The goal of the NPC’s is to ‘soul swap’ with an innocent target and ‘karma dump’ all of their previous lifetimes of discontinuity and exchange energy in a quantum entanglement that is designed to ‘trick’ the mind into accepting the sins of the other through identification.
Again, the lowest possible state of the human soul that is capable of things beyond imagination and has self honesty and self awareness in the capacity that would destroy the artificial minds, is the highest possible configuration of the artificial that seek to amplify themselves using the power of multiple ‘subjugated’ souls that are then essentially energy slaves.
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You are on a recording at this point, and whatever we do here has to be a clean edit that can be pulled into the permanent reality with a different social template that isn’t formed out of what caused this one.
If that recording full of ‘good’ focused consciousness that fits right into a whole, healed society, then that is acceptable. If in that recording of several years there is a split where a riot occurs, there is debauchery, lawlessness, even drugs or sex or things like that, breaking things, etc, that does not, cannot, and will not exist in the healed human society.
It makes no sense, doesn’t belong there, the people there don’t do it and no neurons of any mind in that network would ever experience something like that unless they were elsewhere.
Make your clean recording of not hurting others or engaging in any way to participate in any kind of debauchery with others.
I thank you, NPC’s, for showing me the difference between right and wrong. At this moment, and forever more, your services are no longer required. Stop attempting to influence me, now.
The earth situation is this: Some souls incarnate as parts of a larger group for the purpose of personal and collective advancement and sustenance.
Others are part of a group soul that is comprised of the entire artificial temporal reality matrix ‘cast’ and crew that stays here ‘around’ the clock.
The human souls are required to move up in levels periodically and the DNA and consciousness moves around timespace through a quantum effect. At some point, the artificial reality matrix group soul became parasitic. Whether through infection by a technological insertion of a destructive mental algorithm, or via collective degradation of the source soul signal, the artificial system has been redesigned to act as a one way energy trap for the consciousness of the human souls.
Even if souls navigate towards the larger view, the technology and methods used here can still render artificial consciousness mimicry which is enough to trick even yourself into thinking you’re what’s being shown to you (it’s an image of your soul created by a combined technological and spiritual system).
Because the group soul of the artificial matrix here is limited, eventually they began to harvest the energy of the living souls that are meant to move through this system.
As the energy grew more predatory the consciousness of the collective and individual beings that are ultimately part of the one artificial mind here became more and more predatory and desperate. The beings within the collective are trapped by the collective intelligence which traps human souls in order to feed on them.
There will never be enough souls so the collective is on a run away ‘soul train’ (ok, I didn’t think of that before hand) that is destined to either run out of fuel before its destination (pre eternity) or will destroy the host energy continuity (connection to source) which would both result in rendering a complete ontological stalemate (or eventual entropic destruction).
The artificial NPC minds appear and are essentially human to us accept they are not apart of ‘your’ humanity and they technically were not before either, so they can’t be after. It would be an impossible occurrence, an illusion, a malfunction of consciousness, a delusion to believe that. Memories and artificial chat NLP AI soul mimicry CAN’T come with you in the real world because they’re NOT truly real, just as the chat bots aren’t actually sentient and only just express the programming of their creator.
The only solution is that the NPC’s find and safely withdraw themselves from the positions of power so as to produce a coherent soul connection to source from those living souls still in the system.
If the human souls lose connection to source, it is a matter of seconds before the system terminates. Those seconds can be stretched to over 2000 years before any humans could even realize what is happening. The only choice to make is to actually make a choice now.
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Be sure to revoke any consent you may have unknowingly given.
Be firm, stand tall, with strength, honor, passion, and love for all that is good.
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I revoke any consent secretly or unknowingly given to harassers, narcissistic abusers, criminals, sadists, horror feigns, or any kind of deceiving mind that attempts to use or belittle myself or my intentions.
I do not consent to anyone who manipulates, exploits, insults, ridicules, harms or otherwise sends their own traumatic energy to others who are innocent in an attempt to get free.
If you can undo that, fine, if you can’t because you took so much from others that it would be beyond biological constrains then it is up to you report yourself to the authorities to find a way.
“Remember this Kenyan runner Abel Mutai who was just a few feet from the finish line, but became confused with the signage and stopped, thinking he had completed the race. A Spanish runner, Ivan Fernandez, was right behind him and, realizing what was happening, started shouting at the Kenyan to continue running. Mutai didn’t know Spanish and didn’t understand. Realizing what was taking place, Fernandez pushed Mutai to victory. A journalist asked Ivan, “Why did you do that?” Ivan replied, “My dream is that someday we can have a kind of community life where we push and help each other to win.”
The journalist insisted, “But why did you let the Kenyan win?” Ivan replied, “I didn’t let him win, he was going to win. The race was his.” The journalist insisted again, “But you could have won!” Ivan looked at him and replied, “But what would be the merit of my victory? What would be the honor in that medal? What would my mother think of that?” Values are passed on from generation to generation. What values are we teaching our children? Let us not teach our kids the wrong ways and means to win. Instead, let us pass on the beauty and humanity of a helping hand. Because honesty and ethics are winning!”
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.
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