Last December, a close friend asked me who would win the election. I was in a stupor at that time – practically in wonderland, maybe a bit insane. I said, Trump would win. I have no idea what possessed me to say this – I did not particularly like Trump, and to my rational senses I didn’t honestly feel he was electable. But at that time, I was completely and utterly certain he would win.
What if our brains were mechanisms capable of being exploited? What if the metaphor of these “slaves” shown in WestWorld are also demonstrating that there is a disparity between the part of our minds that are conscious and the part of our minds that are exploitable or programmable?
In the sun, she wields a bow, and her marksmanship channels the arrow.
In the moonlight, she wields the sword, a sword made of glowing heat, a sword with no metal, but only light.
She only wields weapons while wearing a blindfold.
the music of the sphere is a vibration, it is the tenor of existence held in the pattern of harmonics and resonance in constant change and evolution. If you draw it out with a magic pen, you get an incredible visage, a pattern almost incomprehensible to the human eye. it may appear to be chaos, but to those of a higher order, there is patternicity to it.
“Very few are interested in matters of the occult. In your university, it seems likely that those books rarely saw the light of day outside that dusty old library. But, in my store, none would be considered rare or obscure. The books we sell here are…unique. I don’t think you would know of them. I can tell you are a wise girl, but here we deal in things which your average person, no matter how persistent, could never get a hold of. While they are very expensive books, we are selective of our clientele. You’d have to be very special to read any of the books we have here. Do you think you are special, Katy?”
Perhaps you already know what I’m referring to by now. It’s the so-called ‘God-gene’ possessed by reality benders. In the elder days, they didn’t need to decrypt a person’s genetic code to find those who possessed it. You see, those who had it were considered incarnate divine presences – and that wasn’t our ‘primitive ancestors’ mistaking parlor magic tricks for true power. It would be impossible to mistake a fully manifested Shining One for anything but a superhuman at the least. But the trait has been dormant in humanity for a long, long, long…time.
I have created a forum…it exists, an odd place for the oddlings.
About a year ago – almost exactly a year ago, in fact – a thread appeared on GLP: I Am An Illuminati Handler. Ask Me A Question. As the handler in question no longer has access to GLP, I have invited him to host Q&A here.
I remember reading recently that what ultimately drives a person “crazy” is having this constant split in their mind dividing them between the normal world/life on one hand and the “fantastical” world of syncs and esoteric stuff and weird occurrences on the other hand … you have to maintain this tightrope walk balance between two realities …
The one who receives these visions channels the will of the unified field. If they step within the current and start to act as a representative of planetary conscious, just watch them host even the most unlikely of happenstance swirl around them and make the impossible possible.
