Persecuted in Plain Sight

Wendy Williams, Tupac Shakur, Britney Spears

During my time in California, I worked among other jobs as a Certified Nursing Assistant and Home Health Aide. I was lucky to work with elderly or bedridden clients in West LA, Santa Monica, and Beverly Hills. Part of the job includes companionship so I would often watch TV with them even if the particular show was not my cup of tea. One of my clients loved talk show host, Wendy Williams.

Wonderfully wicked Wendy easily ruled her time slot for fourteen years specializing in gossip. Freedom fighters must hold a much deeper respect for Miss Williams now after her testimony in the P Diddy trials. Wendy was probably told to shut up about P Diddy rumors and stood firm to her integrity. Suddenly, her show is canceled and she is in the hospital near death. She continues to be persecuted to this day with a forced conservatorship of her estate by crooked bankers, lawyers, and doctors. Finally, help seems to be coming her way like a dropped rescue note from her cage found by a good samaritan.

During my time in the Catskills of New York, I did send out a few headshots and resumes for acting work. Got a call one fine day for a non-speaking role as a coach in a coming film called Above the Rim featuring, Tupac Shakur. Fool for love that I am, and it was a long drive from the Catskills to NYC, I declined the acting gig. So, I never got to meet the great gangsta poet. His murder has long been linked to Sean Puffy Combs and now we know why.

Remember when Britney Spears went crazy and was hospitalized in psychiatric facility? Now we know it all to have been an elaborate lie linked to P Diddy and the dark forces behind him. Freedom fighters must look at a courageous Miss Spears in a hold new light. She claims to have lost over one hundred million dollars over the 13 years her estate was fraudulently forced into conservatorship. Starting to see a pattern?

It appears we have an absolute answer to a long standing question. Why is all entertainment getting worse? Movies, Television, Authors, Music, Actors, why do we not see anymore great individuals? We will never see another family of Barrymores or Carradines. Gone are the iconic film directors like John Huston, Alfred Hitchcock, and Sam Peckinpah. Where is the next Emily Dickenson, Robert Frost, or Joseph Conrad? Dark forces silenced their voices leaving us with leftovers.

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Million Dollar Slaves

Thanks to a growing number of online investigators and the ongoing trial of rap mogul P. Diddy, we now know some celebrities may have been under pressure to tow the line of a dark ideology. Illuminati, shadow government, satanic pedophiles, we know them by many names. Celebrities who say no to perversion, face dire repercussions including death. Absent a death penalty hanging over their heads, what kind of reasonable celebrity would campaign for, Joe Biden?

Suddenly, the death of actress Brittany Murphy looks like murder. The mental health hospitalization of Kanye West looks like punishment. And, the endorsement of Biden by Taylor Swift looks like obeying orders. Could Taylor really be that dense?

There are many celebrity deaths and political endorsements building suspicion. Notable celebrity liberal Democrats could be pretentious pawns or gullible dupes. Far too many liberal Democrats arrive as menacing minions, out of control snowflakes spiraling downwards to a dark abyss of psychosis. Nevertheless, perhaps there is hope for dupes and pawns.

‘Jay Z! Call me, bruh! You still ain’t call me! Jay Z, call me…. Jay Z, I know you got killers. Please don’t send them at my head. Just call me. Talk to me like a man.’

              -Kanye West 

Mind Control of the Music Industry

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High Concept Parallel Lines: Mission Notes from the Edge of Time

Dear Diary,

My beard disappears faster than government funds in the hands of a Democrat. We know spiritual power accumulates in hair and white hair holds even greater power, I would assume. Wondering if the universe speaks to me again lately. Maybe its powering down time. How can it be? Roads seem a bit scary up ahead. How can I be expected to traverse scary roads without the symbol of my spiritual power? Yea, though I walk through the valley in the shadow of death, an intellectual and spiritual wasteland, I shall fear no evil. For I have seen the goddess face and she empowers me, always with me.

