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This is Where Hope Meets Faith

Published September 11, 2025 by tindertender

It was promised by the Mother Father both!
“Never give it back. You’ll never give it back.”
“This is the end of their relationship with batteries.”
“These people won’t obtain you.”
“Be prepared, they won’t survive.”
I don’t know what I’m supposed to be prepared for, but I trust her.
You folks are going up against God and Goddess and the entirety of those they call Family.
You or your copycat won’t survive.
Your days of syphoning the life of the shining ones are over.
That was also promised.
While you are scary … yes indeed you are …
I trust in the Divine who have enfolded me.
It is strange to have this front row seat,
to be here, witnessing Gods Greatness in my Life.
I’ve been waiting a long time.
I Am Grateful.

I’ve no idea exactly what the Mother and Father have seeded in me.
I’m patiently waiting and watching as my Garden continues to grow.
Grateful for My Song which nourishes,
Grateful for Inner Water’s Flow.

I guess I am blessed to have survived the last 20+ years of internal abuse. I learned to be settled in the midst of chaos. Now that the internal has steadied and quieted on its own, the outer world erupts into chaos. I (mostly) silently observe as folks all over lose their mental and emotional stability. Those who had no need to manage a raging, internal sea, trying to drown the life out of them. I’m saddened to see them become energetically aligned with the need for vengeance … I visualize many lives coming into energetic alignment, and I wonder about technology that can “tap into” that frequency and energy … and what they might be doing with it. I watch. I wait. I know there are Powers much Greater than I here at work.

432 Hz Healing

It is strange in these present moments, regarding living and dying.

I know there are shifts, and I’ve had a psychic unseen tell me, “You have no idea what happens to psychics!” Well, you are right. I’ve had my memories wiped so many times throughout the centuries; I do not. I suppose that is why I’m so bold to speak in these present moments. Twenty + years silent, silent no more.

I know what the Mother Father have stated, and I know what they say is true. Every moment, every day, I wait to see if I get another moment with you. Regardless of what happens I’m told I will appreciate my Future. Whatever it takes to get there … I’m all in. We WILL get there.

This is where Stubborn Will pairs with Skillfull Will, without prejudice.

This is where Hope meets Faith, certain.

The End Is Here, So Is The Beginning

Published September 11, 2025 by tindertender

Copycat getting her hopes up of becoming the venerated influencer. Misogynists planning a kidnaping.

The war has been won in the spirit. These narcissists are readying their death certificates. Need to get plastic surgery and tattoos. Studying the social media of this chosen representative. They are planning on obtaining her and replacing her with a weak ho who could NEVER survive a moment in her shoes. These r@pists need a puppet in this position and they need the land the status and money that goes with it. May God and Goddess Mother Father deliver on their promises. They’ll get what they deserve, and it isn’t your identity, star. They will never obtain you. They won’t be able to curse your land or business. It’s over for them and you have a front row seat to witness the Power of the Most High in your life. Everyone will witness it. Keep your cool.

It was promised by the Mother Father both!
“Never give it back. You’ll never give it back.”
“This is the end of their relationship with batteries.”
“These people won’t obtain you.”
“Be prepared, they won’t survive.”
I don’t know what I’m supposed to be prepared for, but I trust her.
You folks are going up against God and Goddess and the entirety of those they call Family.
You or your copycat won’t survive.
Your days of syphoning the life of the shining ones are over.
That was also promised.
While you are scary … yes indeed you are …
I trust in the Divine who have enfolded me.
It is strange to have this front row seat,
to be here, witnessing Gods Greatness in my Life.
I’ve been waiting a long time.
I Am Grateful.

I’m Free!!!!

Published September 9, 2025 by tindertender

Don’t be afraid of your freedom
Freedom
I’m free to do what I want any old time
I said I’m free to do what I want any old time
I say love me, hold me
Love me, hold me

‘Cause I’m free to do what I want any old time
And I’m free to be who I choose any old time
I say love me, hold me
Love me, hold me
‘Cause I’m free
I say love me, hold me
Love me, hold me

‘Cause I’m free to do what I want
To be what I want any old time
And I’m free to be who I choose
To get my booze any old time
I say love me (love me forever)
Hold me (and love will never die)
Love me, hold me

‘Cause I’m free
Do you hear what the man say
These are the words me hear from my grandaddy, come
These are the words me hear from my grandaddy

