Death Is Not Permanent 

Are you afraid?” Someone asked me today. “People die for the truth, yanno.”

Death. If this is the only thing to fear then, no, I am not afraid.  For me, death is never permanent. 

There are little echoes of programming that come in as subtle, cynical whispers.

No one really… Gives a shit.”

and so the argument begins

Programming: “You’re crazy.”

Me: “Fuck off.

Programming:!”No one gives a shit.”

Me: “Fuck off.

And I tell those little doubt programs that come alive to try and stifle our truth or create nervousness or any negative energy that the handlers can feed off of to Fuck Off.

Some will say, “Just love them.”

Not I. I’m a warrior. I take out a verbal pistol and blast them to so many pieces they can’t regain their voice.

I love myself through a lot. Programming isn’t to be loved into non-existence. It’s to be shattered with the same severity with which it split me into a million tiny pieces they could pick up at will.

Except they never can figure out how to completely exterminate some of us. We simply are too strong. They certainly never conceived that so many of us would gather our own shards and make beautiful art of ourselves. 

I am strong. I am a warrior for the unveiling of truths. While sleepers watch the tube, like zombies, I’m preparing for phase two.

A friend said its ended. We are ascending no matter what, and I agree. It’s World War III, and everyone says it’s the Illuminati.

I say it’s you and me. It’s every individual who wakes up and sees. That’s the true battle. Not bombs in the Middle East and staged genocides to keep the sleepers being fear food for the Kabal. No. It is inside of every single human. That’s where the war is as we fight to stay alive long enough to shake a few more awake.

So the answer is no. I’m not afraid. I am ready. I know my truth. I don’t care if it scares you or even if you believe me. The ones who do. They matter. My critics are the non-factors.

We are the calm before the storm. We are rising into our new home.

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