Dark Fate

Dark desperation and fear registered when I heard the humming of the sirens in the inner walls of my chest, the rapid flashing lights of the drones paralysing all my senses, except for my one truth of worth and wanting to return home.

Our current crisis and mandatory compliance, is only, the very one and only, very legitimate reality. The fear shift’s and bend minds into paranoid anxiety and inevitably these fears, are happening in plain sight, and yes, the strangeness of this wild wild West, the world. It catches right up just as powerful as the forces of nature.

I did hear that the next crisis will make the last insignificant in comparison, life was being sold, narrated, you owe it to the system to give up all your rights and comply to what is right and what was right was to shut up. the Chinese life log was only the beginning

Before my capture, a destined to a FEMA camp. I felt the energy of someone I knew, although I was head bagged and bound from daylight, I was scared that my ripped shirt showing my tattoo, would be a way for other people in the camp to identify me or harm me. I had a lot of hate for being part of the WAT movement and my involvement with the resistance. Since forever humans have been suppressed and conditioned to fight one another on political views and opinions of rights, and that was the very swamp of illusion we all became monsters in. I couldn’t be a part of that. My mission is what I trained for, and it was my given focus and pilgrimage to protect as much truth as I could.

I was so paranoid my stomach was exposed, I surrendered into transcendental meditation, or I spiritually passed out of my body I knew what was coming for me and I was scared. everything turned black again as my head cover was ripped instantly and then another one was put over my head. In that split second, I saw a locket around one of my captives, I was so desperately trying to focus and visualise it in my mind over and over

I was crying the silent kind of emotional rage I was terrified the locket gave me something to focus on. It was a heart with texture and carvings. I continuously fought to keep that very image in my mind repeatedly. I heard shouting in a language that wasn’t like any other I’ve heard, but I heard whispers in English too.

But too soft to make out, the future was here, and I was in it, I was experiencing the heaviest overwhelming doubt of reality. I had always intuitively known these contingency operations involving the use martial law, state of emergency crisis/pandemics, covert intelligence and American citizens was to corral control over civilian populations. If you are a hardcore patriot, you were detained, while the rest follow the fire drill like a good little bitch. The locket came back into my vision again, I focused with all my intention to remember everything I could about that locket.

And at the same time I was preparing myself that I was on my very way to a secretive government camp, a concentration camp a FEMA CAMP, A great weight had settled in my chest and heaviness took over my bones, I knew right now with my fate approaching, requiring an amorous psychic strength, while still trying to engage the images of the locket the heart shaped locked I had briefly seen around my captives chest, and as I was getting was emotions and dreams and memories.

The Peoples growing fear of the military, the powerful creep of surveillance, their loss of civil rights and the impending doom of control we all participated in was a deep sickness, an infected perception of madness. Humans were trauma boned to the cabal, most didn’t even know it, and the rest knew it was easier to play the game and do what they were told too.

The protesting resistance wasn’t visual anymore, it had become deeply hidden in the veins of the cities through contacts of power who were secretly operating as informants of the truth, risking their lives set mankind free and what a cost it came with the only kind of protesting you saw on the streets were the narratives they wanted people to fight over and give them some false sense of hope and freedom and it was all an illusion propaganda and lie to keep you in the dark.. some people gathered around departments of defence, to protest but they even knew that there was a line, and you couldn’t go anywhere near it…. Nowhere near it!

My anxiety was growing with such a hunger for truth I didn’t even cared if I died, I felt dizzy and drowning sensation in my own body, I kept chanting repeatedly my truth and that everybody’s journey is different, and this was the path I chose. I knew the society norm of brain washed citizens believe FEMA, deals with emergencies, and the state of emergency. Can’t they see when such crisis or emergencies take process, the normal is suspended! constitutional protections and your civil rights erode! It's an abuse of power literally a totalitarian regime, invoking fear. I was scared, I had never been so terrified in my life, I thought of my father and the heart shaped locket. The locket kept changing form and shape and meaning but I needed to visualise it, I felt this overpowering obsession to not let it escape my imagination.