No one gets taken away, No one gets left behind

 

With a weakened enemy that is fading fast, gasping for its last breaths and clearly on its way out of our world, there is no reason to feel even a little bit pinned down. People of the world, Taiwan, Australia, New Zealand, Europe, the UK and everywhere else that has experienced the plague of authoritarianism and tyranny, look around you, look at one another, look at ourselves. We are like giants that have allowed ourselves to be enslaved and controlled by tiny bloodthirsty mosquitoes that have attached themselves to government bodies and claim to have authority and control over our bodies. If we believe that they have authority and control over us, then so they will.

 

But what would happen if we all stood up together and took back our power and control by saying no and refusing to obey? It’s very simple, the bloodsucking government thugs would display their displeasure and then single out one of the strong, brave giants who dared to stand alone. Then they would attack him or her with a million tiny bites while everyone else stood back in fear and watched until another giant fell all alone. Reassured of the mosquito government's power and control over the entire giant population, the giants would then go back to their roles as slaves to be medicated, experimented on, dumbed-down and then terminated at the pleasure of the bloodthirsty mosquitoes.

 

That was the way it used to be. Thankfully, humans are now changing. We are now learning how to stand together and teach the mosquitos the meaning of the word, No!

 

So, the next time there is a protest against authoritarian rule by power-hungry bloodthirsty government bodies, let us organize into groups of 10-20, and chant the mantra, “No one gets taken away, no one gets left behind. Then, when 6 or 7 mosquito-government thugs start ganging up on one of your group members, attempting to take him or her away, all the rest of the group need do is converge at the point of one, stand together and show the authoritarian thugs (in no uncertain terms) who’s really in charge.

 So, the next time you see a fellow your human being beings being kicked in the head and dragged away by a bunch of authorities thugs, do nothing less for them than you would ask of others if you were the one being dragged away. All of the authoritarian abuse and tyranny will come to an end as soon as we the people stand up, stand together and put an end to it. 

9-20-2021 Dreams of Shadow Beings

 Two dreams in succession: one just before awakening, falling asleep again, and another just before awakening once again. In the first dream, I find myself in pursuit of a young man recently turned into a vampire who in terms of maturity is still but a boy. He had been wreaking havoc with his new found powers that he neither knew nor cared how to wield. In catching up with him, it occurred to me that I don’t really want to destroy him, but I knew that there was probably no other way — for he was already under the power and control of something else.

 As I approached him, I used psychology to communicate to him in a manner similar to the way I would calm someone  who was intoxicated and/or drunk with emotion. Suddenly a beautiful woman who seemed to be under some sort of spell, appeared in the scene. My body began to fill with sexual energy. Then, I noticed that the young vampire’s demeanor has changed. Where there was once the persona of a boyish young man, that which was really in control him looked into my eyes and said, “You could have all of this and so much more. Let me just take you as far as cellular regeneration, and you can decide if you want to go further or return.”

 An image appeared showing me that if I permitted it, he would then slide one of his fangs on my skin. Another image appeared to show me how my cells would begin to more rapidly and continuously regenerate.  As for his invitation, there was no thought within me or even a consideration of his offer, such a possibility doesn’t even exist in my vocabulary. I pulled back somewhat to look more deeply into his eyes. They were white with an expanding circular pattern of black dashes emanating from the center. And then I wake up.

 In the second dream, I was looking for a place to store 10-12 motor scooters while I relocated to my new place of employment. After getting some assistance finding out where I needed to go, I find myself climbing up what appears to be a very long slide to a fortress or another level. At the top, I am greeted by the proprietor of a lavish compound, research ranch or something like that with lots and lots of animals that appear to have been genetically modified.   In the dream, I remember thinking how I would respond when asked how I had communicated with the animals in that way. I would just tell them... I whispered. In attempting to shake the man’s outstretched hand, I noticed that my fist was crunched up and I was unable to move my fingers. No matter, the man gestured, and then I woke up.

 An interesting thing about both of these dreams is that conscious thoughts came up in both of them, which is something that doesn’t often seem to happen to me in my dreams. Additionally, upon waking up in the second dream just after I had noticed (in the dream) that my hand were immobilized, I also noticed (upon waking) that I had been sleeping with my fist crunched up under my stomach, and that it took me a few seconds before I was able to move my fingers.

 What does all of this mean? As a stretched guess, I’d say that both of these dreams followed a similar pattern that I’ve been noticing lately in my dreams in the stage just before waking up. Apparently, one of the ways humans are now being influenced and/or programmed (to put it mildly) is during that stage just before awakening from sleep, wherein the line between the conscious and dream states are slightly merged for a moment. Apparently (perhaps), this is another one of the points of infiltration for whatever it is that is affecting  the perceptions of large swaths of humanity.  

 As per my conscious understanding of this point, the ones in and behind the shadows  attempting to genetically modify humans to make us more easily controlled and more easily mined, are called negative high frequency beings, and they are apparently not of the same source as that of earth, nature and human beings. My honest response to this information was, either no one told me, nobody knew, somebody lied or withheld information. Why? However, in expanding my consideration to the possibility of changing timelines, I now kind of see that I have now been informed. Interesting.

 I guess it was back in 2019 that I first began noticing (via the imagination system of my physical body) that the stream of human consciousness/humanity was basically splitting into two pathways, as though there were now two distinct streams of conscious thoughts being streamed into the vast majority of human beings.

When I followed those streams of information back to their sources (not to be confused with the sources of those sources), I perceived two spherical quantum computing systems (best description). One was larger than the other. There’s much more to this, which I plan get to it in time.

