I can’t do this for you. No one can…which is good. If they could, they would own you. I can’t do this for you. I can get down on my knees and plead and cry and beg you to unplug, to throw out your TVs, to not read your daily dose of propaganda, to kick your addictions and to stop sedating. I could scream at you about the toxic foods you eat or the phony medical system you believe in…but it won’t help you. You have to save yourself. I can only show you the door…you must open it and walk through.
I can tell you what waits for you. But my experiences will NOT be yours. Why should they be? I can tell you that you are heading for a place where THERE ARE NO REFERENCE POINTS! And that is wonderful! A place where you will have earned freedom because you will have experienced every polarity paradigm in all the time-space matrices and you are ready to create your own.
I cannot do this for you. NO ONE CAN! You have to choose it for yourself. Only your own courage can loosen the slimy sucker-tendrils that imprison you and drain your life force. Only the God-within you can know the precise sublime moment when you are ready to emerge from the Matrix…grinning ear to ear as you REMEMBER who you are!
How many of us will escape? I don’t know. I know that underneath our silly small identity egos, there is only LOVE and LIGHT and that as the Real behind the multiplicity, we all ARE each other. Therefore when any one of us wakes up, it makes it easier for the rest. I know that if enough of us remember, then the entire Illusion will collapse because the darkside won’t have anything to feed on. What will happen then? No one knows.
We will all meet someday. We all realize by now that life on this planet is going to get much worse, the evidence is in. Don’t be afraid of Death, you are an eternal Being. When you see death, hunger, and sorrow try to know that each one of us chose this experience, even if we don’t now remember making that choice. Compassion is important and very distinct from anxiety, worry, fear and anger. These fear frequencies are all food for the astral-cooties, the mind parasites. As they say at the zoo: Don’t feed the animals!
I’m only beginning to lift the Veil. But from my heart, I hope one day to see you all in the wild blue yonder of the immense immeasurable within.