Some of you have written and said you miss the Update.
I personally have found that, without doing at least a lighter version of it, I lose touch with what’s happening in the world.
And now that I’ve gone through the afterglow and snapback from my character-armor experience, I need something to anchor myself in the world while not running myself into the ground.
I’m trying to find a manageable workload. I’d say 60% of my energy has returned.
Moreover, whereas I’m usually a hard-charger, the complexity of the situation is such that trying to cover the waterfront is well beyond me.
So just major stories or particularly-illuminating ones, if you’d allow me, until the expected EBS (emergency broadcasts).
And then perhaps allow me to write articles as they come to me (or not), arising out of this lighter eye on ground-level events. Or perhaps allow me to comment here, in the update.
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All major events are said to be under white-hat control, as the deep state is pried from each position of economic or social control, in concert with galactic federations above, who follow the Divine Plan for Ascension.
This is the Time of Separation, of Bifurcation, of the threshing of the wheat, in which the evildoers get to exit stage right and those intent on building Nova Earth, a world that will work for everyone, march on. (1)
I’ve just been impressed with the thought that my overall mission in my writing may turn out to be to insert clarity where there was overall confusion. I’m not looking for fame or fortune from this; simply to serve the Mother.
Footnotes
(1) Our world after Ascension will work for everyone because of the love we’ll thereafter be immersed in (which I’ve experienced). Not a harmful thought would arise in our minds.
(https://tinyurl.com/46bu3ysk)
There’s some puffery here, but also some useful information.
I believe this video explains the issue quite clear. It provides good context to the situation. pic.twitter.com/XfqY3aqcnQ
— theblessedFelix (@theblessedfelix) April 27, 2026
The video is going viral as people start to realize why JD Vance was escorted away before President Trump pic.twitter.com/YW4Ryk0MI0
— HustleBitch (@HustleBitch_) April 26, 2026
… Show more: Stop with the click/bait shzt.
(https://tinyurl.com/3dxkxfy4)
The President almost just got assassinated and members of the media are using the opportunity to steal bottles of wine.
@SecWarPeteHegseth
I knew JFK survived, but I was under the impression he passed away a couple of years ago. But maybe not!
(https://t.me/MartialLawAlerts/97)
(https://tinyurl.com/5y844krw)
Kerry Cassidy looks at Unacknowledged Special Access Programs (USAP), targeted extractions and where the eleven missing free-energy scientists might have gone.
Whoa, what an eye opener!!!! Thanks to Sitara!
Laurin Green reen Fit
Facebook, April 26, 2026
https://www.facebook.com/reel/819989777824244
The Power of the Pen
By email, April 26, 2026. Thanks to Kathleen.
The richest man in the history of the world built an empire he thought no one could touch — until a quiet woman with a notebook walked into the New York Public Library.
Her name was Ida Minerva Tarbell, and at fourteen years old she watched her father come home broken.
It was 1872. The Tarbells lived in the oil country of western Pennsylvania, where her father, Franklin, had built a small but honest business refining crude. Then a young man named John D. Rockefeller, only 32 years old, struck a secret deal with the railroads. Overnight, every independent oil producer in the region was given an impossible choice: sell to Rockefeller’s new Standard Oil Company — or be crushed.
Most sold. A few resisted. Ida’s father was one of the resisters. He survived, but barely. Their dinner table grew quiet. Their neighbors lost their homes. One man, a friend of her father’s, took his own life.
She never forgot.
Twenty-five years later, Ida Tarbell — now one of the few female journalists in America, writing in Paris and New York — quietly began researching the largest, most secretive corporation on Earth.
By then, Standard Oil controlled nearly 90% of the oil refined in the United States. Rockefeller was the wealthiest human being who had ever lived. His companies operated behind closed doors, his lawyers were untouchable, and his hand reached into nearly every government office in America.
Almost no one believed a single journalist could expose him — let alone a woman.
Ida didn’t argue. She simply got to work.
For nearly five years, she did something Rockefeller never expected. She read. She read court testimony. She read state and federal hearings. She read shipping records. She took quiet trains to oil towns and listened to old men cry over what Standard Oil had done to them.
When she went looking for a critical Congressional report on Standard Oil, she discovered something astonishing: someone had bought up nearly every copy in the country.
Almost.
Buried deep in the stacks of the New York Public Library, she found the one they’d missed.
In November 1902, the first installment of her now-legendary series, “The History of the Standard Oil Company,” appeared in McClure’s Magazine. Then another. Then another. For 19 months, month after month, the truth poured out — secret rebates, crushed competitors, bribed officials, manipulated railroads, families ruined.
The country was electrified.
McClure’s circulation doubled. Newspapers debated her findings. Politicians called for action. Even Mark Twain helped her get a private interview with Standard Oil’s number-three man, who turned pale on the spot when she revealed the documents she had.
Rockefeller, the man who had spent his life keeping silent, told his executives: “Not a word. Not a word about that misguided woman.”
He privately called her “Miss Tarbarrel.”
But the damage was done. Public outrage built into a tidal wave. In 1911, the U.S. Supreme Court ruled that Standard Oil had violated antitrust law and ordered it broken into 34 separate companies — the ancestors of today’s Exxon, Mobil, Chevron, and Amoco.
The richest empire in human history had been split open by one woman with a fountain pen.
Ida Tarbell never sought wealth or fame. She wrote for the rest of her life — biographies, essays, memoirs — until her death in 1944.
She left behind a single sentence that still haunts every boardroom in the world:
“As for the ethical side, there is no cure but in an unceasing scorn of unfair play — an increasing sense that a thing won by breaking the rules of the game is not worth the winning.”
A girl who once watched her father lose everything to a giant. A woman who, decades later, made that giant tremble.
Sometimes the most dangerous thing in the world isn’t power. It’s a quiet person who will not look away.