In the 33 years I have been doing metaphysical work, I have experienced my entire belief system change numerous times to align with new data that has been downloaded into me. I sound like I'm a computer. Well, yes. I think we have all been operating on implanted software for eons, and it is our DNA. Some of it is for our benefit. Much of it is not. Let me elaborate with some background and a very strange path toward the truth.
For about the last 17 years metaphysical pursuits have consumed my life, and those years have also been living hell. The more conscious I have become, the worse things have gotten at the physical level. I have always believed that the whole concept of holistic healing is based on getting to the root of the problem, which of course, is at the metaphysical level, and it manifests its way into the physical realm.
So, after years and years of doing every form of healing work I was aware of along with reading voraciously and consuming as much knowledge and information that I possibly could, I started to wonder why nothing was shifting at the physical levels. Not only was my physical world not reflecting all the healing work I had done at the metaphysical levels, my situation grew steadily worse and worse.
In fact, I reached such desperation levels that I sought the help of people who were supposedly "experts" in the field, and got the most ignorant, insulting answers imaginable: that I wasn't being "loving enough" or "joyful enough," or "showing enough gratitude." I even had one psychologist, who was a "friend" tell me that what I needed was to become homeless. Seriously??? I truly hope that her words returned to haunt her. That attitude still prevails among many, and if you are a person who is really in psychic trouble and someone gives you an answer like that, kindly tell them to kiss your ass, then walk away, because that is NOT the answer you need. And the other attitude that many still cling to is that losing everything is good, because it is for a reason, or it will be replaced by something better suited for us, or, and this is one is the WORST: that "God" is testing us. I think that mindset is dying away, now that some of those high and mighty people that had the self-righteous nerve to tell us that all our hardships were for our own good, are suffering their own losses. Suffering on this planet was never in the plan. NEVER.
As I grew in spiritual maturity, I knew what to let go of, and I did, without trauma, because it was all like a shoe that no longer fit and became painful to wear. What was taken from me that I still wanted to keep was taken from an evil force. If you are suffering losses of what is valuable and precious, it is being taken from you by something very bad, and you need to become a warrior to protect what you love. Be honest with yourself, of course. If you are in an abusive relationship or surrounding yourself with things that are keeping you in the illusion, then all that needs to go. I suggest throwing out your TV for starters. But if you are with whom and what you love, then make a vow to never let it be taken from you. This will bring you courage and inspiration to find the truth, protect what you love, and make you a strong warrior.
Once I realized that so much of the New Age philosophy was nonsense, I did become a Shamanic Warrior, and then did I learn what was preventing me from manifesting into my physical world all that I had healed and created in the non-physical realms. This led me to reject most of what had become acceptable ascension guidelines. I began to concentrate on past life healing. It was like chipping away rock from a diamond, and I was suddenly able to perceive life on a whole new level, which continued to elevate very quickly. I started working on known issues in my life, seeing where they took me into the past, going back and correcting the issue, and seeing a change at the physical level. I found that if I went back and changed the outcome, my life in the present would shift, or at least my perception of an issue would change allowing the physical aspect to move in a different direction.
But as much work as I did, I knew there was stuff so hidden that I was unable to reach it, and I gradually figured out that the information I needed was being blocked by a force outside of me. I became extremely well versed in the Reptilian agenda in the present and I began to have flashbacks of the original invasion. I had a serious breakthrough several years ago, when I finally uncovered the circumstances of a curse put on me in Ancient Egypt, and discovered, through a very revealing dream, that the person that did it was someone I knew in this life. Wow. Another chunk of an obstacle had been removed.
And things had gotten a bit better at the physical level. I had (just) the basic necessities of life that I needed and was no longer terrorized by demonic forces, at least not as much. Don't get me wrong, my physical world was still hell but at least I was surviving. And I knew there was still something huge left undone, and I struggled to learn what it was. I began playing a little game with my computer. At the time, I was playing a lot of solitare. It was 2011, and I challenged myself and whatever was out there to guide me that when I finally hit the right track toward discovery of this missing link, that I would win a score of 11111. Now, what are the chances of that happening? I knew if it did, that it would not be coincidental.
