A major piece of the conditioning of order followers is a reliance on and respect for authority. Anything(anyone) that challenges this principle is viewed as an enemy.
The indoctrinated also have been trained to believe that they are the only ones who are fully “aware” of reality and capable of defending or saving others from any related harshness.
These systems are responsible for creating closed minded individuals with superiority complexes. This is by design. This is part of the division/deception initiative.
Knowledge is the key,
Your mind you will set free,
Just one more eye to see,
That we’re in trouble,
But it’s not over yet,
Though imminent the threat,
When placing down your bet,
Make it double,
Assembling of the clans,
How intricate our plan,
Every woman, every man,
In the distance,
Warriors wide awake,
What was stolen we will take,
No more compromise to fake,
We are resistance.
I cannot, in good conscience and in accordance with my ethics, morals, and principles, participate in or perpetuate a system that uses all its faculties to diminish its own peoples’ wealth, well being, and cognitive abilities so that they may be more easily controlled and therefore unable to assemble to express any form of dissension or resistance to the system.
If the current existential parameters require the majority of our conscious functions to play out in this earth bound simulation, we must continue expedition(s) into the esoteric so that our acquired bounty of knowledge will allow for a clear separation from the mass hallucination(s) within this plane.
The tools used to close the faucet now lay broken next to its handle. This newly unregulated stream has given birth to an ever expanding abyss that now consumes vast amounts of energy, energy usually reserved for the animation of auric extension. Because of this, maneuvering has become next to impossible. Any remaining vitality must be harnessed in order to complete construction of the aetheric vessel, thus ensuring sanctuary for the avatarian system and its astral communication capabilities.
As the crown continues to feed the flames that engulf partisan bound protest and demonstration, I’m left wondering if another anticivil engagement on American soil will take the place of an apolitical revolution.
As long as the majority of the genpop allow themselves to function with disdain for their fellow citizens, the cephelopodic reach of the masters and their minions will continue to expand.
Let us start this week off with some inner vision and introspection. Once we’ve perfected our self portraits, we can hopefully refocus ourselves , as a whole, on the big picture.
As I weave the last few layers of my silken tomb, the temptation of flight is almost too much to handle. The thought of fluttering, velvet wings, reflecting the guiding starlight, consumes the darkest spaces of my mind.
Previous transformations have denied me my wings. It feels as though the celestial bodies have conspired against me. Maybe my longing lacks purity as my imagination often includes beautiful visions of my new self. Vanity denied.
Perhaps my perception is a bit skewed. And as I refocus, I’m left not with the vision of the butterfly, but with an overwhelming feeling of control. I can reinvent myself in any manner I desire, the only limit is my imagination. I shall put down my needle and thread and instead raise my antennas towards the sky and await transmission.