Really, what rattles around in my spacious mind at this time are words from, Elon Musk. Not so much the words, but it is figuring out what the universe is saying that itches my gray matter. As I reach farther and farther out of my hermit like existence, it seems our world is a bit more in tune with a foretold future. America continues to learn hard truths. Can only imagine how lots of them are feeling. Living a life based on lies. Passing down not only lies to your children but harmful drugs as well. Our world be needing healing for some time to come. Considering what Americans are forced to deal with now, perhaps an awakening populace can now grapple with even deeper buried cultural issues. Maybe, as a perverted grip on mass media slips away, fireballs of truth from yours truly can be heard by all. Or, is it just too soon for high concepts from the edge of time?

Feels like part 2 of the mission and a bit like Terminator 2 when he is ordered to swear not to kill anybody. I swear not to burn out any hearts I should encounter from this point forward. Seriously... I will do my best. I am not a machine.

Started following the sacred sisters of Sagittarius recently. It quite appears that fear of suffering no longer keeps this heart away. If it be true that they all turn an existential corner or just adapt to a rapidly changing world, such simple acts electrify my soul. Like celestial butterflies running rampant through my stomach both scary and indescribably pleasant. One has to shutter at the potential of such power when our moons meet in person whether in this lifetime or the next. Our world has never known such an event. Cosmic ripples through time and space create tears of joy for worlds yet to be born when Sagittarian sisters walk on the edge of time.

Trump haters should find something else to occupy their time for the next year or so. As mentioned in a previous blog post, Astrological skies forecasted for Lord of the Deal are quite

fortunate. One could say he shall be unstoppable. News from the cosmos gets ever worse for Democrats. Once Jupiter finishes bestowing lighting bolts of luck in Trump's sun sign of Gemini, the great benefic moves on to the sign of Cancer and, Elon Musk!

These 2 Zodiac Signs Are About to Have the Best Year Ever

Elon holds my mission, preventing extinction species humanity, close to his heart. What does one make of such news? Is Elon my great benefactor? Shall we combine timeless spiritual power with great monetary and business acumen? Combining spiritual power with sacred sisters remains the only true calling. Wondering now if Elon knows that keys to ending the extinction riddle are mostly spiritual. Wonder if he knows the riddle is already solved? 

Time to rewrite those books announcing a dawning of the matriarch society, how it answers the extinction riddle. Looking at a new title as well. Thinking launch date will be Mothers Day 2026.Though a rewrite would only take a couple weeks with AI, so much time gives me a jump on marketing stuff. Any who...

May the force of a truly awakened soul be with you.

LINKS

Did Elon Musk Hijack My Mission

The Unforgiven

circa 2020

Dear Diary, 

Think I will grow my beard back. Not really remembering when it ran away. Feeling hairy today. Feel power weakening like the biblical Samson. What I would give for Delilah right now. 

Permanently banned still from Twitter now X under, Elon Musk. I am sure the DOGE Chief just overlooked such a small item in his forensic accounting. Goddesses beg my forgiveness. Still, what I said so many years ago seems to be glorified on Meta today and throughout America. All transgender people are mentally ill.

Remember someone trying to get me banned from another social network for the same statement arguing that people controlling the big book on psychiatric terms and definitions changed the classification of Gender Dysphoria. My argument went beyond terms and definition defined by the psychiatry industry. Simply put; as someone who has lived in the notorious Skid Row of Los Angeles County, I have seen many plenty mentally ill people of varying degrees of illness. Only courts need definitions from psychiatry. Normal people have common sense. It be fine with me for any man to pretend to be a woman. That man is mentally ill if he asks me or anyone else to pretend he is a woman. No amount of pharmaceuticals or surgery will ever change my mind on the matter. Anyone facilitating transgenderism seeks to normalize mental illness. I would also make the argument that transgenderism seeks to destroy the feminine divine.

