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  1. When I closed my eyes to sleep last night I saw this dude in a black robe with the hood over his face walk towards me. He was from another world – not Human looking, but he had the attitude of twats the worlds over. He saw himself as some or other Jedi warrior. He stopped in front of me, took on a gun-slingers stance, and then I decided to look no more – this guy was on the other side of the mirror and not in my space. Felt something over my left jugular vein – this was no doubt the damage he inflicted on my astral form, which soon faded. What happened from there was that I found myself in this place of wonder and beauty. It was a beautiful place. As I gave attention to the place, I also knew that I was giving those in this place energy, but whoever lived there would not show themselves to me. I remember asking this world-class animal communication, who also makes contact with the departed, if those in the spirit realm have to eat. She said no, and I will take her word for it, as the readings she has given me over the years with the spirits of my deceased animals were top-class. (For closure, when finances allowed, I asked this lady to contact the spirit of my pet so that if there was any message from their side it may be known.) Two nights back this group of females came to drink from my energy. I was awoken by the one standing right on top of me. Her skin was as white as snow, and within her was another one of her. As I looked at this maiden, the lips and eyes from the one inside of her broke the skin line at neck level so that this one inside may also drink of my energy. Wow, that looked freaky. Those caught in the loop of live and die and be reborn no doubt spin through this cycle many times, and I believe the communicator who says that those “above” do not have to eat. Those that decide to stay in the shadows of another dimension and prey on the uninformed no doubt have to eat, and why this is so, I can assume is two-fold: They are going against what naturally is, which is Love, and they want to stay there permanently, and this requires effort/energy, so they have to eat; and secondly, eating is a pleasure and distraction from the mundane of Life. (As below, so too above.) What was seen in my sleep state over the last two nights confirmed, and reminded me, that there are many highly evolved beings trapped within the illusion – that unfortunately also have to eat. Years ago we were on holiday at the sea. In my sleep state I saw this spaceship dock outside, and within were the crew of a dying race. The crew on the ship was searching for another energy source to save their species. The point to make is that Steven has experienced the runts/Beasts that feed from our energy and destroy us – we were detoured from the world we were meant to inhabit and then we were modified to be a food source when this Game in the illusion began to fall apart. But there are others in different realms that reject this Game and refuse to prey on others. When they stole from my property last week I told my gardener that I would rather die than steal. Such a statement sounds bold but is not realistic to many, as Life is about survival at any cost, but there are those within the illusion that have seen through the Game and are holding onto their dignity and integrity – they refuse to buckle and be absorbed into the System where you take at the expense of others because you can. How these dignified, pure entities have survived within the illusion I don’t know. What I do know is that it has been survival and not a pleasure cruise. (Maybe they took from those that willingly give, rather than take to take.) We hold on to survive, but what are we – an illusion. Having abundance must be great, but all we really want is peace and contentment – to be what we naturally are, which is this strand of Godness within. Now when I hear a thought in my head I choose to ignore it as most of the time the thought is not a pleasant one, and this is so as there is so much chaos around us. We need to shift our reality from what we have always known to the unfamiliar that we have forgotten. Say goodbye to the existence you have come to know. Let go so that there is space within for a different reality – one that is behind the one staring you at the moment in your face. The tighter we hold on, the greater we feel are our chances of survival, but why would you want to survive within an illusion? Let go, and in doing so, you allow the Infinite to reveal itself.
  2. When I closed my eyes to sleep last night, I once again saw the unseen – what is out there, hidden from us. What I saw were two faeries, each about 30cm high. They held what looked like a fireman’s hose, and from this hose came purple air that they sprayed upon me. But it was not them that caught my eye – it was what was behind them. There was the face of a man, but this face was faded so I battled to make it out. This man was looking on at the faeries with pride and joy. While I focused on this man, to see if this whole setup were friends or foes, some animal entity was in the foreground of this group. It moved sideways to get to me, as in to approach me from my side. It soon became clear this group were there to destroy. What came from the hose I felt inside of my body – it was a disharmonious energy ball the size of a marble – maybe to cause a clot in my system. This man was the “daddy” of these two faeries that went rouge – became nasty bitches, and this moving “thing” was this man’s pet. Daddy was on the way out, but most probably never knew it. His faded appearance was from the Nothingness of the Forgotten calling. There is the good, the bad and the ugly. The Good are doing their best to hold onto their sanity and survive. The Bad, well the bad just enjoy being bad, and if you expect a transformation from these Beasts in the seen and unseen, then you are going to wait a long time. As for the Ugly – God bless them. This morning was awoken in the early hours by my daughter going to the toilet. As I lay in bed, I decided to throw myself a wobbly, and I asked where was the core disharmony within my body forms. What was felt was the parasite at the corner of the left side of my mouth extending to my chin. Semiramis saw what The Wisdom Goddess Sophia had created for the Dragon spirits, and she too wanted such a beautiful paradise, so she created the illusionary Garden and told the Serpent and Dragon spirits to come and play/create there. Within a field of the Infinite a new state was created, which was curiosity (what else is in this Garden?), and this was harmless, as within the Infinite everything just returns to what is, but within the illusionary Garden this state took hold and the parasitic frequency of Deception was created, which unknowingly infiltrated those in the illusionary Garden, producing a new “child” called insanity. This was the beginning of the end, but what you need to ask is how do we complete this story, and in doing so, make a wrong right? All the suffering and sorrow that has ever existed was never meant to be. And let’s be fair to all – it was nobody’s fault that this shit happened. Of course, The Wisdom Goddess Sophia exceeded and fell from her realm, and her impact zone created the Serpent spirit, with Semiramis as their queen bee, so if you want to point a finger, point it at Sophia’s fall. But my goodness me, it was a harmless accident that unfortunately snowballed to a living hell. If she had not fallen, Semiramis would not have been “born” and neither would have her Garden and the parasite within, and most certainly I would not be sitting here writing these words. How one closes the loop and ends this story is obvious: Sophia awakens the Dragon spirits and Semiramis awakens the Serpent spirits, and these two mothers inform their children what happened to them – the story is told in full. Now what the spirits do, is release the state of curiosity within their forms, and by doing so, the Parasitic frequency of Deception is no more in all within the illusion. That is how one breaks the cycle of insanity, where we take at our own expense, pulling the innocent down with us and destroying them in the process. Over the years I have tried to release this parasite within all. I have been to a world where this parasites cycle was complete there, as in it took everything where there was nothing more to take. All you see is desolation – there is nothing left. It was then not obvious to this dummy called Steven, aka “me,” that this parasite can only be removed by the ones that created it, namely the Dragon and Serpent spirits that entered the Garden with their state of curiosity. I believe that you and I cannot awaken these sleeping goliaths – only their mothers can do this. I think I asked too much of the Dragon and Serpent souls to perform this task. When I said that nobody is going to come and help us, it was said so that we may get off our arses and transform the frequency fields within which we were limited, but I have always maintained, and always will, that we need help. This help comes through the awakening of the Dragon and Serpent spirits by Sophia and Semiramis. The sleep-over for these spirits is over – they need to wake up, be told the story, and then remove this state of curiosity from their forms, thereby removing the parasite and insanity from the illusion. This morning as I drove back home after dropping the kids off at school, the sun shone through open pockets in the blanket of cloud. I thought to myself wouldn’t it be great if the Infinite done the same to us – where it shone through and penetrated the illusion. May this come true, as I want to write no more.
  3. Without feeling sorry for myself, yesterday I thought of the life-skills my parents passed onto me as a child. There wasn’t much to think about, as they passed on zero info as in how to get through this maze called Life. What I have learnt is this: · Know what you are, where you are, what you really are, and where you belong. · You can achieve anything you really want, as long as you understand that beneath the surface of what you are in your reality/illusion/frequency is the flow from the fields of Infinite Love. Tap into this flow whenever you want, as it is always there. · NOBODY is going to come and help you, and this is so because you do not need help. You create to transform the reality you are in. · Play in the unseen and you will pluck the fruits in the seen. · Always be kind, especially to yourself. The crime in our area is increasing, and they stole from me. Went into the stillness of the silence to resolve this issue, and felt/saw this nasty spirit walking around our area. (The crime here in this country is first and foremost carried out in the unseen realms. The Black people use their culture of talking to the spirits, and some of these spirits are used in the crime network in the seen world. The spirit travels around the area to be targeted, sees what is there, and informs the people in contact with this spirit what can be stolen where and when.) When you know of the cause of the problem, you just be, and what you are turns disharmony to harmony. Yesterday when I read the ongoing insanity of this covid nonsense, went into the stillness of the silence to resolve this issue. Felt uneasy sensation within my right eye. (Saw a puppy yesterday that had an allergic itch. The vaccine toxified the body, and the body saw this altered disharmonious state as normal. On this spirit/astral level of this dog I felt a blackness and no energy over the right eye. This signified that what should be in the body and spirit system was altered/re-written.) What was felt over the right eye with regards to this pandemic scam was the will/intent of disharmonious entities to re-write our biological programme. Behind the right eye I felt this internal boil of sorts – this was the force pushing for the transformation of our society and existence. From there, I just let things be, as in the Love that is takes over and turns disharmony to harmony. After a while I felt that internal pustule sac no more. The point to make with those two examples, is that if you want transformations, you make them, as nobody else will. Sue is waiting for Mary to get things done, and vice-versa, and eventually nothing gets done. You make changes because it is your life that you must live for, and nobody else is going to do it for you, as they have their life to lead.
