We have 97 days left until the "Event".

If you have No-Where to go, and God has No-Where to go, then you have something in common.

Now, they call it Synchronicity.
I call it Nothingness.

Or what?
Who cares?

God is a Powerful Force.
I only use the word "God" for lack of anything.

Power existed long before the first syllable appeared.

I fight many losing battles that you will never see here.

But, most importantly, I never relent.
That is what separates me from this Orb.

I lose everything, but I will win.
I stand for Every One.

Hybrids always walk into Fire.
They transform everything.

They abide in the Heart.

If they knew where they were going, then they are light years ahead of you.

Knowing Nothing, then they are God Itself.
Knowing No Time, then they are God Itself.

You meet people with no Souls.
I have met that Void.

What a wonderful time to be on earth.

The Heart is the Only Answer to the Insanity.
No Answer is as good.

As well, the Hybrid/Adepts agree.
They've written books and every thing.

I've seen the Spirit World.
It is a horror show of pure rejection.
Every bit of it.

I've been there.

Absolutely.

If not now, then when?

The Spirit World is an extension of the Physical World.
And they feed each other.

Who cares if its sick?
It goes on.

I carry my Health forward, and I don't need a doctor.
I trust my sweet Immunity, going forward 2.5 million years forward.

"I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end,

But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.
There was never any more inception than there is now,
Nor any more youth or age than there is now,
And will never be any more perfection than there is now,
Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now.
Urge and urge and urge,
Always the procreant urge of the world.


Out of the dimness opposite equals advance, always substance and increase, always sex,
Always a knit of identity, always distinction, always a breed of life.

To elaborate is no avail, learn'd and unlearn'd feel that it is so.

Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well entretied, braced in the beams, Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical,

I and this mystery here we stand.

Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is not my soul. "

-Walt Whitman,
from "Leaves of Grass"

Vexed and uncertain, you Turn Around.

Transcendence is the Word of the Heart.
It speaks to you silently.

Like Tao, it is never presumptious.

It speaks to Nobody.
There is no audience.
Everybody abandons you.

You are alone.
It doesn't matter.
You fight like Hell.

Shut the fuck up! It's been 97 days for the last 2 years.

Get on the Ships, when they arrive.
They will carry the best of Humanity.

Lord knows...Ive seen enough.
Sure as the surest.

The rest will perish.

lol

How is that "Covid" treating you?

What a lie.

I cannot wait to go Home.
What a miserable, untruthful world.

Yeah, I feel you........

It sucks to be you.
But, I have compassion.
There are many like me.

This Covid is completely fabricated.
I have seen it in many dieing worlds.

They always, always, always choose a scapegoat for their failure.

I am an extreme Hybrid.
This world is gone.
Many species are already gone.

Very many...they keep me updated.
They keep me clear.

This world is as gone, as in my original post.

It doesn't matter whether you like it or not.
Nobody cares. It's going to happen.

It is an emotionless Event.
And you will be very happy.
You know why.

You will be Free.
God is Free.

You will know the Truth.
And once knowing, be set Free..

You were always already Free.
For Beauty is Truth.
and Truth is Beauty.

They knew.
I said earlier.
It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter who initiated it.
Millions of specie have died.

It goes up the Chain, and Our Benefactors have a hand in it.
Those Underground Complexes will become Tombs.

Trust me.
Those Elites will die.
Mmany will die.

Yes..your Parents, your DNA Creators had a hand.
They have wiped out many in the Past.
They wiped your collective Memory.

This time is completely different, whereas, this is the Final Scenario.

The best Seeds have been sequestered and run off to a distant Planet. The rest will perish, save for the Hybrids, and a "small" humanity.

It is already planned.
Stock up.

No amount of "Elite" planning will succeed.
Once they find the AIR vents, they are as good as dead.
And dragged out.

This is why they are throwing money at everyone.

To no avail.

Many worlds have failed miserably.
I could care less.

I'm not responsible for you.

I didn't care to begin with.
You just gave me more reason to not care.

As an Hybrid, I am relentless.
I never judge.

I could be you.
But, you don't know you.

Failtard