Reading the comments on that thread was pretty saddening. So many sheeple still stop short of waking up because the lies are allowed to continue. Here someone is presenting them the opportunity to THINK outside the box, but they prefer the box. It's safe in there. It's tiny, controlled, and everyone thinks the same.
Hopefully one day soon, they'll realize, there was NO BOX.
Always get interesting messages with the fluctuation in resonance. Woke to this in muh head… 1917. Like LOUD. 1917!
We've all been here before. We've gone through this many times, and this time, we remember. We remember oppression. We remember tyrannical dictators and games. We remember suffering, slavery, debt, and persecution. We came here to end it once and for all. We are a team, and those who don't get it, either willingly ignore the remembrance, or they are those, who we are fighting to eradicate from ever torturing us again.
In this current life, we've gone through situations that hurt us, to remind us. We've met people who wronged us, just as in the past. It was designed to awaken in us, that truth of why we are here, and what our mission is. If you are awake, you get it. You can see whose who in this "game" as they see it. They are crafty, deceptive and devious. They use trickery, lies and mind games. They deflect onto others, precisely what they're doing. They are murderers with forked tongues that speak of peace.
Make no mistake. They planned to kill us all, just like they've done in the past. They get pleasure out of our pain. They are instigators and perpetrators of toxic energy. They trigger anger and fear. It's what feeds them. They are vampires. Their eyes are hollow. They can not feel love. Love is just a word to them, which they only recite as more trickery. Unity, peace, joy and harmony escape their empty hearts. They emanate a dark aura, and if you can't see it, you can feel it. They use words as spells, but they are not original. They are parrots that use our language against us. Codes, we don't pay attention to, because we are so busily distracted by their sorcery.
But this time, is not like last time. What they didn't expect was us remembering. Our history is a lie, cleverly crafted to wipe out our memories of familiarity. But this time, the glitches in the matrix shined the light where they didn't expect. How could they? They can not create new. They are destroyers of life, not creators. This time we remember and they never saw it coming. This time we win. Love always wins.