Fun fish fact: The very 1st digital animation I ever made, was to this song, around 15-ish years ago. Good times. I made a little man, laying in a bed, staring at the ceiling in some surreality room, when suddenly, his head detached, floating outside of the window into a haunting night. I still have it on some USB somewhere. The original video for the song seemed so dope back in 2010. Hard to believe it was that long ago. I’ll leave the link below so you can compare my video versus theirs. Stay tuned Fishheads, more on the way. Shoutout to @plazmapunk as always, & to the Bag Raiders, who created this nostalgic gem of a song. The FisH™abides. Cheers…🎏
Most of you are familiar with this song, & although I’m musically retarded, you get the point. I’ll be taking a different route than before, so technically the entire song is applicable, minus the making music with my friends part, unless you look at it proverbially. Oh wait, all my friends are dead, so the entire segment doesn’t work, does it? Oh well, the song is a classic of classics, & I’ll be thinking about it in my head soon enough. 4th time across the country, man I can’t wait to see those mountains, & eventually, the beach, & feel that Southern sunshine on my face. Ever read the book? On the Road, have you ever read it? I’ll link the audiobook below for you, even though, as all other books, it’s always much better to physically read a hard copy. However, since we live in the Clwnworld future of 2023, here’s the link, linked to a wools now long gone,ubtuNnrwk
I’m actually audio-booking it as I write this, even though I’ve read it 3-4 times now, but regardless, I like the way Jack speaks in his writing. He has a language that I have clearly taken inspiration from, & thus, I feel like I’m listening to a friend, rather than some random poser pseudo-writer. He has a way of describing people to their core, but illustrating them in a colorful way, showing all the life that surrounds whatever person and/or object he might be directing his attention. It’s amazing how all these years later, his main character, Dean Moriarty, based on the late, yet forever great, Neal Cassidy, still captivates the world, simply with his description. A whirlwind wizard warrior in a world that would prove white-hot for himself, like a million blazing suns, who happened to find Jack, who was serendipitously there to illustrate not only this most unique character Dean, but to describe his best friend, Neal, as well. Imagine the odds, of those 2 gigantic literary gas giants colliding, but sure enough, they did, & if you still think there are coincidences in the Universe, think again.
Wow, it’s been maybe 2 decades, 2 DECADES or so, since I’ve read this book. Man, what it must have been like to drive across the country back in the day like that. If you’ve read the book, & know what they had to do to keep the car going sometimes, yet they pulled it off nonetheless, it’s just brilliant, & a brilliantly wordsmithed work of literature, He speaks very “everyman,” & he got his immortally-famous masterpiece out, published in real time, then unfortunately died a degenerate drunk. Nonetheless, he just happened to be in the exact right place, at the exact right time, historically, who sacrificed more life for his own immortality. What could be more glorious? Dying in literary battle, like a warrior, it’s a s glorious as it gets, short of actually dying in battle. I’m not taking anything away from Kerouac, he’s one of my favorite wielders of the pen, but I’m just pointing out that in this life, where you’re birthing, & the circumstances around your birth, can propagate everything in later life. Suppose he hadn’t went to Columbia University, & never met Burroughs and Ginberg, then we might never know who Jack Kerouac was, now would we? It all boils down to circumstance, circumstance which appears coincidental, & most of us, just get another losing scratch-off lotto ticket, while we aimlessly hope our miserable lives will improve somehow. The lottery is a rigged hustle by the way, but I digress….just letting you know. Anyway, we can’t have winners, without losers, I suppose though, right? Sounds like another addition to The Great Quote Hunt. “Can’t have winners, without losers.” Surely, I’m not the first person to say that; it’s just too easy, but maybe I am, I don’t now, & don’t call me Shirley, you ass-kissing looper larpers.
There was such a distinction between “intellectuals” back then, & those who were deemed otherwise. Less people, more opportunity, maybe you could chalk that up to, I don’t know, the world is so insanely different now, who knows? Drawing any analogies between now-times & past-times, more-often-than-not, proves to be a exercise of futility, as we’ve never had nearly 8 BILLION humans abounding, thus, these times are quite unprecedented, aren’t they? Yep, we are in uncharted waters for sure, & as meticulous of a job as one might do to make comparisons to the Fall of the Roman Empire perhaps, it’s simply not possible to be accurately speculative in any reasonable manner, considering the sheer magnitude of what is happening right now, in the real-time. As tiny as we all are, not even visible from space, minus the lights being on. We’re 8 BILLION consumers, always consuming, as in constantly eating, then shitting, & pissing, then repeating, that’s a lot of processing throughout the course of a day, processing that waste from that aforementioned consumption, from each individual person, then throwing it in your face the next day, on top of a fresh new Aunt Jemima-covered breakfast. No, no real syrup here of course, not in the USSA, we only use high fructose corn syrup here, don’t ya know? Sugar crack, I call it, & look at all these fatties like addicts, the addicts they are. Not like their ever going to be admonished for this gross behavior any time soon. #FatIsBeatiful still trends, remember?
