A time entity stalks humans through time, seeking the ‘gold’ that is their dreams, hopes and creativity, the free willed power to change time by adding possibilities to reality, seeking to parasitically leech and alter that power by subsisting on the extracted suffering.
The beings that participate in this process, when all of time, dreams, behaviors, intentions are added together, are not organically relative to the human soul.
They are from outside the sphere of relativity and cannot provide for themselves temporally and will fade into low consciousness when the human hosts die or rid themselves of the parasitic infection.
They specifically harm those who have the power to assist through dreaming and hopeful intentions by seeking out individuals who contain a great deal of merit and are in a vulnerable and exposed position in their lives.
From that one moment in time, the parasite can interface with selective hosts to travel backwards through time ‘stalking’ the victim by genetically and biologically ‘hopping’ backwards in time through quantum shifting.
What seems to be something that grew over time started at a point in the future and then flowed backwards and every point of contact follows this pattern. If saw from the start, it would appear to be flowing sideways through time.
This entity relies on the narcissistic abuse of those who don’t fight back, selectively. The entity relies on the shadows to survive and would be exposed in the light. It’s disguise only works when no one is observing.
The technology today allows us to see the moments in time and consciousness patterning that are seemingly disconnected at first but actually create an ‘umbrella’ of influence in a radial fractal pattern that is somehow controlled by the same source of intentions.
These entities were cast out of the sphere of relativity and MUST remain informationally hooked into the information or living situation regarding their hosts otherwise they will fade from genetic causal regeneration and mutate into a sub human genetic make up.
The parasite will get what they need through going after the highest possible source (taking ALL), and if that fails they would go after what they can (taking scraps), to do what has to be done to gain oversight and power over their host.
They will eat the highest quality food if they can reach it, if they can’t, the lowest possible resource will do, (droppings and carcasses), relating that the context of their informational hosting will openly position them as the undesirable, as long as they get their attention.
We are the wild woman who broke free of the chains using her own cleverness and cunning. This is the spirit of Hekate, the ancient keeper of keys and breaker of chains. We are wild in that we resist and persist against those who would keep us bound. This is the remembering of what our soul has always known; that through the reclaiming of the keys of our wild, intuitive and wise selves can we find true freedom.
The power of Hekate is the power of the wild woman broken free of her chains and keeping her own keys. Adobe photo.
Hekate: Breaker of Chains of the Wild Woman
The return of wild women has led to a foundational shift in the power structure. It is a fault line over which we cannot traverse. There is no going back. From this cleavage has emerged the eternal primal power of the sacred feminine. The wild woman has broken free. Her crown in place, she now stands in her power.
To me, this goddess rising is Hekate. She is the ancient mother called forth from her cave by the cries of thousands. She is fierce, bold and enduring. Hekate is the voice that whispers we can choose to stand in our power. She is the life-death-life cycle. That is what women know in our souls. This is the power that is feared. We are creators and destroyers. Tender, yet unbreakable. And we have broken free of their chains.
We are living in the aftermath of the chain-breaking earthquake. The terrain is dangerous, yet it is the territory in which we are most powerful. This is Hekate’slandscape; the crossroads between what was and what will be.
Unlocking The Chains: The Keeper of the Keys
One of Hekate’s ancient titles means “Breaker of Chains.” To the ancients, the goddess was multi-faceted, unhampered by restrictions placed on her by the powerful. Hekate was known as the Keeper of Keys of the universe by the ancients, indicating that she held the knowledge of all things. She was also widely revered as a goddess of the crossroads, a place viewed as a portal between this world and the one of spirits. To some, she was the Great Mother Goddess.
She was always known as the Queen of Witches. Today, we have been programmed to believe that there is separation between ourselves and the goddess. Moreover, that the goddess is restricted to the harmful restrictive definition that we’ve been force-fed. The goddess must be compliant and small. She must be limited to being courteous and nice. These are the lies we have been told. Hekate is the rebellion against these profanities. She is the eternal wild woman.
