Loved: "The reckoning comes, and all those systems of enslavement and control and poisoning and brainwashing and tyranny are swept away. . . . . . . .Forces beyond anything we have known seem to be awaiting the green light to be activated."
Praying . . . Hoping . . .
Martin, I don't know how you do it or perhaps the countless hours it must take (to my thinking) to produce such a literary (and spiritually astute) masterpiece.
Let what we r feeling in hearts burble up and out to land in poetic prose. Me… well my bubbles all dry up before they become words. God bless u Martin u r a head above the rest.🙏
Someday, Martin, there will be a handful of brilliant writers whose material will be selected to go into a seminal work of antiquity on the subject of the Great Awakening. Your work will abound in this book, for there is no one else who can put into words, so perfectly, what we all think and feel. It is a rare human whose brain is wired as yours, a mathematical genius with a way with words. Your photographic "eye" is like the icing on the cake. I treasure all of your work and I so look forward to seeing where your talents will lead you when our new world rolls out. I will try to hang on to your coat tails! x
Thank you for once again employing your superb talent for clearly expressing what we are feeling. Yes, as you say, exhaustion at the corruption, the insanity and the fragility of it all. It feels so surreal. But don't you also sense the excitement of the change and the approaching juggernaut of justice, especially because it is close?
The photo essay is so telling, The dystopia just as one walks about. We don't have TV, but we watched a little at Christmas, in a hotel room--and it was deeply disturbing. I couldn't believe how dystopic it has become--nearly post apocalyptic in feel. The tea propaganda disturbed me, particularly as a tea drinker. And your essay, as always, is spot on. Things that keep me anchored--engaging with like-minded individuals, taking some actions against the machine, however small, my garden, reading, my dogs and being outside among the trees, There is that great Covid pretending line that is almost unbearable though--and I fear it has become a real dividing line for me between those who are still pretending and refuse to do otherwise, and those who are willing to put their money where their mouth is. I just cannot pretend anymore, I think, and yet, there are all those little social engagements--makes it really hard to roar these days. But I think I want to roar.
I hope you make a book out of your observations and experiences Martin. It is written already on Substack.
For me all you described just forced me to let go of attempts to manipulate and control the outer world and to go inside where I have control and I found out that all I am responsible for is to make a better version of myself! It has forced me to face all of the trauma and woundology that Hell has gifted me with so I could embrace the magnificent creative, manifesting abilities I have as a human connected to the unified field and a power much greater than anything I imagined before this all happened.
It made me see the reality that this world is a simulation or matrix I must paint my life on, with complete focus and perseverance and determination, or sink in a scummy swamp created by those who wish to feed off all the confusion, fear, pain and suffering they have inspired. I am truly beginning to remember who I AM and to stimulate my blessings and gifts that are unique and part of a huge and wondrous whole and unified LOVE, which is all I was meant to be.
Thank you for this wonderful stroll down memory lane.
Pascal Najadi reminds us that it can all change "with the flick of the switch," which he says is what's going to happen -- and that JFK (Sr.) is alive and is Q? can things get weirder or wilder? i think not -- yet as a writer, i have to say i'm enjoying the ups and downs, the plot twists are quite well done
Yet again right on the money, so eloquently stated, I really discern the feeling of marking time for whatever is coming but until the visible shift gains serious momentum I will practice on remembering my Divinity.
I found the memoirs of Gouvernour Morris valuable at the height of the "virus" holocaust. Morris was in the middle of both the US 1776 revolution and the French 1789 revolution, and he tried to use his wealth and power to slow both of them down. He clearly recognized the psychopathic monsters at the heart of both revolutions, especially Tom Paine. Unfortunately we remember Morris as a spoilsport and killjoy because we're descended from the psychopaths.
After France was done with the guillotines and Napoleon, they returned strongly to human and practical and frugal living. The change appeared in the arts as Romanticism, and it also appeared in technology.
I've been chronicling the tech side of Romanticism for a while.
Loved: "The reckoning comes, and all those systems of enslavement and control and poisoning and brainwashing and tyranny are swept away. . . . . . . .Forces beyond anything we have known seem to be awaiting the green light to be activated."
