaxed in a perfectly realized dream world, as you dissolve.
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Doctor: You have a pain right here. It’s like an ice cream pain, but gentle. Do you know what that is? The skin and bone have been parted, probably half an inch, and something has pushed right into the soft tissue of your brain and is very slowly dissolving it. I want you to picture it this way – Somebody has put a straw right through your skull and is drinking you. You should be screaming with agony, but there’s anesthetic. Everything around you right now, even Danny, especially Danny, that’s the anesthetic.
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Danny: I’m a dream and you know I am, right? Right, one thing, but it’s important. It’s a very important thing. That is totally how you guessed all of my presents. Danny: Do you know why people get together at Christmas? Because every time they do, it might be the last time. Every Christmas is last Christmas, and this is ours.
Bellows: So these creatures, when their feeding goes wrong, they die? Doctor: The carnivore’s hazard. Food has teeth, too.
Doctor: There are some things we should never be okay about.
Doctor: Dreams within dreams – dream states nested inside each other. All perfectly possible, especially when we are dealing with creatures who have weaponized our dreams against us.
Santa: Yeah, just get it done, head towards the northern lights. Yes, I remembered to switch them on!
Santa: Oh, for Easter’s sake! Of course you’ve been dreaming! Haven’t you been paying attention? Ian: Rudolph – did you see the nose? Wolf: The North Pole? Come on, with stripes?! Ian: This … Wolf: is … All: … a dream! Santa: How much more obvious do you want me to make it? Because I can text the Easter Bunny, you know.
Shona: You’re a dream who’s trying to save us? Santa: Shona, sweetheart, I’m Santa Claus. I think you just defined me!
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Doctor: THIS is your mind, trying to tell you this isn’t real. Santa: So it gives you me. Sweet Papa Crimbo! Ian: It gives you comedy elves, flying reindeer. Doctor: Exactly. Santa: A time-travelling scientist dressed as a magician. Ian: Classic! Doctor: No, no, no, hang on. No, no, no, no. Wolf: Living in a phone box. Doctor: It’s a spaceship in disguise! Santa: You see how none of this makes any sense? Doctor: Shut up, Santa! Doctor: No, look, we don’t need all this touchy-feely stuff. Santa: Shut up, Doctor!
Santa: You are deep inside this dream, all right, and it is a shared mental state, so it is drawing power from the multi-consciousness gestalt which has now formed telepathically … Doctor: No, no. No, no, no. Line in the sand. Santa Clause does not do the scientific explanation! Santa: All right. As the Doctor might say, “Aw, it’s all a bit dreamy-weamy!”
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Shona: I’m scared. The Doctor: Congratulations, that means you’re not an idiot.
The Doctor: No need for chatting. You’ll only get attached. This isn’t Facebook.
Clara: Doctor. If Santa was only in the dream, why was he on my roof?
The Doctor: Do you know what I hate about the obvious? Clara: What? The Doctor: Missing it!
The Doctor: Clara. Page number. Make it a good one. Clara pointedly: Twelve.
The Doctor: Wherever you are, the Dream Crabs have got us. And we’re all being networked into the same nightmare.
Ashley: Where’s Albert? Where’s the Professor? The Doctor: He probably just woke up somewhere in the real world dead. If we don’t wake up now, we’ll do the same. Clara: But how? The Doctor: I don’t know.
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Clara: So what happens now? This is us all just waking up, right? The Doctor: Could be. I hope so. Waking up or… Clara: Or? The Doctor: Just focus on this: do you believe in Santa Claus? Clara: I’ve always believed in Santa Claus, but he looks a little different to me. {she hugs the Doctor}
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Claus: You really should be waking up too, Clara. Clara: Just a little longer. Santa Claus: Why? Clara: Every Christmas is Last Christmas.
The Doctor: Oh Clara. I might have known that you would be the one to sleep in.
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The Doctor: We should do this every Christmas. Clara: Because every Christmas is Last Christmas.
The Doctor: I’m sorry. I was stupid. I should have come back earlier. I wish that I had. Santa Claus: Do you, Doctor? How much do you wish that? The Doctor: I’m not still…? Santa Claus: Wakey wakey!
….. The Doctor: The TARDIS is outside. Clara: So? The Doctor: So all of time and space is sitting out there in a big blue box. Please! Don’t even argue.
{Doctor Who, the last Christmas}
Doctor: You’re a dream construct, currently representing either my recovering or expiring mind.
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