I tried and tried to no avail, for months and months. Then a VERY strange thing happened. There is a person I know, an acquaintance that I really don't like or dislike—my feelings are very neutral toward him, yet for a couple years, I would dream of him several times a week. He didn't necessarily take part in the dream, he was just there in the background. And I want to add that is a person I really do not trust. Well, we happened to be having a conversation one day, and he showed me an injury from a childhood accident. It was a tiny scar, hardly even noticeable, but when I saw it, I got that feeling I always get when something triggers a past life memory, like I am spinning backwards into time, then I get queasy and shaky. I thought, "Oh, goodness, I need to work on this when I get home." So I did, but all I could get was an image of climbing very high, like on a mountain, then reaching what looked like a pool of water, but it was a pool of light, and I knew I had to jump in.
The next morning I got up, booted up my computer, clicked on my solitaire game and won the first time. And guess what my score was. . . I sat there for probably three minutes just staring at my screen with my jaw gaping. I knew whatever I hit upon was really important information. And even more interesting, the person mentioned above after this no longer appeared in my dreams, except maybe a few more times. During one of those times, he was sitting off in a corner, smiling smugly. I went up to him, and he said, "You said you could do it and you did." And I don't think he meant the solitaire score. I think he was referring to the huge thing I needed to do that I had not yet discovered.
For over a year, I agonized over the image of the pool of light. I had no idea what it meant. Meanwhile, I decided to put my website back online, but I didn't plan to learn to write HTML and CSS code. After struggling for months trying to get the browsers to display what I wanted using a Microsoft program, I caved in and bought a book to learn code. You can read my humorous story about that here. This was in December, 2012. I became obsessed by it. I found myself writing code in my sleep. Literally. It was getting scary.
In January, I fell extremely ill. That "flu" was going around, so I told everyone I had the flu, but there was something else going on, and I am still not sure, but I think I was being de-programmed. For two days I laid there, unable to stop my brain from repeating a tape loop of numbers. I thought I was losing my mind but I was too sick to even be afraid. It took me a couple weeks to recover, then a couple months to get my bearings back, so I did no more work with learning code in that time.
When April rolled around, I thought, "OK, LC, let's shit or get off the pot." I had about 90 pages of website sitting on my Word program, plus I was paying a web host, and I had no presentable site. So I set to work, and suddenly I found that I understood so much more than I thought I did, and I was writing page after page of code in no time at all. But something even stranger was happening: I was receiving messages through the code from something that was trying to help me understand what I needed to do in my life. Egad. . . I felt like I was running on a computer program, and became very aware of how a tiny error, such as a missing angle bracket could wipe out an entire web page. It gave me a feeling of seeing the nitty-gritty of what is controlling us—a peek beyond the veil of illusion. That "Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain" feeling. I also started to realize I could use code to create illusions on my website. I immersed myself in this for over a month, sometimes spending 18 hours a day at my computer. I learned so much about myself during this period and found that I was receiving answers by using computer analogy. Something was communicating with me.
Note I have always received "other world" information in very odd ways. Some people read tea leaves, but I see messages in clouds, on walls, in sticks that have fallen from trees. Not just occasionally, but all the time.
But it was when I installed an external hard drive for the purpose of backing up my website that I received a real revelation. The software program on it was corrupted, and soon had infiltrated my computer's hard drive, and began altering my data. I wish I had not installed the software and used the hard drive to manually store my pages, and now I was reluctant to uninstall the software because I didn't know the extent that it had corrupted my data. So I disabled it, and erased everything I had stored on the software. I knew this fiasco symbolized our human situation. We are being controlled by an ancient software program installed in us during the Reptilian Invasion, and it is so much a part of our hardware (DNA) that it cannot be safely removed without seriously compromising our operating system. So therein lies the dilemma to freeing ourselves from it.
