Remember the Real
If you can’t see reality before you Grace provides through memory.
Most of it is timed to steal your joy. Here, you have been too happy lately you can have some Epstein. Oh, feeling settled, a little bit of Minnesota will take care of that. You can have a touch of Stock Crash as a treat. All of these USA headlines, which have taken over the world news are beautiful camouflage for the ever encroaching digital life assimilation. Yes real people are affected, each group has been perfectly set up to be so.
The confidence after the crash of ‘87 has finally been regained, time to wipe out the little people’s retirement funds and discretionary income. Huge fraud uncovered, time to get the immigration activist program activated, psst shoot a couple of them, let’s add some fear and righteous indignation to the mix. Yes, I know I’m being callous, the horrors of what is being perpetrated within the West right now are events I feel geared for, as look, here’s one we prepared earlier. Even Epstein is on his third round of news cycling data dump horror. I am not sure I am all feeled out as much as I don’t want to feed my energy into the ever more horrific scenarios playing out.
I don’t feel any of the scenarios are genuine, I think the news and headlines around them are deliberately to force feed energy to some become greedy Beings. Remember if you don’t exorcise or feed intentionally, they take. I have seen a lot of mentions on the Four Blocks of the World of supposed Technocratic design and I’d just like to remind you long before Elon’s Grandfather and his cronies designed their outward facing plan the four Demon Lords already had theirs. It was given to us to only know three Lords for certain as there was still a battle for the fourth block. But if you search your grimoire or Gordon Whites early posts, you will find them and perhaps you will be able to work out if the fourth block is finally won or leadership is still battling. I only bring these ancient Beings up, as each is possible to be bound, by its Angel or by God, depending and those who call themselves Magickians or Wizards, should surely get their shit together and get it done, or what is your freaking point and reason for being?
Let the justifications flow.
Have you forgotten what it was like to flow over Earth, the lazy beat of unfurled wing, the sensuous sensation of warmed rock?
Have you forgotten how it felt to sip on morning dew, run between the grass blades, sleep within a flower?
Have you forgotten how to sing trees to shape, build sanctuary’s of rest, be in perfect health?
Best you remember then.
Much, much love


