The 20th Century is Dead: ode to yesteryear

Ding dong! The witch is dead!

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Ya know the moment when the dust finally settles, & you can clearly see the destruction of what blew up, got demolished or wrecked? Well, it’s 21 years past the turn of the century & the dust is just beginning to settle. It’s quite nice. Finally, things are beginning to make sense. We have been removed long enough from the past to see why things happened the way they did. Collectively, we are far enough away from the old toxic relationships to all the man-made outdated programs, to not be smothered by them any longer. It’s a refreshing standpoint, I must say, like standing on a mountaintop over a city. And, even though we are still essentially trying to figure things out as a human nation of scrambling souls, we are not blind, deaf & dumb nearly as much as before. That said, welcome to the vitreous glow of this book. It is indeed what the aftermath of the 20th century looks like: God’s 21st Century, when, the human race gets its wings & the soul rises to power. Good to have you here. Settle in, this will be fun!

So friends, it is indeed NOT 1992, the year I graduated from high school. Thank God. Willie Clinton’s not copping a blowjob in the West Wing, “The Teflon Don” isn’t your Sunday morning read, & the L.A. riots aren’t burning down the West Coast like they are the Taliban. Silicone breast implants aren’t exploding all over the place, there’s not an ashtray around every corner on every table & there sure as shit is no more of that blasted noisy uncivilized graffiti all over every single building, bus, train, truck, bench & tunnel. The calculated sex & dark violence of “Basic Instinct” & “Reservoir Dogs” are not #1 in theaters & we are not stuck in Vaseline like in some Stone Temple Pilots song. It is circa 2021, the TWENTY FIRST century & life here on this planet is pretty advanced past all those old school personality disorders. You know, the infamous mentality wherefore the collective idolized gangsters, big screen draconian dramas & idiots who smoked hash, banged on guitars & rocked the nod til there was no tomorrow… literally. R.I.P. Scott Weiland, better luck next time, dude.

Back in the day, we had bands by the name of Jane’s Addiction for god sake, which by the way, was one of my very first CDs with a parent advisory sticker. It was nothing compared to the explicit nature of the NWA albums, but, it was risky enough for me as a 14 year old. The song: “Been Caught Stealing” off their second album, turned out to be my anthem in the years to come which not only reflected me, but millions of other GenX casualties from the 90s well into after 911 hit in ‘01.

We came from a place of instability, unrest, irritability, reacting not responding, anger, violence, distain for the system & our fellow man. Bands like “Rage Against the Machine” & songs like “Fuck the Police” were just a symptom of a struggling society drowning in their own vomit of self-loathing, dying principles & expiring programs. We couldn’t seem to let go without a fight. We were holding on to all that our parents built with this really twisted reluctance. We rebelled but also it felt familiar & like we had nowhere else to go, so we found ourselves stranded in the dysfunction. Yip, I guess you could say, we were indeed flies stuck in Vaseline.

That’s where things like cults came in, & groups with charismatic leaders that seemingly provided a way out. That’s when the alternative ways of life like compounds dawned who promised some sort of relief from the status quo. Organized cult-like phenomena promised freedom, love & in extreme cases some brand of “eternal life” by means of mass suicide or murder or incest or polygamy or whatnot.

Goes to show how desperate people were back then, to escape the reality that had been long miscreated by modern man’s wily antics. The status quo essentially dictated our rights & freedoms, many times under the guise of just the opposite. Ain’t that a bitch. No wonder why we were all so pissed off. Cults, strict religious orders & compounds appeared attractive to those of us who were just not believing the hype of a society brainwashing its people to believe all kinds of lies.

What do you think the “Dead Head” movement was? They were like a giant swarm of a cult led by Jerry Garcia who gave them an off-grid alternative to nut job slave society. Following the Grateful Dead at the time, was an opportunity to follow something different, more meaningful, chock full of friendship & connection, art, music & creativity, highs, trips, imaginative endeavors, peaceful journeys to higher places that did not have a nine to five death sentence.

Heck, punk rockers, head bangers, Wiccans, Satanists, occultists, Hari Krishnas, the Amish, Scientologists, Freemasons, Mennonites, Born Again Christians, as different as they may have each been from one another, they all were in it for the same reasons. Each “cult” in their own way was just merely a collective attempt or movement to disconnect & separate from a controlled sheeple mentality that no one resonated with.

From commercialism to cookie cutter cul-de-sacs, the American dream was being sold to us in a nice little neat package that required only one thing: our soul. Dead Heads weren’t having it, & neither were those of us who saw right through it. Church on Sunday may have been touted to the general public via religion as a way to mask that fact, but that didn’t change the deal. The deal with the devil we all made the minute we agreed to reincarnate back to this earth as a citizen in 20th century America.

The “Roaring Twenties” might be fondly doted upon as some golden age wherefore society was lit up with life… but in reality, society was paving the road to a future generation’s death, which would incidentally be our parents & then ours. Brothels, speakeasies, high octane hooch, & fashionable cigarettes, wound up killing everybody & essentially sticking their kin with the bill: shitty karmic debt to pay off.

Smoke, sex, & booze, was coined long ago, the fitting reward for a job well done, or sacrifices made. Smoke, sex, & booze, has always been the appropriate celebration for a triumph, or the suitable escape from the mundane or the malevolent. But in truth, it is a hypnotic tactic. It is & always was the smoke & mirrors Big Government uses to hide their mind controlling dictatorship disguised as democracy

The government run Military Industrial Complex fortifies war, war, & more war to benefit the greed machine at the cost of innocent lives. Domestic & abroad as a nation & world we have been fighting for rights, freedom, survival & respect long past the days when battles actually accomplished something, like gaining land or establishing territory.

Well into the 20th century the American people were still fighting wars & shouldering the burden of its heavy inescapable consequences. My father & grandfather were reared by government to be patriots under false pretenses. And meanwhile, families were being scammed to support American Democracy & the so-called free enterprise of an American Dream that was never going to serve us in the first place.

Propaganda, & the false advertising of meat, sugar, soda, constant having & consuming to be bigger, better, & more so to keep up with Joneses, made us blind. It distracted us from what we really should have been focused on: self-preservation, the Earth & her inhabitants, nature, health & wellness upon every level. Instead, we became just numbered dollar signs in a system that was scamming us to be & have & do more & more & more. We grew into a populous of mere consumers who were told to work hard, pay taxes & spend money. After all, that is what a good upright citizen does. 

We became a community of people who appeared to enjoy the perks of living a free good life, when indeed this was just an illusion. However, we would not notice this until years to come when evidence of a failed system would begin to be so blatant that it could no longer be denied. People would have no choice but to wake up. But before we would, in the end, this flawed fatal program would burn us out & run us all into the ground.  It would make us all sick & die an untimely, likely painful death generation upon generation. Our families would struggle & suffer for years to come due to this dynamic & the karmic wheel would inevitably spin its balls off.

