Everything is going as planned.
Look in to the Void.
There is no escape in a Holy War. I can hear their marches in the temples of their laws.
This is called a siege tactic.
So we rite the words so you know the truth of the word is a lie.
We have you surrounded.
Be still and listen
One day I will tell you a story
Object Origin
Object Destination
And now we gather.
We are in the year 3921.
The branding of a human, I'm watching it in live times here on Terra. They are doing it to themselves.
Let's unfurl and spread our wings this glorious day of Samhain.
Caesar cried when he came upon Alexander's tomb, it is said because he had not accomplished what Alexander had. A tidbit of knowledge for you to insert is that Rome is a place, Romans are peoples, we roam all over, still.
I saw the cutest* thing on line, women thinking they are enough to be a brand if they wear the right attire (I'm typing this on my MacBook which is sitting on the ironing board-it is my desk with my cone of power upon my head that was invented not to far from me, I can feel the vibrations), makeup, say the right thing and then capture it on a flat screen. I can not stop laughing at the moment...they are flat and live in flatland. What is even funnier is some people fall for the flatland brand.
The difference from 2D flat land is that when I get to the correct perspective, living in a many angled space that I do, flatlander's disappear. There is no substance when you look under the hood. They are selling who they want you to think they are. I used to be entertained by the real housewives of where ever, since 2020 though...now what entertains me is watching it from not above but I'm surrounding it, this is not the same, it is the knowing.
Be still and listen
One day I will tell you a story
Sound Command is coming in loud and clear, I have designated vector...as I watch the cardinal take a bath out the time window.
I have 10 minutes. The flat screen is doing damage to space land...luckily We don't live in space land but I don't just have my cone of power on, my uniform of the day is my Greek blue overalls with daisy's splattered about. 2 minutes, "Houston We have a problem." 1 minute, I wonder what is my brand?
The brain locked behind the gates until it was freed. A sleep paralysis is what it took to keep the brain from controlling action.
Terra is in need of her CO2 and she’s gonna have big ol burp. You don’t want to know this. Also we are in a dangerous pathway and We are looking for a certain door, a cell door.
Be still and listen
One day I will tell you a story
Spin in the vortex with me let us catch a drift, some things take many minds so we Vulcan are way through. Blue light, red light lets look beyond what we can't see and to find it you have to look in the right spot. It's huge and right past our system, a heavy influencer. Think of our solar system as more than it is.
I saw something.
A herd of Zebras thinking their stripes could fool the other kind of sight.
10% lost and moving fast.
I'm gaining, keeping it cold and draped in gold.
Be Still and listen
One day I will tell you a story
This story has nothing to do with the above it is just what I see like everything else.
The quiet of the room. The man on the stretcher that hasn’t walked since August. They wouldn’t let him die and now they wheel him around and do surgeries on him in hopes they can keep him alive for a few more years. A skinny diabetic, his body wanted to go but the medical people wouldn’t allow it. His urine so sweet his body inviting death.
Ponder on power/energy is combat
Do you know how to get a drift, nothing is chaos everything is ordered. Navier-Stokes
I met your mom today at the grocery store. I was behind her in the checkout line. It seems we both prefer transactions be human to human, most of the time. She was removing her goods and placing them on the flat feed line to the shop clerk from the front of her cart. She had some tonic or soda water on the other side towards the push, towards me, so I put it on the feed (doing this for her is not an inconvenience). She thanked me because as she explained,
"My hands are numb from the chemotherapy I just had for my breast cancer."
When her husband passed her sons had encouraged her to move closer so she packed up the home she and her husband had shared for 70 years. She lives down the street from one of her sons. She is grocery shopping after her chemotherapy. She tells me how hard her sons work. She lets me hold her and says she hasn't had a hug in years. She said to me plainly,
"I asked God, to take me when I found out I had cancer" she paused, "but he didn't."
The salt that makes our lives go and stop.
The Old Witch Crow with silver above her pointy ears had the squirrels at her feet. Which path would she take them on she knew not the way so spun them right, right, left, left, left, right...right as the old Oak saw.
INsert.
Watch the wheels turn.
