Forwarded from Free4all (Mary)
https://pilled.net/topic-detail/1229281
https://pilled.net/topic-detail/1229280
https://rumble.com/v6xq05o-what-we-should-have-learned.html
Tonight 6pm EST
History of the CIA part 9
I am continuing to unpack the conspirators of the JFK assassination. Tonight I will be linking Guy Banister, Clay Shaw, David Ferrie, Jack Ruby, Curtis Crafard and General Walker. This is a packed show tonight, please join me!
https://pilled.net/topic-detail/1229280
https://rumble.com/v6xq05o-what-we-should-have-learned.html
Tonight 6pm EST
History of the CIA part 9
I am continuing to unpack the conspirators of the JFK assassination. Tonight I will be linking Guy Banister, Clay Shaw, David Ferrie, Jack Ruby, Curtis Crafard and General Walker. This is a packed show tonight, please join me!
Pilled.net
What We Should Have Learned
History of the CIA part 9
I am continuing to unpack the conspirators of the JFK assassination. Tonight I will be linking Guy Banister, Clay Shaw, David Ferrie, Jack Ruby, Curtis Crafard and General Walker. This is a packed show tonight, please join me!
I am continuing to unpack the conspirators of the JFK assassination. Tonight I will be linking Guy Banister, Clay Shaw, David Ferrie, Jack Ruby, Curtis Crafard and General Walker. This is a packed show tonight, please join me!
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👆THAT is how you “protect” yourself.
Sheer, unbridled Faith in what you Know you are.
Can’t fake it tho. It’s gotta be from your Center. Your frequency is 100% pure Truth.
And if you don’t feel that yet, then keep working. Keep going inward. Keep asking the Universe for the Truth. It will come.
And whether it happens in an instant or over a long process of unveiling, once you Remember what you are, you’ll never not Know it again.
🔥TR
Sheer, unbridled Faith in what you Know you are.
Can’t fake it tho. It’s gotta be from your Center. Your frequency is 100% pure Truth.
And if you don’t feel that yet, then keep working. Keep going inward. Keep asking the Universe for the Truth. It will come.
And whether it happens in an instant or over a long process of unveiling, once you Remember what you are, you’ll never not Know it again.
🔥TR
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Forwarded from 💖 Ocean of Love ❤️
How to Kill Women With Your Words
No fists. No blood. Just language.
- Tell her she’s “too sensitive.”
- Call her boundaries “aggressive.”
- Say “I’m joking” after every emotional jab.
- Compliment her, then correct her.
- Ask for her truth, then punish her for speaking it.
- Say “you’re not wrong,” then follow with “but you are wrong at some point.”
- Call her silence “immature.”
- Call her voice “too much.”
- Call her pain “confusing.”
- Call her clarity “cold.”
- Tell her she’s wrong—not with facts, but with tone.
- Say you want to help her, then try to reshape her beliefs.
- Say you’re listening, but only respond to defend yourself.
Do it slowly.
Do it kindly.
Do it with a smile.
And watch her question her own reflection.
Until one day,
she disappears—
not with a bang,
but with a whisper that says:
“Maybe I was the problem all along.”
No fists. No blood. Just language.
- Tell her she’s “too sensitive.”
- Call her boundaries “aggressive.”
- Say “I’m joking” after every emotional jab.
- Compliment her, then correct her.
- Ask for her truth, then punish her for speaking it.
- Say “you’re not wrong,” then follow with “but you are wrong at some point.”
- Call her silence “immature.”
- Call her voice “too much.”
- Call her pain “confusing.”
- Call her clarity “cold.”
- Tell her she’s wrong—not with facts, but with tone.
- Say you want to help her, then try to reshape her beliefs.
- Say you’re listening, but only respond to defend yourself.
Do it slowly.
Do it kindly.
Do it with a smile.
And watch her question her own reflection.
Until one day,
she disappears—
not with a bang,
but with a whisper that says:
“Maybe I was the problem all along.”
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GM! Hope everyone is faring ok with all the old sludge being dragged up and out in these energies!
We’ve got a purging pattern going on for the past day or so and in my world that has looked like some pretty major revelations coming through. They came via triggers and emotional upheavals though, so not exactly pretty.
But very necessary.
Schumann Resonance as of 0700 hrs PT / 1000 ET / 1400 UTC
We’ve got a purging pattern going on for the past day or so and in my world that has looked like some pretty major revelations coming through. They came via triggers and emotional upheavals though, so not exactly pretty.
But very necessary.
