Well the last year or so did not result in the kind of travels I had planned for me and my little converted Nissan Cube, I lovingly named Sugar. A couple of posts back I shared the impulse to build a camper-car and hit the road less traveled in a more literal way. Then,....well, the world went insane. Locked down, we were all manipulated into a society literally plagued with....FEAR! As I watched with amazement the whole world shut down and bought into a plan that had, (unbeknownst to most) been in place for decades, I marveled at just how easily it was pulled off. I won't go into all the how's and why's of the 'plan-demic' here. At this point one either understands that there are elite agendas driving this reality or they don't and, in my opinion, it is no ones place to try and convince anyone either one way or the other. Ya either are curious enough to dig for reason or you are programmed enough to comply with whatever comes down the pike. This is where the title of this post moves into a bit of explanation. Instead of hitting the road as planned, my personal inroads became four lane highways! The personal 'bubble' I had always lived in, unlike the larger collective bubble that I was attached to, truly became a world unto itself. Much like those connecting soap bubbles we blew as kids, the larger, dominate collective reality bubble and my smaller personal attached bubble shifted and changed to such a degree that my little reality bubble seemed to completely separate from the larger collective reality.
Now, almost a world unto myself, I could clearly see that I had never been in anyone's passenger seat! I'd been driving my own life all along! The reflection of a world so lost in the illusion of what was (and is) being presented as fact honestly magnifies those of us that have no relation to it what-so-ever. I haven't posted since the non-sense began. This was a conscious decision to not acknowledge or participate in the multitude of either/or scenarios being rolled out to divide and conquer the world population. After a fair bit of initially engaging, I unplugged from the very little social media I subscribed to and have never been more grateful to have long ago abandoned TV and mainstream media in general. As a result my life has been filled with joy and creativity and we've had more time with (awake) friends and family visiting than ever before! I've gone where I wanted, done what I've needed, never complied with the absurdity of mask-wearing (don't get me started) and I'm just posting this here to for posterity. The show isn't over, it's just beginning on many levels. We've yet to see the alien invasion rolled out, but it's coming! Trust me, it's coming! At least the direction they want to spin their whole 'alien' agenda is coming. It's not what you think, and it's been here forever. We've got a lot headed our way. A bit more of the shadow will have to raise it's head so it can be purged as we move from the hidden nature of the Piscean age into the Aquarian where all is revealed. Shock waves will be felt across the collective as this unfolds, but know that these are necessary. Take deep breaths, trust your gut over what you are told and be assured we are on the cusp of a magnificent world stolen from us by those that are on their way out!