in·cul·cate
/inˈkəlˌkāt,ˈinkəlˌkāt/
Verb: instill (an attitude, idea, or habit) by persistent instruction.
Everyday I awaken knowing that the world is right and everything is OK. Then I sit and read or listen to the news with my coffee and inculcate myself with the COVID 19 story. You can’t escape it – its everywhere 24/7.
Today I refused. It’s 65 degrees outside at 5:30 am and it smells like spring. I refused, consciously, to hook myself up to the COVID pipeline.
There are two main camps out there telling us two different stories. On the one hand we have lawyers, scientists and statisticians who have taken a good look at the touted story who are pointing out huge flaws in what is being reported and we have incredible journalists like John Rappoport. His blog post for today says exactly what I am going to try to say, only better! His blog from yesterday has facts, figures, interviews and actual proof of TPB’s past lies and the numbers game the CDC uses to play with us.
Then there are those who are fear-mongering the whole shebang, because money. The fringers get fringier: we have 5G instigation of an already implanted virus from vaccines and chemtrails that might even be an AI hive-mind implant and only those who can’t accept it (old ppl) will die from, Qannon and the federal reserve, martial law to avoid elections, you name it, they’re using it. These people are deadly serious and all over the internet using COVID to prove their own particular bias.
I know it is very hard to hold back from wanting this settled in your own mind and simply look at all the information out there and even harder still to assess the validity and science behind it all. HOWEVER: what we have here is a big, huge case of cosmic dissonance, so you must try because on a daily basis the PTB inculcate you all – minute to minute – to convince you their story is the story.
But I’m noticing its not.
However, when you live in a gigantic planetary lie its really hard to see what is in front of your nose Vs. what you are being fed – inculcated to.
The last three months we have been fed a steady diet of COVID. Whether you believe it or not – whether the evidence scientific and otherwise says it’s sorta ‘hinky’ the ‘COVID 19 Experience’ has crept into the human subconscious and now lives there. Just like Slender Man:
The Slender Man (also spelled Slenderman) is a fictional supernatural character that originated as a creepypasta Internet memecreated by Something Awful forums user Eric Knudsen (also known as “Victor Surge”) in 2009.[1] He is depicted as a thin, unnaturally tall humanoid with a featureless head and face and wearing a black suit.
COVID has become a living breathing Tulpa – Egregore (egregore (also egregor) is an occult concept representing a “thoughtform” or “collective group mind”, an autonomous psychic entity made up of, and influencing, the thoughts of a group of people.) and it is fed everyday by all of us through the continued pounding media hype/fear porn vomit.
IT LIVES.
We are creators – and this is the proof. Now, when we go out into society we must conform to the new egregore, to what the sleeping masses have unwittingly created and made real. We must have face masks, hand sanitizer, gloves and who would have ever thought that boomer death would be presaged by lack of toilet paper… When I go out I must ‘pretend’ to hold the story or, because this has become so real, endure real consequences.
So we are creators – we just don’t know it – and we are being led around by our noses to create ugliness this time, death even, we have created so well that a lot of us are dying for this story, it has become that real for some. (a virus is not alive, it is a floating inert piece of coding instruction that replicates in the right environment)
I came back from sleep this morning with an incredible clarity of soul and mind. Each day this week I have questioned whether to listen to the broadcast world because I awaken knowing that everything is ok, then two hours later by 7am the world is a shambles.
If anything, we can use this QT, this ‘Quarantine Time’ to pause and reflect. Try to disconnect from the steady minute to minute diet of fear porn and find our center. Get into our guts, our own true self without anything distracting us and FEEL. The truth we find there, divorced from the constant media vomit, is trying to tell us something very important.
I’ve been watching this all play out, I’ve been watching myself react, feeling others fear when I go to the grocery, just noticing – observing. I have resisted the fear, insisted I actually see what the facts are. I see the whole world traumatized on a very personal level – like wars used to traumatize people before they became computerized, and before they became computer games.
So, if you have to believe one impossible thing before breakfast, make it a good one.
Believe the beauty of this earth before your eyes in the morning, believe the impossible idea that we ARE creators, take your creative powers back from the collective construct of COVID.
We have been caught in nonreflective doingness that has come to a full stop. We are now remembering ‘beingness’. Take a look around, take a deep breath and let it out in a sigh of relief when you see the world is still here. Create a better vision. Stop the chaos long enough to feel the real.
Start there.