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The Michalube, SUNS of Ba’al

Published June 25, 2019 by tindertender

These beings are your Annu-Elohim captors. You have been made to believe they are against Marduk Satain, aka Satan. Nothing can be further from the truth.

The break away group of the Annu-Elohim are known today as the Michalube, SUNS of Ba’al, you refer to as Satan, Ba’al, Lucifer, Beelzebub, among many other terms.

The surface-earth hidden name of this group is “Archangel Michael”, always presented to you as “the good guy”.

The designation of the ARC in Archangel Michael comes from the silver strand connecting them to unlimited power, and what made an “Archangel” so much greater than mere “angels”.

The “god” mentioned in the bible and the other religious texts were always referring to the group that chose to place themselves in this position, the Annu-Elohim Michalube.

Regardless of how much Marduk and Thoth had to do with your dramas here on earth, it had always been the Michalube who were at the head of the invader race table.

Its just that your religious programs here always sought to make “Archangel Michael” (the Michalube) look like the “good guy”, so they made “Satan” and “Lucifer” interchangeable bad guys in the stories passed on to you.

This way when you referred to “god”, “satan”, “ba’al” or “lucifer”, you were unknowingly referring to the one fraternity at the top of the pyramid, the Michalube the whole time, but thinking your deities and demons were actually different entities. They aren’t.

http://decodingthehive.info/handbooks/

Leader, Protector and Risk of Extinction

Published May 19, 2019 by tindertender

You ever notice how a beautiful gorilla leader will step onto a road and completely halt traffic while “his” tribe, or whatever the proper term is, crosses the road? When someone comes to test him, HE fights … not the whole group … HE fights, always with intention of protecting and leading his group. Even to the death.

Humans do not behave this way. Today’s human leaders, or ‘chiefs’ rely on members of their following to fight the battles they wage, not really valuing any member more than their fighting skills until their death.

Humans could really learn a lot by observing nature, but the other species we share this planet with are being eliminated. Isn’t it odd that we find a more honorable example of leadership in the wild than we do in the civilized world?

And here we go … onto exterminating them … and many other species. Selfish, foolish humans.

https://www.worldwildlife.org/species/directory?direction=desc&sort=extinction_status

The Dance

Published December 20, 2018 by tindertender

Gods of the underworld, how many have you trapped? It seems you haven’t capacity to feel anything, except for being ‘pissed off’. Perhaps you are not ‘gods’ at all.

I feel my strength returning.
Only this time there is experience behind it.

Which little blurb would describe you best? (muskrat love enters mind). I understand that life is but a dance … it seems many of us have forgotten how.

https://youtu.be/xBYV_7a0FQs

What if there were one person (or better yet, a few) who were strong enough to absorb all of the bad, or negative entity energy, who are able to transmute those energies to a positive loving nature? … releasing the negative hold over the human mind? Humanity’s mind as a whole.

If enough people became like ‘the body of the Christ’ and absorbed this negativity in small doses, those energies of war and anger (among other destructive energies) could then be transformed to love and joy … the world would soon be cleansed.

Are there enough people able, or willing to do this?

This could be a good time to practice … http://unify.activehosted.com/index.php?action=social&chash=5ea1649a31336092c05438df996a3e59.2345&s=66bd221fae2e0345609844d68c983eb7

Good Little Slave

Published October 11, 2018 by tindertender

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He captured her when she was quite young. Through the years she watched as he raped life and spirit with his hooks. He would get inside them and tear open their insides, killing them, spiritually, physically. He would leave them lying there, all bloodied and battered as a reminder to her of what he could do to her even, should he want to.

She cooked for him, she cleaned and sewed. She entertained the guests he brought home and watched as time, and time again, he ruined their lives. She cleaned up the mess, every time.

He let her have a pet. She walked this pet and took it off lead, wanting it to be free. But then she watched as it was chased around the wooded area and caught, and killed. She was under the impression that even if free, she would be chased, and then killed.

She botched a ‘clean up’ and the authorities came and questioned her. She decided she would take the blame for the atrocity they uncovered. Should they arrest her, she would finally be free of the one who had enslaved her. She was jailed and questioned, but it soon became obvious it was not her that did the crime.

They went for the male who had actually been ‘hooking’ the people and ending their lives. He was furious, but at this point there wasn’t anything he could do to her, even through all his threats.

She revisited the fabric store where she used to buy supplies. They had heard of the investigation and arrests, and began to question her about her life, the life they had never before thought anything of as she was always so quiet, pleasant, and seemed like ‘a good girl’.

She showed them all of the coupons she had saved to remind her of every outing that she had been able to make during the years, to remind her of those moments of freedom, away from her ‘owner’. She told them that the only time she could get a few moments of this freedom was when she came here to shop for supplies. They could not believe that they had been so blind, for all those years.

