Irrelevant

What would you do if you discovered one day that you are really and truly irrelevant?

That the work you have spent years doing is being blocked every step of the way and no matter what you do, everything you try is obstructed or destroyed before it gets off the ground?

That the people you were assigned as “family” here on this planet could really give not one hoot if you live or die, but there is no doubt in your mind that if you were rolling in clover, they’d never ignore your birthday or leave you isolated and alone on every holiday for years?

That the visions and teachings and prophecies you have been given to share all fall on deaf ears; and every day you sit and watch as the false prophets and  sold-out “leaders” – some of whom you once respected – waltz with a Commie Whore and another “no-name” the entire body of HUmanity right off the edge of that cliff — winking and smirking, assuring starry-eyed followers that life is just going to be “great again” if they give the father of the vaccine another shot at the White House.

When you realize the “savior” the blinded ones worship instead of God intentionally left a big hunk of his dear wall unfinished and refused to activate the Marines when met with outright disobedience by his “military chief,” turned the keys over to Traitors in the face of a coup, and responded by four years of electioneering and fundraising? And, all the while, STILL spinning the same load of crap he spun for six years yet failed to accomplish his very loudly stated mission the first time?

Yet the band plays on, and the rallies continue unabated and the teevee ratings are off the charts over the staged and ridiculous mudslinging – more ridiculous than 13 year olds fighting in the hallway at lunchtime – between the two slices of utter shit the Americans have to choose from for this go-round in the Presidential sammich buffet (still brought to you by the SES, by the way)…

Over the course of the past year and a half, I experienced yet another “scales falling from my eyes” and that optical adjustment revealed to me a great deal of deception in our political system by the very one(s) who claim to be here to “save the day.”

And, once again – I have been reminded that flying high and ahead will lose you more followers and fake friends who only like you when you tell them what they want to hear, when you are in agreement with them, rather than with God, Natural Law, and the teachings of the Ancestors.

It is quite a quandry and not the nicest place to be, and quite frankly, times like these really do make one question why we are still here.

Indeed, what is the point of our lives if we don’t matter to anyone?

If our work is overlooked, stolen, or ignored?

Well, I went searching for the answer to that question this afternoon, hoping someone else had written about the sense of utter isolation and abandonment that comes from being kicked to the curb repeatedly.

And, of course, most of the articles were by the medicide industry, assuring the dear readers that the problem is “depersonalization” and that is a “mental health” issue to be blamed on the sufferer and treated with their particular form of “help.”

So, that was not much actual help –  except to discover that “depersonalization” is actually a great term for this place – but it’s not due to mental illness or delusions on the part of the sufferer – it comes from

BEING Depersonalized.

Being depersoned.

That is what it means to be utterly disrespected and uncared for by those we love, trust and have put our hopes upon.

I think the alphabet trooney army like to fling terms like “depersoned” around if you call them by the wrong name or gender after they decide they’re more powerful than God and can simply “change” their basic identity and chemical makeup because some communist dirt bag teacher or other asshole adult in a position of power told them they have that ability – but failed to inform them fully of the consequences of acting out psychosis and delusions in public.

Theft of language and proper terminology is one of the most powerful means the Marxists use to take over cultures.

But, if you really think about it, at the core of the Marxist manifesto  is depersonalization.

Having lived in a communist country for more than three decades, it is clear that the ideology is about stripping away the humanity, the connection, the common connection and decency among the people who get caught in their trap.

Depersonalization is so common among humans now, that it’s rather a surprise when a government flunky or cashier at your local Shoppers Drug Mart is friendly and helpful, rather than standing there watching you try to pack all your stuff into a bag while there are other customers waiting.

They will not do their job, and you’re the problem. See how that works?

So – depersonalization. What do you do when it strikes you?

What to do when shown repeatedly that you don’t matter? Your work and messages don’t matter? And, the only thing you really ever wanted in this life – a home and family – is only a long ago dream that never was real, and that it’s now too late to ever realize?

Welp, I have no idea but just felt the need to come over here and visit this poor neglected blog and write it all down.

Hopefully, when the answer comes the muse will still be around.

Owl and Hawk are the totems for this time, as we are seeing much more darkness revealed and need the focus and predatory wherewithall to keep going until we can see a bit more light.

For now, the world is a very dark place, and it appears that it’s only going to get darker in the days ahead.

Keep your head on a swivel and stay close to the Great Spirit.

That’s really all we can do when we’re depersonalized, depersoned, and unalived, by an inhumane system and unhealed people.

It is my honour to be your messenger.

Piper99