The Banquet of Truth

November 3, 2024

I desire only to know the truth…and to the maximum of power, I exhort all other men to do the same. ~ Plato

Yesterday’s melancholy could not overwhelm today’s brilliant sunshine and sparkling energy. I’ve given up the notion of rising above the effects of outside forces. I am inescapably influenced by what I perceive and what I experience of the world around me.

Apparently the sense of dread that comes and goes like sinister ocean waves is an increasingly common phenomenon. Also, as detailed in a recent podcast by Janine Morigeau (Tarot by Janine) and Jean-Claude of Beyond Mystic, people are feeling under attack by unfriendly energies. Even Tucker Carlson has an attacked-in-the-night-by-a-demon story he shared with Alex Jones (and for which he was mercilessly mocked by mainstream media…).

On my walk the other day beside the shady creekbed, a small hawk arrowed straight across the path before me, then disappeared into the trees. The message I received was: you are protected. I choose to believe that is so, now and always. 

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Clif High, with his predictive “data sets,” Janine, Jean-Claude, and many other commentators and channels, continue to advise that this November 5 election won’t exactly be “over” on November 5. By all accounts, we’re in for a rocky ride for weeks (if not months), well into the new year and past the scheduled January inauguration. 

Nonetheless, I do believe that before long, decency will be ascendant in our world. I believe we’re past the beginning of the end for the dark controllers; while not toothless, at least their weapons have been somewhat blunted during this time of their ending. 

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It does feel like a roller coaster – mood-wise, world-wise, reality-wise. Adding to the bumpy feeling is today’s time change back to standard time (which arbitrary and unnecessary shift I had sincerely hoped would be banished by now). 

I’m not sure what the current purpose of the twice-yearly one-hour shift of our clock-time reality is. My fuzzy recollection is that it was instituted as a way to “give farmers more time to bring in crops” back in the early twentieth century. Or maybe it was related to World War I…

Whatever we’ve been told about it is probably untrue. Like many other realities we have accepted because there’s really no way to reject them, the truth about that time-dimensional-jolt will no doubt be unveiled in due course.

Of the many things I happily anticipate occurring in short order, revelation of many truths is at the very top. Without a foundation of honest reality, we remain unmoored, forever believing complete balderdash about who humans are, why we’re here, and the nature of literally everything we ever encounter. 

Truth is a banquet, and I look forward to feasting upon it for the rest of my life.

Jean-Claude of Beyond Mystic with Tarot by Janine, “Under Attack,” 11/2/24: https://rumble.com/v5lhtpe-under-attack-special-report-with-janine-and-jean-claude.html?e9s=src_v1_ucp