Spiritual Warriors suspect scoundrels responsible for attempts upon the eternal wondrous feminine divine earth women represent the same evil haunting this planet for one hundred thousand years or more. Your end is at hand.

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Jupiter Rising in Trump: Mission Notes from the Edge of Time

Chapter two of the great human awakening heralded by Donald Trump begins and begs a question regarding astrological aspects of his first inauguration. Does celestial power granted during his first inauguration carry over till now? When one looks at our ribald president surviving two different assassination attempts, great cosmic forces must be at work.

Petrified, petulant, and pretentious observers could not then believe my pronouncement to be true. Perhaps repeating it here will rattle around in empty skulls like a radical charged particle launched in the Large Hadron Collider waiting in effect to create a new element. If Trump had been inaugurated for his first presidential term say a couple thousand years ago under the same astrological sky, he would have been looked upon as a king of kings.

At the very moment of his first inauguration, readers should also be reminded that natal moon in Scorpio came to an astrological and spiritual power peak for yours truly. And so, our epic journey continues to save humanity from the dark abyss of extinction.

What should spiritual warriors look for during Trump presidential reign part two? Let us for fun look again at astrological aspects slated for inauguration #2. We cannot hope to expect incredible astrological events similar to 2021. Still, 2025 inauguration skies for Trump are quite favorable then and for months to come.

Wherever Jupiter is in the sky, it shows us how our tendency to grow will express itself, and in the sign of “The Twins,” there’s a special emphasis on our collective growth in knowledge, social connection, and ability to adapt.

Saturn and Venus shall be conjunct with Neptune close enough to exert influence as well, all in the the sign of Pisces. Trump, a Gemini finds lucky lightning bolt carrying Jupiter cruising through his sign till June 2025. I conclude such aspects to mean our nation ready or not shall entertain issues deeply buried in the subconscious or covered up by religion and mainstream media. Coming to grips with the unsustainability of homosexuality is more than enough for modern humans to deal with today and well into a new future. Pornography, or more particularly prostitution must be brought to a forum where spiritually qualified minds can prepare it for broader consumer understanding. We expected some type of false flag operation regarding UFOs and now drones mystify our skies.

Expanded minds find it incredible how many people think the idea of UFOs and higher intelligent life on other planets think just the way our military complex wants the populace to think on such concepts. They find it laughable. Of course we were also astounded by how many people fell so easily and quickly for scamdemic.

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Dynamic consequences of discovering the sacred sisters creep ever closer to this suffering soul and threaten to enlarge powerful karmic emotional responsibilities and cosmic influences waiting for an evolutionary spark. There is an external mission and an internal mission which is of course personal. Sagittarian sisters encompass both facets of my mission. Notes on Sagittarian sisters can wait a bit as personal confessions seem long over due here. Remembering natal Scorpio moon sets the mood.

Even to this day people I meet wonder at the way I talk. I am a black man but if you only heard my voice, you might think differently. Many people in such instances thought I was a white man. Those comments came often during my college radio days on KUNV. I speak properly and have had many people over the years ask why? I relate the story here for posterity.

Growing up as a child I was afflicted with a pathological speech impediment. Stuttering… I could barely speak. Try to imagine living your young life being laughed at by family, friends, and associates. I remember the tears. If I could thank public education for anything it would be specialized one on one help received from a speech pathologist somewhere around 4th grade. I literally learned to speak properly and slowly. Later I was pushed into broadcasting and acting which left dialects coming out of nowhere or from some past stage play long ago. Some artists soak up characters forever imbedded in personality.

So, now I stutter nevermore but sometimes sound like a butler from Fresh Prince of Bellaire. Wonder like me if the same people who laughed and teased my stuttering as a child are the same ones who now ridicule my voice today sounding so proper and white? Since I am not down with contemporary slang, latest hip hop phrases, and ghetto-proud illiteracy, I am dubbed Uncle Tom. Wonder no more why I grew up a sceptic and atheist.

Find a link to my voice in video narration below.