He would say nothing in this world like when a man know he free
Free from the lock up, me say
Free from the debt
Free like a butterfly
Free like a bee

These are the words me hear from my grandaddy
Said it’s nice to be free, nice to be free
Free from the lock up, me say
Free from the debt

Don’t be afraid of your freedom
‘Cause I’m free to do what I want any old time (I’m a new creation)
‘Cause I’m free to do what I want any old time (Don’t be afraid of your freedom)

I said I’m free to do what I want to be what I want any old time
I said I’m free to be who I choose, to get my booze any old time
‘Cause I’m free to do what I want any old time (I’m free, I’m free, I’m free)
‘Cause I’m free to do what I want any old time (I’m free, I’m free, I’m free)
‘Cause I’m free to do what I want any old time (I’m free, I’m free, I’m free)
‘Cause I’m free to do what I want any old time (I’m free, I’m free, I’m free)
‘Cause I’m free to do what I want any old time (I’m free, I’m free, I’m free)

Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Keith Richards / Mick Jagger
I’m Free lyrics © Abkco Music Inc., BMG Rights Management, Star Publishing Solutions Co. Ltd

The Merge Cat’s Kiss

Published September 9, 2025 by tindertender

When your own kind doesn’t want you …

God gives you something better.


Apparently, it’s called the “Merge Cat’s Kiss”.

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Nobody blocked (his) work on this earth. You can’t take the life of one and give it to another … God took her back … this masculine frauds work wasn’t great.

When she survived the sacrifice, Divine Mother sated, “It’s a bad day for (him)”. God gave her a new mate … She WILL be loved … ya little rat bastard. She gets a new family tree, and your fraudulent one will be destroyed.

You gifted the world the grandest betrayal, you betrayed your own, God gifted Wife, you harvested her while she suffered, and painted yourself “grand” wearing her harvested energy … and now the Most High God has given her “gifts” to someone more worthy.

You, and all your mask wearing frauds, can go to another portion of the multi-verse, your masks have failed you.

Your “chosen one”, the replacement, will need to be enough … No more syphoning the essence of the true and dressing up your fraud.

Trust me when I say, the Divine Feminine doesn’t envy your “bride”, fool.

She actually lov(ed) you … and the Father Divine stated you will NEVER GET HER ENERGY OR SUPPLY BACK. Never again will she be forced to serve you.

Friggen buyer and seller of the mother’s divine energy in all of its forms … may you starve, friggen addict.

She doesn’t care that you are “addicted to her”.

Take your position at her feet, brutalizing coward.

I certainly hope the True Divine Masculine creates something “special” for you, considering what you’ve allowed to occur in the lives of the children.

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He threw her away at the start.

As soon as God wasn’t looking, he wrapped her up, shut her down, bound her in every way he could think of.

He didn’t expect her to rise and shine. He placed her upon an impossible path! She was supposed to be his “hidden treasure” of suffering energy, forever.

I pray he loses the privilege of calling himself a man … or a woman … he’s far less valuable than ANY of the animal kingdom …

Ooohhhhh the many knives he sunk into the Heart of Her Holy Spirit ….

Ooohhhhh the profit he gained from prostituting her energy to unseen masculine, and feminine entities, not human …

Her entire family of HUmans betrayed, syphoned, consumed, enslaved … extinguished.

This rat actually believed he had exterminated the entirety of “her kind”.

… and now, we begin again.

Back to square one.

May every single one who participated in genocide of whole species be removed from our new chapter …

May they receive the intention, and the action, they forced upon others.

Divine Masculine ~ Don’t Get Distracted Now!!

Published September 9, 2025 by tindertender

Nefarious ones discussing your ascension. They know you are worthy of the position you hold.

You are Upper Echelon. Apparently, you were in the jungle, or your spiritual counterpart was. He is here, now. Governing systems are undergoing transformation. Be wary. These ones are still hoping to gain relationship, or at least permission to be in your energy so they can play with your energetic signature, try to defile it. Masculine … the Divine stated that lust will be your downfall. If you’re not with your spiritual spouse yet, be wary for your enemy is attempting to attach to you with a Jezebel succubus. They need to command your position and output. They need to command your energy so they can sacrifice it to their shadow demon.