 My question now is, if these so-called negative high-frequency beings are not from the source of life of this sound existence, from which source or existence do originate?

 Getting back to those negative high frequency beings of a different source, I will say that that info filled in a huge number of gaps of uncategorized inalienable cause, which I had in numerous writings previously referred to as shadows or the shadow-effect. Donald Trump, who doesn’t look the same to me anymore (perhaps he really did take the gene therapy injections) was right back when he referred to them as the unseen enemy.

 Now, it seems that the shadows are being forced out of the dark, they are becoming more visible and identifiable. From my perspective, they are like shadows or shades of gray lurking within those we used to know, intruding in our dreams, probing our minds and inserting thoughts that are not our own. Sounds like what I used to refer to as the overall system of consciousness has somehow been hijacked, but by who?

 Oh! And the vampire in my dream, I guess that represented a human vessel that had succumbed to the influence of the shadows and would now be used as a conduit to suck life-force out of others.

 

Lol, it’s like a never ending shit-show down here.

Though projections and dreams: the war against Humanity

 

From my perspective, there’s a war being waged for control of planet earth and all of the beings on and/or within it. The fear and the panic being projected onto humanity is due to the depths of the shadows being forced to the surface, now becoming more exposed and more vulnerable.  The abuse that is now coming out of the shadows and into plain view is an outflow of a last desperate push of a highly intelligent parasite that knows its days are numbered, but doesn’t understand how to do anything else but push and squeeze in an attempt to gain more control. 

 I’ve been hearing that more and more people are reporting hearing voices or picking up subliminal thought suggestions, “Just get the injection and everything will be fine…” I, too, noticed such thoughts a couple of times – before I declared my stand, death before vaccine.

 I’ve also been noticing some changes in the types of dreams I’ve been having, especially just before waking up. At first, my dreams seem to be presenting me (like movie trailers) with possible future lifetime-playouts. For example, in one dream, I was a young man of Indian ethnicity and had a warm relationship with a supportive father (new and quite positive for me). We worked closely together, built the family business and successfully managed to keep criminal aspects at bay. The dream felt as though someone were saying to me, “Don’t worry, Thomas, we got you covered the next time round.” The thing is, it still seemed to be pre-scripted, which I am so-not in favor of. So, I wonder about the future: would people’s lives still be pre-scripted?

 Then, in another dream, during an afternoon nap, I found myself at the military high school I had attended many years ago, The Miller School of Albemarle, 1600 acres, built just after the civil war. It seemed that I was just visiting and perhaps there for the purpose of speaking to some classes. My older brother was also there fixing some stuff, and I said to him, this would be a good place to be during the apocalypse. It’s got a lake for fishing, good hunting… Then I looked curiously at the uniform of one of the cadets who seemed to be waiting for me. I asked him: you guys know about the apocalypse, right? Then, on noticing the squiggly lines on his uniform, I said to him, ``What's with these lines? The student replied, “Of course we know about the apocalypse, commander.”  Cadet commander, class of 82, I replied. And then I woke up.

 The thing is, although the name tag on my uniform back then read, Cd. Commander, we always addressed one another by our ranks, Lieutenant Colonel, Colonel, etc. No one ever referred to me as “Commander”, and I never used that term to identify myself. So, why would a part of me in a dream pull up information from a name tag to address me, when no one ever addressed me by that title and I never self-identified by it? Unless I was communicating to someone or something else that was piecing together information about me from my memories or images of me. After getting out of bed, I remembered where I had seen those strange squiggly lines that had appeared on the student’s uniform. They were the same as the astrological symbol for water, waves or the age of Aquarius.

 Then, in last night’s dream, after posting a somewhat defiant sounding blog encouraging people to stand up and just say, “No!”, I dreamt of being in very unfamiliar territory in a place that looked like parts of India or Pakistan. I had a pickup truck (perhaps symbolizing my body), a computer in a case (perhaps symbolizing memory, knowledge or intelligence), and I seemed to be searching for the place that I was supposed to live and work.

Feeling disorientated, I ended up leaving my computer case in a room that I had stayed the night and forgetting where I had parked my pickup truck. I met some people from wealthy families, and they accompanied me (as though to amuse themselves) in my search for my truck and computer. Finally, we found the place where I left my computer, only to be presented with an empty computer case — my computer had been stolen. I was now without a truck/body, no computer/memory and no money. I felt destitute.  Then, one of the people from what seemed to be a gangster family suggested to my friend (as though to offer up a temporary solution to my dilemma), that I could marry the daughter of one of his cousins — but I’d have to remain with her for at least five years. When I awoke this time, I felt as though I were being shown that things could be much worse if I did not cooperate.

 One thing I'm able to say for certain: the technology being utilized in the worldwide COVID psyop is not of human design/origin. Some people call the unseen enemy, Satan; some are calling them the Globalists; and more recently, I’ve heard them being called, Negative high-frequency beings. There’s more to this story. I’m going to find out, and when I do, I’ll tell you.

 In short, with the Negative high-frequency beings or parasitic entities (as I would define them) losing control over human beings and beginning to be be squeezed out of their hiding places, they are no longer holding back anything in reserve. Therefore, as I've often said, I guess things are going to get rougher before they get better. That being said, things will get better. We just need to stand our ground and don’t accept or allow any forms of coercion or abuse. Think about it: if the so-called vaccines really were beneficial to the masses, would they really need to resort to coercion to get people to take them? Of course not. 

And getting back to those squiggly lines, they could also be symbolizing a wave of water or a couple of serpent-like critters, I guess.