12/11/2023
Call me crazy, but...
A ghost whispered in my ear, and spoke of an acquisition of wealth by some kind of family cult, by way of my own suffering. To those I love who weaponized my sincerety to betray me against, I now understand your love as a lie.
I've only recently become aware of the existence of the F**KERY. I've fought the backlash of whatever depraved distortion this cloaked online community has generated to come against me, and I've done so alone. Preliminary trials left me in multiple states of total destitution, despair, and confusion. Indeed, my existence has been shaped in totality by heartbreak and loss.
The ghost whispers, too, of an individual with whom I shared my childhood, performing a sort of plagiarism regarding my perhaps likeness and identity. She's been stealing my "work" somehow, so to speak, and profiting significantly from this while I withstand attack after attack after attack after attack against my stability, welfare, and altogether survival. Present also is a stubborn, simultaneous gaslighting by a community very much aware- and in most cases, contributing to (and likely benefiting from)- the circumstances.
And yet, this effort to destroy me has only strengthened and sharpened my otherworldly senses. The deluding, persecution, and subsequent isolation forced me to draw sustenance from an interior well that became, also, my compass. Here, I learned that silence has a language, speaking to the finely-tuned inner ear on delicate waves of frequency. I learned to discern the truth through alignment and the absence of doubt. Perhaps most importantly, I learned that the strength I carry does not belong to me, as I myself am carried by a host of energetic support. Archangels have shared in my grief, bringing assurance that the burden of my pain would not be without great reward. Now, what began as a trickle is a raging, intuitive force hosting powerful undercurrents capable of subjugating even the most clandestine of ulterior motives. And to those who seek to come against my life and purpose, I am also, apparently, immortal.
Isaiah 54:17 "No weapon that is fashioned against you shall prosper, and you shall confute every tongue that rises against you in judgment. This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord and their vindication from me, says the Lord."
Psalm 105:15 "Touch not my anointed ones, and do my prophets no harm."
