Journeys make more sense when what a person is leaving behind (or escaping) emerges in the tale. This is that part of the story.

It is not clear who, what, or why my childhood was as it was. People ask: How can there be a God (who is benevolent) allow such things? My question is rather, “Why does anyone suppose we are entitled to anything? Ever?”

It’s possible what we view as good is subjective. Like, when I observed the unhealthy media addiction in young people. They seem hypnotized by flashing lights and endless stream of mindless muck. It’s like Hollywood only a thousand times worse in toxicity, in my opinion.

How can one think? Thinking is no longer necessary! The ‘World Controllers’ have had us on track to be obedient, global consumers since my lifetime, that’s for sure.

Human beings no longer need to live lives of meaning, purpose, or pursue ideals. They just need to obey their consciousness streams that have been carefully planned for their subjugation.

I had a dream we all lived at a Mall. There was no nature visible anymore but the sky. It was pale as Death.

In the tightly controlled New World Order, our minds were all that were necessary. It was subjugation and control with the promise of endless distraction.

In the Mall, people went from one media experience to the next, like they were shopping. No families, food, or fun parties. Just Zombies fulfilling their media addiction.

It is similar to my childhood watching T.V. A whole reality was downloaded into my being and made me scattered, disillusioned, confused. What else can we expect but Chaos, when things like television becomes the heart of a culture??

My dark past may be the work of a cold, unfeeling God Who really is not benevolent at all. Or, it could be work of another Being who knew one day, I would carefully expose the canopy of lies that has governed us for decades- destroying the earth and human beings in it. 🤔

This Being seems hell-bent on destroying everything else. Why would I be exempt from its plans?

All the beauty and goodness I’ve experienced has a purpose. It’s for my well-being and pleasure. The earth, the sky, growing things. This Being clearly loves me.

The Other must be responsible for destroying the earth and people in it. Hate seems to be its sole motivation.

It doesn’t make sense that One God is responsible for both peace and chaos; lies and truth; well-being and oppression. There must be two Beings with two opposing natures. And, they are at war.

One is subjugating human beings with fear, chaos and distraction. My Being is liberating us with truth, love and peace.

Is it an act of Love to allow me to live in a dark underworld for a time (my childhood) experiencing all things human beings experience– like pain, confusion, rejection, and terror? If it means I could save some from that darkness, I am glad I did.

My Being, the One I mention in my Chronicles, clearly is able to turn darkness into light. Restore things that are broken. Can communicate in darkness and pain or in beauty and light.

The universe speaks! It’s speaking now. I hear it roaring.