The Free Radical

As the Ancestors are still held within the remains of a crude frequency fence, bold moves among current embodiments set the stage for unprecedented freedom…

(Toccata and Fugue excerpt– Toccata only– by J.S. Bach performed by the Philadelphia Orchestra, conducted by Eugene Ormandy)

I was happily pigging out at my favourite raspberry patch, occasionally swatting at mosquitos, when the unmistakable sensation of fangs sinking into flesh immediately brought my attention to my calf– right above the ankle. It was just a horsefly, but my hurried response failed to properly squish him, so he began circling me in order to make another attempt.

Okay, we’ve danced this dance a thousand times before. I’ll wait for you to land again… and this time I won’t miss. But lo and behold, he didn’t have the chance to land on me again. Instead, I watched him fly right into a spider’s web craftily strung among the raspberry bushes! He struggled and buzzed a moment, but could not free himself.

As I dug out my camera to document his predicament, Spider moved in to secure the bounty.

“The cleanup of the astral planes has begun in earnest,” said Spider. “The archon incursion is being rapidly extruded as we speak.”

Nice!

“Who are the archons (ankle-biters)?” you may ask. They’re the ones who know exactly how to push our buttons internally. Energetically, they require us to be in a near constant state of turmoil in order to syphon off our unwanted anger, frustration and fear. They are psychic parasites, exposed in the gnostic tradition. They have been with us for a very long time. The beta structure of our waking minds is an archontic intrusion. They overlaid their own predatory mind structure upon all earthly human consciousness. We’ve been operating from this foreign installation ever since– misconstruing our own true nature within minds that are truly not our own.

Insidious!

“As the empire lies exposed and vulnerable in so many places of its own undoing,” continued Spider, “it is finally safe for the White Hats to begin cleaning up this millennial mess. Between Earth and Sun– Sophia and Sabaoth– the intruders are being squeezed out like the puss from a festering zit.

“Imagine that you have been like children in a playground, and your ‘supervisors’ have done everything to pit each of you against each other, whispering lies and provocations at every opportunity. You’ve had little chance to grow up.

“Your maturation now shall be swift and in profound contrast to your troubled childhood. True learning may now begin!”