Heart Connecting with My Granddaughter Emily Last Night

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August 14, 2019

Last night I went to bed at 10:30PM. A strong electromagnetic storm had been going on for the past three hours, as Nibiru is now very close: the skies are very obscured with HAARPed clouds of the chemsprays to create the filters that hide the light sprectrum people would see Nibiru by, which also are toxic to all life, and killing it (all), creating destruction and a world of controllable nanobot technology for the transhuman agenda of Lucifer. Because of the plasma arc-ing, all electrical plugs are pulled from outlets except for the air conditioner, and there are no WiFi devices on, no LED is on either (LiFi), and the cell is debatteried, in a metal box. Any EMFs are from sources outside my apartment.

As I do when lying down to sleep, I thanked God for the day, and cleared my mind and breathed and let go to sleep.

I awoke two hours later (I later found out), after this. I will do my best to record simply what I experienced. There is no “transition” into this Happening; no frame of reference, segue, etc.

I realized that I was looking at a scene my granddaughter Emily had made with a program: it seemed like I had found this online (now I am blocked from her Instagram, so there is truly no ‘window’ for me into her life), and as I looked at it with the great interest I had, seeing the room, I saw it was of depth, and moving. Like an environmental shadowbox with objects and light and motion.

It was a room I looked into as if there were no wall between me and it. [small diagram] It was warmly lit with glowing golden light from three bay windows (like my girlhood bedroom had) at the wall opposite me. A soft, late afternoon light, not harsh like the light now. I could see that there was some furniture; shelves, things hanging on the walls behind the three chairs arranged in a semi-circle directly in front of me. A rug, perhaps braided like the one I had made when Emily lived with me in 2013, was in the center of the floor, the chairs around it. There were two pieces of white paper on the rug, one to the right and closer to me near the chair to the right-most of the semi-circle, and another toward the center chair. I was straining to read them (they were written on by her). All I can recall is that they expressed her feelings including about our enforced estrangement, and as I studied the scene, I realized it shimmered and was moving, and a cat quickly got up (it had looked like it was curled sleeping) from the left chair and jumped to the center chair, then the chair on the right, and sat. I saw that the cat was a burnished auburn-red colored tabby, and I realized I was seeing something that was happening, not just a painting or drawing.

And I said “Emily, can you hear me?”

After a very short pause, I heard her somewhat hesitantly reply (she is not allowed to interact with me and I am shunned, she was forced at age 11 to cut me out of her life, and she wrote in a book she made and gave to me – a small baby book with inserts she filled of things for me to remember her by “for when you think of me” she said as she took it from her purse and put it in my hand, looking back to see if her dad (my son Max) and his second wife Laura saw her do this – “I tear off a piece of my soul and give it to you for you to keep”): “Yes”. Another very short pause and in a voice that quickly shifted into the confident voice I recognized from when we were allowed to be gramma and granddaughter, she said “And you can see my thoughts and hear what I am thinking.”

And another “page” floated down, as a leaf might settle to the bottom of a pool of water, so thin and delicate, like a gossamer membrane like the inside of an egg the chick hatches from, but thinner, as if it was all color with no backing surface. It [diagram] came right down, obviously intentionally, and I saw it as if it were in a watery atmosphere. As it reached the rug, its edges still quavered and rippled, and the room was full of energy. I looked at the drawing (*it was a drawing she did) enraptured, and it was a white Rose of Sharon flower with carmine-tinted edges and center, and the one flower filled the paper, which never truly ‘settled’, but just-so-delicately hovered over the rug, as if alive.

All of this happened in an instant.

I replied (to her saying to me “and you can see my thoughts”, for all of this happened with no delays: experienced): “It’s beautiful. And I can hear you whistling.” For she had been softly whistling a melody as the flower came down. (Jamie whistled, I whistled, Max whistles.)

And then the room began to dim, and the dimension and ethereal glow withdrew as if a dial had been turned like volume down, and in the pause as I waited then, realizing as it dimmed that she was not going to reply because the portal closed, the veil drew back over, and I rose to my elbows and came to a waking state, no longer dreaming or asleep, and felt the bed and the room around me, and the sound of the ceiling fan and the clock on the wall ticking, and I sobbed, and thanked God for letting us connect in Spirit.

