You could say I’m in another world, Or another world is in me.
Cheers!! “To the Ones Who Get It Done.”
Let us help each other. Let us be an example.
Walking with Tȟatȟáŋka, grateful.
Seax-Wicca Psalm
“Ever as I pass through the ways do I feel the presence of the Gods. I know that in aught I do they are with me. They abide in me, and I in them, forever.
No evil shall be entertained, for purity is the dweller within me, and about me. For good do I strive and for good do I live.
Ana’s experience here is exactly why I present myself so authentically and transparently. Looking for those who are in resonance. Can’t find them if I’m hiding!
Do you shy away from showing others your intuitive/psychic abilities? I was just telling someone today that I like to mess with 3D people. One time someone from work complained to me that they don’t like so-and-so. I said, “Well, that’s because he’s not human. He’s an ET.” They went 😳❓
Then recently someone from work called to talk to me about the eclipse and I started telling him how the energy of the moon is filthy because of ET interferences and black magic. He went 🥴🥴⁉️⁉️
😂
One time I told a colleague that a client was going to award us with 13 new projects. When it actually happened a few weeks later, I showed the manager my Teams message where I had sent this to our colleague, and his jaw dropped. I told him I saw it in my crystal ball.
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And you know what? When I do this, a lot of times, people will say what I didn’t expect. They will start to tell me about their NDEs or encounters with ETs or prophetic dreams. This is how I’ve been able to discover people who know stuff among a sea of people who only appear to not know stuff. They don’t talk about it because they have no one to talk to about it. Until I say something weird, then, voilà.
Pioneers make the first move. 🥰
If we spiritual folks say we are the pioneers that we are, then we just lead the way, and it doesn’t have to be serious. It can be full of laughs and fun 🥳
Pause, scrolling through social media, the lyrics of a song began rolling thru mind …
“All this Love is waiting for you! My darlin’, my sugar.”
Spirit is SO WONDERFUL!!!
I had some problems and no one could seem to solve them. But you found the answer. You told me to take this chance and learn the ways of love, My baby, and all that it has to offer. In time you will see that love won’t let you down.
You said that you loved me; said hurt only came to pass me. It sounded so convincing that I gave it half a chance And learned the ways of love, my baby. There is so much love inside me, And all that I have I’ll give my all to you; All, all my love, baby and:
All this love is waiting for you, my baby, my sugar; And all this love is waiting for you. All this love is waiting for you, my baby, my sugar; And all this love is waiting for you.
As the sun has its place up in the sky, I love you so dearly, And all the same there’s no need to wonder why. I need you, please hear me. Say you really love me baby, Say you really love me, darlin’; ‘Cause I really love you, baby. Oh, I really love you, darlin.
Say you really love me baby, Say you really love me, darlin’; ‘Cause I really love you, baby.
This reads like science fiction, but if you are ready, it’s the direct truth.
It’s OK, we, in part, helped to design this system.
But if we play into it more, it will diminish our mind’s ability to make sense of reality and society.
This society is ran on a kind of informational track or script and there are a majority presence here that does not think on their own, but thinks as an extension of that overall track or script.
You are different if you can ask yourself why you are not like them. (@TellisAug693)
A world where the most insidious, human-looking parasites have infiltrated society. Their presence is ubiquitous, yet barely noticed. They are the NPCs, non-player characters, whose ratio to actual humans is staggering: 1 to 5,555. Given this ratio, in a perceived population of 8 billion, there are only about 144,000 true humans. 8 billion illusionary, 800 million NPC.
These parasites are not creators; they produce nothing of value. Their sole function is to serve the Hive, a massive, invisible machine dedicated to control and extraction. At the apex of this parasitic structure is the Taxman – the ultimate leech. Propped up by military force, political maneuvering, and legal frameworks, the Taxman is a master of theft, taking without producing.
But the Taxman does not operate alone. The tax consultant, a supposed ally to the common person, is just another cog in the machine. This symbiotic relationship between Taxman and tax consultant ensures that the extraction appears justified. While the consultant pretends to save you money, they actually ensure you pay both the Taxman and themselves. This is the two-faced nature of the parasite – feeding off the same host from both sides.
The Hive’s infiltration is subtle, like a virus spreading through an organism. NPCs, controlled by an unseen algorithm, execute their roles without deviation. They form the backbone of various institutions – banks, insurance companies, financial firms -that create nothing but manipulate everything. These entities trade in a single commodity: human labor and life.
Money, in this system, is a mere illusion. It’s a slave certificate, a symbol of control rather than true wealth. Its value is subject to political whims and economic maneuvers, making it a tool of oppression rather than freedom. Inflation, deflation, and market crashes are engineered events, designed to tighten the Hive’s grip on the populace.
Lenders and financiers are another breed of these parasites. They lure you into debt with the promise of prosperity, only to bind you with invisible chains of interest and repayment. They are the overseers, wielding whips of financial obligation, ensuring you remain a slave to the system. Every loan, every mortgage, every credit card is a trap, set to extract your life’s energy under the guise of helping you achieve your dreams.
As humanity edges towards an awakening, the NPCs are desperate to maintain control. They plot a reset – a cataclysmic event aimed at wiping out most of the human population. The survivors, primarily children, would be indoctrinated into a new, even more controlled world order.
History offers a precedent in the enigmatic case of Tartaria. Post-cataclysm, adults were eradicated, leaving only children who were funneled into orphanages, much like the tale of Oliver Twist. These orphans were the raw material for the Hive’s new order. Subsequent world wars further solidified this control, creating a perpetual cycle of destruction and rebirth under the parasitic system.
In this gritty, rugged reality, the parasites’ true aim is clear: complete domination over human life and labor. They are NPCs, mere shells operating under an algorithm, extracting value and perpetuating control. The challenge for the remaining humans is to recognize these patterns, to fight against the layers of deception and exploitation, and to reclaim their autonomy from a Hive that seeks to enslave them eternally.
The parasites use elaborate tactics to divert attention and give the impression they are on your side. The legal system presents itself as a bastion of justice, while lawyers and politicians manipulate laws to benefit the Hive. Financial advisors appear to offer guidance but ultimately lead you deeper into the labyrinth of debt and dependence. These roles are carefully crafted to maintain the illusion of choice and autonomy, masking the true nature of the parasitic control.
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