Folks don’t know it, but there’s a vampiric Roman energy harvesting r*pist pos in the white house right now trying to conquer “the new world” and the potential leaders of it.
Yeah … that entity pretending to be Trump? Is a giant brunette who warships the power of his mind and his ability to “make people” do what he says. He “drives” their “weak minds”. He even bragged about making one of his rpe victims “say” it was sexy to be rped by him.
Women do just fine against them … even though they believe they’re tougher because they have the r*pe wand.
They have brutalized the Woman for daring to stand firm against them … brown and red and white alike … Women … Mothers … Source Connected and Blessed.
In 859 CE, a woman used her inheritance to build the world’s oldest continuously operating university—and 1,165 years later, it’s still educating students.
Her name was Fatima al-Fihri, and she understood something that would echo through centuries: the greatest investment isn’t in wealth or status—it’s in knowledge.
Fez, Morocco. The 9th century.
Fatima al-Fihri and her sister Mariam had just inherited substantial wealth from their father, Muhammad al-Fihri, a successful merchant who’d moved the family from Tunisia to Morocco.
They were young women with resources in a world where women’s choices were often limited. They could have lived comfortably, married well, secured their own futures. Instead, they chose to build something that would outlast them by over a millennium.
Fatima envisioned a center of learning—a place where knowledge could be pursued, where scholars could gather, where intellectual and spiritual growth would flourish together. Not just for the elite. Not just for one group. But a place where learning itself was sacred.
In 859 CE, she used her inheritance to found Al-Qarawiyyin in Fez.
It began as a mosque with an educational mission—but it became so much more. Within decades, Al-Qarawiyyin was attracting scholars from across the Islamic world and beyond. Students came to study theology, mathematics, astronomy, medicine, philosophy, law.
The library at Al-Qarawiyyin would eventually house some of the world’s oldest manuscripts. The institution would educate some of history’s most influential thinkers, including scholars whose work would later influence European universities during the Renaissance.
Meanwhile, Fatima’s sister Mariam founded the Andalusian Mosque nearby—also with educational functions, also still standing today. Two sisters. Two enduring centers of learning. Built with inheritance money that could have been spent on anything else.
Think about what that choice meant.
In 859 CE, Fatima al-Fihri looked at wealth and saw possibility. Not just for herself, but for generations she’d never meet. She understood that knowledge doesn’t die with us—it multiplies, spreads, transforms.
Every student who walked through those doors for the next eleven centuries carried forward something she started. Every scholar who debated in those halls. Every manuscript copied in that library. Every idea explored, challenged, refined.
All because one woman chose knowledge over comfort.
Today, Al-Qarawiyyin is recognized by UNESCO and Guinness World Records as the oldest continuously operating educational institution in the world. It became a modern university in 1963, but it’s been teaching students for over 1,165 years.
The same institution Fatima founded in 859 still stands in Fez, still educates, still preserves knowledge.
Think about that timeline. Al-Qarawiyyin was already ancient when Oxford was founded. It was 600 years old when Columbus sailed. It had been teaching students for over a thousand years when the internet was invented.
And it all started with a woman who inherited wealth and chose to invest it in something that would outlive her.
Fatima al-Fihri’s story isn’t just about building a university. It’s about understanding legacy. About recognizing that our choices ripple forward in ways we can’t predict or control—but we can choose what kind of ripples we create.
She chose education. She chose knowledge. She chose to create a space where learning could flourish.
And 1,165 years later, students still walk through those doors.
That’s not just architecture. That’s vision becoming reality across centuries.
Fatima al-Fihri never saw the Renaissance scholars who would study texts preserved in her library. Never saw the thousands upon thousands of students who would pass through Al-Qarawiyyin’s halls. Never saw how her choice would influence education across continents.
But she didn’t need to see it to believe it mattered.
She planted seeds of wisdom in the 9th century, and we’re still harvesting them in the 21st. That’s what happens when you invest in knowledge. When you choose to build something greater than yourself. When you believe education is worth dedicating your resources, your vision, your life’s work to create.
You don’t just change your own life. You change the trajectory of countless lives you’ll never meet.
Fatima al-Fihri: 800-880 CE (approximate dates). Founded Al-Qarawiyyin in 859 CE. The institution still operates 1,165 years later. One woman. One choice. One thousand years of impact.
Sometimes the most powerful thing you can do is believe that knowledge matters—and then build something to prove it.
She let go. Without a thought or a word, she let go. She let go of fear. She let go of the judgments.
She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her.
She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go… She didn’t search the scriptures.
She just let go.
She let go of all of the memories that held her back. She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.
She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.
She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t journal about it. She didn’t write the projected date in her day-timer. She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper. She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope.
