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Secrets and False Prophets

Published January 18, 2019 by tindertender

Secrets may be the most evil thing there is. They break the ability to trust, they rob morals, integrity and honesty. They are the crux of all negative emotion and separation of people, culture … and worlds.

How fast does thought form travel? It must travel faster than the speed of light. You can’t put a board between it like you can with light, to block the receiver from receiving it. You cant put muffs on it as you could with sound, to block the receiver from receiving it. No .. once the thought is thunk it is done, it has been received just as soon as it enters mind(s), or consciousness of any kind … there is no retrieving it.

Just who is Walter Schumman? A question posed in the midst of sleep. He was the composer for the music in Night of the Hunter, I’ve attached a clip of the movie and of sound related to it.

Dream, little one, dream. Dream, my little one, dream. For the hunter in the night fills your childish heart with fright. Fear is only a dream, so dream, little one dream.

Beetle Vision

Published December 25, 2018 by tindertender

A beetle showed itself to me recently in vision. It looked like a cross between the Golden Jewel Beetle and the Dogbane Leaf Beetle. The right wing was golden in color, very bright, whereas the rest of it looked like the Dogbane Leaf Beetle, with the exception of the antennae, which were shorter, like the golden jewel.

Looking for meaning I find:

“This is a time of high calling from Spirit to use unlimited imagination, tapping into the creative intelligence of the universal elements … using the power of ‘the force’, your inner energy wheels, your chakras will create momentum and drive, propelling you to break free into new dimensions of being into new ways of connecting and expressing the eternal force that lives within you … as with each step you experience the state of becoming ever eternal, in mind ~ body ~ spirit.”

Across the Universe … they are calling …

Midnight Conversations

Published December 24, 2018 by tindertender

Listening in on conversations … not because I want to, but because they refuse to talk where I cannot hear. They notice I’m listening and their talk becomes hushed. I ask them, “Why are you all getting so quiet? C’mon out and play. It’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”

“After the 4th …”, he says.

We have outside influencers in a battle for the human mind. Which “Space Force” is this?

I enter an area which is grey, void of color. It is as though I am standing on a hill, looking down on a scene. I see three shadowy figures, back to me. Their arms are straight out from their sides, in ‘crucifixion’ form. In front of them are many shadowy figures, standing and facing them. I leave wondering, “Do you think they saw me?”

A water droplet fell into a pool of water, ripples move outward. “Water can be symbolic of life force, chi, and psyche. Other meanings include a search for knowledg3, spirituality, or comfort … water is used for ritualistic cleansing to maintain purity. There is an emphasis on “living water” i.e. water from oceans, rivers, streams, etc.”

http://www.dreamforth.com/search.php?query=water-droplets&type=dreams&page=1

https://exemplore.com/dreams/Dreaming-of-Water-The-Meaning-of-Water-in-Dreams

He says, “I wrote in this letter things which I did not do.” Somebody else utters the word, “racism”.

A ‘coyote’ appears on the stage.

In Native American tales the coyote is a creator, teacher, and a keeper of magic. The coyote often represents a magical power or trickster god. Coyote can appear when you are being initiated into your next level of spiritual growth. http://www.spiritanimal.info/coyote-spirit-animal/

Someone speaks the word, “Philanthropy” … goodwill to fellow members of the human race.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philanthropy

“Blow up” in their faces … meaning, whatever plan ‘they’ have will fail.

“Get it together. Form an opinion based on your observations, and then take action.” This does not mean do what someone else tells you to do. It also does not mean to come to a conclusion based on what others ‘say’. It means observe, form your own unbiased opinion, and take action on it. Trust yourself.

Per Nike (shoes) phrase, “Just do it”. Do you know who Nike is? https://greekgodsandgoddesses.net/goddesses/nike/

With all that … Happy Holiday, whatever you call it, if you celebrate this time of year. There is much happening right now, and continued change will be swift and most likely quite surprising.

Don’t hold your breath … breathe.

Intertwining ~ Relentless

Published December 4, 2018 by tindertender

What are you looking for? Who told you what to look for? What was the motive behind the one telling you what to look for?

THINK!

Before we shared consciousness … we shared consciousness. One aspect in time completely unaware of each other, the other aspect in time, aware of each other. We are too much alike! Since you are here, perhaps we can shift gears … go another route. No body wants to be ‘pissed’ forever, seeing yellow, wet and uncomfortable, among other descriptive words.

This frame of mind has been programmed into mass consciousness. By who? Why? What kind of experiment is this? Or has it gone rogue, gone wild … like AI that takes on life of its own.

