I can feeeeeeeeeeeeeeel it.
The matrix.
The simulation.
The programs.
Operating at high capacity now.
Today I was thinking about division – it is “their” operating tool.
Combine that with the narcissistic frequency program and it makes it VERY easy here TO divide.
I see the program on the left with the woke narrative and the pronouns and non-binary lunacy.
I see the program on the right with the rugged individualistic capitalistic I GOT MINE, GET YOURS lunacy.
NEITHER side believes the other side has a damn thing worthy of being listened to.
If I could, I would insert a giant collective Pill of CHILL into this reality.
Deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep breath.
Go inward.
Unless you can be The Observer (which is a challenge to do at times – I get that):
Stop watching the chaos.
Stop identifying WITH it.
Stop giving it a label or even a story.
Just S T O P.
OMG my inner Me is screaming JUST EFFING STOP.
Stop the noise.
I feel like the Grinch, only I’m not the Grinch. I have a heart. I’m just f’ing done having it betrayed and pounded, you know?
I went to the store tonight. This is the second time I have noticed people are suddenly louder in their talk. Like REALLY loud. There was a group of 20 somethings talking so loud I could hear them on the other end of the store. As I got to the front of the store to check out, their talk was so loud I had to plug my ears. If that wasn’t UGH enough, there was a man in there, probably 40 or so, shopping with a woman. At first, I thought he was mentally challenged, so I gave him some grace. However, observing him some more, I realized he was either just a clueless asshat or he was drugged up on something. His eyes looked similar to Charles Manson. Freaked. me. out. I was so uncomfortable. His moves were erratic and unpredictable. He ended up standing right next to me as I bagged my groceries (as quickly as I could, seeing he was now in the line I had been in), talking very loudly to the clerk about his non-binary status. Totally lost in the program. I could see it and feel it, and his energy was very uncomfortable to be around, so I finished bagging as fast as I could, then suddenly said, loudly, “I AM A FEMALE” and got out.
Talk about matrix attacks. I still let them get to me. After enough of them, I have to assert my boundary. Loudly. I don’t know how to do it any other way these days. But deep within I also know Truth rises to the top – sometimes loudly at first – but it remains solid and quiet.
I also don’t know how to look at things that are clearly fucked up and total bullshit without including those words (more on that below for a nice validating analysis). Like when Dan Scavino Jr is on stage talking about job seekers being denied employment because they lack whatever bullshit requirements employers demand these days. In what reality, Divinely Created, do we require controlled banking scores to determine worthiness of employment, much less what other reality that is also Divinely Created requires we pay it to survive?
It’s
All
Fucking
Bullshit.
ALL of it.
The PSYOPS.
The division.
Just U G H. ENOUGH.
We’re all tired.
All spent.
Our Souls have been contained FAR too long.
Waiting on this endless train of insanity, waking up Minds along the way.
So, all on the train who are still fully immersed in the division part of the game, who think the problem is the human with the rainbow shirt sitting next to you or the human with the MAGA hat standing beside you, you are looking with eyes, mind, and heart still closed. The enemy hoodwinked us all.
So WAKE THE FUCK UP and SEE the bullshit.
PLEASE.
Some of us KNOW we have LIVING to do and are tired of waiting FOR it.
💖
Victoria
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Trending (although I’m wondering if that’s a psyop as well):
WE know what pizza and hot dogs refer to:
The next step to crush the $ystem…
EYES ON – landed in LAX Thursday (yesterday):
She clearly hit him with her vehicle before speeding off. Officer used self-defense.
Fun little game:
Inside this place, yes, I believe it does – especially when they are used intentionally to speak your truth:
I scream NOOOOOOOO inside when I hear words like “midterms”. This is not about politics. Or elections.
The truth is quickly drowning out the media/system’s narrative:
Out on Jan. 30th:
I was heavily conditioned to be a nice girl (as in pleasing and quiet and putting everyone first). It about destroyed me. Thankfully I never fully lost sight of the Lionness within.
NEW: FBI Veteran Chosen to Replace Bongino
Clintons are supposed to testify on Jan 13 and 14 of next week. Interesting Q delta’s for those two days:
And my favorite:
What a cool idea:
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