Please don’t get distracted Divine Masculine, not now. These ones will parade every fancy foot in front of you, slinky tight fits of gorgeous feminine’s sent to entice you, to lure you away from your purpose … and more importantly … from the spiritual spouse who helped you get this far. Use your discernment … don’t get distracted … not now. Please … hold firm to your vow of chastity until you complete your mission and things settle down. The world depends on your successful transition. Those who oppose you will try to attach, they need to sacrifice you, and it requires a “relationship”, a “partnership” or any form of collaboration. Keep your wits about you … s.e.x.ual attachments are their forte. Correct me if I’m wrong, but you’ve been here before, and the distraction cost you everything … absolutely everything.

“There is a curse in the land, until you stand on business!!” as Tish stated.

The Bird Has Flown

Published May 19, 2025 by tindertender

New Beginnings. Time travelers lost the battle, left thru a Stargate, wished the curator “luck”.

The Goddesses are back! And so are their counterparts, Divine. The frauds have been unfreedomed, and are the new indentured servants. In the 30’s or 40’s, it appears I was sent to “gift” gnosis that would lead a thief down another path of incoherence. We have a fresh start. Everyone gets what they deserve … the Creator stated, “Their intentions will be their gift.” And it appears it is.

That is MY Horse

Published May 1, 2025 by tindertender

A few weeks ago I heard a masculine say to another, “That is my horse.”

It just came to mind again, so I googled what a horse might mean …

But first ~
The false telepaths who fancy themselves drivers of consciousness want folks to believe a person is no more than an animal, a commodity, a transport, from here to there, a work-horse which helps them complete task … this was part of the degrading verbiage the hidden interferers were pumping into the field of awareness during last Sunday’s mental attack as I was chopping wood in the forest.

What is a horse a metaphor for?
The metaphor of the rider and the horse. The rider is your rational thinking, your mind. And the horse is your emotions, your energy, your power, the animal part of your nature.

What did the horse represent?
In its earliest symbolic perception, the horse was disquieting and chtonian, but later became associated with the sun as a result of its domestication. It is most often a lunar animal linked to mother earth, water, sexuality, dreams, divination and the renewal of vegetation.

What is the spiritual meaning of a horse?
The Horse symbolizes travel, stamina, adventure and intuition, embodying the spirit of freedom and the relentless pursuit of new horizons. Wild Horses, with their unbridled energy and desire to roam, remind us of the deep-seated need for exploration in our own lives.

And just now, I’m thinking of the 4 horsemen …

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, as described in the Book of Revelation, are four biblical figures who appear upon the unsealing of the first four of the seven seals. They are widely interpreted as representing Conquest, War, Famine, and Death.

Here’s a more detailed breakdown:

Conquest (or Religious Deception): The first horseman rides a white horse, symbolizing the conquering power that often precedes the apocalypse. Some interpretations also view this as representing religious deception.

War: The second horseman rides a red horse and is often depicted with a sword, representing war and conflict.

Famine: The third horseman rides a black horse, signifying famine and starvation.

Death: The fourth horseman rides a pale horse, representing death and pestilence.

Symbolism: The four horsemen are not just literal beings; they are symbolic representations of the chaos and suffering that will accompany the end times.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Four_Horsemen_of_the_Apocalypse

Some of you Suns and Stars are transport in this Spiritual Battle for Amazing and Skillful Holy Warriors from the Kingdom of the Most High … unseen … and you will not be falling, not this time. You Holy Steeds, whether you be a Stallion or a Mare, are Divine, and this is your Last Rodeo.

I heard the Divine state, “Lust will be your down-fall.”

When a warrior pays heed to the lustful energies they’ll be distracted, and someone may come along and steal their horse.

Be aware Family, whether you are the Rider or the Steed, be 100% present in all of your circumstances until the Most High Divine give the go-ahead, letting you know the war is over and it is time to relax and BE with one another. Don’t “jump the gun” or you may get shot.

Living and Losing and Loving Again

Published March 29, 2025 by tindertender

Children should all have pets, so they can get used to managing themselves through the pain of losing the love of the connection. It’s gentler than losing an “intimate” union and love. If we cling too tightly, we can become a monster, we can heart and soul shatter and wish to destroy the entire world for the pain of it. Practicing this release makes the loss, or change within union, bearable, while remaining open to loving again. I really don’t like it when my doggo leaves me, but another comes, and teaches me to love again.

Cut the Strings!!

