Destiny Of A Mirrored Soul

We all woke up.

We all went to bed.

We all had jobs.

We all had Heads.

We all wanted spouse's.

We all had house's.

We all had cars.

We all had everything, and anything you could ever dream of or want.

We all knew deep deep down inside what was truth and what was lies.

Lying there asleep I was dreaming of who I was and what I could be, this was the only way I could get to know myself and keep myself level headed. Dreaming allowed me to fall into what they called Evil, creating what I wanted to create, making my mistakes, having my consequences then looking up always to see God pull me right by his side. My Reality remitted many things of my dreams. And Now Still sleeping, I always wondered did anyone else ever feel the same way? Tonight I found out. And I was going to do something about it.

Nel, wake up!

I awaken suddenly as my Friend and Sisters call me from outside my bedroom in fear they rush into the room. They urged me to immediately come help my older sister, this wasn't the first time they needed help. Helping people was my passion, Everyone thinks I'm different because of it but really I'm just a good problem solver. Putting smiles on peoples faces I could never talk about, made my day, I would pretend to be so strong but little did they know I was just as scared as the rest of them.

Have you seen me! What do I look like! screams my sister, please tell me where I am! Have you seen me!. Yes, Yes! I began to tell my sister, “I see you. You are most gorgeous. I see your soft, deep, dewy, caramel skin, the most beautiful Emerald, EverGreen eyes anyone has ever seen, Joyfully you can light up entire rooms brighter than the Stars or even Planet Venus. “It's like I'm looking right at myself ”, I say to her. Remorsefully at a pause I tell my friend and sisters to go rest. Sitting there I realize my older sisters Night terror’s were getting louder and louder happening more and more, eventually I’d get caught and pay the price for every meaningful word that slipped slowly out of my mouth, off my lips Then as they always do those words head right overboard the ship of my “ inner Soul ” into A glassy sea of mesmerizing doubts they go. Looking for a meaning in all of this I Try to remain strong saying to my older sister now once again, "Yes that's right I look like you,"slowly repeating to herself over and over as she traumatically falls back to sleep she going into a not so glassy sea but a sea of raging waters,"I look like you"she says lastly as her heavy eyelids finally shut as she lets out a breath as if it was her last, and if it was I wouldn't blame her.

Early the next morning, I stayed a little longer than usual in the shower. Sunlight breaking through the windows, I look over and see the beautiful Beaches past the Crystal City skyline walls, past the Mountain sides. In despair I drowned myself for a few seconds in the trickling Water, then trying to remember something, trying to find something, only to feel nothing. Speaking to myself and shaking my head I say, "Anything but this numbness will do" In the end I fill my hopeless void with the needing of something, anything, whatever it is, that they give me to have Validation and purpose but a purpose not of my own. Mentally Rationalizing and painfully facing the emptiness I no longer avoid the LIE. I begin soaking in the deep understanding that Humanity was stuck in a "Paradigm, an Alternate Reality". I had to do something before it got worse not just for sister or myself but for us all!. What could I do? The world wasn't as it was BEFORE with rights and constitutions. I was born Chanelle Journey in that world of, BEFORE, Everyone called me Nel Nel or Nel. It was now my 35th year on planet earth which was longer than most humans I knew. Many had lived abroad in space, I did too for sometime, then came back to planet earth.

The last time I saw my reflection, of any sort, was at the age of 5 in the year 2021. It was fall and I was heading back to school. I could almost remember the smell of that memory even now, all the perfume I wore with those new Purple hair bows, my matching outfit & shoes and a very cool backpack with cute cat Ears on the top. I always held on to that one moment of My mother kissing my cheek In the "mirror" Saying "looks like you're ready to take over the world"! Then leapfrogging down the outside stairs in the beautiful warm but crisp air, joyfully I went to the car where my Grandmother and sister's awaited, I looked at myself one last time in the car's reflection. Later that day a War at school and all across the world broke out “destroying all of our lives as we knew it forever" It was a very vivid memory, a day I could never forget. A sort of Internal & Invasive civil war was going on with Humans in a fight to restart the world. We all believed in order to achieve Ultimate success we needed to recreate society from scratch, a world free from the evil of chaos and identity crisis. The Civil Civilian rule joined forces with high powered Individuals designing a NEW WORLD BLUEPRINT that everyone had to follow. We were to look alike, talk alike, and act alike, Humans were to have no unique qualities for they feared that caused uproar, rejection, and division and chaos.

