The picture above describes today. Hiding from the world – not out of fear – but for comfort. My child struggled with school work all day. I had vivid annoying dreams which went from being poked to me throwing piles of soap bubbles at the people and walking away. lol Soap bubbles – that was my tool.
SOMETHING is about to break. I know these energies. They build up and build up then AH relief as “something” is removed/changed. Back and forth. Been doing transmute/heal – cancel/clear – RETURN TO SENDER. SOME day I will move up and away from this spacey place.
I checked the Schumann to see if we had another 17 hour spike. Nope. 22 hour instead.
Next up here is dinner. I have no idea what to create and the same amount of desire/energy TO create. Take out perhaps?
I forgot to share a dream I had the other night. I was with someone who looked like the key maker from The Matrix. I found a time travel machine and was riding up in it – while he stayed with me – back and off to the left. The door would open like an elevator and I would say “nope” to each destination for at each place I was still in the matrix/building. I finally just left the dream still seeking my destination. At least I was going “up”. The song that just entered my mind: Welcome to the Machine. Thanks a lot Pink Floyd for putting the truth in our face. So much talent with these sell outs.
Yes today has turned into one of those “I am only allowing EZ”.
How are you all doing?
Love,
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Around 4:30pm my daughter and I were suddenly hit with intense fatigue. After about 30 minutes we all took a nap. The only reason my mate and I got up was to prepare dinner. I’m still feeling zapped. While I am not sure where these energies are from or if they are trying to harm or help us (when I get this sudden need to SLEEP NOW) – I do feeeeeel, looking back, that I am far more awake and definitely far more detached from this realm than ever before. However I would like to SEE what’s going on and KNOW so I am not just having to go by what I feel/sense. The eyes need to SEE so the brain can KNOW. I was told today that we had a respite and now are under attack again.
What respite? lol Seriously – I don’t recall having a respite. Do you?
I am feeling that the focus is on rescuing all of the adults and children and once that is fully done – the smackdown happens. THE END.
Anonup is under attack today. I am not able to post or share. Others are able to do certain things but most are showing screen captures of the variety of browsers trying to warn us it is not a secure site.
TRUTH = INSECURE to evil.
Yeah. We see it.
And those that don’t – I have a solution:
Their refusal to see has interfered with our experience long enough.
Let’s see what I can find to share.
How are you all doing?
Love,
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I hope to all there is that this does not happen….I was talking about the zomb i e thing recently here w/this j a b:
“Analysis of the Pfizer vaccine against COVID-19 identified two
potential risk factors for inducing prion disease is humans.”
God help us – literally. This seems to be happening in Canada already. A “new” prion disease they are saying (this was seen in 2015 in Canada – but saying it is a “new” disease corresponding now w/the vax – is this a coincidence?)
Likely not able to watch the video – thought the 30 was interesting – but mostly given the recent WH additions that began in the last 24 hours I thought this may hold some truth:
Vanilla Sky – truth? Living in pods experiencing a dream….AI controlled – an AI that wants to be God. Metaphor or literal? How many of you – us – have insisted on WAKING UP fully? Over and over….. “We are living in an imposed reality.” Good conversation…
Ok so he claims to be the original writer of the Matrix Trilogy. I remember reading years ago a woman sued the W Brothers – claiming the Brothers stole her idea and made it into The Matrix Trilogy. She sued – and won. Who knows….
Whacked cam images (thanks to Sister Jules for these finds):
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All throughout the night I felt I was looking to FLY AWAY. Escape. I woke up feeling this – deeply and powerfully. Before I went to bed I was listening to songs from the 1970’s. Innocent songs – pure – intelligent – light. Several people were commenting on their desire to escape this reality as this place just doesn’t fit them anymore.
D I T T O
My desire this morning was to just go – and go and go and go until I find what I am seeking. I am BEYOND done with the “you came here for this reason” and other nonsense. I am not here to do a DAMN thing but follow my own prompts to wake up as much as I can and GET OUT OF HERE. PERIOD (and hope that rubs off on others in however I have chosen to Be/DO/Share). No other “narrative” aligns and I immediately reject them when I hear them.
This place is beyond repair. For me that is. Perhaps others feel different – that’s fine. I am not from here. P E R I O D.
