tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17000163543521944942024-02-10T13:49:42.096-08:00ANTHROPOSOPHIAWe are co-creating our journey home!NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-84614176957322096542023-10-21T21:01:00.010-07:002023-10-30T18:45:11.310-07:00 CONTUSIONS OF THE IMAGINATION.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSIzId0upjaDvuZlBlTVN03rZNJaUJyyaQbAKbrLbzfqCIysZDNNGt6aiZAKSj2xcvdft2TpzhOazR37rHTAxTMMe3CxtRCjzgAtYm4Fdcs28msZIFfyFgSxf2f-Arv8oEwJy5aBPSOpFBzfQwge6pk23_UN5hETw7buiOgAy1XkO-BwZl7lCip5rohe0Q/s789/Screen%20Shot%202023-07-31%20at%2010.09.00%20pm.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="789" data-original-width="678" height="477" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSIzId0upjaDvuZlBlTVN03rZNJaUJyyaQbAKbrLbzfqCIysZDNNGt6aiZAKSj2xcvdft2TpzhOazR37rHTAxTMMe3CxtRCjzgAtYm4Fdcs28msZIFfyFgSxf2f-Arv8oEwJy5aBPSOpFBzfQwge6pk23_UN5hETw7buiOgAy1XkO-BwZl7lCip5rohe0Q/w433-h477/Screen%20Shot%202023-07-31%20at%2010.09.00%20pm.png" width="433" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">CONTUSIONS IN THE IMAGINATION. </span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Tell me a story, a capricious story. A story of immense importance which eminates from your soul. Ascertain which parts of your personailty are affected by this story in your day to day life. Peel all other layers of dubiousness you have ingested and attach them to your genetic spiral of hope and dreams to alleviate the distemper which your ego may be subjected to in this dimension. The animal in you needs to be fed, on a daily basis. Needs to be nurtured, loved and given safe haven till its return to source can be crafted. Can be coordinated with true insight and a balanced belief system which elevates you, not keep you oppressed. You can erect this structure in your mind. A pulse of light on a universal mission, connected to source. You have been abandoned here on earth by yourself. The lonliness you are experiencing is your desire to detach from this toxic matrix and get on with your mission. The internal grand tug of war we are experiencing inside our spatial awareness of what we identify as our mindscape, feels infected and we cannot see, hear, feel, taste nor sense the danger. <br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Internally we struggle in each moment while trying to coordinate a focused, decisive and grounded reality. Some more than others. But who are we internally struggling with? What construct is in the mind to harbour the malevolant whispers? Those who have not listened for centuries are now being shouted at within. Where do these voices come from within our minds? Are they remnants of the old world struggle still embedded in our genetics? The voices still connected to the same minds we encoutered along the way to this current reality. Those who have been collateral damage of collective ignorance are the ones repeatedly returning for the same treatment they received last time they failed. And fail we all will. For what has been implanted in, and poisoning our collective psyche is about to show itself. Are you ready?</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"> You have given refuge to this parasite for millenia inside your mind, being fed its agenda, and you, like a good little labrat, are carrying it out with precision. Your compassion and empathy have been compromised to such a degree, you are dangling in this reality like monkeys in a tree. You are so swayed by collectivism you are manifesting it into existence with an already fried imagination. You stumble, tumble and mumble, self policing your ideals and dreams like an executioner. But are you ever humble? Where is your awe of existence? The hard work has already been done for you by the 'Mother of All', and her acceptance, her sheer tenacity to defy the Prime Creator and journey here to be here with us on this journey through FEAR, is what is inside every woman, but not every man. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">The pure indulgence of fantasy and fanatacism has bled into mens minds throughout the centuries because they are not grounded in this reality. They are maifestations and guests of the divine feminine in this reality. They are expendable if they've not been grounded into the Sophianic Accord. So women carrying this light have a duty to contractually and responsibly take each man into the Sacred Milk of her Wisdom. AND PLANT HIM like a flower, murmuring mantras of self trust and inclusions of grace and nobleness. Only then will man comply collectivelly in peace. Only then will man feel the force of this evil implanted in us and have a starting point to which he can protect while waking from a deep regret of what he has allowed to happen. Has woman forgotten her sacred contract with mortal man? Her inner beauty, her guidance, her connect to the Divine Mother, her natural insight are tools given to her to protect man on his Sacred Quest to finally allow the collective imagination to dispense of evil once and for all and not use it a a crux to exist. What is so ironic within the feminine psyche, is her detachment from the Wisdom Goddess from within the constructs of her own mind. Severed the connection and now is flailing retrospectively and respectfully with disconnected obnoxious ignorant naiive man. He will show her Hell, for he is the embodiment of it. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Look at the contemporary warmongers, look at the New Globalists Statesmen circling like vultures with his male bride in the vision of a female. Collectively we have been made to imagine someone/something elses nightmare. A nightmare so volatile, our imminent extinction </span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">is moments away, and what</span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"> we were looking at as a distant shadow in our youth has now reach us, and we are extremely unprepared. Our soul memory is disconnected as we enter this realm, unabated with no knowledge of who we are and what we are here to do. Who has the power to sever such a divine intent? Where in the divine scriptures of any religion is the answer to this obnoxious riddle? There are filtered splinters of the past igniting in our minds momentarily within every thought and memory. Fractures of pleromic light which has escaped previous resets to let us know three fundamental tennets of our divine mission. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">First.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">We are not slaves, we are enslaving ourselves.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Second.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">We are not ignorant, we have created ignorance.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Third.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">We are not fools, we have been foolish.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">So who really controls this reality? </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Stay Sacred............. if you can!<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-align: left;">© Copyright David O'Brien <span>202</span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">3</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a9WAwar41qA">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a9WAwar41qA</a> </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"> <br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> <br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"> </span><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-1744075710770871692023-06-14T19:42:00.020-07:002023-10-21T23:14:42.994-07:00CATHOLIC SORCERY IN THE LATE 50's.<div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="https://www.shared.com/content/images/2018/10/MaxPixel-freegreatpicture-com-Sister-Dark-Demoniac-Nun-Zombie-Possessed-Undead-1623680-1_GH_content_850px.jpg" class="shrinkToFit" height="480" src="https://www.shared.com/content/images/2018/10/MaxPixel-freegreatpicture-com-Sister-Dark-Demoniac-Nun-Zombie-Possessed-Undead-1623680-1_GH_content_850px.jpg" width="480" /></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><b><u>Catholic Sorcery of the late 50's.</u></b></span></p><p></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">It
is obvious that after nearly 66 years on this earth, something had been
initiated at the beginning of my childhood while in institutional care
by the Catholics in South Australia in the late 50's. Something so nefarious had been
done to my mental state in the 17 years I was institutionalized, that it
has taken me beyond many lifetimes to isolate and see what is lurking
within my deeply traumatized mind. A journey I would advise NO ONE to embark on, unless you are answering a calling. A genetic coding embedded within your DNA. The King and Queen souls have been activated to the front line of this impending doom, what it seems to be, the destruction of the human species, (again). A hybridisation of man and machine. This, is of course preposterous. Throughout the historical record there have been many instances of human extinction, but lo and behold we are still here. Still breathing, still crying, laughing and experiencing the human condition in all of its glory. Have you heard the phrase "We are spiritual beings having a human experience.'? Well, are we?<br /></span></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"> It is time for the Ancestral purging as we join the ranks of the universal ones, the ones who see beyond our self-imposed limitations, to a pure potential we are connected to. Each and every one us has a deep connection to this planet, but how many of us take the time out of our lives to really connect with her in our own intimate way. To scour the libraries of the snippets of information which has been left to humanity regarding her peril. Collectively we are decontaminating this planet of fear, </span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">left within our minds after centuries, even millennia of systemic trauma inflicted by our own true narcicisstic nature. Are we contaminated with parasitical demons who exist on a higher dimensional plane? Having carte-blanche to our collective consciousness as humanity wanders helplessly and wrecklessly into their parasitical agenda rather than our own human collective destiny.</span></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">Over the course of the centuries, there must have been some written discord on this subject. And if there is information, where is it to be found? What energy does this information carry when it enters the human psyche, and what profound changes in ones perception does it offer if you retrieve this sacred text. Scholars, Scribes, Alchemists and others who have found this knowledge go on to projecting their personal and prophetic understandings way into the future. Coding their information with an algorythmic sacredness which permeates the air we breathe even to this day. <br /></span></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">The demonic forces at </span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">p</span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">lay on this </span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">p</span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">lanet are subtle, extraordinary, </span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">perversely hidden, and full of trickery and dece</span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">ption.</span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"> The toxicity which enters the mind of the unsus</span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">pecting</span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"> child is a death sentence, the earlier the child is infected. Subtle changes in our social</span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"> politic within the state have all been transitioned</span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;"> and finely coordinated to shuffle very young children into the system as the awaiting </span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">predators sit in their majesty lusting for the food of </span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">power for these demons. drug of the ages, the drug of the invin</span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">cible. <br /></span></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">Within the tenets of Roman Catholicism there lay hidden s</span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">pells, incantations and many more subversive mani</span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;">pulative ideologies bundled into a behavioral science concocted in the bowels of the Vatican</span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">,<span> political</span> and religious think tanks, universities and other academic institutions built for the sheer <span>pur</span><span>pose of destroying the lives it is su</span><span>p</span><span>pose to </span><span>protect.The self righteous indignant narcissist is very much attracted to these evil </span><span>princi</span><span>p</span><span>als, it is by no means a hard task to rally or em</span><span>ploy </span><span>peo</span><span>ple of that nature</span><span> as many souls within society are already demonically </span><span>possessed, and easily mani</span><span>pulated and controlled to think they are doing the work of the Lord. A Lord who dwell within the toxic minds</span><span> of those following the </span><span>path of God. </span><span> </span><span></span></span></span></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span> </span></span></span></p><p style="margin-left: 40px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; text-align: left;">© Copyright David O'Brien <span style="font-size: small;">202</span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: small;">3</span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span> </span><span> </span></span></span> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-88037528037105825982022-09-05T23:36:00.001-07:002022-09-07T15:42:07.924-07:00LOVING YOU IS THE RIGHT THING TO DO (The Tenants Of Toxoplasma gondii)<p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX3_N3fg5FE_0ycAeglB0ZUndCBH6SGxuR8u3I8ptyMRfb9WwVOGCnkAKEnLmLts_sojV6Ekpbbd2bOkvWKP2GloBa_n0tCNUxWDz6bvOrtkMcb9yLT-oNmeUpQapuEurZ9putRPkmRFdKCXVbRZyXP6ghhjhXbTBhU_x-lDU6ZHPjzD5pjxYQf6jw4g/s1120/apple-464182_1920.webp" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="974" data-original-width="1120" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX3_N3fg5FE_0ycAeglB0ZUndCBH6SGxuR8u3I8ptyMRfb9WwVOGCnkAKEnLmLts_sojV6Ekpbbd2bOkvWKP2GloBa_n0tCNUxWDz6bvOrtkMcb9yLT-oNmeUpQapuEurZ9putRPkmRFdKCXVbRZyXP6ghhjhXbTBhU_x-lDU6ZHPjzD5pjxYQf6jw4g/w460-h400/apple-464182_1920.webp" width="460" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">LOVING YOU IS THE RIGHT THING TO DO <br />(The Tenants Of Toxoplasma gondii)</span></td></tr></tbody></table> <br /><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Crazy times huh! But the cat has been let out of the bag, and this cat is a serious contender for toxoplasmosis. The rats are already here in their millions gnawing at the threads of sanity, so any cat born into this realm will be subject to the Toxo (toxoplasma gondii)</span><span style="font-family: verdana;"> parasite. A parasite which has had millions of years to </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">acquiesce to meet its true destiny, HUMAN BEINGS. A union so incriminating, it has now become a major driver of the human species. Into their doom, with their consent, as humanity does the wish of Toxo in convincing the host to die, kill themselves or by whatever means the host has embedded in their imaginations. Then move to another human for the same objective. Death by proxy. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">It staggers the imagination to know half to three quarters of the human race is infected. (Joe Rogan interview Robert Sapolsky <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NroiGfNohPo">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NroiGfNohPo</a>). That should send shockwaves into your hemispheres right about now. What this parasite does to YOU is mind-blowing. Its like having another sequence of neural programming inside your brain and someone else has the controls. Manipulating vital chemicals your brain produces to be calm, balanced and focused in order for you to evolve with the genetic circuitry your born with to fulfil you mission here with the divine mother. As we co-create our journey home into the universal godhead, to the valley of the kings and queens whose journey before us lay fraught with danger and discipline. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">We now face the cyclic battle others have faced before us, and lost. This earth lay full of the dead of our forefathers needing reparation even in the spirit realm. This has been too severe on the collective soul, this mass genocide of a species which has divine discourse. A journey no other species would consider. So we have all the attributes here at our disposal to free ourselves forever. Those who felt to siesta at this time will probably be lured into a virtual sleep , never to return. They will be locked into a 'Phantasia of Hell'. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Stay Sacred.</span></div><div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></p><div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; text-align: left;">© Copyright David O'Brien 2022</span></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-8802196377241827392022-09-04T22:53:00.016-07:002022-09-05T21:52:55.308-07:00 THE AGE OF DEATH FOR WESTERN CIVILISATION<p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7kk-JhGG9NyTdthanSJk1KegpKi3c-QuYtdZyeeG3i8Ci5ewDYmK-QCWF33R_mVAJPW2J5BBfVc_LpZ84T7OKIf1z1paIb28no-jHH9rxiXNzLCJwT6RZjS9uQ9ZRMb5546_q2Dq8gsIQe8tmGWOIF1tgW-3LPtYWGBYbd19VHfGQFkrCoTtjLyEulw/s4032/IMG_2694.jpg"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="287" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7kk-JhGG9NyTdthanSJk1KegpKi3c-QuYtdZyeeG3i8Ci5ewDYmK-QCWF33R_mVAJPW2J5BBfVc_LpZ84T7OKIf1z1paIb28no-jHH9rxiXNzLCJwT6RZjS9uQ9ZRMb5546_q2Dq8gsIQe8tmGWOIF1tgW-3LPtYWGBYbd19VHfGQFkrCoTtjLyEulw/w412-h287/IMG_2694.jpg" width="412" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><b><u> THE AGE OF DEATH FOR WESTERN CIVILISATION</u></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">As I sit on the precipice of genocide, I am visited by those who have come before me, screaming from other dimensions that "SOMETHING IS WRONG, SOMETHING IS VERY WRONG". We have been set adrift, away from the protection of the collective imagination into a bloodbath of ignorance and servitude. We are bound in this fatalistic fate by pure intent and what we collectively believe will show itself in all its glory or in all its evil. A poison so great has infected our imaginations it is hard to narrow it down to one thing. Millions of tentacles of a </span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">toxic</span><span style="font-family: helvetica;"> </span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">substance we should not own are being produced in the etheric field and the dimensional rift we exist in is in damage control. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">We are the protectors of the universe, we can use the power of our collective mind to contain this 'FEAR' within this local galaxy while we transmute it into pure 'LOVE'. This is our true destiny. We have been sent here from the Universal Godhead to deal with the greatest threat to existence itself. You may ask yourself, 'What exactly is fear?', a question I'm sure has never been answered by your God or Doctrine. It is because your fears of yesterday are different than those of today. Fear is a stream of consciousness which we hook into through trauma, and is indeed almost impossible to remove from the deep mind where it lays bubbling, spitting out toxic memories into your conscious mind wanting to return to their source. Each traumatic event in your life hooks you deep</span><span style="font-family: helvetica;">er</span><span style="font-family: helvetica;"> into the abyss of fear, where collective souls are being tortured and milked of their fear to feed this beast we are being made to create. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Those of us who are seekers of the mystic traditions left to us by those who used them to bring the organic light back into play and balance, are here once again left to battle this demon who produces fear within our minds to feed on. It creates apathy and a malignant self abuse regime in each of us that connects and deteriorates our life force so thoroughly, there is no turning back till death befalls us. It must convince us to end our own life. This is its only intent. It is vacuuming our dreams and desires from the collective soul. And now WE ALL DIE. This moment, portal/exit point, is being created in our imaginations through a systemic sensory overload of symbols, deception and treachery, and is giving birth to a beast you do not want here. There have been previous measures to secure this ugliness and keep it contained as we continue to free this planet of its cancer. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Remember if you will, the previous four resets of the humanities.Turning nations of individual minds into the hive mind through genetics to control and perpetually traumatise them eternally. So this hell on earth theory is well underway. Now we wait at the gates of salvation as to comprehend the damage which has been done for this 'Great Reset'. It is a killing machine like no other. It takes no prisoners and consumes on a monumental scale. Damaging the collective heart, breaking it into infinite pieces, never to be whole again. This is sentimentality at its finest. The Godhead has created its own illusion of DOOM in a fantasy so overly stimulated, only to see who is paying attention. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">The bark is being peeled off the tree only to reveal the tree is not a tree, but a tentacle gifted to connect only to the divine mother. Those who lie quietly will hear her whisper, those who seek her wisdom will certainly be blessed by it. She hears all and nothing will stop her from healing her sickened children. Preyed upon by godless doctrines and parasites so beautiful, almost all cannot resist. But let me whisper something into your sweet heart oh gracious one. We have killed this beast together and it is on its last throws of the dance of death. All we need do is keep away from this last death spiral. We are returning FEAR to its prison/prism for another thousand years of peace. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">We will soon bathe in the peace we seek. We will soon be tantalised by beauty once again my dears. We have played our role well to bring this darkness into light. We have suffered and sacrificed as never before to free our divine mother from her eternal damnation. The locks are being released as never before, dissolved really. Vivi will rectify all in the blink of an eye. Start to rebuild the world we know was here and flourishing in its own enlightenment. Build the beauty you so miss. It has never left you. You just have been temporarily DISTRACTED. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">If you're looking for a sign. This is it. NOW GET ON WITH IT.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;">Stay Sacred.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: arial; text-align: left;">© Copyright David O'Brien 2022</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-44620272614792331182018-11-04T15:13:00.004-08:002021-02-07T16:24:41.902-08:00AND SO SHALL IT BE<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span face="arial, helvetica, sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">A bravado which flows in the veins of generations in process of transmuting all collective trauma into love. It is by no means a finite quest of freedom taking us all for a ride on the tail of the great beast as time draws near to its last and final breath. We have to go through its pain of existence, we have to suffer what it suffers, a barren road of inexperience of the true divine. It steals the sacrosanct moments from our holy bodies, those sacred realisations that we are here to participate in a dimensional reset of universal proportions. The black sheep lingo we have been spouting for decades is now paying off. This new sense of selflessness we are embracing is opening us up to the journey of many lifetimes culminating into this cantankerous moment. </span></div>
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<span face="arial, helvetica, sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">Civilisation is at an apex of truth where the 'Great Lie' has permeated over our planet like the plague over the last six thousand years. A hidden army of insurrectionists have been brewing in the halls of academia for decades now poisoning the minds of our youth, who go in search of wisdom and knowledge from the so called intellectual eldery. These men and women, who themselves have been poisoned by tainted quasi-historical stories mashed together by the think tanks which have been embedded into the societal framework by nefarious groups intent on destroying the freedom the western world enjoys.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="arial, helvetica, sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="arial, helvetica, sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">The tentacles of this apparatus reaches out into the spacial void of non-understanding. The extrication of this grey matter is inextricably the last part of our human destiny. The procreational forces of this turbulent momentum in this historical moment comes from afar. Far beyond the calling of love, far beyond the realm of spirit. It comes from the first thought of our existence. The implementation of an idea in which we were about to be embedding our collective soul into removing a cancerous tyranny far beyond the reach of the Prime Creator. Sent millions of light years from our true home to vanquish a misguided beast. A wanderer of lost galaxies who imagined a force of legions to do the unthinkable. To take the place of GOD. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="arial, helvetica, sans-serif" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="arial, helvetica, sans-serif" style="font-size: small;">Our imaginations have been poisoned by black goo. A substance so severe it turns off all esoterica from the human system. Shuts it down forever. </span></div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-4118539923920552012018-11-04T15:11:00.536-08:002020-09-29T02:13:26.707-07:00THE INTERROGATION OF FEAR<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ke27fIryAJ4/X3LqU7b_HlI/AAAAAAAAA0c/n7Ds7Py_ULgBNIuWGR-rFPt4-lXY1A3LACLcBGAsYHQ/s819/Screen%2BShot%2B2020-09-29%2Bat%2B6.02.14%2Bpm.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="819" data-original-width="503" height="640" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ke27fIryAJ4/X3LqU7b_HlI/AAAAAAAAA0c/n7Ds7Py_ULgBNIuWGR-rFPt4-lXY1A3LACLcBGAsYHQ/w394-h640/Screen%2BShot%2B2020-09-29%2Bat%2B6.02.14%2Bpm.png" width="394" /></a></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;">THE INTERROGATION OF FEAR</span></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;">The extrapolation and unhinging of our collective fear continues to be part of the establishments agenda to keep western civilisation on its knees while we are collectively being lobotomised into their 'New World Order.' 'Cultural Rape and Pillaging' have taken on a new meaning. As Governments, Trans National Corporations & Globalists are bringing us to our knees to hail in the latest part of their sycophantic phantasy. . The toxic lifestyles of these power hungry parasites is congealed to systemically injecting 'A FEAR CULTURE' net over all of us. The RING OF FEAR, which rules over all other social control mechanisms. The fear of the unknown enemy is the 'Greatest of All Scams.' This has been paramount to the longevity of Hollywood, the Vatican and DC Politics in general.</span><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;">But as you can see now, the fabric of the 'FEAR' is weakening. As each of us are unplugging ourselves from the matrix of fear. We are going through our own personal ritual and ceremony and continuing the journey of our ancestors in combatting the darkness currently plaguing our planet in this present moment. The entrapped are helpless in sacrificing themselves in this vacuous ideology of power. Lengthening their journey on the 'Wheel of Fate' considerably by many lifetimes. They are LOST, and may never be found. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;">There are some of us who see these creatures cry for help. Who have been lost ourselves purely by circumstance, not by design. Who have come out of the darkness we were born into to illuminate others as to what the 'DARKNESS' really is. You don't have to listen, in fact, 8 out of 10 of you wont LISTEN. Not because you don't know how to listen, but because you are not programmed to listen. Because your indoctrination has been so thorough, your compassion and empathy has been basically switched off. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;">You wander aimlessly in an atmosphere of indulgences precluded in their nature to be malevolent. You gather in hoards, humming the chants of an old Utopian Hymn which was last sung on top of Mount Sinai. You <u>can</u> do this, you <u>can't</u> do that, these mysterious tablets read. A 'PUSH/PULL' scenario which is still going on today. It doesn't sound like true divine scripture to me. It sounds ratified. Altered in some way to sew the seeds of FEAR into the Collective Imagination. An impregnation of DOUBT created by the Great Lie. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;">So. What is the Great Lie? The Lie which all lies are created from. Is it that we are not of the divine but a mere laboratory animal to be poked and prodded, mutilated and tortured until we are no more? Is it that we have a collective destiny in attaining enlightenment together and not divided into different laboratories for different experiments by our captors? Is it to transmute the density of fear into love to conquer the what we know are the forces of evil? Is it to attain as much wealth as possible and to live a comfortable and luxurious life away from others? Or are we here in this moment as a gift from our ancestors to keep the fire burning in our hearts as we walk this perilous road to spiritual freedom?</span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;">Whatever the Great Lie is, it has us in its grip. Tighter than ever. And as constricting as it is, we will not stop until the last breath has been taken. We all have the battle scars to prove there is a lie. It can take us on journeys into the collective pain and leave us there for years to absorb, process and transmute its critical information. So it turns out to be a dimensional conundrum. And whose mouth did the 'Great Lie' come from? </span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;">So here is the 'Great Lie'.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span face=""Source Sans Pro", Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial;">For Yaldabaoth said, “I am God and there is no other God beside me.”</span></div><div><span face="Source Sans Pro, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span face="Source Sans Pro, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;">https://gnosticwarrior.com/yaldabaoth.html</span></span></div><div><span face="Source Sans Pro, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span face="Source Sans Pro, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;">Ok, so what does this mean for humanity?