The parasite hosts only use time, event arrangement, emotionality, logic, direction, will, etc, (they lack creativity) to extract suffering from human souls. They find ways to create mind games and routines where there is a natural expectation for equilibrium and a kind of sharing of respect of natural human intellect and intentions which are then sought to become undermined.
The clarity is that they create situations, even forming their body out of the aether, in order to fraudulently promote and literally create and act out false scenarios that are designed to make you waste your time and energy simply by expecting them to be a normal human being.
The entities ‘hide’ behind mental illness and perversion.
The entire essence of what their intentions and creative purpose is for them here is to 1) Use the fraudulent depiction of human soul essence to entrap humans into giving them their
1) Time, money, soul energy through willful care.
Essentially. It was explained that these entities require a willing human central nervous system to ‘love them’ and proclaim clearance for them to enter the earth realm and remain here or within their personal construct. They literally can’t stay as a human form if they are not given explicit permission to be here and it has to be ‘out of love.’
They have to have this as a certificate of requirement for them to be present on this plane. They can’t take a human hostage and force them to permit them (only in some very strange or extreme scenarios that no one ‘inland’ will see), they have to ‘convince’ and prove that they’re cunning enough, a human to actually refer to them and think of them as “my loved one”, or “so and so from whenever we shared that moment” and so on. If they can do this, they are permitted to then stay and incorporate more of their energy here.
The only result is they energetically and sometimes physically devour any free souls in the area until only parasitic converts remain.
What we see as something like a direct message in one plane is actually sent from another plane as part of some higher, automatically or literally “already” meaning as soon as you think it it exists in the form that it was going to end up being in anyway, meaning which corresponds to an even larger extra continuity of context being planes of meaning.
That was confusing.
What we do here is happening here, it’s like painting on a canvas. When we complete the paintstroke the eventual reality, the image, already exists!
The choice of what to paint and how, or whether, is dependent on and interactive with the interoperability of some other plane of existence where we already painted everything that could be painted. It’s like bridging momentary or short cycle cognition in the now and the direct changes we can make or influence and the larger eventual occurrence of the timeline overall.
Eventually, the meaning clarifies, that we are not necessarily manifesting time, but switching already created timelines and rearranging time into a new pattern.
The secret pattern unlocks more than there ever was before, as if a new world appears.
The old patterns are interesting but only give rise to the notion that all of time is already created, there is no real way to ‘lose’ time, only to waste our attention on ideals or aspects of experiences we don’t wish to conform to energetically. The way time spirals is this, if you permit disrespect in one way, in one aspect of this physical life, an entire closed loop world could be created to contain your soul, like a spiral that expands later down the path, and you would instead by enslaved by the energy of disrespect as EVERYTHING expands and becomes MORE of what it is with time. All you have to do is CHOOSE and point in the right DIRECTION with your intentions and focused will.
Be aware of the lack of creativity that causes people to go into repeating cycles of repeating functions where the same patterns and experiences are generated AT A NET LOSS. If you can harness the power of your soul and control your emotions then you can tap into the creativity that is necessary to see the truth and find a way to influence your path in reality by changing your mind.
To be able to reconfigure your mind is the highest ideal. They can’t do that. They can’t change their mind, they come in this realm with a set template and they either have to reupdate (going to a ‘rehab’ center) or they literally can’t function in a way that is now effective for your updated consciousness (because you can choose to change with free will and not have the same exploitable emotional patterns that make you controllable or ‘harvestable’ for energy and effort (resulting in net loss, entropy, or disrespect for having been used by others for personal gain even if the self gratification of emotionally or physically harming human souls).
You will always be able to use the reconfiguration of your infinite mind to better yourself in reality above those who can’t and are forced to repeat the same cycles and the same methods over and over.
They actually seek to have that ability of mind, yet they can’t control their own will so they do so by attempting to control yours as a being who can! It’s a fraud and a parasitism by definition from start to finish.
