Thank you, Moojibaba, thank you.
Thank you, Moojibaba, thank you.
October 21, 2019
Listen more than once.
“It is the divine introspection into the nature of consciousness that is not merely theoretical; it’s not mental: it’s the delivering room. … If you understand, the consciousness is clean. “I” put to be The Highest. It is killing death, because it is exposes illusions as illusory, in the face of that which is timeless and imperishable.”
THE LIGHT IS THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS.
This messager will leave it at that, please welcome to comments ❤
© EATING TO ASCEND – THE ASCENSION DIET 2019
October 12, 2019
The images of Mary Magdalene Contemplating Death and the one next to it are the front and back of the Salem Lutheran Church bulletin from 1979, all things I have saved as I worked throughout my life to decode these mysteries, even as I did not know I was, I gnew it…
Your spiritual armor is what prevents the thoughtforms
your fears create.
Be mindful that as I disclose these facts, the receiver
of this information suppressed by the cabal-
controlled media and mouthpieces and governing entities
must use their free will to remain strong in the face of
evil and not feed into the aetheric energy harvesting
system with cortisol and adrenaline-based responses.
Your spiritual armor is what prevents the thoughtforms
your fears create, and that is the tactic they prey upon us
with, to push humans via their passions and emotions and
fears to will bad instead of good. Keep reading, watching
and listening here in this article I have written for
you. My veils are off and you can and must trust me. I
break down exactly what the spiritual armor really is
[Insert Paradise Lost video] I have to find it, sorry! Feel free to email the one you know I am talking about, where we see the whirling satellite-directed embers setting houses and people on fire as they ran and drove, fleeing for their lives. I have it here somewhere, but appreciate in advance a link sent!
My Hilina Slump video from May 2018. The cabal fracks the Big island of Hawaii with the Puna Geothermal Power Plant, forcing steam into the volcano that the island is, and creating basically a perforated edge at which, with a calculated amount of forces, the entire leeward (east, facing California) side of the island will DROP OFF – it is dropping off now, slowly, as each day goes by. That’s why it’s called a “slump”.
When it does separate, the tidal wave tsunami will affect California and the west coast and the earth the likes of which will rival the devastation which folded Atlantis under like bread dough. Research it for yourself; look up Dr. Michael Salla. I lived there. I should know. As a matter of fact, everyone there knows. They are just too stoned on pacalolo to (most of them) go somewhere else. And too poor, and too full of parasites. It’s sad. But Hawaii is not Eden, like some think. That was Egypt.
We are fighting a holy war for our souls one soul at a
time, and the truth shared in this article, assembled
with the help of OTHER MESSAGERS/MESSENGERS sending it to
me, reveals the machinations and devious craft and plans
as they, the world rulers, run by Lucifer, the dragon,
Yaldabaoth – all the names – and his agents the Draco
nephilim parasites who run all government and industry,
have set up a dungeons and dragons long game and it’s
playing out now.
(Image: Yaldabaoth, the dragon who became every little satan within the human body they say is disease and detoxing routes out.
Interestingly, the porn that is peppered into these
search results are all images of sodomy, what’s is
referred to as butt-fucking. Excuse the word, but had to
say it like it is. That’s what ROME, the nation who had
had Lucifer – then going by Sama-el (which means the
blind one) appointed as guardian angel. Where do I get
all this info? FROM ALL THE THOUSANDS OF YEARS OF TEXTS
The necessity of belief in the “Catholic” church, and the
“Trinity” called christianity was placed at the head of
the Justinian Code, and everyone in the Empire who
disagreed was judged “demented and insane,” and subject
to the Emperorʼs wrath.
They – the catholic church now – constantly muddy the
waters saying CATHOLIC MEANS UNIVERSAL.
Note the hand and forearm armor, with the Tripaataka mudra in place and ready for battle! Now that’s some SPIRITUAL ARMOR! ❤
YOU ARE THE ONE TO MAKE THE DIFFERENCE.
This battle is fought soul-by-soul.
At a certain point all of the CHILDREN OF THE LIGHT WILL HAVE RETURNED TO SOURCE.
The ones who did not hark to the message of the messengers (Hello!) will have squandered their chance with bad free will choices and regret what they wrote in their permanent record. (As you see, I have been breakiing this down for a while now. I love you.)
Your HEART ENERGY POWER OF RIGHTEOUSNESS, which is your
spirit’s breastplate against all that is wrong and
unjust. THIS IS YOUR POWER OF GOOD WHICH PREVAILS.
YOU CARRY YOURSELF WALKING, THE VICTORY LIGHT IS WITHIN
YOU, YOU ARE THAT LIGHT, RELIGION HAS DIMMED YOUR GNOWING
THIS, AND ALL THE PARASITES WITHIN YOU. THEY ARE THE
VEILS, THEY THEMSELVES ARE THE STRONGHOLDS WE TEAR DOWN.
Footwear is the most important element of a soldier’s
uniform (or a hiker’s, or runner’s, etc). Your feet are
“shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace”. This
may seem esoteric, and is not quite analogy or parable.
Essentially (another etymologically Essene – the Christ’s
word root), your daily walk IS BOTH ARMOR AND WEAPON, THE
ULTIMATE GESTALT (definition of gestalt is the whole is
greater than the sum of the parts).
The “fiery darts of the wicked” are endless and like
pricks, slowly amassing (look at those words please!)
your gradual wearing down unless you remain vigilantly
victorious in the gnowledge of who you are.
THE HELMET OF SALVATION IS THE CLEAR PINEAL GLAND WHICH ALLOWS YOUR CREATOR-CREATED BIOPHOTON SPIRIT LIGHT
PARTICLE THAT YOU ARE AS TRUTH IN TRUTH, THE PARTICLE
POWER PRINCIPLE WHICH CANNOT BE DESTROYED. EVER.
This holy war is playing out and you people in
California, Oregon, Washington, Alaska, Hawaii and Japan
are going to take the worst of the cataclysm when the
earth faults give, all triggered by the fracking, the
geoengineeriing and high-level sorcery of HAARP and all
alphabet agencies. This is the purpose of the Luciferian
Agenda being executed. The red oxide dust is the
hemoglobin of all the martyrs – including the abortions
and live organ harvesting in swing legally now – trapped
by the dome AKA Van Allen Belts is all over us. Detoxing
helps to prevent passive pedovole/cannibalist food and
product diet. We are literally breathing in the real
gold, the hemoglobin of the murdered innocents.
It is no accident that the “Stay Calm And…” meme was
Make plans to survive a grid-down, get out of the paths
of this if you can, and if you can’t, and must shelter in
place, YOU MUST DETOX.
BLIND FAITH WILL NOT SAVE YOU, I’m sorry to be the one to
have to say!
The universal holy roman empire cabal church of satan
universal AKA catholic HAS YOU ALL FOOLED.
You have to DETOX or your heavy metal self won’t
translate to a higher density.
THIS IS WHAT THE ESSENE GOSPELS STATE, AND WE WERE SHOWN
EXACTLY HOW TO DO.
I show you how to begin in the Ascension Diet Ropeworm Protocol.
You are in the soul trap if you don’t start. START!
You’ve heard the words “Faith without works is dead.” Well, what’s been hidden from you is that works Paul referred to was detoxing, and we read in the Kolbrin and the Essene Gospels – The Christ’s own words, recorded but hidden by the reptilian Draco serpent seed Romans and their universal catholic church world government and pseudo-religion church – we read that the SONS OF LIGHT HAD TO FAST A DAY FOR EVERY YEAR OF LIVING, AND SPEND SEVEN YEARS IN STUDY AND WORK BEFORE BEING CONSIDERED CLEANSED.
Watch the video below (I had it start at 14:00 but you can back it to 0, or even look for the first lecture, which is what I did, and thanks to Chitta for turning me onto Dan Winter!) to understand what your spirit is and
how small it must get to become 5D or higher. As in this article from the spring I wrote called WE LIVE IN A NON-LOCAL SPACE-TIME – SUFFERING ANNEALS THE SOUL, PART 1, we see that the pharaohs used these methods to exit their bodies within the pyramids and return to their constellation of origin.
In order for us to survive
the event they are hiding with all the geoengineering, HAARP,
pharmakeia, programming, entertainment
film/music/frequencies/embedded images/MKUltra mind
care/products – EVERYTHING IS DESIGNED TO KILL YOU.
This is why they murder the homeopathic healers.
And all the censorship.
Why the radio interview I did with Steve Olson of WSO and Jim Rivas on their The Truth Underground AM radio show
was censored with a bogus copyright strike after 138
views on their YouTube channel.
Download it while you still can.
(From the video below, called The Silence of the Light) “The higher the energy level is inside a biophoton package, the higher the energy level is and the smaller the photon becomes.”
From readings in the Nag Hammadi codices, human beings are called “the smalls” by the Most High who MAN-ifested, the Christ.
From the Apocryphon of John, the Christ reveals to John that Yaldabaoth determined to deceive us because our power was as the Most High’s, and we are The Same Light, cast into 3D realm for the human form physical term, spiritual warriors veiled from gnowing their power by the parasites of the first parasite, the first narcissist: Lucifer.
“A beam of light is a propogated stream of individual entities. The color of light is determined by the energy environment within the electromagnetic photon envelope when the light is created. Some photon packets are larger; some are smaller. The higher the energy level is inside a photon package, the tighter the package is held together, and the smaller it thereby becomes. The physical movement of the atomic element in which the photon is formed does not affect the size of the package. Only the energy level within the atom affects the size of the photon, and thereby it’s color. Different sized photons are recognized as different colors. This findamental pattern extends beyond the visible spectrum, which is actually quite narrow. Extremely high energy levels produce extremely tiny packets.”
Two nights ago, and again last night, before I went to sleep I focused and defocused and again directed heart energy. It can be done. I am telling you this. We all are tasked to will the new earth into place.
May 25, 2019
I’ve worked at horse barns most of my life, spending time since age two on my Uncle Mike’s farm, learning to ride my cousin Kimmie’s pony Princey at age four. By fourteen I had my first barn job. I mucked stalls, cleaned tack and walked sweaty school horses in endless laps around countless rings for hours a day in exchange for a one-hour weekly lesson. Silver spoon background, I had not: no wealthy parents fostered my passion. I’ll never forget my disbelief at that last job witnessing the Olympic finals teenage rider who’d worn out her show pony throw her engraved sterling silver spurs to the ring gravel as she pulled off her boots, and another throw a helmet that cost as much as a month of lessons. That is, would cost if I, my working single-mother self could’ve afforded them. No, I earned this.
In adulthood, I managed barns, training horses in exchange for board for my own. Motherhood had its own price, and to keep horses in my life required labor expenditure on my part. The difference was that commensurate with my skills came responsibility and respect. I was a self-made equestrian; I had an interesting lifestyle offering stability to my two children because I had no familial or monetary support – even court-ordered child support was held withheld from us by a mad world… but I had horses. Whether my own or others’, I was their keeper, caregiver and sometimes, their last friend. For man has a cruel hand with animals, and most humans refuse to acknowledge how heartless they themselves can be.
With my children grown, my immersion into the horse world increased. I began managing show barns, eventing, dressage, Lexington Cup, then working for Olympic level riders, caring for their million dollar horses. With wealth seemed even greater disregard. Often, I was closer to the horses than their owners.
At that last barn in 2007 was a horse named Felicity. A prematurely aged, emaciated mare; outgrown by the owner’s daughters, then leased for show like a rental car. She had literally run her heart out; they call it broken wind. Labored breath and imbalanced step was her existence. I wondered why they didn’t euthanize her, as I gave her the daily injections they kept her alive with, her suffering made worse by lack of touch. The owners wouldn’t touch her. Money was their love.
One Summer evening, as I arrived to turn out the heat-of-day-stalled equine athletes for their one hour of turnout while I cleaned their stalls, I knew it was Felicity’s time to go. Arriving there after my day job in the hour that ushers twilight in, I went to her stall first and found her chest against the wall, her throttled neck hanging in dead weight over the window ledge, with labored breath and fear in her eyes. “We’re getting spinner rims on our rigs. We can’t come. The vet’s going to put her down in the morning”, one of the owners said when I called.
They were going to let her die alone and didn’t even leave me a note.
Putting my cellphone back my pocket, with all my strength of body and will I lifted her head back out of the window, wrapping myself under her neck. We aren’t supposed to do this, they can crush us if we fall. I supported her all the way to the field gate, reluctantly leaving her standing there as I went to turn out the other four horses. I heard Felicity hit the ground from two barns and an indoor ring away. Grabbing a horse blanket, I ran. A velvet mist coated the dusk, and my eyes caught her silhouette at center of the fenceline at the west edge of the field. Experience had taught me to pad their heads against the ground lest in the throes of death their eyes are gouged out. I kept that blanket under her head and went around in circles with her as her flailing hooves sought one last hold and she gasped for air, eyes seeing beyond wild. She was not going to let life go.
A soft rain began to fall, and without thinking, I remembered asking the owners if she had ever had babies, and was told she’d had one stillborn foal, and was never bred again. Risking safety, I grabbed her head between my hands. Her lips were pulled back as she gnashed her teeth and it was dangerous, her hooves striking in all directions in wild last extensions, running from the end. “Felicity! Felicity! Listen to me, Felicity! Your baby’s out there, do you see her? She’s in the grass; she’s waiting for you to go nurse her. Go to her, go nurse your baby, Felicity!” My hands on each side of her cheeks, I pulled her gaze to where I was looking into the sunset mist and I saw her baby on the green grass waiting in the rain, looking toward her mommy. I did, and she did too. Her neck arched, and her lips curled back in a death rattle froth of foam for what seemed like forever. I held her face looking into her eyes and I saw not death, but Life. I saw her run to her baby in the green grass in the rain. I saw beyond an ending to the eternity waiting before us. Felicity helped me to see.
Laura R. Brooks
Written March, 2013
Felicity – noun; [mass noun]
1. Intense happiness.
‘What he’s talking about – as always – is how to lead a good and therefore happy life; he loved productivity and valued felicity.’
‘In this respect they work as much in favor of happiness in this world as of felicity in the next.’
‘We suspect felicity is not likely to accompany a sense of entitlement, which arises from a sullen sense that not only are things not improving but that that is because we have no control – the world does not appreciate our true worth.’
‘For such a person, felicity after death could be higher than felicity before death. But felicity is, in the end, something to be sought.’
‘All we have to do is speak our preferences plainly and a whole new world of mutual felicity should arise.’
2. The ability to find appropriate expression for one’s thoughts.
‘He exposed the kernel of the matter with his elegance and felicity of expression, and audacities of phrase struck him as grotesque monstrosities, where everything was absurd, unreal, and impossible.’
‘An original thinker always alertly attuned to contemporary culture, he was admired for his intellectual style and the felicity with which he expressed his ideas.’
‘Authentic humans draw on experience and felicity of expression, courage and uncompromising values to become witnesses to truth.’
Eloquence, aptness, appropriateness, appropriacy, suitability, suitableness, applicability, fitness, relevance, pertinence, correctness, rightness
‘I have wondered, for instance, whether it is more a sense of brushstroke rather than verbal felicity that makes for some of the most arresting words and imagery in the arts.’
‘It has been admired for ‘its simplicity, its dignity, its power, its happy turns of expression the music of its cadences, and the felicities of its rhythm.’
‘Innocent jokes depend upon verbal felicities, puns, play upon words, combining incongruous words, oscillating between occasional felicities amidst triviality.’
Late Middle English: from Old French felicite, from Latin felicitas, from felix, felic- ‘happy’.
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I just wanna share a bit more email convo that’s been happening between a friend and I, which I shared some here a couple of days ago.
Now, I am far from perfect, although I really do do my best to Be Good (insert ET mental image here, replete with pointing finger at young Drew Barrymoore). I fail daily. I try again and again. Detoxing and complete change/body/mind/soul reset based upon the 23 chromosome DNA gift Yeshua gave all.
But my old friend (and 8-9 years older than I am and NOT detoxed) pushed back at gnowledge and innerstanding, and I told him he “took the blue pill”.
He does not know what it is! I am surprised???