“There will be no more delay! But in the days when the seventh angel is about to sound his trumpet, the mystery of God will be accomplished, just as he announced to his servants the prophets.”
In honor of Neptune’s slide into Pisces, I’m resurrecting this post, in true Piscean fashion, from the digital crypt. Penned back in 2008, it still feels pretty relevant today.
It’s been weighing on me for quite sometime, perhaps for most of my life and now, I must unburden the heavy weight that has been set upon me. I am a member of the conspiracy. Yes, it’s true. But it might not be the type of conspiracy you are familiar with. I never worked for an Israeli moving company, nor was I raised in after school sessions of The De Molay Society, which would later lead me into the realm of secret handshakes and associations by decree and degree. No, I have been secretly working my entire life, often even unknown to myself (that’s how secret it is) towards a free, open and loving society. I know what you’re thinking–this conspiracy is just a social phantom, an idealistic construct, a loose knit amalgamation of magic wishers and dreamers. As such, you don’t believe in conspiracies, but I can assure you, this one exists as I am a full fledged member.
I’m not sure when I was initiated as a young child, whether it was the senseless violence I witnessed each night on TV, shot in the jungles of Vietnam, or when I nearly had a seizure the first time I set foot in a church, or when I stood up to a schoolyard bully in defense of what we would later call, a “nerd.” But I can surely attest to the fact that most of my activities in my life have been in support of a free and open society.
Now, it is out in the open and I know that there are others out there, sleepers awakening to the potential of a world that has been living within us for most of our days, a world that chooses love over fear, transparency over secrecy, transformation over entropy, possibility over resignation and most importantly, freedom over the enslavement of sleep and compliance.
Now, that I have let the cat out of the bag, and you’re aware of my intentions, you’ll know me and others like me when we let you in our lane on the freeway, even when you don’t signal, open a door for you at the market, pay for your toll when you’re behind us at a bridge, refuse to buy any party line, even one that we thought that we were invited to, turn the news off when it comes on, begin to openly initiate community programs to draw people together, often with no political agenda, grow our own food, create our own media, forge our own technologies, dare to raise our children to think for themselves and focus on the type of world we want, not the one we’re being assigned.
We have found out, through intense introspection and contact with the inner planes that the reality which we inhabit exist. On this plane however, an elite minority have dreamt harder, had a more focused will and intention than we who were living and playing as if our welfare were being safeguarded by those in whom we had placed our public and ultimately our personal trust, only to be rudely awakened at some point with the cold, hard, reality that this hasn’t been the case for centuries.
We are firmly aware of this disparity which is why I and others like myself at this time are coming forward, brazenly announcing for the rest of the world to hear and take notice that we are in your midst and if you are reading this, there’s a good chance that you are one of us as well, even if you don’t know it yet.
Don’t worry, it’s okay and you’ll feel better when you simply surrender to the fact that you have a purpose and your purpose is happening right now.
Don’t fret if you don’t know what to do. One of us will no doubt contact you when you’re ready and you will know what action to take when your heart gently whispers to your mind, “yes, you can do it.”
You’ll soon find others like you, like me, like us and we will begin to openly practice love in action.
The result? A slow and subtle turn of the tide, a shifting of reality reflected in the collective miasma through revelations and truth that feed the hungry soul of a malnourished family, helping us gain and gather strength for the days to come.
Be brave, be bold and be ready.
We’ll be in touch.