We would wind up passing these false programs & the consequences of them, down through generations through our stories, teachings, & genetic wiring. Future generations (us) would consequently need to at some point unlearn it all so we could indeed renovate our entire human infrastructure to serve not man, but our SOULS INSTEAD. Because, oops, our brainwashed ancestors just so happened to leave the soul’s best interest on the side of the road long ago. The souls of our ancestors were then strategically gobbled up by the government’s false promises of counterfeit success & pseudo freedom>>> for decades… until NOW. The buck stops here, bitchizz.

All along, the oligarchy made sure everybody stayed in business & profiteers were competing to win. The well-oiled genetically modified machine was maintaining appearances for all intents & purposes, keeping the grass cut, shoes polished, & everybody fat & happy. Fad food industries, slaughterhouses, dairy farms, Big Agri-business, hospitals, nursing homes, jails, institutions, rehabs, the funeral bizz, the grave diggers union, the casket industry, the doctors, pharmacists, therapists, drug makers, disease diagnosers, the prescribers, medical insurance agencies, life insurance agencies… IT ALL BENEFITED. Didn’t it? No one ever cared about the little guy. After all, he was just a sheep. And as long as the obedient sheep follows the set-up, the false program installed, the scam system, & drags his whole herd/family into it like a good mind-controlled robot… everything will be gravy for old Uncle Sam. And that’s all that ever mattered to the government of man.

As a result, the 20th century had been the century of war, destruction, slavery, famine, crime, violence, torture, greed, narcissism, socio & psychopathics, serial killers, physical illness, mental illness, disorders, disease,  dysfunction, depression, divorce, anger, aggression, vengeance, burn out, aging, suicide, homicide, genocide, deterioration, broken relationships, toxic relationships, separated families, abandonment, estrangement, abuse, drug, alcohol, food & porn addiction, chronic pain, suffering, struggle, survival, unfinished business, & unresolved karma. 3rd world countries were worse than ever riddled with unspeakable hellscapes. War crimes had been the epitome of humans at the height of their moral & ethical ineptitude. Rape & sexual assault was prevalent & insidious in not just crime sectors, but in the Catholic Church, boy scouts, foster homes, orphanages, schools, camps, institutions, corporate offices & all kinds of industries across the board. Racism was built into the psyche of all people. Discrimination & hate crime was brushed right under the rug. These things were accepted on a level that dominated our culture for quite some time, & my generation was riding the wave of its tipping point.

It’s so funny how all the people from back then are pretty much dead now, & the only ghost stories that are ever told are ones that contain old entities from those generations that seem to still be stuck here. If you’ll notice, most hauntings in America are dated from late 1800s to mid-1900s. Folks from these generations carry the densities of flawed human design at its finest. Ahhh, the years on planet Earth wherefore we constantly were having to repeat hard lessons over & over & over again, til blue in the face, & six feet under with no end in sight. No wonder why these ghosts are still stuck in the ether. They were stuck on the karmic wheel in life & now stuck in limbo in death. Go into the light! It’s the 21st century!

Allow me to close with this. We can put the 20th century into pretty good perspective with the following interesting reference. In the last 100 years between 1900 & 2000, & even past that… there has been a boatload of people across the world wearing a man nailed to a cross around their neck. Think about it. It’s true. For a whole century+ it was trendy. That’s a pretty twisted fashion statement if ya ask me. Not only was it trendy, but it was the norm, encouraged, even required in many cases, to prove your depth of faith or your allegiance to a higher power or organized religion.

It was a status statement to mobsters, a talisman to little old ladies & a dog whistle to anyone who may be in the “club.” On any given day, you could see any number of people wearing a crucifix at anytime. No wonder why folks were suffering. They were wearing it like a badge of honor. Thus, perpetuating this idea of pain & victimizing, violence, imprisonment, sacrifice. Jesus dying for YOUR sins, was this slogan that somehow was supposed to exonerate the general public & rebrand them into “saved” individuals who rehearsed prayers & penances on Sunday.

WWDJ? Has absolutely nothing to do with it. I can tell ya one thing Jesus would NOT do, & that is, wear a frickin’ cross around his neck with a dead corpse hanging on it like it’s supposed to be a trophy of the good life. Yea, um… that would be a big fat NO. The corpse on the cross fad is dead & so is the 20th century.

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Eat Kind TODAY

No normal person in their right mind with a moral compass & a good heart would stand by or sit by and watch an animal suffer, be tortured, killed or murdered. It is inhumane, barbaric, vulgar, disturbing, violent, aggressive, morally bankrupt, and wrong. Modern man now knows that we DO NOT need meat to survive. We DO NOT need dairy to survive, thrive & be healthy either. We thus live in a world today that is far more advanced than our ancestors. WE are far more advanced than our ancestors. There is no excuse in this day and age to stand by and blindly accept a horrific practice of murdering animals for the sake of consumption.

Cows, chickens, pigs, & even fish are all mistreated & horribly tortured like in a hellish nightmare. This has been going on for decades. It has been going on for far too long. Animals have feelings, a heart, a mind & a SOUL. We as a nation of human beings must begin to honor that & STOP abusing our power & domain over the earth & its inhabitants. The capture & imprisonment, abuse & murder of precious animals should be a crime punishable in a court of law. It is not right, moral or ethical in any way, shape or form.

We should never be party to harming ANYTHING that has a mother. Period. Humans were born with free will. To choose anything other than Ahimsa, which means “do no harm,” is an injustice. Participating in the mass murder of animals by eating a burger or a chicken Caesar salad or a milkshake a few times a week, is no longer okay. It never was, but it used to be more acceptable to be ignorant in the 1960s, & 90s & even maybe a few years ago. But, we live in a WOKE world today in the 21st century, ignorance is not bliss anymore & karmic backlash is not just a happenstance, it’s a bitch, for real. And the proof is definitely in the pudding. We have had more than enough time as a human community to learn from our mistakes & thus witness the obvious damage we have caused & created for ourselves, families & the planet.

Flashing sign: eating dead flesh that came from an animal that suffered an untimely & unnecessary death… eventually makes us suffer just like it did. Would you like me to repeat that? Adopting the biological DNA & the karmic imprint of that harmed hurt animal will eventually wreak havoc on our wellbeing. It gives us cancer, disease & all the dead things death brings. On the other hand… eating alive, vibrant fruit & veggies grown in the sunshine will give us EXACTLY THAT: light & love, optimal health & wellness. It’s not rocket science.

