We

 

Go

Hey, Neighbor

 

There I was in an emotional state of thinking

Anger

Is not

Hate

Why do people feel anger? 

In the good old USSA we are supposed to be a constitutional republic with representatives that are supposed to speak with our voice. We don't have that.

How many city council electees or mayor stories are there where they are feckless citizens that either think they know better because they were elected (repeat, we elect a representative to speak with our voice) and do what they want or aren't really elected just selected would be more like it.

It might make people angry if we all agreed on some laws and then the elected decided not to enforce those laws putting regular Marsha, Martha, and Mary in harms way.

The saddest part of the story is that these people that represent* citizens are your neighbors that you have to live with and be kind towards while they add another fee to something and another camera to an intersection to film the crime, not stop it, or another housing area while they pipe your recycled sewage to your home for you to drink. 

Hey, neighbor. 

Follow the money and find the truth....and then what...we keep hearing the same stuff...

Don't do anything. Say it out loud...but don't do anything, protest peacefully?

Be still and listen

One day I'll tell you a story

The pharmaceutical companies and those that sell the poison? Be kind...it's just their job. 

The politicians...just doing their job.

The fda, the cdc, the first, the, the, the

...as I see more and more and more and more...

Shadow of the Beast

 

The serpents tongue flirted with the air

droplets of wax on the floor, one, two, three

candle flame left of before

heat from deep

in through the mind

waves escape and gather late

Last year at this time

I was whispering words

shedding my life tears

in ancient forgotten places

where a gift of a fig 

quenched my thirst 

for an old place of birth. 

Today I watched the shadow of the beast move before me, the sun at my back to the west I saw.

May God forgive us all. 

Metal Age

 

Holy Golden pages reflect harvest rules

A stage of metal age the end thy will be done

getting brighter as days wain thin

it's strange this place of liminal space

viewed through glass as time stands still

black and white upon the wall

specters of past rule the hours

where time stands still past is the future

the now in the glass standing still

the floor looks back crimson red 

eyes of green stare behind your head

worry not there should be no thought

it is now what was

Zodiac

 

Fur at her feet warmth on her neck sun brought forth before her

she felt the molecules melt under her feet, moving just above the snow draped ground

the entry was of stone and ivy intertwined

tracing her way down the stone steps she could hear the bubble and the trouble of the river Styx

the cool air always there in the lighted path ways through time

her zodiac did wait to move her through and about

Cardinals and blue birds all sing the song

come one come all

the game is on 

she heard the old ladies voice, caw caw caw

Badge of Honor

 

The sky above did show the way through paths of clouds where matter formed

whhhoooosh go by oh what was that

Maxwell Azzerello outside the Trump trial in New York City

April 19th Plant City Florida, some guy in Publix sets himself on fire

there was another the other day

Sept 11, this year, a guy outside the four seasons in Boston

Sept 16, Matt Nelson outside the Israeli Consulate in Boston

I was looking up all the self immolation of late, not for fun, it's one of my gauges.

Just a real quick reality check for the folxk in the back of the room that just want to go along to get along and then run to their therapist because someone said something they didn't want to hear within their vicinity or yours. 

You See, you say we have a mental health issue in the west but that is not what we have, vast swaths of our population are being fed certain stories via their personality tests at the beginning of this charade, every question answered or choice made showed the system what to put in front of you as they move the Overton window over just a bit more and defenestrate you or you jump voluntarily, and then over some more. The Overton window of wrong is little lies you and others tell yourself. 

Hang with me through this, I'm going some where and I want to take you with me...into the extreme

I recall someone saying to me the other day, I'm paraphrasing and this statement was directed at me, "You take everything to the extreme." It was in regards to a moment like this when I try as hard as I might to whisper into your soul, 

if you wonder what is wrong with people and why their mental state might be such a disaster, well, this is why you aren't supposed to lie....when people are constantly lying to themselves, being lied too, being lied about it, it can cause great distress in the firing of neurons and can and may be the reason we have malfunctions in our system management (besides the jab). You know this is correct. How do you correct it when only you control you? 