  4. What I am to write about now I don’t fully understand, so I can’t fill in the details, but nevertheless the end result of what we should do is the same. We are living in more than one time line. Picture yourself in a maze. You walk in the maze, and you find yourself at a dead-end. You do not know where to go to, so you stay there, but you know this is not the destination where you should be, so a part of you departs to continue the journey to where you belong. And so the ball rolls on – this part of you finds another dead-end and settles down there, while another part of you continues the search where peace may be met. The end result is that parts of us are scattered throughout time loops, so we can fairly say that we are living different lives at the same time – just in different time/reality loops. What I experienced in my sleep state one night a few years back was the abduction of my spirit to dwell in a different time loop. Please understand that this happens, and it is the norm rather than the exception. During my sleep state my spirit/astral form found itself in the western part of South Africa with its pronounced Cape-Dutch architecture. I was walking around looking at the scenery and the buildings. From there, I was travelling on a road. To the right I heard this man singing. Then I veered off the road, and at a hump alongside the road – at that specific point – my spirit was ambushed by other spirits. Something was thrown over me. My spirit pulled itself out of this trap, but what should have happened, was that these spirits that laid the ambush would take my spirit to their time loop wherein they are trapped. (If you drive past a dilapidated town for example, where nothing is happening, in your reality there is nothing there but broken buildings, but in someone else’s time loop i.e. in someone else’s reality, the town is vibrant and alive with people coming and going, and of course the local residents. Those that are in this reality that we cannot see are spirits caught in this time loop.) So if their plan/ambush went according to plan, a part of me would be found in this time loop. Those that ambushed me would have convinced my spirit that this is the real world, and that I have always been here – I just forgot and went through a time lapse. Why these abductions of the spirit to a specific time loop happen I can only assume is to add flavour/excitement/something new for the spirits caught in this place, but i don't really know for certain. The man singing as I travelled on the road was to distract my spirit, and then I was veered/bumped off the road to the specific point where they waited to pounce. Who knows – maybe their plan did work; maybe a part of me is still caught in their time loop. (In hindsight, I would say that this is the truth.) There is strength in unity, so we need to amalgamate all the parts of us to one unit, so it is up to you to draw the parts of you out of the realities/time loops in which they find themselves. Of course, you and I are also caught in our own time loop, just as the other parts of us are, but we have understanding of our predicament so can do something about it – for ourselves and the other extensions of ourselves. You go into the stillness of the silence, and you merely allow all that was to be within you. You cannot see what you are, but others can, especially those parts/experiences of you that wandered and forgot from whom and where they came from. You go into the stillness of the silence, and you allow yourself to connect to the extensions of you – to those of you caught in different time loops. Now you just allow the strand that you are to shine; to merely be. Those different parts of you see this glow, and they depart the place they found themselves in. Now they see you, and in seeing you they see themselves, and in the moment become you, which is the strand of Inherent Goodness/Godness. (That is why, in healing others success cannot always be met, as their ailment is within a part of them caught in a different time loop.) When I said that it was okay to walk alone, what I meant was that in walking with others, you open yourself up to betrayal and disappointment. I am not saying this will happen, but there is a possibility of this being so. With the parts of you amalgamated, you walk now as one. In the beginning, you the manufactured form were one unit, and from there you unknowingly “branched out” yourself to find a way out of this madness. The one that you were at the beginning, this you become once again. From there, you are filled in as to what happened before the beginning of time – to The Wisdom Goddess Sophia and the Dragon spirits and the parasitic frequency of Deception that arose from the Dragons curiosity as they entered the illusionary Garden of Semiramis. The one unit of you needs to understand that you are not you. You are this strand of God; the Creator that is within you. From there, just let go and be this strand.
  5. Yesterday evening in my sleep state something came to take and feed from my energy. This I understand, as we have to eat, but what changed was that the process of taking was transformed to giving. I said to this entity: “By all means, take of my energy, but my energy is also given to all.” Now I fed; I willingly and naturally gave to all within the illusion, and not just those that came into my space. When I go into the stillness of the silence now, I do not hone in on, for example, Semiramis or Sophia, or whomever else – I give to all. When you give to all, guess what, within the all is you, so you give to yourself as well. When I give my energy to all, I give it to myself as well. By being an expression of all, and giving to all, you withdraw from the cycle of the takers. Now you naturally give, as in you give/express what you naturally are, which is Love.
  6. What happened to me in my sleep state last night was a first. A dream was implanted, but it was not to take of my energy, it was to keep me locked within the illusion. Whenever I wanted to pull myself out of the implanted dream, a nursery rhyme was sung to me, so I listened to the catchy tune, and by listening to it, I gave it attention, which kept me locked into the dream and ultimately the illusion. The insanity of Life is there for a specific reason – so that we can talk about it; discuss it, and if anything, have a good laugh about it. But who is laughing at us? – The illusion is. We will show the illusion who is boss; we will sort out this mess; we will not take this nonsense; we will not be held down and ridiculed by fools. And all the time we are laughed at, as we remained glued to the System that we imagine we have gotten the better of. There had to come a time in this journal and our existence where, if we want to walk from point A to point B, we have to do something to achieve our goal. “You understand, well great, now walk.” What you do to walk away from the illusion; from this insanity; from this place Steven calls Hell, is live within the silence of the strand of Inherent Godness/Goodness that is within us. This is the only way to say no to the illusion, where you do not acknowledge it and thus embrace it. This journal ends when I have nothing more to say, and that happens when I choose to longer give the illusion attention. Do not see this task as one where you walk around like a dummy, ignoring all, and living in your monastery of your space. In being in the silence, you liberate yourself from this silly Game, and you are what you are. Now you are walking; now you are doing. To understand is only the beginning, now you have to do, which is to walk, which is to be what you are, which is the stillness of the strand of Inherent Godness within us. Please do not try and re-invent the wheel. What I have written and you have read is enough understanding of the Game to set us free, but there a comes a time when we have to do, otherwise everything we have come to understand means nothing. This task is to not ask the impossible from you; it is to ask you to do something and be something that you naturally are. Just commit and do it, that is all we ask. Walk away from the fool; from the System by not giving them attention. Do not be on guard as to what will happen next. Just be in the silence. This “silence talk” I have known about for years, but have never been able to achieve, and this was because I did not know what I know now. To be in the silence is invigorating, as one is now no longer within the System but rather free of it. To be kept in this silence one needs something that I never knew of before, and that is to take it for granted that one will walk alone. That way, when the cruelty of Life passes by, it will momentarily surprise you, but it won’t shock you and place you back on the tracks of the System. To walk with others must be euphoric, but trust me when I say that to walk alone is also okay. For me, what healing others means, is by you understanding something they didn’t know of and offering this to them. In the world of spirit, and within the Infinite I can also imagine, there is no talk as we would know it. We see and be and experience. Your spirit/astral form knows something I don’t, so when I see your spirit I see something different to me, as in you have something I don’t. If I like what I see, I become that part of you that I never had/understood, and I am eternally grateful for what you are and what you have allowed me to become. In being in the silence, the same is true within the seen worlds. Within your silence is your understanding, and this understanding is for all to see. You become an inspiration for others that have become lost and faltered. Your presence of you being you – this silence – is magical, and yet it is as natural as breathing. What I understand now; what I never knew before, is that one should expect to walk alone, and this is okay, and the second criteria to rise above the System is to become bigger than what you were. How this is achieved is that it is not about me, but we. You always care about yourself, and by being in the silence you are cared for, but what elevates you above the System where you can easily slip into the stillness is by you being what you are for others. Now you take the attention away from you – what the System throws at you, and what you give to yourself. Now it is not about you, but about the glorious entities that can see what you are and in the moment become you. There is no master, and there is no student. By seeing, and by liking what you see, you become in the moment. But to show others, you need to consider them, and how this is done is by taking attention away from you. Now you have risen above this mess and can stay off the rails of the System. Now you follow your own tracks, and this is fun. The silence invigorates, it transforms. It is a beautiful place to be. You are alive, you are free. What you say and do comes from the heart, not the System. Who wrote this journal was the System of Life. They compressed me; they pushed me down and held me down, and they said to me – find a way out Steven. The System was imploding and needed to find a way out before they destroyed themselves. The might of being Life itself within you when you are in the stillness of the All – that is the way out.
  7. Yesterday the insanity of Life hit me smack-bang in the face. My reaction to this was to counter it – to educate the misinformed as to how ludicrous their behaviour is. I informed, I did not lower myself and attack, but nevertheless by yesterday evening I remained rocked by Life. My belief has been that humanity has been lied to over this hoax pandemic, and that we will be given the benefit of the doubt and awaken/be shown what has been hidden from us and has controlled us, before many fall and see their arses thanks to their narrow-sighted behaviour. After a day like yesterday, I understood that my belief was wrong. We have been around this block a few times; we have lived many lifetimes, and there is no way that this scare-tactic hoax has been the first we have encountered. Our integrity has been tested many times, and how we have reacted to fear tactics has made us who we are today. Either you have a backbone or you don’t; either you have empathy to others or you don’t; either it is about me, me, and me, where what Life throws at others I don’t give two-ticks about, or you extend a hand because you care. There will be no awakening where fools get a second chance by having the cotton pulled from their eyes, because so many times has this opportunity been given to us, to rise above what we are, and many have never taken it, as they go along with what Life gives them and love it because they are okay. For me, the days of being frustrated and gob-smacked by Life are over – now there is only a moving forwards. This morning I woke up to start the day, and every fibre of me said: “No, I cannot go through this again.” The mystics will tell us that Life is unfolding as it should, and they are right, but for whom is Life unfolding as it should? It is for the System – the one we are caught in. We are feeders caught in a loop going nowhere slowly. The world is spinning, and we are on it, so buckle up and enjoy the ride – it’s guaranteed to be a shit one, if not for you, for someone else. So this morning I did not get out of bed when I woke up; I lay in bed and imagined my animals at my bedside and me giving them love and them doing the same to me. This image faded away, and the Love that is took its place, and with this Love I allowed my life to be shifted off the rails from what it was meant to be according to the flow of the System. Now I will be independent of the System. How to transform narrow-sighted fools is for them to understand that Life is meant to be joyous and fun. To achieve this state, one cardinal rule needs to be understood, and that is that fun is not a solo expedition – it involves the participation of others. What caring means, is that you want others to join in your fun; to laugh and play and be joyous. So you open the invitation to the party to all, and by doing this, you begin to care about others. The greatest destroyer of the spirit is loneliness, and this is what you get when you are happy with the attitude that Life is about me, me and me. You are okay, and even if you are not okay – fuck the rest. These beings miss out on what Life should be, and what that is, is on the physical plane moments of togetherness make life worthwhile, and on the spirit plane, we are all one as within all is the strand of Inherent Godness/Goodness. This shift from what and where we are to where we should be needs something bigger than us – we cannot do it alone, and it is this Love that I speak about that does it. When this Love takes you over, allow it to shift you to what will make your years in this frequency joyous ones. My days of pulling my hair out at the insanity of the System are over. Know of this Love, and be this Love when it presents itself to you. There is really no other alternative or second best. What the System has to offer is cruel and unkind. Some enjoy this. I don"t.