They are attempting to out ‘human’ the humans here by showing more emotion and more ‘flare’ for a human existence than actual humans. This then becomes a kind of enduring clown show act where the humans have to watch a bunch of most obviously dysfunctional or at worse non humans, run about and act as if they are most definitely, and most certainly, happy and valuable members of the human society. Thus, the very nature of what we are doing here, the reason for human society, becomes undermined as part of the game and the rule system for the abstract, parallel, parasitic society that is running ‘underground’ or beneath the level of awareness that is required for collective acknowledgement and action.
As people become more and more aware of the power of intentions and the nature of the mind and consciousness as part of the programming of the script of reality here, they will become aware of and capable of discerning the false nature of some intentions and the repeating patterns of some minds as if they are only here to perform singular tasks that are contextually reinforced as ‘supporting the system’ which is inbuilt programming through fear and personal lack of integrity (to deny a false system its harvested life resources).
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The parasite hosts only use time, event arrangement, emotionality, logic, direction, will, etc, (they lack creativity) to extract suffering from human souls. They find ways to create mind games and routines where there is a natural expectation for equilibrium and a kind of sharing of respect of natural human intellect and intentions which are then sought to become undermined.
The clarity is that they create situations, even forming their body out of the aether, in order to fraudulently promote and literally create and act out false scenarios that are designed to make you waste your time and energy simply by expecting them to be a normal human being.
The entities ‘hide’ behind mental illness and perversion.
The entire essence of what their intentions and creative purpose is for them here is to 1) Use the fraudulent depiction of human soul essence to entrap humans into giving them their
1) Time, money, soul energy through willful care.
Essentially. It was explained that these entities require a willing human central nervous system to ‘love them’ and proclaim clearance for them to enter the earth realm and remain here or within their personal construct. They literally can’t stay as a human form if they are not given explicit permission to be here and it has to be ‘out of love.’
They have to have this as a certificate of requirement for them to be present on this plane. They can’t take a human hostage and force them to permit them (only in some very strange or extreme scenarios that no one ‘inland’ will see), they have to ‘convince’ and prove that they’re cunning enough, a human to actually refer to them and think of them as “my loved one”, or “so and so from whenever we shared that moment” and so on. If they can do this, they are permitted to then stay and incorporate more of their energy here.
The only result is they energetically and sometimes physically devour any free souls in the area until only parasitic converts remain.
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All starseeds are to be protected, all background work is to incorporate a full protection clause, meaning any soul here to experience a reality can’t be forced to participate in a darker reality or one that is harmful and will ultimately compromise their fulfillment or harm their progression in any way.
If any background character is participating in harming the progression of or working and conspiring against the soul players they are either to be removed or to reverse their stance and work for the protection and progression of all soul players.
The art of “becoming” is often fraught with intensity. It’s messy. It’s ugly. It’s unkempt. Those who never have a hair out of place aren’t “becoming” anything… they’re pretending.
The darkness must be wrestled and transmuted. It’s no easy task. The well dressed suits aren’t equipped for heavy labors of transformation. They cling to a singular image and impression of self.
Be multifaceted. Boggle the minds of people. Be something no one has yet witnessed. It’s addicting.
Raven, a beautiful white bird that lived high on a remote mountain top and who had existed in this darkness from the beginning, grew very tired of walking and flying around running into things all the time.
One day, Raven found his way to the home of an old Medicine Man named Grey Hawk who lived alone with his daughter. Grey Hawk was not a very friendly man. He hated people and permitted no visitors. However, his daughter was very pretty and Raven, feeling sorry for her solitude, decided to introduce himself.
They quickly became the best of friends for Raven could talk as well as any person and the daughter was grateful to have his company. During one of their chats, Raven learned that the girl’s father had a great treasure. Hidden somewhere in the house, the greedy old man had a tiny box concealed within many other boxes that held the light of all the universe within.
Immediately, Raven vowed he would steal this box and the light within.
Raven thought long and hard on how he would steal the box. He watched Gray Hawk day in and day out, learning his habits, where he went, and for how long. Finally, when he was certain he’d not be caught, he flew into Gray Hawk’s house. He looked and looked and found a box tucked under a pile of Buffalo hides. Being very clever, Raven opened one box after another, each one smaller than the last.
The smallest box sparkled from the inside out, unable to entirely hold all the light within. Raven knew then he’d found the one. With it tucked in his beak, Raven flew as high into the sky as he could from the home, tiny sparks of light streaming from the box as he went, until he reached the secret mountain where he lived.
Looking back, Raven noticed that the pieces of light he’d spilled had risen high into the once totally black sky. Raven named them Stars. This was the first light.
Raven rested for the night and when he woke he opened the box. Inside he found a glowing ball of fire. It was from this Raven believed the sparks now called Stars had come. Raven grasped the ball in his beak and once more flew up as high as he could go to place the ball in the sky among the Stars. Because it was so much bigger, brighter, and heavier than the sparks that had fallen from it, Raven wasn’t able to get it as far. This he named the Sun.
By the time Raven returned home, the day had passed and the Sun had sunk below the horizon and the world was dark again save for the Stars. Raven returned to the box and found a second ball. This one was much smaller and not as bright. He took the ball into his beak and flew as high as he could. He placed it in the opposite side of the sky from the Sun so that it could be seen at night with the Stars. This he named the Moon.
Satisfied, Raven went home and rested.
The next day when the Sun rose, Raven peaked into the box one more time. It still wasn’t empty. Inside was a stick that had been set on fire by the great heat of the Sun. Beside it, was a bulging water skin.
Remembering Grey Hawk’s daughter and how hard she worked to draw water up from the well, Raven took the water skin and flew out from his mountain. As he went, water from the skin fell to the earth, filling long gorges, deep basins, and meandering shallows. Rivers, oceans, and streams were created. All the People and animals that had once wandered in darkness and dug for water were grateful to Crow for all he’d done. Greedy Grey Hawk was not.
Grey Hawk was furious and had a plan of his own to get rid of thieving Raven once and for all. He couldn’t return the Stars, Moon, Sun, or Waters to the box, but he hoped he’d still be able to take Fire back. As Raven flew overhead to return to his mountain, Grey Hawk secretly followed him on foot. It was a long, hard journey for the Medicine Man, but he still had one more trick up his sleeve.
When night fell and Grey Hawk knew Raven would be sleeping, the Medicine Man climbed the great mountain where the bird lived. Near sunrise, he found Raven in a huge nest at the very top. In the middle of the nest sat the box from which glowed the light and heat of Fire. Raven lay with his white wings wrapped protectively around it.
Grey Hawk inched his way in, closer and closer, and was just about to snatch the glowing twig when the Sun rose full and bright. Raven opened his eyes and immediately saw the old man and knew what he was after. The bird snatched the burning stick from the box and took to the sky as fast as he could. It was then that Grey Hawk revealed his final secret. He transformed into an actual Hawk and flew after Raven as fast as his great wings would take him.
Raven was shocked! Grey Hawk was much bigger than him, but not as agile. Raven rose and fell, darting left and right, doing all in his power to out maneuver his foe. As he flew, smoke from the twig blew back, coating his once white wings until they were completely black. Raven didn’t care.
Hawk chased him still, snapping at the fiery twig and Raven every chance he got. Raven darted down between some rocks and accidentally dropped the twig. Fire fell even faster than Hawk or Raven could fly to catch it. It struck a pile of rocks, darkening them instantly then was snuffed out, seemingly lost forever.
The two birds screamed, squawked, and cawed at each other in rage! On seeing how the once beautiful white Raven was now as black as the sky had once been before stealing the treasure, Hawk laughed. “Now you are a black and ugly thing of darkness. No one will ever love you again!” the Medicine Man shouted. And that, he figure, was punishment enough. He flew away, thinking that no one would ever admire Raven for his beautiful plumage again.