I have no desire to be a part of the advanced tech roll out or see the ufo disclosures or the arrests and all that. I’ll take it if it happens while we are still inside the dome. But do I need to see any of it just to see?
NO.
My desire is to have my Freedom and ALL OF ME back. Restored. Returned in fullness. ME before my Consciousness was hijacked and trapped.
Love. Freedom. PURE Creating with absolutely NO systems telling me how all of that must look.
D O N E.
Here is the video I was listening to last night – and this morning.
Arizona AG says Kamala REFUSES to visit the border: Republicans share videos of migrants crossing and say ICE is ‘too busy changing diapers’ to guard the Rio Grande https://mol.im/a/9453561
Ya think? Do we confiscate cars when some drunken idiot kills others with his/her vehicle? Of course not. Ya can’t fix stupid but you can expose it with this:
We are going to show you a new world.
Those who are blind will soon see the light.
A beautiful brave new world lies ahead.
We take this journey together.
One step at a time.
WWG1WGA!
Q
Yes – final countdown. Throwing out all they can – they just won’t stick as originally intended.
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My mate went grocery shopping tonight – as a Free Being.
Ya’ll know what I am saying.
When he was checking out, one of the clerks told him masks were mandated to shop there. My mate said “It isn’t a law nor is it lawfully enforceable.”
“It is too,” the clerk said. (Not here it isn’t – our local police don’t enforce it.) My mate went about his business as she continued to speak to him so he responded brilliantly by saying “I don’t participate in satanic worship in public.” Upon hearing that, she put up her hands and backed away.
That wasn’t the end of it. Some guy next to him had overheard the conversation and began to virtue signal. He said I can’t believe you. He said HE was doing this for EVERYONE so my mate should too.
lol Are we in kindergarten?
My mate said, again, “I don’t practice satanic rituals in public.”
The guy then says “oooh the great satan! Oooh I’m so scared.” Then he stands with his arms crossed – begins to swear and tells my mate he “hates people like you”. Then my mate says “hey don’t tell me what to do with my body, buddy.” The guy continued to swear – the clerk (mentioned above) – was by now saying “sir, stop talking” – to both of them.
This is what we have come to. We have a bunch of pussies disguised as men thinking they are doing something benevolent when their ROLES as MEN should be to protect and defend the constitution – our RIGHTs. Our FREEDOMS. They don’t care about “the all”. If they did – they would INCLUDE all. They don’t care my mate has lung issues which get aggravated when he has worn a face diaper. They don’t care he has PTSD and gets triggered when he has worn one (ditto for me too – I even once said I am a victim of sexual assault – which I am – and so ANYTHING around my face causes panic).
They. Don’t. Care.
Their concern is fake. It is nothing but a PROGRAM that they allowed themselves to accept blindly without question. Present some alternative perspectives at them that challenge their narrative and they either blip out like the robots they are or they get triggered and attack.
The Truth is – people like my mate and myself – when we present ourselves without a face diaper – WE are the ones TRULY doing this for the ALL. We see through the illusion. We see the facts and put them together. We think for ourselves. And mostly we believe in FREEDOM which includes the RIGHT to do with my body as I see fit. Each time we go out in public with our beautiful face fully showing, we are taking a risk. (I know – crazy I even have to HOLD that thought). We have to power up and be prepared to face attack. If ever there was a virus – it is THAT.
The karens and karls need to stop their virtual signaling gaslighting nonsense. Take off the ridiculous DO NOTHING WORTHLESS face diapers – breathe in that wonderful O2 and remember how to CRITICALLY THINK again.
Today is heavy – more than most heavy days. Depleted energetically. What else is there to say at this point? I feel many of us are there – what else is there to say or do?
I “got” some things late last night as I was getting ready for bed. We know the narrative – the story – we are POW’s. Hijacked experience. We’re at war to end all of that. If that is true (which I feel and continue to feel it is but hey what do I really know for sure – in some moment I WILL but for now it’s all about feeling and speculating to create our own version of this matrix movie puzzle)….IF that is true – then it is possible we have family/friends on the outside perhaps doing some bargaining for us.
As within so without.