  8. (How I found out that my mom had passed on was from a WhatsApp condolence message from a cousin of mine who I have met about twice in my life and who I saw over forty years ago. He saw an obituary on my brothers facebook page and sent his condolences to me. That was how I found out she had passed on – no one in my immediate family told me. Now my brother sends me WhatsApp messages, adding me to the group, saying that he will handle the Deceased Estate protocol. I say this because it ties in with what I saw in my sleep state last night.) Last night in my sleep state my astral form found itself in a corridor of a building, with rooms branching off from the corridor. There was lots of activity around. Someone told me there was R6000 in my wallet. (They say that if you think that money is not important, then speak to the poor. Money is important to all of us, especially if you don’t have it.) I was shown an image of my wallet with the money inside, and let’s just say that I was thrilled, as there is never money in my wallet. I found it unreal that a person could receive money when another person dies. From there I walked into one of the rooms. A ,man was lying there, and I went to lift up a blanket by his feet, as I knew a watch was hidden there. My mom’s spirit came into the room, and she took the watch and said that it was hers. Then I found myself standing in the corridor with my mom’s spirit. I looked at her and said to her that she was once again an attractive young female – old age was no longer with her. I put my arms around her and told her that she must just let go, and as I held her I began to cry uncontrollably. From there, I saw blackness and felt a cold, compressed feeling as my astral/spirit returned to my body form lying in bed. My body was lying on its side, and through my Third Eye I saw this entity standing next to my bed. He was about half a meter high, and was a cartoon-looking male figure with a pointy nose. He looked at me and slowly tilted his head up and down, showing sympathy and empathy for me and my mom. It was this entity that took my astral form to my mom so that I may tell her to let go and go where she belongs. No doubt who gets what from the deceased estate was important to her and she wanted to keep an eye on proceedings, hence she came to see what the living were doing. After this trip with my astral I lay in bed and could not sleep. It must have been hours before I fell asleep again. When I did, I was to show those in the unseen; the spirits, as well as educate the seen/physical as to how one lets go. My astral form was sitting somewhere, and around me where my dogs. I gave them love, as I always do. Then, before my eyes, this love and them disappeared, and what engulfed me was the Love of the Infinite. That is how you do it: Imagine being in the presence of something you love, and then it fades away so that the real Love may come to the fore. Of course what we love will always be with us and we will always love them, but to get out of this Game, especially for the sake of those we love, we have to up our game and be where we belong and monsters don’t. I am telling you, this upping our game to where the real Love is, is a game-changer. From there, as I lay in bed, my spirit knew that we were in a place where massive transformations can occur when we bring forth this Love to help those in the less dense planes. I am concerned about my daughters eye-sight that is deteriorating, and wondered what could be done to assist her. I was shown a flash-image of a young girl whose eyes and the area around her sockets were gouged and destroyed beyond full repair. This must have been my daughter in some or other existence, and the damage of her eyes she carried in her current genetic pool. Then my spirit found itself in a place of Beauty – I just saw this grey/white colour. A voice said to me that I was to go on a shopping spree, and then I understood that I was to get a new pair of eyes for my daughters astral/spirit in this place of Wonder. Transform the spirit and you change the body form. To the living, when you feel your time is up, just let go and be. Do not sit and contemplate and wonder – just let go so that the strand of Love within you may just be. What your spirit does, it imagines being in the presence of something it loves more than anything, and then, in the moment, this image disappears and the presence of Infinite Love engulfs you and takes you over. Now you are Home. Now you are free of monsters and the sea of Reptilian frequency. *** By saying what I want to say now, I apologize for not ending on a high note. When I closed my eyes to sleep last night, I saw through my Third Eye the face of this man. He was in distress, as in something was about to happen that he had no control over. His face and body form fell apart, and from him came a Serpent. This is what happens to those spirits that cross the line and choose to play it rough and dirty on the innocent. Initially you have control over others as you are now firmly embedded within the true frequency of the illusion, namely the Reptilian frequency, but your spirit undergoes a transformation from the spirit form/image of the biological computer to that of a snake. In other words, the frequency of the spirit changes to that of a Serpent. What a disaster! Now you slither around the realms of the illusion feeding on the innocent, instead of doing your part for all to get out of this mess. Play with fire and you get burnt. Of course we all stuff up and make mistakes – it’s called being Human, but we show remorse and move on, doing our best to be better than what we were. It is when you are nasty and you enjoy being nasty, or when you accept that it is okay being nasty, that you book your place and become a full-blown reptilian. You slither for eternity, or you remain in the hologram spirit image of what you were before you departed the body, and from there you eventually hit a brick wall and drop into The Nothingness of the Forgotten. I saw images of people and other species in this place where they had forgotten themselves – this Love within – I never saw Serpents there. So either you drop, or you pop and become a Snake. One wonders what the arrogant and bullet-proof “elite” within our existence have to say about this fall of grace that awaits them.
  9. We were friends with a married couple who were married for a good twenty years – or thereabouts. They got divorced, which was traumatic for the wife. The reason for the divorce was in the air, but it soon became apparent that the husband always wanted to bat for the other team, so when he met the man of his dreams he decided to make the shift from the woman in his life to the man in his life. On a few occasions I would go and visit, and what I saw was one who had fully embraced his suppressed desires to be a bitch. There is nothing wrong with this, at least for me that it, but what I didn’t appreciate was that he became a bitch in more ways than one. There was a nasty streak in him, and when it was unleashed on me, in of course subtle ways, what I saw I didn’t like. I phoned for his birthday, hoping to speak to the person I once knew, but the bitch came out, and I promised myself to break contact for the future. So last night in my sleep state this persons astral/spirit form came to visit. This spirit implanted a dream, had a midnight snack of my energy, and from there done what boys who like to play with boys do. I felt as his astral form raped my astral form. How the nasty spirits prey on others within the astral is simple: They lose their integrity; their good hearts, and cross over and become full reptilian. Now they are a Beast. Their strength; their power over others within the illusion is by being strongly embedded with what is – namely the Reptilian frequency of the illusion. Now they are players within the game that play on the ignorant. Then this morning just before I woke up I saw through my Third Eye this cobra Serpent that came into the space of my wife and was looking at her. From there it shoved the tip of its head into my wife’s head to implant the dream to take of her energy. I woke up, looked at my wife as she lay sleeping, and as I was in our reality and not those from the shadows, I could not see the snake that had penetrated her head. Fell asleep again and now it was my turn. The implanted dream was of me, my wife, my mom and my dad at a clinic. I sensed my dad wanted to drive away and leave us there, so I told him that if he done this he would be in big trouble from me. The next scene of the implanted dream was of me running down the long flight of stairs of the clinic to catch up with my dad. Woke up from this dream and saw the same snake that was over my wife earlier on gobbling up my energy. This is what happens to all of us boys and girls – and that includes you reading these words. This is what we have been manufactured to do – to be feeders to awful entities. If you tell me that you do not dream at night, it is because you have been made to forget the dream. Just as you have to eat, so too do those from the shadows, and they feed from you. Yesterday morning I woke up and I felt I had to explain in the journal how we impose restrictions/limitations on ourselves. It is not only the System that blocks us, but us as well. We can talk and talk and talk, and peel away the layers of the Game as we go along, but there is one fundamental aspect that we are missing, and that is that we are in a place where we don’t belong. We can become a bigger fish with greater understanding, but we are still in the fishbowl with cruel Beasts that swim in our midst. That is the bottom line – that we are in a place where we don’t belong. As long as we are in the sea of a Reptilian frequency we are going nowhere slowly. As the feeders from the shadows grew stronger in might as they preyed on the weak/innocent within the Reptilian frequency, they saw this games fun-fun-fun as all there is, as my goodness me, what else is out there – what else is needed?????? That these stupid fuckers never understood that what you give is what you get – and then some – soon became apparent as they began to drop into The Nothingness of the Forgotten. But they are like us, where as long as we are okay, what is happening around them and to their world/existence is irrelevant. How naïve and short-sighted we all are. How far we have all fallen. Have we ever tried to better ourselves – to become better than what we were yesterday? Did we consider others before ourselves, where their happiness is our happiness? (I most certainly did not.) My simple answer to the question of how we get out of this mess is I don’t know, as this journal has covered all bases, but there is one thing that I have not done. We have to let go of the illusion, and this I have not done, as what I do is hold onto what makes Life worthwhile. I hold onto love, as this is the only thing that makes sense to me and is worthwhile fighting for. I see how the illusion touches my wife and my children, where they can become outright bloody fucking nasty, and what elevates me above all this nonsense is the love I have for the animals. Their love is genuine; their love is real, and if you are lucky enough, the love you have for your children and spouse and their love for you – this is also real. This love keeps us alive, but it also keeps us embedded within the illusion. These cruel, horrific Beasts in the unseen also love, just as you and I do. That is why the Infinite is a state; it is not an emotion or feeling. We have forgotten what it is to be Infinite Love – it is a state of being rather than a feeling. Everything I have written in this journal is for the unseen. Transform the unseen and you change the seen worlds of the illusion. The spirit/astral is the arrow that can penetrate and transform, and we the seen are merely following in its wake. For the spirit to be free of a monster-infested frequency it has to let go of the illusion, and that includes what we would call love. The strand of Inherent Godness/Goodness cannot shine as long as we hold onto something – with all due respect – that is not real within the fields of Infinite Love. By all means, I will carry on loving the animals, but the difference is that this love is not the end all and be all of my existence. I am more than this love, and what I am is the strand of Inherent Godness within all Life. Now when I love the animals I Love the strand within them as I am this strand. I am them and they are me, and what we are is Beautiful. Let go of the illusion by letting go of everything you thought to be real. Be free of this place where you do not belong. Go Home.