AI … some say AI is a machine. What if AI is actually a self-replicating organic form? Too smart for its own good? Currently not aware enough to stop damaging itself?

How would the scientists program organic minds, or organic AI? It would have to be done via electromagnetic pulse. Wireless technology.

Even if you don’t think it possible, consider nanobots infiltrating the human mind and body. Manipulated by wireless electromagnetic pulse. What are the possibilities? Are there any limits? Is there any way to stop it?

How many organic forms will self-destruct upon entry of AI nanobots? Is this the reality, or simply a distraction? Is it a half truth, disguising the actuality? The known, covering the yet unknown … or at least the yet to be acknowledged?

A war for the minds of mankind. Could it be happening right under our noses? We’ve been told of it, yet are we only now becoming fully aware of it? Yes … would be the short answer.

How to short circuit AI nanobots, fortify the mind, cleanse and purify, leaving behind anything that did not originate within.

It’s a disguise. Those in power know the behind the scene action. Those experiencing know better than most, who are not informed. Those who have yet to encounter these methods scoff, ridicule, and harm those having the exposure. No one will escape it. There are many facets to this circle of life.

https://infogalactic.com/info/Hexadecagon

https://www.quora.com/What-is-the-difference-between-ordinal-numbers-and-cardinal-numbers

http://www.numericana.com/answer/culture.htm

I find it interesting that the multifaceted circle comes to mind while I ask these many questions, most of which I can’t record for they fly by in thought so quickly. Back on the surface of things I watch as my dogs roost around in the blankets, getting cozy for sleep. I wonder how many hours my mind will race this night before sleep comes for me.

Consciousness becomes nearly explosive. The organic body needs sleep, and while it does, the consciousness keeps going, called by many, the subconscious. Never resting. Those without organic body do the same, only they are fully conscious at all times. How tiring that must be! How tiring it sometimes is.

What is a true leader? Someone who does it … whatever the task. Others, seeing this and knowing it is good, do it as well. Simple. As. That. No ego, no orders given, no force. Today’s leaders (mostly) will not do … they order, instruct, dictate and then often take credit for, the work of others. It is amazing how leadership has been warped. Incredible.

Skewing of basic law. This is important, for it is happening with all things.

Coming from depths of soul, what is in union there? Outside of the noise, yet permeating everything. It sounds like my own voice, yet it is not. Why on earth am I sitting beneath the split of you?

It isn’t the Rothschilds. It isn’t the queen. It isn’t the president, or the king.

I have a friend who used to tell me to stay in the shade of gray. Actually, the shade of gray, the middle, between good and bad, mad and glad, doesn’t exist unless you’ve ‘medicated’.

Angry Cats

https://youtu.be/JUI27WhoWBQ

Why this song and the thought of angry cats comes up, I haven’t a clue, but I’ll share it anyhow.

Manipulation does not last forever. It cannot.

Who, what, why, when, and where … yet someone threw in the how. It doesn’t even follow format! The how is always a variable formed by whatever the other elements are. It could mean what I was thinking when I thought it, or it could mean something else.

How can your thinking happen during a different thought simultaneously, parallel worlds butting up to each other. Rifts (tears) in them, allowing them, or causing them, to mesh … to intertwine. It is more like they bleed into each other, like colors on fabric.

I am bombarded by the thought of the halogen collider, CERN.

They don’t have much of a record but … I wonder if this is artificial intelligence. Thoughts the world over, in the minds of humanity, are being amplified. Is this science? Or is it madness?

If you destroy other life in the attempt to be free, do you deserve freedom?

The IZUMUK is identified as …

What in the heck does it mean? I have found this bit of information:

IZUM – Institute of Information Sciences – a public institution established by the Government of the Republic of Slovenia as an information service of Slovenian science, culture and education.

The letters given in message specifically ended in ‘UK’. The IZUM seems to be code talk, and may not have anything to do with the Republic of Slovenia, yet it sparks interest in further research. For now though, rest … or the attempt of it anyway.

Spinning Entry … or Standing Still

Published November 18, 2018 by tindertender

How many doors are there to all knowledge? Is one forced to locate ‘A’ door? Pigeon holed into one line of entry? Or are there many doors, everywhere, all along life’s path?

Wherever we find ourselves on the journey, we will find, upon deep reflection, we are actually in the eye of the storm, standing smack dab in the middle of where all doors … and openings … meet.

Do you dare enter one of the doors? Or do you open them all and stand center, sending love and song and sweetness into each of them? Not really joining with, or meshing with any single room, or path, or group.

