Anyone know the way out?
There are so many narratives flying around now – those behind each one thinking theirs is right – their understanding of this place is the right onw – what’s happening – ditto. Some saying, “we are getting helped” others saying “we’re on our own”.
And me? I just want to know the exit out of here. If there’s a way in there’s a way out.
If we are on our own, how do we escape the poisons of the chemtrails? The magnetic weaponry “they” use?
And the big one: HOW DO WE EVER FULLY ESCAPE THEIR SYSTEM?
Seems to me the homeless have the answer. At least an answer. A group of them were able to stay “hidden”, for several years at least, deep within the forests of our area. Individual shelters. They were living just fine until “authorities” came in and removed them. They weren’t harming anyone. Why not just let them be?
“Oh, because you have to get licenses and permissions/permits and pay money to live like that,” I can hear the individualists chant, said people still not realizing they are still supporting the very matrix many claim they want to be free OF.
My question: SAYS WHO?
Because for me, personally, if you aren’t bothering anyone and are living peacefully, I say leave them alone. For this land belongs to us ALL. I see these folks as doing what humans allegedly once did – homestead. Find land. Work it. Take care of it. Keep yourself housed and fed.
Just like sports became ruined with the invasion of owners, living became ruined with the invasion of entities who think they own you by telling you how to live, where to live.
It’s all total bullsheot.
And at this moment, completely chaotic. I don’t even have to go looking at things to feel that chaos now. It’s all energy. Frequency. Makes me want to hide away – watch a good movie. Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner. A good choice, even though there was still ugly things going on, the feeeeeeeeeeeeeeel of that time is still better than it is today. Or perhaps the real truth is – I am as awake to this place energetically as I have ever been – ever will be – and for me now that feeeeeeeeeeeeeeling of knowing I absolutely do. not. belong. here – how I am a foreigner – an alien – literally – that utterly uncomfortable feeling of impingement – in a reality in which I do not belong – has become so overwhelming – if watching some movie from the past is the only way for me to detach from that sense – even if just for a brief moment – in some small way – then so be it.
And if no one is coming to “save” us – then what do we do? As I began this piece – what do we actually DO? Fight back? How? Again and again I come back to the charlie brown scene in the Christmas show, where he’s on stage yelling if anyone can tell him what christmas is all about – I am on the stage yelling if anyone can tell me how. we. save. ourselves. from these enemies who poison-tax-monitor-keep us $ enslaved?
Anyone?
Another tidbit to add – The Logical Song has been around me since hearing those amazing kids sing it yesterday. I found the sheet music last night – in a moment of pure Universal flow (and I need that flow to line up and get those of us who want outta this prison OUT) – printed it out and started to play on my piano. “I know it sounds absurd. Please tell me who I am. Who I am. Who I am. Who I am.”
Ya. That.
💖
Victoria