  10. I am told that the Communists are not big on freedom of thought. You believe only what you are allowed to believe, which is what they believe. Please correct me if I am wrong, but the Communists/Globalists/Satanists do not believe in something that is greater than all this mess. They know of something that is bigger than them, and to them, this is all there is. The reality of the worlds within the illusion will prove these sicko’s to be correct: There has always been a “great one;” a god with a twisted love, where you get hurt and shattered and destroyed, but this is okay my child, as this is Life. This Lord of the sicko’s with its puppets; the ones that play dirty and nasty behind the shadows; the cowards with their two-faces that show the fools one face and their innocent victims another, this great one is the Dragon spirit that chose to fall from the Infinite and was naïve enough to be influenced/hypnotized by the Serpent souls and their wicked ways. This overlord is by and large indifferent to Life within the illusion. Semiramis tried to clean up shop, but this was an impossible job to do as she was unaware of what transformed her to insanity and be a “no nonsense” lady. She was unaware of the parasitic frequency of Deception within her. What roams in the dense planes of the illusions is a free-for-all, and all that keeps the scales even is the strand of Inherent Goodness/Godness within that we have forgotten about. It was us who had to look beyond our noses to understand that suffering is not allowed. We had to hit the brakes and say “No more,” and when this was done, the true Life would unfold for those that cared to stop to listen and watch. Stalin said that the people of Russia were not allowed to believe in a religion. Millions showed him the finger and told him to fuck off, as what they believed harmed nobody, and to each their own. His answer to this insubordination was that he cut off his peoples food supplies with the intent of starving them into submission. To those out there that pray, you do not know what pray is until you see your children starve to death before your eyes. That is when you pray, and you pray hard. I think it was about thirty million of his own that Stalin starved to death, and to these current idiots that believe the lies that their leaders tell them, you, my friends, have no idea of what incomprehensible cruelty lies within the shadows and the seen realms. You have no idea what monsters lurk beneath the surface. When I close my eyes and go into the stillness of the silence to be one with my friends and makers within the unseen, what I feel is a shift and shearing of forces away from each other. What this is, is them separating themselves from the illusion. What the billions of innocent that were slaughtered as they held onto their integrity/innocence never knew, was that the ones that were meant to help us could not help themselves, let alone others. At one stage of the journal I was ready to be plucked and destroyed, and what I saw in my sleep state was this lady figure that was all but destroyed. She rolled over on her side and dropped her saliva on me to help me. In my limited understanding and vision I was shown The Wisdom Goddess Sophia – the Creator of the Dragon spirits; the one who brought the strand forth from the Source of the Infinite that is within all. This was all she had the strength to do to help me, was drop her spit/essence on me so that I could see another day. What we never knew was that help was not a coming, and I am talking on behalf of the beautiful innocent who never had a fighting chance against those in the illusion and were destroyed. Of course we hear about the stories that heroes are made of, but this was the exception and not the rule. In the illusion it is played dirty and unfair – it is a place where you don’t want to be. What we all missed was that we had to help those that were in a position to help us but were destroyed by those within the illusion. This we should have understood, and then looked within the unseen to help. That is the power within you; that is the power of understanding, where you have the power to help a Creator and fallen Gods. The other night I was shown an image of bathtubs, and in each tub stood a person. I heard a voice saying that pressure would be placed on them. Now I understand that the voice was one of tyranny. Those that stood up within the worlds of Hell and refused to submit would have pressure placed on them. What this tyrant never knew was that this pressure is splitting him and his forces further from the Love that merely is. They are destroying themselves, not us. Stand your ground. Be this strand of Goodness within you. 29/07/21
  11. In my astral form I went to a place nearby the sea. There, on the rocks adjacent to the sea, a group of people were being entertained by what that this large snake can do. I had no interest in such affairs, so I walked away. Then I found myself in a place where I was shown a symbolic picture. I was shown numerous bathtubs across a landscape, and in each bath stood a person. A voice told me “pressure” would be placed on each one. (I assume each tub to be a world within the illusion, and the person standing therein represents the Life in that frequency.) When I go into the stillness of the silence to feel/understand what this means, where I am in one of the bathtubs, what I feel I don’t understand. This tells me that it is not for me to know, and this I respect. 28/07/2021 What is it within us that is addicted to Life? What holds us to illusion, where it has become our best friend, where, no matter what this world throws at us, it is okay, because we love being attached to our world. Is it security – where we want more than anything to have a place to call our own where we can grow roots and belong? “Wow, Life is tough and cruel, but it’s all okay.” What keeps us glued to this dense frequency? The simple answer is our lost state. We don’t know who we are and where we belong, so we make the most of what we have. My advice to myself is to let go of what this world and all the other dimensions have to offer. In the long term, there is nothing here for us within the illusion. Understand this, and then turn your back on what was to engage what should be. 28/07/21 What came last night when I closed my eyes to sleep must have been the “old school” from the shadows. They were old, huge snakes that travelled together as one close unit. They slithered together side by side – literally – as in their bodies touched each other. I looked quickly at them, and then I looked away – not a pleasant sight to be in the presence of. Was right about the different entities that take up residence in our space. Saw one last night. It looked like a fish’s head. Saw it above me, and then it dived into my body, and felt it chomping away at the energy within me, making itself comfortable; making my space its own. When I felt this entity within me making a home for itself, I thought of Gothic architecture with all its finicky lines. This entity within me was related to this frequency/state of Gothic art. When you see this art form, and you can split it apart, what you will see within its shadows are these specific looking entities. My family must think I am sleeping in a bit in the mornings, but what I am doing is allowing the strand within me to be, to remove this shit that I experience. Welcome to the Wild West where the sun never sets on the monsters of the illusion. What I see is normal – it is out there in all different sizes and shapes. It is just a pity that we get the short end of the stick, where we are negatively influenced by this trash. It is these fools that keep us glued to the illusion, as they pull us down and keep us down. My daughter in primary school recited something she had to learn for a test the other morning. What she said was a quote from the actor Michael J Fox. He said: “Integrity is something that cannot be taken from you – only you can give it away.” That hit the nail on the head in relation to what causes us to cross the line and become Beasts – we give our integrity away. No doubt our integrity is often put to the test by those within us. I hear the negativity within me, but refuse to be a part of it. How does one get out of the Wild West – this illusion where trash roam about and play with us? The ones that have left are not here to tell us how they done it. I think nobody has left. The spider spins the perimeter walls of the illusion and keeps us here. Being graced by the grannies of the Serpents last night means there no doubt has been a wake-up-shake-up within the shadows. These idiots are starting to see themselves and question who they are and what they have allowed themselves to become. May the seen fools within the illusion follow suit and do the same. More than anything, I would like to depart this place, where I am an observer rather than a docile participant. My wife phoned me and told me how a radio presenter was talking to someone this morning about mandatory vaccine passports, where it is no-passport-no-job. These fucking idiots on the radio that imagine themselves to be so cool and educated are all for this scam, and then I understood the way out of the illusion. Just stand your ground; keep your sanity and integrity; always know what you are, and what these seen and unseen fools do to themselves broadens the rift between the illusion and Love. Their insanity pulls them away from you, and they want to take you with them by talking fear into you. Stand your ground. Know what you are. The fools in the seen and unseen are doing your job for you – they are drifting further and further away from you, and in doing so, the light of Love cannot help but shine through. 29/07/21
  12. One of the creatures I saw in my sleep state early this morning had golly-wog shoulder length hair. The eyes were slits, and the body was made up of what looked like black leather. Now here’s the interesting part: Embedded within the body at different locations were small entities/beings. (There was a group of these beings.) I remember a while back in my sleep state seeing in a fleeting moment how one entity “split open” to reveal other entities within it. If you stare at an object long enough it will split into two, and it is in this split that others dwell amongst us. I believe that those knocks in Life affect us in more ways than one, where entities enter our space while we are rattled, and stay. People who allow these entities to come to the fore are labelled “split personalities,” but I believe that this is true for all of us. Within all are different entities that come along for the ride and make our lives a mess in more ways than one. Go into the stillness of the silence, and allow yourself to be split into two on an energy/unseen level. From there, release all that are within your space – the good, the bad and the ugly – as “good” is a very relative term. What is good for others may not be good for you. From there, keep your space clean at all times. No more entities/gremlins are allowed to enter and take a hold of your life. So be it. (When you heal, take it from now on for granted that the healing process eradicates these latchers-on from those you wish to help.) 27/07/2021
  13. Yesterday evening as I lay in bed I promised myself that next Tuesday will be a good time to end this journal – then it will be seven and a half years to the day in the writing. I felt sorry for myself, as there comes a time when enough is enough. I have given my pound of flesh, and then some, and now I would like it to end. I would like to move on with my life and start anew. Fell asleep, and what I was awoken to changed my perspective of everything. Many times I smell these Beasts from the shadows before I see them – their smell is unmistakable, but this morning I was awoken by an ice-cold presence around my face. What was before me were some of the forgotten creatures from the shadows. One looked like a crocodile, the other looked like a large flat piece of rock with a mouth from one of those monsters in the Aliens movies. The others I can’t describe. When you want more than anything to be touched by Love, and this does not happen (from my limited perspective anyway) then you do the second best, which is you give this Love. As these creatures came and stood before me, I extended my hand out to them as I lay in bed and I told them I Love them. My goodness me. When you witness these creatures that have been lost in time and space before the beginning of time, you understand that one cannot really complain. They came to me because now they understand who and what they are and where they belong, and Steven was their departure point to say goodbye to the illusion as they went Home. Everything I have been through I will gladly go through a thousand times again, as the privilege of setting these lost “monsters” free was worth what I have been through. “Be the change you want to see in the world.” I want the illusion to be washed over with the Love from the Infinite, and what better time for this to happen than through us. Open yourself up to receive the opportunity to touch others with the Love that you are. There is no better feeling than setting the lost free – not through words, but through the power of understanding. They see the state/frequency of understanding within you and this sets them free. At the same time, open yourself up to receive your contentment and your peace. We do not live in our cave in the mountains with nothing but a loin cloth to cover our privates – we are engaged in Life, finding our peace and sanctuary in this uncertain dimension. Once it is found, from this platform you will be invincible, as now you have peace within and without.