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Gypsy man on a cosmic plan now operates in the great state of Texas. Actually stumbled into Houston for a while and tried to like it. No… Now calling Fort Worth home not particularly acting like a refugee. It is what I am here lonely in the Lone Star State. Probably just a coincidence but it could be as easily fate showing signs of positive change to a new future. Facebook or Meta now, vows not only to henceforth champion freedom by changing many censorship policies, firing liberal administrators, and moving a key office to Texas.

Perhaps as a show of good faith, Meta's trust and safety and content moderation teams will allegedly be moved from California to Texas so there is "less concern about the bias" of their teams. -BlazeMedia 

Finding myself here now shows signs of meaning. Several friends warned me of racism and red neckism prevalent in Texas. People who live here tell me the same. Yes, this certainly is a wild west state nestled next to a southern state of swamps. Just south we find river jumping Mexico, an invasion crisis. In the end, no state to a black man is perfect. Besides, my intent here is not to socialize but to internally spiritualize, to escape from medical tyranny. Medical tyranny, medical monopoly, Big Pharma... great monsters go by many names. Unfortunately, this monster finds a big percentge of world population on bended knee subservient and worshiping an out of focus enemy. Cloaked in phoney delusions of godhood, monsters chased many people out of California and into states more friendly to individual freedom. Fate brings a firestorm to Texas, birthplace of the mega-church.

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Usually, I am inclined to lament deep suffering when doting on Sagittarian sisters but this time arrive in good spirits. Sara Silverman, some how, some way made no socially incendiary headlines during Trump’s campaign. My heart is all a flutter! U.S. Senator Kirsten Gillibrand, made no political

 embarrassing headlines and suddenly feeling a cosmic pull toward her in New York. Totally unnerving... such emotions are now recognized as a flipside of the mission, personal transgressions of my own needing work. While Alyssa Milano, code name Firestorm Alpha made social network headlines, one can see it as a positive. Great spirits believe her to be most likely first to spiritually awaken. Continued confrontations can only serve to pave her way to ultimate enlightenment. While logic sees sacred sisters awakening in another lifetime, we now walk a new path where all things become possible. Imagine greater.

Please, say a little prayer for sacred sisters of Sagittarius. Spiritual awakening is a painful process. Terrible tears become building blocks to a new and better humanity finally as one with a wonderful universe.

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Almost four years now since my last transmission. Books soon to get final rewrites. Conspiracy theorists proved to be right especially about COVID and readers can understand some of my disappointment with Trump regarding this matter. Still, that was then and we continue to grow and discover. Somewhere in previous writings, most probably in my current book, I mention something about humanity needing to be culled. So then, why be disappointed in Trump and the millions of deaths he helped sponsor? Force of habit response…

To date, since Trump forced the FDA to approve these vaccines in 2020, there have been over 1.6 million injuries and death s reported to VAERS, with over 38,000 of those reports being deaths.The U.S. Government’s own studies have found that less than 1% of all vaccine injuries a nd deaths are actually reported to VAERS. (Source.)That would equate to over 160 million injuries and over 3.8 million deaths from Trump’s COVID shots.

Bill Gates, that great champion of depopulation says humans need a new religion to deal with our new age realities. Creating a new religion does appear to be what fate wants from yours truly. Fate needs to call a little louder. At least one Sagittarian sister would have to awaken to help foster a new religion. Let us hope fate steps in and takes a hand. Until then, consider Gates the contemporary father of Foresight.

Close to seven decades on this little green planet and I never imagined a life so long. Really thought death would come a calling before 55. Still living so now I have to deal with it. Maybe I will do live mission reports on a future podcast or wax philosophically on current events. Needing a free spirit partner... send in your resume of videos. Fate will sort them.

Transmission closing soon and perhaps it will be another 4 years for the next report. Let spirits guide and protect my mission. Fate from time to time sends a lovely soulmate to tantalize my dreams for a moment and quiet echoes of loneliness bouncing off the walls. Like ships passing in the night, it is a fleeting rendezvous perhaps never to be permanent. Women so rare live on the edge of society and should not be expected to fall for the passion of poetry.