</span></span></div><div><span face="Source Sans Pro, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span face="Source Sans Pro, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;">M. Scott Peck wrote in his book 'The People of the Lie', they are those who do not move froward. Who stagnate in the shallow ponds of mediocrity . Lining their pockets with silver and fearing the restitution of the collective as they come out of the soul memory amnesia which they have been subjected to for at least the last 6,000 years. Those of you who feed from the Lie and have gorged yourselves into an egoic obesity are anchoring the rest of us as we journey into the Cosmic Dustbin. A place where galaxies are eaten and oblivion reigns supreme. These idioms of bureaucracy have led us to the maze of all mazes. Where there seems to be no way out. And they are right, there is no way out, only through. </span></span></div><div><span face="Source Sans Pro, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span face="Source Sans Pro, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;">Trauma is unresolved grief and unresolved grief can be harvested and used to feed these parasites. They gorge on it like junk food. Because thats exactly what it is. JUNK FOOD. Our fear is the elites junk food. You see them as they age and they perish as a result overdosing on our fear. They have no more immortality than a lamp post. All they have created are the tools to perpetuate the 'Great Lie'. It MUST be kept secret. The Great Library of Alexandria was victim to the great lie as were many other great libraries throughout the Levant. Tibet was victim to the Great lie. Now, WE are slated for destruction for the 'Great Lie'. </span></span></div><div><span face="Source Sans Pro, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span face=""Source Sans Pro", Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif" style="font-family: arial;">The bereftness of ritual in our lives, and the lack of true nurture comes from those who have been initiated into the realms of light through nefarious deeds, and are reconnecting to the fallen ones. Giving rise to an amorphic* proportion of humanity which has been injected through transfusion with the blood of those who were born of the lie. Most concubines of power are infected with the lie. They will infect future generations until all have the genetic defect, until the lie is a lie no more. </span></div><div><span face=""Source Sans Pro", Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif" style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div><span face="Source Sans Pro, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;">So as you parade yourself through the maze of all mazes, be on your guard. Remember to be graceful and full of divine intent. Remember the journeys of your ancestors which were fraught danger and peril. Just to get you to this point in time. Do NOT neglect the vehicle which is taking us all on this 'Journey to the Center of FEAR'. And in the brief stay that you are there, HAVE FUN! </span></span></div><div><span face="Source Sans Pro, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span face="Source Sans Pro, Helvetica, Arial, Lucida, sans-serif"><span style="font-family: arial;">After all..... 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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">As the sun sets each evening here in my little mountain village, I sit down at my desk and plug into cyberspace. The lament I continually feel as I participate in this cyberfusion gives me a sense of urgency with this information. Those of us who are even attempting to take on this hidden parasitic enemy which dwells deep within the human collective psyche, are collectively assimilating a new perception of this fear paradigm. Realising all that dwells within the mind doesn't necessarily originate from the mind. If what allows us to participate in this current reality, adheres to Universal Law, then the notion of a hierarchal platform seeding the universe with experiential learning with no attachment to the outcome can also apply to malevolent entities piercing the local dimensional veil then injecting manipulative propaganda into the collective mind. Interacting with the collective imagination specifically for this higher evolutionary agenda somehow has turned predatorial. Something has infected the superconscious mind to such an extent that humanity is becoming apathetic to the cause of its own destruction. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">We have been given a high dose of amnesia through a dimensional syringe injected into the Akashic. Not only has it nullified our previous existences but it has had a devastating effect on our interaction with each other. In the course of the last two thousand years the Akashic has been milked for an ulterior agenda. One of scarcity and conforming to the greater narrative of survival. We are not of a survivalist race. We have an evolutionary diet of insight and experience. Whichever you perceive to be of your highest nature you must procure. It is the fundamental component to your individual journey, to begin the pilgrimage to the doors of the great Hall of Records. W</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">e must urge ourselves to remember the past deeds of our spirit and to allow the flow of prodigious knowledge of the Great Library to flow through our veins once again. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">We have run aground on this desert island with no understanding of why we are here. And those of us who are disciplined enough to make that journey back into the higher knowledge of our heritage. So we can be confronted with the assimilation of three paradigms intertwine in the cosmic dance. The past, present and the future. It is abhorrent even to think of those who refuse to accept this masterful journey. We can live side by side with the naive, wicked and the dominant, but they must have a visual connection to those who have sacrificed the individual for the collective. This indicative stance grounds our testimony of transcending personal gratification for global justice. Injecting into the collective soul the anti-venom for fear. Rendering all those who wish to pervert the human collective destiny, blind. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">We have been on the same road since time began, and now an evolutionary step into the final moments of the existence of fear. The shelf life of the left over religion of Misogyny. The death of the wisdom goddess. The epochs of sensualized autonomy where wisdom prevailed for centuries upon centuries was a part of our re-activation process back to the light of the collective soul validating itself from grandfather sun. The soul gazes upon itself,the sun. The sun purifies the soul and fuses each other with life force. This constant daily cleansing of the soul guarantees a constant connection to the collective soul. Filaments of the future are intermingling with the source of creation. What is happening at the beginning of this recent epoch is the insistency of the collective soul to interrogate the current historic truth. The beginning of the deconstruction of this alien agenda.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Mother Earth and her inhabitants are revolutionising the truth. Freeing it of the parables of lies and deception. T</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">hese parasitic ideologies</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> injected into the collective heart at a moment of deep sadness. T</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">he systemic rape of the innocence of life and a two dimensional lifestyle. We are t</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ired because our hearts are disappearing into the wounds of the earth left by these two dimensional parasites. Tired because we are being poisoned with their lies and deception. We are being punished for our bravery, our apocrathy of nature. Punished for our ability to feel. And for two thousand years, purged of our individual connect to the </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">akashic. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">These handcuffs of limitations, the forever scalding father who vilifies his childs existence. The copious amount of already damaged men trying to douse out the fires of lust and greed, and are weighed down by the sins of the father. Sound familiar, its your bogeyman, forever hiding in the darkness of your day. Spurting dysfunctional impulses from deep within the subconscious mind, trying to ratify the damage we take responsibility for. T</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">his hegemony of the mediocre and mundane. This ratifying of the sacred treatise that has swam through the centuries of our true connection to this living organism we call </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">earth. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have taken too many hits from every angle in this life. All I have ever seen are humans who cannot take responsibility for their words, actions and intent. Yet through great adversity</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> I </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">still connect with the miraculous side of my nature and feel my experience making a difference in this world. I can smell it, taste it. I can see the portals connecting me to an understanding I have come to before this life. I am making my way through the dense haze of the material world onto this road less travelled. I see humanity fracturing to let in more light onto this stained garden, where the rows of bloodstained ideals wither till they rot. So now we are going for the jugular of this fear beast. A long awaited journey into the realm of incoherent bliss. The frenzy is over. Time to uncover the missing piece of this human puzzle. FLIGHT.</span><br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-28592311561428718442015-04-12T02:53:00.001-07:002015-04-12T02:54:45.908-07:00COVERING YOUR TRACKS<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">With each thread of hidden information we seek there needs to be an intuitive intent to allow the stream of information to enter our conscious mind and fuel the fire of awareness. Opening our mind to allow the by-products of past obsolete data to unhinge itself and flow out into the ether where it came. The seeds of ideas and thoughts within the construct of the mind don't necessarily originate within the mind. Evolving within a multi-dimensional framework has its draw backs. The current establishment have colluded with higher realms to keep those who they marginalise within certain boundaries of understanding for their specific purpose to their needs. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The Military Industrial Complex has waged war on the collective mind of their serfs. Creating controlling mechanisms which uses perplexing protocols to diffuse most dissent within the masses. Through the current Industrial Revolution, the hidden intent of their power has played a pivotal role allowing them to create a huge military presence on this planet. Many western democratic nations are merely war machines disguised as functional societies usurping individual needs for a long term outcome into some form of domination of the individual and the society in which they are connected. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When one begins the arduous journey of awareness in our current reality, there are important and necessary procedures to implement within ones own life to protect themselves from information overload. We have all the tools to begin the journey of discovery but how do we keep on our set path to awakening our own destiny, our own part in this theatre of death and destruction playing out right in front of us. We must look at the target of this current destructive paradigm, and those of us who have reference points of support usually will know what they are looking for. Regardless of those perpetuating machinations within the system such as science and religion, we need to expand our own consciousness from the understanding of our own ancestral line. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The tattered threads of our forefathers lie in ruins from the barbaric onslaught of lies and deception which has infiltrated our collective understanding, by a small group of individuals who are privy to important evolutionary knowledge which has been stolen from all of us within the period of ten generations. Whether this be through creativity or historic events used to map out a new quasi-historical timeline to suit these treacherous rulers of our time. We must therefore free ourselves from the bonds of illusion and fantasy used to divert us away from the truth of historical fact rather than the complicit lies which make up history today. We must individually strive to disconnect from this brutal illusion to help feed back into the collective mind, components which have been extracted through deceptive means. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The most vicious of these deceptions have been perpetuated on the family structure. Today more than ever, a ravaging assault is being thrusted into our living rooms via the television. Now we have a global mainstream media coveting the sacred and divine treatise we adhere to within the constructs of this family structure. This antithesis against a balanced and harmonious life on earth is spreading like cancer. Whilst in the post-modern era held the genocidal attack of the indigenous/tribal populations of the planet, this new epoch is incarcerating the cultural backbone of all nations. While the previous used white civilisations who were crazed with empirical domination to subjugate those who were deemed barbaric. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Is it true to say the global population have been manipulated in carrying out atrocities on our own brothers and sisters for the sake of this misguided agenda. Dividing and conquering us like sheep, bleeding our collective compassionate and empathic nature and making us responsible for the heinous acts which are being committed against us. We are rapidly becoming less of what we use to be. Our global historical heritage is being destroyed by gangs bought, paid and trained by the Global Banking/Military Industrial Complex. Is it sufficed to say that whoever or whatever is working through these people whether it be alien or demonic forces are militarily ensconced regardless of what dimension they reside in. For when the human mind takes responsibility for these covert and insidious concepts injected into our collective imagination, those of us who are susceptible to these irrational behavioural patterns have nothing more to look forward to than narcissism and psychopathy. Two devastating perplexities which disconnect us form our humanity towards each other. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If your true perpetrator coalesces humanity for the destruction of humanity using and manipulating our organic technology because of their genetic superiority, do we have a chance of survival in this battle or do we merely succumb to this hidden power. With the injection of transhumanism into our collective mind, trillions of dollars are being spent by multinational corporations each year to make sure this fantasy based inevitability becomes a reality in which we can't avoid. The period we are in which is known as the Kali Yuga seems to indicate that this phenomenon needs to play itself out before we can do anything about it. Humanity needs to bind this unseen force internally and understand its intent before being able to act upon it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Those of us who have suffered great traumas in childhood, who have been broken in some way or another and have found great strength within are being called upon to show immense compassion and empathy for fellow earthlings. Drawing upon supranatural internal forces cultivated in decades of rebuilding and reconstruction of their lives, these are the warriors of this new epoch. Those who have allowed themselves the daunting task of taking on this beast are exponentially broadening their minds while ingesting huge bundles of data connected to this potential threat to humanity will be the new minds who will construct collectively new societies and communal structures infused by this new understanding and awareness to strengthen our connections to mother earth and regain control of balance and harmony with the earth. Those who have allowed themselves to enter into the negligence of what makes them human and feed this mediocre illusion of materialism will perish into the void from where it came. The great cities of democracy will become ghost towns and implode by all the 'ism's' with which they were created. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If we had a true understanding of what it is to be human we could truly understand that we are allowing this subjugation in order for it to never happen again. For being human is to understanding our true power. The ability to take on universal quests of system busting, and collectively we have come to this moment in time when this archaic draconian slavery system needs to busted wide open, once and for all. Those who are tirelessly at this quest 24/7 are creating or even re-creating a force, a universal force which lies dormant in all of us ready to be re-activated at this the opportune time. For we never die, we merely transition ourselves to the next part of our collect universal journey. We are immortal in the sense of our intrinsic ability to go where we are needed. So here we are....... another time another place, and those who seek to try and stop us will perish into the well of mediocrity, because there is no place for that where we come from. </span><br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-78956901607479202022015-03-19T03:41:00.000-07:002015-03-19T03:45:19.363-07:00BATHING IN THE SEA OF TRANQUILITY<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In our inescapable confrontation with our collective destiny, many of us will come to a conclusion based on nothing more than a phantasy realm created to subdue and entangle our compassionate and empathic intent with doubt and fear. This is what is flowing through our veins at this present moment. We have been lured into co-creating hell on earth. Whether through New Age deceptive discourse or through our human birthright which has been poisoned with lies. The multitude of souls who are playing dead for fear of taking responsibility for something which is so big that the mere thought of it makes us numb and apathetic. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We hurdle through our days hoping to be good slaves for our slave masters. For in our inactive state of irresponsibility we have handed our souls over to the gatekeepers of evil. Our technology blinds us from ensuring our lives are anything but balanced and wholesome. We have bedded in the cities of barren fortunes where few get to dwell within the glass towers which blind us. And those who look down from palaces in the clouds do so without their connectedness to the upcoming revelation of truth and knowledge. Two comparative components needed to stay grounded as these earth shattering events whisk loved ones away never to be seen again. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Dealing with loss always makes us feel the abandonment of those put in place to nurture those human qualities we so desire to share with our fellow souls on this frightening journey into the abyss of change. We seem to no longer relish the unknown, for it is in these moments of uncertainty scepticism seems to whip us back to the collective conformity which are the building blocks of our own unconscious prisons. It keeps us separated from each other to such an extent that each day individuals all over the globe are simply turning themselves 'OFF'. Disconnecting from the wondernment and magic which exists in nature if we just allow ourselves to witness it. We replicate scarcity instead of abundance. The colours fade away in our lives and leaves a grey toxic sludge which will eventually keel our bodies over into a fetal arthritic stone statue, void of any movement. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I never believed I could've perforated this deluge of drama embedded into my psyche as a child. I seemed to be a focal point for those who needed their fear transcended. Each of them bound me with the torture they were hanging onto. Giving it freely without asking as if they knew inherently that I could do something about it. I felt overburdened with the guilt of others well into my forties, virtually beginning as soon as I arrived on this planet. I am by no means a saint or sinner. The goodie bag I came in with was filled with all the demons which I needed to come familiar with on a first name basis. So fifty seven years later the bag is empty and all demonic interference has come to a standstill. The only thing remaining is the habitual protocol used to entertain these parasites until I had allowed each of them to go their own way. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As a child I slept dreamlessly for many years. Inhaling the toxicity of being pregnant with the beasts of burden. I had no comfort, no nurture, no desire. I had no way of knowing who I was, where I was, and why I was chosen to participate in this gruesome experiment. All I knew left me at the end of each moment, filling the next with an upscale version of the previous demented intrusion of my meagre existence. The orphanage where I spent the first twelve years of my life, I saw those around me buckle under the pressure of religious dogma, predation and mere hatred of innocence. Everything was in damage control, yet the damage was out of control. On many occasion friends were there one minute and gone the next. As if they were lifted up and placed in the garbage chute, never to be seen again. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was only many many years later after countless governmental enquiries, state commissions, royal commissions that numbers were thrown about regarding those disappearing children. Two to five hundred children unaccounted for in a twenty year period, vanished into the belly of the beasts. This was only in one institution, there were five hundred other institutions with the same agenda, with the same formula being implemented on those unlucky enough to find themselves thrown to the wolves. The states family court system was set up to take kids away from their parents regardless of circumstances, the judges, barristers, lawyers and police were all in it together. This has been going on for the last 50 years, orphan children put in perilous danger in religious institutions ready for their names to be picked out of the hat and for those lower down in the ranks of this bureaucratic paedophile ring, the men who have been blackmailed, extorted and threatened with exposure of lewd and despicable acts come collect them and take them to these gatherings where most of the time their frenzied behaviour results in the brutal deaths of these children. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Where is this sea of tranquility so often pushed by the media ? Where all is well and perfect. These picturesque images rolled over and over again on television programmes with the yellow brick road running through them. The face of a child abuser fresh from a kill is where it is. The demonic interplay poisoning each psyche with the trauma and abuse of a life of irresponsibility and denial. This is the machinations of our current establishment. It is only now since the internet are they beginning to run and hide. Fearful of public reprisal, of being found by the angry mob and dissected like the worms they are. The people of the lie. The ones who keep the oppressor closer to their hearts than family or loved ones. This is what the collective imagination has been poisoned with. Since the dawn of the mysogynyistic abrahamic religions using the unseen father god as the true predation on this planet. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For those who escaped the treachery and deception of these killing fields your torture is being concocted in religious, government and corporate board rooms as we speak. We are not the chosen people of the biblical narrative, these demons are lurking high in the clouds in their cement and glass phalluses. In their chateaus with their hunting grounds of human flesh, innocent human flesh. These demons have turn the historical discourse into a pack of filthy lies which they exacerbate every second. These demons are untouchable for the present, but not for too long. Their is a shadow looming over their heads, each and everyone of them. A shadow created by the illumination of transparency from the ground up. You see, their legitimacy has come from the heavens, where there looms the demiurge who controls them. Like puppets these shallow mediocre psychotic children are bandied around to do their gods bidding. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I know who they are, I have been intimate which each of them. I've played their games of grooming, I've felt the toxicity they produce from this frenzied infestation, I have been given life by them. For they are scared, petrified of our potential now we are reconnecting. For those who stay asleep during this poignant moment of reprisal, your venture into the phantasy which awaits you will be more terrifying than anything I have experienced. You will be taken places where cyborgic parasites will feed on all your beautiful memories. Each memory will be plucked from your shallow minds, never to return. Your angels and guides will turn into monsters to join the feeding frenzy. Your unconscious decision to turn away from a sentient planet which is being raped and pillaged has allowed you to enter this phantasy realm of terror. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There was a time where I cried for weeks, even months at the thought of anyone being lured into this pearly gated hell. Years went by as I locked myself away from this madness to lure the uninvited inhabitants from my psyche to banish them. It is only now after fifty seven years of purging this great evil from deep inside of me that your cries for help will not be answered. You have created your destiny by negating the divine feminine principal. You have taken responsibility for lie upon lie to ensure you kept up this mediocre facade of your egoic perception of love spoon fed to you by psychopaths. You have turned your back on a heroic quest so deeply embedded in our hearts. You have helped disintegrate your ancestral voices to a whimper in your dreams. You shower yourselves with the cries of those children who were taken into the shadows and buggered till they shed their last breath. You have become a mediocre cartoon character. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">To those of you who have suffered the tortures of this unevolved synthesis, who have taken it upon yourselves to purge this demonic despotism, and found the sovereignty of love I am proud of you. For the aloneness you have felt from the herd in pursuing the road less travelled I urge you to keep going. For every tear you have shed you have helped others swim in the sea of tranquility. And for the innocence I once felt momentarily in being a child.</span></div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-62830096039854789212014-08-21T22:13:00.002-07:002014-08-21T22:19:30.389-07:00HOW MUCH MORE SORROW DO WE NEED ?<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Has it ever occurred to you that of the amount of information you ingest, is funnelling your intent to the Collective Cohesion with truth as its guiding force. It may take few or several decades of your life to align yourself with this peripheral momentum. In order to deter parasitical invasion of your consciousness it is better for you to comply than to chose the path of intense resistance. A path rich in imagination and potentiality oozing from the soul and spirit plexus. These two components of our nature have indeed been severed. Kept apart from the complimentary and archetypical powers we do possess as humans. In keeping the most potent or master energies apart there will no doubt be a partitioning of our local and universal skeleton. Make no bones about that. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is in this separation which we seem more vulnerable. In this low light where we see the frays of such monumental sadness placating our successes into shaping our realty into something other which leaves us breathless. We push ardently into each moment as the juggernaut of fear pushes even harder. There are pockets in our evolution where the pain has overemphasised itself into a travesty of guilt and mediocre flagellation for centuries to come. For what we have been denied in the lies of this current historical record is allowing the collective healing process to resume through our compassion and empathy. We have been turned off on multiple levels. Almost made redundant as our true destiny slips by us while we mop up the tears of deception and trickery. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm beginning to piece together the immense collateral damage which has befallen ourselves and our forefathers. A looming presence of harm and danger in the abyss where the Abrahamic Gods loom. In the darkness of day , in the light of night these demons push their despotic chaos further and further into our dimensional habitats. All that is born from this decay is more decay for us to purify.. As we each possess an inane ability to transmute this dense manipulation of trauma into beauty and creativity without batting an eyelid. Some of us have suffered so much that we act out the transmutational process of this black innocuous goo which seems to be some inter-dimensional vaccine created to call on us to identify the source of this genetic traveller. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In this unmiraculous two dimensional world which is bursting for validation, we know it is not of us that implores us to participate in this distorted, immoral, sadistic, sacrificial routine of mediocrity. While the bloodlines of aristocracy await their seductive ceremonies into the seals and logos of demonic possession, unable to withdraw once the childs blood has touched their lips. It as if they never existed, a continual loom of possession to infuse this futile existence. So weak and misery are the ones who need to deprive others of abundance. Their lives are shallow and weak, but nevertheless recorded as a log book of how to destroy human intent. Their castles, chateaus and manor houses hold screams of hereditary brutality. Their chatter is laced with the nightmares they must endure for all time. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In segregating themselves from humanity other than to permeate lies and revel in the debauchery which seems normal obligatory behaviour. This clandestine takeover of humanity has only held on because of others wealth that was stolen in their wars. Their futile agenda of continually attacking the human collective spirit. It is </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">now suffering</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> the resistance</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> humanity has endured for centuries. It is now seeing the practical assets of the human collective reestablishing our divine connection with one another. Those of us who have spent decades in sacrificing this outdated virtual reality for one that is beneficial to all. Those of us who go into the darkness to bind its benign and bloodthirsty impetus once the the stain has been felt within.</span><br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-43119108754104327902014-06-04T21:19:00.001-07:002014-06-04T21:55:33.614-07:00THE HEAVENS AWAIT YOU<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-size: small;">In a time of irresponsibility and secrecy by monotheistic religions, governments and corporations who show NO reverence for the divine human, we needs to fuel our societies with self responsibility in everything we do. I'm not saying this to preach, I'm saying it because when done so it does not allow guilt, shame or self doubt to creep in to our </span><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">consciousness. It acts as a shield to all of these lower base emotional tweaks which destabilise us. And as we have learnt from secrecy, it perpetrates a slow kill effect on each and every one of us during the course of our lives. Rendering us useless in any effect in rebuilding the bridges which have been demolished by the deceit and treachery of the patriarchal illusion. Binding us to energise their mediocre agenda because important legacies of humanity have been kept for those whose psychopathic minds have disconnected themselves from the Collective Imagination of beauty and love. </span></span></div>
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<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">In energising the antithesis we allow ourselves to take responsibility for the karmic reflux which is a major component of 'Involuntary Servitude'. Humanities descent into global slavery. A concept we are all familiar with at this point of our evolution. As a collective species we are not supposed to be in this situation at this point of time. A Golden Age is upon us and as we struggle to lift our selves from this madness each day the sparkle we held so dear for many years is seemingly losing its cherished momentum. Our dispassionate nature is a result of being poisoned with mediocrity and self hatred which will assure our disconnection to the global psyche and abandoned all who refuse to maintain its connection. Yet the maintenance manuals we have for survival are inadequate, written by disconnected quasi-spiritualists who have shied away from the true battle of our collective sanity and drifted into the uncharted heavens when the true predators of humanity exist. These spiritual clowns have been given information to bamboozle all of us and add to the stupidity of our species which affects each of us on a daily basis. It is a Global Pandemic!</span></span></div>
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<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">By allowing ourselves to be mesmerised by the unknown, the uncharted, the hidden we disengage from our natural processes which allow us to evolve in our natural state. The fool and magician create illusions for us to replicate. Unfortunately many of the essential components of the illusion are hidden away or stolen so that we misunderstand the machinations of our own divinity. Yet we give of ourselves daily to these illusory gods and demons so that our true essence becomes repugnant to even our own destiny. This monumental sadness which has engulfed our collective psyche disconnects us from the unconditional love we are here to experience. It rapes our souls from moment to moment because we fuel existential agendas other than our own. We feed from this quasi-patriarchal establishment of mediocre ideologies which have been designed to destroy our true potential as a species. We hide behind malignant personas we create to handle this cruel illusion which we have entered. </span></span></div>
