The morning light is beautiful here. We can already begin to feel the shift of seasons coming, the light crisp bite at dawn with the smell of ripe leaves and acorns and pine, the sense of freedom in the air, and on the wind are whisperings of a variant, a virus, the next wave.
We can watch the headlines and understand that we are being prepared for another round of masking and injections, another round perhaps of mandates and lockdowns, another round of shaming and authoritarianism and the stripping of personal freedoms as another election draws near. The program runs like clockwork, a tight system of propaganda and mind conditioning to ultimately move the public towards total compliance to the dictates of the corporate state.
As we sit on the cusp of another “wave”, I wonder how many people will willingly go along with it this time?
I wonder how far they will take it?
I’ve come to believe that many people actually loved the feel of that time. They loved the control and the ability to attempt to shame and dominate others.
They loved to feel superior in their terror, to signal their virtue and obedience to the state, and above all they loved to terrorize those who simply did not carry the same fear, and those of us who simply do not hold blind faith in the government, “the science”, and the criminals running the pharmaceutical industry.
How dare we question their obscene authority.
We questioned before, and despite “the long hard winter of death” for-told for us, we are still here, and we are thriving.
We are feeling the pulse of freedom growing in the air despite the fact that they tried to extinguish us.
We are living our lives, untangling from the system, connecting with spirit, raising our beautiful children, and remembering our wisdom root.
We knew this was coming, and it will all keep coming.
This is what we are here for.
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