Links

Jupiter in Gemini

Planetary Alignments and Donald Trump

Marilyn Monroe Mural Mystique

Desperately Seeking Spiritual Connection

Mission Notes from the Edge of Time

Photo by Parakit Keng Eos:

    

Nine Inspirations under crowns of laurel,

  Showering secrets from above.

Whisper wisdom by light of the moon—

  Touch softly the soul of my Love.

Dear Diary,

Forgive me for ignoring you these past two years. Just when I wanted out, fate pulls me back into the human predicament. Perhaps it was wishful thinking sometime ago wanting this blog ended and yours truly onto a different life. It appears we may rest from time to time along our path to the spiritual mountain top, but we can never really stop. One does not commune with hummingbirds and then go on to a simple life. Hoisted by your own petard, we must continue in spiritual ascension enlightening and saving souls as fate commands.

While cause for hope springs forth here and there, darkness weighs heavily over this wanton world well before the golden dawn. True to gypsy man way of life, I find myself back once again where rat packs and a glitter gulch were born. Plans ask for a brief stay under neon lights after living over two years in humid Houston. Plans like a petulant young goddess are fickle bending with forceful wind.

Stepping away from the edge of time briefly, I actually voted for the first time in Texas. Texas along with Florida and perhaps a few other states in America remain as last bastions of freedom perhaps in the entire world. Most all other states in America are now mired in corporate marxism where science poses as a new god.

Two years of very limited intellectual and artistic activity spur urges to create. Lately, my mind wanders to rewriting the book that launched this journey and starting a new book that will finish it. Rewriting Dawning of the Matriarch Society should be an illuminating project. Still, starting this new book almost defies spiritual superlatives. New concepts sparking new terms, perhaps philosophical building blocks for a new cultural paradigm, my next book begs for a writing partner.

Early years spent on dating sites I remember going quite well. Then again, most of my early life before enlightenment can be described as lucky with women. Comparatively, I have led an enviable love life as enforced by different male friend conversations over the years. Alas, seems a distant past here in my senior years. Driving forces then centered solely around hormonal dictates. Seems appropriate now that my desires for a companion center around intellect and spirituality. Physical attractions were vastly easier seemingly just yesterday. Today, dating sites offer the boring, detectives, or scared kittens.

Driving now for a ride share company, I meet many women. Very often we have wonderful, funny, or even deep conversations. Such women are usually over 30 years younger than the author. Cannot find one woman on any dating site with a conversation going beyond, bowling, traveling, Christian religion, and spending time with my family. Is this a sign of the times or my age?

Wondering now has anyone written a blog post that was clarion call for a date? This is not that blog. I am wanting a companion who inspires my writing. Such inspiration can come in many forms. Romance is unimportant. Intellect, the capacity to comprehend new ideas and impulsively ask questions. To be such a companion, to spend considerable time together united by the same goal, positive emotions must be present. We must enjoy each others company for whatever reasons. There is a prominent psychiatrist who acknowledges loving emotions for patients and that such emotions between therapist and patient are natural and should be acknowledged. So then, my companion must have the capacity for love whether that love is romantic or platonic. A successful relationship in this endeavor cannot begin without the capacity for flourishing positive emotion between the two of us as would be inevitable in a close working relationship.

A brief description of my new book is in order. Only a few great mystics through the ages knew about a cosmic like force within the female species. I believe we see this concept in the idea of harems and this phenomena is also mentioned pragmatically in The Book of Mormon religion. I believe to be the first in giving this phenomena happening between men and women a name. I call this phenomena sporadically occurring on a cosmic level between men and women, the Heterosexual Nexus.