Anyway, before I turn this into yet-another meaningless diatribal essay, I’m go to wrap this one up. Also, I forgot that this book was written at a time, before certain cites we’re systematically ruined by failed pseudo-democratic policies. Jack wasn’t joking when he said, ” I can’t imagine the future,” because I assure you, he’s rolling in his grave, as they say, at the Clowowlrd USSA that the once great USA has become. Can you imagine these great sages of the past existing in this wonky world of today? All of the “wokeness,” the open bias and censorship, the scripted narratives pumped out via the fake news, can you imagine what these great figures from the past would say and/or do if they were alive right now, in these cancel culture times, where the name of the game is to silence those who who say/write what your don’t like, can you imagine?
Anyway, I’m done with this one. Yep, it’s time wrap this up, for real tis time, before I start going off on something else in my head. I wonder if I should talk-text document my upcoming journey? Hmmmm, one way or another, I’ll be sure to illustrate my travels; a real life On the Road, in real-time. I’m not planning on doing it again, but one never knows, do they?…so yes, my plan is that this will be my 4th & last time driving across this crumbling country of ours. That is the pan, regardless, unless something changes. I’m just hoping my Beamsy has enough to make it a few thousands miles. Until next time dear readers, happiness is only a few thousand miles away, & well worth the journey. So sayeth FisH™…
Oh btw, Title 42 ends today, paving the way for ohhhhhh…something like a MILLION human beings to rush the border, which obviously, doesn’t sound like it will end well. I’m telling you, all of you MAGA-hat wearers who believe Trump will come in & save the day in 2024 & stop all of this orchestrated chaos, are fools. I know, I know, I believed in him too, but I was wrong, so wrong. He’s in their club, as much as any of the other Capstone Clubbers, because if he wasn’t, how would he have let them beat him in an obviously stolen election. He did, however, & let’s not forget, who was the one who unleashed BILLIONS of these improperly-tested un-vaccines, that were mass-produced, distributed, & administered, all under #OrangeManBad. Don’t blame me; I’m just pointing out what should be obvious to most of you. Apparently it isn’t, but what do I know, ya know? Until next time dear readers, be mindful of where you are, because if you aren’t where you’re supposed to be, simply leave, or get fired. So sayeth FisH™…🎣
For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡
“If you’re standing in the wrong place, swim somewhere else.” Fish Fish🎏
“You cannot have winners, without losers.” Fish Fish🎏
A band called Frokost has a song called “Dancehall King,” which is now randomly stuck in my head for some reason. Completely out of nowhere too, it’s so very weird how those earworms crawl into your brain, then play themselves on endless loops. “Now you’re in the house with the latest swing, movin around like a dancehall king,” …quite the lyrics, & quite a unique band. No one has ever heard of them that I’ve met, but I still like their style all the same. It’s a music with a genre all its own, which not many bands can claim. Here’s the song, so you can hear for yourself, then follow along on my daily Foozer fun run:
Took me FOREVER back in the day to find this song. Been like 15-20 years, something like that. Man, the time is flying, flying while we’re all dying, but I digress. Yes, it took me quite awhile back then to snatch this song from a torrent site. The album was nearly impossible to find, back then, but I’m sure it’s much easier now. It’s easy to find whatever you want these days, music & otherwise, if you know where to look of course. Take a tour of the dark web sometime, there’s nothing illegal about being on there, it’s what you look at when you’re there that can get you into troubles.
Obviously, avoid any/all porn sites, dark web or otherwise. That shit is brain AIDS, & it’s destroying relationships. Dark web porn though, you never know what might pop up(pun intended), so it’s best to just avoid it altogether. What you do is find “onion” site addresses. You can look those up via search queries. Once you have the onion, you peel it, & see what’s inside. You can usually gauge it from the onion link. It’s not like browsing on a regular internet search engine, so it’s crucial that one knows how to use and/or find onion sites before they go bee-bopping around on the dark web.
