I’ve waited a long time for this. Pulling myself out of the quicksand has been more difficult than I ever imagined it would be. I knew that if I followed this calling it would be heavy, dark, and intense, but I also knew that it had to be done before the “soul” and “energy” could be the main topics of discussion.
People often ask me why I do the work I do. My friends and family thought I lost my mind because politics, corruption, and sinister people were things I always stayed far away from, but they also understood why this work was necessary. The truth is, I didn’t want to do this work. I didn’t want to delve into the darkest corners of the universe and expose elements of evil I knew I would find. I didn’t want to trace the money to show all the ways it is used against mankind. And, I didn’t want to find myself in a place of doubt, which is something I had never experienced until stepping in this quicksand.
So why did I endeavor to do this work in the first place? For decades I’ve been shown where the future is headed and asked to “open people’s eyes” and “write with weapons of passion” to expose “the darkness that resides” because “light must be restored and balance will follow.” I was shown many things about events unfolding and told that “people will need to learn to let go of judgement, for there will be much to judge.” But the key was always leading up to “showing others their uniqueness” and true power. I always got a sort of tap on the shoulder when it was time to begin writing and what to write next.
Despite this seemingly runaway train of chaos ensuing, it never threw me off balance, never created doubt, and never prevented me from living in the flow with joy and the ability to manifest. At least, not until I began building out the web of agendas against humanity that I was encouraged to write about, and which I felt an obligation to do. For some reason, being told about terrible events and individuals doesn’t quite have the same impact as digging into their lives, thoughts, words, money, actions, energy field, and connections. When you walk a hundred miles through mud, it becomes difficult to remember how lush grass once felt between your toesRead More