This is why I go to the extreme, there is actually no nuance with life and death. ...and everyone has an opinion*, can you imaging the harm you do to your brain when you have to convince yourself that doing the most horrific thing is ok cause your life will be better for it. When discussing abortion, every woman knows that's HER baby she killed and every doctor and clinician knows they are ending a life, even if it's with a poison pill. Can you imagine going through life having to justify that you killed your own child because that child was inconvenient for you or what ever reason you gave yourself. 

Now, please don't say to me, "Kristin, you have to forgive people." This is incorrect, I am judging them here on this plane as examples of what not to be, I can not forgive someone for something they did not do to me. This statement is to the Christian believer, when you allow the excuse for the sacrifice of life, killing of one for another for a better well being...yeahhhhhhh...do you get it yet? I'm whispering deep into your soul

Also real quick, our system does not care in truth about the health of the mother or they would not insist a scheduled birth time and then a C section when she doesn't dilate, because the baby wasn't ready yet and wait, mo money, mo money mo money, they don't care about you or the baby...get them poison jabs in those plump little fat arms...

"You don't know what their situation is." You can wipe that one off the map, this is a moral foundation lesson, there is not a situation where you get to kill someone because they are inconvenient. 

Popping a pill that numbs your brain also isn't going to make you better. 

You See I started this out with people setting them selves on fire...Those people weren't crazy, they wanted you to hear something and they had been censored and shushed about something important happening that the person that won't allow real conversation and can only focus on pretend magic stories while real voodoo is happening to them. The fed masses repeat the line that, "they were crazy", have you looked at yourself to wonder how people are being driven crazy? Or are you an NPC that just repeats lines fed to you?

Who came up with the idea that killing your offspring should be a badge of honor? 

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story

There was the sound of a printer in the background, vrrrrruuuupppp vuuuurrrrruuuuuppp, she could hear the mechanisms move about to start another row, she wondered what colour ink the white paper would display. 

Feast Day

 

Have you ever asked why we stopped celebrating the fall of satan at the hands of the Archangel Michael? Probably not I'd take a gander.

Five...six, seven, eight; Num num num here I come, you can spin around just for fun.

I'm going through menopause at this moment. It's an interesting time in life for women, for me today, and women in this year of our Lord, anno Domini 2024. What an odd 2000 years it's been, war, famine, pestilence, storms, lying, murder...normal human stuff...

I had a young lady that once walked a stage to show how beautiful she was on the outside sit down beside me round a fire and there she did walk away from me when she realized I was of the religion of heresy; where men don't belong in women's space and women that don't respect this should be shunned as they replace real beauty with fake eyelashes and pretend platitudes of kindness as they lie with their forked tongue. I'm not getting carried away or speaking in hyperbole, you should be frightened of the damage women that pretend a man can transform himself into a woman and can breastfeed and should be allowed anywhere near children or that girls should have body parts removed and added so they feel more like 'themsleves', I was typing about the damage these women (anyone that goes along to get along) can and do; some might use the word psychotic for some one that can lie to your face so straight. Take a little time and think about how they insist you also lie to be kind. We have big trouble before us and we need some ducks in a row. 

I made a deal with my children in my youngest's seventh year, "I'll always tell you the truth". 

This is for my children to read when they want to know the truth. 

They are my Fetuses,

my off springs of thoughts and ways

                         

You have to follow God's commandments, you can start any time, then you keep following that way. 

Not many like the truth, particularly if they have let rot hang in their mouth out of laziness and everyone can smell it on them. Wouldn't you correct your children if they needed correcting? From annunciation of words to right and wrong, when they aren't taking care of their body do you not correct them as a parent?

Most people don't know how their religion/belief system was built. Most are built on solid foundations then as soon as man gets ideas in his head he builds selfish structures on top that crumble as soon as the earth shakes or the tide rises because in truth he wanted to do what he wanted to do and has free will to do so, and ye are led away.

I need you to let go that you have been forgiven for your sins. No thoughtful foundation would say, "yeah, lets do this, I'll go down to earth and say, here, let me shed my blood for you as a sacrifice to our father, who's really me at the same time, and then you can go about your business because Gods rules were to difficult for you". none. You can't have a civil*ization if no-one can do no wrong. If you read this and believe it don't be mad at me for saying it, I want my children to know the Truth, that if you actually do it right it, on the other side it'll be ok, and it's not difficult to live a good life of not killing babies, cheating, lying and stuff like that...

