Wind whipped sand cut into his skin forcing him to squint and turn his face away from the path of the camel. The job was done. A dead man’s blood now seeping into the desert sand. He felt inwardly strong. His compassionate nature revealed to him the preservation of a Bedouin village of hundreds of men, women and children. His outwardly act of the injustice of killing one man was a soul covenant that stopped the intended massacre of many.
The bloodline of the nomadic Bedouin was the target of these beautiful and peaceful peoples. A bloodline existing on Earth for untold millenia, evolving and ascending generation after generation. As an original sovereign tribe they carry genes of majesty. Royal in stature with a countenance of high intelligence recognising dominion with, in contrast to domination over, of nature and the benevolent expression of love and compassion. Kindness for all beings. Mother Earth is recognised as an equal, and all animals left unthethered and uneaten.
As the cutting sand continued to pull at his clothing he recalled his journey to the West years earlier. He could not believe such devastation would befall much of the Earth. He saw toxic chemical trails in the sky delivered by aircraft criss crossing the path of the sun spewing barium and aluminium as part of a cocktail of chemicals aimed at dimming the sun. The fallout landing in waterways, soil, gardens, playgrounds and vegetation only to burn at double the heat when fire took hold.
Genetically modified organisms intentionally injected into foods destined for supermarket shelves. Poisonious flavourings and colourings in processed foods which target the brain and nervous system. Fluoridated drinking water known to be toxic to the hormonal and nervous systems in the human body. The release of laboratory made pathogens into the environment causing sickness and death. Pandemics which are designed and orchestrated plandemics of destruction and death. Intended population reduction being one of the agendas of the shadowers and deceivers. Mutilation and mayhem of the human race by stealth, propaganda, forced injections, social distancing and masking the flow of inner breath and outer words.
Mindlessly following orders most humans obey and acquiesce. Bludgeoned for centuries down the generations into slaves on a hamster wheel from birth to death. Mind memory swiped at birth. Forgetfullness forced into geonomic expression. Hybrids manifesting and masquerading as humans – most are blinded to the trojan horses walking amongst them.
Hearts beholden to false kings and queens. Idolatry of all that is corrupt and empty. Seething with the sins of those who attempt to snuff the lifeforce and godliness out of every living cell. Massacre of membrane. Slicing of cells. Hacking the heart drained of blood to the final exhale of the lungs.
It was time to take matters into her hands and heart. The Bodhisattva gene now pulsing with energy she systematically began heisting the henious ones of their crimes of hijacking humanity. Each morning her practice of stillness. Contemplation. Breath expansion and contraction she began amalgamating inner practice with outer realities.. A long term practitioner of transmuting demonic satanic energy she began inviting demons to satiate their addictions by offering them an unlimited supply of nectar fulfilling their every need and want. The internal practice of siting in meditative equipoise creates a torrodial field of vast space for the demons to feast upon.
Once satiated only then do the demonic ones recognise salvation is in their own hands. Awareness creeps in as does a cockroach to its prey. Power is perceived. Free will becomes their revolution of self. Once identifying traits of debauchery and greed a choice is made. Activate the inner molecule ingested within the nectar and fall asleep never to awaken – anniliation of one’s deeds and actions become the path of extinguishing the horror of human suffering. Or, choose to not activate the molecule of extinction and await unknown hell realms of unknowable pain.
Choice. It is choice. Which do you choose?
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New Earth Walking 