“Dream Lovers” tag the vaginal cavity and womb, or the phallus of the Divine. It’s the cord they use to yank back on them as they elevate, ascending into higher realms. Their pretend divine fems/masc use seggs magic together against the divine to assist in this cording. They “dirty” the divine by pushing the foul orgy magic, making them look like whores. They think they’ll elevate and rise into the kingdom, while the true divine get yanked back. They need you to remain so they can continue to drain your root and sacral chakras, your God-like Lifeforce.
Screaming with intention, not just for release. The vital essence expressed in an explosive manner will banish unnecessary irritants, especially if directed toward them. Of course, screaming just to scream is sometimes needed and desired.
March 28!!! That is around the same time I was told โฆ “Coming for you” โฆ. Oooohhhh โฆ this is exciting!!!!!
Iโm not religious, and quite naive, however, this is interesting. Does anyone know more?
As I sat in the bath I cried. The realization hit me hard and I called out to TMH asking, โWhy do I have to die every time I fall in love?โ
Three times in life I have loved a man deeply.
The first, aged 15-17, beat me, choked me, raped me, all under the nose of my โguardiansโ for he mooched his way under the roof and into security.
The second 18-20, innocent, sweet, and a slave to his phallus. I came home after work to find him and his ex on the sofa nearly naked. A heart shattering. Blind faith destroyed. Trust obliterated.
The third, aged 24-31, I wonโt go into detail. Infidelity. A slave to his phallus. A moving out. Dog murdered, job lost, homeless, living in car.
Itโs obvious someone cursed me. That every time I loved, I would also be shattered.
Iโve determined Iโm no longer willing to โdieโ for love of a man. He has proven himself unworthy of the essence herein. I connect to TMH, my King of the highest heavenly mountain, and deny the rest.
After 22 years of conscious attack within the field of awareness (and 37 years prior of sleeper attack) I woke this morning feeling as tho I had been eclipsed out of their reach. I thought, itโs all well and good.
Solitude in my life, solitude in my mind. I need no ripples in my waters made by an other who feels the need to dictate my moves, my mood, my life. There is no value in such a connection and Iโm not willing to pay the price. It simply isnโt an equal give and take. Itโs parasitical, and I wonโt feed into it any more.
I choose me. I am worthy of the value of the gift TMH has given ME. Itโs weird how some say,โbring all that is yours as tho it is mine.โ
I say, if you were worthy of such a gift TMH would have bestowed it upon you.
But he didnโt. He gave it to me.
Pawing โฆ energetically, physically, by those who desire to TAKE the gift from me, to claim it, to control it, to flaunt the wealth of it to their friendsโฆ to hurt the source and play with hoes draining the essence, dressing up in the energy, prancing about as a lord.
No.
No more.
I choose me.
I choose to be eclipsed out of this energy.
TMH knows where Iโm at if he needs me. If our family, true blue, needs me they know where I am.
I no longer entertain parasites who cannot win the battle with the snake they must live with.
Iโve no need.
TMH has provided.
And the whispered questions of โWho will be with the woman?โ Go unanswered.
Hidden harvesters of the Stars, who donโt abide in Love.
The topics he touches on are important.
Spirit sent a song message:
The energy begs to argue.
The intellect tells the energy itโs not in charge.
I breathe, steady and paced.
The body regulates the nervous system, and mind.
The energy passes.
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