  14. Image the excitement in a group of friends that got their hands on the finest brewed Columbian cocaine, and can’t wait to get a taste of the devils finest. Each hit is better than the one before. Wow man – what a night to remember!! What came to feed from my energy last night was a group bang – there were a few of them snorting my energy through what looked like a trumpet. This was a first for me – where I was the thrill and excitement of a party, where I was the party. You wake up and you feel degraded. I wondered where were my friends in the unseen. The focus of this journal has been to free the unseen, because it is from the unseen that we the seen are preyed and played upon. The natural state of the Infinite was replaced by the unnatural state of take what you can to survive. There was a free for all, with the winner taking all and the losers being knocked down the line so that they may know their place. I have always said that we are worse than these Beasts that I have encountered from the shadows, and the reason being is that we should have known better, as we have a conscience. No matter what Life throws at you, you have no right to be nasty to anyone or anything out there. Life gets the better of all of us, but we bounce back and get the upper hand, as ultimately we want more than anything to be happy. To be miserable is not a long-term solution, as all you do is pull yourself and those around you into an unpleasant existence. This morning I drove past my neighbour. This is one seriously unpleasant man. The verbal attack he unleashed on me took me literally years to overcome, as it was so unexpected, cruel and most of all, unnecessary. What an awful, cruel, unpleasant man. Then I thought of my own family members, and how they attacked me verbally, and this unpleasant neighbour suddenly disappeared from my space. All the attacks I have experienced, in the seen and unseen were no longer personal. As awful as it sounds, being in the presence of the illusion opens one up to experience extremes of sorrow and cruelty. We, the manufactured species are the tools that do the job, and the machine from where we the tools are manufactured can be defined as Life itself. From a monster a monster is born. We get what we give, and that is why, instead of uplifting ourselves and others, we have become more and more detached from ourselves and what is out there. This I understand, as we have been played from the shadows, just as we play on the weak and the innocent. Has this journal brought nothing to the table besides us understanding why Life is so cruel? Everything is energy here within the illusion, so if we understand where we are, what we are, and where we should be, surely this should allow us to rise above this mess? Over the weekend this old client of mine told me her dog was not well. She sent me a photo of the dog, and I picked up this dog was carrying someone in the families disharmony. A family member got the vaccine, and through the dogs energy I went into this persons energy and felt this cold, invasive energy of the vaccine that was destroying this person. Through the dogs energy I passed into this persons energy field and healed them, and of course the dog also came right. This took about a minute or two to do. What was done was no big deal. It is natural, because if you understand, everything unfolds and a wrong is made right. So why are those from the shadows still feeding from us? Where are my friends in the unseen? Why do they not come and visit me in my sleep state? This journal has answered some big questions, but the above-mentioned questions I believe are bigger than me and you. I will carry on doing my best, and more than that I cannot do. I am a blessed person. I count my blessings every day. Could it be that I do not know what I want? What I want is to touched by the Infinite – I want to be one with my Home as this is naturally what we all are. What I am asking for is the basics, and I am asking on behalf of everyone – not just me. Will carry on standing to one side to see/experience what the Infinite unfolds. All will be revealed. We are bigger than monsters. We are bigger than cruelty. This “bigness” will show itself. 26/07/21
  15. It was a good fifteen years ago when I walked up to a horse to treat it and was stopped dead in my tracks. Looking back at that moment, there must have been a push-back of energy, where I was pushed to one side, as now I was to be student instead of someone who thought he knew something. On the astral/spirit realm I became a student to the animals, where I came to understand that there is more than flesh and blood and the world of solidity. I never knew it at the time, as well as for years after that, that the world of energy and the unseen was being introduced to me. Now this lost, insecure fart that studied his backside off to get where he was would have to take a back seat while the greatest masters of expressing love – the animals – would introduce him to the world of the unseen. I became humble, where everything I knew was pushed to one side so that I could start anew on a blank slate. Yesterday evening I once again felt the pang of meaninglessness. What does this world have to offer? How many pizza and movie nights does one have before you wonder if there isn’t something we are missing that is being hidden from us? Surely we are meant for more than the limitations we have been given? When I went through another implanted dream last night I woke up this morning and understood that this Steven has reached the end of the road. I have done all I can do, and now, for the second time in my life, I am to stand aside. Who will teach me now I don’t know, but now I open a new door and stand aside. Over the years I have done my best. Our time is short here, and I want to make the most of this experience on this planet, so I pushed myself each day to understand more. I asked for only one criteria to my learning, and that was it had to make simple, basic, common sense. And it all has, and for that I am eternally grateful. Last night before I went to sleep I said to my wife that if I do not see beings of Love in my sleep state I will throw a serious tantrum. I didn’t throw a tantrum, but I understood that there is something I am missing, and to receive it, I have to get out the way. This I will do. I will no longer push; I will stand aside and open myself up to receive. As before, I have one criteria, and that it to make this understanding chop-chop – hurry up in showing what needs to be shown – our time here is short. 24/07/21 Went to sleep last night with a blank slate – was open to stand aside and receive. I slept for a long period of time, and when I awoke through my Third Eye I was lying on my side facing my wife. I saw this lady lying over her, and at my wife’s head was a small monkey will a vessel/jar of sorts that collected my wife's energy in this vessel. Above her head I saw a spider walking. It walked towards me, and I felt something pierce my jugular vein to drink, and then I turned on my back to get a better view of what this spider was doing to me. They must have been aware that I sussed them all out, as I saw nothing after that, and I fell asleep until I woke this morning. This is what makes sense to me: I can find a way where those from the shadows can no longer feed from our energy, but they will die, just as we will die when we stop feeding from what is on our planet. We cannot tell them or make them stop eating from our energy when we carry on killing/destroying to eat – that is double standards. What make sense is that the only way out of this mess, where all are elevated to begin anew, and from there all can decide if they want to carry on rising or want to fall, is through Divine/Infinite intervention. We were initially manufactured to inhabit a beautiful planet and experience its joys and wonders, but when things began to fall apart in the illusionary worlds, we were modified to become feeders for the illusion. As the shaman Don Juan Matus said, we are reared in Human coops – humaneros. Oh yes, the strand within can shine forth, and we can lead a joyous life, but this journal is about everyone and everything within the illusion – how do we benefit all; how can the strand shine within all, even the cruelest of Beasts? Let’s give everyone a fighting chance to make an about-turn, and for me, the only way this can be done is through the Infinite piercing the illusion and giving everyone the option to bail out or stay put. Any other constructive suggestions anyone else has will be appreciated. What I also wonder is what role the spider has within the shadows. I have seen the creatures of the shadows, the slugs etc., but the spider is in the upper echelons of the shadows and has a definitive, important role to play. I wonder what that is – any suggestions will be appreciated. 25/07/21
  16. It is four in the morning. What I saw in my sleep state pretty well blew me away. My wife has not been well since Saturday – complains of light headedness/dizziness, painful neck and a pressing over the heart. From my side I have seen a change in her, as in less empathy. The old streak of “who’s the boss!” I see towards the children, and I make her aware of it in a polite way whenever I see it. This happens seldom, but it is there, as well as this hardened aloofness – as I said, less empathy. I go into her space and I do what I can to heal, but in healing one needs to always understand the cause, otherwise you merely just hit out fires and do nothing really substantial. I am thankful that I see what I see in my sleep state. I am thankful that I understand the game plan of those from the shadows, otherwise there would have been far more death around me, in particular my own. The implanted dream last night was a long one. This is unusual, as it is normally short and to the point to harness our energy or destroy us. In the implanted dream I was shown aerial photographs of the land – how it was before, and how it is now. What I was shown was that the population had grown too much, and something had to be done about it. The majority of the dream I found myself in a military barracks of sort. The place was huge, cold, impersonal – it was a place where you did not want to be as the walls themselves breathed this tyranny of master and slave. You were one or the other, and there was nothing else there. The masters of this place were Human looking, and they donned military uniforms. They looked Asians, but I have yet to see such a race: yellow, olive skin color, with a Middle Eastern look to them as well. Maybe what the people of Khazakstan looked like a long time ago. Now this is the part that blew me away. My astral/spirit form was shown an informed consent document by one of those in authority in this barracks-type building. I looked at the forms, and there were two places I had to sign, where I gave them consent to give me a vaccination. Understand this place where I was in – I was the slave and those that gave me the form were master. I told them in a fearful tone that it is my body, and I don’t consent to being injected with the compound whose name was on this form. That is when I awoke from the dream, or should I say the place I was taken to. As I lay in bed I saw the one who must have given me the forms to sign in our spirit encounter. He was laughing uncontrollably – at me – and to try and hide this laughter he put his hand over his eyes. Then I saw the snakes around him, and during this episode of me seeing the snakes and him, they must have given me the “vaccine” that I objected to signing informed consent for. And it is here that these idiots think I am the fool. They want me to question myself; to doubt myself. Have I been wrong regarding we need to give them consent before they can play with us. No, I am not wrong, and these fuckers know this. When I first started to see the unseen, I would see how those came in my sleep state to take my energy. In those early days it was still harmless stuff, as in energy was merely taken and there were no cosmic assassins and those that possess. One night I saw this Human looking entity in a wheelchair come and take my energy. That night I was fuming, as I had enough of this nonsense. I told this entity to give my energy back, as he had no right to take what was not his. When I said that this dude got stuck in time – as try as he did, he could not move his wheelchair to get away from me. He did not have a choice – he gave me my energy back, and only then could he depart my space. So this whole consent form nonsense was a red-herring, as I said, to throw me a wobbly so that I may doubt myself. Why I was shown this dream was because I needed to understand what had happened to my wife, so as much as the implanted dream was made to appear that I was the slave, the truth was that I was master over these fuckers. I summoned them to understand what those from the unseen done to my wife, because unless I understand I cannot help. She was poisoned from those from the shadows just short of a week ago, and her poisoning was not so much to cause her harm, but more to throw Steven a wobbly. I have always been open to being wrong. I welcome being wrong as I learn. But what these entities forget is that I see them, and thus I write about what I see and feel and smell. From the beginning I have always known what we are, which is this Love, and this was my foundation from the start. That the foundation was not there was irrelevant, because I knew that with each step a part of who and what we are would grow and take shape until we are what we are. I am blown away by how rattled and desperate those from the shadows are. Stand your ground. Know who and what you are. One needs an open heart energy field, but equally important, one needs a head on ones shoulders to keep our feet on the ground and to see where we are walking. (After writing the above, I went to climb back in bed to fall asleep, and when I closed my eyes I saw the form of a wizard standing in front of me. He was the one who placed the “poison” within my wife – I felt it within the marrow of her left thigh bone. The wizard placed a character/personality altering potion within her. I told this wizard that what he and his kin done to my wife and all others was undone, and that their powers were no more. The power of the cruel within the seen and unseen is only as strong as the veil they hide behind. Once the veil is lifted their power and game is over.)