Comparisons, Competitions, Photography, Videos, Forms of media, Certain forms of Art and Social life, sports, Politics, roles of Men and Women, Careers and writings were all considered Evil but worst of all there were mandates banding every “Mirror” and stopping the existence of “reflections”. We were to report anyone as breaking the law if they spoke of someone's appearance or reflected their identity, Everyone in my house knew I toke bold chance's with my sister when she had her episodes, they were only at night so I was safe for now but we feared she would have them soon during the day and I wouldn't be there to help her. Some Men on a military base were rumored to have talked of their reflection, after their faces were seen through a mirror, obtained on one of there missions with the "Drivinals" word got out, and they all were instantly killed luckily to have a soldiers death and not a Torturing Gore death as others had. The Civil Civilian rule would program everyone under EMMC Electromagnetic Monitoring Mind Control' through drones only at specific times of the day 9 AM, 11 AM, 1 PM, and 4 PM But, Not at night, and Not in the early mourning due to the fact that in the past people were dying and going brain dead from constant extreme amounts of radiation exposure. A Clean, Green planet was created from this as they aimed for immortality and healthier ways to live. We were supposed to have everything we ever wanted but really we were struggling, having a Curfew and a full night's rest, our breakfast, dinner, and lunch, was to be full coursed with lots of nutrition and "lots of medication" just so we could remain in a false state of happiness and under there full control.

When we weren't under the EMMC Electromagnetic Monitoring Mind Control" Drone patrol's, Guards and Doctors were on active duty throughout the night and Early mourning hours due to Drivinal attacks, illnesses, mental side effects, crimes and breakout attempts as people tried leaving the secured walls surrounding every civil civilian city wall in the world. Human nature is complex no matter the amount of scientific research or study they do. Every Human being is different and they can’t control us all, so they made these plans to eventually take an Elect amount of Civil civilians leaving us for another planet. People knew this but never admitted, or tried to do anything about it. The high forced technology in our daily lives blurred any and every reflection from water to a simple shiny Vase the whole planet except for Drivinal territory was monitored and bugged so we could forget ourselves and do whatever they wanted. Hearts grew cold. It was no longer a war to make the world better but a kinda "Game" to see who could control and rule the most people and if you didn't agree with this game you lost everything.

The War began with people watching the news constantly, showing at first many Indian and middle eastern Women getting Hanged for disobedience of beliefs. Trying New things was popular, getting creative, stepping out to be treated fair in society stirred up many differences that couldn't be controlled around the world. So Males and Females of all sorts were randomly getting kidnapped to be experimented on, tricked and Used as puppet’s to generate income deceiving the masses or just killed. Many high powered individuals realized there were too many Reflections, competitions and comparisons being the root Cause to all of the world's failures, Even though those same individuals were the ones behind it, illegally using Humans as scientific experiments. For almost 30 years people fought for how the world should be dying in the name of freedom. MEN & WOMAN who wanted to get married killed! Mothers pregnant or with children that weren’t monitored by the BLUEPRINT SYSTEM killed! . If you were what we call a “Drivenal” you were an Enemy Civilian who pushed for either Spiritual, Constitutional, Moral, Liberal, Biblical or Artistic freedom despite their Differences they drove Away the NEW WORLD BLUEPRINT wherever they went uniting across the world not always peacefully but Driven As ”Drivinals”. Families like my own wanted to join the Rebels,but the powerful forces of change knew what it would take for us to lead people and we gave up to remain alive, safe, and comfortable. We regretted it. 10 years have passed since the War ended and like I said I'm 35 I've lived in the inner city with my sisters and friend. We all work on boarding projects to continue building the New World Blueprint. Currently we're building bridges between Earth's new world, the Moon, and Mars's new world trying to unite planets but never the people who lived on them only for the wars to get worse and people to keep losing memories and hope. I really don't know myself nor does anyone else. Everyone walks around as if everything is normal only to have unhealthy episodes and memory freezes. Social life is controlled and no longer free. It is only a matter of time, the Head civil civilian leader’s say that, “All will be back, to the way it should be soon" but it's been decades.