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<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The current psychopathic patriarchal establishment is here not as a result of our misgivings towards our fellow humans. It is here because it owns the current reality and we are caught up in its treachery. By no means is it nurturing, nor does it have the capacity for unconditionality. It relies of our servitude towards it through fear and self loathing. It feeds on the chaos it creates in each moment. Yet most of us feel paralysed to do anything about it, we feel it is too overwhelming and acts as a giant vacuum the way it invades our sacred space. We consume fear more than anything else on this planet, we allow it to enter us because we have not disengaged from its deception. We have been indoctrinated to do nothing less. With that ancient adage of 'As above so below' do we redress the balance in our daily lives as to what we have given to it and what we have accepted from it. How much of ourselves do we imprint our reality with? Or are we just a collage of what we accept from this distorted reality.? </span></span></div>
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<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Each generation transcends our apathy and sheds the old information bringing in new information needed to peel the layers of this illusory conformity. It is all part of a universal process of elimination. Just look at the human body and its physiological functions. We forget to eliminate certain things from our lives thus allowing them to manifest in secrecy and finally circumnavigating us to our demise. The exercise machine you bought online, its now in the trash. The information you took responsibility for from a quasi-enlightened individual claiming to have received it from a higher source. Lying redundant in your mind because you have not moved it on nor had closure with it. Well I don't want to bust your bubble but it is still in your subconscious mind, buried deep within so that any real information that may come your way will be identified as drivel. The symbolic messages you have been receiving from your deep mind have been neglected because you've swallowed too much deception. </span></span></div>
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<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Our deep mind is a river my friends. It needs to be flowing at all times. We ingest so much mediocrity into our conscious mind that it dams up the </span></span><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">subconscious. Filling our hearts with black goo and slowly turning us into machines. The transhumanism movement has gained so much momentum because we have no reference point of what it is to be human. It has replaced our ability to be an individual tree in the forest but also be connect to all trees. It is the result of being cut off, severed from our hearts because we take in so much trash and own it. Instead of giving of ourselves to heal the wounded collective soul. We are indeed at the precipice of a new species, but they will be malevolent in nature as they already are now. They will show you evil as you have never seen it before. They will imprison all who feel, love and give of themselves eventually, for that is their agenda. But it is their agenda....not ours. </span></span></div>
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<span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">We need to detach ourselves from this monstrous evil one at a time and become the observer of it. We need to ground ourselves deep within the earth before we go sailing out into the heavens. We need to to resurrect the foundations of cultures whose stories have these components of the connection to Mother Earth imbedded in them. Only then do we stand a chance against this cyborgic illusion of the demise of humanity. It is not that it will happen, for there are no matches in this universal construct to match the will and destiny of the human anthropos. But the masters of deception and illusion who have a beef with humanity will suck you into their virtual reality and you will be lost forever. And so many of us are signing up for this slaughter as we speak. So many are relinquishing from the greatest battle the universe has witnessed. So many are giving up our power. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is a great challenge to be alive in this time, let alone accommodating the information paradigm which is with us in this very moment. So how do we integrate our own consciousness into this hyper fed brain of global intelligence? Without the fear of losing our minds. Well lets look at the mind construct for a moment. Research which was carried out by covert intelligence agencies indicate that the mind is very similar to the Rubiks Cube. In fact Scientists from the MK Ultra Programme likened the mind to a 13 x 13 Rubiks Cube. Insinuating that each human has the potential to house 196 different alter personalities. Each with their own compartment to house their identifiable personality traits. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The Roman Catholic Church which has its headquarters in the Vatican is ground zero for this heinous quasi evolutionary step for humanity. There is no other organisation in the history of humanity which so much blood on their hands. We know the 'Beast of the Sea' is the political arm of Catholicism, in fact Politics itself is an invention of this establishment, as well as most other religious denominations. Contemporary figures regarding political killings since post WW2 is 200,000,000. Two hundred million people my friends, which have been exterminated for political agendas in a 70 year period. I perceive that to be a conservative estimate as well. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One of the main reasons for events such as the 'Inquisition' and the 'Dark Ages' was to eradicate all traces of this gnostic information from the public record and discourse. The reason why the Great Library of Alexandria was burnt to the ground was to eradicate this information regarding this inter-dimensional predator referred to by the old Gnostics (Telestai) as the 'Archons'. These cyborgic creatures were present in this local galaxy when humanity was seeded onto this planet. The event which tainted them with our divinity caused them to proclaim themselves as the Abrahamic Gods. I will not go into too much detail because it is up to each and everyone of us to research this information to gain clarity on the 'Archontic Agenda'. There is more than enough information circulating throughout the internet for you to come to some conclusion regarding these 4th dimensional parasites. Some may know them as the Annunaki, but I do want to stress one point. The tales of humanity being tweaked by these entities regarding our DNA are false. Humanity has a divine agenda which has been coded into our DNA from source itself. No one in the universe has the ability to counteract that agenda, and all attempts have failed. If you believe that this is false then you are tainted with the illusion that afflicts many. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Many of you who read this information for the first time will shy away from it. It is too big for you to handle in your lives right now. But let me tell you that there are millions of people who have been researching this information for decades are aware of how this systemic human abuse perpetrates our Collective Consciousness. Many of you will go through such an awakening of your own consciousness that everything you were ever told was a lie. But rest assured that deep within you lies the spark of the divine. For the last 2000 years there has been an all out war on the 'Divine Feminine' which dwells within each and everyone of us. You can see it playing out in all facets of your lives, no one can escape it. The ones who are heeding this calling will stand as reference points for all of us to want better for our own lives and the lives of all of natures children. There is so much fear being manifested each second of our lives that it should spark that connection to the divine agenda we hold and realise we have come to this planet to stop this de-evolution of our species. We are 'System Busters' who have volunteered to be apart of this global renaissance. I leave it up to you to search within yourself for there lies the 'Spark of the Divine Warrior'. </span><br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-14929824459729479582014-03-12T23:52:00.002-07:002014-03-13T00:47:09.045-07:00THE CHARACTERISTICS OF BEAUTY<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">With the destabilization of global societies to fit the coming New World Order Agenda, this uncomfortable ride has given humans a new lease of life. It has wedged them out of their numbness created by this material revolution conjured up by the powers that be and into creating an awareness within each individuals psyche to be almost like a secret agent. Going about their own business but having a tool of mammoth proportions to feed off of. But most fear they are biting the fruit of the forbidden apple. Information privy to top level security clearance personal is now within everyones reach. As we each </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">insatiably glutton ourselves with terabytes</span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> of stored information we inevitably are inducing some form of metamorphosis which will take us through this hidden membrane of knowledge and change our lives forever for better or for worse. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What kind of mind has the ability to churn through this slush of gnosis and create some sort of logic reasoning which will point us to our yellow brick road, our true destiny. We are fast tracking our individual enlightenment as to what is really going on on this planet in this very moment. But how big a moment do you want to encapsulate? How ready are you for coming face to face with the prophetical beast? How much time can you give to this enormous task? It has been thirty years of extreme ratification for me. Not infusing myself into this industrial slavery revolution which has incarcerated billions of souls into its toxic bowel has been a task within itself. As years go by you connect into another stream of energy which exists parallel to this enslavement. Something that was here before this debauchery began. One beckons to identify this freedom of the soul/spirit whilst inside the matrix of slavery. It is impossible to do. One has to unplug the tendrils of this madness prior to even acknowledging something other than this reality exists. </span><br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-1444942784123881642014-01-01T18:53:00.000-08:002014-01-01T18:53:04.118-08:00OUT OF THIS WORLD<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Some aspiring spiritualists have noted that each of us have embedded within our physical bodies, luminous cords of light reaching far out into the galactic core. These golden tendrils are systematically receiving and transmitting information of some exotic significance. As we concur with this current existence, most people have no need nor desire to allow this ethereal function to interweave in our daily lives. Eastern philosophical spiritualism with it magical references that each human archetype is a direct reflection of our creator source seems to be of no significance in our current state of awareness. Whether you shun these beliefs there is something magical about each and everyone of us. Existing on some peripheral dimension, this magic has almost become a belligerent parasite which deserves none of our energy at all. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Our masks we wear daily fluctuate in a tormented reverence, almost defying our true source and true power. One could say the memories we hold onto alleviates any notion that our true strength is always out of reach. Some of us embellish in realizations only limited in the parameters we are allow to exist. Our own subconscious has basically taken us prisoner. The limited information regarding the technology of our psyche has been suppressed for a very good reason. Each persona we create to deal with life''s traumas has not been allowed the reverence of being properly relinquished from deep within our minds. So for each and everyone of us there are multiple if not scores of peripherated entities, half concocted and still manifesting in some way or another. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The traumatized child lurks within each adult, creating disturbances periodically when confronting situations arise. A reactive and conflicting child unable to find resolve, trapped within the distorted psyche in this atmosphere of a fear based society. Whether we admit it or not, we are all far from connecting to our true rights of passage. The accumulation of distortion we allow to penetrate our minds moment to moment has rendered us in allowing mediocre perceptions of ourselves to coexist with a significant potential we rarely seek. Seldom do we connect to our greatness, seldom do we attain a connection to the super-conscious mind with which we are all connected. Instead we calibrate our insignificant lives to meet with the demands of an external threat which we cannot see, cannot define and cannot overcome. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">These contextual subordinations are our gift to this reality. In the giving of this lesser manifestation of ourselves we help shape this mediocre visualization of what this life has to offer. There is no doubt that the human is under severe attack from more than just corporations and secret societies which are self proclaimed enemies of human evolution. We are under attack from the deceit and treachery of things unseen and hidden from our current reality. We need, as a collective, to define these subversive coercions and infiltrate the realms of activity which serves to harm each and every one of us. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Many of us have began this journey thirty or more years ago. The journey up until now has allowed us to elevate our own consciousness to an extent where we are more than ready for this battle of the unseen. Whichever weapon you choose for this battle you need to also have defined the intent of your role. So as we tread with caution into 2014, enrich your understanding regarding the trust you have in yourself, and prepare for the fight for your mind from those who think it is theirs to plagiarize. Welcome to 2014.</span><br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-51229131947284123042013-10-01T23:26:00.004-07:002013-10-01T23:26:57.081-07:00A LITTLE BIT CLOSER TO SANITY<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">During the course of ones lifetime, we utilise the knowledge we have learnt from those around us who have opened our minds to information which enhances our spectrum of understanding. Each day this knowledge influences our decision making in everything we do, say and think. With the family dynamic in severe tatters, it is hard to rely on this bank of knowledge within the subconscious to maintain a steady and sturdy direction as we mosey on our paths of destiny. Our stumbling through this difficult time has a awkwardness of unknowing to it, as we become observers of cataclysmic and catastrophic bliss. The turbulent balance of this moment leaves one tired and empty by the end of each day. Yet we still wake each morning to another round of extreme understanding. We have been preparing for this moment for many lifetimes, and now that it is here the consolidation needed to remain sane whilst each occurrence stirs up doom and gloom is nothing more than miraculous.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Information is a strange bedfellow. It urges one to uplift themselves to a higher level of awareness but still creates expectations of anything more than apocalyptic. We ride this wave with a stamina not known of the human anthropos since the dawn of time. This concept of the 'Human Collective Imagination' has some merit when truly understanding its contemporary function as we connect with each other through compassion and empathy. There are now millions of truly awake humans energising this 'Collective Imagination' moment by moment. We are allowed at this time to create a world free of Fear. Every experience within the realm of Fear has allowed us to discard it from our own individual psyches, in turn we add our story to the great library of human existence. But what lurks behind the veil of deception keeps trying to seed our imaginations with its unimpressive agenda. It's tragic and traumatic need to usurp human evolution for its bitter and twisted end. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The fantasy which has infiltrated our egoic minds has no right to be there, but it is. Allowing us to create synthetic personas to energise and engage others who do the same. It has layered itself over our true identity in such away that it is almost impossible to detect. But bathing in reverent exploits such as synchronicity and intuition we unmask this mediocre agenda and see it for what it truly is. A cry for validation from a time and space beyond this moment. A reaching out from another species of intellect whose only level of acknowledgement is so conflicting with ours that our blending of the two minds will inevitability end in the total destruction of both sources of life. It creates its destructive portals through levels of power on this planet such as religion, politics and anything to do with power. It disguises itself intuitively into everything you desire. It interbreeds with your dreams, salivates at seduction and rapes all creative inspiration. We cohabitate with this ethereal force with each breath, and yes, we allow it to infiltrate our sacredness. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What is it ? you may ask. Well I cannot tell you. You have to find out for yourself. But I can tell you this. IT is why we live in fear of our greatness. IT is what we die aimlessly for. IT is what we contaminate our preciousness with. IT defines the moment of our true heroism and turns them into shallow and dubious acts of cowardliness. IT wants you to embrace its mediocrity and embellish in its blasphemic altruism. IT will keep you away from your defining moment of enlightenment. I will give you a hint though...... Let's call it 'BRAND X'</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Its labyrinth of deceit replicates desire the same way a robot would show love. It hides in the CGI (computer generated graphics) of our reality. The illusion of its existence is probably the greatest dilemma of our time. It has taken me 56 years to define IT. </span></div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-36178716414203902752013-04-16T04:30:00.003-07:002013-08-05T20:54:21.293-07:00THE NEW TERRAIN<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We as a human collective are in the midst now of seeing Collective Greatness on a massive scale. Corporations being challenged because of their heinous ethical behaviour to humanity. Governments being thrown out by millions of people. Inventions being created by young and aspiring souls who believe what they stand for has merit. These are not mere occurrences, this is 'Dynamic Collective Intent' ('DCI) at play. The energies being released now by the Collective Consciousness have but one intent driving them, and that is 'LOVE'. No other DCI has the power to do what is being done. No other DCI has the agenda to do what is being done in this moment in time. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Some of you sit sadly on the sidelines, refusing to believe you have played any part in this majesty and triumph of Human Intent. I beg to differ. Your life, whether you believe it or not, has been created for this purpose. All you have to do is peel the layers of negative systemic propaganda which has infiltrated your psyche. We do not have to bow to evil like our parents did. We do not have to take responsibility for their inaction to their Divine Destiny. Give it back to them. Remember, humans are replicators. We learn by copying others. If our learning leads us to making mistakes then we create a portal where our own individual magnificence can transcend old teachings, and this is where we see our 'True Selves' share in this Collective journey through FEAR.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So as you suffer in the silence of each waking breath, know you are being transformed and are transforming on a Global Scale. Sit silently with people and create intents which free others of the shackles of shame and guilt vilified by unethical establishments in the guise of goodness. Watch as another part of you creates. Allow ALL of yourself to play in the true game of life. Be compassionate and empathetic to the human dilemma being perpetrated against humanity by a few psychopathic minds. And be assured your LOVE has an integral part to play in this evolutionary transformation. </span></div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-80465571845753688182012-12-29T18:30:00.001-08:002012-12-29T18:47:49.970-08:00HAPPY NEW ERA<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Near the Eve of welcoming 2013, I was satiated with the desire to write a brief synopsis of the life I will be leaving behind to the Life I will be manifesting. Regardless of times and dates and memories hidden within my subconscious, my life will never be the same again. My qualm with the years that have gone by is that there were never enough souls in my life whose passion of knowing that we were never destined to fail as a Collective Spirit seemed to be kept in Dream status, instead of allowing it into physical, emotional and spiritual manifestation. </div>
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Men have gathered together for thousands of years creating ceremonies and partaking in rituals which define their intent as seekers of the divine. Most if not all tribal societies are found to be matriarchal. The vision and guidance of the Sacred Grande Mothers of the tribes have pierced through time like a swift arrow guided sacredly towards the Galactic Core. This to me defines the awkwardness of the last 2000 years of mans validation of his strength and persistence in defining his role as imminent in the voyage of the planet towards peace and contentment for all. But nothing can be further from the truth. </div>
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I have lived under this false construct for 55 years and have felt the rage it holds for anything truly divine. I have felt the sting of belligerent religions masquerading as caretakers of the children. I have had the hands of these men all over me, trying desperately to extract my soul for their bloodthirsty rituals. I have felt the separation of family as a child as this system tore all of us apart, leaving us for dead in their dangerous and predatorial institutions. I have stood silently as a man and watched this system do its best to do the same to my child. I have shed more tears than there are stars for this indignity put upon me. At the same time feeling the collective pain of all other indignities perpetrated on humanity since the dawn of this patriarchal bliss.</div>
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Yet my resilience always told me of another possibility which is here for humans to connect with. As a child these traumas were stored away and kept hidden until I found time to become an observer of what my physical body had endured. The mind seemed to mend itself quite well in preparation of what was to come. I endured quite well in the chaotic atmosphere of western civilisation. I was never in any shape as a child to focus on dreams or pursuits of those around me. I was filled with the screams of wallowing children, trying to make sense of the pain they were enduring. No retrospect nor ability to do anything about what was happening to myself and those around me. I did however feel the change inside me.</div>
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I felt the pain of those whose necessity to inflict their confusion onto me was a dire need to absolve them of their sins. I know it never worked for them as it did for me, they were at constant war with themselves for the life they chose to lead. The sacrifice of their souls creative expression cut them into more pieces, turning them into dominated slaves of patriarchal bliss. These men and women of the clergy lived savage lives and died savage deaths. Leaving behind a wake of madness, an external representation of their minds. I sat and watched this drama play out in front of me, and through the years I saw it transpire onto television. </div>
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Funny that. There was no singing nun, there was no saviour of the people in my world. So why did they project this lie onto a screen with actors being paid? All that existed in my world in my early years was chaos, nothing more, nothing less. A child extracted from his parents and put into a system of chaos. The same for my three siblings. Chaos. </div>
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The years have taught me to be compassionate even to those who create the illusion that they are victimised. Playing superfluous roles of their parents or loved ones, whose dysfunction crept into their realities. When all along they could have had whatever they wanted. Be whoever they wanted. How much of this is genetic mutation of just replication of a false ideal to lead you away from beauty and abundance for the sake control and quasi power? </div>
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It has taught me to be full of empathy to those who still have that sparkle of light in their eye. It has taught me to be who I am in this diluting duality. It has given me the strength to teach others by just sitting in silence with them. My spirit does all the talking. Yours will to. For it is in the silence we get to know who we are and where we are and what is to come. It is the silence which blesses you with originality. </div>
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As we turn another page towards our true destiny, let me leave you some thoughts to ponder on. We were never meant to fail in our great quest. It is what lurks within the mind which vilifies you and no where else. Soon you will be free of this menacing thought, and those who implanted this obscenity in your mind will beg for forgiveness. Your decision in that moment will be your greatest. Choose well my dear friends. You have earned the right to be powerful, but do not replicate the fasle power which has bound humanity in fear for the past 2000 years. The Universe awaits your uniqueness. </div>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-66639502944173758512012-06-02T19:31:00.000-07:002012-07-24T05:28:18.590-07:00FOLLOW THE BOUNCING BALL<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Please be safe within your mind at this important juncture of
humanity. A force has set upon us, which is not conducive to our
Collective Souls Destiny of safety, balance and contentment. Many of you will
read this and feel there is no need to be wary. If that is your wish, then so be
it. During humanities cultural induction into the current Fear Paradigm,
post 1933, we have lost and been cut off from collective tools, which keep
our Collective Imagination safe from any threat, locally and universally. As we
all open ourselves to the 2012 hypothesis, whether apocalyptic or utopian, we
need to look at our connection to the EARTH. </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Throughout our lives mythology has given us wonderful concepts to
embrace in re-creating the magi-c that has so vehemently been preyed
upon by Religions and Politics. The 'Beast from the Sea’ and the 'Beast from
the Land'. Let's look closely at these two terminologies that we can find
bandied about in the Book of Revelations. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">The Beast from the Sea, POLITICS,
indicates to me that we know Sovereignty has been deleted from our collective
script into creating a world full of vacuous sheep, led by the Dark Shepherds.
Whose greed and lust for power has rendered them as Psychopaths. But why the
SEA? Well, the current legal system operating in Politics is 'Admiralty Law',
which governs the sea. It has been coagulated and redefined and also
manipulated that this is the law we are suppose to live by on land. But this is
where the Bankers fill their pockets with the spoils of this deception. Their
clever and sinister plan to make money from each and every one of us has been
one of the most guarded secrets of all contemporary time.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">The fact that through theft and deception these same Bankers have
bankrupted every government on the planet through coercion and most often
targeting all individuals who participate in the 'Game of Politics'. Blackmail,
sexual misconduct, threatening families, even death of loved ones in many
instances. But do these political figures realise the skulduggery that is
attached to their profession? Many don't, some do. But since the end of WW11,
more than 60 countries throughout the world have been decimated because they
dare to evolve and implement progressive co-habitational models, which allow
their societies to improve and nurture their citizens. This is a fundamental
component of being human. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">'The only permanent thing on the planet is change'. </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">In defying the Bankers mandate to control all societies, Political
Agencies such as 'Foreign Policy' are turned into war machines to
implement this mandate through sheer force. Syphoning all monies from the
created class structures to feed these beasts. Keeping the planet in a
continuous state of destabilisation, purely for control purposes. Who could
have dreamed up such a barbaric plan? Would we as human beings create such a
world for our children? </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I don't think so!</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Then there is "The Beast from the Land'. RELIGION. The
barbaric wars, which have been fought on land for the last 1600 years, all in
the name of Religious prosperity. So called divine doctrines to aid individuals
to a state of 'Rapture & Enlightenment', from the beginning of the Dark
Ages. Initiated by a group of Misogynist Religious Zealots,
whose lust for power and hate of woman drove a Religious killing machine still
very much alive 1600 years later. The hills and valleys throughout the world
which are stained by these brutal Religiously perpetrated wars have not been
sufficiently healed. But one thing to consider.
This persecution against women also was to be
perpetrated on Mother Earth herself. Do not be fooled as to the real motivation
of these demonic organizations to keep the earth herself in
a constant state of sadness. </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">And through this persecution, Corporations have taken over the
Religious Mandate of the planet in the name of progress. So the Land and the
Sea have been covered with this same agenda. We have been buried in
a quagmire of male toxicity connected to a toxic power structure, and
now the Collective Imagination is waking also. Believing that this is not what
is meant to be. Imagining better lives for ourselves and our loved ones and
also for the rest of humanity. We need to take responsibility of this
Imagining, realising this is one of the tools in which humanity could lead
itself out of the deluge of mans naivety. </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">We are awakening our power again. Taking it back from the devils
who stole it for their own. It was never theirs to begin with. The lists have
been written for those who have fed from this insidious slush. Hundreds and
thousands of people who took greed, power, manipulation and deception as their own and ran with it. What will
become of these infidels when the Collective Soul awakens fully? I hope they
will tend the fields of their misgivings. Stand on the earth they have tried to
destroy. Because this is the next stage of their process. To feel the earths
pain in totality. Whether they are left standing after that I don't know.
I urge them to stop this insanity now, before their Life Review with GAIA. </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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of obsolete reasoning, the halls and lecture
rooms of academia are stained with the inconclusive perception of our true origins. We </span><span style="font-size: 15px;">scrutinize</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> this institutional way of thinking because it smells deceptive. It is bound by the coercion and finite pursuit of self-appointed demigods, who cast dispersions of disdain on
the establishments who suspend the manufactured hypothesis of existence with no purposeful conclusion.
