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It Won’t Be Long Now

Published February 11, 2024 by tindertender

A “send that shit back” scripture.

1 O God, whom I praise, do not remain silent,

2 for wicked and deceitful men have opened their mouths against me; they have spoken against me with lying tongues.

3 With words of hatred they surround me; they attack me without cause.

4 In return for my friendship they accuse me, but I am a man of prayer.

5 They repay me evil for good, and hatred for my friendship.

6 Appoint an evil man to oppose him; let an accuser stand at his right hand.

7 When he is tried, let him be found guilty, and may his prayers condemn him.

8 May his days be few; may another take his place of leadership.

9 May his children be fatherless and his wife a widow.

10 May his children be wandering beggars; may they be driven from their ruined homes.

11 May a creditor seize all he has; may strangers plunder the fruits of his labor.

12 May no one extend kindness to him or take pity on his fatherless children.

13 May his descendants be cut off, their names blotted out from the next generation.

14 May the iniquity of his fathers be remembered before the LORD; may the sin of his mother never be blotted out.

15 May their sins always remain before the LORD, that he may cut off the memory of them from the earth.

16 For he never thought of doing a kindness, but hounded to death the poor and the needy and the brokenhearted.

17 He loved to pronounce a curse– may it come on him; he found no pleasure in blessing– may it be far from him.

18 He wore cursing as his garment; it entered into his body like water, into his bones like oil.

19 May it be like a cloak wrapped about him, like a belt tied forever around him.

20 May this be the LORD’s payment to my accusers, to those who speak evil of me.

21 But you, O Sovereign LORD, deal well with me for your name’s sake; out of the goodness of your love, deliver me.

22 For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.

23 I fade away like an evening shadow; I am shaken off like a locust.

24 My knees give way from fasting; my body is thin and gaunt.

25 I am an object of scorn to my accusers; when they see me, they shake their heads.

26 Help me, O LORD my God; save me in accordance with your love.

27 Let them know that it is your hand, that you, O LORD, have done it.

28 They may curse, but you will bless; when they attack they will be put to shame, but your servant will rejoice.

29 My accusers will be clothed with disgrace and wrapped in shame as in a cloak.

30 With my mouth I will greatly extol the LORD; in the great throng I will praise him.

31 For he stands at the right hand of the needy one, to save his life from those who condemn him.

Don’t Dream It’s Over

Published February 9, 2024 by tindertender

Morning song message
I love our Family!!!

Such a beautiful message Spirit. I’m so grateful you are here!

My Lovin’

Published February 7, 2024 by tindertender

Not This Time ….

[Intro: En Vogue + (Maxine Jones)]
Ooooh, bop…
No, you’re never gonna get it (ow!)
Never ever gonna get it (no, not this time)
No, you’re never gonna get it (my love)
Never ever gonna get it
No, you’re never gonna get it (ow!)
Never ever gonna get it (not this time)
No, you’re never gonna get it (my love)
Never never gonna get it
Ooooh, bop…

Verse 1: Maxine]
I remember how it used to be
You never was this nice, you can’t fool me (Ooooh, bop…)
Now you talking like you made a change
The more you talk, the more things sound the same
(Ahh…)

[Pre-Chorus: Dawn Robinson]
What makes you think you can just walk back into her life (Ooh, oh oh oh)
Without a good fight? (Ahh…)
I just sit back and watch you make a fool of yourself (Ooh, oh)
‘Cause you’re just wasting your time, oh

[Chorus: En Vogue + (Maxine)]
No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (had your chance to make a change)
Never ever gonna get it

No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (had your chance to make a change)
Never ever gonna get it
Ooooh, bop…

[Verse 2: Maxine]
Now you promise me the moon and stars
Save your breath, you won’t get very far
(Ooooh, bop…)
Gave you many chances to make change
The only thing you changed was love to hate
(Ahh…)

[Pre-Chorus: Dawn]
It doesn’t matter what you do or what you say (Ooh, oh, oh, oh)
She doesn’t love you; no way (Ahh…)
Maybe next time you’ll give your woman a little respect (Ooh, oh oh)
So you won’t be hearing her say, no way

[Chorus: En Vogue + (Maxine)]
No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (had your chance to make a change)
Never ever gonna get it

No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (had your chance to make a change)
Never ever gonna get it

No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (had your chance to make a change)
Never ever gonna get it

No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (had your chance to make a change)
Never ever gonna get it
Ooooh, bop…

Interlude: Maxine]
Yes sir
I give to the needy, and not the greedy
Mmhmm, that’s right
‘Cause you see, baby (Ooooh, bop…)
When you’re locking, you’re losing
And I’m out the door
(Ahh…)

[Pre-Chorus: Dawn]
It doesn’t matter what you do or what you say (Ooh, oh oh oh)
She don’t love you; no way (Ahh…)
Maybe next time you’ll give your woman a little respect (Ooh, oh)
So you won’t be hearing her say, no way

(And now it’s time for a breakdown)

[Break]
Never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Never gonna get it (woo-woo-woo-woo)
Never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Never gonna get it, never gonna get it
Never gonna get it, never get it
(You bet) BOP!
(You bet) BOP!
(You bet) BOP!
(You bet) BOP!

[Outro: En Vogue + (Maxine)]
No, you’re never gonna get it (sweet lovin’)
Never ever gonna get it (sweet lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (my lovin’)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)

No, you’re never gonna get it (sweet lovin’)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (sweet lovin’)
Never ever gonna get it (my lovin’)

No, you’re never gonna get it (not this time)
Never ever gonna get it (sweet lovin’)
No, you’re never gonna get it (my sweet lovin’)
Never ever gonna get it (my sweet lovin’)

Separation

Published February 4, 2024 by tindertender

Blind faith.
Perceived insanity.
The fire which welds the broken shards of self back together.
The wrecklessness which assures us solitude, space, to process and transform.