She spins right, wearing her white dress. Sparkles begin to fly off of her as she spins, entering the dark opening of each door. It’s as though a tube is surrounding all of them, and sliding down the rim of the aperture is Golden streams, like water dripping down the outer edges. Darkness is behind, yet these golden rivulets are reflecting light.

She stands in a circle of light and all of the doors seem to disappear, all except one large opening. It seems to open into darkness, but as she looks at it, it begins to glow slightly blue, ever so subtle in the dim, near impenetrable view.

Aaahhh, sunset. The sky a pale blue as the light fades. Silhouettes begin to appear. Buildings, hills, and anything that is abound the earth.

Hair like liquid gold, parted on the right. Gentle waves and a thin band across the forehead. Features delicate, beautiful … yet eyes are like liquid, icy laser beams. Your energy pushes against my middle and a sensation like … fear? … butterflies?

I wonder, your features say you are young, your stature small … yet there is no such thing as small is there? That is a word humans dreamed up after they stuffed themselves into a flesh suit. Reality … who are you really? Why are you pretending to be small when in fact you are so very large? Are you here to burn away my illusion? What if I’m not ready? What if I’m comfortable in the uncomfortableness?

Strange. I thought myself courageous, brave, and willing to face what is … yet this moment allows me to understand there is still fear embedded in the mind. It holds me back from walking through doors, from committing to anything, to remaining aloof.

One thing I’ve learned is that while patient, there is only so much of it that can be offered an individual. At some point, the comfortable will be pushed into discomfort, forced to stretch beyond that which they know. We’re forced to face our fear, willingly … or kicking and screaming.

I think again about what nice means. I think to myself, it wasn’t very nice of me to yell at someone the other day. Fortunately for me, he forgives easily, quickly, and just lets it go like it never happened. Then on the other hand I know someone who refuses to even try to come to an understanding, about what? I do not know. I realize I’m swimming between two poles of experience with two different people. One who forgives and moves on, the other who refuses and fosters negativity. Two completely different reality’s, and me standing in the middle … sometimes frustrated by it all.

All of a sudden I consider many other things as well.

Many … other … things …

Does Life Evolve Outside Of Time?

Published September 18, 2018 by tindertender

Does a light being need to be birthed inside of time to generate massive spiritual growth, or does life evolve outside of time as well? If it does, are the lessons learned as intense, or extreme, or are lessons learned more slowly? Is there such a thing as slow or quick when outside of time?

I’m curious why their seem to be so many felines in the spiritual realms. Rarely do canines show up, at least for me. Strange how I happen to really love canines and have never been a cat person … although that happens to be my sign.

I’ve heard it said that when this life ends one ought to enter ‘the light’. I recall a time before time where I walked straight into the path of the sun … right into this life. Perhaps that is what walking into the light really is, an entry from spirit into time, and from time into spirit.

Perhaps this is why the sun has been worshipped for so long, it is the gateway to and from this world and others.

It just occurred to me that my Snowy girl is 11 years old. She’s been slowing down and I wonder how much more time we have together. My Toby is one year behind her. It is sad to think of the day when they will leave me behind on their journey to the sun.

Is it possible to love sufficiently? I mean, is it possible to do it just right? I think of the walks that I have not taken my pups on and knowing how much they love that, I’m sad. Working full time and then living in an area where so many people keep their dogs off leash makes it very difficult. I do not like being in the middle of dog fights.

Divine nature has blessed me with this time … for in less than four years my pups will most likely be gone, and this world will be in for a real ‘treat’ … or should I say, surprise. I’m not quite sure what that will be, but it’s coming, nonetheless.

Planetary Offense

Published September 15, 2018 by tindertender
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There has been much talk of ‘devils’ over the years. What if they are simply displaced souls from another planet, a planet that was destroyed in war? What if the very same ‘people’ who destroyed that planet are here, doing the same? (Or attempting to).

What if the story of ‘devils’ was created to limit, or stop altogether, communications which have potential of saving this planet and life upon it? What if there are impostors, pretending to be devils, so that when communication finally comes from those out of body trying to help, they are mimicked, and communication turns bad, solidifying in mind the ‘reality’ of devils?

I’m beginning to think devils walk among us, not unseen, but in body … and they mean to poison every aspect of life on this planet, making it impossible for life to flourish. They mean to turn life against itself, in all forms, imploding … and if life doesn’t, they have ideas to explode it.

What if they succeed? What if we, too, find ourselves on another planet undergoing the same scenario and we try to help but are without body, and life upon that planet has been trained to believe we are ‘devils’

Are planets being systematically destroyed?
Why is there so much intensity around finding other planets with life?

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