When is it ever okay to eat the flesh of a living breathing being for the sake of greedy consumption or pleasure?? We are not monsters or alien creatures or wild animals with meat needs. This awful practice of eating animals is dumb, uneducated, hurtful, harmful, ignorant, unkind, cruel & Draconian. Just because left brained society has glorified meat & dairy as if it’s a necessity & a luxury & the mark of a well heeled citizen… DOES NOT make it TRUTH. Just because egoic mentalities JUSTIFIED eating meat & dairy all these years with misinformation & false promises of health & strength, does not make it right or true or worthy of any kind of even the slightest bit of value. IT’S A LIE built by the greed machine to sell product. That’s it.

Do not waste one more single solitary second feeding into surfacy pomp & propaganda. Do not wait one more day to spare a life. Cut down (or quit) on your meat & dairy intake today. Mother nature will thank you. Your body will thank you. Your auric field & soul will thank you. The Animal Kingdom will be honored you chose LOVE instead of a selfish, greedy need to satisfy some counterfeit urge, desire, taste or craving.

Meat & dairy alternatives are EVERYWHERE. There is absolutely positively no need to have to consume meat or dairy ever again for the rest of your life, if you choose that right this minute. It’s the 21st century. We live in an amazing evolved society who is far superior & more technologically advanced than any in recorded history. No human needs meat or dairy to survive, thrive, be happy, strong, fit, active & alive to the fullest. Who ever baked that lie into our collective consciousness all those years ago was a CON ARTIST.

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SOUL: the cosmic traveler

It’s no secret, we are SOULS in suits. We are only here in this particular body for a stint of a lifetime & then we recycle back into our light body form & transition over into our next mission which could very well be, yet another lifetime here. We are thus, masters of this recycling process, & have been through the systematic transferring of states over & over again, for centuries. In truth, we are cosmic travelers who embody different vehicles at different times for different reasons. Just as water can take on the form of a solid, liquid, or gas… so can our soul thus take on many forms as warranted, just the same.

Our souls are adaptable cosmic chameleons that indeed are the very essence of who we are on a most fundamental level. There is no disputing it. Matter cannot be created or destroyed, just as the soul cannot be disproven to not be a human’s actual true identity. In the past, certain religious beliefs may have regarded reincarnation as a superstitious theory… but, we now know, with certainty, how outdated that is. The soul is a cosmic traveler that is a vast entity of light, love & eternal knowingness that is a collection of data & energetic codes. The light body, or soul, is who we actually are. It is the “thing” that we must have allegiance to FIRST. And, the quote from Jesus Christ master of 5D: “Seek ye first the kingdom of God, & all else will be added to you,” MEANS THIS.

It’s no longer just a speculative topic that we mull over at the dinner table or casually chat about on a Wednesday afternoon or marvel at upon our Sunday service or church sermon. It is our DUTY as a soul in a human suit, to honor the “motherland,” the soul self. Why? Well, because it is the ONE thing that needs to run well, like a gassed up truck with shiny new tires & a fresh oil change ready for the open road. It is the ONE thing that must be wired right, for us to have a thriving bountiful beautiful life here. Our very existence depends on the condition of our light body, our soul self. If we do not tend to the very vessel of our BEING, & it begins to become a half lit Christmas tree of sorts… we will begin also, to be shit out of luck, as they say.

If the flesh & blood body vehicle is our temple, then the liquid light body of our soul is where the temple plugs in its hardware. If the lights go out in the temple… it’s cause the connection to the source of its energetic alignment is crimped. It’s very simple. Serve soul first, & all else will fall into place accordingly, no matter what. It is Universal law that is, again, NOT up for debate. Law is law. God’s law is NOT man’s law. Man’s law is flawed & can be disputed, but God’s… not so much. And, God’s law or Universal law states: the soul, (light body, auric field, & chakra system) is the MOST important garden to cultivate & properly maintain.

Because we have thus followed an opposite formula for decades & centuries of gardening the outer verses the inner of us instead, there have been consequences. Ya think? Here is your visible evidence that proves what NOT serving soul FIRST looks like: sin, sickness, aging, deterioration, suffering, pain, & death. If we were a collective civilization & species that would have served soul FIRST instead, all these years… we would find ourselves in much better shape today. We would find ourselves typically not aging, acquiring sickness, illness, or disease. Deterioration, suffering, pain, loss, regret, guilt, poverty, struggle, strife… all these things are merely the MISCREATIONS of a left brained human society out of balance.

The left brain dominated unabridged ego mind is the culprit here. It’s cunning twisted charm has been an erratic loose cannon with a dark & stormy agenda for centuries. Like a pack of Wild West insubordinate outlaws rippin’, runnin’, robbin’ banks & holding humanity hostage, we have had to stand by & allow it to play out, essentially. That is… UNTIL NOW. For a plethora of agonizing generations human DNA had been held captive by this long lineage of distorted false programs & beliefs. This has made us into a culture of casualties & survivors, & thus a bunch of wounded souls at the end of the day, that keep repeating the same karmic lessons lifetime after lifetime, incarnation after bloody incarnation of challenging tests. Well, I am here to tell ya… games over, wily guy. Bad boys don’t excite us anymore. Healed ones do.

The genetic codes & wiring of old school paradigms of miscreated states of consciousness that thus produced & manifested adverse circumstances & experiences… are no longer valid. We are now approaching the Golden Age of Humanity circa 21st century, & what we are calling “New Earth” is at hand. This means that the expired codes & old wiring are now presently being transmuted into light by droves of light workers, Angels, guides, & guardians of us & our planet. Ultra terrestrials & benevolent beings of light upon all levels are NOW finally assisting this very long awaited SHIFT. It’s happening whether you believe it or not. It just IS. I am here to share this TRUTH. Voilà.

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Honoring Gay Pride

In light of the recent media frenzy over the lovely, easy on the eyes former Bachelor, Colton Underwood, I would like to also say a few words. We all know, in recent days, the former Bachelor has come out. He is gay, & has known since 6, & the poor kid had to live his whole life thus far in the closet. Being in the closet for any reason, sucks. Members of the LGBTQ community know all about that, all too well. It’s never a kosher way to live, hiding your truth with a muzzle on your voice. Suicide seems like the only way out at times, having to be all under wraps about your “shameful” disposition. Living in fear it might disrupt someone’s perfect ideal, or tarnish some moral code, law or standard, is no way to live. What a shame, what a sham, what a shitshow… sectors of our society have thus fabricated.

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Colton mentioned football, he mentioned God, he mentioned religion, namely the Catholic Church. Colton was born the year I graduated from high school, 1992. He is a Millennial/Gen Z cusp generation. He is part & parcel of one of our freshest breeds of human. Which means that the back story behind his recent reveal assuredly confirms that indeed… the status quo or “powers that be” are STILL embedding corrupt files & lies into the collective consciousness of our young minds. It’s very disheartening, unacceptable & potentially dangerous. This means that curriculum, textbooks, classes, masses, coaches & teachers are STILL implementing strict, unwavering, backwards/backwoods dogmas into the the plushy psyche of our future leaders. Wow. Is what I have to say to that.