I’m no longer accepting gifts of blatant disregard. I’ll leave you to the memory of that which you believe had filled you, the “memory” you say left you with no reason to live.

I’ve been here all along, invisible to you, as you dump on me your sorrow. I remove myself from your sounding board. I’ve no need to hear of it any more. Or to assist you in processing.

Two Paths with a Million Ways to get There

Published February 3, 2024 by tindertender

Descending …

Published February 2, 2024 by tindertender

Hell is a place that has been buried numerous times throughout history.

Time and time again those wielding light come in to offer succor, love, an opportunity to move away from hate and hurting others. They come here to offer an opportunity to rise … but most of the abusers tried to mentally and physically enslave those who came to offer a better way.

There was a thought that they could absorb the healers energy and rise that way, to absorb the essence of purity, to trick the Most High. The real reason behind sacrifice.

Once again the illusion wasn’t grand enough to trick the Master. Once again they will decend while those who hold light, whose inner lanterns are lit, will ascend. There’s a difference between embodying essence, and wearing it as a cloak (I hope).

The planet will be purified so it can heal … and the current ruling puppets will again be inner earth dwellers, locked in their bunkers. It’s time for a super freeze. I’m thinking the bunkers may not be able to withstand it. No matter how deep they are.

It is my hope the slaves and trapped will be removed from these spaces prior, but I think some are just too deep to reach, safely … so it has to be dealt with in another manner.

1150 Hz Rife Frequency to Eliminate Parasites

Published January 30, 2024 by tindertender

https://patents.google.com/patent/CA2828232A1/en

All Will Be Golden

Published January 25, 2024 by tindertender

Go-oh-oh-oh-olden years …
Run for the shadows ….

Spirit is awesome.

They say, Silence is Golden.

Yes, it is, and after 20 years of the interferers choosing my listening menu, I say RA!!!

And play heavy metal guitar.

The inner child pouts.

And now … Golden Years … Run for the shadows … stuff is happening.

All will be Golden.

Thanks be to the Most High Master and our Divine Family, a Collective of Skillful, Willful, Caring Creators.

Silence is Golden

Published January 24, 2024 by tindertender

Yes. It is.

For 20 years I heard the tormented screams and cries of children begging for someone to save them. For 20 years I yearned for silence, doing everything possible to keep self from falling into madness.

Normal” people think being psychic means the mind is broken. They don’t hold back their cruelty in this regard.

Now days, big shifts are happening. The cries of the children are near silent, at least for me. (Thanks be to the Most High, my King, and our beloved family, this collective of Soul, with many skills and talents, expertise on many levels, in many realms).

Sometimes I like to listen to heavy metal guitar. I have a current favorite, Tommy Johansson. I don’t know if it’s his baby face or what, but he is fascinating.

Last night Spirit said silence is golden.

Yes. It is.

To be able to sit in meditation without the cries, without the taunting, the maddening and brutal attack upon my consciousness, is pure bliss.

However, I still hear them, these interfering dominators, god wannabees.

So occasionally, as I enjoy freedom of expression and free will choice, I choose what to fill my head space with. As I hear complaint, I smile. The darker aspect of self is pleased my taunting, tormenter companions disprove my choice. It pleases me greatly, for I actually enjoy it very much. The fact it upsets them is just a bonus.

Years ago, I had vision of a silent woman. She wore a burnt orange turban, matching dress. Her hands were folded at her waist. She had light skin. It was as though she was asking me for help. Later, she appeared again. Her headwear was a worn out scarf, not even pretty, and her dress was unmatched rags. She looked panicked. They punished her for appearing before me.

When I hear “silence is golden” I think of the children, I think of this woman, and many others I won’t get into at this time.

I get angry.

How dare you dictate to me what I contribute or don’t in this space? How dare you try to control my menu, my movement, my expression?

For twenty years we ALL heard the children. We ALL watched as men in the astral were in “rutting season”, seeking an energy source (lower chakra, sexual energy) suitable for them … all while the children cried.

I spit on them!

And I spit on those who would attempt to silence me.

Piss on you.

My King has stated you’ll get what you deserve. He is Truth. And I Am Patient.

Aho.

Oh don’t it hurt deep inside
To see someone do something to her
Oh don’t it pain to see someone cry
How especially if that someone is her

Silence is golden
But my eyes still see
Silence is golden, golden
But my eyes still see

Talking is cheap people follow like sheep
Even though there is no where to go
How could she tell he deceived her so well
Pity she’ll be the last one to know

Silence is golden
But my eyes still see
Silence is golden, golden
But my eyes still see

How many times will she fall for his lines
Should I tell her or should I be cool
And if I tried I know she’d say I lied
Mind your business don’t hurt her you fool

Silence is golden
But my eyes still see
Silence is golden, golden
But my eyes still see
But my eyes still see
But my eyes still see

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Bob Crewe / Bob Gaudio

Silence Is Golden (Rerecorded) lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

Release the Past

Published January 23, 2024 by tindertender

They broke your heart, did the utmost to destroy you. You extracted yourself. Now their life is falling apart. They say they’ve learned their lesson. Want to return.

We don’t go backward. Grateful folks are learning their lessons, but if they’re going backward, they’re asking to repeat a cycle.

Growth comes from forward momentum.
Not regressive return to trauma, thinking it’s “fixed”.

Sometimes the “reason” folks come together is a “lesson” … not a “lifetime”.

Release.

“Ritual” helps set intention in the mind, in one’s essence. Dressing one’s self in intention isn’t scary, it’s helpful, and sacred.