As an ordinary citizen trying to make sense of things, I can only know what I know.
“Do you know Simon?”
“No, I’ve never met Simon so, no, I don’t know him.”
Speak to me of something I don’t know which isn’t present and I have a hard time imagining it. Imagine a benosaurus. A malesaurus? Nothing arises?
My hands start to shake when I write what I’m about to write next: What I saw the last night at Xenia Retreat Center, Sept. 17, 2018, from which I needed to be jackhammered by a spiritual experience the next day (Sept. 18, you know the story), (1) is something I never suspected was happening on Earth in my worst nightmares.
I did not know about it. Prior to my viewing that night, such scenes were not in my memory bank – nowhere in the domain of my previous experience or in the realm of future human possibilities.
And now they are.
It would in all likelihood secondarily traumatize you if I described what I saw. (2)
You don’t know it. You don’t know about it. And you don’t know you don’t know.
And, except if the fate of world civilization depended on you knowing about it, you probably would never find out.
I’m still having a difficult time accepting that some people on Earth do these things.
My body is shaking. My hands are trembling.
And this was the Illuminati revelling. Or, to be more specific, Hillary Clinton and Huma Abedin, Anthony Wiener’s “Life Insurance,” as they did unspeakable deeds.
The depths of depravity these videos and photographs speak to had New York policemen vomiting. And still these documents are not, as far as I know, before a judge.
Stop the world. I want to get off.
Can you imagine what the ordinary citizen is going to face soon in the Ten Days of Disclosure? And they don’t know as much as we lightworkers do. They haven’t had years to grieve for society and themselves.
For the ordinary citizen, I think it will be ten days of paradigm-exploding videos, shattering revelations, deeply-shocking truths. Their most treasured beliefs going up in smoke.
Ten days of our world coming crashing down in flames. Ten days of taking as much as we can possibly take without screaming and going mad (to escape).
This is the truth we truth-seekers have been seeking. Do we know what we’ve asked for? (3)
My hands are shaking. My legs are shaking, as I remember what I saw that night.
In Alegria, the circus hero had to climb a mountain and cross a river before he could marry the ringmaster’s daughter.
We may have to climb a mountain of sorrow and cross a river of tears before we reach the Promised Land.
And not just the normal joe. Us lightworkers too. Before this 2018 venture into the rabbit hole, I knew nothing of what I came to see. Now I can’t even think of it without bursting into tears as I write….
(1) In the early descriptions of the Sight of the Self, the spiritual experience (Sept. 18) that jackhammered me out of my despair and dismay, I don’t even mention what I watched the night before (Sept. 17). I couldn’t bring myself to discuss it.
See for instance: “Original Innocence,” September 21, 2018 at https://goldenageofgaia.com/2018/09/21/original-innocence-2/ where no mention appears.
It wasn’t till much later that I was even able to identify what I’d seen.
See, for instance, “The Higher Management of Our Enlightenment Experiences – Part 2/2,”
I sincerely doubt that what I saw will be part of the Ten Days of Disclosure.
Please don’t talk to me about what’s in good taste and what’s not. Things are way far past that. This behavior has to stop worldwide – and without us becoming barbarians ourselves.
(2) On this subject, see “Secondary Traumatization,”
(3) Most societies try to soften the blow by using the device of “honest witnesses to the truth” to manage the situation. (See “Every Society Needs Honest Witnesses to the Truth,” January 5, 2021, at https://goldenageofgaia.com/2021/01/05/every-society-needs-honest-witnesses-to-the-truth/.)