Soul To Keep _ sm tm

** At first I wondered, awake now, if it was my ~daughter~ Emily I connected with in this experience, a vision, a soul exchange, but quickly realized it was Emme, emily my granddaughter. And the cat, the color of her henna-dyed hair… she loves cats: it was my granddaughter. I got a drink of water, wiped the tears off and blew the mucousal archons of emotional reaction from my nose and again thanked the Most High Father God for giving me this gift, allowing Emily and I to connect in our heart space.

I love you, Emily. [drawing as I always do two connected winged hearts] I am here with you always.

Gramma ❤ ❤

* from her mind’s eye, which through our DNA and pineal glands our spirits communicated

** Because also my daughter is named Emily; my granddaughter Emily is named after her. I named my daughter Emily ‘Emily’ because she did not look like a ‘Ravenna’, the name I had planned to give her at birth, the ‘art capital of Italy” so I named her after the poet whose poems I loved reading then, Emily Dickinson.]


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INTRODUCTION: This article examines the influence of the ego as a result of excessive lifestyle habits and the parasite-ridden, undetoxed body. Trigger warning for cult members.

“Brahman is the ultimate reality; it is simultaneously Saguna and Nirguna; divisions are due to ignorance. Mind and intellect can never catch hold of it; they have only one option and that is to merge with it.” – Amit Ray #HiddenDuality

 There are two qualities or gunas of Brahman which are typically discussed by Hindu philosophers: Nirguna, meaning without qualities, and Saguna, meaning with qualities. Nirguna and Saguna “are used to describe the brahman or the ultimate reality, referring to its transcendent as well as immanent character, and as such, involve neither negation nor exclusion of each other” (“Nirguna and Saguna” Brill Online); however, there are different interpretations on whether Brahman is intrinsically Nirguna or Saguna. God can be experienced in two aspects – as NIRGUNA and SAGUNA . NIRGUNA is the eternal all-pervading and omnipresent divine consciousness. SAGUNA is the manifestation of God in form. The sun is a graphic simile for this. Sunlight is the Nirguna form of the sun, and the celestial body is the Saguna form.

For the past two years, my readers have experienced the full disclosure of my writing and supporting imagery and research on the topic at hand, with the transparent candor of light in action. Today’s transmission is no different. The pen is mightier than the sword (Shakespeare), and my sword is truth (The Nag Hamaddi Codex, then Jesus Christ). The only thing there is is truth: all else is obfuscation, with the resulting pain and trauma. Truth is not subjective; truth cannot be owned. Truth IS.

NatureIsGOD500p Distilled to essence, truth is nature. Truth is creation, the Fibonacci Sequence, the ever-expanding universal consciousness which cannot be named, located, quantified, or in any way delimited, bound to nothing, beyond beginning and end. Each living soul is THAT: each of us is the One Self GOD. Beyond what we observe, behind the obstructions of the matrix, which is simply inhibitory conditions, frameworks and rules giving rise to the form of that which is perceived as sense object time bodies. What society refers to as conditioning is a bottom-up framework of constructs like vaporous shapeshifters and they are trying to kill the supersoul collective consciousness one living being populations, genuses and kingdoms. What accepted sciences, historians, theologists and academia recognize as evolutionary progress is actually the war on conciousness. CONSCIOUSNESS IS GOD, the Divine Being Supersoul who is you and who is me. We are THAT. Anyone appropriating truth to their own ends is a darkness worker, even if they purport to be carrying light. That is ego, and ego is molecularly antithetical to TRUTH.

That’s a hard-hitting observation, isn’t it? EGO IS MOLECULARLY ANTITHETICAL TO TRUTH. It’s like a sucker-punch. I didn’t make that up, I have only observed and lived this fact, after discovering that only physical detox drills to this level, and that’s why I haven’t written much the last few weeks. For those who worried for my safety, I apologize… I’ve been deepdiving. As always. It will come as no surprise to those who know me that I’ve taken the bull by the horns. Based on the events of the last sixty years, I’m hardwired for TRUTH, evidenced back as far as my earliest memories in my first and second years in this human body. Like the character in DANCES WITH WOLVES, I stand with a fist.