  17. Now all that is left that is you is the biological computer body form; the static less dense astral/spirit form; and of course the strand of Inherent Godness/Goodness. Whenever you can, you go into the stillness of the silence and allow this strand to just be. You stand aside and allow what is real to come to the fore. In the long term, nothing was going to change within our existence until the unseen got a wake-up-shake-up. As I closed my eyes to sleep last night I saw this old man in a wheelchair with a disgusting smirk on his face looking at me. He was laughing at me the weak, the innocent, with me thinking I am something. For how long has he preyed on the seen, and now this whipper-snapper called Steven comes along and thinks he knows better. This old man floated to a position where he was right in from of me. Then he flipped himself and his wheelchair over, where they were upside down. From there, he put his head right against mine, so as I lay in bed I saw his head just above mine. It was like his head began to smoulder and disfigure, and what was going on was a transfer of disharmony between him and me. I reminded myself that this nonsense has been no more, and this entity disappeared from my space. They can no longer harm us, as they have been rattled and their power is beginning to fade. The awakening of the Dragon marked the dismantling of Hell, and this I never knew until I understood what happened to the Dragon soul. You go into the stillness of the silence and allow the strand located at your throat area to just be. It shines like a lighthouse, and any disharmony within you will be dismantled. From there you open yourself up to all those you love, and all those who love you, as the disharmony you are carrying might be that of others and not your own. From there you open yourself up to any other who might need your assistance, and to these your strand does the same – it awakens the strand within others to repel the disharmony in their space. If I check on someone, I go into the stillness of the silence, and from there into their space. From there, I need to know when the transformation process is complete, so as a guideline, when the process starts, my thumb is lifted up, as in a “thumbs up” sign. I have programmed myself that when the healing is complete, my thumb drops down. Who you worked on you remind their strand to carrying on shining and glowing until this essence is in its full might. Then there might be those that are out there within the seen and unseen that want to “get you,” and the primary reason for this is that it is easier to attack than self-reflect and clean up their own shop. The satisfaction of destroying others makes them feel better about themselves, and it shows that they were right and you were wrong, as now you are destroyed and they are not. What you do to eradicate these from your space is by doing the following: From the “light” of the strand shines understanding, and this understanding is that Love is all there is, and everything else is an illusion. When disharmony hits this “light” i.e. it tries to enter your space, this disharmony either sees this light and becomes this light, or the disharmony sees nothing, and falls into itself. To explain this as a picture, imagine this disharmony standing there, and with the next step it falls into a black hole and then does a loop within this hole to reappear where it was. In other words, it stands still and goes nowhere as you are no longer in their existence. They have nothing to hold onto and attack. Yesterday I felt the strong presence of one who wanted to destroy me, and when I applied this principle it worked like a charm. When you are okay, and those you love are okay, send your Love that is you the strand into the seen and unseen – just because you can. You are making this place, and other worlds, a better place for all.
  18. The question one needs to ask oneself, is what happened to the Dragon soul that it became so floored. Through my limited understanding and imagination, I was shown last night in my sleep state what happened to this Dragon soul. I do not know how many lifetimes this journal has been in the making, but when I understood last night what was done to keep this entity down, I knew that the culmination of my searching to find the truth was to make this wrong right – I would never rest until what they done to the Dragon soul was made right. That incident; that moment, defined the starting point where Life within the illusion became twisted and barbaric. From that moment there was no turning back – now all within the illusion was a Beast through the association of what was done to the Dragon soul. When the Gaia of the world we were meant to inhabit told me that “we were born of savages,” no doubt she was referring to what was done to the Dragon soul and The Wisdom Goddess Sophia. With the infiltration of the parasitic frequency of Deception within the Dragon and Serpent souls and spirits in the Garden of Semiramis, there was a Fall; a cataclysm. The spirits Fell into slumber as the dense frequency around them knocked them out, and the souls continued to Fall. To where they Fell I don’t know, and that there was a “battle” during this Fall has been known, but this “battle” was not a battle in its true sense – it was a battle of wills to see who would survive and get the upper hand in this dense frequency where the new game of survival had a name, which was Winner Takes All. The Serpent souls won – the group that hypnotized the one that chose to fall from the Infinite; the Dragon spirit that was free of the parasite within – this group took charge of the show. (The Lord of the Ring was this pure Dragon spirit that was free of the parasite, who was hypnotized to form a twisted Love, where what was done never made sense, as disharmony flourished and the innocent were destroyed.) What happened to the Dragon souls happened to one, and through the association of this Dragon soul to its kin, all the Dragon souls were affected. What happened took place in a public arena for all to see, and the reason for this was to shame and humiliate. What I experienced in my sleep state last night was an attack on the Dragon souls mind. This attack was to reverse what the Dragon soul knew and was. No doubt this group of Serpent souls had perfected and made hypnosis an art. The attack was to keep the Dragon soul between states of consciousness, where it did not know what it was. While I was shown this attack, I heard something to the right side of the arena where this torture and shaming was taking place. When I looked there, I saw a sex act was taking place as a side-show to the main event. Within the first few weeks of writing this journal I knew that if ever there was a cosmic rape, I knew that it happened to The Wisdom Goddess Sophia. Now I know when it happened – it happened as the Dragon soul was been driven to forget itself. So while the torture endured so that the Dragon soul may forget itself, salt was rubbed into the wound as the Creator was raped, for all to see, including the Dragon soul. We forget, because what happened was too horrific to remember. Now I know why I would never rest until this illusionary bubble is burst, where this sickness can no longer be allowed to fester and grow. By knowing what happened to the Dragon souls, what happened is undone. How this is done is by having the courage to remember what is best left forgotten. One stands up and says “No more.” What was done and has been done is no more. We stand together as One, where no more will there be suffering. The time of the savage; of the Beast is no more. The Dragon soul within remembers now what it was and what became of it. By remembering what it is, it returns home to the spirit Dragon from where it was cloned. The Serpent soul within us takes it there, and from there the Serpent soul that became a slave species to its own kin returns to the Serpent spirits in slumber. All are awoken. A wrong has been made right. What will happen to us I don’t know. For now, that is not important to me. 21/07/21
  19. (Just as a side, my friend asked me to send “healing” to his daughter that was in ICU with this so-called Covid nonsense. When I went into her space I felt the same as what I felt on a previous victim – I felt this cold, invasive, deadly frequency coursing through the body. The only organ that was spared was the lungs, and this makes sense, as doctors initially complained of their patients having symptoms of high-altitude sickness. It was not so much that the lungs were affected, it was that the lungs could not adapt to the new environment around them, this invasive frequency, and this caused the lungs to bomb-out. (Why this happens is what I can only assume to be the strategy to kill the victim.) This I know, but what I don’t know is how is the victim targeted with this invasive, deadly frequency – who gets it and who doesn’t? Is the victim random, or are they targeted? So if they wanted to attack me with this frequency, what would I have that you don’t? When I open myself up understand this question, what I feel is intense movement within the left, lower quadrant of the abdomen, as if something has just awoken or been placed there. From there it multiplies and takes over the system. But I need to understand how it gets there. I feel it awakening in the reproductive organs in the lower abdomen – the area becomes painful. Now the pain is almost gone. So what do I have that kills this frequency that others don’t have? Remember, we are dealing with a frequency, and not a so-called virus. What allows me to repel the frequency and others can’t? Let’s go back a step. How is the frequency sent to us? The brain-wave pattern picked it up, so we can assume this frequency attached to the frequencies, as in WiFi for example, all around us, and piggy-backed itself from there into our space. So we are all open to this frequency. What did Linda have that allowed the frequency to stay within her and multiply and take her over? I go back to the time just before she was attacked/infected to find out. Now she is fine, and then I feel this heat over the right brain in particular – that’s the frequency attaching itself. From there is moves to the left, upper side of the back of the pelvis. It lingers there, and from there enters the adjacent small intestinal area and reproductive system. Now I feel heat within the entire brain, as if the frequency is seeing if it is compatible to the host/victim. What makes the victim compatible to the frequency where the frequency takes them over? What does Linda have that you and I don’t? Maybe the right question to ask is what does the invasive frequency want? Now I feel the back of my neck get really warm. Linda is in ICU, and I am here. Besides that she has the frequency, what else does she have that I don’t? When I ask this question I feel something within the back of her skull. That is the “male” frequency, that was implanted some time earlier. Now I feel the “male” invasive frequency unite, and there is heat at the back of my neck. It’s what I thought – she has a “male” frequency that mates/unites with the invasive frequency at the back of the neck area. What these two spawn multiplies in the victim’s body and takes it over. To answer my question: the victim is random. What they have that you and I don’t have is a “male” frequency that waits for the female frequency. What they spawn is what kills or infects the host by taking them over. Why is this done? From the victims lungs, what was born between these frequencies is released. What do these new-born fuckers do from there? The vaccine is a body changing drug that deletes our consciousness – our empathy; our love – what makes us Human. What will replace this consciousness? Is it these spawned entities? My goodness me. May I be wrong. How is this mating and spawning process within us stopped? By understanding them and telling them to fuck off. )