It must be said that her enormous power was so threatening to the rise of patriarchal Christianity that great efforts were undertaken in order to wrap her in chains. This was parallel to the same binding placed on women. Granted that patriarchy existed before Christianity, yet only this religion enthusiastically sought to eradicate the powerful sacred feminine.
Being a Goddess Loving Warrior
Several years ago, a man said to me, “I am a god fearing soldier,” after I had said something that he had found too woo-woo for his taste. My response: “I am a goddess loving warrior.” My goddess is Hekate. She is powerful beyond comprehension. She has returned, and we merge with her spirit to rise as well. We are all breakers of chains and keepers of our own keys. She unleashes my intuitive, wise self that some find too “out there.” That is our wildness. Those intuitive keys are the very ones we use to free ourselves, then we used them to open the gates of our truth, and now we stand together with our power. Hekate is the energy that brings us together, in circles small and large. We stand as wild women reborn.
The Risks When We Claim Our Powerful Keys
However, women’s power is still subjugated to much backlash. There are those who wish only to see us fail. It’s a sad but true fact that when women are in control, they get judged negatively. There are those who fear circles of the sacred feminine, and there are many who are terrified of our individual power.
When women speak of uncomfortable topics, they are disliked. Claiming the goddess in all her glory is threatening to many. Talking about abuse, bias and the ensuing trauma can be upsetting for certain, but it’s the blaming of the truth-talker that is so problematic. Women who talk about difficult subjects and who stand in their power are disliked. This comes from both men and women. There is a bias against powerful women speaking truth, whether it’s in personal relationships or to the power structure that seeks to keep us in check. Hekate, as we do, persists in the face of risk. She is the triumph of overcoming pain and risks to achieve a life of integrity. One where what we know on our insides becomes what we present to the world.
Breaking the Chains in Spite of All the Risks
Living this integrity is not easy. It is difficult to choose to claim our own place in the world because of the insults, slurs and insinuations that get flung whenever a woman boldly lives her truth. There’s a great deal of risk when women choose to stand in their power. Hekate abides in the crossroads. She is there when we stand on the threshold of choosing to say, “time’s up.” She empowers women to speak out. If you are a woman who boldly lives her truth and takes up space in spite of all the risks, I honor you. You are a wild woman reborn.
Silently Breaking the Chains
You may be a woman who can’t live that truth out loud right now. Perhaps the risks are too great. You could lose your home, children, partner, friends, family and job by allowing what is inside of you to become evident in the world. There are those still who would face violence and even imprisonment. The women in these difficult situations, where the risks are too high, often find quiet ways to claim their power. These are the silent revolutionistas. Hekate stands beside all the women who must protect themselves. If this is you, I honor you. You are a wild woman reborn.
Using Our Keys
More potent than awakening is the moment when we choose to do something about it, whether in our personal lives by setting firm boundaries or speaking out about our painful experiences, or standing up for a cause we believe in. How absolutely sad it is that being a social justice warrior has been vilified. A couple of years ago I wrote about how my goddess urges me to speak out for myself and the marginalized. The vitriol that article received was breathtaking. Still, I persist. If you persist in speaking out, I honor you. We are changing the world.
If you, like me, find strength through the goddess known to us as Hekate, you understand that we are entwined with her rise. We are part of a force so much greater than we are. This is the wave that emerged from the cleavage from the earthquake of women’s power that opened the gates of Hekate’s cave. Turn to her when you need to funnel your righteous rage for healing and for hexing those who seek to control you. Behold her unlimited tenderness when you are weary and allow her strength to invigorate you. Claim those keys she’s been keeping until you are ready. If you are claiming them now, I honor you. We are the wild women reborn.