Many people I know do not like this because it is the foundation of their belief system and think I'm being mean or rude and should keep my mouth shut so they can follow... no.

I love Why?...with out the perspective of why it's impossible to build something strong. One book they read, 66 or 73, so many more it's time to See.

There is one God. One creator of everything and all things and is everything and all things and no, you will never be a god or anything like God and no man should rule over you or nor men either. 

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story

and on the eighth day

a call from horn

she did give rise

to the dead

Menopause, when I hope to no longer be managed by the moon and I can reach the stars

Five...six, seven, eight; Num num num here I come, you can spin around just for fun we have just begun

Call of Canon

 

The old witch crow with grey at her sides did walk upon terra bare of space from the ground. She heard the laugh to loud so to hide the uncomfortable Truth the dread before them that they bore was playing in their head as she stepped upon the guild stones set before her; first through the woods, tweets, barks, and caws, then stones upon the almost crescent moon so hard to see it might not be. Dances with words the old witch crow sang out loud to build a sound foundation albeit floating in the air and there she changed a call of canon.

Holy Seeds

 

In Truth I don't know... if it matters who you vote for anymore; what's going to happen is going to happen. 

A few things to keep in mind: there have now been two assassination attempts on Trump, with little imagination I can assume that would change a man (even if this whole thing is a show). When someone says that they don't think Trump will let go of power if he gets it again and they have the power now after turning the National Guard on the citizens and fencing the Capitol for a Presidential installation and then they prosecute their political 'enemies' for speaking out and not agreeing, that could be protection of their affairs or a projection of the future and both at the same time. Last but not least the one humans misunderstand or don't compute well, 'matter always changes, everything is matter'. 

I don't know how to explain that tech can see through electronic matter which we see through the electromagnetic spectrum, we can also vibrate something to see how far away something is, camera lens need not apply anymore.

Also your iPhone filters your photos automatically for you now. 

and something now related to computer programing and human resource adaptability... Ai can't see the difference between tires on a plane or a plane under tires...

Computer code is only as a good as the coder.

Sun at my back and forward too the dragon tongue can see its prey. What is a vibration but a sound wave. What is light but a ____. What is it to see the world with all eyes and see through it and in to its soul. 

This is the third stage.

Hot flashes here and there

by the time you realize what's happened 

into a cool breeze they pass.

Messages sent here and there

to destroy information pass ways

It's a bit like the byzantine generals dilemma.

How do you out think your self?

Be still and listen

One day I'll tell you a story

When given a gift of Holy Seeds would you plant them?

Inshallah 

Tyrian Purple

 

Into the fog into the know crawl into the overhead water feel the flow spin in to space where time is a place, stay hidden from eyes that think they see from space

there the crowd stood, some arm in arm

the view up above was of light a hue of iridescent pearl

only the faithful that gathered viewed the scene

a day hidden in true till was in need

bolts of fire fell from the clouds

enter the time of the planetr people can't See

for Saturn was Golden a beautiful start

then Jupiter ruled and what do you say

that's read into threes but

times split in sevens as this is the way

all true in the same 

for a thousand more till the end 

until that time you will have to fend

change can come in Good foundation ways 

let go of spite and See the May

Once in a great crescent moon

we call hither and yonder

tongues call the same name

you might think it farther

there all around 

signs you should no more ponder

Inshallah

 

The Golden Rule

 

I feel like I've been gone and also come and brought along spun through the old and popped up somewhere between what is here and there a past of bold yet foretold is true to come.

Angels over head as monarchs fly by

weak men with toothless heads that lie in the stead

This morn I peered into the looking glass

and where there were three there are now four with sprout of sun also in three

the destroyer behind with the pearl dragon at her back

upon holy land she stands for where death walks fire is at hand

the time is still at five till nine

till the key is turned

and we start again

In truth I'm appalled not surprised as I heard a woman shrill she wanted the kill, of the babies that were made as an after thought of delight, but workers unite for the right to keep on working...so you don't have maternally leave and then decide family is the way to be because when you get old who will look after thee? So treat your child fair and they in turn will grow to be right.