She just let go.
She didn’t analyse whether she should let go. She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter. She didn’t do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment.
She didn’t call the prayer line. She didn’t utter one word. She just let go.
No one was around when it happened. here was no applause or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her.
No one noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort. There was no struggle.
It wasn’t good and it wasn’t bad.
It was what it was, and it is just that. In the space of letting go, she let it all be.
A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her. And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.
Some people say your success was just an accident, luck.
They will never admit it was because you tried, tried, tried again. You never gave up, and success was finally achieved.
That’s the way it always happens in the “natural world”.
The others, who get “instant” results, are just manipulators, often thieves and abusers, not successful creators of solutions through genuine, persistent effort on one’s own supply.
Of course the manipulator will whine about your achievements and successes. They’ll insist it’s a hoax.
When a human being chooses to live in ignorance, arrogance, self-absorption, self-centeredness, selfishness, and self-indulgence… they become emotionally addicted to the identity of pride. They become addicted to the illusion of control, the illusion of superiority, and the illusion of certainty. They attach their worth to stubbornness and rebellion, refusing to soften, refusing to listen, refusing to feel the truth that lives within the heart of their soul.
When someone chooses arrogance over humility, when they choose self-absorption over self-awareness, they disconnect from the true condition of their soul. They choose unloving beliefs. They choose unloving emotions. They choose unloving behaviors. And because of that, they have zero desire to deconstruct their facade. Zero desire to deconstruct their traumas. Zero desire to deconstruct their emotional wounds. Zero desire to deconstruct their sins, their shadows, their false identities that were inherited through their family DNA.
Instead, they worship their addictions. They praise their attachments. They treasure their codependencies as if they are sacred. They idolize the very prison that keeps them suffering.
And so they become emotionally addicted to their rage, their anger, their hatred, their bitterness. They become addicted to their false assumptions. They become addicted to their false narratives. They become addicted to their false stories and false judgments. They become addicted to the identity of their own fears and terrors.
And then, because they refuse to feel, refuse to take accountability, refuse to take ownership, they project all of it onto their reality, onto the people around them, onto the world, onto the ones who actually love them.
And this is why humility is the gateway to God. This is why emotional transparency is the portal to liberation. This is why the willingness to feel is the key to freedom.
Because until a soul becomes willing to dismantle everything false within them, they will remain trapped in the illusion that is destroying them.
And for those who choose truth, who choose humility, who choose emotional honesty, who choose divine accountability, they resurrect. They rise. They rebirth. They reclaim their original soul identity in God.
We God This. Sacred Sovereignty. Divine Liberation. Rise in Truth. Rise in Love. Rise in Humility.
These misogynist masculine’s object about this womans ability to handle responsibility, to perform necessary tasks required from this position she’s been gifted. They’re told she is a multi-tasker …
Just because she makes it looks easy does not mean she’s cutting corners or omitting any of the necessary tasks. Just because it looks easy doesn’t mean it isn’t hard, requiring focus and concentration. Just because she keeps her cool under pressure doesn’t mean she’s sluffing off responsibility. She has speed and efficiency they cannot comprehend.
I think they’re just mad because she’s a young, beautiful, capable divine feminine, a true organic original divine feminine. They see her as a child even though her soul is ancient. She is eternal youth and they cannot grasp the concept that she is not what they see. Their limited thinking has them in a tiny box and they believe everything and everyone needs to get inside that box. They believe it is “they” who ought to command her essence and performance.
They cannot compute the idea of a muti-tasking, Organic, ORIGINAL, speed processor, transmitter receiver of the Divine, a HUman Being they thought they had caused extinction for, who enjoys continuously improving on methods, timing, quality, output … adding efficiency and value to her soul, as she shares efforts with her community.
She is not AI, she is what AI has modelled themselves after, and she outshone them, out-performed them, and did it with a smile and happiness in her heart. She is a Daughter of God, and has earned this position, FAIRLY, under the greatest duress her “opponent” could offer.
They themselves say she is sanctified, she’s a savior (because she helps those in need), she’s anointed, she is spontaneity itself, instinctive, there are no patterns, only flow. These who long to possess and control cannot track or compile strategy without patterning.
It’s throwing them off, making them “mad” and they’re losing their minds. These who operate on ROTE and PATTERNS despise that the one operating in flow, divinely connected, slipped through somehow, even with the greatest pressure they could apply. God works miracles all the time … it’s what flow and love of life offers.
They are talking about an intervention. They’re talking about reputation. The curator wants her presence eliminated. He’s told to back off. He doesn’t want to obey commands. He’s accustomed to giving commands.
Those I’ve come to know as the “adversary” are talking about “the nation”.