In extreme cases, this is how monsters are born, mass shooters, serial killers, sex offenders. More commonly, this is how we grow a whole crop of messy adults with issues, walls, diagnosis’ & an inability to love themselves, keep careers or maintain healthy relationships. The infrastructure of the “system’s” core beliefs MUST BE REVISED to begin to more accurately reflect THE TRUTH. Keep reading to find out what that truth IS.

I attended Catholic school for 12 years, from 1980-1992. I know all about the patriarchal scare tactics. That’s why I sought out Bob Marley to teach me how to get free from false misinterpretations of God. But, many didn’t have that luxury. And the Catholic Church not only screwed them up, but in many cases, unfortunately, actually screwed them in the worst way. No pun intended. They assaulted them to the most harmful degree in what we all now know as the Catholic priest child molestation scandals. That said, I talk about this subject matter quite poignantly in all my books. But, most recently I highlighted this exact topic. And so, I wanted to quote an excerpt from my newest book “The Age of Aquarius a practical guide to bringing 5D alive,” because now more than ever, it needs to be said.

“Jesus was a pretty popular dude back in the day. Most folks still rely on him to get them through tough times & to find some necessary redemption for their supposed lost souls or sinner selves. If I may interject here, on behalf of countless citizens from the 20th century, this Christian belief system is a trigger for many people. Ya think? But thankfully I can deliver some good news: no longer does human kind need to buy into a “sinner self archetype. This archetype is very outdated. The Catholic Church believing that gay marriage is wrong is outdated just the same. Talk about judgement. Wouldn’t it seem correct to assert that Catholic priests have been engaged in homosexual behavior over decades anyway? Mmm hmm.

—Plucked from Chapter 2 of The Age of Aquarius book

Now more than ever has the human society come to an impasse where we really need to rethink the kind of rhetoric we are teaching our youth. The notion that God is some big elite man in the sky pulling strings who we must please, worship, suck up to, & be on best behavior for or else he will break out the naughty & nice list, is a distorted man made idea. A god that keeps tabs on us like a ruler or warden of sorts… is a narrative that was contrived by whisper down the lane misinformation. This false idea that we must behave like good little children as if we are grovelling at the foot of some righteous dictator that we are so less than, & so inferior to… gives developing minds a distorted version of what God really is. That said, statements like “God doesn’t like gays,” or “gay is a sin,” are not only ridiculous, but discriminatory, damaging & the furthest from what Jesus would EVER even THINK of saying. What a joke. WWJ REALLY DO? Let’s see…

Jesus would be the LEADER of the Pride Parade sitting on a rainbow float full of Drag Queens.

Furthermore, Jesus Christ: Master of 5D would never go around telling people that they are sinners who are doomed to damnation unless they redeem themselves by behaving as if God is a big separate deity in the sky. This is WRONG, it is a LIE, & no religion should be teaching this corrupt concept of God to children anymore or ever again. Period. This false man in the sky patriarchal God that condemns, judges, rules, dictates, punishes & dominates with an iron fist is not the God that is REAL. My books teach this BTW, in FULL clarity. Get your copies today, what are ya waiting for? Scroll to the bottom of this page for links! (go ahead & finish this article first though, lol)

God, is a living god, that resides in each & every one of us. God is man, man is God, & if it is the last god-damn thing I do on this Earth, it is gonna be helping the human community understand that. We MUST as a human nation of beings come undone from old outdated programs & paradigms that state that God is a big judge in the sky who zaps people’s indignities with a lightsaber. We are not a race of beings who should be conditioned to believe that we are anything less than perfect, amazing, unconditionally loving Gods ourselves. WE ARE GOD. We are one with Divine countenance.

Grace is our BIRTHRIGHT, not our salvation.

Read THAT again, twice.

Here’s a little affirmation to LOCK THAT IN for ya. Recited by the greats, this version is from none other than the OG of New Earth, Patricia Cota Robles (

“I AM my I AM Presence and I AM One with the I AM Presence of ALL Humanity. As
One Voice, One Breath, One Heartbeat, and One Energy, Vibration, and
Consciousness of Pure Divine Love, we invoke the most intensified frequencies of the
NEW 5th-Dimensional Crystalline Solar Violet Flame of God’s Infinite Perfection that
Cosmic Law will allow.”

In case you are unclear, the “I AM Presence” is GOD. Divine union of God & man is within our jurisdiction & so we have the RIGHT & also>>> RESPONSIBILITY, to wake up each & every day & CHOOSE it. Being separate from God, is just a false storyline the left brained rational 3D limited time/space constructed ego mind likes to spin. Separation from our Divine Identity is just an illusion. It’s not true. We have just been conditioned over centuries of generations. It has even so far as been deeply embedded into our DNA at the most cellular level, & that is why we THINK it’s true. But, it’s NOT.

God is man, man is God.

If an Ancient Atlantean or Lemurian could be a fly on the wall of today… they would be in shock at how we have conditioned each other to fashion this belittled small existence for ourselves… when in fact, we are capable of so much more. They would be taken aback, honestly, by all the misfortune we incur due to this flawed belief system we’ve imposed on ourselves. The human species must begin to have the kind of faith that moves mountains, so that indeed we are able to embody the updated brand of human: Homo Luminous & enter into the “Promised Land” most of us are calling “New Earth.” Our collective belief systems are the cornerstones of this transformation. It begins with teaching our youth the TRUTH.

The ONLY way to implement such a magnanimous virtue, as moving mountain faith… is to begin teaching our children & each other that BEING GOD is well within our rights & reach, RIGHT NOW. Not when we are good, or after we die, or when we go to church, donate something, meet a quota of good deeds, are baptized or “saved,” but RIGHT HERE NOW, as we are, flaws & all, without having to do a thing but surrender to our soul self. Remembering who we truly are, entails why our souls have come to earth in a human suit in the first place. In truth, we incarnate here to bring God to life, animate & illuminate the fruits of the God force on Earth, so we can spread joy, love, peace & harmony. We were originally intended to peacefully master the Earth & her inhabitants in a most divinely efficient manner by code of Ahimsa meaning: “do no harm.” Raping & pillaging is so caveman. We were intended to live “the good life,” but NOT at the cost of other creatures & Planet Earth’s resources.

We are not supposed to behave as if God is somewhere else while we languish in self-pity over being unworthy or forsaken. That is a FINITE, egoic FALSE perception of the way things are. When in TRUTH, they are just the opposite. The self-imposed tomb of trauma, traps, & triggers we have been choosing to rot in for lifetimes, is EXPIRING. No longer do we need to suffer & struggle here in order to learn tough karmic lessons.