Reclaim your wild woman through the power of Hekate:
Written by CYNDI BRANNEN ~ Cyndi Brannen, PhD, teaches and writes from the crossroads of personal development, spirituality and true magic. Founder of the Keeping Her Keys system of spiritual witchcraft, she shares the keys of The Sacred Seven laws using practical methods ranging from journaling to journeying. Keeping Her Keys: An Introduction to Hekate’s Modern Witchcraft explores Hekate from her ancient origins to our modern understanding through magic and personal development. True Magic: Unleashing Your Inner Witch, based on the sacred seven principles of witchcraft, is a practical guide to better living through witchcraft. Read Dr. Brannen’s journey from shattered to whole, and the courses she offers at keepingherkeys.com. You can read more about the author here.
I have been on a 𝙹 𝙾 𝚄 𝚁 𝙽 𝙴 𝚈 with this woman… it’s been one wild ride.
I have allowed her to be broken. I have allowed others to treat her disrespectfully. I have allowed her to run through brick walls and battle for others who won’t even stand for her.
I couldn’t stop others from abandoning her, but I’ve seen her stand up and be a light for the world, and love others despite all that.
I have stood paralyzed by fear while she fought battles in her mind, heart, and soul.
This woman has screwed up many times as a partner, daughter and a friend because she didn’t think she was worthy of self love or the love of others.
She has a smart mouth, a stubborn streak, and she has secrets. She has scars because she has a history.
Some people love this woman, some like her, and some don’t care for her at all… But most importantly she loves herself.
She has done good in her life, and she has not done so good in her life.
Every mistake, failure, trial, disappointment, success, joy, and achievement has made her into who she is today.
She is passionate and sometimes she is scatter-brained. She will no longer pretend to be who she is not. She will make no apologies for who she is.
This woman is a 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚁. She’s not perfect, but she has a lot of 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙷.
She is unstoppable, gracefully broken, but beautifully standing.
She is 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴. She is 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴. She is 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚂𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙼𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽. She is 𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙴. She is 𝙱𝚁𝙰𝚅𝙴.
… and she will never stop learning or moving forward…
The immature man will compare women. Say who has better breasts. Personality.
Who is more feminine. Who is the s*xiest.
Pitting women against eachother. Creating jealousy and competition and fear and insecurity.
Like a teenager, he will feel out of control. He will blame her for it.
The dangerous man will resent a woman alive in her s*x and try to make her pay.
How dare she be so beautiful?
How dare she make him want her so much?
He will blame her clothing, her body, her charisma, for making him feel out of control.
Instead of savoring his delicious lust, he will vomit it onto her.
He will hold her responsible for what every terrible woman in his life did. Every woman who did not show up for him, like they should.
You can feel the seething vile in such a man.
He is a walking volcano of hurt and self-loathing under the surface, because somewhere down the line, someone shamed him for his s*x. Abused it. Took charge of it. Did not protect it. Either energetically or literally.
When he was soft and needing and connected to his feminine, someone tore him from that place of peace.
He has been on a rampage ever since, trying to burn away his own inner feminine as to no longer feel that level of pain again.
It makes sense the feminine in the world infuriates him. Entraps his joy.
Ever since the day his joy in trusting in his inner feminine was taken, he will try to make a woman pay. He will try to protect himself and take what is his and never be vulnerable again.
Avoid commitment. Avoid staying. Avoid loving.
Then no one gets hurt.
The heart of toxic masculinity is pain.
“Why would you want me? I do not want me. I only cause harm.”
Toxic masculinity stems from the wounded sweet boy, that no one was tending to.
The confused child whose delicate innocence was smashed by people who should have known better.
This is why he cannot trust his desire. This is why he is haunted by his lust.
As a woman, it is not your job to help, heal, explain.
Do not cover up your s*x because it confuses or brings up an avalanche of pain and fear in men who have suffered.
Do not hide, play down yourself, re-parent, stay. You cannot figure it out for him.
Hold a mirror up to his wounds. Speak to the pain that was here before you. He gets to decide to do something beyond masking his hurt in the things society encourages men to do:
Get furious. Drink. F*ck a lot. Do drugs. Yet be a good boy. Make money. Don’t make a mistake. Don’t let anyone down.
Or you will be less of a man.
The most loving thing you can do is let his rage have him. The rage that cuts him off from you and himself.