Once I balls-out embraced detox in late 2015, after being refused allopathic medical dignosis and treatment for Lyme Disease AKA Morgellons Syndrome, all the years spent as a targeted and marginalized western world saddhu brought forth crystalline metamorphosis of clarity and finally, samhadi. Removing the extradimensional parasitic entities and their strongholds relying upon heavy metals, molds, yeasts, pesticides, chemicals and toxic foods wheat, sugar and natural flavorings (human fetal cells) lifted the scales from my already God-primed eyes. A being stripped of material possessions is a spirit free to soar. What is troublesome for the masses (the “All we like sheep” hymn comes to mind) is the fact that the entity load in the bodies their soul inhabits recoils in response to the clarity of mine, which has few. Thus I am the outcast; the black sheep in the herd, the one who is set apart for loving to the point of selflessness. Their own Fear, suspicion and doubt is projected and what they see because the entities – demonic, every one, answering to the devil – have conditioned their minds through inhabiting their bodies. Thus the holy war is waged. Who I am and what I see and do is beyond courage and beyond even choice. It just IS, as I AM. I stand for TRUTH. OM. (If this is repetitive for long-standing readers, please accept my gratitude for your forbearance.) Durga and Lion defeating demiurge bull

The infinite universe constantly expanding is the boundless, autogenerating love supersoul Self we are, paradoxically growing through endless release without regard for gain, agenda, need or plan. This is love. LOVE IS CONCIOUSNESS.

In the 1960’s, the CIA-created ‘Hippie’ movement was created to fracture the family unit and disassociate people from their consciousness, the God within. The activist Gil Scott-Heron performed a spoken word piece called THE REVOLUTION WILL BE NOT BE TELEVISED. Ironically, the BBC now has a show entitled “The Revolution Will Be Televised, and it should come as no surprise that Jeff Beck, music industry louche sell-out, re-did Gil scott-Heron’s piece , dropping the word NOT. Whether one was alive to see broadcasting at the time or one became familiar with it via digital (web, print, social media, memes), black and white, Kodachrome and dot screen posterized images of protests, hippies, and freedom fighters have long been commodified although once were evidences of truth, however short-lived their presence. Very few know that the alphabet agencies carry out the fomented movements of kabuki marionette theatre at the behest of the vatican, before the vatican it was the Tartars and other aliens (which simply means extraterrestrial biological entities, and is a word appearing in the old testament six times) and of those who may be aware of this, how many are firmly grounded in the confidence of knowledge – invincible, living miracles girded as per Ephesians 6:10-18 – that the true revolution occurs on the 21 gram soldier’s battlefield behind the eyes. That is where this war is raging, inside each and every human being as they master the endless mire and chatter of the mind and flesh needs, persevering to remain firmly grounded in the Self that is, and can never be taken away, secure in Truth, unswayed by the ego of others.

soulweight75p “Suddenly, coincident with death, the beam end dropped with an audible stroke hitting against the lower limiting bar and remaining there with no rebound. The loss was ascertained to be three-fourths of an ounce.” – Dr. Duncan MacDougall, New York Times, 11 March 1907.

In 1901, American physician Dr Duncan Macdougall speculated through his experiment that the human soul has weight. He weighed his six patients who were in the process of dying from tuberculosis, and 21 grams were reduced from the body weight after the each patient passed away.

While I was studying Pre-Med and working as a venipuncture technician (phlebotomist) at Johns Hopkins Harbor Hospital, a patient died while I was drawing her blood, and her spirit passed through my hands holding the syringe and tube in her vein, up through my arm and through the crown of my own head. As I watched it rise to the ceiling it swirled in a glowing pale blue circle and disappeared as if the room had no physical reality. #fact

Consciousness in humans flows in 5 layers of the body to reach the Atman (or Self, according to Vedanta philosophy). The ancient text of the Taittiriya Upanishads is one of the first writings to present a systemmatic metaphysical theory of the psychical soul body interrelationship and the principles necessary to freeing one’s Self from the human soul trap.

I have previously written about the Five Sheaths in the article ANCIENT TRUTH REVEALS THE EXISTENCE OF THE HUMAN ROPEWORM, published December 24, 2019.

‘The Guru said: This Annamaya sheath or food sheath is made up of the five elements. It has a beginning and an end. It is inert and full of parts. It is an effect of the five elements. It is full of impurities. Therefore you are not this physical body or the Annamaya sheath. You are the witness of this body. Understand, therefore, “I am not the body. I am Brahman.” ‘

One can look at a being and observe their body, their breathing, the throat-clearing, the choking cough, the eyes, and obtain a sense of the plague within them, the ropeworm influencing their mind, words and choices. Massively prevalent in India,this is a huge scale worldwide thing. Ayurvedic medicine keeps it somewhat manageable, a low uproar, if you will, but does not eliminate it. It is difficult for people to hear this truth. Jesus taught it after studying in India from age 12 to 33 (what “the church” wrongly refers to as “the lost years of Christ”), and they crucified him for this truth, and then the Roman empire hid the Essene Gospels in which Christ taught how to detox of parasites.The truth hurts them, much like the North witch said in The Wizard of OZ when water was poured on her: “It burns! It burns!”

TermiteInAmber_800p One example of spiritual profiteering is the legendary dark history of the Kohinoor diamond, 186-carat gem, whose name means Mountain of Light in Persian, is war booty and its history a spectacle carried out in much the same manner as the tribute paid by defeated enemies of Egyptian pharaohs and Roman emperors. It was originally installed as one of the eyes of the presiding goddess of Warangal by the Kakatiya kings, but stolen in 1323, and is now worn by Queen Elizabeth as the crown jewel.

It is understood that precious and semi-precious stones were once the bodies of divine beings, ages ago. That temples and mountains and planets too are embodied beings. Recently, researcher Roger Spurr has brought forth his #MudFlood observations, and the evidence of giants, collossuses and the implications have opened the eyes of many. The soul is infinite, and our cosmic history – and future – has been limited by the powers-that-be of this world.

From the Upanishads: “The physical body is the grossest form of thought. The food consumed by the parents is converted into Sukla (semen) in men and Sonita in women and by the combination of these the physical body is formed. After birth, the body grows by suckling the milk which is only a transformation of the food consumed by the mother. The body is further developed by taking food. It gets dissolved in earth which is another form of food. The body is itself a food for other creatures. Hence it is called the food sheath, the material body or the earthly encagement of the soul. The food sheath is an object of perception. The Atman [the Self; Consciousness] is the cogniser and the body is the cognised. Hence the Self is different from the body. In dream and deep sleep there is no consciousness of the body.” – The Upanishads, Ch. 9: 1-2

conchshellBW150p So the day before yesterday a glaring example of the swollen ego engorged on unbridled lucre had the audacity to appropriate a teaching recorded for all of humanity at least 2,500 years ago, and written in the angelic language known as Sanskrit. This is an act of hubris, a sin against God and man both, and tied directly to the seven sins. This final Kali Yuga age’s popular alt-conventional Hindu spiritual leader, in the Valentine’s Day satsang, said “I call this Nirguna Brahma”. Wait, wait, what? He calls it Nirguna Brahma? Oh, did he invent the concept, name and meaning? No, he did not. It’s ancient. He also offhandedly discredited established Vedanta leaders in the same few moments of talking. David Godman, a devotee of Bhagwan Sri Ramana Maharshi has this to say. This self-assigned Ji guru is commodifying truth, and in this age that’s big business, selling England by the pound. After my four days of slave labor seva, which are to be detailed at a future date, this egregious self-aggrandizing simply has to be made mention of.

Dancing With The Moonlit Knight
“Can you tell me where my country lies?”
said the unifaun to his true love’s eyes.
“It lies with me!” cried the Queen of Maybe
– for her merchandise, he traded in his prize.

“Paper late!” cried a voice in the crowd.
“Old man dies!” The note he left was signed ‘Old Father Thames’
– it seems he’s drowned;
selling england by the pound.

Citizens of Hope & Glory,
Time goes by – it’s ‘the time of your life’
Easy now, sit you down.
Chewing through your Wimpey dreams,
they eat without a sound;
digesting england by the pound.

Young man says ‘you are what you eat’ – eat well.
Old man says ‘you are what you wear’ – wear well.
You know what you are, you don’t give a damn;
bursting your belt that is your homemade sham.

The Captain leads his dance right on through the night
– join the dance…
Follow on! Till the Grail sun sets in the mould.
Follow on! Till the gold is cold.
Dancing out with the moonlit knight,
Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout.

There’s a fat old lady outside the saloon;
laying out the credit cards she plays Fortune.
The deck is uneven right from the start;
all of their hands are playing apart.

The Captain leads his dance right on through the night
– join the dance…
Follow on! A Round Table-talking down we go.
You’re the show!
Off we go with. – You play the hobbyhorse,
I’ll play the fool.
We’ll tease the bull
ringing round & loud, loud & round.
Follow on! With a twist of the world we go.
Follow on! Till the gold is cold.
Dancing out with the moonlit knight,
Knights of the Green Shield stamp and shout.

It’s brazen, these claims of revelation and supposedly unique-to-him understanding and wisdom, offering redemption based on showmanship and neurolinguistic programming language skills, incorporating AMSR into his talking and silence both. By doing so, this slowly, slowly erodes the antediluvian existence of Truth for the purpose of proprietary ownership in the interest of wealth. Because all gain, the paradigmatic concept of gain itself, is based upon ownership, and this is the energy of the soul turned from within out toward the body, the metapsychical creation of perceived experience and the food of parasites, who can only exist upon, cognitively recognized psychic energies of living beings.

Remember that the 440 hertz music industry created every band listened to, exactly like Hollywood movies, and all that is in popular culture, to mind control. The CIA’s first mind control project – still running – is Project Monarch, MK Ultra. Why monarch? The Bhagavadgita, written thousands of years ago (and I keep stressing the fact that all truth is here in India, appropriated and re-written (plagiarized, stolen, emasculated), explains that the fallen angels (dieties) who became rulers called MONARCHS in family dynasties called MONARCHIES, and it doesn’t take a genius to realize why the alphabet agencies masterminded (look at that word closely, as they wish to take mastery of all minds) called their flagship mind control project “Monarch”, #LaurelCanyon, #Hollywood, #fluoride, #PinealGland, #FunVax, #Wormwood

“The physical body is only an instrument in the hands of the subtle body. When the subtle body is disciplined through Pranayama, abstraction and concentration, the physical body also becomes very healthy and strong. Whatever the subtle body is, that the physical body also becomes. The mind which is the ruler of the subtle body gets fattened by worldly affections, by avarice for wealth, by the acquirement of women and gold and by attachment to the external fleeting forms of beauties. The mind is thinned out by eradication of the Vasanas and egoism.” – The Upanishads, Ch. 9: 7-8

There’s a scale, a downhill slide aspect to this low in which one whose public persona is garmented in spiritual mastery yet that is the Emperor’s clothes and mask. One usually does not decide spontaneously to capitalize upon others. It’s gradual, and specific to the person, and their history. Their followers exhibit Stockholme Syndrome and the Narcissistic traits of supply clusters. The image used for the 2020 season is the same used for last year’s 2019 advertising, begging the question “why not a current image?” A close Indian friend and very clear soul who gave this leader a full Ayurvedic treatment a few years ago pointed this out to me, along with his observation regarding the mental manipulations demanded of his followers which are in distinct contrast to the way he lives his own privileged life (he even saw the private jet).

In THE BODY KILLS THE SOUL I explained Jesus’ parable of the empty jars, and how the desires of the flesh fuel ego which, unbridled, creates a soul lacking purity, destined to eternal burnings until it either achieves the state in which it lacks obstructions to truth (ignorance), entering blissful divine union, or, again and again, inhabits a body to take another turn on the wheel. Why does this happen? There’s a one word answer: PARASITES. This is why Jesus came into flesh form as the prophecied Messiah Redeemer. The Roman empire nation state overseen by Samael, an archangel appointed by the Most High God – six other nations also had appointed dieties to oversee the, these became what we commonly refer to as the seven races – foresaw The Christ, and all know still that His Advent was destined to end in crucifixion. The jews – not Ashkenazi, those admit but occult it via their Kaballah teachings, this (and other, sadly) world’s puppetmasters – still do not admit Jesus is the Messiah.

Parasites create the veil obscuring truth. It happens to EVERYONE, by varying degrees, unless and until they make a dedicated, lifelong effort to evict these entities.

Yogic practice involves not only moderation, but in its highest order, subsisting on air. Individuals who do not discipline their appetites fall prey to them.

People become vegans because dairy contains parasites. These are purposesly lied about and termed falsly identified as mucus strands, but in reality this is lungworm, threadworm, roundworm, ascarids and ultimately, the human ropeworm serpent in the gut. The F.D.A. (Food and Drug Administration in the United States of America), A.M.A. (American Medical Association), W.H.O. (World Health Organization), U.S.D.A. (United States department of Agriculture) and the A.V.A. (American Veterinary Association) all recognize that biological species are home to parasites. The F.D.A. publishes allowable limits of these extradimensional entities for human and animal food consumption. It’s epigenetic and we cannot get away from it. This is why people become vegan and do their utmost to be breathetarian.


The Upanishads are a collection of factual recorded truths written in the region known as India somewhere between 800 – 500 BCE (before Christ existed), and are closely contemporaneous to the earliest portions of the Sanskrit epics of ancient recorded history, predating the Judeo-Christian canonized bible and also predating the sixteen books the catholic church dismissed as heretical and removed from their edited, published bible, which are referred to as “The Apocrypha”.

And this is why Jesus Christ came and taught humanity that the Kingdom of heaven is HERE. He taught humans to fast and do enemas, to be vegetarian, to drink the milk of the free-roaming beasts sheep, goats, cattle and camels, and to eat only living food uncooked by fire and never frozen by ice: this is CELL FOOD. Why? Because human beings are divine light beings. He was unjustly punished for telling the truth, and, like has been done in previous pre-cataclysmic yugas, was the Divine Consciousness in human form come to give mankind a “leg up”, as we horsepeople say.

The Roman Empire stole all the world’s accumulated knowledge that had been carefully scribed and stored so that humanity could access who they are after the cataclysmic electromagnetic earth resets called yugas, and then burned down the Library of Alexandria to hide their ‘tracks’. Then they re-wrote and teach a completely fictitious history, havibg created dualism. The vatican (catholic as a word only means universal) hid the Essene Gospels, and made a mercantile economy based on human trafficking, sacrifice and sex magic. Most human beings are too afraid to say this much!

To wrap this article up, as in part, it’s a wave hello from me to my soul family. Please consider this article a public service announcment that the alphabets create the cults to obfuscate truth and mislead souls, all done in a palatable fashion to assuage the senses of the participants victims, who believe they’re being fed ‘the good stuff’ from the universe, when in reality, it’s an ego show, a smooth production, carefully staged. Do not be lulled by numbers, even as you have one by virtue of your leash’s phone’s unique identifier numbers (IMIE, MAC Address, IP location, etc).
The old testament clearly states how iron is not one of the Most High God’s faves…

This age in this year of 2020 is a time of massive planetary shift, and all red flags should raise upon remembrance of this fact. The timeline we have (for the purpose of this article I have emitted the Emerald Tablets of Thoth) is extant only from after the last great cataclysm dating approximately 18,000 years ago. Our skies are insane; severely chemmed and HAARPed. More 5G, DEW and GWEN Towers appear overnight, along with the LiFi LED which pulses undetectably based on satellite signals for human mind control. 5G SheeshamJhari Main Road 15Feb2020a In 2017 in Hawaii I saw them deep amidst the Big Island’s rainforest jungles, seemingly inpenetrable areas (but they’re not in Israel or Mira Lago, illuminati residential areas both). In the United States, all major metropolitan areas are prepped for FEMA centers and earthquake drills are commonplace. See HEY, VIRGINIA! The skies are ionized and the electromagnetic spacefence grid reinforces the programming, conditioning and mind control. Check your ego by doing all the detox you can. My surfacing post-deepdive allows my readers a view seen only by the witness in place: please heed what I share with you, for your soul’s sake.


The takeway is STAY THE SELF. YOUR SELF, no one else’s. If you are drawn to Truth, it will find you. Do not get lost in the -Isms and ‘flavors’ as prescribed by others. Ego abounds. Be safe, read the ancient scriptures, and pray and meditate.



You will not be able to stay home, brother.
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out.
You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and
skip out for beer during commercials,
Because the revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial interruptions.
The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon
blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John
Mitchell, General Abrams and Mendel Rivers to eat
hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.

The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be brought to you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie
Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal.
The revolution will not get rid of the nubs.
The revolution will not make you look five pounds
thinner, the revolution will not be televised, Brother.

There will be no pictures of you and Willie Mays
pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run,
or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance.
NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32
on reports from 29 districts.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down
brothers in the instant replay.
There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being
run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process.
There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy
Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and
Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving
For just the right occasion.

Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville
Junction will no longer be so god damned relevant, and
women will not care if Dick finally screwed
Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people
will be in the street looking for a brighter day.
The revolution will not be televised.

There will be no highlights on the eleven o’clock
news and no pictures of hairy armed women
liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.
The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb or
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom
Jones, Johnny Cash or Englebert Humperdink.
The revolution will not be televised.