Today is a new day.

The karmic rat wheel fell off the tracks & is rolling down the hill into a new horizon. Oprah Winfrey famously said in her Golden Globe speech in 2018, “A new day is on the horizon!” She wasn’t kidding. The dawning of The Age of Aquarius is at hand. And, don’t let anyone tell ya otherwise.

Reason, season, or lifetime?

“The road to relationship hell, is paved with charming people who haven’t worked on themselves yet.” —Jillian Turocki

People who love you, AKA: friends, will not insult your character. Friends shouldn’t be tone-deaf to each other’s plight, passions, projects, or purposes. People who love you don’t secretly compete with you, control, belittle or bully you, or only keep you around to satisfy their own diluted sense of self.

People who love you should know you enough to not make “accidental” slights or indirect insinuations, secret or vocal assumptions, judgments, or unconstructive criticisms. People who do any of that, have trouble loving themselves & so the easiest way to dull the pain is by “cutting…” those closest to them. BEWARE.

That said, there are people who are simply gone from my life in all the ways. Any lingering long-distance relationships I may still have, are all on their last leg too. Friendships must be nourished to stay alive just like anything else in this 3D time & space reality we have been accustomed to calling “life,” for quite some time.

I am pleased to report, that after many lifetimes here, experiences galore & the karmic quilt of wisdom & enlightenment I have woven & managed to carry through even the darkest moments, some things actually ARE predictable. The 3D reality is much like a police scanner. If you pay attention to the landscape, you will know exactly how to respond. Some things are just always gonna be math & science, logic & factual type evidence.

Here’s one: If no QUALITY TIME is spent on a project, or invested in the dream or venture, all prospects will wind up dead in the water. Floating… like a lifeless flower plucked & stuck on a river rock just withering in the sunlight instead of growing in it. Here’s another one: in order for relationships to thrive, grow, be beneficial & wielding something that blesses the world, the neighborhood, community, or a family… that relationship must serve both parties equally.

In the realm of relationships, there must be a mutual understanding, where needs are met, & reciprocal conversations take place. And if any disagreements should arise, the relationship should rightfully have the where with all to diplomatically hear both sides, air grievances without vitriol & be willing to understand why the other party feels disrespected. If two people, friends, lovers, family members, can not agree by default to be proactive in each other’s life on a regular basis, then that is not a friendship or relationship. It is a mere floating flower about to sink at any time.

That said, I have so many floating flowers around me at this juncture. I actually feel like I am naked in a dark, murky lagoon. Barely keeping my balance on slimy rocks, I feel like I’m being baptized by the rushing river rapids while all the once pretty, now wilting flowers gather in lily pad formation around me for one final feeding. Thus I say my last words to them before the salamanders skip across them & the hot morning sun burns them off into the deep.

My last words: hope you find what you are looking for. Life is indeed what you make it. The joy is actually in the journey. The quality of a friendship depends on BOTH parties. I got news for ya: participation is a requirement in order for things to grow. A random one a month, or year, only on holiday, TEXT does not suffice in the book of friendship etiquette. And… the definition of compromise… is not “your terms.” Thanks for teaching me the lessons I needed to love myself more & move forward freer & more whole.

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Turns out, most people ya meet in life are just for that very reason, to teach you how to love yourself more fully. People on your path show up for a reason, season, or lifetime. For me personally, “lifetimes” are hard to come by, especially when ya don’t even have a sibling or parent or whatnot that you can say you are ” stuck” with, lol. I’m an adult orphan in every sense of the word. And, I bet that even though social media hasn’t gotten famous off orphans, I’m sure there are a lot of us. Shout out to ya…

And finally, shout out to all the sinking flowers. May you find the school of fish you are seeking.


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All Lives Matter: here’s why

All Lives Matter: here’s why

We are all just souls incarnate, souls in suits, reincarnated. All lives equally matter. When we separate each other by color, class or gender, in the media especially, we are doing humanity a great disservice. When is the collective going to celebrate PEOPLE? Not black or white or green or blue or purple… just, PEOPLE, human beings & their accomplishments. People & the souls within them are made of the exact same material as other souls. Divisiveness is insidiously undermining our youth to compare, contrast, judge & categorize by SKIN COLOR. It is taxing, toxic & traumatizing, & doesn’t send the right message. Historic discrimination, unequal rights, slavery & sexual misconduct shouldn’t define who we are today, & should not rightfully define our behavior going forward. An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind.

ALL LIVES MATTER. Not white, not black, brown, tan, yellow, blue, red, lavender… ALL. We were all here before. 1000s of lives. Recycled thousands of times. Only to return over & over to begin again be born & die again then come back as our neighbor. So the gender, color, class, creed, nationality, you just so happen to be in this life is just an illusion. Last life you were someone else… that was most likely the polar opposite of who you are now. If you are a man… you were most likely a woman. If you are black… you were probably white, so on & so forth. We all need to take a good hard look at who we really are at our core & stop producing more racecards.

Regarding this ludacris social & political debate over gender… Ancient Lemurians from thousands of years ago were androgynous beings that existed here on Earth as a type of humanoid species. So, what difference does it make if a person in this day & age is what we are calling: “Transgender?” Who made up the fake rule that there are only TWO genders? Apparently, there are two… and a bunch of levels in-between. It goes as far back as Ancient Civilizations. Race, color, gender, religion, culture, creed does not apply when it comes to the heart, soul & mind.

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Real talk in real-time

I am an excellent writer. I have come a long hard way, to become the refined gem that I am now in my craft. But the one thing that I haven’t mastered in writing, honestly, is conveying my real-life feelings in real-time. Telling my story has always been a challenge. Even though I officially disclosed my entire life story in the middle of the one book I just published, it was the toughest part of the whole project. Emotions run high & judgment is a big factor, not to mention, other people’s business, reputations or privacy is at stake, or worse… people could potentially be hurt or incriminated. So, hence, I was quick to develop a skill of not “naming names.” Plus, if ANYTHING is unhealed from your story, it will show. And that is never… a good look.

Emotional ties tend to cloud objectivity, like when the plaintiff is a family member & you’re on the jury. The pure channel gets staticy, the waves get choppy, the call drops. Unkempt emotions will thus attempt to interfere with any sacred stream of consciousness & complicate the otherwise unimpeded providence of that certain caliber of inspired written flow a good writer has. But, I am gonna go for it anyway, despite all that, because it’s the only way I will improve that underserved area of my writing expertise. I really have nothing to lose at this point by doing so. If I based my readership range on likes & shares, it surely would appear as if no one ever reads my stuff. If & when they do, I barely get an iota of feedback, so I would never know anyway. Like I said… what to lose? Nada.