I digressed, I was actually going somewhere but I get caught in prose. 

Watching Harris demand the right to kill the unborn was that of a religious fanatic, a fundamentalist. The fundamental=base line is the right to kill babies, and yes, they do partial birth abortions in 9 states; I don't know about New Zealand, Australia, Germany, but I know in the UK it's against the law to pray in your head for the life of an unborn baby. Human sacrifice is the base line=fundamental tenet in their #science religion, where they worship pills and injections, and the rich pay for the unborn baby blood infusions, you didn't know or you think no one would do that? Some one that thinks no one would do that hasn't seen real voodoo yet, but you are going to. 

When you hear a head on a screen say, "yeah, but we can all agree that we have more in common than we don't." They are implying that the murder of unborn babies isn't that important when in actuality those that support the murder of unborn babies have no morality with which to stand in Goodness...baby sacrifice (so you can get on with your life, go back to work or school) is wrong; you are who you hang out with, you become who you emulate.

Oh, and when someone decides to argue that wrong* is subjective, you should punch them in the face and then ask them if it's subjective.  

Be still and listen 

One day I will tell you a story

Human beings are property, careful with whom you call out your owner with words and deeds.

Running Post

9:48am

Is this a countdown?

34. 33. 32. 

Most people can't imagine a world where if you wanted to do something you just did it. 

Most people don't plan a thousands of years into the future.

9:58

I'm just noting

29.

I wonder...electromagnetic spectrum groups

10:10

September 29th is Michael mass 

10:38

17.

How many religions have been distorted for excuse? 

10:40

Accept the science* without question 

10:43

What if you found out what you had been practicing was not goodness but excuse for evil?

11:57

Sometimes numbers get in the way of seeing the whole.

1:02

52. 46.

Peaceful protest was a psyop

1:55

46. 21. Cross 21. Out

From concept to action...for the military industry it's about 40 years...that was then...we should be dealing in exponentials by now.

13, 9, 2024

I'd like to slip this here as to practice and to sharpen my words where I hope not to cause harm but free a false teaching...and the freedom to use any words I desire to tell and say what ever it is God wants because it's not about you, it about my children, and their children's children and thousands of years down the road, all of us and being honest and truthful, knowing good from bad and saying so out loud. 

How do I have an honest conversation with concerns to problem solving if I have to worry about feelings?

This is a hole that needs filled in ASAP, because you all are drowning. Except it really isn't about feelings, it's because people have been given a free pass to do what they want in this western culture of modernity under the guise of non judgment, and forgiveness of sin modeled from the Protestant faith that preaches a new covenant with God. I'm going to insert the question, 

"What was the old covenant?"

"What is a covenant?"

"What is the new covenant?" 

The feelings part comes in when someone finds out they don't know anything or they feel attacked personally when I point out actual harm a belief system has done and it's easy to fix, it's ok if you don't know something but if someone tells you over and over you are wrong, you might change the way you are doing it. (This is an easy one for me, I know I don't know anything about a lot of stuff and things I haven't imagined yet, I live in a state of constant learning and flux like it's a mission in life.) Just because people have believed it* for thousands of years means as much to me as someone's degree in theology or psychology. The state of real knowledge is at one of the lowest of all times.

We live in a culture where people lie with impunity, from state officials, to men in dresses, to women that are pissed because they didn't get what they wanted, bad role models all around. I am in the literal sense trying to put a Good system together and model it as well so you* can see how easy it is to correct the problem if you are honest about it, so people can actually learn to be Good people but they are ignorant of their own belief system, where it comes from, how it was put together, it's the most important conversation to have, "why do you believe it."