I have been aware for a long time how humanity is being manipulated by the Controllers, but everything I was experiencing made me rethink my beliefs. And my conclusion is that the Reptilians, Archons, or whatever the trendy current name for them happens to be, are dead, and have been for eons. They were unable to accomplish their goal of harvesting our abilities to manifest and create, so they departed and died off, but not before downloading this software program into us, which they planned to use to control us. Instead, after all these centuries, the program has gone rogue—it is so corrupted and demented that it has a mind of its own. Originally developed to keep us from freeing ourselves, it is now out of control, like Agent Smith, creating the hellish nightmare we are experiencing on this planet.
Around the beginning of July, I knew that things had come to a head. I felt like I was ready to jump out of my skin, like something was squeezing me from the inside out. I remember sitting out on my lawn chair, meditating, once again returning to the meaning of that pool of light. I knew that had to be the key. Because it was the 11111. So I returned to it, and decided to jump in again. It turned out to be a vortex, my connection to this present reality and my original self, which had been frozen in time at the point of the invasion. It took me back home. And the vortex has been here all the time. Really. It is on my farm. About a decade ago another Shaman and I marked its exact location. It is just north of my tomato field. When standing on it or crossing over it, one's chakras begin to spin in the opposite direction. Then I understood why I am here on this particular place on the planet.
And I understood a lot more. For years, I have had nightmares about my farm being invaded. In my dream, I would go outside to find hundreds of houses crowded onto my property. And so much here looks like it has been the center of an invisible battle. When I was growing up, farming was so easy, but the last decade has been one struggle after another. Everything looks decrepit despite all the work I have done. I have been reliving the invasion for probably every past life but this lifetime is the one in which I finally have the tools to undo it. For those of you who have ever watched Ghost Whisperer, if you recall, every time Melinda was getting messages from a ghost, it would manifest in her physical world in some way, sometimes pretty awful. That's what has happened here, no matter what I did, I would awaken to find my efforts undone, destroyed, decayed, desecrated, or in some way ruined almost immediately upon completion. It was uncanny. I learned quickly that a metaphysical solution would be the only solution. And this article is a record of that journey. It has been way too long and arduous.
So, to conclude, this is what happened when I found myself back in time at the point of my original incarnation, and at the point at the original Reptilian Invasion. I knew two things: 1) I knew ahead of time that the Invasion was about to happen, and 2) I knew that back then I (and all of the "humans" that existed at the time) had a great gift of manifestation and were able to create their physical world. (See my former article This Money Thing: Stop Whining About It.) So, to prevent the tragedy from happening in the first place, we, myself and the original beings, split off into another dimension, or parallel reality, at least, which was invisible to the Reptilians. In this reality, the Invasion never happened.
Before you assume that this scenario is too far-fetched, consider this: Many people, myself included, believe in the theory that each choice we make splits off into a different reality, therefore all possibilities are being played out in zillions of different realities. The Universe is infinite, remember. And so it is only a matter of getting your consciousness on board with the reality you choose. In the end, it's all about consciousness—that is really all there is and our physical reality is only a projection of our consciousness. Now, I am just waiting for the timelines to adjust, that is, for the split to move into this reality that we are experiencing currently. We will no longer be controlled by Reptilian factors, because they never will have existed. And many do believe that a split is occurring now. To me, it is inevitable.
Keeping all this in mind, there is one more passing thought that I have toyed with quite a bit lately. I have never believed that death or reincarnation were meant to be part of life. It has been the hamster wheel from which none of us have been able to jump off. What if. . . just what if we are our original selves all along—alive and trapped, and we have sent incarnations of ourselves into the future to set us free again, over and over, yet up to this point without success. With each incarnation, we gained a little ground but that rogue software program in our genes always kept us in the blind. What if there are millions of current people who are incarnations of one original soul, multiplied with intent that at least one person would remember, and in the strength of unity, set ourselves free.
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