Who Are WE Anyway?
How a “religious experience” provoked the ultimate question.
During the early period of the COVID-19 PSYOP, The-Greatest-Hoax-On-Earth Sideshow, which featured a worldwide, militarized injection campaign on a scale the world has (possibly) never seen…
…I had a religious experience.
Like so many days back then, it was a grey day when a fierce “migraine” engulfed my mind-body.
I say mind-body because (1) I suspect that the body is part of the mind (i.e., the mind is NOT the brain), and (2) although migraines are mainly characterized as headaches, they feel tethered to the entire nervous system—especially when they get out of hand.
And this one had.
Feeling like I was under attack from some invisible, directed-energy weapon (DEW), I threw myself into the tub and blasted on the shower. Tormented and sobbing (don’t tell anyone)—I felt as if the Emperor (from Star Wars) was firing electricity at me from the shadows from the fingertips of his hidden hands.
I squirmed in the tub like an epileptic worm, with the shower raining down upon me. But then I did something out of the ordinary: I prayed—to God.
Suddenly, a field of energy—a loving, pulsing, warm sensation—enveloped my head. And the pain was being melted away.
I was tearfully hysterical.
In under a minute, the “electricity” had significantly subsided to a manageable level, and although it wasn’t entirely gone—the relief felt epic.
I turned to my partner, who was hovering nearby, and said:
“God is real. They are lying to us about who we are.”
I’ve chalked up the incident as a miracle healing—with a strange message attached.
Later, when I mentioned the incident to a family member, the response was, “Who are they?” I had no idea.
But wasn’t the bigger question?…
Who are WE? And why are they hiding it from us?
I’ve had plenty of time to chew on this.
And although I still don’t know for sure who they are—and am not precisely confident who we are—I have several interesting thoughts.
[And to any “starseeds” out there: please don’t send me a map of the Andromeda, Arcturus, or Pleiades star systems; I am not big on spiritual types claiming they emphatically know our exact origins. No offense; just think of me as a “Kindergarten Soul,” and we’re good.]
Who we are NOT:
Like everything these days that is upside down and backward, let’s start with who we are NOT:
Despite what our governments and banks tell us, we are NOT the name on our birth certificate, credit card, or driver’s license:
FIRST (MIDDLE) LAST—all caps.
The name on “our documents” is the name of a CORPORATION—a corporation that was set up at birth in our name. It is a means of making money off of our existence and a method of control.
It’s a huge topic.
But we are NOT incorporated. We do NOT spell our names in ALL CAPS. And until we come to grips with this gigantic charade, the act of milking us from birth to death will continue indefinitely.
We are NOT the “egoic mind” or whatever laundry list of mental disorders that Sigmund Freud and his many disciples and followers have attempted to hang on us.
“Depression,” “disassociation,” “post-traumatic stress,” “obsessive-compulsion,” and mental disturbances of every kind are the direct result of a world gone mad—NOT the other way around.
It’s absurd to assume that the anxieties of modern man are purely the manifestation of incorrect thinking. We live in a highly toxic environment under highly contrived conditions. This doesn’t mean that we are powerless to feel better. But if we’re going to be pointing fingers, I suggest we start by pointing at our contrived and toxic (not toxic masculinity!) venue.
We are NOT the fragile creatures Bill Gates, the CDC, and governments everywhere have been telling us.
Viruses are like terrorists.
They can scare-monger us into thinking that a terror cell is festering and just waiting to pounce. They can even say it comes from Tora Bora. But the history books say otherwise.
An examination of the history suggests that viruses—like terrorists—are a fiction. The germ theory is a fraud. We are not the pathetic “victims in waiting” drummed up by the mind-viruses of men.
We are also NOT subjects, consumers, or brands.
Subjects—are fundamentally nouns: a person, place, or thing: a chair, a boat, a house. But if you think of yourself as a “person,” I beg to differ.
When we look at the origin of the word person—it reeks of such things as “persona,” “a role,” and “a mask.”
Consumers—are THINGS that consume: “useless eaters” comes to mind. But if we are primarily “consumers” in the hearts of the bigwigs who control the banks and manage the corporations (which we call “governments”), then there is a power imbalance at play that needs correcting.
Brands—are what they are trying to turn us into. A campaign has been underway to persuade us that we need to “find our brand.” And this is one of the major agendas since 2020 that appears to have slipped under the radar.
Zoom (and your future, multiple animated Zoom-personas), the metaverse itself, and social-media avatars—do NOT be fooled. The whole thing comes across as innocently seductive. But becoming more “branded” (and here, think cattle) is to digitize ourselves on their behalf.
They don’t like paying for things when they can trick us into doing it for them for free.
I suspect that most of us already have a digital double—a real-time avatar that inhabits a computer-model database simulation (but will save this for another day).
We are NOT carbon footprint makers.
Do not succumb to the nonsense (or guilt-trip) that every step you take has burned a trail of carbon footprints. There are no carbon footprints. You can look for them on the streets, in the jungle, and even in the malls. You won’t find a single one.
Carbon footprints are fictional propaganda. And just another means of making money off our existence.
Can you imagine the days before credit cards? According to the narrative, credit cards were born in 1950. What a world it might be—if this had never happened! Now, imagine the credit card debts of your future. THESE are your carbon footprints in a nutshell.
I realize that I have focused on the things WE ARE NOT.
But before you get the idea that I haven’t given much consideration or don’t really care about the things that WE ARE—think not. The things that WE ARE, to me, are quite incredible.
Although I don’t profess to know our exact origins or the precise nature of our existence, I have many, many thoughts on these topics. And I promise to dedicate more time to WHAT WE ARE as I continue to meander along. So, please stay tuned.
Meanwhile, I’ll end with this mystical advice:
Lately, I have noticed that when you take away what is UNTRUE, when you tear down the lies—that ANSWERS DO NOT replace what was there. And when you search for answers, you almost always get more questions.
I often wonder if this might be the nature of reality, a sort of truth through absence. Just another thought among many.
But for now: