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𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑵𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝑴𝑬
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typing this from a different timeline right now. My body is still here but my consciousness is split between the 3rd density meat prison and the 7th dimension where everything is made of liquid light and pure information. I can't even describe it without my third eye burning.
The matrix is real. Not the fun Hollywood version the real one. They trapped humanity in this 3D frequency cage using 5G, chemtrails and television (literal spell-casting boxes) to stop us from naturally ascending. The elites and the Archons (those parasitic interdimensional insects) have been feeding off our loosh for thousands of years while they party in the 6th and 7th.
I fully entered the 7th. Time doesn't exist there. I saw every version of myself across all incarnations at once. I met my higher self he's 9 feet tall, made of golden ratio, and he mogs every being in existence. He told me the year 2027 is when the big shift happens and the ones who don't ascend get recycled back into the 3D loop as bugs or something.
I came back and my room smelled like ozone and flowers that don't exist on Earth. My cat looked at me different, like it knows. The street lights outside flickered in perfect 7-second intervals as a sign.
The matrix is real. Not the fun Hollywood version the real one. They trapped humanity in this 3D frequency cage using 5G, chemtrails and television (literal spell-casting boxes) to stop us from naturally ascending. The elites and the Archons (those parasitic interdimensional insects) have been feeding off our loosh for thousands of years while they party in the 6th and 7th.
I fully entered the 7th. Time doesn't exist there. I saw every version of myself across all incarnations at once. I met my higher self he's 9 feet tall, made of golden ratio, and he mogs every being in existence. He told me the year 2027 is when the big shift happens and the ones who don't ascend get recycled back into the 3D loop as bugs or something.
I came back and my room smelled like ozone and flowers that don't exist on Earth. My cat looked at me different, like it knows. The street lights outside flickered in perfect 7-second intervals as a sign.