The only thing that can save him, is feeling the full weight of his actions. And then he finally has a choice:
Do I do as I always have done? Fear, hate, lie, condemn, kill the feminine?
Or
Do I reach out for something beyond this pain? Do I risk being truly hurt in order to let someone in? Let someone help me?
Being a strong man means being willing to go back to the places that were destroyed and slowly find the pieces that feel broken and make sense of them again.
Follow the thread of shame back to the heart: His tenderness. His need. His longing for love and his unshakable fear that he is broken beyond repair and does not deserve love.
That he has made too many mistakes.
To love the man in his toxic masculine is to leave him. Do not get stuck in the web of sorrow that surrounds him. Do not play the games.
Many aspects of the system are dishonest and have to be viewed upon.
For instance, the very concept of having people explain your innocence for you, is a modern adaptation of the early practice of simply bribery and cronyism, literally evolved into what it is today.
As well, having so many written laws without the ability for correspondence is a ploy held by a covert group that uses confusion and chaos to ensure a debacle of emotions which they ALWAYS out crazy and become the ruler, controller, false authority of, due to dishonest reporting.
This has been happening time and time again over many groups and locations and one single area is incapable of discovering the fraud until the future of all is threatened as the parasitic system grows too large to disguise or even feed itself sufficiently crushing under its own.
There have been many conversations throughout the years.
About hair styles Fashion Dwelling Auto Men Women Relationships World affairs
You name it, any number of things.
This past weekend I spent time with friends … adopted family really. At one point many women were seated around the table, talking.
It was odd. It is rare that I am seated with so many women in close proximity and it dawned on me, we were all speaking at once in varying conversation.
It occurred to me how loud it was, and I apologized, suddenly conscious of the circle.
I mentioned to them at one point about this really great under-eye cream I recently found which is diminishing the puffiness under my eyes … pretty cool. But they didn’t seem that interested.
I sit and think of this now and am very happy for the newest friends I am privileged to spend time with.
Unlike others I have known.
It is clear what is valued and what isn’t really all that important.
And it is beautiful.
For you feel seen.
It goes without saying … seen as you are, all of it, and accepted, and loved.
Being in this environment allows a releasing of tensions, a load shifts and eases. The energy and the graciousness of each person, as a combined unit, is so special as they honor each other.
I’ve been blessed to now know several deep thinkers, creative experts and tradition keepers. It is a real pleasure making fun with them, learning of the Sacred Ways.
Plastics made from hemp are biodegradable but because hemp competed with Big Oil it was banned by our government. Marijuana was used to treat over 100 illnesses but because it competed with Big Pharma it was banned also. JD Rockefeller was both Big Oil & Big Pharma.
If you accept this in any way, as a legitimate form of anything other than financial, emotional, medical, pseudo governmental terrorism, mafia based, organized crime, cronyist terrorism (with children’s bones under the warehouse), then you are part of the problem.
There is a rhyme behind all this. They would torture children, whatever they could conclude was God’s next move, through that, they would then move to nullify with worldly powers (lying, cheating, stealing, killing, raping, poisoning, degrading). EVERYTHING, was done that way.
The future of Humanity is based on collective memory.
Those attempting to spread rumors and deception are attempting to literally blank out and erase those who chose to protect Humanity. It’s an occult process designed to function with long term brainwashing and media control.
When it’s all said and done, it’s stolen high access security infiltration, exposure and exploitation of Human spiritual communication and interdimensional transportation systems. This was gifted to the Christ bloodline which was assaulted for thousands of years, forced to salve.
After this, the routine was supposed to ‘advance’, no more bs slavery, everyone went along with the so called ‘elite’ just to give them their chance. Art the end, they tried to kill everyone and absorb their soul energy (like a collapsing star) for their atech breakawaycolonies.
Research the secret space program and child slavery. There were rogue fleets that literally took control of life and death and one could not ‘die’ to escape this, the soul would migrate back into their systems through a tether or containment device using scalar control systems.