Today, she warns others of this ‘hooked one’ for he is destined to be released one day. She does not want others to fall prey to his deceit. So few believe her, yet she continues to tell the story, even while ridiculed, and called a liar, told she only wants attention.

She knows full well the dangers ahead. She will not stay to try and fight for them, they will need to fight for themselves … at least, this is her present mind-set. She IS one of the few who knew him and survived though, so perhaps she will be able to use this knowledge of him to assist other life, when the time comes … should she choose.

(Although this sounds like a dream, it is very real and happening all around us, in the etheric body and astral realms. Women and men are being ‘hooked’ and manipulated to cause abusive events in this world, and taking the blame for these atrocities as if they were of their own imaginings and hearts. There are many in this world who are willing followers of this ‘hooked one’ for they believe the promises of attaining ‘power’ over life, and then there are others behaving out of a place of fear, and of punishment, feeling helpless and powerless. But they are cunning, they have been born with every intelligence needed to overcome this manipulator. They will succeed.)

Too Much Woman

Published September 16, 2018 by tindertender

Too Much Woman

There she is. . . the “too much” woman. The one who loves too hard, feels too deeply, asks too often, desires too much.

There she is taking up too much space, with her laughter, her curves, her honesty, her sexuality. Her presence is as tall as a tree, as wide as a mountain. Her energy occupies every crevice of the room. Too much space she takes.

There she is causing a ruckus with her persistent wanting, too much wanting. She desires a lot, wants everything—too much happiness, too much alone time, too much pleasure. She’ll go through brimstone, murky river, and hellfire to get it. She’ll risk all to quell the longings of her heart and body. This makes her dangerous.

She is dangerous.

And there she goes, that “too much” woman, making people think too much, feel too much, swoon too much. She with her authentic prose and a self-assuredness in the way she carries herself. She with her belly laughs and her insatiable appetite and her proneness to fiery passion. All eyes on her, thinking she’s hot shit.

Oh, that “too much” woman. . . too loud, too vibrant, too honest, too emotional, too smart, too intense, too pretty, too difficult, too sensitive, too wild, too intimidating, too successful, too fat, too strong, too political, too joyous, too needy—too much. She should simmer down a bit, be taken down a couple notches.

Someone should put her back in a more respectable place. Someone should tell her.

Here I am. . . the Too Much Woman, with my too-tender heart and my too-much emotions.

A hedonist, feminist, pleasure seeker, empath. I want a lot—justice, sincerity, spaciousness, ease, intimacy, actualization, respect, to be seen, to be understood, your undivided attention, and all of your promises to be kept.

I’ve been called high maintenance because I want what I want, and intimidating because of the space I occupy. I’ve been called selfish because I am self-loving. I’ve been called a witch because I know how to heal myself.

And still. . . I rise. Still, I want and feel and ask and risk and take up space.
I must.

Us Too Much Women have been facing extermination for centuries—we are so afraid of her, terrified of her big presence, of the way she commands respect and wields the truth of her feelings. We’ve been trying to stifle the Too Much Woman for eons — in our sisters, in our wives, in our daughters. And even now, even today, we shame the Too Much Woman for her bigness, for her wanting, for her passionate nature.

And still. . . she thrives.

In my own world and before my very eyes, I am witnessing the reclamation and rising up of the Too Much Woman. That Too Much Woman is also known to some as Wild Woman or the Divine Feminine. In any case, she is me, she is you, and she is loving that she’s finally, finally getting some airtime.

If you’ve ever been called “too much,” or “overly emotional,” or “bitchy,” or “stuck up,” you are likely a Too Much Woman.

And if you are. . . I implore you to embrace all that you are—all of your depth, all of your vastness; to not hold yourself in, and to never abandon yourself, your bigness, your radiance.

Forget everything you’ve heard—your too muchness is a gift; oh yes, one that can heal, incite, liberate, and cut straight to the heart of things.

Do not be afraid of this gift, and let no one shy you away from it. Your too muchness is magic, is medicine. It can change the world.

So please, Too Much Woman: Ask. Seek. Desire. Expand. Move. Feel. Be.

Make your waves, fan your flames, give your chills.

~~~ Ev’yan Whitney

Freedom of Expression ~ Gained

Published September 7, 2018 by tindertender

I was fortunate to hear Don Jose Ruiz speak in person last night. I am grateful that he is traveling, sharing portions of his story and the wisdom gained through these experiences.

Being our authentic self in full view of others can be a challenge, for in doing so it requires that we shed all the ‘stories’ we have created to justify certain behaviors. It requires that we do so in order to share our most personal selves.

Walking into the fear of judgement from others is not easy, nor is it easy to withstand when it arrives, which it inevitably will. Do it anyway, free yourself, LIVE.

https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/the-dream-journal-ep/1294821183

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