“Don’t go sharing your emotions, lay all your love on me!”
I love me. I choose me. Everyone in my life chose something other than me. Wanted me to believe I was broken somehow, needing fixing, unworthy of pure love in my brokenness. I chose me. I had to. I give to me all my love, time and services.
Don’t come to me with your problems. Your burden is no longer my responsibility.
And frankly, I don’t care anymore… about anything you have going other than your discovery of your own ability to manage your own shit.
May the Most High bless you with the wisdom and endurance necessary for the reward which comes thru perseverance … the reward which you believe you can just steal. Just take.
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
If you were “placed” in a narcissistic family at birth, it’s because they knew your potential power. This was intentional, to destroy your self-worth, to crush your spirit through rejection, demeaning treatments, and suffering. You were placed in poor situations to encourage drug and alcohol addictions. It’s a distraction from who you truly are, and what you are truly capable of … your mission.
Narcissism isnt specifically about characteristic traits. Narcissism is a Spirit. This Spirit has the same characteristics, no matter which body it is attached to.
The spirit/soul of a “narcissist” is bound by that Spirit. They are puppets, who must behave in a particular way, exhibiting certain traits that will cause specific agitations, anger, or chaotic situations. It’s their purpose, to dominate a situation and bring chaos to it. They like to think of it as control. Perhaps in a way it is, controlled chaos.
When we separate ourselves from folks who have this Spirit attachment, they will get angry, defensive, insisting they are a benefit in your life. Some may threaten you for leaving. Some will certainly shoot mental knives at you, and throwing toxic, dark energy into your solar plexus.
Step back.
The “person” is gone, a shell remains, a “person”-ality puppeted by darker energies. You can literally feel it when it’s present, especially if you’ve been in Spiritual warfare with it for any length of time.
Release the guilt of severing attachment to such forces.
You don’t have to play their games.
You don’t have to accept being dominated, rewritten, controlled.
Technology is so far advanced, the sleepers who believe all in governing bodies are transparent couldn’t fathom the reality, which is, instead.
When there is great suffering, or joy, there is great and potent energy. Situations are perpetuated purposefully to develop specific strains of energy.
Sports, war, music concerts, etc …
When people respond unapologetically, potently, allowing their emotions to grow into mental/chaos/pain energy, or excited/chaos/celebration energy, wrapped in the magnetics of emotion, unleashed without restraint …
The energy is harvested and utilized to tighten the cords of oppression.
Control your emotional energy. Or the energies will be used to control you.
It’s much more sophisticated and wide-spread than you may think. Here’s a good place to start researching:
A bidirectional and low-frequency energy harvester for collecting human crowd energy in shopping malls
They don’t have to be in the same room with a person in order to target their specific vibrational frequency, alter the nervous system, excite it to generate a specific energy signature, then harvest it.
Thieves with knowledge access the sleeping mind and body of a bioform possessing a potent signature, excite then harvest the energy, and manifest material wealth off of it, for themselves, while the target bioform remains depleted in its own.
Many poor souls believe sex dreams are an actual soul mate or twin flame in spirit, thinking because it “feels good” it can’t possibly be nefarious. They are batteries, and don’t even know it.
Do you remember in the 50’s or 60’s when there was a brief phenomena of spontaneous combustion going on? Ya … it was all a test. And so many refuse to consider the truth.
Years ago during the onset of spiritual battle, I still smoked. There was a spirit of a boy who would plead with me not to smoke. He would say, “Please don’t smoke! You’re so beautiful!” It took me a whole year before I was able to let that habit go … 26 years after starting, approved by mother at age 11.
Last night I took a puff off one of those vape pens. It tasted chemical. My lungs burned. It hurt to take the next breath.
I thought about the energy of the heart chakra. I thought about the heaviness that had just been planted over my heart, this “cloud cover” of smoke.
I thought about energy. I thought about this heart space being absolutely covered in this tar, this smoke … the heart doesn’t “shine” like it should …
Spirit has difficulty “seeing” the shining ones, they are covered in this filth. Now, cannabis legalized, even more people are “covering” themselves.
It is my hope that this awareness has brought light to the truth of these coverings, placed upon the light, the energy systems of our brothers and sisters … manipulated into thinking, no harm no fowl.
Tinctures and lozenges are probably the wisest way to utilize, or juicing the leaves. Smoking … protect your energies … let God see you….
These photos show the “physical” result, but what does it look like in the spirit? Probably just as bad.
Unfortunately, all the toxins in the foods, the injectable toxins, they all are formulated to dim the light of Gods children so he won’t recognize them.
I know quitting smoking is difficult. I also know the spirits of envy who make it very tempting, convincing it is “medicine”. And it is. Utilized responsibly.
May the Most High see through these manipulations and illusions, freeing His children! Amen!
If you want to know what’s really happening, this is a good place to start. Research. Dig, dig, dig. Be led by your heart-song, it will bring you home.
According to this, gold is harvested, crushed to dust, and expelled into the atmosphere of nebiru to heal and seal a hole, sort of like they talk about with the earth and global warming. The gold powder seals the hole in the atmosphere.
Could this have something to do with governments obsession with gold?
Nibiru is here, apparently, for a harvest. And Alalu was pissed off about it. He wanted to be king of nibiru.
See, Alalu got his panties in a wad and hopped aboard a chariot looking for gold. When he found it, he decided he would be the new king of all gods.
Who controls the gold, controls Nibiru. The planet of the Gods.
Prince Ea, Jesus, Enki, is the Fishgod, his name means “He Whose Home Is Water”.
There is a reason for the attack on the waters. There is a reason for the attack on your genetics. There is a reason they brutalize the children of a particular bloodline. They deaden the mind, steal the memories, and offload suffering in untold amounts.
This is War.
And most of us have had our memories wiped, and our energies siphoned. What remains is toxified thru food, injection, and horrific mental manipulation. We have no idea who we are.
There is so much to say …
This story is the truth. Through 20 years of spiritual warfare, many, many players and story-lines, I can say this is truth. Intuitively, it screams it. I’ve had visions and memories over the last 57 years that tie into this. Many of us have been carrying the toxicity of masculines who cannot seem to carry the energy of harmony. Perhaps it’s a genetic fault that needs revisiting. “Bloodlines” … they know who you are. There’s a reason they’ve toxified your pineal gland and body.
Enlil and his buddies are trying to overthrow Anu, king of Nibiru. Let the “games” begin.
I felt a poke on the top of my head as I was preparing the morning cup of coffee and I thought, “They’re still here, trying to gain access to the crown.”
Many of you may understand I was thinking of the crown chakra.
The “crown” has nothing to do with a Tierra, unless that Tierra signifies the presiding ruler over the field of consciousness.
I think about all those who are afflicted by mental disturbances.
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