Praying . . . Hoping . . .
Martin, I don't know how you do it or perhaps the countless hours it must take (to my thinking) to produce such a literary (and spiritually astute) masterpiece.
God bless you sir.
❤️
I feel the same. He seems able to
Let what we r feeling in hearts burble up and out to land in poetic prose. Me… well my bubbles all dry up before they become words. God bless u Martin u r a head above the rest.🙏
Someday, Martin, there will be a handful of brilliant writers whose material will be selected to go into a seminal work of antiquity on the subject of the Great Awakening. Your work will abound in this book, for there is no one else who can put into words, so perfectly, what we all think and feel. It is a rare human whose brain is wired as yours, a mathematical genius with a way with words. Your photographic "eye" is like the icing on the cake. I treasure all of your work and I so look forward to seeing where your talents will lead you when our new world rolls out. I will try to hang on to your coat tails! x
Thank you for once again employing your superb talent for clearly expressing what we are feeling. Yes, as you say, exhaustion at the corruption, the insanity and the fragility of it all. It feels so surreal. But don't you also sense the excitement of the change and the approaching juggernaut of justice, especially because it is close?
The photo essay is so telling, The dystopia just as one walks about. We don't have TV, but we watched a little at Christmas, in a hotel room--and it was deeply disturbing. I couldn't believe how dystopic it has become--nearly post apocalyptic in feel. The tea propaganda disturbed me, particularly as a tea drinker. And your essay, as always, is spot on. Things that keep me anchored--engaging with like-minded individuals, taking some actions against the machine, however small, my garden, reading, my dogs and being outside among the trees, There is that great Covid pretending line that is almost unbearable though--and I fear it has become a real dividing line for me between those who are still pretending and refuse to do otherwise, and those who are willing to put their money where their mouth is. I just cannot pretend anymore, I think, and yet, there are all those little social engagements--makes it really hard to roar these days. But I think I want to roar.
I hope you make a book out of your observations and experiences Martin. It is written already on Substack.
For me all you described just forced me to let go of attempts to manipulate and control the outer world and to go inside where I have control and I found out that all I am responsible for is to make a better version of myself! It has forced me to face all of the trauma and woundology that Hell has gifted me with so I could embrace the magnificent creative, manifesting abilities I have as a human connected to the unified field and a power much greater than anything I imagined before this all happened.
It made me see the reality that this world is a simulation or matrix I must paint my life on, with complete focus and perseverance and determination, or sink in a scummy swamp created by those who wish to feed off all the confusion, fear, pain and suffering they have inspired. I am truly beginning to remember who I AM and to stimulate my blessings and gifts that are unique and part of a huge and wondrous whole and unified LOVE, which is all I was meant to be.
Thank you for this wonderful stroll down memory lane.
Pascal Najadi reminds us that it can all change "with the flick of the switch," which he says is what's going to happen -- and that JFK (Sr.) is alive and is Q? can things get weirder or wilder? i think not -- yet as a writer, i have to say i'm enjoying the ups and downs, the plot twists are quite well done
Yet again right on the money, so eloquently stated, I really discern the feeling of marking time for whatever is coming but until the visible shift gains serious momentum I will practice on remembering my Divinity.
Splendid poetic meditation.
I found the memoirs of Gouvernour Morris valuable at the height of the "virus" holocaust. Morris was in the middle of both the US 1776 revolution and the French 1789 revolution, and he tried to use his wealth and power to slow both of them down. He clearly recognized the psychopathic monsters at the heart of both revolutions, especially Tom Paine. Unfortunately we remember Morris as a spoilsport and killjoy because we're descended from the psychopaths.
http://polistrasmill.blogspot.com/2018/03/from-rights-to-duties-alt1776-edition.html
After France was done with the guillotines and Napoleon, they returned strongly to human and practical and frugal living. The change appeared in the arts as Romanticism, and it also appeared in technology.
I've been chronicling the tech side of Romanticism for a while.
http://polistrasmill.com/2022/08/19/we-need-a-foy-rebellion/