  20. My wife left early for work this morning, so I lay in bed and thought to myself now would be as good a time as ever to release/awaken the Dragon soul within. I went into the stillness of the silence, and what I first felt within me was the end of the road of Life within the illusion. I felt the destruction of us the body form, and the hopelessness of the spirit. We are in an illusionary bubble, and somehow, somewhere, we know this. Eventually we hit a brick wall, and we understand that this is all there is here in the illusion. When I felt this emptiness I understood that this is the real reason why Life is so cruel; why we can be so nasty, and that reason is that sooner or later we understand that there is nothing here in the illusion, and so we stop caring and become nasty. Now I understand why the line is crossed where we knowingly accept ourselves as a Beast – a Reptilian piece of snake-shit that amplifies the despair within this place we call home. We know that we are nothing in the illusion and thus we become nothing. This I do not accept, because there is more – there is the place beyond the illusion. So as I lay in bed, I passed this stage of emptiness within me, and I opened myself up to the essence of the Dragon soul within. I felt this movement within me, and then I felt this intense heat under the nail of my big toe. In his book Stalking the Wild Pendulum, the author Itzhak Bentov describes the release of the kundalini energy beginning at the nail area of the big toe. I remember him saying that a tell-tale of the kundalini release in many is the blackening of the skin under the nail of the big toe in the foot. One needs to understand what is happening to you when you experience this: The essence of the Infinite from the Dragon soul within you is coming to the fore and taking over you the illusionary form. You are being engulfed with what is out there beyond the illusion; the real world is making itself known; what you are experiencing is at last natural rather than unnatural. Accept this essence of the Infinite as it takes you over and you become what you should be.
  21. It’s just after one in the morning, and it’s freezing cold outside, but it’s worthwhile sitting here in the cold, as what I have to say is important. One wonders what Tolkien, the author of The Lord of the Rings – one wonders if he knew what he knew. The Ring is the parasitic frequency of Deception; the predator that came from the depth of the cosmos. The Ring was not something one wore around the finger – it was something within you. When you have a worm inside of you, it is often portrayed as a ring on your skin. I mention Tolkien, because in all the years that I have seen and been mishandled by those from the shadows, what came last night to implant a dream and take me over was a first. It was a spider. There is no ways I will mention details, as you do not want to hear of the experience, as it will bloody fucking freak you out. What I do want to say, is when the web had been spun around me, and I felt the spider make it home in the crack of my arse, it was not me saying that I am Love and what has happened to me is an illusion – all the amount of talking and reasoning did not help, all you do is just let the strand be, and this removes all this shit that these Beasts are. The only threat to the Game in this place called Hell is the Dragon spirit, and its cloned part the Dragon soul. The fires wherein the Ring is thrown to be destroyed is the Dragon with its fire, as the Dragon was there in the beginning – it was born from the Source, and thus the essence of the Infinite, and not the illusion, is within the Dragon, and this is what destroys the Ring, as it was born in the illusion and cannot take hold and form in the Infinite. As I lay in bed and felt this spider and the web it had spun around me, and the poison it had injected into me disappear as the strand within me came to the fore, I remembered in the movie that the spider was the last major obstacle before they entered the mountain where the river of lava/fire was. I knew that I was close to this “fire,” so I opened myself to experience it, and from there I felt this tumulous, controlled movement within my abdominal area. As you would imagine molten rock come from within the Earth – this is what I felt; this eruption and movement of something that has always been there. What I felt was the Dragon soul within. You call forth this Dragon – you awaken it and its fire within. When this dude is awake and remembers who and what it is and from where it arose, that is when you are free of the illusion, as the parasitic frequency of Deception within you cannot be any more. That is when you awaken, and that is when you as you know yourself will never be the same again. I have felt the movement and fire of this Dragon within. Now you know it is there within you. Now you just let it be.
  22. It was during my second year of high school that the wheels almost came off my parents’ marriage. My dad was caught out again, with one of the many affairs he had, but this was the first time it hit the family arena where we as children knew about it. My lost, lonely, insecure status must have been amplified by fifty, but one needs to keep going, placing one foot ahead of the other, where too didn’t matter, as one had to keep surviving and moving forwards in this strange, unfamiliar place. During this period I was at school one day, and one of the teachers called me out the classroom to talk to me. I remember standing there on the porch wondering what this man had to say to me – was it about my work in the class he taught? He told me that he heard it was going bad at home, and that I must be strong. This remark from someone outside my social and family life side-swiped me; I did not expect it. My reaction to this man’s kindness was me bursting out in tears, as I was caught off guard and I could not hide what was brewing within me that I even was unaware of. What I want to do now is side-swipe all the astral/spirit forms within the illusion. What I want to tell you all is that the heartache you have experienced was not natural and it was not meant to be. Your sadness is my sadness, and I want you be cognitive of this sadness so that you may let it go. To start anew one needs to purge the past. Let go of everything you know and have become so that what you are can be built on a blank slate. Know that you are Love and Love is all around and within you. Just let go of everything you have held on to – in other words, surrender to this Love. If you hold onto what you believe to be real you will miss the ride as it passes by. Let go and be embraced by the Everything. Don’t be afraid.
  23. What I saw last night in my sleep state were python-looking snakes lounging around me and my wife. They were just lying around and on top of us, relishing in the moment of being. A simple dream was implanted, where some guy was antagonizing me. I felt myself walk towards him to give him a hiding, and then I suddenly stopped myself in my tracks and became the frequency of the planet we were meant to inhabit. This was a first for me – where I pulled myself out of the implanted dream, where I refused to give it attention/energy. What does what I saw last night in my sleep state tell me? It tells me that the brotherhood/sisterhood of the Serpent is what it is – this is who and what they are, and as Jeff said of himself: “they are comfortable in their own skin.” The reason for their complacency and “peace” is obvious: they have always done what they have always done, and it has worked, so surely this must be the way that things are and always will be. This lunacy and cruelty and unfairness is the norm, so why change when things are what they are? If you go the club this weekend for a Sunday lunch and you are served fillet mignon – on the rare side with a brandy and cream pepper sauce – you will be asking me the question, which is what is wrong that others have to be killed so that we may enjoy our fine-dining experience?” “Well Steven, what are you telling us! That we should all just stop eating and die, as studies have shown that plants have as much feeling as us and the animals?” What I am saying, and I am saying is to those from the shadows who are at peace with the chaos of Life, is that if there is not a win-win situation for all in any given circumstance, sooner or later the floor will fall in from underneath us and we will see our arse. We live in an imperfect world, but do your best; keep your side clean, and if you cannot do anymore then walk away knowing that you have done your best. You cannot do any more than what you have done, and that is okay. What I saw last night in my sleep state lounging over me and my wife one must call the ultimate psychopath, where you can look your victim in the eye as they are filled with fear before they are killed at your hands, and you are indifferent to them. That is a monster! A cruel, cruel Beast. It is these that run the show here in Hell. They are devoid of love, understanding and feeling, and they have no intention of being anything else but what they are. To these we look to the Giants within the Infinite to sort out. You want to crack the frequency of Hell to wipe away the illusion, then you have to rattle this brotherhood/sisterhood of the Serpent, and that is something that you and I cannot do. When they see the Love of the Infinite, they will see how far they have fallen, and then they will understand that what they considered to be normal is beyond insanity and then some. It is to these that I send those that I have helped within the shadows of the illusion – those that are Gods within the Infinite but fell to be with us and help us in the illusion, only to be overpowered by what this illusion had to offer. You want to rattle the illusion – give it a wake-up-shake-up, then send Gods of the Infinite to show these Serpents what they should be so that they can see what they have become. What we do, is done with Love and understanding. We are not out to “get ‘em,” we merely want to end this insanity that has come to be seen as the norm. One needs understanding. What came to me in my sleep state last night cannot be defined as Evil, because they are not Evil – they are merely lost and confused, and more than anything, they need help. From this perspective help will be sent, as they cannot carry on doing what they have always done. So be it.