The revolution will not be right back
after a message about a white tornado, white lightning, or white people.
You will not have to worry about a dove in your
bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl.
The revolution will not go better with Coke.
The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath.
The revolution will put you in the driver’s seat.

The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,
will not be televised, will not be televised.
The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
The revolution will be live.





The western world locks people up for this, slapping on the mental illness label; marginalizing the targeted individual into a dark abyss. Take heart: *Grace abounds.

This satsang सत्संग – a word which comes from Sanskrit, meaning to associate with others in the company of the “highest truth,” the company of a guru, or company with an assembly of persons who listen to, talk about, and assimilate the truth. Satsang is a Hindi term derived from the Sanskrit of ‘satsangha’, which is based on the root word: ‘Sat’ (Sanskrit), which means ‘true’, and in Indian philosophy, “gathering together for the truth” or, more simply, “being with the truth”. (Indian philosophy – the recording of facts – is the first, original philosophy existing on earth upon which all Greek, Roman, European and Western cultures borrowed from (plagiarized, looted, stole, desecrated) and rewrote in accordance with their own socioeconomically geopolitical powermonger-in-world-theater goals.  The first recorded holy war (predating the nation that would become Rome) occured in India, and this began the obfuscation of truth and the beginning of human trafficking as resources.) Seekers become enlightened (released from the bondage of ignorance caused by the conditioning and programming of the world) while being in the company of the truth. Their ability to realize the truth and release from the blinding veils of illusion is related to their innermost degree of searching and Grace, which is the unknowable, undefinable, all-powerful supernatural power of God, the creative force of all existence, beyond space and time.

*This satsang is filmed at the Sri Ramana Maharshi Ashram in Tiruvannamalai, India. Bhagavan Ramana Maharshi. The word (title) Bhagavan भगवान , ‘भ’ stands for Bhoomi or Earth, ‘ग’ stands for Gagan or Space, ‘व’ stands for Vayu or Air, ‘आ’ stands for Agni or Fire, ‘न’ stands for Neer or Water. The earliest writings define this as complete splendor, virtue, glory, opulence, knowledge, dispassion; the supreme personality of Godhead, the omniscient being who has the complete knowledge of creation, dissolution, knowledge, ignorance, etc. Hence, the absolute truth. The link in the first sentence of this paragraph is to the website devoted to him, so I will only relate that the ‘takeaway’ relevant to this satsang and what you witness here – why this is titled ENLIGHTENMENT – is this: Sri Ramana Maharshi spent much time in silence, with the explanation that enlightenment came in his presence, and that is exactly happened for all truth seekers on their spiritual path who spent time in his presence, time varying by individual but a shared end result of reaching samadhi, or nirvana. Such is the power of God in human form. Like Jesus.
Here we witness Grace conferred in this video.

I love you, God.
I love, eye love.

The featured image of the two ripples creating one vesica piscis form while being one as water is a visual example of ‘Hari Om’, a greeting form that sums up, I think, the analogy of the water and the wave. Although there are numerous waves in the ocean, big and small, rough and gentle, they are all made up of the same material which, is water. Further more the waves cannot exist apart from water. So is it with us as well. We cannot exist without the feeling of our being. In deep sleep, which is invariably a blissful state for all, we exist though we are forgetful of our name and form, which is why we wake up and reflect that we had a wonderful sleep. So is it with self consciousness. Once we understand our true nature to be the being, the spirit, we understand ourselves to be an immortal being. This is the release from the bondage of ignorance: ENLIGHTENMENT.



This Sanskrit mantra has the combined powers of Lakshmi, Saraswati and Kali, and is used for protection against internal or external negative forces. Sadhus chant or listen to mantras are the same sound frequencies used to move enormous stones, as seen in all antedeluvian structures, the pyramids, and in the modern Buddhist temples built in the present day. Chanting voices, bells, bowls, the resonance of OM in human voice – why eastern music sounds nasal to western ears – this is integrally part of why mantras exist and are used.

In this being’s case the OM DUM DURGAYEI NAMAHA mantra is a powerful sword against the swirling energies of persons locally, using Facebook and other social media, full of parasites and toxic foods, the Maya of television and newspapers all owned by the controllers programming illusion into human minds as boiling frogs. Even in Rishikesh, India the octopus lulls almost all into obeisance of samsara.

