Well I didn’t pick up a Space Virus, I caught one though. And worked out how to circumvent it.
How do you occupy the devil? Tell him to count the grains of sand; if, AI is the devil and the target words are the grains of sand.
If you want things to slip unnoticed through the sands of time, I suspect the same distraction, can be used by/on humans, as it is on the Devil and AI. Timing is everything, as the planets continue to bare out.
I’m not kidding when I say using the deeper darker threads of Magick are beginning to show upon the user. It is unfortunate to loose so many great minds, because they could not transmute, or at least invert, vengeance to protection, or replace harmful ways.
I myself caught a huge dose of my own medicine, an old manipulation, revisiting me through “soul” family. Transmuting those moments, to where I am knowingly acting from love, was very hard. An attack will come, through your finances, your pets, your internet interaction, and/or your family. Family are hard they get straight in to the heart.
Thoughts and ideas have lineage, they come to us through the mists of Ancestors, always they can be traced. A sudden spark has it’s basis in something that happened before. Archimedes and Eureka in the bathtub, the Kohler light bulb moment. There is always something there, a reason and origin, from when the clogs began to turn, to when they clicked into place. I would ask that you follow, someones thought or model through to it’s origin, before putting it out as your own, or adopting it. Mention others, we are in a contribution, collaboration stage of evolution.
Sure give the exercises a try, keep your highest good in mind. One thing I have noticed about a lot of Magickal systems, is that protection flows across them all. My school motto “Fear of the Lord, is the beginning of Wisdom”, especially when you don’t know which “Lord”, is a great reason for the Sovereign Soul to gain clarity on what you are doing, across all the, what are now called dimensional/astral/journeying levels.
A lot of meditations and systems of energy, have in built steps, or progressions within them. A breath must be learned, a tool must be made, certain dietary requirements must be followed. There are reasons for the steps, that lead to a piece of knowledge being understood, that may not be immediately apparent, in the first “rush” of the exercise. Find out what they are.
Notice the energy return exercise (my I.p.) it is weaponised, in that you are giving peoples energy back to them, and owning yours, if their energy has been intentionally toxic, then they will wear that, just as in reclaiming your energy, you are responsible for what comes back, you put it out. That can be scary. Especially when you know how low your vibe can go. Own it, face it, heal it, release it.
Lowest vibration love, is being made real. It doesn't look like I thought it would.
Patriarchy and hierarchy aren’t being kicked to the ground for no reason.
Protect the shit out of everything. On every level. Those saying as long as you are always love, you will not be targeted, or you will be safe from targeting. A very quick flick through Google in particular to Stop the Crime.org will set you right. Those who say "we are in control of everything", have obviously never been tagged and released, by whoever it is that is tagging and releasing humans. Even Richard Dolan admits the microchip practice is happening. Don't forget the very real, Intellectual Property Theft and unacknowledged use of your work. Practice gratitude for others knowledge, most people, as am I, are happy as long as you say their name.
Please remember, some energy is yours own it, some is not, send others energy back from whence it came. Be sure to reclaim your own, notice how it feels as it lands. Transmute, or heal, any residual damage. Hurtful and harmful experiences make for great poetry, lessons, exercises, dances and creations, when they are captured from within and externalised. Yet even within that externalisation there is a responsibility of the heart. Make those Cthulu moments count.
Some lessons come to us through time.
The Urban Legend on St Agatha, was that when she died, she caused an earthquake that killed two High Statesmen, who had a hand in her rape. Walls fell on them. Maybe a final terrorist act of Will. She knew she was a goner, she had a little help, but she got her death together, in performative art. Kind of early suicide bomber programming.
“Do not offend Agatha’s nation, because she will avenge all insults”.
Is her Motto
If your own back bone, is not strong enough for the task, at this stage, then reach for your highest good, that of your family, that of the world, dependent on where you align, reach with a readiness to accept the fullness of you. A unique note, harmonious with the whole.
In Peace, Strength and Love
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Oh my, what a few weeks it has been.
Come gather round the fire for I’ve a tale to tell.
As many of you are coming to know, I really enjoy Rune Soup, the podcast hits a lot of my YES! Bones.
And this tale begins as all tales do, with a mission.
Mission, Bush fires in Tasmania, Put them out.
Mass intentions work.
The first thing I did was rally the weather crew, or those able to pray with a new tech.
For which I used this link
And then the fun began
Initial prayer of Orpheus
Tasmania, Australia, is desperately in need of some rain.
For those of you who can, please send some there.
If you do not know how, here is a little prayer that may be said.
TO THE CLOUDS.
The FUMIGATION from MYRRH.
Ærial clouds, thro' heav'n's resplendent plains
Who wander, parents of prolific rains;
Who nourish fruits, whose water'y frames are hurl'd,
By winds impetuous, round the mighty world;
All-thund'ring, lion-roaring, flashing fire, 5
In Air's wide bosom, bearing thunders dire
Impell'd by ev'ry stormy, sounding gale,
With rapid course, along the skies ye fail.
With blowing winds your wat'ry frames I call,
On mother Earth with fruitful show'rs to fall.
The Hymns of Orpheus
Translated by Thomas Taylor
With intent the rain fall where needed.
Blessings and thank you.
After which I journeyed and came back with this.
Divination I drew
A sign of things to start, yes, little did I realise how difficult things would get, as what I can only perceive as weather tech, came into battle with Will. I decided to use every hour of the grimoire bits I had, that I could, on rethinking "fire putting out" tech.
I also watered the garden after every journey, ostensibly being a fireman and putting out fires.
Chaos rocks the LARP
Intuitively changed Facebook pic and profile
A rain intention is happening for Australia at 3:30 pm New Zealand time.
Huon Valley in particular is in flames.
Please pray for the beings of land and place.
Next thing I knew, we misfired by a mile or two
Reference to Saturn having rain found on Titans moon, not Tasmania.
I wasn’t too worried at this stage, as I could see the rain we were calling moving in, but I began to take notice of what was happening in Cairns and Townsville. The rain there was getting heavier, the rain off the West Coast was staying there and this was taking a long time to work.
Many of you have been involved with weather intentions with me before. We know we get those fires out, within hours. We know we get those hurricanes turned around. There are two years of intentions and weather responses at least on my Facebook timeline. We know how to yank on storms arms, still a breeze and put out fire.
Looking close at the radar still seeing forward progress.
(see the blue down the bottom?) be vigilant and get the clockwise rotation going at the bottom of Australia.
Hour of Mercury, time to start a journey, is 30 minutes away, down under.
And I came back from that journey flabbergasted.
Two issues were preeminent, the first was, I could not actually journey onto Tasmania, I could view it, fly over it, stand off the coast and blow breeze, but I could not actually touch to affect or find a way into the beings there, to offer support. Fire/Anger maybe, burning away all that is not needed, as we move upon the spiritual expression of our lives.
The second though, I was witnessing a Will over Weather Modification battle. No way was any water being allowed onto Tasmania or out of Townsville, if there was a beaming station that could stop it.
Jan 28 Postings
Went on the journey horrified to find out we were being defeated by HAARP
Thank you to those who are helping with the bush fires in Tasmania.
I had not realised when I asked, that there would be two harp stations directing our efforts away.
I sat and watched the beams on the weather satellite last night. I was gutted. I'm so sorry to of had your time and energy wasted.
But I do thank you for trying.
Now to find another way.
In peace, strength and love.
Juhl is upset. All that prayer and energy on cooling and watering Tassie. The satellites are clearly showing harp beams, pushing cloud and rain away. Time for a rethink. Just as well I love puzzles.
By now Townsville was in Big Trouble
Day of Mars hour of the Moon, Down Under. In 3.33 hours it shall be the hour of Mars. Time to Ask For Aid. St Agatha is still on spot fire duty, maniacally cackling with each one she pounces on, gee she hates fire, Who is left?
A journeying I went.
