Newfag here. I've been trying to collect my thoughts over the last three days, which isn't so easy when you are trying to deprogram from what feels like mind control to the 100th degree, using only your past thoughts, present thoughts, those AWESOME people who have crossed your path and combining it all together into quantum collective thoughts. I will try my hardest to make sense, but to some, this will seem like jibber jabber, and that is okay. It will eventually make sense on your SA=Spiritual Ascension. Welcome to my pudding brain :)
A little backstory. I was born January 23, 1977 to two amazing parents who gave their all for me, even when they didn't know how to. Our family was plagued by many atrocities, but we always knew how to rise above the situation at hand. In 1999, my blissful world began tumbling down. My Mom was trying so hard to remain clean from alcoholism and Big Pharma. I watched her muster up the strength to change her world on her own through diet, exercise and supplementation. She showed me what it meant to truly LOVE oneself! I saw my Dad start to rise above the same addictions as well. Unfortunately, it didn't last. They began fighting all the time. It got so bad I had to call the cops on my Father. That phone call started the road to their divorce. After 9/11/01, my parents divorced, and so began 17 years of hell on Earth. I was just too intoxicated by BIG PHARMA to realize it!!!
On September 18, 2003 - (26 years, 7 months and 26 days after I was born, which equals 23), I lost one of the most important people in my world! My Dad! We have all lost people who mean so much to us, but I KNOW this didn't have to happen! The events that transpired over the two weeks he was in the hospital don't make sense. I have always known in my heart that he was killed, but I was always too scared to dive down that rabbit hole! It took me 17 years to realize this.
May 11, 2011 - (5+1+1=7+1+1=18) 7 years, 7 months and 23 days later, I lost my MOM! My ROCK! My WORLD! My EVERYTHING! She died in a single car accident in the early afternoon. They try and tell me she was intoxicated. I know my Mom, and she was never intoxicated that early in the day! Especially given the events that took place prior to that.
The above is a high level overview of a story wherein a Father was killed, a Mother was killed all so they could control the child's mind to play their messed up war games with. They strategically placed everyone in my life. How many others feel this way? I have been going through my social media posts/writings/text messages/DMs and WOW! I have been talking to myself the entire time! I just didn't realize it. Slow jedi here :)
55 days ago today I began the wildest, craziest, MOST AMAZING Spiritual Enlightenment journey of my life all by asking one question...WHAT DOES RH- BLOOD REALLY MEAN???
Does anyone else feel like their deceased loved one is speaking to them?
Is 55 a marker for anyone else today?
***I know this is a hot mess, but welcome to my BRAIN!
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Newfag here. I've been trying to collect my thoughts over the last three days, which isn't so easy when you are trying to deprogram from what feels like mind control to the 100th degree, using only your past thoughts, present thoughts, those AWESOME people who have crossed your path and combining it all together into quantum collective thoughts. I will try my hardest to make sense, but to some, this will seem like jibber jabber, and that is okay. It will eventually make sense on your SA=Spiritual Ascension. Welcome to my pudding brain :)
A little backstory. I was born January 23, 1977 to two amazing parents who gave their all for me, even when they didn't know how to. Our family was plagued by many atrocities, but we always knew how to rise above the situation at hand. In 1999, my blissful world began tumbling down. My Mom was trying so hard to remain clean from alcoholism and Big Pharma. I watched her muster up the strength to change her world on her own through diet, exercise and supplementation. She showed me what it meant to truly LOVE oneself! I saw my Dad start to rise above the same addictions as well. Unfortunately, it didn't last. They began fighting all the time. It got so bad I had to call the cops on my Father. That phone call started the road to their divorce. After 9/11/01, my parents divorced, and so began 17 years of hell on Earth. I was just too intoxicated by BIG PHARMA to realize it!!!
On September 18, 2003 - (26 years, 7 months and 26 days after I was born, which equals 23), I lost one of the most important people in my world! My Dad! We have all lost people who mean so much to us, but I KNOW this didn't have to happen! The events that transpired over the two weeks he was in the hospital don't make sense. I have always known in my heart that he was killed, but I was always too scared to dive down that rabbit hole! It took me 17 years to realize this.
May 11, 2011 - (5+1+1=7+1+1=18) 7 years, 7 months and 23 days later, I lost my MOM! My ROCK! My WORLD! My EVERYTHING! She died in a single car accident in the early afternoon. They try and tell me she was intoxicated. I know my Mom, and she was never intoxicated that early in the day! Especially given the events that took place prior to that.
The above is a high level overview of a story wherein a Father was killed, a Mother was killed all so they could control the child's mind to play their messed up war games with. They strategically placed everyone in my life. How many others feel this way? I have been going through my social media posts/writings/text messages/DMs and WOW! I have been talking to myself the entire time! I just didn't realize it. Slow jedi here :)
55 days ago today I began the wildest, craziest, MOST AMAZING Spiritual Enlightenment journey of my life all by asking one question...WHAT DOES RH- BLOOD REALLY MEAN???
Does anyone else feel like their deceased loved one is speaking to them?
Is 55 a marker for anyone else today?
***I know this is a hot mess, but welcome to my BRAIN!