And if anyone is curious, Sanskrit is the true angelic language.



Music Of Cathedrals and Forgotten Temples – Atmospheric Choir Mix

Tracklist: 0:00 Jeremy Soule – Peace of Akatosh (The Elder Scrolls: Oblivion Soundtrack) 4:09 Catholic Renaissance Hymns – Adoremus in Aeternum 6:42 Hans Zimmer – Aurora 15:17 Mozart – Requiem: Lacrimosa 18:26 Howard Shore – Evenstar (The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers Soundtrack) 21:41 Gregorian Chant – Da Pacem Domine 26:15 Mychael Danna – Tsimtsum (Life of Pi Soundtrack) 29:05 Pergolesi – Stabat Mater: Dolorosa 33:48 Samuel Barber – Agnus Dei 41:44 Catholic Hymns – Pange Lingua Gloriosi 48:08 Erik Satie – Gymnopedie No. 1 (for Soprano) 51:47 Gregorian Chant – Dies Irae 54:53 Jeremy Soule – From Past to Present (The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim Soundtrack) 59:58 Howard Shore – Twilight and Shadow (the Lord of the Rings: Return of the King Soundtrack) 1:03:28 Gabriel Faure – Pie Jesu 1:06:56 Gregorian Chant – Te Deum



Originally posted on October 1, 2019

Going over the yesterday’s post Secrets of Cymatics, DNA, and Egyptians (I comb through it, as it’s a lot to go through, the reblog of seven articles as one post here, but think of it as a book shared), the first fascination I have, since we are being purified, we Light Children, to ascend, is Susan Alexjander’s research into DNA sequencing and its direct existence as musical notes in helix tablature (my wording).
Here is one of her “pieces”:

and her entire album SEQUENCIA is on Spotify, , with tracks called Thymine, Adenine, etc., but now that Google enforces their surveillance API called “Widevine” as a requisite to continued use of Spotify, that’s out, I’m gone, pffft. Every day that passes, the beast shows itself and one can choose to walk away; not play its game. Or not.

So as the days go by now, and the dimension shift becomes apparent to you (if you are so fortunate to be your self created), understanding the roles cymatics, music and frequencies play ( ❤ <— word use ! ) in your translation is something you directly are able to take initiative and responsibility for.

Bartolomeus Traubek’s TREE RING MUSIC is creation. Immerse yourself in it. That is what the MOST HIGH hears. He (really, sex-less, but we are entrained to divide) made the instruments, the symphony of light resonance. OAK is one of my favorites, and for me, especially since I refinished so much of the antique furniture I used to have, the quality of the wood sings clearly. Truly it is heavenly.

Reflecting ( <— again ) on sounds, chants, bells, water, nature, drums and tones, the intention-all surrounding of yourself in your environment, we accellerate the translation we desire.

And then there are the symphonies of the crickets…

And slowed further…

In the Essene Gospels of Peace, the Christ Jesus, the LIGHT made manifest; materialized in form to aid humanity in its struggle against the Annunaki archons of the demiurge taught those who could gnow such things about the angels of nature. It seems to me that the sounds of crickets and water and scents of plants and the coo of babies and the almost silent unfurling of leaves and all that is organic in this world made by LIGHT as sound is the intention of angels. Who we would like to become, or something that which we cannot imagine, being in form. Pure intention.

It is difficult to word the things which I am coming into of in.

Stripping back all layers of definition, time, identification systems and paradigms…

BEYOURSELFMIRACLEPICTURE333 I wrote about our souls being the space between visible ripples… the interior of each atom is empty space… we are the spark of light made not by fire but SOURCE… our choices shape our spirit in the container of soul, that space, endless and undefinable. Illimitable.

Fragrance is spiritual: scent. Find ways to release the intelligence of plants, minerals and resins. I burn, aerosolize or passively waft frankincense, myrrh, Nag Champa Agarbatti, raw ambergris, sage, Palo Santo, peppermint, orange and lemon oils, lavender, Thieves (Five Knives), more. I burn bay leaves on salt. All this counts.

Having bells helps. The Tibetan monks, their bowls that sing. I have a bell hanging in my car. On either side of this idiot box machine, and bedside. When I approach using this technology, it’s become a ritual of cleansing before, during and after.


I’m just a human, and I have hurt others, as I have been hurt. I forgive all.
I just want the MOST HIGH to want me in His presence.


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