Meanwhile to have an honest conversation about fixing real culture problems is that the down stream is psychopathic women tearing families apart because they are un happy and if I use examples of actual real problems that are excused or pushed under the rug because it's distasteful to talk of someone's flaws, non-judgment folk tear themselves apart acting like the harm is stating that the emperor haas no clothes. The whole purpose of this exercise is critique and judge, what works and what does not work in human system engineering...the glaringest one of all, the subject persona non grata in company of anyone...It is the Protestant religion that brought to you the great lie of forgiveness of sins which as time flowed it became a trope of ease, "I'm a sinner so I follow Jesus." I'm over here working on actual problems and I get jokers that have no idea how to stop eating poison as their body falls apart and they think that adds to the conversation. It's like someone saying, "here is a passage from a book that I learned about and I keep learning about this one book and there are no other books written at the same time and many before as well and well man loves to manipulate things and have people more pliable and well most people aren't actually good and if you look around you can see that maybe you've been played...as someone that has been played before its cruel. I want you to be smart and to know why we build thing the way we build them and then I want the children to understand the why. Also I want them to see it as Abrahamic, not Judea/Christian for we are all His children and I am moving forward. The only opposition to making the correct choice is your actions. We can not adhere to the acceptance of mothers handing hate down to daughters because they didn't get their way. We are dealing with a society of psychopathic, mostly women that throw temper tantrums when they don't get their way and their are no repercussions of their actions because of the weaponization and the flaw in the building of this culture of western modernity, modeled from the Protestant faith. 

We have an epidemic of bad role models (why?) and if you say something about it some fool says 

"be kind" 

or 

"you don't know what it was like for them and how they grew up." 

Here is the truth of that, 

and? 

so what? 

Teach people to learn from the past not live in it.  

Lets ask questions

"Why are you angry?"

"Why are you sad?" 

We make fun of victimhood mentality but in actuality its a grotesque act that spreads into don't judge me and then opens its arms to the hijaking of the majority of the people in the western world of Christinandom and I don't know how to say it politely.

Proverbs 12.26...lol 

We are here.

Modernity is Poison

 

Here's a mind dump spun from a song sung by a polymath and whistled back to me

What people believe moves them. 

Why did they pick Kamala? 

Why do people think their speech is free* on X bought with pretend money by the guy that gets people from earth to the space station for this great nation; is it numbered and sorted? I'm not saying I'm not for space travel, mars, and such...these times are information war fare times where regular people are distracted by a balloon in the sky as the satellite up yonder captures you eating a hot dog, Chicago loaded at Lowes, and they can hear you chat with Ronnie as he asks you how you like your Elk Sausage as they* choose a memory for you as you scroll through your social media and you get a ting of nostalgia that takes you away from reality or into temptation. This is what critical thinking actually looks like.   

See the disguise under the mask wrapped in a lie or is it the truth hidden in the open; can you discern the in-between? It's a strange place to thread a needle left handed when the old way was right.

Why does anyone believe what a State official expert says? I really want to know. 

As Bret Weinstein travels from podcast place to YouTube special space disguising a very important September 29th date. Did I hear his brother Eric say, 'I only went on Rogan at the request of Rogan' ...Terrance Howard and the 8th dimension squared by 2" Terrance's Angel is an algorithm fed to him. 

Be contrary is what I hear; it's a lifestyle for me dear. 

I wonder how many of the Dead Sea Scrolls or Nag Hammadi Library codices are fakes written after World War Two to push and pull and what if none are? Eternity is like Open Space on Trantor to a person with out God as I hear chatter of some thinking dying is a problem.

That Crooks guy shot Donald Trump and it's not a story any more. ...and the SS/FBI let him. Ramaswamy says gut the bureaucracies. can we put criminals, real ones, where they should go? Real life check, the US government is the largest employee in the USA, contractors and postal workers count in statistical data collection, wanna pop an economy? will the bureaucracies let this certain death happen or when someone threatens to take your lively hood away do they fight back?

How many dimensions can you see? 10564 0r 10456

I hear war drums in all of them. 

Why? modernity is poison 

 

Be still and Listen

One day I will tell you a story 

everything matters and everything can change ...on the turn of a dime, or however much it costs now.

if you can touch something you can move it, everything is matter, from light to sound and everything all around. 

Take a deep breath in, nothing is what it seems and it's way worse than you think. 

Pop the Line

 

The water on the top of her brow stayed in place as she spun out of time into the circle of all the minds eye

A cloak before her, flags of all nations sewn in one, where the the petals are the leaves and the flower hard to see

Long corridors, one, two are left and right eleven though in front of times that could be and one with many behind.