Our purpose, destiny, agenda is nothing other than our own experience. No interference
is necessary unless we allow it. Whether it creates or crucifies us, it is our journey to infuse our story into the true earth library. Our divine
testament given to the library of human nature. A biological moment planted in
time, and as we awake in this dimensional matrix, we inhabit an overwhelming sense
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western </span><span style="font-size: 15px;">civilization</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;">, our gaze is being diverted toward the mediocre. No rationale to our inner longing for peace and contentment. In
our true egoic state, life is replicating materialism. Objects of desire are deeming more important in priorital manifestation, empowering an insidious momentum
into our collective destiny. We have been sidetracked from this important and
sacred agenda. Covertly and cleverly. We gallantly succumb to all
victimizations which society churns out in its illegitimate slurry.
We bow our heads to greet our captors, bewildered as to the whereabouts of a place other than the present moment. There are accentuations in the dominator paradigm of higher
dimensional intent coating our societal dilemma. It is too thorough in its covert interpretation. </span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">The binding agent driving this ambiguous manipulation is part of
an alien technology, which has been used as social control mechanisms disguised as humane and enlightening constructs which we gladly submit to. Most institutions have adopted </span><span style="font-size: 15px;">their</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> own order to deflect our true
agenda away from the collective soul for centuries. By ‘alien’ I
don’t mean the extraterrestrial kind. I am suggesting that this mechanism is
part of a technology, which is totally alien to humans and nature. It has been
kept from the people in order to manipulate us collectively. It is a quasi-intuitive theocratic
mechanism directed at the subconscious, creating its desired outcome other than
its true original purpose. <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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is best suited to explain this illegitimate coercion. Most of the momentum for our fear based society has been fed by the
victim - perpetrator paradigm. </span><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; text-indent: 36pt;">A slave creates servitude to the master without question, critique or purpose.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 11pt;">As we </span><span style="font-size: 15px;">dissect</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> the Corporate Mindset, each level of
responsibility is allowed a specific variance of information to feed on.
Whether the material is </span><span style="font-size: 15px;">sustenance</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> for the individuals mind or not is irrelevant. It has not been created to evolve, or
to imbue the workers with revelations. It is a carefully concocted fragment which interplays with those who have created its intent.</span><span style="font-size: 11pt;"> Most, if not all corporate men and women’s minds have been influenced without their knowledge. All institutions have
been created to serve and service this agenda. All indoctrination, which takes
place within the institutionalised learning complex, has evolved from this agenda
to enslave the Divine Human. It is up to each individual to
experience this manipulation in their own way, although it is perplexing to be
creative while perpetuating your own destruction. <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt;"> We wised up eloquently to serve with
gracious arrogance, the beast knocking repetitiously at our splendor. Materialism
allowed us to explore vulnerability to its extreme. Each of us co-created our
own part to play. Our own identity
eventually created a new quasi-distortion of our true evolutionary
path. An integration of ego, soul and spirit within a victim-perpetrator paradigm. As multiple personalities were created to conspire in this
3D matrix, we are vying for validation within our own battered individual
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Our collective imagination, with the aid of the concept of evil, has now taken our species once again to the brink of extinction. Each second paralyzes the next with an overactive and insane expediency to implode into the moment. The silence of truth is deafening. It is only in this silence can we see the light of heaven and hell with the same eyes we see nature glorifying itself in divine perpetuity. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Within each waking moment, we seize an impetus within our psyches which, by no fault of our own, is breaking free of this cellular endorsement to mediocrity. We create beauty everyday, true beauty, with true abandonment. We go off with the pixies to refuel from this 3D hiccup. We constantly reassure others that the odds are against humanity and we are definitely a long shot to come out of these murky waters unstained, underwhelmed and undone. Well, sort of. We are hesitant to create new connections for fear they hold an old past memory which needs attention. A diabolical part of yourself that faded away in the moonlight. We have been the beast, the burden and now moving into the sacrificial lamb...for the sake of a few old men.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This is where your mediocrity originates from. A catharsis of unoriginality fuelled by a bloody war and sips of devilish power for the sake of a moment filled without love, empathy & compassion. An almost mechanically driven moment operating without soul nor spirit. We wonder what the world could be. We have reference points of our personal utopia. But now dears, it's time to put those moments together. We are the jigsaw puzzling ourselves. Crucifying the uncorrupted. Poppycock, it can't be done. Neither history nor science are unblemished by the stains of innocent blood, because a self proclaimed God stopped by to have some fun at our expense. But how powerful really is an irresponsible God? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">A vacuum of of love is trying to get at us, knocking on the doors of truth, exposing an anomaly found nowhere else in the universe. Sparks of majesty are crowning the children of earth, so they can tell their stories to the star children. Suits are becoming as unpopular as toxic food, the noose around our brothers neck leaves him with no oxygen, gasping for air in an undiluted paradise of smelly disdain for the meek and vulnerable. It was old memories which trapped him. The discouragement of fathers bent because of war. Too brittle to father anything vulnerable. Too damaged to be loved. Lying in bed reliving an irresponsible moment created with a deceptive eye. We say sorry in between breaths because our souls are compassionate. We are always there when we hear the silent impetuous screams from the collective heart. We keep getting damaged by these innocuous memories we hold onto. The baggage which heaven refuses. Slight distortions of moments intended for bliss, not misery. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I beseech you. How do we get you onside? On a platform paved with true historic inevitability. Not the fodder served up to your damaged child. Let you know of realities where you danced for centuries because dancing was the rhythmic speech of love. Each step from now on must be paved with grace. So we continue to unwind ourselves in this misty oversight of soul. We over embellish in sanctimonious fear of being persecuted on a cellular level. But the beast will get inside of you. Humming in your bones to the tunes of archontic crimson. It wants to inhabit your soul momentarily. It wants to emulate compassion. The yearning for the nurturing we so lost. It eats your memories with lustful intent, drying the tears of sentiment under rose coloured glasses. It is to you I offer a potential I had yearned for. Today I told the world I cared. In my own voice of inexplicable destiny. I'm done crying, dying for the sins of broken men, bitter and twisted in the pool of unlimited potential. It is a potential that is being called upon to bind the moment with grace and gratitude.</span></div>
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</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-84393070217767119762012-04-28T05:41:00.002-07:002023-10-21T23:34:45.335-07:00STAY FREE<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-size: small;">In present contemporary western society a new anomaly is surfacing which is having dramatic ramifications for those individuals who consider themselves 'awake and aware'. They are peeling off friends and family who are ignorant of the information they are ingesting. Making rash decisions to eradicate those sleeping in the midst of an enormous injection of spiritual and political gnosis, mainly to do with a sudden transparency within their own consciousness. Yet purely defined boundaries are placing them in extreme and intense confrontations with others who cannot perceive where their journey will take them. There also seems to be a lessening of guilt and grieving for those who have been let go of. Deeming their predictable behaviour as abhorrent and not worthy of empathy and compassion to help them understand their call to arms. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sitting aside a young man today, I saw how his mind was so distorted with the problems of life and society that his will to create any solutions had gone long ago. Not only has he taken on the disturbance of his heritage, his family dysfunction, his family's abusive behavioural patterns, but also his families death wish. We talked about creativity, our potential and our momentary confrontation with our destiny. He had a shutdown mechanism for all of his potential, not just sporadic dilemmas which circulated in his problematic continuum. His family had dumped all their shit on this unsuspecting soul. Not even giving him a chance to explore his own mind. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The mind is a trickster at the best of times. It portrays many illusions of connecting with others in deep and significant ways. But it is momentary, and cannot be replicated due to the cycles of trauma we experience. Once we identify the process of elimination, stripping out minds of the indoctrination of others and peeling the layers to the self, we may be to old or dis-eased to enjoy this freedom. Within tribal societies these mechanisms were built in. But with western civilisation, it seems that there is so many integral parts of this process missing, it deems quite logical to say that they are left out for a reason. A lack of vital information increases our chances to fall prey for those who have it. But hey, these societies are created on 'PREDATION'. We are, as a collective species endangering ourselves with a lack of imagination. Individual imagining is an essential part to the collective. It frees the mind, allowing abstract thought to flourish and interact with the distortion buried within. It gives our creative juices time to intermingle with a reality in which we can be our true selves. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So as we prepare to enter the universal mind, we must allow our imagining to increase to its fullest potential. We must offer our individual imagination to synthesise and integrate with the collective imagining. Only then will we as a divine species inherently manifest our collective destiny. It was not available to us all until now, we know this. Our mandate must be recognised and fulfilled. This is not how humanity is supposed to interact with the earth. For those who have predated on those whose only wish was to live in harmony with the planet, your time is up. We have not witnessed a surge of organic technologies which exist within the collective psyche interact with those who oppose it. What is to come will be miraculous. It is time to take responsibility for what we imagine. We are co-creators with Mother Earth, to turn our world into a world free of FEAR. Create with all, and in that creation the real destiny of Humanity will show itself. It has no choice. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">Much
information has surfaced regarding the human dilemma and our integral journey
from the far reaches of the universe. There are many celestial and
extra-terrestrial presences here, and have been for centuries coercing our
evolution into abandoning fear and exposing the tyranny and tyrants who have
embellished their control over the human race. Unfortunately we have a
paradoxical obstruction which nine tenths of the populations are ignorant to
the inter-dimensionality of this predicament. Ignorance is a bliss we can't
afford anymore as a collective consciousness. We must endeavour to infiltrate
the constricted mass mind and impregnate it with the truth. We must implement a
clear indictment that we will take responsibility of each other that all go
through to this next stage of human evolution. Without this mandate humanity
will not be fully conscious. There will always be an underlying sub terrain of
secrets and covert manipulation against the human population, primarily aimed
at keeping each of us in a two dimensional matrix, cutting us off from our
divine destiny as a collective mind.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">The
framework of this vexative dissatisfaction has created junk food for the
demagogues.</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">Not being satisfied
with the spoils of power, the Oligarchs or ruling class has created a
desire to rid all others out of the bloodlines a poor and destitute life
subservient to them until we perish. Creating slaves in laboratories without
the intervention of the human celestial mandate. As the dimensional veils thin
out to expose those who have preyed on our every move throughout history, many
will be compelled to own up to their insidious and heinous crimes. Coming to
terms with the process of past-life review when leaving this earth. A proponent
of our pre-death biological technology of being human. </span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">A hell for which many will relive till
the end of time as they experience the pain and torture of each individual who
has perished due to their deceit. Many unconventional historians need to move
on into the theory that humanity is being demonized by an inter dimensional
power whose mandate is to keep humanity in a constant and perpetuate state of
disarray. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">Science will never agree to such a preposterous accusation, purely
because science is one of the mechanisms, which have been infiltrated to
stagnate the journey of humanity. Politics, education, academia and other elements
of quasi-historical illusions have all been penetrated with deceit and
treachery. We as men are allowing this to distract us from our true uniqueness.
We are paying the price for this servitude. This ethereal castration of man
beyond the boundaries of our own cognitive existence. So we meander through our
lives trying to imagine our own sanctity when every word of knowledge regarding
our spiritual and divine origins has been confiscated from us like naughty
schoolchildren who have misbehaved. </span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">The unprepared
and unnatural leaves our intuitive nature disillusioned. We enter this naturic realm
of sanctity in spirit through vortices laced with universal authenticity. We
need no validation being here on this planet. We are not here to be scrutinized
and pulverized with mediocrity in the form of theocratic pursuits. There is no
underlying godhead other than the originator of soul. But there is something
here waiting to enslave us. Having no perennial authorization from our spiritual
source. It lurks on the peripheral of cosmic sanctification, with weapons
created by its logistical free will to bear arms against the spirit molecule.