Just like when someone has family who is kidnapped – they do what they can to get their family member back.
Now imagine it is your family member along with millions if not billions of other people/being’s who have been kidnapped. That’s a lot of logistics to deal with. And just like here inside this place, if you are the one trying to work to get your family member out, your priority is going to be on that one (or more) family member/member’s. Make sense?
If a member of my family were taken with a group of others – my focus would be on my family member first and foremost. I imagine this is the same intent/focus for ANY being.
Where was I going with this one – it came in a long stream of feels in an instant my brain tried to form into words – but it is possible that this is far more complex than we realize. Prison break with a lot of layers and nuisances and a LOT of varying ideas on how to make it work for all with the least amount of loss.
So that being said – if this is true – at least a possibility – it would explain why sometimes I feel up and other times I feel down – or like today and in recent days – totally disconnected from anything on the outside. I am wondering if I even have anyone left on the outside. It’s possible the place I have seen living with my mate and child is the “island of misfit toys” – or in this case the place where the orphans go live together and heal and pick up where we left off. We are totally free and restored but otherwise no family – other than each other. It is also possible that craft/orb I saw in the sky in the summer of 2009 was US from the future – returning to let me know to hang on – I will get out. I did have that thought at the time (that I was seeing humans from the future).
Who knows…..just some thoughts and feels coming to me the last 24 hours….
The outside world now? That experience continues to feel weird and wonky and bizarre. People are acting odd and disconnected. Even the squirrel in our neighboring tree was going bat sheot coo coo today – engaged in moves we had never seen before – so spastic it caused our girl to call her dad to see what was wrong with the little creature.
Zombie apocalypse. Could be brought out by the v ax – could be brought about by getting unplugged. But hey the C D C has our backs here in the states with their little (I kid you not) article on Zombie Preparedness. Now some say “eh it’s tongue ‘n cheek like the website says” – and the site claims they are using this for emergency preparedness – and yet when do we see the C D C engaged in such weird humor much less humor at all? And why use that phrase? There are no coincidences….not in THIS game evil has played on us….
The whole v a x thing – some are 1)simply refusing to give it energy – some are 2)saying it’s nothing but “fear porn” – while others are 3) really concerned – trying to dish out as much intel/info as they can and I am seeing some alleged “home” types criticizing them for that (most of these people are who I call the cult follower and I find their behavior quite appalling). I tend to be more in #3 but for my sanity am having to also be in #1 as to not become too sad and/or afraid. I am human. I care about humanity – awake or otherwise.
I am going within so deep I don’t know where else to “go”. Today all I am getting is BE THE LION and RISE UP. Not necessarily physically all the time – because you can crawl on the floor and still RISE UP. It’s about keeping going. Not giving up.
Here’s a good song that I am hearing in my mind. Always been a favorite since I first heard it in the 80’s – watching Rocky III where I and my girlfriend were the only ones in the theatre who stood up cheering and crying when Rocky gives one last BOOM to Lang, knocking him out for good.
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What a bizarre day. The energy was weird – pokes definitely came in albeit it pretty benign – but still there. From the O M G moment of realizing a local child – a small child – has now essentially gone from male to female – to yet again another dog incident to seeing the JB/KH signs everywhere again (where are they coming from?) to the very creepy dream my mate had – I continue to focus on the good – the time at the park – seeing the beautiful man doing Staff work (something I am very interested in) – to seeing the beautiful baby boy who was full of smiles and verbal sounds seeing me – and the beautiful dream my girl had….well the back and forth is definitely full on.
LOVE FREEDOM rises above it all. It’s a frequency thing.
Last night I spent hours going through old letters and mementos from my childhood – on into my 20’s. Concert ticket stubs. Plays. A plethora of wedding and college graduation announcements. I was drawn to do this. As I dove into the past, I noticed a theme ~ the month of April and the numbers 22 and 17 ~ and 107. I wasn’t looking for anything like that – but it was all there and it all stood out quietly but noticeably. Hmmm….
Then today, when my girl was going through some of my young childhood drawing and stories, she noticed the date of something I made in first grade – one of those ABOUT ME booklets. Interestingly enough, I have had my girl work on something similar this past week. Anyway as she’s reading it she comes across the date – April 24th – and reads that out loud.
