Greetings everyone.

It’s been awhile since the muse has visited. Ironic, she arrives today – at the same time my friend, the Black Dog showed up in full regalia, teeth bared and ready to tango.

People who have walked through the ups and downs of life carrying the weighty kit of PTSD, manage to live and even function while feeling the constant battering of low-grade anxiety that comes from being terrorized and/or abused.

We learn the art of balance and how to pay closer attention to the signals our heart and body are giving to us when things start getting crazy, so that at the very least we’re ready when the maestro of our soul opens up that trap door and sends us back down into the basement for another go-round with the predator, another Dark Night.

And things are definitely crazy right now.

This week’s totem is actually Jaguar – the guide who takes us through the bottom of the swamp both in the collective and in our personal lives. Synchronistic companion for the Black Dog this week. I’ve written about Jaguar before and you can find that article if you do a quick search. Sorry, my Black Dog is not into hyperlinks today.

If you’re paying attention to the material being revealed in the collective, there is no way you can be witnessing this revelation of the most horrific assault on humanity in any of our lifetimes and not be deeply affected.

Although I have been writing about it here for years, and Anons around the world have been blasting out the info as best we could (while being repeatedly deplatformed and censored by our own government), we have moved  from the theory to practice stage.

And that is where the rubber hits the road. When the truth becomes more than a theoretical exercise, and particularly if that truth is on par with Pandora’s Box, there’s going to be intensity.

If you’ve ever been cheated or cheated on, you understand how you can know something intellectually but when the proof hits you in the face full blow, it really knocks you for a loop. I think that’s happening to a lot of people right now.

Anons have known intellectually for a long time that our government is run by a psychotic criminal mafia that has not only been spying on us, but also stealing the wealth of our nation and every man, woman, and child who lives in it, plotting to kill us all, and take over America.

But the deluge of information that has hit the public since Elon Musk popped the lid off Twitter and started firing the pedoes running that place is shocking beyond belief – even for seasoned researchers.

We now have substantiated evidence, Q intel, and our own experience to show us the depth and breadth of the psychological operation the FBI, CIA and other government agencies, including many political leaders – esp. the traitor who claims to be the President – have imposed upon the people of the entire world. The Twitter Files are naming names, and it’s only a matter of time before everyone involved in the attempted coup in America and the other nations will be standing before military tribunals.

The pressure in the collective is hitting the boiling point. The criminals who tried to steal our country are in full-on defense mode as the laundry lists of their crimes, which involve pedophilia, satanic ritual sacrifice, RICO violations, treason, sedition . . . oh the list is long . . . are being revealed for all the world to see.

Although this has been a long time coming, and I am glad the truth is finally out, deep in my heart I feel grief.

So much grief that the tears come at the most inconvenient times, in the most surprising places. . .

So much grief that it seems the best thing to do is unplug and hide out until the Christmas season is over.

Because when you’re isolated in a Commie country and have chosen to walk away from the toxic people in your world, which in my case included everyone (lol), the last thing you want to hear is “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” while you’re trying to get in and out of the store as quickly as possible.

The last thing you want to do is log on and read about everyone’s parties and shopping and kids. . .

And, I am seeing a lot of people here in Canada suffering greatly at the hands of this little Communist bastard who despises the people who pay his salary and wants to sleep with their children.

They call it a “mental health crisis” here in Canada, and you know – that phrase, that term “mental health” really bugs me. Like if you just do some brainiac pushups, love and light affirmations, the NY Times crossword and play a game of Sudoku every day, things will be just a-okay.

My hunch is that the pedo Freud and his mob of lunatics came up with the “mental health” term as a way to drug and isolate people who disagree with the establishment. The history of “psychiatric medicine” – that nightmare created by psychotic gremlins and pedophiles to convince humans that we’re all nuts and we need their drugs – indicates there’s a lot less “mental illness” than governmental, societal, and familial abuse at the heart of our sadness.

It is not a sign of “mental illness” to become deeply saddened to the point of disconnect when we’re overwhelmed – whether by unhealed wounds still lurking around in the crevices of our hearts, breathtakingly cruel betrayal by people who say they “love” us, abandonment by our nation, destroyed dreams and repeated disappointments, the terrible and very ugly truth about the depth of criminality we’ve been living in and controlled by our  entire lives.

To pathologize natural human cycles and responses to insane and barbaric situations is another sign of the demonic influence which has spread like slime throughout our societies.

But, if you pay attention, you’ll see they attack everything created by God in the same way, whether it’s little children, your right to speak freely or even have God-given sovereignty over your own body, the water supply, the air, the internet, our food, education, culture. Once you see their assaults on everything we hold dear, you don’t miss a trick.

You can see it everywhere, anyplace a big name elite, NGO, Philanthropy is lurking, you can bet there’s some trafficking and child sexual abuse real close.

You see it in the stores, shelves laden with hundreds of thousands of products, choices beyond choices for what? To sell product. And, most of those products will poison you.

Knowing intellectually is different than learning through experience and integrating these truths into our realities. And, for me at least, it is taking a long time to process and release the absolute shitshow that people who claimed to be our “leaders” have created.

It is going to take awhile for me to realize some sort of gift borne from the absolute dearth of this life, where my only contacts are complete strangers online, and the prospect of another year in this place, in this isolation makes it very difficult to care about much of anything.

It’s going to take awhile for me to finally realize that I give too much and receive literally nothing in return, and that always opens the door to my black dog fren.

It’s going to take awhile for me to process (again) the truth about people I once trusted. To take a kick at that can again, try to understand.

It’s going to take awhile to make a new plan.

It’s going to take awhile.