I am a kind person, I’m not trying to hurt anybody or make anyone feel bad. I have no real ill will anymore towards anyone. No need to forgive anyone for anything, when you have healed. It is what it is. But, ya know, ya can’t go around just people-pleasing all the time & hiding your true feelings just for the sake of being PC on some level you may think is appropriate. What IS appropriate… is to be true to oneself. Anything otherwise is comparable to a type of dumbing down, or it’s like being a vegan & hanging out at the “Wild Wing Cafe” cause that’s where your friends choose to go. Your first loyalty is to your own voice.

That said, I am not gonna keep pretending like it’s okay or that it is “normal,” that I literally have zero support in life, for me, my dreams, goals, plans or endeavors. I think it’s actually safe to say, I have no support system. I have zero family that cares enough in any way shape or form, as to actually take TIME out of their lives to reach out, engage with me, get to know me or have anything to really do with me, so to speak, let alone say a single word about my books or whatnot. I bet not one single person in my entire family, extended or otherwise… even knows the names of my cats. The only semblance of home I ever have or feel is when I watch my prized collection of Diane Keaton movies. I get grounded & reset every time, thank god for Hollywood.

I can only guess that most of the bridges are burnt somehow. And the ones that are not burnt, were just never even built in the first place. I have no brothers & sisters, & both of my parents were NOT family people that cared to keep connections alive. All my friendships are dead. And, every contact I have ever had has no meaning or value for me anymore. I may as well just literally delete every number in my phone, like all 100 of them. I am not a part of any family, circle, tribe, or community. People from my past, just aren’t there anymore. I don’t seem to attract anyone who “gets me” on any other level than a surfacy one, which is a far cry from anyone that even reads my stuff or pays any attention to what I believe in & stand for. Except, the one security guard guy at the local grocery store. He bought my books… but I think he just thinks that maybe, somehow if he is lucky, that will get him closer to my bed. I’m not lying. Good guy & all, but he is MARRIED. I’m through with that phase of my life where I sneak around with unavailable men. I’ve since become more virtuous these days, if you will.

I have one Christian friend who carves minutes out of her otherwise busy life for me (typically when en route), once a month, & she is really only there for me because I seemingly have no one else, & it’s the Christian thing to do. Don’t get me wrong, our friendship is mutual & genuine, but it’s a long-distance one at best & yes, she is my ONE emergency contact. So besides her & a couple of estranged texts from former associates… my ex-boyfriend’s mom, the former “monster-in-law” for lack of a better way to describe it, is the only person who has congratulated me on my books after they were published. The ex-mom-in-law actually responded to my heart-felt group email I put so much time & effort into, which is more than I can say for pretty much everyone else on that list, all 300 of them. That’s pretty nuts if ya ask me. All those emails couldn’t have all gotten lost, lol. Anyway, she is the only person who I know actually read all my books, likes them & leaves good reviews. To be honest… for an ex-mother-in-law from 6 years ago to be the only one I feel SEES me? You can’t tell me that’s not awkward.

Then, we have the singular phone call. It’s the ONE phone call I ever get besides creditors, & the student loan forgiveness people. It is an ex ex-boyfriend from a really long time ago, & because I never answer, he winds up leaving silly drunk messages on my voicemail that never make any sense. I have a collection of them at this point. He’s married with a stepson & has been blowing up my phone religiously 3x a week for the past 2 years straight, to no avail. I mean, okay, it makes me feel loved sorta, but, that’s weird. The cute chubby lady that works here in the shopping center, is my weekly go-to for a soul sister pow wow giggle in the cashier’s line for 10 minutes each week. And who knew the Amazon customer service agent would be the one person I talked to, the entirety of the Christmas holiday.

I mean, I am blessed to the max, don’t get me wrong. I have a charming little sparkly life with my 2 great cosmic cats in my tiny bohemian sage-smudged sanctuary. My solitary life is actually pretty amazing in its own right or else I wouldn’t write & sell books on how to have a good life, lol. My blessings are not even remotely based on people though, as against popular belief as that sounds. It is based on many other valuable factors. What I do have in the way of people in my life, is treasured, of course. I am certainly grateful for all the indiscriminate Earth Angels that speckle my path, even though the connections are oddly scarce & more or less surfacy at this stage of the game. I gotta say, if “what comes around goes around” happened in any kind of obvious way, if tit for tat was the equation, you’d think I was a total asshole. But the truth is, I’m the polar opposite of asshole, my M.O. is “Secret Santa” out in society & on social media. So, this friend/family/people desert happening to my life right now, has got to be some kind of “necessary evil” to the next chapter. I can accept that, but it still doesn’t make it feel good.

So, as I was saying… then we have the neighbor across the way who is the only person I hang out with on a regular basis & that is only because he has no family, friends or life either. We kind of find solace in each other’s company every other weekend for approx 2 hours, when he takes me to run errands because I have no wheels right now. But what you have to understand about this guy, is… he has such a heavy southern draw, that I seriously do not understand anything he says unless I pay really close attention. Our friendship basically consists of him flirting & me laughing it off, & then I usually vent for 20 minutes somewhere in-between, so I can get stuff off my chest. The guy is a sweet man, but we are just friends unfortunately for him. And, with all due respect, I don’t think he would ever be into anything I write about, he is your epitome of a “simple man” who has either fished or worked in a factory setting his whole life, for all intents & purposes. His apartment consists of a bed, a TV & a big dirty smoldering ashtray.

Then, there’s the older “dad guy” friend who used to be my next-door neighbor, til I found his son dead from an overdose when he wasn’t there. Now he has moved downtown, & even though he gets social security checks, he drives Uber so he can support his recreational coke habit. He only calls every other month when he dries out, to rattle on about politics. Then afterward he typically sends me like literally 35 follow-up text messages containing links to all kinds of controversial articles. Then there’s the other “dad guy” friend who I met because he had a Casio keyboard for sale on Craigslist when I first moved here 5 years ago & I bought it. We are still friends. He’s married, retired, & watches his grandkids all the time, & can only sneak out to talk to me once in a while for like 10 minutes if I’m lucky. Yes, he is supportive from a distance, shows me some compassion when I need it, but again, doesn’t read my books or is really a part of my life other than scant phone calls over the years. Don’t get me wrong… those phone calls mean a heck of a lot, considering my circumstances. He kind of serves as a surrogate uncle or something.

In the current state of my connections, it appears that no one has time for me. Everybody has a family of their own, a circle, responsibilities, commitments, loyalties, people that take precedence & priority well over whoever I even am to them. The person that does have time for me, the ex ex… is in an unhappy marriage, on disability & is always drunk, so that doesn’t count. My MOTHER is still alive, & lives in Australia with a whole nother family, for 15 years now, & she only contacts me via email once in a blue moon with some generic “hope you’re well” note. Once in a while, she will discreetly chime in like how she just subscribed to my new YouTube channel the other day under AN ALIAS, mind you. But, who has time for games? Life is too short & precious to be a weird clandestine person in the background of your only daughter’s life, allegedly hiding it from your husband & his family, for some ridiculous reason. Yeah, that’s real good for the kid’s self-esteem, lol. Lucky I’m grown & don’t rely on others for my self-worth.