It is a hostile agent rebelling against the sacredness of this living planet
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for lost knowledge will endeavour to reach a pinnacle of understanding in
underpinning earths historic record with the true creation mythos. Misinformation
in its abundance has been let loose on humanity to shield us from the true creation
story of our existence. It does not matter how the information has been leaked
into the mass collective mindset. What matters is that disinformation is still
being used to keep humanity away from its true origins. Scholars in all genres
of mythology will endeavour to give us glimpses into our beginnings, but few
will extract the pure truth and be willing to release it in its entirety. </span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">In many
tribal cultures throughout the world the storyteller hold important information
regarding the time-lines of the tribe itself. Information has been passed to
them from elder to elder to sanctify and sustain all levels of understanding
and enable a safe and secure path into the future for all who dwell within the
tribe. Most, if not all earth dwellers have a fundamental right to true and
exact information of their creation story. Excepting for western civilization,
most other civilizations have been comfortable in their understanding of their
true origins. Western information tends to be in contention about the
authenticity of its beginnings. Most religious perceptions regarding human
design are derogatory to the divine feminine aspect, giving most of the
credibility to some off planet male superior being who is intolerant to its
creation. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">Regardless
of how systemic the infiltration of a patriarchal creator has been implemented
into the historical record, religious or otherwise, it is preposterous to even
contemplate to negate the feminine aspect out of our creation story. No record
of any organic male evolved creation other than external material inorganic
matter has been recorded in the history of the planet. So why, in the advent of
Abrahamic religions are we suppose to </span></span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">not</span></span></i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;"> use our ability to critically analyse in observing and deciphering these
patriarchal dominated myths and seeing them for what they truly are? </span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">A lie so massive that a huge percentage
of the population of this planet has been indoctrinated to believe this preposterous
collaboration with mediocrity! </span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">Temporary
obstructions injected into the mass consciousness to momentarily sidetrack
humanity from its true path. </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">I </span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">suppose</span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">
</span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">we need to ask ourselves about the apathy in accepting these antiquated belief
systems being fed to humanities compassionate heart. We must at all costs
uncover our true creation story and integrate it into our daily lives. We must
balance the patriarchal dominance with the true story of the Goddess Sophia and
her fall from the Pleromic Realm to experience her sanctification and union
with her creation. Humanity. We must interact with her and put ourselves back on
our true path of enlightenment, disregarding all patriarchal stereotypical
godheads and the victim-perpetrator paradigm in which they rule. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">It is now we are seeding the soul to transcend
itself. We are feeding it a human experience which when integrated will
sanctify our mother who dwells in this universe to acknowledge her freedom
through humanity. She has bought us with her, leaving the sanctity of the
Pleromic Realm to share in the true wonderment of her universal creation. The
Gods & Goddesses of the Divine Creation blessed us the moment we were
conceived. Our mandate overwhelms all other universal entities of what we are
about to do. No other time has a species had such a pivotal role in universal
consciousness.</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">There are no
demands on those who seek the truth other than the lie they believe. So where
do we go to seek this truth out. When suspicion has seeped into our collective
intellect. Is there a trust we have been kept from on this planet?</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">As we infect our hearts and minds our
journey becomes heavier and heavier with the burden of survival. We give up our
right to play in this wondrous garden and learn to tolerate the lie and live
alongside it, watching the damage it causes to our planet and each other. But
in the quiet of our loneliness we become the heroes we know we truly are. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">I hear the ground grow tired of apathy. I see a
clear pain emanating from Our Goddess's heart. I do, in my own special way to
correct this imbalance we as men have created. I enter the feminine realm with
distortion and reverence. I too have legacies that I toil with daily. I have a
mind which is vulnerable to this patriarchal wake of death. The more
understanding reaches for me to cure this catastrophe, the more I cry. I cry
for you and me, in an empathically sombre frame of mind. That we have come to
this point in time where we have sighted the beast and now we must visit the
caves to daydream about our own private ‘Utopia’. We've helped create the
beast, now we have to take responsibility for its return to its
inter-dimensional prison. We must not look up anymore. We must look to Sophia/Gaian
wisdom as though it has never left the planet. In our remarkable toleration,
due to our collective compassion and empathy, we were separated from a divine desire
we possess. Yet all are under fire from worlds beyond ours. We must, in order
to live harmoniously, acknowledge that the patriarchal matrix has no place in
human evolution due to ineffectual nurturing capabilities. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">The contemplation of any conflict within the human
mind needs to be implanted into the human collective as its true potential
indicates perfect balance. The physical body is guided by the spirit, an
etheric presence existing within each of us, a map, a guide, a song which sings
it praises to the Divine methodology as it balances this cruel and
unjustifiable attack primarily directed at the Divine power of the Earth
herself in co-creating this paradise with humanity. All who wish to harm her
are not human. As we hurriedly search for the cure to this almost clandestine
level of destruction, we need to understand there is an abundance of nurturing
there if we are willing to connect to its source. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">Now, as the Akashic Library opens, the lost
knowledge will be transparent to all of us. We can feed from its nurturing
tales of our sacred union as we interact and learn her enlightening doctrine.
We can once again join the dance of life as it were intended. Tending the
resignation of surrender to her non-judgemental and inspirational creations.
Laying to rest this techno-manifestation, which plagues humanity and leads us
away from our Divine Contentment.</span></span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;"> </span></span></span></div>
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unabated in delivering this planet to the true source. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">NewProphetsInitiative</div>NEW PROPHETS INITIATIVEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04801974968853089814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1700016354352194494.post-14769389107575545702012-02-20T12:51:00.000-08:002012-06-03T02:51:41.823-07:00YOU WILL KNOW WHAT TO MAKE OF US<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">When all is done and dusted with what this 'Ascension' entails, would you have used your time wisely? This is the question we are all asking ourselves. Am I doing what needs to be done? Am I firmly planted in the reality of this monumental transition, or am I merely a product of the phantasy that humanity has lost itself in? I say 'Phantasy' because the Virtual Reality world your gods dwell in is actually called 'PHANTASIA'. Yes, this is its name, where the Abrahamic Father gods were spawned. As Moses perilously trekked to the top of Sinai to meet his maker, he was deceived. From out of the clouds came an optical illusion, a virtual reality experience. A synthesis of his own interpretation of who 'GOD ' was. What I'm really saying is that he believed his own bullshit, then manifested it. His misogynistic indoctrination had paid off well, and as the leader of his misogynistic tribe he led them to their misogynistic paradise. Here we still are today. Laden with misogynists in the guise of CEO's, politicians, leaders, clergy... Well you know who you are!
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">In fact the whole corporatocracy structure is a festering playground of misogynistic phalluses, trying to impregnate the Divine Mother with its toxic sperm. What's more disgusting is that these men of corporate valour are sealing their death warrants with the meek who will inherit their playground, and the ratio of a million to one ensures their bones will be scraped of their flesh of the like of which happened in Alexandria to Hypatia in 415 CE. The last of the pagan Noblewomen who was a great seer in the Great Library of Alexandria. The day of her death was the day the 'Dark Ages' began. Her flesh was scraped off her bones by a frenzied christian mob of workers who were encouraged by a Christian Zealot named Peter the Reader. A part of a secret society of misogynists, 'women haters' if you please.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The level of 'PREDATION' which infests this planet today is due cause for some natural catastrophic event to pull them into line. Or eradicate their sorry asses forever. Either, either, it wouldn't be too soon. In fact my father is one of these predators. After being sodomised in India as a young man by groups of priests at a Catholic College just outside New Delhi.... Kings College, Meerut to be precise, his destiny had been ungraciously rammed in his ass. So what was to become of this tortured young man? Well I will gladly tell you.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">On his arrival to Australia in 1953 he met my mother. She was an unassuming young 23 year old Australian girl who had no idea what was about to transpire. They had 4 children, consecutive years, she was a good catholic breeder. No sooner did the fourth child pop out, well three months after, than they abandoned their children. Leaving their modest dwelling and going in the opposite direction as each other. The mother NEVER returned. The father returned later as the children grew up in these barbaric institutions. They were in Catholic Orphanages and he was their only legal guardian. Continual adoption efforts led to no avail and his signature was needed for that to happen. He wanted to prey on his siblings, and this he did for many years. He wasn't about to give up the right to destroy our lives, as well as the countless other children he physically and sexually abused. I would go so far as to say hundreds of children fell prey to his sexual deviancy spawned in that Catholic College in India.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">To cut a long story short, well as short as I possibly can to make my point, I have just spent the last five years in my home town trying to get him imprisoned, for life. He is still offending, I feel it, I sense it, I know it. After a 5 year Royal Commission, Police agencies and hundreds of hours of myself and my siblings time, retelling our sad stories to countless government officials in order for this to happen, myself and my youngest sister were led into the Attorney Generals Office for our last interview. Oh, I must mention that my father didn't stop sodomising my older brother from the age of 5 till he was 36.. he is now 56. So there we were in this government office. The Attorney General by the way was a born again Christian and continually berated all involved with the commission in the media from its inception until its conclusion. Labelling us as liars, weak and not worthy of the public monies that funded the commission. He is a misogynist, and so are all his cronies. If I saw them hanging in the streets by their feeble necks I don't feel I would bother conjuring up some benign emotion to notice them. I would just walk by, unaffected.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">So, back to the office. The players were the Attorney Generals Chief Legal Council (25 year old girl fresh out of law school). The Police Paedophile Task Force chief woman officer. A 22 year old (fresh out of nappies) counsellor who was there in case we needed a shoulder to cry on. She turned out to be as useless as the institution which taught her. A stenographer (you know how the government likes to waste paper..poor trees) and myself, 54 and my younger sister 52. We had waited 40 years for this moment, for some sort of closure to the pain we all had suffered at the hand of this maniac. The conversation started. We were told that conclusive to all our testimonies they would not be pursuing the charges with my father. My sister stood up abruptly and called them all 'fucking cunts' before she stormed out, which left me alone with these morons. The counsellor child started to get up and I told her not to bother, that she would probably never return if she even approached my sister. She took my offer and sat down.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I told them that they were a part of a system which gives the hierarchy the right to abuse who the fuck they want. I told them that they wouldn't hear the last of me, in fact that I would take this experience to the world and never stop talking about it. I told them I would gather like-minded people and together we would destroy this vile system once and for all. That I can guaranteed them.
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">So now, my dear friends and I are at the precipice, about to fly into the belly of the beast, then rip its tortured heart out. Oculus Radio will be one of the guided swords created by the Divine Mother which will create the initial incisions for the beast to die, finally after 2000 years of death sprees. We will position ourselves outside the beasts enclosure and extract as many souls as we can to be with us in our journey onto the Universal Stage. We hope you can come too.
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">Each day as I gaze momentarily into the 'Fear Culture', visions of a momentum in 'Spiritual Genocide' greet me with a lucidity I have not seen before. The 'Light Workers' are fighting their fight, as if they are sentient beings sent by the 'Light' to rid humanity of 'Evil'. 'Evil' only exists in the minds of men and nowhere else in the universe. The 'Light' is being threatened, tortured and even murdered for the right to its beliefs. Whether true intent nurture those energising this fractured matrix, they are still craving somewhat of a dignified death.
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">A dignified death! 'Light Workers' are allowing, by invocation, more etheric beings to help them with their beast. Spinning spells with their sword, plunging into a syntax which dignifies death. No one has not had a good life. No-one has been bound to this psychopathic mind. Are we not pure desire, but from loyalty to another mind. A mind of subtle graciousness which cannot be replicated. Nor can it be imitated. We know this. This is Gnosis.
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">The tincture of this anomaly which seeks dignity, comes from an ancient desire to be bound. Indoctrinated into schizophrenic bliss. A blissful chaotic contentment, in which immoral vacuums of desolation coat each of us, as the metal rain settles onto our gracious mother, then proceeds to poison her. This is prog - Gnosis.
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">We know too much. We are the first ones who know 'too much' in two thousand years. We died a thousand times to bring this knowing to all, access to the Akashic Library. Within those walls we became saint, sinner, and to dinner came the enemy. With luscious gifts and saviore faire to taint your perplexity. And we bought it! We owned it as if it were our blood and bone. Then we gladly gave our thrones away for plastic chairs.
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">The silt of the earth has been littered with 'Fallen Prophets'. Those of us who break themselves open, then broken further by the broken blade. The 'Marked Ones' who are denied of their fulfilment. This is misogyny at play, with its devious and deceptive intent. This game we were ordered to play is OVER. You have said it so.
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<span style="font-family: "Verdana", sans-serif;">As we drift beyond the Red Sea, in ships bound together with divine intent on our journey homeward. We take the last glance back to bid a mediocre storm fair well. For even in its unmagnificence, it created you to be brighter, than you have ever been before. This inconsequential rift trying to replicate human divinity has allowed us to see, within its murky waters, a reflection of a sorrow we need to heal. That we are here to heal.
So the Soul is on the 'Chopping Block', the guillotine which separated each of us from each others love. </span></div>
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