The following post requires an introduction so that anyone who reads it understands from where it’s coming. In a recent email to a dear friend a wave of frustration overcame me and I found it impossible to plug the steam that was venting from my ears. I had to unload.
In our world there are so many of us and each of us is a beautiful, independent soul with a unique personality. We’re all different and it’s our differences that create such a dynamic place.
With that in mind I’d like to say that my personality type is one in which I ride a roller coaster. I’ve been deliriously happy and broiling angry. It’s just how I am. It’s the return to center that has become easier with age.
For those of you with milder temperaments you might find this rant uncalled for or over the top. And it probably is but after reading Valiant’s message today I felt compelled to post it.
Two great lessons in this life for me have been “We are all one” and “There is no right or wrong, there just is.” So, is there anything wrong with a little anger? Nope. And should we expect to be treated as equals by all beings, everywhere? Yep.
I have lost my optimism.
When I ask myself, “What event concerning the upgrade of humanity has gone the way I want it to?” the answer is not a single one.
Here we are, 127 days out, and the whole damn world is asleep.
This is NOT how I wanted this to go. At all.
So, if I’m given a questionnaire after the singularity to fill out with my opinions of how well the light forces performed their jobs, well, they’re not gonna like my answers.
It’s a shame to admit, but I’m already disappointed. There isn’t any way to erase that disappointment. It’s too late.
If a space ship ever appears, the very first thought through my mind won’t be, “Wow, that is so cool!”
My first thought will be, “What took you so damn long?”
Isn’t that horrible? Isn’t that a shame?
Right now, I give us a 50/50 chance at going through this peacefully like we’re supposed to.
The dark may not give up.
We may have to go through another catastrophic ending to humanity like before.
And I’m sure I didn’t sign up for that in my soul contract. And I don’t want to experience such a thing, either, even with the knowledge that I will come out on the other side unscathed.
It’s funny. I read a post by “Metatron” or “The Guiding Light” or somebody who said they are receiving reports that lightworkers just want to “get out.”
Then the post goes on to say that thinking in such a way is not helpful and it makes it harder for earth to move forward.
Well, I thought to myself, “Crap. I’m not allowed to have truthful, real feelings? I have to lie to myself?”
How the heck am I supposed to lie to myself?
I DO want out. I DO want off this rock. I DO want something to happen.
These beings, these spirits, these entities from the higher realms, I hate to say it but they’re just full of crap.
They have absolutely no idea what it’s like here. They don’t.
Now, that’s my opinion, so feel free to disagree, but take a look at Bill’s messages.
Those messages are the only ones that aren’t blowing smoke up our asses and telling us how rosy things are proceeding.
That’s why they have such a ring of truth to them. That’s why they’re meaningful to me.
All of the bastards that have any kind of control over humanity simply won’t do the right thing. The good ETs, the dark forces, the governments, the military, the world leaders, the Vatican, nobody.
And the sleeping humans couldn’t care less because they are completely clueless.
So, who does that leave hanging? The lightworkers.
That’s why I said that the lightworkers have taken it up the wazoo in my blog. And we have.
I feel like we’ve been left on the side of the road out in the middle of nowhere.
And then when I feel this way, I’m told not to feel this way, that it’s detrimental to our ascension.
That’s when I want to stuff a sock in that entity’s mouth!
We’re getting it from all sides.
We have to put up with sleeping humans. We have to put up with lying ETs and higher beings. We have to put up with the dark forces. We have to put up with getting strung along, day after day, wondering if anything will happen.
Is it any wonder that lightworkers want out? How naive can the beings on the other side of the veil be?
I’m beginning to think that this whole thing is a vast, cosmic joke. And the joke’s on us, the lightworkers.
Sorry, comrade, but I had to vent.