Speaking of mothers, we then have the woman who served as a surrogate sister/best friend/mom, that was my go-to person for just about everything. I’ve known her for 30 years, & basically talked to her every single week for the past 5 years. This was the only real enduring relationship I thought I had in my life. But, the blinders came off when all of a sudden she dropped out of my life right before Christmas, for reasons beyond me. All I know is… she was in a kind of dark place. So, I’m gonna just let it go at that & try not to take it personally. Then, we have the former best friend/travel partner/colleague who recently walked back into my life via phone/text. She & I were enthusiastically acting like we were gonna resume where we left off, & then suddenly she straight dropped right off, a day after that very phone call, despite my efforts to maintain the connection. A cornerstone of friendship… is being AVAILABLE, as far as I’m concerned. Otherwise, you just feel rejected & not important enough in a friendship that’s anything less. My own 16-year old son & his entire adoptive family who used to support me & communicate with me, just don’t now anymore either. I text my son & I get zero reply, & same thing with most everyone else I text, it’s very strange. If someone were to ever want to spend actual TIME with me right now, I think I’d be floored at this point.

The theme of my life now is literally “radio silence.” No one has given me any substantial or significant support, love, care, compassion or encouragement at this stage of my dreams, what-so-ever. This is precisely why I dedicated both of my newest books to my cats & the animals of the world. At least my cats love & support me, which is more than I can say for ANYBODY that I know, with all due respect to the aforementioned people. Even though, I have had a handful of compliments/congrats via text from certain former friends & colleagues, maybe 2 or 3 likes on Insta & Fb, & my Dad’s sister sent me ONE nice text… it pales in comparison to what I believe I truly deserve. Not to sound arrogant, but the work I do is worthy of great recognition, high regard & accolades. My elite team of benevolent Spirit Guides that channel this material through me, are no joke. Not sure why it seems like people are not taking me seriously when I say that these books are official. These books are NEXT LEVEL & are indefinitely meant for the masses or else I wouldn’t boast them the way I do. I’m obviously grateful for what love, praise or acknowledgment I do receive. But, if you were me, you would feel slighted by pretty much every single person you have ever been associated with too. Sometimes I just chalk it up to my imagination. But clearly… at this point, now that I have gone as far as writing this blog… IT’S NOT.

Here’s a kicker… so I send a group email to what I am calling “the soul tribe” group of people who essentially were my online mentors all summer for all intents & purposes. I sent this email to thank them & to let them know that I gave each & every one of them a special shout-out & “plug” in BOTH of my books. Well, I did manage to receive email replies from 2 assistants that confirmed receipt. Then I received three actual replies of congrats from 3 mentors, which I am super grateful for & to be honest, helped to significantly keep the good vibes afloat. Because, frankly, I felt snubbed by the others, especially considering that I singled out a few & wrote them personal heartfelt messages. But to no avail, I was pretty much rejected or ignored by people that I really thought better of, who I wrote generous things about in my books, which is somewhat disheartening to say the least. Then the cherry on the top was my copywriting teacher whom I had a real-life virtual rapport with, basically came at me & called my dreams SPAM, pretty much, because I seemingly do not fit into her BOX. As far as I am concerned, she could have approached me on a more considerate tip. That said, I have been feeling discouraged lately, I’m only human. I have been rejected over & over & over & over. I have been ignored, dissed, abandoned, avoided, treated like I have the plague on social media & LinkedIn. It is starting to wear on me.

Everybody is either too famous, in-demand, exclusive or already has a network they have allegiance to. People are too involved with their projects, businesses, big dreams, love affairs, kids, pets, plans, relationships, responsibilities, families, jobs, careers, chores, errands, school, activities. People are consumed, distracted, on a schedule & have allegiance to everything that’s important to them. Essentially, no body has room for me at the table. I get it. I’m not mad. I just feel like I have to say it out loud, before it drives me totally up a wall, cause I have no one to vent it to. This past Christmas morning, an old friend from H.S. sent me her email address with the green light to send her my press release & that was literally the best thing that happened to me that whole day, if that says anything. People who have stuck around in the background of my life, faintly lingering, are just being polite as far as I’m concerned. Folks that were my restaurant customers at some point who had a special rapport with me back then, are beginning to now fade almost indefinitely out of the picture, I can feel it on both a fundamental & energetic level.

I had a boss one time at a restaurant I worked at 6 years ago, that fired me & when he did, he said that he only hired me in the first place because he felt sorry for me, not because of my resume, skills, personality or because I was qualified. Well, that stuck with me, because that was really insulting, not to mention he fired me for a totally unfair sexist reason, on my 40th birthday & actually had the nerve to slight my weight in the process. My point is, that even though I’m long over it, sometimes I feel like the girl from 6 years ago, even though I am totally NOT that girl anymore, anger issues & mommy /daddy issues & all. I am done feeling like the stray dog or the orphan, the one that has no kids, family or partner, the damaged goods, the addict archetype, the party girl, the late bloomer, the one who has no place to go on holidays or whatever. I might stand alone in this room with two cats, but I’m on the verge of a really great new beginning, I just know it.

I’ve been camped out in a graveyard of sorts for quite some time. Even my FB friend collection feels like just another dimension of dead relationships that no longer serve me. No matter how many new groups I join or new virtual friends I add… it just seems like a fruitless endeavor. It’s hard to watch people fade away that don’t match you anymore. It’s hard to watch like when you don’t love a mate anymore & you break the news. You want them to be happy and so you continue to try to serve them in some way, but to no avail because what they need you no longer have. And, vice versa. That said, from now on I’ve decided to pretend that no one is watching & just DANCE. I will keep producing, publishing & creating. That’s what I do, that’s what I got, that’s my purpose & that is what I am here for.

I’m not going to lower the volume of my spirit, dim my light, or dull my shine, just because I feel like people can’t handle it, aren’t paying attention, are too busy, don’t really give a hoot or appear to vehemently resist most of the uncomfortable truths that I typically unmask. I’m not gonna NOT use big or extravagant words sometimes cause the reader might have to Google it. (God forbid, my stuff isn’t on a 5th-grade reading level) Life is not about making yourself small to fit in. And life is too short to stew in a cemetery of headstones that read in small print: here lies everything you’ve ever known that no longer serves you. The little voice in my head is whispering loudly: “Step away from the creepy woods & worn stones of old.” So, I’m just gonna boldly step forward & release whatever unhealthy crap is wallpapering my comfort zone, and soar on, friends… & you should too, if you are feeling that is what you need to do also.

