The Free Radical

…and some of it will inevitably hit the fan!

With each passing day it is becoming harder and harder to deny that something big is shifting, something momentous is in the works. Intentions are real things, and as such, they are able to gather momentum unto themselves.

I have been echoing the drumbeat for mass arrests for about seven months now, providing summaries, links and opinions on this blog and on various Facebook pages. I was convinced early on of the correctness of ferreting out the criminal elements within our inequitable society to give humanity its first real opportunity to self-organize. The worst of the shit-disturbers must be removed if our lives collectively hunger for a more autonomous dignity than we’ve grown accustomed to.

The inertia of apathy and lethargy has been a formidable barrier to progress for a very long time. It appears now, however, that the inertial mass of humanity has finally been set in motion and is gathering momentum in a particular direction. That direction I believe is called “freedom.”

As a collective, we are tired of being bullied and coerced under the rubric of “leadership.” We are refusing to play the hapless victim’s role any longer, succumbing meekly to “unforeseeable market forces” or the excuses of “poor economies.” Instead, we’re starting to understand something very basic: we can do better than this. We have not been living out the best of our humanity. On the contrary, we have been mercilessly prodded and poked to provoke our worst reactions at every turn. No more!

For those of us who have been peering behind the scenes for some time now, we have all come to disagreement about something Ben Fulford said, or something David Wilcock wrote, or Drake’s latest broadcast… or Cobra, Bill Brockbrader, various channellers, etc. At times we have all taken issue with certain details among the varied messages, but what has been the net result so far?

Daily, new voices join our ranks calling out insistently for fundamental change. We have established open lines of communication where we can discuss our petty disagreements… but also our profound agreements. We are discovering anew our solidarity; most of us want many of the same things… and slowly, we are figuring out how we might achieve them.

If some of our current sources are less than honest in the information they are presenting and ultimately their plans and predictions come to naught, even this cannot be counted as our failure, for we will learn and move on… inexorably toward our nobler goals. The whole of it is knowing what we want. In getting there, mistakes are inevitable.

A failure is one who continually chooses to dwell upon his failings. Collectively, our forward progress surmounts our errors as thousands of vigilant eyes set upon a worthwhile goal, offering infinite course corrections as we move along. What has already been achieved far exceeds the efforts of even the most brilliant among us. If one goes astray, he may then confidently rejoin the collaborative force and inform us that “Oops, that wasn’t the way.” And we’ll try something else.

Ultimately, failure isn’t an option or even a possibility when we all embrace the dignity freedom affords.

The goal is reasonable and worthy of our best efforts… and every day a new voice speaks up to ask “What can I do to help?” This is far more encouraging than anything Drake or David or Cobra might tell us. Please recognize where the true magic resides; it’s in all of us, not just in our spokespersons and informants. It has always been about our willingness to participate in the creation of our collective future. Keep posting and reposting and sharing whatever resonates; put the message out there with everything you’ve got, and stop scrutinizing the messenger… for we are all the messengers, every last one of us. We are informing the future of how it will be… and we have every right to insist!

Shit happens… to angry monkeys who have decided that flinging poo is about as good as it gets. It’s only inevitable that some of it will hit the fans we’ve set up to try and cool them off. Don’t be overly concerned, and take Drake’s advice: buy a little extra toilet paper!