Raven didn’t care. He’d given the People the Sun, Moon, and Stars. He’d given them the Oceans, Rivers, and Lakes. But he was sad he’d not been able to give them Fire, too.
Many long days and nights passed and eventually Raven began to miss the old man’s daughter. He hadn’t dared to visit her in all this time, fearing the Medicine Man would try to kill him. But, one day he could stand it no more and flew from the mountain, down into the valley, and came to rest in a tree by a sparkling stream near where she lived.
As luck would have it, she was just coming from the cottage with a large kettle full of water in her hand. Raven waited and watched as she carried the kettle to a pile of sticks stacked nearby. Next, she pulled out her dagger and a shiny black stone. The daughter crouched, scraped the steel edge of the dagger to the stone and sparks flew into the dry tinder. Within minutes, there was a fine fire for cooking.
Too curious to stay away any longer, he swooped down.
The daughter was delighted and surprised to see Raven as Grey Hawk had told her Raven had been killed. Raven told her all that had happened and then about how he’d lost Fire among the rocks. The daughter laughed and said, “No, it wasn’t lost at all.” She showed him the rock and knife and how when the two were rubbed together, they made fire. “So you see, you gave us Fire, too!”
To this day, Raven and Hawk remain enemies and you can still see and hear them fighting in the sky. And despite having lost his white feathers, Raven is much beloved by the People for it was he who brought them so many good things.
Author’s Note: I make no claims to the originality of this tale, only in the creation of this particular version. I’ve based it on several other pre-existing stories.
When they see that she has her own car, place, clothes, job, pays all of her own bills… Her children are well taken care of … She keeps herself well kept and elegant … She wants the best for her family so she works hard for it. They think it’s easy. They think it’s normal just because she’s a Modern day WONDER WOMAN.
But when she goes home and figuratively undresses … there are bruises and scars from the pain she endured throughout the day just to provide those essential needs to herself and everyone else. No one really understands that part.
Just because she can roll up her sleeves and do it by herself does not mean she should have to …
Appreciate the woman and Queen in your lives because they are just that…
Spirit said something about Israel this morning ….. it’s really quiet ….. I think they and their nefarious shenanigans playing with the devil (those who do) might be coming undone.
Goodbye to you, my trusted friend But we’ve known each other since we were nine or ten Together, we’ve climbed hills and trees Learned of love and ABC’s Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees
Goodbye, my friend, it’s hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that spring is in the air Pretty girls are everywhere Think of me and I’ll be there
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun But the hills that we climbed were just seasons out of time
Goodbye, papa, please pray for me I was the black sheep of the family You tried to teach me right from wrong Too much wine and too much song Wonder how I got along
Goodbye, papa, it’s hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air Little children everywhere When you see them, I’ll be there
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone Yeah, yeah, yeah
Goodbye, Michelle, my little one You gave me love and helped me find the sun And every time that I was down You would always come around And get my feet back on the ground
Goodbye, Michelle, it’s hard to die When all the birds are singing in the sky Now that the spring is in the air With the flowers everywhere I wish that we could both be there
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun But the hills that we climbed were just seasons out of time We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun But the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun But the wine…
Patience is the only thing that was ever requested of me by He who has all authority.
This morning, the thought, “The longer you can withstand the attack, the more potent it is when He returns the unwanted ‘gift’.”
“Vengeance is mine”, sayeth the Lord.
All we need do is be patient and persevere.
Romans 12:17-19 New King James Version
17 Repay no one evil for evil. Have[a] regard for good things in the sight of all men. 18 If it is possible, as much as depends on you, live peaceably with all men. 19 Beloved, do not avenge yourselves, but rather give place to wrath; for it is written, “Vengeance is Mine, I will repay,” says the Lord.
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