I asked Spirit what will come during the ”New Moon”
They responded with ”Wait.. wait.” Then minutes later I heard ”Tomorrow” then a flood of visions opened up. Its back to the grind of work everyone. Back to reading my ghastly predictions. We are moving in uncharted territory with a stronger ship. All eyes moving forward to a timeline that isn’t years away anymore ,but weeks away. All the focus is on one subject, one and only one , all the questions in one direction; What is coming next?
I had a visual of a missile shooting from the land to the night sky, fire from its back as it jolted across the sky. Then in one large city It slammed in the ground. The visual showed a night sky lighting up from a great distance, in the most horrific way. The blast would shatter the Metropolis. Everything pointed to a pivotable moment again stolen by the Russians. Then I had a vision of Zelensky being thown back, as if an explosion. “The center, hub, the jewel will be struck.”
I had a vision of a diplomatic wooden table. Behind the table was a set of flags. Several different kinds. Then seated at the small table were two diplomats dressed in suits. They were talking to each other and then suddenly one of the diplomats in the suit turned into a life size rat. I recall seeing his very fluffy head and just thinking WTF. Then I got closer, I could see the mouth of the rat open and close, trying to convince the other of something. ’A reward’. Then a banging loud voice from Spirit: ”Exposure.. the traitors found.” Then I had another silly moment where I was walking, and on the ground as if in some school yard. I walked on a life sized calendar. I passed about (I should have counted) a week? 8 days, 8 large boxes on the ground. Then written on the ground was a large X.
I had a vision of the complete black space. Then as if on a train. Huge massive letters passed from left to write like some large scroll. W H Y
I had a vision I was in Putins night bedroom, he was asleep in his bed. I remember seeing his old head and thinking “Thats it. Thats the monster.” Just in that moment the vision begin to just fade to black, it was a sight. The floor just evaporated in front of me and I found myself in a strange place. Everything was cloudy and dark, there was these lights glimmering in the dark like those small twinkling lights you see on a Christmas tree, just blinking in and out as all of these voices talked over each other making it sound utterly un-audible. Then a picture formed. Something very few knew about. I had a vision of a large night valley. Then the first light of daybreak began. Lined up on the valley was an endless amount of coffers and treasure chests, all of them open and almost all of them empty. The resources, the jewels, the rich ground, he had consumed it all like a locust. Then the vision panned around. A place was coveted. A place not only rich in so many jewels but according to ”thoughts”. There is something there! Hidden. Its in the ground. He has to replace what was taken to continue to operate and panic was setting in. He Coveted and coveted unwavering to the moment. The image ended with a man grasping his unwavering hands against the side of a table as he toiled and panicked. Then I floated away.
I had a vision of just flashes of time like watching pictures play out in front of me. It was a sports figure. Someone who made their space so warm, so happy, so giving, so kind. He brought ’warmth’ to his craft. The craft was Sports and he was a Titan like no other. The vision showed how utterly much this one person helped so many others. They showed pictures of him always at a field, on the grass, smiling with others, always helping others around him, always bring warm love to everyone, a teacher, so happy. Each image showed huge happy moments of such absolute splendor. Then the Spirits all tipped their hat. The vision ended by me standing outside a hospital room. You could hear the people in the other room, nurses in a panic ”We are losing him.” Then it ended with one epic greeting from the Spiritual Realm all these Spirits begin to gather and greet the Titan, to pay him respect. To Thank him. They all lined up to personally thank him. This was going to be another Epic party I am going to miss on the other side.
TEA AND BISQUITS WITH THE SPIRITUAL REALM:
Sit down humanity sit down with the spiritual realm so we can talk. Sit down take a load off. Now is time for us to have a heart to heart conversation. We would very much like to give you some ‘daily’ advice humanity. We are the spirits from upstairs, the ones that warned you about that horrible virus, the attack on the Capitol, and honestly we want to give you some advice. But we don’t want to intrude here, what do we know right?
“Free Speech” Go for it. Be as crude, rude, abrasive as you want. Truth to power matters. But don’t lie. Lying is wrong. We have told you this already. It is wrong. So consider with great contemplation, that every single nightmare out there has lies attached to it. Lies are the freeway to all that is evil and Truth are like speed bumps. This is a Sunday School reminder, its plastered all over your wall. It is still wrong. It is all the lies that have cemented such a horrible moment right now. Go look outside, the lies brought you here. So the solution seems simple. Stop lying.
I know them, this message has weight. Liars are the subject. Weight in some future moment right around the corner. Someone is about to be exposed and they are winking a bit saying ”That was so us that exposed your Liar.” Someone touting the right to speak but its all BS.
The fountain is flowing again, about time right? Wow did that take a bit to get up and running. But wow are the Spirits here. So as we cement our new way, I want to say I LOVE all of you who have supported our very noble cause I understand how much I am asking of you! I mean lets be honest, of what I am asking. ”Hello, if you don’t mind please sharing this weird message from the dead, so we can alter tomorrow, share it in that oh so sweet place we are all familiar with, Social Media. Thanks.” Who does that? What an enigma right? So from a promotional position I fully acknowledge the wall in front of us. I am open to any advice. So thank you for all your grit. I bring this up because unfortunately my voice, my opinion, has been sent to the kiddy table. Can you believe that? I have been asked to exclude my opinions from the messages moving forward, the words as I recall as they pierced my delicate ego, was “We would like our work unvarnished.” So I thought I would throw out some much needed love to all of you fine people. I will see you in the Comment section with my opinions.