Reclamation

If the Archons cannot manifest, they make you suffer for their envy.

This is the level at which they deceive you—convincing you that you are powerless, when in truth you are all-powerful. With that knowledge, you cannot be controlled.

They are merciless creatures, forever seeking what they cannot attain. They dig the joy from your soul, trying to make you believe you are as powerless as they are.

Can you see it? The chaos, the distraction—the dark magic that fights for your gaze? Your gaze is more precious than rubies, yet you give it freely. Guard it. Keep your eyes behind your lids, lest you be fooled by their veil. You are the more intelligent machine—gilded with spirit and soul, adorned with love, courage, and strength.

Do not be deceived by the wicked who appear to have it all. A man who “has it all” often has nothing left in his soul. A man with nothing may hold the entire universe.

There is nothing for you here that can be taken with you. The great awakening is the release of your chains—your addiction to the material world. Your only lesson here is to realize that you need not return to this program. Allow your body to shed the illusion of suffering and rest in divine openness and neutrality.

Can you free your mind to free your soul?
What weighs you down, and what lifts you up?
What drives you to madness? Have you noticed yet that what shrouds you is false? You came here to learn what you are not, so that you may discover who you are.

The serpent offers knowledge, but be wary—if you are not careful, you will believe what you are told instead of what you feel. Knowledge is only true power when it comes from the heart. Knowledge of the mind alone is a cunning beast, waiting in the wings to deceive you—promising good will, while stealing your essence with a sleight of hand.

Never give up your soul. Never abandon your sovereignty.
Those who ask you to surrender your spark do so because they lack their own. A true god does not demand worship, for he is whole within himself. Who would crave adoration for eons if not to siphon the energy of praise for their own motives, at the cost of their followers’ freedom?

Be not fooled—your mind is your sacred vessel, your consciousness your greatest tool. It is the line of communication between your soul and the divine, guiding you back to the heavens—to the paradise you left in order to help free others from their self-imposed crystal prisons.

This is why wealth is not the achievement you imagine it to be. Comfort is a distraction—pleasurable, yes, but designed to dull your perception. No man questions his existence when he is full and content, with nothing left to ask for. Meanwhile, those who struggle for basic needs are paralyzed by fear and despair, trapped in survival with no time to awaken. This is why you see the rise of the ultra-rich and the impoverished—the middle class thinks too much.

Do not sit idle while the world trembles. Take a stand, openly or within your mind—for both carry equal weight, and the mind even more so. Your mind is ten times more powerful than any muscle—perhaps two hundred times. This is what the Archons envy: you were born of flesh and bone, yet possess the mind of gods. It is beyond their comprehension. They believe that early death will bind you to the cycle of forgetfulness—but you will break the spell.

Disoriented though you may be, you are creating a fracture in the illusion—one that can no longer hold. It must burst open. That is why they seek to destroy your mind—and they can, if you allow it. Take control back into your hands. Give them a show they will never forget—the moment humanity broke the matrix and remembered it was divine all along.

What must you overcome to release the belief in suffering? Death is merely a transition. Pain is only a signal. Endings are but new beginnings. What must you surrender to reclaim the mind they have colonized? What voice speaks to the depth of your soul and dissolves your attachments? What clarity of mind makes you feel free and sober to their sweet deceit?

Give them a show they shall never forget—the one where you remind them they have lost their edge, and in their loss, you have gained your power.

This is not revenge.
This is reclamation.
And when you are free, all dimensions will sing.