The internet most of us use, it’s just the tip, the tip of a massive iceberg. The biggest part of the iceberg however, the part you can’t see under the water, that’s the dark web, so you can imagine how much there is in those murky depths for you to explore. Be mindful what you click on, & you’ll be okay. Tread foolishly, & you might get scammed, or worse. Certainly do NOT want to ever Gove any information about yourself to anyone/anything on the dark web. No one is there to rescue you if you drown in the aforementioned depths. Tread at YOUR own volition. You’ve been warned.
Thursday shmurzday…then another Friday, then another weekend, then another week into the dark winter. These days go by so fast like a counting crow crowing about it. I have a few more articles I might bang out later. This one really has nothing much to do with the title, does it? Whoops, but that’s the great part about being an artist…this is MINE, so I can do and/or not do whatever I want to do or do not want to do, at my own accord. Everyone can be a creator, everyone IS a creator, you are the creator, so become a creator who creates creative creations. That’s the whole point, isn’t it? Create, leave what you’ve created, then die, until you’re created again, to create. Creation & destruction, like love & fear, love creates while fear destroys, & on it goes.
Like in a glass box with a few sticks and leaves and rocks, a little food dish, and a water bowl…
I have been looking into some information lately about how we are are really stars, and that we have been captured here in these dense ‘bodies,’ continuously being tricked into tricking courselves into reincarnating over and over and over and over and over again to serve the will of something greater than ourselves. It’s very interesting information, has to do with Saturn and the Moon. Now you know I don’t believe or disbelieve in anything until I experience it for myself, and even then I question it…
…but I do find this fascinating.
Can you imagine if that were true though? And the strange thing to me its that it makes a lot of sense. Look at most of the population, I’m amazed they can wipe their own asses, easily deceivable, tricked from birth, and birthed by the tricked, in a bizarre seemingly unending loop. However, now there are those of us who are waking up and recalling our real selves, so what happens to us, this fringe group that has become of aware of the possibility and plausibility of the trickery and the trap? Again, not saying this is real, but what is for sure real is that the bullshit story they sell everyone from the get-go is total crap, a complete and continuous deception. And if everything they have told us is/was a lie, who knows what is really real and what is really not? So it seems to be of utmost importance that all of us who are “awakened” understand that we are still very much students of the Universe and still naive to the true nature of who and what we are, yet somehow in this life we are advancing inward at a much higher level than any lives we experienced before, at least here on this Earth plane. But here we are, still stuck in whatever this madhouse is, among a vast majority of people who are all so asleep, I just don’t get it.
Feels very limiting, like when a baby figures out that there is huge room to play in outside of the crib, although the ones in charge keep the baby stuck in the crib by repeating over and over to the baby that there is only the crib, using fear to keep the baby in behind the bars of the crib. But the baby can clearly SEE that there is something more, so the baby finally lets go of that fear and now the baby must crawl out of the crib himself and jump, falling to the floor below. Of course the baby will catch a few bruises and cry, but when he sees he isn’t really hurt and that no one is coming nor does he need anyone to come help him because he can now see what is really happening and that he is okay, he will stop crying, then realize for himself to get up and stand alone, and WALK around to SEE what is in the room outside of the crib, which is of course new at first, BUT…once you’ve walked around the room, it comes together and makes sense. You figure out that you are in a house, and there are other rooms in that house. Furthermore you come to the understanding that you’ve been trapped in this house, and that is NOT your house.
How long do YOU like to stay at someone else’s house, trapped in a crib in a room in their house? Is it not time to leave already? Do you like being a baby confined to a crib? FUCK NO. You want to boldly walk out the front door to see what is outside of this strange house you and everyone else are seemingly imprisoned in. Here’s the rub about that though… you’ve only been tricked to keep imprisoning yourself, tricked through fear. No one was ever in charge over you, they only convinced you otherwise in the crib. Who owns this madhouse? Who was there when you finally jumped let go of your fear and freed from your own confinement? YOU. No one else, no one but you. You didn’t realize you were you though until you hit the floor and you woke up, and now that you remembering who you are, you want to remember everything and anything about what you really are. Is anyone ever really “learning,” or are they simply “remembering?”