Her black and white oxfords tied tightly around her feet, the old crow peered heartily into the nows of all the places of circles in rows. The time to pop on the line was in-between the stars. 

Heavy words stagnated in space and filled the air, the hate was compounded with fear, once free cats hanging from trees, whispers on lies it's what got them there.

It looked like the clock stopped ticking at five to nine.

Star Date: Five, Nine, Twenty Twenty Four

 

I re-write this to not just mark it a point but to one day hit the mark right on the spot.

This is not the day of the title, this is a day in someone's real life on a plane not everyone walks or sees. 

This bit of a story takes place in spot of a corner between here and there...It was August in the mountain town, the sun was setting and the dry air was a perfect 78 degrees Fahrenheit. When the wind blew you could smell the smoke of burning timbers or brush somewhere, it could have been coming from arson fires of Canadian churches or homeless camps in town, of which there were many and more growing of both. 

The dark red truck with out of state license plates slowed down and pulled up just behind the man tending his front yard garden, parking in front of the driveway. It was a modest home in the middle of town, or was a it a city, now? Not even September and almost 30 homicides already. In 15 years so much had changed, up north of the town where nothing was before now home plots sold for almost a million with hardly a spot of land to keep and neighbors to watch your every keep. It was also where carjackings would happen but news of such events would only make it into one of the 6 or 7 government operated information sites, because in truth they knew no one had time to scour them all, or would even assume they weren't getting all their information they needed to know from a correct source, if they cared at all or could even have the ability to recall that something had happened, the memories had gotten so short. After the pandemic it was obvious there were large swaths of people that had no inclination to question what they were told. There had been a murder of a woman in her home a few weeks earlier and not a peep had been heard since about the who. A shoot out on a random corner was often heard of and in some stores almost everything was locked behind glass and if it wasn't someone that knew they wouldn't get in trouble came in a took what they wanted and woe was anyone to stop them. Whole sections of cities had been taken over by roving gangs. The City, State, and Federal bureaucracies and those with titles near their names had passed laws to keep things secret and any one questioning their abilities to do their j.o.b., ethics of any nature, or reasoning was subject to the scrutiny of the all seeing watchful eye and some more woe for those those that associate with 'enemies of the state', of which was anyone that disagreed with 'them'. The weather was great, the crime was out of control.  

The middle aged man stood on a step stool pruning the fruit, turned his head as a large man gets out of the drivers side and approach the fruit trees and comments how impressive they are and how much water they must take, a few I'm from up the road, no, it's not my truck, it's my brothers and then another man gets out of the passenger side all smiles and nice creases and fake how do ya dos. Here a size up was, with a guise of a lie.

It was an odd time for sure when peoples bank accounts had been frozen for not supporting the 'State' thing from bionetic implants, unwanted substances injected, or attitudes of a moment that moved like the cycle of a storm, never satisfied until the moment of violent release. 

The man with the fruit trees a few weeks earlier had hired a needed helping hand, it just so happened that this helping hand was a watched man who had done time for trespassing against the Federal wants and desires and the State of officials had radars of associates well in hand. 

The man with the fruit trees wondered was it the water usage for the visit?...or the raising of the good old Red, White, and Blue?

Be still and listen 

One day I will tell you a story

They could install her if they wanted. 

They can do what ever they want.

Stop thinking they can't. 

September Seeds

 

Here we are this September 

A harvest month to remember

Seven in a game of calendar names

when day and night are the same

The moon threads the needle and treats with the sun

weeds will be pulled with the wheat

then sorted by name

She sat at the edge of her chaise lounge, the sun and the moon on her chest, in the shadows she saw the bull lower its head with eleven destroyers calling holy war, and the clock stopped ticking, when seeds could start planting. A high humm in the air with siren calls while ships fly over seeing it all.

Inshallah

Be still and listen

One day I will tell you a story

Why was asked do I use the phrase, Inshallah?  It simply and greatly means, "God willing". God gave me free will to do as He saw fit, but I also will nothing, only God makes happen.