As I walked out of the shower to dry myself I stared at a wall with no mirror and no way to capture and captivate the whole of my Identity, the thought of dying never to see my face again made me sick. It was 6:00 AM and I didn't have much time. I began to debate if I should sneak out the outer walls of the Crystal Civil City. It was the only plan I had but that meant leaving the "Civil civilians" and becoming a Drivinal an enemy civilian that is, If I made it out alive. Drivinals were the ones after the war that Got cast out to the Oceans where the climate was great one day, then the next Disastrous and Catastrophic. Level 6 Solar storms would come spitting in every direction killing dozens at a time, a long life wasn't promised on the beaches not just for people but for natural resources, fresh water, food, plant life, animals and mostly planetary life due to the fact that the root cause of these storms derived from Humans dabbling with Major Black holes of space only to cause a spiraling of negative reactions permanently destroying our star system of BEFORE. This is why "Enemy civilians" Would still try and come among Civil civilians Through the large walls surrounding all the City's, stealing weapons, tools, food, and more Only to get killed, unless they surrendered to be under the One Civil Civilian mind Control Rule of the New World Blueprint, All memories and items of freedom that reflected their identity had to be left behind in hopes of having everything they’ve ever Dreamed of or Wanted only to become enslaved to a Freedomless society.

So many thoughts were going through my head, I had worked with a Guy on one of the space ships for the New Worlds. There usually would be drone soldiers and guards on big project territories but because we were in this highly protected work zone of less than 5 people we had no curfew. We'd wake up around 4 Am. As the Glassman made glass, I would try to get to know him, there wasn't much to our false lives. Whenever I talked about how we could change the world if we knew who we were and what we looked like he would always shut me up scared for our lives, I’d keep talking until he’d chatted a bit only to realized how happy he felt at the thought of actually sharing his fading identity with someone other than himself or some fantasy stimulating system, once I got him started he now would be the one to do all the talking. He’d go on to Tell me of his last memories years back making glass at 16 in his uncle's shop on the Beach, talking about how he loved glass and how he hated the EMMC Electromagnetic Monitoring Mind Control It Blurred out the reflection an joy of the glass that was allowing him to be apart of something and see himself face to face in life, making glass always reminded him of who he was when he felt lost, when the world shadowed him with chaos he looked forward to coming in for work seeing who he truly was, that wherever glass was it’s where he belonged. After a little while he’d get emotional sharing how he has a brother that never left their hometown and still lives on the Beach, his brother decided to use there uncles shop to make weapons out of glass for the Drivanals, when the Civil Civilian Head leaders Found out they were related they claimed the brother as a Drivinal enemy Civilian removing the Glassman’s entire identity to where he has no name or family in society he’s only the Glassman. When the Glassman wanted to leave the brother found a way to communicate and send info to each other with coded letters and information to win the war, the brother needing this info and the Glassman secretly fighting for what's right. I got the shakes when Glassman would talk about his brother seeing the Storms create lighting which would strike sand and create glass!. With so much glass left on the sand the Drivanals would create homes and tools and making lots of Mirrors, explaining that there were so many mirrors because it broke the hypnosis off of people That whoever escaped the City and would come to the beaches seeing their reflection instantly freed them of the EMMC Electromagnetic Monitoring Mind Control . When I left Glassman he entrusted me with something very special. I knew that if I tried to leave the city I might never return and if I did It would be too late at least for my sister.