Schumann Resonance as of 0700 hrs PT / 1000 ET / 1400 UTC
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Forwarded from 💖 Ocean of Love ❤️
🫀 The Emotional Marathon: What I Felt After the Hard Conversation
Some conversations don’t just pass through me—they move through me like storms. They stir up memory, meaning, wounds, and boundaries. They leave me tender, raw, sometimes proud, sometimes aching. I often call these “hard conversations.” But they’re more than that. They’re emotional marathons—and like any true endurance event, I rarely come out the same on the other side.
🌀 Before: Anticipation and Armor
It starts before a single word is spoken. The tension of knowing I need to say something hard—or hear something hard—puts my entire system on edge. I rehearse my truths, doubt my feelings, wonder if I’m being too sensitive or too loud or too quiet.
Sometimes I’m preparing to speak up. Sometimes I’m bracing to be misunderstood. But either way, I know I’m putting parts of my emotional self on the line.
That’s the first leg of the marathon: carrying the weight of my truth before it’s even said.
🗣 The Middle: When Words Finally Land
In the moment itself, time can warp. My throat might tighten. My thoughts jumble. Or I might find unexpected clarity and strength.
Sometimes I speak clearly and calmly—and sometimes I feel my voice shake. Maybe I’m met with understanding, and something in me breathes again. Or maybe I’m met with defensiveness or silence, and that silence cuts deeper than any word.
Regardless of the outcome, the moment is charged. I’m not just speaking—I’m offering my voice into a shared space and hoping it will be received with respect.
💥 The Aftermath: What Lingers in the Silence
And then comes the silence. The moment after. The wave I didn’t see coming.
I might feel:
Exhausted — like I just sprinted through rain carrying too much emotion
Heavy — tired, not from lack of sleep, but from emotional weight
Relieved — for finally saying what had built up inside
Lonely — if the conversation revealed a real disconnection
Confused — because even clarity can sting
Proud — for standing tall in my truth, even when it wasn’t easy
The hardest part often comes after—the moment I realize someone may never validate what I said. Or that speaking up may have changed everything. In those moments, I reach for my self-trust like an anchor.
🌿 Healing: What I Know Now
If my voice wasn’t heard—I grieve that. I let myself feel the ache without pretending it didn’t matter.
If my voice was heard—I honor that too. Because something sacred happened: I stood in my truth.
The weight of it still lingers in my body sometimes, even when the words are done. So I move gently. I let myself rest. I listen inward. I give myself the compassion I had hoped others would offer.
I thank myself for showing up with courage. I don’t need closure from them. I am the closure. I am the healing.
Some conversations don’t just pass through me—they move through me like storms. They stir up memory, meaning, wounds, and boundaries. They leave me tender, raw, sometimes proud, sometimes aching. I often call these “hard conversations.” But they’re more than that. They’re emotional marathons—and like any true endurance event, I rarely come out the same on the other side.
🌀 Before: Anticipation and Armor
It starts before a single word is spoken. The tension of knowing I need to say something hard—or hear something hard—puts my entire system on edge. I rehearse my truths, doubt my feelings, wonder if I’m being too sensitive or too loud or too quiet.
Sometimes I’m preparing to speak up. Sometimes I’m bracing to be misunderstood. But either way, I know I’m putting parts of my emotional self on the line.
That’s the first leg of the marathon: carrying the weight of my truth before it’s even said.
🗣 The Middle: When Words Finally Land
In the moment itself, time can warp. My throat might tighten. My thoughts jumble. Or I might find unexpected clarity and strength.
Sometimes I speak clearly and calmly—and sometimes I feel my voice shake. Maybe I’m met with understanding, and something in me breathes again. Or maybe I’m met with defensiveness or silence, and that silence cuts deeper than any word.
Regardless of the outcome, the moment is charged. I’m not just speaking—I’m offering my voice into a shared space and hoping it will be received with respect.
💥 The Aftermath: What Lingers in the Silence
And then comes the silence. The moment after. The wave I didn’t see coming.
I might feel:
Exhausted — like I just sprinted through rain carrying too much emotion
Heavy — tired, not from lack of sleep, but from emotional weight
Relieved — for finally saying what had built up inside
Lonely — if the conversation revealed a real disconnection
Confused — because even clarity can sting
Proud — for standing tall in my truth, even when it wasn’t easy
The hardest part often comes after—the moment I realize someone may never validate what I said. Or that speaking up may have changed everything. In those moments, I reach for my self-trust like an anchor.
🌿 Healing: What I Know Now
If my voice wasn’t heard—I grieve that. I let myself feel the ache without pretending it didn’t matter.
If my voice was heard—I honor that too. Because something sacred happened: I stood in my truth.
The weight of it still lingers in my body sometimes, even when the words are done. So I move gently. I let myself rest. I listen inward. I give myself the compassion I had hoped others would offer.
I thank myself for showing up with courage. I don’t need closure from them. I am the closure. I am the healing.
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