Everything is based on signals. Without indicating your humanity, everyone blends in as a kind of massive internet hub of information. It’s almost the same as the internet. The process of reshaping society was to literally cloak and encrypt the soul data with ‘disinfo’.
This functioned as a literal firewall and cloaking system whereby the human society was hidden, disguised as animal, and no one outside the ‘occult’ could go up and see anything other than confusion or debauchery. It just looked like a hell realm and entire bloodlines were inside
The underground base events help you to understand. Lines of genetic material are kept and stored to repopulate the ‘planet’, yet there is no real ‘planet’. Each society fits into a ‘plane’ of consciousness. Each plane is created out of information.
The information describing the solid surface that we ‘live within’, literally changes and becomes different layers of information and application at different distances from the ‘core’ of the information system to the ‘outer limits’.
This means the information that makes up the ‘green Earth’, here, could become something else in the levels above or below. This functions literally like a massive online multiplayer game whereby the players are all lined up in a series of channels or rooms.
The rooms are hosted on a ‘server’ and that server system is the entirety of the processing of Earth’s vital information. Somewhere in there, in the entire spread, are each human society arranged in a way that one would have to fine tune into each layer to bring them into view.
Some layers are encrypted and this is through a natural energy resistance level. Those without the required completion would literally have to absorb the soul energy of someone like children, in order to power their consciousness to reach the level of those encrypted planes.
Time stops or nearly stops on those levels, by comparison to here, so they spent up the extra refined encrypted, time channel, doing the kinds of stuff that is described in a hell realm.
If that happens, it drains the consciousness, ‘soul battery’, of Earth and it takes thousands of years to recharge. If some people were supposed to be there, their trip was delayed and they were threatened with falling down to the ground floor, and having to start over.
That is what people call ‘death’, and every living soul in the universe was threatened with this, for being exposed to those who would participate in such a plan. Let alone using child souldiers for ID operation, they attempted to literally steal a planet and rape it to death.
Because that restricts the amount of pleasure one can have, technology was used to reset the clock and replay the game over and over.
This drained other bloodlines. They then wanted answers.
Entire societies had to be created to condition people to be able to handle the knowledge of what was done. The idea here is that Humans have a choice.
It removed or threatened one’s humanity to even see the knowledge of what was done. What became the ‘norm’ for pleasure and interaction. Akin to being horrified seeing dung beetles make their houses out of cow poop. Only way worse.
One of who cannot even represent themselves at a simple book signing, yet alone represent the United States of America … and still has the audacity to apply for the presidency … smugly thinking she may have a shot … or smugly knowing she’s playing folks like nobody’s business.
One who is obviously a fraud and cannot even notice which direction the audience sits when he speaks, nor does anything he say make sense.
He’s not the only one who makes zero sense when they speak.
Some are full of hate speech and little to back up the cause of their hatred … all while gaslighting, and projecting themselves onto their created opponent.
They behave in a warlike fashion even among themselves. The parties that are supposed to be joined at the hip, working like a finely tuned and oiled machine, are falling apart … they are chewing their own feet and hands off. They’ve gone rabid.
These are those who create the rules of the land … for folks like you and me, that is. These rules do not apply to them.
They receive huge monetary gifts for pulling strings here and there, for skewing the system to have preference for one thing or person, over another. They’ll screw over a team member just to gain benefit.
They haven’t got what it takes to do what we normal folk do, day in and day out … committed to the labor so that our families can benefit. Actually earning our wages, rather than skating by on the sweat of the brow of the very same ‘workers’ they create rules for … to what?, go on vacations and discuss how best … To remain in control? To steal away even more freedoms of the people? To benefit further in their desire for wealth and power?
Why do physical labor when they can scam a living off the tax payer?
It seems they are all actors any more … maybe they always have been.
I say leave money and status out of it.
Let the position not be granted anyone simply because of their lineage, heritage, acquaintances known or status.
The people … electing a person … not a greedy crime ridden suit.
Be like Jose (see link below) gotta love him … humble … one of the people … not a show boat.
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