I have come to feel that the hidden and elite powers that be want us all to truly hate every fiber of our own being, for when we hate ourselves, we are weak. This is the logical conclusion which I have come to after experiencing the last two years of life in the evolving theater of our world.
They want us to completely deny and ignore our own experience and senses - what we see before our eyes, what we feel within our gut, what we hear through own ears, and what we deduce through the power of our reasoning.
They want us to loath our very nature and sex, our skin color, ancestry and creed, and replace any hint of the miraculous experience of the human spirit with their fabricated sense of an artificial and synthetic reality based upon a foundation of fraudulent science and scientific materialism. They would like us to abnegate all sacred responsibility for our selves, our souls and our nature, and give it over willingly to their synthetic and soulless empire. They want us to forget our interconnected origins, our shared humanity, the beauty and infinite potential of the human spirit, and they want to replace it with a fragmented, isolated, and synthetic sense of self, a transhuman reality where we bow down to their technology and their fake “meta” universe, a golden calf - entirely devoid of meaning.
Their reality is based upon sorcery and a dark magic.
It is but an illusion that they have spellbound millions upon millions of souls into believing is the truth. Whether intentional on their parts - or not - it simply does not matter. The end result is the same - the inward collapse of the human spirit, and this is what we must come to recognize, and openly reject.
In their dark reality - we must lock ourselves up, mistrust and hate our miraculous and sacred bodies, and disown our very sex. It no longer exists.
We must loath our history, heritage and ancestry, and dissociate ourselves from any notion of our shared humanity.
We must learn to live in a cage, learn to obey, and learn to tattle on our neighbors, all for the “greater good”.
We must see evil in everyone and in everything, especially within the stranger - the outsider - and the one who does not comply with their wishes.
We must see evil everywhere - except for where it actually is - right before our very eyes.
When we hate ourselves, we have no chance. When we loath our body and skin tone and heritage, we are lost.
A being without root is easily shaped, molded, and controlled.
A rootless being is weak.
No human being who loathes themselves to such a profound degree ever has a chance to experience the majesty of their own spirit.
A broken spirit cannot feel it’s wings.
A broken spirit cannot know it’s natural expanse.
Only a force of immense evil would demand such things of any person. In hating ones own being - body - heart - mind - soul - and ancestry - in ignoring ones own felt experience, which is the very language of intuition and the senses, we relegate ourselves to a prison of our own making, and we have no chance of true liberation.
We have no chance to fully awaken to our human divinity.
This is a spiritual war, a war of all wars against the very soul of humanity. This is why the deepest resistance now is a spiritual resistance. This spiritual resistance must be rooted in a profound love of humanity in all of its infinite forms, including a love of self.
To fill the body, each and every cell with ones own beauty and divinity is to awaken to the spirit within, the pure and supreme experience of the pulse of the divine flowing through each and every one of us. We can witness this divinity as the sacred spark in every human soul - and we can reject the notion of hatred of the other, of segregation of the stranger, of fear, and of the horrific and artificial reality that is being hoisted upon all of us. We can make no space for such horror within the cells of our sacred bodies, as we allow for the divine unfolding of the wings of spirit. In this way, we weave a shared tapestry of humanity, and we come to know ourselves through the eyes of the divine.
In the face of this sublime beauty, the enemy is nothing.