Back to the metaphor…
…so obviously you will be brave and walk out that damned front door, that wasn’t even locked, and what do you see next, probably more houses, maybe part of a little cul-de-sac of similar houses, and it hits you like a screaming freight train that you were just trapped in one crib, in one house, in one neighborhood, but by who and for what reason?…so then what’s next obviously?… you get back on the super-highway, you take the road out of the neighborhood and keep going, and then who know’s what’s next? Vast open frontier, other neighborhoods, differing geographies of sorts, point is that we are travelers, soul travelers made of stars, that have somehow been deceived into this dimension of matter and density, limited to only what is possible via these bodily vehicles, while someone somewhere for some reason initiated this deception and keeps it recycling into a never-ending circle of life, death, and reincarnation… but for what purposes I do not know, one can only speculate…
You following this metaphor?…I’m totally just ad-libbed all of that straight off of the top of my head, which is good because I wanted to express that outwardly somehow.
Just a quick sum-up:
Are we really explorers of the Infinite, anything possible, yet somehow some entity or entities have “trapped” us in these bodies by convincing everyone the “real” world is the crib, and there is nothing outside of that crib? And now some of us, our souls are remembering themselves, and are remembering what they truly are, want to get back to being soul/star travelers, so how do we escape the trap? Again, please understand I do not know if this is any way true or untrue, just one of many many many may many “ideas” that seem to keep bombarding me from I-don’t-know-where. But I have never felt anymore alive than in this moment now, know what I mean? The journey accelerates along with the time, moving faster and faster toward….
Today is your humble narrator’s birthday… cheers. The Breakfast Club reference will be my own today. If you have never seen this movie, where have you been for the last 30 years?…geez. Regardless, I’m going to keep this short. I have things to do today, and in case you didn’t know, the fall equinox begins today/tonight. Summer is over, and now an uncertain autumn lies ahead for all. A new star gate portal opens today as Earth enters a new photon belt. Not sure exactly what that means, just a message I received that I am relaying to all of you.
Have a great day all my readers, watchers, brothers, and sisters in the fold. Ascension is ascending, faster and faster and faster and faster. As more and more awake, those stuck in their ego-caves inside this 3rd dimensional paradigm are finding it more difficult to keep remaining ignorant. Yet many still sleep, determined not to awake this round. That is their choice, what YOU do is your choice. Let go of your fear, let go of all you are afraid to lose, for nothing is ever really lost, and life never actually ends. You are already immortal, you already live forever, you have only forgotten. Will you remember? Will you recall what you truly are?
Will you dive into the rabbit hole? When you do not find the bottom, will you give into your fear? Or will you keep going? Again, all of these answers are inside YOU. Do what YOU need to do for YOU, not for anyone else. Time to go for now, my birthday bonus calls. Have a meeting with some ancestors and spirits soon via the psilocybin medium. Good way to get a good boost toward your individual awakening, as well as stimulate your pineal gland. Most people’s pineal glands are calcified and nearly dead, like a shriveled raisin, when it should be the size of an eyeball and full like a “pine” cone. Look into it, or don’t…
once more…. it’s up to YOU, not me.
Breathe. Relax. Now go out and have yourselves a great day, or change the channel.
This, as always, is for None of YOU and for All of YOU. Be brave in the upcoming future, things are going to change faster and faster, but you must not give into fear.
This is a rough intro to a new book I am putting together. The info is buried deep in my archives, but this is a different entity than those posts. This is more than information, it is a secret of the real reality of this 3rd dimensional paradigm and how YOU got here. Take it and resonate with the information,
…or as always, YOU have the option to simply change the channel.
Intro
Being young as an old soul can be tricky. Having being incarnated and reincarnated over and over and over again wears on the soul. Each incarnation the spiritual amnesia seems to deepen in one way, yet soften in another. Let me explain. Deepen in the sense you can feel that you have been here before, that you somehow already know what you know, like a game, that you cannot remember the rules to. You feel it though, always feeling it, just cannot quite put together what it was. It gets thicker each time, but there’s the counterbalance, the soften aspect. When I use the term soften, I mean that if you can learn to let go of the illusory grand impression you had of the world and begin to remember yourself, the deepening becomes an awakening, and rather quickly the pieces come together, the puzzle picture forms, the game board becomes clear. As a young soul who has not become deep yet, there is little of a softening aspect, because they have not incarnated enough to be challenged in such a way, they are still young in spirit remember. There are always of course anomalies, young souls that dive right into the deep end and emerge golden, old souls that grow older, never attaining the self enlightenment they keep incarnating over and over and over again for to begin with. There is of course the huge grey area in between, as it is obviously different for each and every soul. Do you want to know why it is this way?