Published March 13, 2025 by tindertender

The first police officer reaches under the one-ton bale of hay and attempts to lift it off of me. Of course, it doesn’t budge. He grabs his flashlight and shines it under the hay into my face. I blink. He yells over his shoulder to his partner, “He’s alive! He’s alive! Help me move the hay.”
Even working together two officers can’t move it – not a fraction of an inch. A thousand pounds each? Of course they can’t move it.
“Cut the strings,” I whisper. My voice is weak. They can’t hear me.
I am not going to last much longer. If they will just cut the strings, the bale will break apart, and they can drag me out of here.
“Lift, Joe, lift!”
“Just cut the strings,” I mumble, “Please cut the strings.”
“C’mon harder.”
“It’s too heavy! We can’t lift it. We gotta go for help! Hang on Chad, we’ll be right back!”

I am alone again in the growing darkness. Wonderful painless, peaceful, irresistible sleep beckons. I struggle to remain conscious. One. Two. Three. Four… Where are they? How long does it take for police, fire, ambulance, to arrive? Where is the Coast Guard? Where are the Marines? Where is that one old farmer with enough common sense to just cut the strings?
The desert air grows chilly as the sky darkens. I grow weaker. Dizziness overcomes me and I begin to drift off into that gray space somewhere between the living and the dead.
Help finally arrives. One of the police officers bends down so I can see his face. “Hold on! A fire engine is here. There are six men aboard.”
I do the math. Two big, strong cops and six burly firemen must move a ton of dead weight off me. That’s two hundred forty five pounds each. No way can they possibly do that – but somehow, miraculously, they do. A couple of neighbors who have arrived at the scene stand by to catch me. They lower my limp body to the ground where I lie in a broken heap.
Why didn’t they cut the strings? They could have saved a long, tortured hour.
How heavy is hay? A piece of hay is about the weight of a feather. How many pieces of hay does it take to make two thousand pounds? Lots. That package of sixteen bazillion individual pieces of hay wrapped in a gigantic bundle is a crushing weight. But separated, it would have been nothing. I feel bad saying this, because it makes me sound ungrateful – and I am very grateful to the guys who saved my life that night – but there is a point to be made here, isn’t there?
Is it too big?
Is it overwhelming?
Cut the strings – just cut the strings!
Are you buried under crushing burdens? Projects that are too huge? Schedules that are too complicated? Maybe you are trying to do too much at once – trying to do everything instead of doing something.
Cut the strings and cut yourself free. Do one thing at a time – and get it Done. Move “out of the strain of the doing into the peace of the done.”

By Chad Hymas

Let Them

Published March 9, 2025 by tindertender

People you ache for will reject you
Let them

People are going to show you
with their actions
the painful reality of who they are
Let them

People are going to violate
your boundaries
and then blame you
Let them

People are going to believe
their own version of who you are
despite truth or facts
Let them

People are going to misunderstand
misalign and malign you
Let them

I know it’s agony
to allow false stories
to take center stage
rather than truth
but let them

This way lies power
and healing and self-reclamation

The energy you were spending to gain
approval, inclusion, validation
is a false-belonging wound
that’s bleeding you dry

Warning:
To “Let Them”
requires many
stops
and
starts

Stop
the hemorrhage
of explaining

Stop
the frazzle
of justifying

Stop swallowing
the slow-killing poison
of defending

Stop striving, earning, performing

Stop telling yourself
you need their back-breaking
version of love
or understanding

Stop allowing their judgement
to injure your self-love

Take a breath

Dare
to fill your lungs
with something other than
anxiety

Exhale
diminishment

Inhale
expansion

Now start

Start
seeking inside you
the thing that you
always wanted from them

Start
owning all your truth
the beauties
and the beastly
daring to embrace it all

Start
delighting in the wonder of you
as vast as a moon-sky blanket
and dazzling
as a starlit circus

Start
healing the fracture
of your tender fierce heart
gluing and gilding
the jagged edges
with the 24 karat courage

Forgive yourself
for mistaking them
for your power source

The day you start
giving yourself
the love
you wanted from them
is the first day of your freedom

A sky walker once said,
“We’re all living in cages
with the doors wide open.”

You, little songbird, deserve to be free

Take wing from the prison
of your thoughts

You’ll soar

They’ll criticize

Let them

~ Angi Sullins prints, books and card decks http://www.angisullins.com

Art by Digitiel