7th Sense Psychics
I
feel that this ‘lock down’ due to a so called pandemic and strange viral
anomaly and being socially isolated and a world wide economic crash may have
enabled many to evaluate their priorities and perhaps begin a new dawn in their
lives. On returning to full work again will pollution return, the wars and
temporary ceasefires be resumed, the same homelessness and so on.
Many
in the ‘spiritual’ ethos have been feeling deep emotions not just because of
familiarity being denied, isolation and a complete different mode of life
imposed by the pandemic restrictions. For me I have felt an ancient long karma
and I felt it as ‘the pain of the ages' as if the Earth and its rocks, soil and
atmospherics were evaporating and venting karma stored in their atomic cellular
structures. It as if the energies of the
Cosmic upgrading and its incremental accruement were now being agitated and shaking
the solid deposits into a more refined solution, like sugar being dissolved and
in this depiction being shaken into a gaseous, steamy substance that is being
released into the atmosphere to be recycled laundered and cleansed and some sensitives are sensing this and acknowledging the process whilst being careful not to imbibe or inject this gunk.
There
is mourning for a past era and the residue for those who cling to the past and
unable to let go. There is a sense that this is a window of opportunity for a
new way, not a new world order based on a political agenda, a technocracy and
dystopia but a spiritual way in as much as sharing, caring, loving and a
benevolence that clear, keen and nourishing.
I
feel this deeply in myself and trust also to give myself the opportunity to
release the fine sediments held in mind and body.
I
weep for joy and yet at times for the pain that was held in the collective
unconscious for all those souls who are tortured, abused beyond all human
imagination, the attempts to lure the devil to bloodily feast on human blood
and sacrifice, to steal the minds of sections of humanity and desecrate the
beauty of Mother Earth and eradicate sacred knowledge and ritual.
The
pain I have felt in quiet moments as if my karma and past lives in a distant
past, aeons and aeons, past time itself do speak, the deep entrenched
accumulations, like strata of rock, deeply etched rust and decay that is
entombed in a mausoleum of dark acrid mush and slime which foul monstrous
demonic entities cry out in their pain and torment as they endeavour to release
the chains of guilt and shame which they abhor and yet cannot release, this I
feel is happening now in April 2020.
These
demons of our past and some are still trying to take humanity back to the pit
of vileness and no shame or care about the consequences are gnashing their
fangs in a last ditch attempt to take humanity into an affront and depravity
that is their succour.
Humanity
stands now at the brink of salvation or the sinking into the doom and gloom for
generations to come.
SHACK
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