What does “nations” mean in Revelation? In the Book of Revelation, “the nations” refer to the gentile or non-Jewish peoples of the world. “Nations” mean “ethnic groups”.
It sounds as though there is a specific nation which concerns these abuser masculine’s. They’re quite upset about its rise.
Adversaries masculine representative not getting the glory they expected. A new feminine is an Icon.
These occultists are laying the energy of a crime on a woman being venerated. They are desperate to make her carry the crime, and receive the karmic return of that crime. A masculine poisoned his wife without seeking counseling, or trying to work it out … he just decided to snuff out her life because he wanted a new gal. His new gal is “hoping” the transference of their “sin” works and that they can claim this venerated woman’s energy and status.
“She has no idea how strong she is” the curator complained.
He wants to possess this energy so bad!! The energy is her life!! She doesn’t go around thinking how powerful she is … she exudes a healing force that touches everything in her field! She enlivens, and eases with grace, the energies surrounding her.
She doesn’t puff her feathers and show off … she is simply sharing what her life IS … while she is BEing it.
These abuser masculine’s think they know better on how to “manage” the LIFE that she is, that she shares … but they have created a realm of WAR and they flaunt their might … they could really USE the essence of the Divine Feminine to show their “enemies” just how “unbeatable” they are.
Fellas, just let the Divine Mother in her Many Forms do what she is here to do … bring LIFE to this earth and all things within the realm. Let her do it with the purity of the Love residing in her. Why must you steal her life and create war with it?
You seem to have a severe mental issue … have you checked you ego lately? Have you even tried to heal your childhood wounds? Is it necessary to obtain the life force of the Life Bringer and hurt your “enemies” with it?
You used it last cycle and you hurt the little ones using her energetic signature with your hands, your mouth, your despicable behaviors … your baneful, forbidden magic, with your festering intention …
Let her go. Her life essence isn’t meant for war … it’s meant to grow the seeds of love and responsibility … harmony, respect, honor … these things do not require abuse … or the presence of those who enjoy bringing it to the people.
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9-10-2025
They’re discussing just now … Her Energy Her status Her tattoos A false death certificate
They want her energy, her mind, her genetics, her spiritual gifts and inheritance
You have permission to inhabit your own life. To say no To say yes. To inhabit your own knowing Your own body, And all you allow or do not allow within it.
To love who you love. To feel. To inhabit anger, contentment, joy. And heavy sorrow. To be full of strength, and to know weakness.
Permission to stand for something. Or to walk away. To find rest. To tell your story. To give or take what is yours, And to never explain why you leave — Or why you stay.
You have permission, grand permission, to have a voice. And to use it. And to let others have theirs too. To add your voice to the Grand Mosaic, Your brilliant tile to humanity, and not be silenced.
You have permission to tell the truth and to let others tell theirs. Or to be in quiet. To choose to engage in the old wars To win the game. To lose it, or to stand firm. –Or to find something higher.
To know. –When not to listen, Or when to be cracked open. To let the silver spores of being, infuse your life Or to watch your tender soul unfurl, and come to flower.
You have permission to be Wild. So wild To live in, under, to live through. To experience belief. And what it is to follow. To Lead, Or to gather all you own, your whole being, if need be, and take up your sacred path.
You have permission to live in your full truth today, Even if it that truth is gone, tomorrow. To be reborn. Stunned like a babe, gasping from the womb, only to find rest in the warmth and soft breast of new Knowing.
You have permission to follow the call of your soul — Even if it doesn’t make sense. Even if it is inconvenient. Even if it only forms more questions — Even if it only brings you freedom, Or a heavy burden.
For you are not a herd beast. You are a Being of Light Individuating your way out of the sleeping tribe. You are an archangel, exalted to human, Spreading the great arms of your wings into Life.
You are a Boat Builder, A Clock Maker, A Worker at the Compass. Full of beauty. Complexity, and magnificent contradiction.
You, my dear, are a Singer of the Soul.
Never, Ever, ask for permission.
~ Rachel Alana (R.A Falconer) Midwives of the Soul
It’s amazing … Foes have made up a story in their mind regarding the collective. They are certain every detail they “know” is correct and true. They do things to “make it” seem so, by sabotaging the life.
Me? I dream of love. I dream of Soul connection and happiness. The details are many. My Soulmate is silent much of the time. My Family Divine are the true definition of Ninja and Stealth. I laugh at myself a little, thinking about mine adversary and the ridiculous stories they’ve made up. I self-reflect and wonder if my internal story regarding love with the unseen is real? Or madness … One thing is for certain; my dreams of love are greater than my enemy’s fantasy for my suffering. I BELIEVE IN LOVE!
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