Eons ago, consciousness was not divided amongst a populous of humans and/or all other sentient beings throughout the Universe. Consciousness was a singular entity, in a void of a higher dimension, unbound to time and matter and form, connected and un-broken by the bliss of unconditional love. No conceptualizations of fear or ego or evil, only a highly vibrating entity of blissful consciousness. Then, said great entity set out to conduct a grand experiment with itself, the grandest of experiments, barely plausible from the lower level of consciousness the current humanity resonates from. This grand experiment was to allow itself, consciousness, as a mass entity, to fall into the lower vibrations of the lower dimensions so that it could experience itself experiencing itself, breaking and fragmenting into a seemingly infinite number of fragmentations, which quickly expanded throughout the Universe. These fragments, these singular androgynous souls of the mass consciousness then came upon planets, where they could manifest and re-propagate themselves, experiencing the realities of existing no longer as energy, but rather condensed, into form and matter, into the 3rd dimensional construct you now all find yourselves in. So the fragments descended further, dividing themselves, becoming no longer a connected entity of the divine masculine and the divine feminine, but now two different fragments of fragments. Here on this planet, we have come to know each half of the once united soul as a man and woman, and certainly this similar scenario has played out throughout the Universe by now, since remember, this all occurred many, many eons ago.
There is, however, a great twist in all this…
Consciousness, as the initial mass entity, had a back-up plan for this grand experiment. Once consciousness had descended as far as it go, it to the deepest bowels of ego and evil and darkness away from the light, it would re-ascend itself back to the higher dimensions of infinite love and joy and pure bliss and divine connectivity. How did it plan to do this? Unknowing to most of the human souls, they subconsciously were programmed to seek out their other halves, their divine counterparts. Recall what I spoke of above, how the fragments, fragmented into a divine feminine and divine masculine form in order to incarnate in this 3rd dimensional paradigm. Thus, the purpose of all men and women throughout all of their time in this dimension is to gather knowledge and experience for the great consciousness, the source, while simultaneously subconsciously seeking to reunite with their divine other half. It is often referred to as the twin flame. Now clearly most people have no inclinations of these things, so they end up with soul mates, or substitutes of some sort that do not quite fulfill them, yet they deal with it because they know nothing more then some feeling inside themselves they try to call love, although in reality is not a whole love, not a complete love, it is a bittersweet love, until one re-connects with their divine counterpart, their twin flame, or twin soul, or twin ray, I like to let labels retain a flexibility. On that note, what I wrote above does not exclude the gays. Some go through incarnations as homosexuals, as I said, every soul’s journey is different, some just encounter different experiences, and who is to say that the divine spirit limits itself to a male or female body, despite it’s initial being as divine masculine or divine feminine? There is no judgement here, no answers, all of this knowledge already exists within each and every one of you. You have been misguided into an illusory world that revolves around egos and fear, embracing the slow vibration of this 3rd dimensional asylum you are all stuck in together, rather then discovering your souls and learning to re-ascend back to the higher dimensions of energy and light from which you descended.
This is not true of the entirety of humanity however, as more and more souls are remembering what they are, many are reuniting with their twin flames, many are seeking to return to the joy and compassion and unconditional love that encompasses the realms of bliss from the higher dimensions from whence you all fell so very, very long ago.
So there it is.
Breathe. Deep in, deeper, deeper, expand the diaphragm, then hold, then release, letting all the dark go, all the ego, all the fear, just breathe.
I take late late night 6 mile walks around a lake in complete darkness, only the sound of Nature and my natural disposition available to me as a fairly in-shape human being. No one is ever out there. Why? What makes one not go for a walk or jog in the full moon on a path around a lake in the dark? It’s because of fear…”something might get me,”…”I can’t see, what if something/someone gets me,”…all boils down to FEAR….FEAR, FEAR, FEAR. It’s a plague on your soul. Let go of it, like a breath, in with the good soul energy, out with the fear and the ego version of YOU, the fake version of YOU. Only two base emotions remember?…LOVE and FEAR. Are YOU the master, or the slave? Let go of fear, let go of the anger from that fear, let go of the vanity, just let it go, like a breath, a breath like a cloud. YOU are part of Nature. YOU are part of everything. There is NOTHING to fear, EVER. Are YOU afraid of death? Why? This life will be over before YOU know it. YOU are only here for a blip, then gone, but where? Depends on where your soul is and/or if YOU can even identify yet with what/who YOU really are. Will YOU come back, incarnating after incarnating again and again, forgetting yourselves, having to remember what YOU already know again. Make this the last incarnation. YOU are a being of a higher dimension. This dimension is slow, vibrating so slowly that energy condenses into matter and form, all the while YOU are really an infinite solar being of light trapped in a 3rd dimensional body. When YOU dream, YOU ascend, YOU are nearly no longer limited to time and density, YOU are almost free. This is the astral plane between the 4th and 5th dimension. There is a connection here, a door, but YOU cannot walk through into the 5th dimension until YOU free yourselves of karma and ego and fear, and embrace love, unconditional love, the love that binds you to the Source. Many are awakening, many are feeling they are changing, evolving, yet the masses still stay clueless. I have spent two years working on this, and if YOU choose to still watch television all day, consuming shit food, and staying programmed, then keep doing it. The choice to expand your consciousness and remember your soul self, your higher self, your divine self, is inside YOU, not me.