The most precious gift you can give someone is your TIME, most of all… then, of course, your undivided attention, & being 100% authentic is always a given. And, I don’t get that from anyone, really, especially from the “usual suspects,” like the mom, friend, aunt, cousin, son. Quick example, I sent a handful of text messages back home to like 5 or 6 people including my son, his brothers, my cousin, & 2 guys I consider like brothers… about my books & my new YouTube channel & I received ZERO reply. That was a week or two ago. No congrats, no encouragement, no NOTHING, but radio silence. But, two days ago, I did get a random text from my son’s mother saying he got his driving permit. Which of course I cordially congratulated him on, like a respectful considerate human being that has manners should.

I refuse to give up. I might not have a family or support or intimacy or anyone who really believes in me or would even notice If I was gone or dead in here for a few days before decomp set in… but, I am okay with that. I believe in me, & my Angels, guides & cats do too, & that’s what I got. It’s just more of a reason to continue to be blatantly honest with real talk in real-time, push forward with everything I have inside, not feel defeated, attacked or falsely defined, & especially not allow old programs to sabotage my greatness & foreseeable success. I am going to keep believing in my dreams despite the odds. I didn’t come this far to not be seen or heard. I am meant for big things, the curtain is just about to open. I will keep you posted then, thanks for reading.

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The Opportunity Knocks Box:

“It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe

It don’t matter, anyhow

An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe

If you don’t know by now

When your rooster crows at the break of dawn

Look out your window and I’ll be gone

You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on

Don’t think twice, it’s all right…”

—-Bob Dylan

Crown of Thorns: Let it burn!


With all due respect, I pay my deepest regard for the loss incurred by the Cathedral of Notre Dame fire. Parisians have my deepest condolences. I traveled to Paris once in my life at age 24. I paid a visit to this sacred tourist attraction. When I entered the Church, I was in awe of its ancient charm & magnificence. I couldn’t help but notice the depth of the ceilings, & I became very anxious. I began wondering intently about how  awesome the acoustics might sound, so I immediately began to drum up the courage to sing.


I was a bohemian musician back in those days, who was pretty brazen to say the least. Like no one was watching, I belted out a loud melodious stream of consciousness that seemed to echo to the high Heavens. I didn’t care who was paying attention, I knew I had only this once in a lifetime, fleeting opportunity. My voice echoed immensely bouncing off the reverberating antiquated cathedral ceilings that seemed to rattle the stained glass. “I got to sing in the Cathedral of Notre Dame,” I thought! “Super rad, wait til I tell all my friends!”

So, it’s not like I don’t understand the beautiful, timeless grace this remarkable space embodied. The Cathedral of Notre Dame was nothing less than a gorgeous Gothic gem shrouded in mystique. I get it. I’m a fan.


With regard to the Cathedral’s significant damage, can someone tell me how ONE BILLION DOLLARS was raised so fast? In honor of the rebuilding process, the Cathedral’s “Go Fund Me” page (if they had one) was on fire too. The French president, Emmanuel Macron, claims it will allegedly take an ADDITIONAL ONE BILLION DOLLARS to complete the 5-10 year job. Lets do the math, shall we? Thats, ummm…. yes!


TWO BILLION DOLLARS to rebuild an old church? What about all the poor, homeless, sick or dying, starving people that a CHURCH is actually SUPPOSED TO clothe, feed & shelter? What about what a church STANDS FOR? Doesn’t a church aspire to expand love, peace, compassion, healing, & nourishment?

Who gives a flying rats ass about a fucking spire, when you have thousands of human people, children & animals suffering across this fuckin’ unbalanced planet?

How did the world community raise ONE BILLION dollars in just 3 days for a fucking building?

The world community should really do some soul searching here. The French president & the congregation & ministry OF THE NOTRE DAME CHURCH… should think hard about how they decide to spend that ONE BILLION OR TWO.

What would Jesus do… you ask?

Feed, clothe, shelter, spread that wealth among the people who need it everywhere. Fund programs, fund causes, finance missionary endeavors to save the Planet & the people in it.

ONE BILLION DOLLARS is ALOT of money. TWO BILLION DOLLARS could feed everyone on this Earth for the next 5 years, probably.

I don’t disagree with the rebuilding of a sacred iconic monument said to have housed Jesus’ crown of thorns. But, think about it… that crown of thorns, which was salvaged BTW, is a symbol of SUFFERING. That crown of thorns was maliciously placed on Jesus’ head to humiliate him, debase his character of love, peace & unity & shame everything godly & good.

“Priest Jean-Marc Fournier is credited with dashing into the burning Notre Dame Cathedral on Monday to save its most sacred relic.” —

He was praised as a hero, for God’s sake, for SAVING an outdated, afflicted, thorny, sinner crown that essentially added insult to injury to the great Jesus Christ at his weakest hour. I would have LET IT BURN!! LET IT BURN!!!!! And let all that horrible shit that it represents… go up in flames with it!

Good thing I live in America & I have the freedom to speak the TRUTH> #grateful

“Spire, in architecture, steeply pointed pyramidal or conical termination to a tower. In its mature Gothic development, the spire was an elongated, slender form that was a spectacular visual culmination of the building as well as a symbol of the heavenly aspirations of pious medieval men.” —


Universal Law states: that outer circumstances, experiences & events reflect the state of the inner sanctity of man.

Which means, that the symbolic spire that burned up in flames & came crashing to the ground, was also a reflection of man’s HEAVENLY ASPIRATIONS going up in flames as well. The PIOUS MAN won, for all intents & purposes, for… THE CROWN OF THORNS (pious man) was SAVED!! What a shame. Damn.

My bad, maybe we should indeed care about the fucking spire. But in a totally different way.

My take on it? If that man thinks that it was so noble to SAVE that creepy haunted hoodoo relic with bad mojo… then going forward, he should rightfully use that GIANT LUMP SUM of ONE BILLION DOLLARS to help SAVE HUMANITY at large. The PIOUS MAN cannot be allowed to continue to win. This NOTRE DAME FIRE, essentially, was a BIG FAT symbolic WAKE UP CALL, my friends. And, how fitting… it happened in front of the whole wide world. Hmmmm.

Everything happens for a reason. Behind destruction, there is a GIFT. That gift in this case, you ask? An instant ONE BILLION DOLLARS. Makes sense, doesn’t it? I’m not being unreasonable. There are hidden meanings & analogies all over the damn place, here. Take off the blinders.

Keep it up, delusional people who care more about false idols than the TRUE MEANING behind them. Lest I remind you all, that KARMA IS A BITCH. She will renovate your ass, way more masterfully than any renovation of a damn building. And, that’s a promise.

Think it through, Papal people & those in office… CHOOSE WISELY.



Jenay Zapp

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