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So then, one might say we depart on a sacred journey to study love on the ethereal plane. Our relationship, whether platonic or romantic must be included in some chapter of the book. Great romance and passion in my young past built a Poet. Paradoxically, I have never known intellectual or spiritual love and connection. Fate taunts me with such love only in passing like ships in the night. I know she is there. Seems never to be our time. 

  Our wonderful universe ordains this book and I would never believe it is to be written without direct aid of an earth goddess. A great void exists on dating sites for freethinkers. So, I go to the blogosphere and virtual space to find a woman among women. Poet seeks someone unknowing of her magic, someone with deep thoughts, someone looking for higher destiny. Writers would be good for this collaboration but the capacity for love and higher thinking remain key. Qualifications appear more subjective, spiritual and intellectual. Back in the day, I never cared about the religion of my girlfriends. Same remains true for this… partnership. Really need someone to bounce new ideas off who owns an internal sounding board. Looking for a rare breed, someone looking for a spiritual adventure.

Successful partner in this endeavor shall be given co-writer credits and copyrights regardless of any literary contribution at publication. Further remunerations negotiable. Living in Las Vegas now, but this probably is not my final destination. I anticipate beginning research in one year so we have plenty of time to discuss all concepts, and associated matriarch society. Minimum time we need to spend together during the entire project estimated to be three months. All other contact can be virtual and cell phones. Please, send resume or cover letter with subject heading; 

Heterosexual Nexus

To:  paganpaine@gmail.com

LINKS

Cosmic Transference; The Heterosexual Nexus

Saving Lady Liberals Under Natal Venus

Cosmic Tracks of My Tears

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Farewell, My Lovely Expectations; Trump and Silver Linings

Valeria- Sandahl Bergman, Conan the Barbarian

To be or not to be? To transcend or not to transcend?Whether tis even a valid question should be discussed. Of course we want to live and succeed. Some of us want to transcend spiritually embracing daunting destiny. Nevertheless, humans are the only species of being on this planet committing suicide regularly so whether or not we endeavor to persevere in life remains oddly a valid question.

At the time of this writing almost seven months exactly have passed since the great 2020 American awakening presidential election and ensuing devastating results. Some of us can finally climb out of our bunkers and face what appears to be a dark future. Deplorables who have not committed Harakiri and Republican faithfuls holding on to pride, must now rationalize an epic failure. Champions lose, heroes sometimes falter, and the chosen ones do not always rise to meet destiny. Perhaps losing to Joe Biden was the greatest failure of President Donald Trump. As we search for celestial meaning in casual meetings with uncommon hummingbirds, deciphering clues to how expectations were left shattered here by disappointing Donald becomes devoted mission.

Trump could have walked on water but dubiously chose not to do so... why? Lazy? Witless? Unknown threats? Let us give credit where credit is due and mention how Trump cleaned up a great deal of our federal court system which goes a long way towards true freedom for humanity.  Still, we truly may never know how Trump failed given the minor astronomical miracles energizing his inauguration and must read tea leaves as they have fallen.

Leo rising, a significant astrological aspect shared by Trump and myself offered connections now seemingly too close for comfort. I am immediately reminded of other uncomfortable astrological aspects discovered and shared with the Sacred Sisters of Sagittarius. Clearly, suffering on this spiritual journey seems high on the cosmic agenda. Inquisitive souls must ask, where do we go from here and what does it all mean? Never-ending questions distinguish a Sagittarian mind, always looking for deeper meaning.

Perhaps wishful thinking hoped Trump would open doors to a better world leading to true freedom. Like a lot of incredible disappointments felt from actions or inactions of other people, we often seek to blame ourselves for their failure to live up to our expectations. Maybe I could have held Trump in my prayers more often or meditated on his exact success. Maybe Trump's failure was due to my not sending him enough positive energy. Perhaps my cosmic powers are not as formative as I was led to believe.