“What?” I asked. “April 24th?”
“Yep,” she answers and keeps on reading.
Something then spoke to me. I feel I am closing up some loop – coming full circle.
I certainly had no desire to stay stuck in the past after I did this – but I did want to find some piece of myself that I had “lost”. Childlike wonder and innocence. As I read through old report cards and citizenship awards, I noticed a theme here too. My teachers essentially said the same thing. I was happy, helpful and had an excellent disposition. A lot of that was an attempt to be brave in an otherwise uncomfortable school environment – especially when I was in elementary and middle school – but by nature that is who I was and who I am. So perhaps I am trying to recapture some of that – given how I have otherwise become.
Last night I told my mate awakening has not turned me into a delightful, always positive, optimistic woman. I see how each rabbit hole – each uncovering – has left a mark on me. A battle scar. Temporary of course. I do my best to be in my heart – but then there are attacks from this matrix world of evil – and evil is everywhere showing itself as we know – so yeah – it is a challenge to be in that space consistently/regularly – especially for someone with my temperament. Having the guard up is necessary now. For me. Be in the heart but eyes open just in case…
The schumann continues with that obnoxious fence pattern. I visualize a giant windshield wiper wiping it all away. Here in my state the governor is going full on nazi – pedal to the medal. Jab push. CV # lies. It’s like the more people wake up and see the lies and say NO the more the state pushes back. WE ARE NOT HAVING ANY of it.
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This dream I share comes from the youngest member of the household ~ our daughter.
I think (??) I shared here last week that one of our favorite people in our neighborhood died a few weeks ago. She had been diagnosed with cancer last year and was not taking the system treatments – opting instead for quality of life – laughter, faith and positive attitude. My husband and I met her 22 years ago shortly after moving to town. We stayed in touch over the years. She was generous, a great story teller, loved children and had an awesome sense of humor. My girl and I visited here at times on our bike rides. She loved her kids and grandkids and was so good with our daughter. Anyway, it was very sad news to hear for us all and I have been hoping to hear from her in some way. Last night was it – with a visit to our girl during dream time.
My girl says she saw our friend (Trudy) – kissing the tops of the heads of children who appeared to be coming from underground – like being rescued from the tunnels she said. Trudy saw our daughter – walked over, kissed the top of her head then said she had to “get back to work”.
Wow. Hand me a tissue! Isn’t that beautiful?
When Trudy was here in this realm, she was pretty awake. She was a Trump supporter and had a strong faith in Jesus. It would not surprise me that she woke up further upon leaving and is working with the children being rescued. I can FULLY see and feel that. Many people referred to her as an Angel (of the good/real/pure kind) here on earth – in which I agree. She is continuing her “work” on the outside.
It seems this satanic face diaper sickness is everywhere. Commercials. Magazines. It was even on the front of our local Parks and Rec. catalogue recently. The “new norm” in recreating. Run and suffocate. Play hoops and faint. Yoga and new breathing techniques to ensure you stay conscious.
CHECK please!
I have the most bizarre dreams and at this point I seem to be having more of them (not just bizarre but the actual number of dreams). The sense I have is I am now really trying to “get outta dodge”.
The dream I had during my sleep time – that I most remember – I was with a group of people. It felt like many of you – those whom I haven’t met in person – and most for whom I don’t even know what you look like. But that was my sense. We were all at some agency like DMV (department of motor vehicles – for those who live outside the states – it’s not a pleasant place to go. They only employ zombies. No joke. You don’t see a happy face at that place. lol)
So in this dream I went over to the machine that prints out tickets with numbers on it and took a handful. I distributed them out to my friends and we sat down – away from the chaos – and waited for our number to be called. Off to my right I noticed a beautiful scenery outside. Beautiful trees, walkways, grass. I wanted to look at it until it was my turn. However, someone from my past entered and closed the curtains so I couldn’t see this beauty.
“That’s it,” I said. “I’m done waiting.” I got up and walked into the chaos to figure out what was taking so long. Why weren’t our numbers being called? I asked a female employer who was a grouchy karen. I noticed she was writing the numbers on a white board instead of calling them out. I saw the #82 – looked at my ticket – and said “hey that’s my number. I’m here. I’m ready. It’s my turn now.”