The time is now 7:00 AM. My friend and sister's alert me that my parents will be here soon to check up on the older sister that had the night terror. My sisters think one of the guards overheard talk of Appearances from outside the house last night during the shouting of the night terror. I knew there was no time left, before the door of opportunity closed my time was now. In haste, I got dressed. Then going to my drawer I quietly grabbed what the Glassman had given me. It was a coded map to the Beaches leaving “Crystal Civil City”with an Ancient scripture, "Genesis 1:27 saying... So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them". The civil civilian rule had removed so much of Humanity’s appearance even in sacred beliefs, scriptures were then changed and over time eventually removed. To have this map meant changing everything and seeing those words brought me to a place of powerful reflection. As I get ready to walk out the door the Guard walks up to me and takes me. He shares how he heard me speaking of Appearances the night before and that he had instructions to take me to the Emergency EMMC “Electromagnetic monitoring Mind Control room we all had one in our homes down one of the dark halls, in case we happened to be out of order before our timely sedation. Walking up I followed procedure the guard leaves the room locking the doors and I slowly fall into deep sensational tyranny. I couldn't fight it mentally what the system was doing to me. Now sitting there in the chair, as the program began I realized the guard forgot to search me. Scanning machines and Electronic Medi-Visors didn't read I had an object on me as they did their purge! maybe this was going to work leaving Crystal Civil City!. I couldn't believe it the Glassmen did say the map was coded to where machines would read it as a body part only seeing an X An Y Genetical Compound created with Special Fibers some of Glass which triggered all electronic devices worldwide in the monitoring system. No one was aloud to have plastic, glass or any reflective Item of their own. Objects of any sort, especially In this room were forbidden! these rooms were AI technical very important, and very sacred to society. I saw why. Before the system was to arrive at my chest and then complete its process by reading my pupils I dug immediately into my undergarment and reached for the Map so aesthetically I could have cried tears of joy that the system wasn't reading any of the movements it was like this map made me Invincible, This moment alone already gave me a taste of the freedom not felt in decades!. Trying to keep my composure but motivated I opened the map up! but just before I could do anything the system initiates, strapping me down slowly because I wasn't a criminal my straps were gentle but the mind control was still harsh I entered into a total Empire state of mind seeing the New World Blueprint was programing me serving the New World Blueprint was my ultimate purpose but then one of my Sensory neurons were still working so my brain knew instantly I still had a little map in my left hand. When I looked down at the map sending every motor command to my muscles I could will all my strength against the system. Instantly there was a glitc h and couldn't continue the process my vision, image ,reflection, appearance, through my soul. My eye gate were all that mattered to them as they used all of these things to win over Humanity an there trap to rule and addict us. It all made sense!. When natural things of humanistic behavior did not work in their favor through technology or media beliefs and reflections of life they started a war in our minds and hearts to where we believed that those things that made us human or gave us identity was Evil, EVIL, and that there way would look to be GOOD! but it wasn't just a deception as most would say then move on It was all a daily choice of what Life we were destined to choose, to evolve, to create, to change and then to reflect. The Drivinals chose to see not only good or evil but the TRUTH the Civil civilians want us to see a lie!. At first I didn't think it worked. I thought I was going through a mind stimulating test but I saw those words on that paper that map, The drawings. I was enamored and clear minded. It broke the hypnosis! and connected me back to my subconsciousness!

There wasn't much time it was now 8 AM. How was I going to get out of this locked room? It only opened when I was done my process. The system kept scanning but it was malfunctioning! My hand with the map then became overheated and free from the strap then my next hand free, I sat up to exit! but getting scared I cover my face using the map as a shield thinking I was about to be laser beamed to streads, but no! the whole EMMC Electromagnetic Monitoring Mind Control System shuts down and blows up opening all the doors!. I Run down the hall confident I can escape the city. Then keeping my cover I ignore my sisters Walking out the house. I noticed The whole area was under surveillance, drone soldiers, guards where on every corner. I walk past my guard in the streets. there's no way this will work, I wasn't going to get past the Crystal Civil City wall and to the Beaches for that matter. Fearing my death I stop. My house guard asks,What's your ultimate goal today? Are you getting ready to be a good Civil Civilian and build for the New World Blueprint? What's your ultimate goal today? He stands Armored trying to trigger my sedation of EMMC Electromagnetic Monitoring Mind Control he gets frustrated, In a matter of time he will be alerted on the systems malfunctioning that happened in the home knowing my sedation failed "Is everything alright ma'am"? Then going for it I rapidly grab his gun! As I run to the next block there's city sky rises! so do something crazy and I shoot!. Down comes The side walls of the Crystal City buildings in my neighborhood ricocheting tons of reflecting sharp glass to the ground!. Was this a dream? like, I couldn't believe I was doing this, the adrenaline rush after being in such a dark state for so long was unbearably Awesome!. As I instantly became an enemy on the run, I could feel the heat of bullets whizzing past my head, miraculously I was still alive and couldn't stop now.

Reaching down I grab a large piece of glass from one of the buildings and race back to the house. There my family was all in the yard worried. The buildings, the glass, as the neighborhood civilians scream in their right minds they feel the adrenaline rush also experiencing, real human emotion and feeling. I stopped and Walked up to my older sister who suffered the night before. I tell her,“look, you can see your own face now, look”, my friend yells, " No they will kill her" No don't! As Head Civil Civilian Guards were on their way to take me the time was 10 minutes till 9 AM. I told my sister to look at herself while hugging her. I put the piece of glass in her hands saying, you can see your face! she began to look, seeing her face fill with essence she wasn't the same. Now she was able to remember the last time she looked in the mirror as a child, Instantly her head didn't have a pressuring migraine anymore! She seemed to be in her right mind again. My other sisters begin to see their reflection. My parents and all the people and guards even begin to walk picking up pieces of glass seeing their reflection in fearful shock, but also in Amazement & relief and pure joy. As I spoke I told the people not a Lie but the truth we’ve all known for Quite some time.