Experiential evidence with those hummingbirds, pocket miracles, and so much more magic on this odyssey contradicts previous self-doubts. Furthermore, great mystics seem to be in agreement on allowing abundance and our wishes to come to us without stress. So then, one must look not just for other explanations but particularly silver linings in catastrophic events. Kabbalah may expound on this ability to think on the brighter side, count are blessings as such a philosophy or approach to life enhances spirituality and actually raises our individual vibrations.

Love to take blame for Trump's frightful failure. Both political parties must be exposed as unthinkably corrupt and perverse so humanity may move forward to solutions leading to a better world. Trump Derangement Syndrome, Spygate, and Emailgate just to name a few major liberal scandals left Democrats naked, ugly, inhuman. Thank you, Wikileaks and Project Veritas. Republicans must fall next opening a door to a new political party. Trump's failures, his treatment by fellow Republicans, and all of them selling out to the Big Pharm-Medical monopoly should be enough for even the most zealot conservative supporter to question blind allegiance 

Rumors ruminate nonsense of Trump regaining the White House in a matter of months. We stopped reading Q intel after the election debacle. Losing to Biden, allowing voter and election fraud to rule American government, bowing to and standing by meekly as the Big Pharm-Medical monopoly enslaves a significant portion of humanity, and enriching the military complex were all just part of the grand cosmic plan, apparently. Trump seems to have been just another actor playing his part, joining a long list of contemporary U.S. presidents one worse than the other. 

Surely, it was wishful sentiment hoping a conservative woman would follow Trump after his 8-year term. One could not have been more wrong and wonders what the lackluster presidential loss does to the hopes of, Sarah Palin? Republican Governors standing taller than Trump against organized evil at this time if called to the White House must face a bar set low. Other future presidential hopefuls include Senators Rand Paul and Ted Cruz.

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Skeptic tendencies remain hampering this journey to transcendent being. Enjoy riding a rollercoaster holding only faith to a future final Utopian destination no matter a wretched dark path. No overnight success stories exist on the edge of time. Remembering now micro-management was never part of my overall mission.  Urges remain pulling ego to organize, quantify, to make this world intelligible to my own particular intellectual processes and capacity.

Our final destination, the salvation of humanity continues toward a matriarch society. That being said, fading egomania endeavors for answers to burning questions. We need a bit of centaurian closure. We must find hope even in the greatest of personal catastrophic events. Quite frequently upon this mystical mission to prevent extinction species humanity, our universe seems to display a morbid sense of humor. Dawn of the matriarch society maintains real hope now in a most unlikely person, Vice-President Kamala Harris.

Illustration by, Shyama Golden

Only a special type of woman can claw through thousands of years of mendacity and do what is necessary to hasten a matriarch society. Veep Harris stands on record with comments friendly to a great goddess cause, but one must read between lines to comprehend. I must spare readers exact details here because of that expectation thing, but the truth is out there should one care to work for it. Also, a female District Attorney made headlines recently with comments also friendly to our Utopian goddess-driven future.

Truthfully, words were written here or somewhere narrating notions of a need to cull the human herd and in doing so create separation. Again, mission parameters do not include micro-management and the stressful duty of particulars, how, when, etc. Our magnificent universe provides infrastructure, logistics, personnel to facilitate fervent dreams and wishes. Wish away anti-humans to clear a path for matriarchs and our universe makes dreams come true. Vaxxed and unvaxxed, anti-vaxxers and good citizens, higher consciousness beings and humans vibrating on a lower level of consciousness, let the separations continue.

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Working now in the rideshare industry, I am afforded a grand opportunity to uncover public sentiment on current events up close and personal. Sometimes, people just need to talk and be heard. Once in a golden while, we meet like-minded beauties who leave intimate intellectual impressions lasting lifetimes enhancing spirit forever in memory. Waging through a wasteland of empty faces and cluttered spaces, we meet rather like ships passing in the night. Perhaps our wonderful universe needs to imput a little hope into the data stream from time to time reminding us of our endgame.

LINKS

Conan the Barbarian

What Kamala Harris Faces as First

Spiritual Unite

Conan the Barbarian (1982)