On the 30th the journey was answered by Austin Coppock and Gordon White.
Jan 29 Facebook posted
I have been working most of the night, in stealth dragon mode. (I poisoned myself here trying to work out how to take out a HAARP station energetically).
At that stage. I must trust what I and others have done to be efficacious. I swear I feel rain in Tasmania. Love to All and to All a good night.
There were always light touches of Misty fairy rain in Tasmania, just not enough for a good dampening down.
The wind and temperature however were being held in check. Lol I’m sure a lot of cold air was imported from the States and England.
Watched Gordon’s show, two answers to both of my issues. I hadn’t been able to Get On Country, as I hadn’t been invited. So, I turned up before the local dead and opened my heart before them. They knew I was ‘staying with the troubles’ and allowed me in, once I had sung the fire song to Others.
The second, of Aid, was answered by a name I can say but cannot spell, in a mass meditation, meeting a dragon, of different appearance to me, but who also disliked forest fires, to the point of anger.
Managed to transform the anger, to motivation for change, on the third visit. And garner an assurance of help. It was nice to be spiralled across the land visiting England and Tasmania.
I was also gifted some new tech, to get around HAARP, and given words around using Facebook and WiFi and other Newish Inventions.
"You see, your location, no matter who you are, has been known, and can be found upon request, regardless of Faraday cage or never having been ‘seen’ by an electric device. The vision tech, at the high end, simply doesn’t work that way. On the low end, it’s only some witches, warlocks, narcissists and psychopaths, who thrive on making others miserable, and we are here to heal those. Make yourself as bullet proof as possible, using whatever tech you need. As soon as people work out there are ways of getting what they want, without resorting too, or inflicting harm upon others, the hope is they will, with support, change. If not, well placed energy returns have accumulative effects. Stay in Love." or something like that.
Jan 31 Journey tech.
Gentle flow from wingtip,
earth met softly stirs the breeze,
backward heat does flow,
onto itself no fodder found,
whence gracefully defeated,
By here the mass intention and women’s work or crafts were well under way. Kaitlin Coppock had water on maps. (Remember the first journey pic, the women being drawn in). Longed worked with beings from other lands were being asked advice and granting aid. It was extremely exciting to be among, watching Magick come alive.
My lighter wouldn't work, so I had to use pieces of paper off the element on the stove, ostensibly to light my candle, which kept going out at the door of the "office". Each piece of paper, became the forest fire, put out in the sink with ooddles of tap rain.
Finally, after much love, effort, healing and new tech the rain arrived in Tasmania, and a 1000 year forest was given an break. Perhaps even another lease on life, if lease is what it is. A lesson of old, existing among and alongside the young, each working to fulfill each others needs. unique parts creating a whole. Beautiful.
The effort was massive the coordination and variety of crafts on show amazing. When the Magickal community can come together and work things out, I see nothing but hope.
An example, I got frustrated, upon reading the advice of another, I refused my beings offerings. Terrified also, as I did not have the promised offering to pay, for if it rained. I checked the lotto tickets and they paid for their own Rum! Now they are in the lap of luxury. The dead definitely came to be.
St Agatha, was remembered by more people than ever, within the online communities I play in, which has really been hard going. I guess there is something about a sexually abused Saint, a female at that, that don’t float some boats. Get over it. And thank you to those who saw her.
And about that new tech.
Here is the clue, the elements are not just containers, they are pathways.
I have had a play, thought I got one fire out, it sprang back to life, an hour later (which is another clue). I am missing an anchoring piece.
Final word, there are no 'secure' pathways. If you are working on behalf of Earth and her beings, consider every avenue infiltrated, by either dark beings, or AI, both on and off line. As such it makes no difference where or when you post. The only thing that makes a difference is getting off our butts, getting involved and actually 'doing' the work, you 'thought.. How much easier this would have been if the Beaming stations wanted Townsville dry and Tasmania wet?
Keep the big in mind, but the Devil is in the details.
In peace, strength and love
Simply My Thoughts