This War has been over and it's time now to win the inner war, the war of what your life reflects in the world around you from the inside out!

Look around, we are all beautiful and unique, we're not the same! In the past those differences scared us and we made mistakes giving into an Evil that brought us down but we gotta get back up! and look around for opportunities to change, reflect, and grow!

One Civil Civilian mind control has to stop! the Head Society's aren't leading us the right way, they're wrong about a lot! Especially dividing and rejecting the Drivinals Enemy Civilians. I've been on other planets working diligently for "them all" Seeing what they've done is wrong, paving the pathway for us Humans to forget who we are, taking away our rights, wanting us to blame and turn on each other!. We willfully give our lives to them without even realizing it. They make riches off of us and these Wars! our health and happiness suffers and it's what they're best at. After they've used us making our fantasies, wildest dreams, wants and desires come to pass we pay them back by becoming enslaved in every way. We've built large cities and Space Stations and yet the truth hasn't been told. Their making plans to abandon You and I, as we grow ill of there Viruses an Nuclear strangling poisons, strangling us to death their telling other Planets an Nations it was due to Bad Climate Control Issues while collecting our dead bodys when they return, not for burial or our peaceful Death stones of Individual Identities, But for research purposes, Then labeling us as Hazardous Trash. They enjoy the fruit of "Our Labor" knowing who they are and their impact on history while we die "forgotten". We are better off dying on those Beautiful but Deadly Enemy Civilian Beaches, with one good day of happy memories, being in the right state of mind, being in tuned with our conscience, seeing who we really are, with our peace of mind and loved ones together. We can come together again and have memories and health, Growing from our Errors of the past if we don't bow to Civil Civilian rule. There's freedom in being yourself. It's the way it was meant to be. We are all similar, and should embrace our connection as Humans but we are all also very different and that is not Evil!. The EMMC Drones finally arrive to sedate everyone. I tell everyone to hurry and pick up a good piece of glass to hold on their faces looking not at the Drone but into their reflections. Drones begin to scan all the people in fear as the people wait they say,"this is crazy, we must honor the New World Blueprint! it wont work". Then all prevails as my older sister tells them in a bold voice, "No wait everyone, Everyone wait!'', As the Electromagnetic Monitoring Mind control Drone came closer, entering into a System error they began to Glitch! one by one hundreds begin flying away to reboot!. I couldn't even remember how long it's been since I've seen fireworks but the most amazing explosions of colors took place in broad daylight and throughout the nights and weeks as word got out to everyone even the Drvinals. The EMMC Drones continued to malfunction blowing up in mid air, people and Nations took action and worked on uniting without Civil Civilian Mind control Rule". Back in the moment of that day, we were all in shock from Victory. Most of us didn't know how to react but as we felt our faces, then felt our smiles we all felt a fire breathing shout from deep down come up through our nostrils and out our mouths, gazing at everyone around saying together,"Yes,Yes!

As I personally went to hold the large piece of glass making an image of my body I was anxious to look at myself, but not in a rush to see my face. This was a huge moment because now this war of almost 30 years was finally ending! I realized being free wasn't Evil as they told me, being free wasn't even seeing life through my own eyes, freedom was the reflection of everything I was from the inside out, not the outside in. What I did for others was a reflection, what I valued, the things that I set my mind to, what I've overcome, was all a reflection of who I was, it was my identity in the life that I wanted no matter the amounts of subtle attacks or lie's. No matter what I was about to finally see in that glass after 30 years, I pondered the words at 5 years old for so long that it shaped my entire being, to be brave for this very moment. I thanked my mother for her life giving words. Then As people walked up to me wanting answers I told myself, "looks like you're ready to rule the world". I never told anyone this but I've collected tears in a bowl just to see my face and there was nothing! now fearful that EMMC Electromagnetic Monitoring Mind control will still blur my vision looking in The Glass I saw my soul, I saw my destiny, I could see my reflection! wow! and I could see no tears only joy!. Holding the Map I knew I was given something more, Thinking of the Glassmen that made this powerful journey possible I'd hope to see him, one day again. Now Sharing the map with the people, I made a new memory reflecting the Holy Script on it, the words the drawings. The entire experience reshaped me not only for a moment of exterior apparel but for a lifetime of a destiny that's free and mirrors my inner soul.