I am only here to translate, helping as many of YOU as I can help yourselves.
Think about how YOU feel when YOU resonate with this knowledge.
As you can see over there to the right of the page, I have updated the world ticker for the precise time that the 1st of FOUR Blood Moons makes their celestial appearance over the next year. Why is this significant? Well, historically, EVERY single time these 4 Blood Moons have occurred, a major change happens in the world, particularly in relation to Israel. Coincidentally, during these series of Blood Moons starting on this April 15th, yes in the next 5 days, there are also 2 major Jewish festivals occurring, Passover and the Feast of Tabernacles. Does this mean anything? Is this yet ANOTHER one of those dates where “they” claim something will happen, and yet it doesn’t? These prophesiers are ZERO for however many countless dates they name over and over and over again. There are numerous sites to inform yourselves about this on….here’s one…(CLICK HERE>>>)redmoonrapture.comThis site will show you the historical dates and the events that occurred during the previous Blood MoonTetrad(<<<CLICK)occurrences, which basically means in “fours.”
So look into this, or do not. As always I am not claiming to or not to believe anything is going to happen, I am simply bringing this knowledge to you all. Take what you want from it, or take nothing, that’s YOUR choice, not mine. You are more than free to change the channel. Trends are called “trends” for a reason, and as you will see if you look into it, EVERY single time this has happened over the last 2000 years, something goes down. Don’t allow yourself to be caught in the trap of fear porn, that is certainly NOT what this is. I wouldn’t worry about the ground shaking, although that seems to be happening more and more lately, on a side note, as well as volcanic activity, EXTREME weather, anyone can observe these things going on around the world. I have told you all many times these “events” will occur more frequently as time closes in on zero point. It is like birth pangs, from our Mother Earth. The world population is at it’s highest ever as far as we know, and it’s taking it’s toll, adding up exponentially quick until….well, we will all have to wait and see…
Humanity has become a cancer, quite literally in fact. Most of you aren’t aware of this, but anywhere from 85 to 95% of the population is infected with some form of intestinal parasite. This parasite feeds from YOU, influences mood, health, wellness. Is the real cause of cancer, so why do they not inform you all of this? Because if they did, the multi-billion dollar cancer industry would go under. I have already told you before, a guy namedRoyal Rife (<<<CLICK)developed sound frequencies that destroyed said parasites, as well as viruses and other infections of the human body. Subsequently his work was mostly destroyed and he was exiled from the medical community for discovering knowledge that could cure ALL for practically nothing. Look it up, everything I give you is documented and verifiable, you all should know that by now. And while you are at it, loo into Candida fungus and the various parasites YOU more than likely are currently infected with right now. No need to freak, unless you are really infected, there are numerous methods for removing these parasitic invaders. Look into Black Walnut, garlic, NATURAL remedies that occur on Earth naturally to help YOU heal yourselves. You don’t need man made pharmaceuticals, but they make you think you do. Stop buying into the illusion, read, study, inform yourselves, learn as much as YOU can while YOU can, before they try to come take it away from YOU. What would YOU do then? What if the power went out and no more electricity, no more Internet, no more global connectivity, no more instant knowledge, no more Google maps, what do YOU think You would do? Could YOU make it? I hope You never have to find out. Maybe we will see in a few short days as this initial Blood Moon of the tetrad wanes at 3:07 am EST. Whether or not anything happens, it”s definitely worth watching, weather permitting. So you now have the time, the date, and most importantly, a link to the info. Read up, educate yourself, or change the channel on your proverbial television set. STOP watching television. Ever wonder why they call it programming? Why they “broadcast” programs? All in the etymologies, think about it, or don’t. Again, it’s up to YOU, not me. More to come. Wide eyes open. Love to all.
EaT~aLL~YouR~FisH™ 