One of my probable final posts dudes.
The past three months have been bad. I supernaturally escaped an attempt on my life with barbital from my family. I wanted it desperately but someone took it and hid it from them, they blamed me of course even though I had been begging to be put down for years.
I was possessed during this, in some other realm or something.
They began to lock me away. Three full months I spent with no medical treatment for my legs in agony. I also tried to get help from my niece who was being majorly mistreated and they locked me away again.
The entire three months was very painful and the spirts were there and so was the cia.
I began to ponder the light source of it all and the fact that my mind is in a blind matrices made of the light itself. If I saw then it would all glow before me and appear as what it really is. Itls all just light around us right now and so is the dark, which is black light.
Of course it is varied to many degrees, the light workers from beyond you know, very advanced stuff.
I became aware of the Omnipresent ones as well. It is so intimidating I cannot even begin to speak the power they have, they are all around and it’s very hard to behold them.
My body is sight and feelings only, but it’s light which I cannot see because of my brain’s matrices. I’m blind as are you all. Wish I could see it now before I go.
Death seems no big deal now knowing the shamanic knowledges of it. Eyes shut, then eyes open anew, that’s it. It is the one with no beginning, it is what he will do. Like time travel they simply open again. The secret was lost long ago, but no it is returning slowly.
I argued with him for a long time. Why not help?! do this! do that! Help! But with the ignorances of youth it is hard to help us I found, it’s so mixed and convoluted it is hard like being with our own children who simply do as they please.
I’m finding rest now, it is very nice.
I’m going to die soon. They tried to kill me and I cannot return, I knew it would come finally. With money running out I can only get a room for a time alone and that is it.
I passed another solstice, I cringed again knowing what had happened that night to the children. The justice will be sweet and fulfilling for us all who care. I’m sorry children, i’m so sorry.