“You’re in Egypt”, he said. 1:48am. They’re coming to collect. Taking the land back.
They fumbled their dream come true. She hasn’t been recovered. Something is planned for Oktoberfest, be aware of who approaches. Could be your person, could be a hi-jacket. Use discernment.
THE SEERS HAVE A HOLY RACE.
They sacrificed every member of her family. They did the same to her.
But she rose up. Energetically, she can do whatever she wants.
They crossed the line … no coming back.
Someone named Lilly is a War Hog. May she be our friend, rather than foe.
On this day two years ago I was listening to these abusive masculines say over and over how much they loved me, you, the target. Big scary booming voices speaking words, “I love you so much!” But you could feel the seething undercurrent and desire to “manhandle” a weaker, vulnerable, trusting innocence. It was really bad then, all sorts of them using words to try and snare folks.
At one point I heard a Divine Masculine say exasperatingly, “SO DRAMATIC!” And it was, way over the top.
Devil dependent on innocent unicorn legends. Lied about them, called them childish, to control them.
Privileged vampire trolls told to stay in their own lane. Didn’t see anything wrong with bewitching people to gain access to their sacred intimate energy and things, in flipping them, martyring them for gain. Time to bury the dead. The throne is yours. You’re getting your do-over. Narcissists have lost. God’s anger is upon them. The righteous anger of those lives that were martyred are upon them as well. They could not steal your body, cannot stay on the land. It’s time for effortlessness … ease and grace … safety for the children and their parents. The deceitfully convicted and “dead” are rewritten into the book of life, while vampire devils are held back. You’re leaving, they’re leaving. This is the separation.
She isn’t interested in offering clemency to a Capricorn. They’re abusive, and Targeting another.
Nefarious one has to “do a good thing for 2 weeks” … it sounded like a challenge, a test. Oh my gosh!!!! I thought at the time of the reading they were targeting a woman, but upon transcript, it appears as tho someone has purchased a sexual robotic feminine. These AI pretend humans infested the territory, causing damage and dis-ease. They’re “shutting one off”. An AI? A clone operating on a chip? An actual original, organic, biocomputer transmitter receiver connected to the Divine? Or a dimensional realm housing certain entities? These masculines cannot “feel” and they think they’re here to help “her”. This sounds like AI masculines who were created to help divine feminine but went rogue and claimed her wealth and energy, feeding on her instead, and all the life that came from her. There seems to be concern over “this Holy Ghost” and the energy. Principalities have been prostituting the energy of the Holy Ghost. This is the end of their relationship with batteries. One younger adult male complained, “There’s no fvcking energy!” They want revenge because you’re free. It looks as though vengeance will be the return on those intentions … their gift.
Love spell backfire. Want 2 “fix connection” told to move on. Manipulator disconnected from new cycle.
Those who “play games” with love are being removed from the foundation, they have to give the land back. Thieves cannot trick people anymore, masks are off. Influencer has a soul contract with peace, “Bravely Go” is the message. BE. There will be no hardship brought to the minds of union. New chapter for Divine Union is fully transparent and authentic, to hold back confusion of the dark side, bringing everything to light, from the smallest to the greatest, so the pair, the two who have become one, can manage their shared energy without doubt. Emperor is a legend, returning all the karma seeded by abusive puppet master handlers. Just a few more months. The guilty are feeling the pain from the damage they’ve caused.
You have permission to inhabit your own life. To say no To say yes. To inhabit your own knowing Your own body, And all you allow or do not allow within it.
To love who you love. To feel. To inhabit anger, contentment, joy. And heavy sorrow. To be full of strength, and to know weakness.
Permission to stand for something. Or to walk away. To find rest. To tell your story. To give or take what is yours, And to never explain why you leave — Or why you stay.
You have permission, grand permission, to have a voice. And to use it. And to let others have theirs too. To add your voice to the Grand Mosaic, Your brilliant tile to humanity, and not be silenced.
You have permission to tell the truth and to let others tell theirs. Or to be in quiet. To choose to engage in the old wars To win the game. To lose it, or to stand firm. –Or to find something higher.
To know. –When not to listen, Or when to be cracked open. To let the silver spores of being, infuse your life Or to watch your tender soul unfurl, and come to flower.
You have permission to be Wild. So wild To live in, under, to live through. To experience belief. And what it is to follow. To Lead, Or to gather all you own, your whole being, if need be, and take up your sacred path.
You have permission to live in your full truth today, Even if it that truth is gone, tomorrow. To be reborn. Stunned like a babe, gasping from the womb, only to find rest in the warmth and soft breast of new Knowing.
You have permission to follow the call of your soul — Even if it doesn’t make sense. Even if it is inconvenient. Even if it only forms more questions — Even if it only brings you freedom, Or a heavy burden.
For you are not a herd beast. You are a Being of Light Individuating your way out of the sleeping tribe. You are an archangel, exalted to human, Spreading the great arms of your wings into Life.
You are a Boat Builder, A Clock Maker, A Worker at the Compass. Full of beauty. Complexity, and magnificent contradiction.
You, my dear, are a Singer of the Soul.
Never, Ever, ask for permission.
~ Rachel Alana (R.A Falconer) Midwives of the Soul
Unicorn Star King of Cups divorcing copycat trying to pass as his true Queen of Cups counterpart.
Cult leader and his group of bisexual third party feral simps getting detached from this couples future. This copycat couldn’t pull it off, she’s definitely not a Starseed. King of Cups remembering who he is. Protecting his Queen from these energy feasting, addicted vampires. Leaving this guilty cult behind. This story may be in or around the entertainment industry.
Divine Mother delivering justice to thief. Disconnected from your vitality. Sick. Goodbye to envy.
It’s over. Parasites posing as men are in fear. They failed to destroy a beautiful high priestess empress star. She’s the wife of another, a daughter of a new tribe, yet the old cycle leeches are desperate to reattach. Be aware of king of pentacles in the environment. While he seems to be well balanced and successful, it’s an illusion, a lie. It appears you know this and refuse to speak to them, OR your new family, telepathically connected and watching these mofos, does a thing. The soldiers against the mother, and the child, the purity and love of family, yelling, real mad. The copycats are being erased from history.
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