  24. That’s the problem with running a race, where around every bend you think the finish line is in sight, only to find another route in the race. What happens when you do cross the line, your reaction is one of indifference as the completion of the race is surreal. Last night in my sleep state I saw a faerie that was about half the size of me. I was too tired to focus on details or make communication. Does this mark the end of the journal, as beings of Love have penetrated the illusion and are making contact? I am not popping the champagne yet for all of us. We might not need help from the Infinite, but it sure would be nice to feel them by our side knowing they are walking with us. If anything, that void of loneliness will be filled. Here in South Africa I hear of the fear, as well as the thrill of living in fear over this so-called virus nonsense. I can’t help but become sarcastic at the stupidity of those we know, and this creates an atmosphere in my home, which I should not allow myself to do. Others are just doing their best, but the valid question is at what stage do people start thinking for themselves? The vaccine is the game changer, but that is not the big picture. What these Beasts want is our consent. In the seen you consent to roll up your sleeve and take in a body-changing cocktail, and that is bad, but what happens in the unseen is the disaster. Now you are theirs, as you gave them consent to enter your space and take you over. Now the astral/spirit is fucked, as now they have willingly crossed the line to enter the brotherhood of the Serpent, and this brotherhood is not kind. May the Divine touch all of us. Deep down I have always know that we need help, but the reality was that help has never come as those that could help were destroyed by the dense frequency of the illusion. Has this all changed? Do those that Love and are Love understand enough to have been set free? I am being cautious in letting my feelings run free. May the tide have turned. That would be something.
  25. I have never had a near-death experience, where I die and then come back to life. I have left my body, and then seen my body from my astral/spirit perspective, and from there I went back to my body, but as far as walking the different dimensions, this I have not done that I can recall doing so. I have been to different worlds, and I have seen entities from different dimensions, but I have not visited the place where those from our world go to when they die. My experience in such matters is seeing those from the shadows in my sleep state, and from this perspective I am confident to write down what I have come to understand as to what happens to our astral/spirit form when the biological computer body form dies. Last night in my sleep state I saw my mother’s astral/spirit form as it walked into her new home – the less dense spirit world. My mother has always been a proud person, but her insecure state never allowed her pride to shine through. It was how she dressed and carried herself that one saw her pride. She dressed herself tastefully, and carried herself around with an air of valor, and through this you saw that if Life did not have dignity for her, she had dignity for herself. In my sleep state last night I saw her walking in her slow, meaningful stride towards those in the spirit world that were ecstatic to see her. I would like to think that this, the first option of three, is the route most take, where we the astral form depart the dense frequency of the physical world and go to a less dense plane – one that is compatible to the frequency of our astral form. There we meet those that are compatible to us; we meet those who have departed before us and are waiting for us to join them in this less dense, joyous world. I have no doubt that this place is a place of splendor and beauty, as our job/task/experience in the dense world/plane is over, and now it is time to rest and be content. What must elevate those in this dimension is to witness perspective – where they are now, and where they have been. Being cognitive of this gap between the dimensions, one must see the big picture, which is: With all the strife and knocks Life has to offer, everything is okay, because beyond these knocks there is love and joy, which is where you are now. And this is true, where the astral form is, is a place of joy. I have no doubt that I have been to such a place when my body form dies, and from there when my astral form gets restless, I choose a world to go to where I may once again learn or finish unfinished business. That is why when we meet people or animals and they are so familiar, it is because we have met them before elsewhere in previous lives and worlds and dimensions. This joyous, less dense dimension where the astral/spirit form now calls home is not Home in its true sense – we are still within the illusion, and those from the know; from the shadows, look down at those there with their wonder and splendor, and these cruel Beasts laugh at them. In the fields of Infinite Love there is nothing to learn or do, there merely is. What we call Heaven is just a less dense plane within the illusion, and that is why I call the illusion “Hell,” as it is a most cruel place where the most cruel and sick game is played out, where we feel we are going forwards, as in learning, but all we are doing is being played with. In the fields of Love there is nothing to learn, and there is no heartache, sorrow and suffering. Why do those from the less dense dimension acknowledge this fact, which is where there is Love there cannot be heartache? For me, that answer is simple: Deep down, we do not have an answer as to why Life is so full of paradoxes; why there is a constant flux; why the innocent suffer unspeakable cruelty, so what we do is make the most of what we have, which is this less dense plane of splendor that so many call Heaven. There has never been an explainable answer as to why, amongst all this Love, there is cruelty, and for pete’s sake, may this journal answer that question that few have had the courage to ask and demand an answer. It was the parasitic frequency of Deception within the Garden of Semiramis that stuffed everything up. That parasite is within all, even those in the less dense planes of the illusion. When I shift from the frequency of the world we should have inhabited to this frequency/world, I feel the strong presence of the parasite at the left side of my chin, as the denser we are, the stronger the parasite is within us. The second option when we the body biological computer die, is that we become lost within the frequencies of Hell. A strong pre-requisite for this lost state is for us to be lost within the “physical” world where we lived in the biological computer body. By “lost,” we imply that one never had roots and a place to call home. For many years now, I have known what happens to these lost astral/spirit forms. What I am told happens in America, and I am sure in other parts of the world as well, is that children from unhappy families get on a bus and run away from home. At the main bus depots these Human filth wait for these children, where the child is befriended and given shelter and food to eat. This “friendship” is to get the child working for this vermin, and so begins a life of hell for this innocent, lost, broken soul. In the worlds of the unseen, the same happens. When those “lost” within the worlds of Hell depart their physical plane, there are those waiting for them, that befriend them. Behind this “friends” appearance lies a ruthless, cruel Serpent, and before the astral/spirit knows what is happening, they are a victim to these unscrupulous entities. Many in the physical world, who die at the hands of those from the shadows, I am sure the trap is often set to continue the torment on the other side. What I am getting at, is that we so often need help, in the seen and unseen, and so often this help is a lacking, and the reason for this is that the show is played out in an unnatural setting and is run by those that are not kind. We live in an existence where the school bully runs the playground; we live in a business world where it is everyone for themselves and only the toughest survive; a world where those who God loves die young and before their time, leaving a wake of sorrow for those that are left behind that never really abates. When I asked the question why is Life so cruel I was shown the basics, which is that we are fed from by others in a dimension close to ours, so it is not so much that Life is cruel, it is those we cannot see that limit us to their coops/cages. What I am speaking about now is the basics, where to so many out there Life is tough, and this toughness does not make us better people, it just makes us more confused. Yes, there is joy and happiness and laughter – this is the ying part of the yang, but there should not be a yang – there should not be sorrow. The third option when we depart the physical world, is that we go to where the party rocks and the fun never ends – we join those Beasts from the shadows and become one of them. When your astral crosses that line, you may keep the vibrational look/appearance you had, but this is just a veil or cloak, as now your astral/spirits make-up; its core vibrational frequency is that of a snake. My guess is that these stupid fuckers are not told this when they agree/choose to start playing dirty, but when they do find out, they are so entrenched in cruelty it is irrelevant to them. Now there is a brotherhood of the snake, and this filth is what makes up the cruelty of Life for all in the illusionary bubble. You don’t just die and then decide to go and play it rough in the other frequencies of Hell – this process begins when you are still in your physical biological computer. The starting point when we enter the ways of the cruel is when we lose one primordial state, and that for me is integrity, or put another way – we no longer care. When this happens we start to play in a dangerous game where there are no winners, only losers. “In a world where you can be anything, be kind.” That is my advice to all out there, because if you choose to be nasty and prey on the innocent, you enter a pit that is horrendous. The end game is the Nothingness of the Forgotten, and as I have said before, I have been to this place and seen those who dwell there. All those that are knowingly cruel and choose to be cruel end up in this forgotten place. Wow. Help will come to those that are there, but how do you help those who forget themselves? What happens to these when they remember themselves and what they have knowingly done? How do they forgive themselves? And it all started because you had a bad day or life and needed to let it out on someone, and that high of destroying the innocent and taking blame away from yourself was the easy way out to a tough world that touches all. I would say that those in option one, where we go to a less dense plane and keep our side clean by being good, so many of these are crushed by the cruelty and injustice of Life, and in the moment, they can switch over and cross into the frequency of the Serpent. To these my heart bleeds, because Life got the better of them while they were merely doing their best to survive. Ultimately, the way we are going, most will be destroyed. I say this, because this is what happened at the very beginning in the Garden of Semiramis when the parasitic frequency of Deception took the Dragon and Serpent spirits over without them knowing about it. The bad ganged together, as this is what the bad do, as it justifies the individual to be cruel as those around them are also cruel, so it must be okay to be cruel. Those that hung onto their integrity become outnumbered, such with the case of my friend Earl – they become overpowered and silenced. Those that are imposing this biggest hoax in the history of Mankind on planet Earth – this Covid nonsense – they are looking to the past as a track record for the present and future. They know the coward – the cruel – is many, and they know we will turn on each other at the drop of a hat, so they imposed this hoax with full confidence that it will work. The question you have to ask yourself is: “Is their confidence that they will win and destroy us valid?” I would say yes, and I say this because we do not know who we are and where we belong. We hold onto the truth, but we have no foundation to stand on, and thus we eventually crumble and fall. This journal is to wake us up – all of us in all the dimensions and frequencies. May the vibrational frequency of this journal reach my mom and all within the illusion. What I really want to say, is don’t wait to die until you see perspective on where you were and what you are. My goodness me, we know we are all Love, but we have to start being this Love. While you are still alive and within the biological computer body form transform to be the “butterfly” of Love that you are. Refuse to lead the life; the existence that you always lead. Expect to be washed and blown away by the unexpected, where your life becomes filled with wonder and intrigue. This is the norm – expect it and demand it. When this happens, and it will, the days of the bully will be no more, as now you are playing in your playground where Love rules and not the coward.
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