The Symbology
I have clocked entirely too much time obsessing on X posts. The symbology on the stage, in this theatre has revealed itself entirely. I am blown away on such a level that I am running from thought to thought trying to piece it all together. I feel like that episode of Always Sunny, where Charlie goes mad in the mailroom. I am viewing from this lens now. Symbology is my favorite and it is becoming wildly symbolic in this world.
When my visions starting coming back stronger, since the beginning of this year, my openness to understanding has evolved threefold. Everything became a clue, a symbol. This energy net I had been struggling to understand and reconcile into this material started making sense. I'm having moments of bliss in the majesty and beauty of it all. I had been trying to document the unfurling and the unfurling presented itself. Others began to ask and see the unfurling and the unfurling has come. Behold the majesty of it all. I have questioned a hundred times over, am I insane? Do I have donkey brains? No. And I have the paperwork to prove it. I started paying attention. Strong attention.
There is something here.
Our world is a reflection of our being. Our body form is navigating through this material realm with this biological form. The form is an expression of the evolution formulated from all existence and experience. It is programmed and it also has an antenna. What I currently see is a channel from my higher state connecting to a broader band, but more concise consciousness. A council of archetypes, deities, energies that have collectively unfurled to their highest. A wave, a channel, a communication.
The current Cosmic Book I am creating is based on a series of reoccurring dreams and visions I have had over my life. The visions, dreams and remembrances started at a young age. I was taught to accept these and I didn't question it until I entered into the public school systems. My introduction to pre-school does include being molested by a doctor. All the things that I experienced have become extremely relevant to me. Dots are connecting very quickly. Much like information spreads over the inter-net. The web of connecting nodules, the mesh of essence this all is in this experience. All these experiences becoming entwined with dreams and images. Illusions revealing, veils dropping. It is this image that keeps coming to my mind now in a dream I had many years ago. I have document my dreams over the years and have studied the symbology of them. One that intrigues me is the following dream of a giant UFO in my backyard sky.
I have never had an experience with anything that I would call extra-terrestrial. My experiences would be considered religious or spiritual. But this was the clearest image I have of a UFO in my memory data bank. In the dream I was sitting in my backyard now, I was looking up at the sky and the clouds didn't part, but sort of disappeared, like a fog. In the skies were many giant round alien looking ships. I wasn't surprised by the ships, but by the fact that they had been there the entire time. It was a revealing. I stood there saying it "My God, they have been here the whole time." Who was "they?" This is why I began to follow the UFO community. What was this phenomena? Is it mass delusion? Was I crazy? No. I have the paperwork to back that up, I constantly remind myself. This dream made me question what is possibly there that I can't see.
My long journey of reconciling all of this is still unfurling in my reality. Daily I work toward clearing out all the inner work and clean up my life to move forward in a positive way. I derailed myself with what is crashing through to reality. Assassination attempt of Trump, the speculation that Biden is dead, then he appears most recently, much taller than he was previously. I literally gasped when he exited the doors and knew instantly. I saw things that began to evoke imagery and a strong feeling of events being orchestrated. And then the opening of the 2024 Olympics in France celebrated with an opening loaded with symbolism. This was when I thought of Charlie Kelly, in the mailroom, loosing his mind connecting things that maybe did or didn't matter. My life has expressed itself enough to me to know, it does matter.
The image of the torch is embedded within me. It comes up in strange memory flashes and the resonance has held me since my childhood. I would get the lessons in the mail, with the torch. Passing the torch. This message was integrated without resistance into my essence. Along with many other symbols that were reflecting themselves to me in my material reality. I think reality shows were actually created to show the difference between programmed entertainment and reality. And then the reality shows were infiltrated. When did we consciously begin questioning what was reality. We did not expect to be lied to on such a grand scale. We didn't know the theatre expanded this far and wide.
The passing of the torch is a ritual in the Olympics. The passageways in France were sabotaged. The fires were lit symbolically. Because of my study of ancient history, symbols and my personal path, I could see deeper into this symbolic ritual and what was being relayed and portrayed. In the spot of Jesus in the depiction of the scene of The Last Supper, of the recent Olympics symbology, stands a woman. In a blue dress, with a crown of lights. Rays around her head. Is this a woman? Is she surrounded by men, dressed as women? Does she represent "Liberty Enlightening the World?"
Perhaps, because I have always viewed this material through a spiritual lens, I see in symbols. The symbols I am seeing are more ancient than perhaps I even realized. The questions are many within my mind. My want to understand.
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