SHAMAN LOVE

Mara

Bienvenue. Merci. Thank you. Feliz. Astrodienst.

Who cares about my happiness? No one. Unless, in this current universe someone finds the chance of encountering someone from another galaxy who can care about his opinions. Some one. Would the earth be flabbergasted if someone from this earth became a rayonnant being? I doubt so, we’d need multiple rayonnant being. To show the example. Lots of talks about earth’s ascension upon the galactic system. I think it’s a lot of very relevant things. Let’s foresee, what is happening. With the help of guides from other galaxies (other universes, dimensions and so on). We will try channeling our ancestors and other guides. Extra-galactic. Let’s hope it’s enough. Let’s center ourselves around a messages of hope and happiness.

Point 1. Beginning of the channeling.

The beings of the universe welcome you in happiness and bliss in formidably cocreating this new bodcast analogy in your realm. From realm to realm, from construct to construct. D. J. Wright. Term appropriated, although centient as fuck. We go back to it. There will be no conguration of evil in here. I am hungry. Don’t eat for two hours. Better fast than done. Here is how it will go.

You will write 1 hour of language every day procluding to the sentience of the universe. And you will make no money out of it. Money is desintegrated. Of course. You need a bit. But to want some is illustrious. We love you. You write exactly what we want. It’ll look good in a century. In two centuries. Listen, you are great. You have to make research and examplar of your being. Live for it. I wanna astro travel. Die in a hospital. Resurect. Write more. Peace be on to thi thy brothers. Listen, sisters, mother and father are from another galaxy. We are all different. I speak, metaphorically. Evidently, this will be understood by all. Paid domain to come. I am an apprentice webmaster, gaming websites, dating websites, military websites, etc. I wanna make money. No. Listen, all is given. The system is changing. Capital X is watching. This is the matrix. The low 3D world. Height and width. Bees and nutella. We are all watching upon you and everyone. The spirits are watching saintly upon your images. Don’t cut your nails. Keep an inch long. Like you have. Easy typing.

Easy typing. Let’s start again where we are watching. The life of the earth is going well. I am a servant of the system. The good system. The system of light and magic. Illusion and finances. Praise be the system. The system is pure, in what it was made by humans. You understand? Voliciferious creatures. Abled creatures. Specie of great amnesia. Graham Hancock. Read his books. Great fiction. The analgogie of gods. The gods or the wines. The gods of the preclusionicitions. Indeed. Sarhanrap. God.

The text chosen for this demystification of the lords, is about to happen. Love you all. Here is to suicide and dope. Don’t do it. You’ll be ill about to do anything able about this world. Dr’s opinion. Deeprak Chopra. Oprah. Etc. The guys of the good, fighting for the system. Education, malversations. Etc. Don’t do it. Self educate yourself where you can and illusionised yourself when you can. No arrestation. Only knowledge and imagery. Careful. Imagery. We see. The guides are happy. No attentat, no love, no bliss. Forget emotions.

The heart chakra. Inciant mystics of india were very foretold about this chakra, they said it was magical. You have to open your mind to let go of emotions of the past that do not serve you in the past. Like grief, attachment. Sage wisdom. Let’s listen to it. There’ll be a great bliss on the earth tomorrow. You’ll wake up. If you sleep a bit tomorrow. And see the great skies and birds loving around. May that be your sign to acccentuate yourself to greater heights. Alleluia.

Where do you wanna go?