He inquired of an invisible dominator masculine, “They like Dogs? Do they make their life better?”
Unfortunately, they like to get in my mental space, so they get to hear my opinion.
I responded, “How is it you are in management of anyone if you are ignorant of the fact that having someone or something to love and care for makes life better?”
F-ing Jack wagons.
Oblivious to the intricacies of relationship which make life worth living.
Dogs are friends, guardians, children, protectors, companions who accept without judgement and are always happy to see us, willing to go and do whatever it is we ask …
That masculines ignorance is astounding. Who decided he was worthy of leadership?
We are told to honor our physical vessel, it houses our Soul, the Divine Essence of Energy and Spirit, it connects us to the Higher Realms, to the Most High God.
Governments have poisoned all the food, even the organics aren’t wholly good anymore. The bioform is injected with unknown toxins from birth, and most people take at least one pharmaceutical, perhaps a psych med messing with the mental body too.
Even if we choose to exercise, eat right, and get our, mind right, with all the toxins, the pharmaceuticals, the injections … the government is trashing the physical vessel of the people, the house of our soul.
Screw them. Whether they say it’s for our own good or not, they’re proven liars and thieves.
Their intention is to keep you separated from the Divine, to keep traumatizing you through repetitive, abusive cycles … blind.
When a benevolent god or godlike figure chooses a lesser being to speak for them, their reasons for doing so will vary. Sometimes they’re not omniscient enough to work alone. Sometimes, they’re so alien they can’t talk well to humans. Sometimes, whatever they have to say will be more palatable or plausible coming from a fellow human. Sometimes, the emissary themselves is special in some heretofore-unknown way. Or, maybe the god just wants their calls screened.
Whatever the reason, the emissary will rarely be grateful for the honor. Fits of existential frustration and insecurity are common — after all, what need does a god have for a human? Emissaries may also fear that they’ve gone insane, or be subject to assassination attempts by jealous dogmatists. Sometimes the god is temperamental, or drags them far from home. Frequently, such stories are focused on the emissary’s cross-purpose yet friendly relationship with the divine.
Emissaries are usually Badass Normal, protected only by “coincidence” or magic on loan from their god. Incorruptible Pure Pureness is, of course, a job requirement. An emissary’s Mission from God, if they have a specific one, is always diplomatic—anything else is a last resort. They may be nominated to inform the populace that God Is Displeased, or that trope may result from an emissary being ignored. Unwanted False Faith can also be a related trope, when the emissary’s audience is unable to see the forest for the trees. Usually this trope happens to mortals, but can occasionally happen to an angel or other less mortal race.
Super-Trope for The Chosen One, since this emissary doesn’t have to be foretold or born for the mission.
Looks like this trope but isn’t:Mouth of Sauron (the spokesman for an evil deity or organization who isn’t empowered to act independently or speak their own mind), Pals with Jesus (when the god wants companionship, not an employee), Seers/Oracles (someone who can see the future, and may or may not receive that power from a deity), Symbiotic Possession ( the god wants a collaborator and won’t do full-blown possession lasting more than an emergency few minutes), and Witch Doctor (a ritualist who compels higher powers to help them, instead of the other way around).
Could it be the avatars of darkness are no longer able to function? Like, the parasitic spirit attachment no longer has a low vibrational host to attach to?
They did communion today. They were singing, “nothing but the blood of Jesus cleans us …” drinking their wine, eating their cookies.
I envisioned a man, nailed to a tree, bleeding profusely while these ones go to the body and fill their little cups, cutting off a small piece of flesh, consuming them.
“His death is our life!”, they exclaim.
And I’m reminded of a memory, being in a sweet white dress, in a pit, while robed figures above me drank my blood, as I pleaded to deaf ears not to do it.
Although the talk was good this morning, choosing to be what the Most High created you to be rather than pretending to be somebody else who you admire more …
I’m not too sure I can come back here.
They just filled the vessels (humans) with a substance, and sang a song asking to be made into whatever “he” wanted them to be.
Too much like a ritual.
Not nearly enough celebrating the “life”.
Or the one present now … pulling some up, locking others in. The actual goings on right now … his actions … right now.
Yes. They saw me seated. Yes. They noted my lack of participation.
Witches … and the ignorant they use to cast the spell, the illusion they believe they can absorb his healing, life giving essence by sacrificing and consuming him.
It’s what they are doing to many Divine Beings right now, and they don’t understand.
Their Life Force is what fuels soulless beings.
It’s “Soul”, the God given vitality flowing in organic beings which gives them life.
They are dead.
Clones.
Soulless.
Gathering believers who don’t mind killing and eating other so they can continue being real shitty persons.
People have no idea how many Krysted Beings have been slaughtered and put in hell to keep this illusion of matrix going. And the unsuspecting participate, believing it frees them, when it actually is used to ensnare them.
Binding magic.
Willingly imposed over self.
Through a warped and crazy lie.
People still behave like animals, ingesting the life force essence of an other to sustain themselves. I suppose they can’t object when it’s their turn.
What’s interesting to me, is folks don’t understand the truth of this … as far as I know … is these ones think if they unalive just the right one, they’ll be able to harness the essence and gain entry into the Most Highs kingdom… to overthrow it.
Gods people continuously come to this realm to try and extract the family … who had been sacrificed to lower vibrational entities for power.
Yes. After all this time, after the brutalization and traumatization of the children of the Most High and Family, they are getting what they deserve.
Thanks be to the Master. The most High God, here helping the planet keep promises.
I think time travelers from the future have been living here in a time loop, harvesting life force essence and taking over bodies.
I believe the truth of this is now known. They have been cut off, not able to return to the future. Having difficulty managing these higher vibrations, I feel many of them are transitioning out of these stolen bodies.
They still are needing a powerful host to house their big boss, their “queen” bee, although I think it’s actually a he.
If they don’t find a host, they fade. They can’t be reborn into a form. The cloning facilities growing synthetic forms housing these entities may be destroyed. They can’t go back to the future. Couldn’t trick the Most high into believing they were the shiny ones, even while cloaked in the stolen vitality of the pure.
Not sure what happens to the essence they operate from … the bee.
It’s not over. The dangers are still very real. Watch your thoughts, emotions … don’t get drawn into them, anything low vibrational. These parasites attach to lower vibrational energy.
Avoid conflict.
Drink your water to flush the energies and do your spiritual bathes, smudge the home and aura frequently.
“Be prepared. They won’t survive.”
That was what Spirit said to me on the 21st of January, 2024.
I don’t know what exactly it means, except lower vibrational folk are desperate right now to get divine beings in a lower frequency so they can attach.
Manage yourself. If you slip, pull up.
Be prepared. The spiritual attacks may intensify for a time.
If single, don’t date right now, for your own good.
To be on the “safe” side, gather your supplies in the event we experience a “lights out” period. Pray over your candles, batteries, flashlights and lanterns/oil. It’s said that during the 3 days of darkness artificial light won’t work otherwise.
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