Induce us to feel shame and you’ve undone us. And so the dark tries to make us feel guilt-ridden for such things as listening to ghosts and little green men.
Those ploys have cut us off from two of our strongest allies. Channeled sources like Matthew Ward, Saul, many of the ascended masters, and angels and archangels are in fact spirits, ghosts.
They live in non-physical dimensions, which is one of the reasons why they’re able to tell us that the snowstorms of January were HAARP-engineered or that the CIA black-ops unit was behind the Mumbai attacks.
We cannot find out information like that on our own. These are deep-black projects. You can be killed for knowing too much or spilling the beans about them.
Or channeled sources like SaLuSa, Hatonn, and the Arcturian Group … well, they are little green men, right? You don’t really believe in little green men, do you? But who else can tell us that nuclear arms no longer work on the planet when the cabal is saying get ready for World War III or that the banksters’ empire is being brought down to be replaced by a worldwide abundance program?
Shame us into rejecting our sources and you cut off our greatest informational tool, bar none.
When asked if we really believe in ghosts and aliens, we stare at our disappearing future and see a life lived as an outcaste, an untouchable. More often than not, we draw back from the abyss and stay in line.
I am an outcaste.
I am a shameless nightingale.
I am a believer in ghosts and little green men. Where is my mug shot?
This man believes in ghosts. He considers extraterrestrials real. He believes in reincarnation. He’s a New Ager, a conspiracy theorist, a nut. He’s a flake, a psychoceramic, a maniac, and anyone who associates with him is also a flake. This man is to be avoided. If you believe anything he says, you have no discernment. Report his whereabouts to the nearest police station.
If they don’t get us on grounds like these, they’ll dig deeper. Try a honey trap as with Julian Assange. Drain our bank accounts. Hack our websites. Spread the rumor that we do…. what?
We lightworkers are gullible, are we not? Say something loud enough and long enough and we’ll take up the refrain. We have only to look at President Obama to see how successful the dark has been pursuing this strategy.
This is the strategy of stigmatizing.
So, if you want to stop the cabal, kiss your pride goodbye. Kiss goodbye to life as an insider. Kiss goodbye to all your dreams of security and safety.
If we’re going to stop the dark, we can’t be sucked into their reality. We have to suck them into ours. Ghosts and little green men are part of our reality and they are here to stay.
The Old Paradigm is dead. Long live the New Paradigm.
Part of the New Paradigm is the truth, spoken, as my Teacher told me yesterday (oh, he’s a ghost, by the way), courageously and fearlessly. Those words have rattled round in my head all day today. When I considered how I’d talk about HAARP to a wider audience without naming Matthew Ward as my source, my Teacher’s words rang out: “Be courageous. Be fearless.” When I thought of angry people saying to me, “You started this World Freedom Day and you won’t organize it? What kind of irresponsible showboater are you?” his words came back: “Be courageous. Be fearless.”
9/11 was an inside job. The British government is itself behind the London bombings. The neocons used 9/11 as a pretext to invade Afghanistan and Iraq. That’s the truth.
FEMA camps exist to hold the dissidents in the population when the New World Order succeeds in declaring martial law (they won’t succeed). Rogue elements of the state would like, and have tried, to nuclear-bomb Iran. The CIA runs the international drug trade. Nazis run the CIA. More and more truth (as far as I’m aware).
It’s OK that you not take on the cabal. Not everyone needs to. It’s perfectly fine that you anchor the Light or do anything else you wish in the run-up to the New Age.
But if you intend to stop the cabal, kiss goodbye to life as you knew it. Find the courage, find the fearlessness to stand up to them. The peaceful warrior gives up whatever stands in the way of his facing the dark. There is no room for fear where we’re going. There is ample room for gentleness, compassion, kindness, peacefulness, and flexibility, but zero room for fear.
You know where you can find me. I ain’t going nowhere. Just come and get me. Nothing you can do will stop me.
The Shameless Nightingale.