Nope. She tried to tell me I missed my chance and had to get in the back of the line.
“Nope,” I said. I wasn’t accepting her answer so I pushed my way through the crowd and got into the front of the line.
The dream ended.
No surprise – this dream – given how I feel every day now. Either bring me new people and a new better experience (which I seek and intend regularly) or END THIS GAME and LET ME OUT.
This evening I had to get out of the house (too much drama). As I’m driving around one of my old time favorite songs came on: What’s Goin’ On (Four None Blondes – 1990’s). As I was literally driving up a hill I hear the line: “25 years and my life is still….tryin’ to get up that great big hill of hope…for a destination.” That felt more prevalent today than it did back when I WAS 25 and hearing that song for the first time. It seems I have no answers now. No answers as to what’s going on – what’s playing out – what’s coming – what to do. That being said I’m still like that woman I was in my dream – pushing through anything trying to hold me back or tell me “no” until I reach that destination I seek.
I wondered about the number too – 82. Doesn’t resonate with me. So I decided to gematria it.
BIG CHANGE
F EM ALL (lol)
Ok then. Sounds about right where I am.
Other than that……I purged some belongings today. I also found a couple of containers with old letters and other memories which, I had forgotten, I had meticulously organized. I may go through them – find some old part of me that once felt so alive I could fly. I am seeking to regain that part of me – update this inner system of mine.
Love,
Victoria
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I was holding onto the thought in the back of my mind that today would produce something wonderful. That whole 44 thing…
My mate said I woke him up more than once last night saying “I AM DONE” in my angry voice.
He said it isn’t a pretty voice. lol I do recall waking up angry – hitting my pillow once. My left eye has been twitching off and on for a week now. That is always my indicator my inner emotional state has reached the boiling over point. We’ve been getting out of the house – walking, biking, going out in nature – but that doesn’t seem to be as effective as it once was.
I wonder if any of our tools are working now. At least fully.
I was reflecting on the schumann earlier – that grid/fence like pattern which continues. It has been consistent for weeks – and it coincides with my ongoing frustration I struggle to shake. One of you reflected that it could be serving to keep us cut off from Source/Higher Self. I feel that. I tuned in last night before going to sleep and tried and tried and tried to FEEEEL Source – to FEEL something within – to get some guidance. SOMETHING.
All I felt and heard was silence. Nothing came through. That has been ongoing for several weeks.
All of my old happy things – those activities that once enlivened me – not so much. I used to love baking pies. Tonight I made some mini apple pies. My crust kept sticking to the rolling pin and I realized I didn’t have enough dough for what I wanted so I decided to make 3 little mini’s and put the rest into a pan with some crumble on top. The mix I used was impromptu – oatmeal, butter and maple syrup. I used my hands and by the time I was done I had crumble on the counter, my jeans, my top, some in my hair and the rest on the apples – which probably has some of my DNA in it at this point.
I am having food delivered weekly now which is costing me more than I want to spend – but going shopping with a face diaper on or taking the chance and NOT doing it or not doing it “correctly”- I just don’t have the energy atm.
I am however doing something new and different. Our kitchen has a lot of windows – all facing the street. When I open them it sounds like a loud speaker outside – the sound really amplifies. So… I am using that as my little stage. I’ve done it many times the last few days. When I see someone walk by with a face diaper, I will put on my “OMG” voice of enthusiasm and shock and pretend I am having a phone call. “Did I tell you what I just heard? The masks are making people sick! Yes I am not making this up. It isn’t just people I know but friends of friends who are getting really sick. It sure woke me up! And I also heard they don’t even work! Doctors are saying that now did you know that?” I’m also saying similar things about the vaccines and who knows what else I will throw in. I’m rather enjoying this. And it isn’t as though I am lying – I am sharing real experiences and personal research.
Something odd happened here – one of our big box stores closed early today for the happy bunny resurrection holiday. That is a first. Another store is closed altogether. Very odd.
I leave you with a tag line – compliments of my mate:
Every time a person refuses to wear a face mask,
the angels scream: “ITS ABOUT F’ing TIME!”
Ding a ling ling. Ring that bell!
Love,
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