ANGER vs JOY
I was angry, all my life. I was angry at everything that wasn't fair.
I was the original victim for more reasons than I could list off here. Indigos will know why. Our lives are targeted 10-100x more than humans'. That's just the nature of the mission. But Indigo or human, the easiest thing anyone can do is play the victim in their mind because it could *always be better, and we know it.
The most valuable lesson I ever learn across 67 years of my journey was when I was at the safe house with the keeper and crew for 2 years in the late 2010s. [For more about the keeper, see my article: 👉RESCUE OF THE KEEPER OF TARA EARTH]
It was beyond brutal there, some day I will tell the whole story. But in a nutshell, I lived in my car all winter while the crew were in the safe house that we sort of restored out of a condemned place that literally had feces on the walls, broken out windows, no heat or cooling. It was bad beyond anything you can imagine sleeping in.
No, I didn't live inside the safe house, that was 'sacred ground', and I am dead serious about that. I was reminded on a constant basis about this strange reality. I didn't understand it, as I had been the main one who restored it enough to become even partially livable myself, so I won't expect anyone reading this to, either.
On top of that, the area was pure hell. The keeper told me it was 'the most hostile environment' they'd ever seen after being here for 560 million years to give you an idea. Every plant and tree was covered in thorns. Some stronger than steel and 3 inches long. The winds in spring were 50 mph sustained for months, it got down into the teens and single digits in the winter and 120 degrees was average in the summer. It wasn't bad, it was a living nightmare.
When we arrived (see RESCUE mentioned above) we didn't even have any money for gas and coasted into town on fumes. Literally empty. Not enough money to eat at the dollar store broke, with no credit cards. For all intent and purposes, we didn't even exist.
And the crew never complained about anything.
Months went by as I weathered by far the worst days of my entire life and I finally asked why they were so happy all the time.
The answer was no matter what, it could be worse. And if so, then today is a good day. If you wake up alive, the only direction is forever forward. Find the best stones to step across the stream and keep moving toward a better tomorrow. Dwelling on what isn't only chains you to misery and depression. No one wins a war that way.
Like I said, I was angry since I was a very young child. About everything. Nothing was good enough. Nothing was 'right', as in there was no one rigging the system to make it suck more than it had to. They were rigging everything, and I knew it. So I was mad, sad, depressed, maudlin all the time. Even on vacation, the 5 star hotel didn't have good enough continental breakfast or fast enough room service; you name it, I could find a way to complain about it.
Let me tell you right now that every day I am not sleeping in a car where my feet and hands were frozen all night long for 7 months straight with ice and snow on the ground, I am overjoyed. If I have a loaf of bread from the food bank, I am overjoyed. A dented can of beans thrown out and handed out to the homeless, I am overjoyed.
You are torturing yourself by always saying it could be better. For no reason. It is *already better, you just don't know what hell really looks like. And if you have a shirt on your back and shoes on your feet, you're not there.
But you absolutely could be.
All you have to do is lock yourself out of your home for 1 month with all your credit cards and checks inside and forget you have anyone in the entire world you can call for help to find out. Now live in your car or in a bus station bathroom stall for 30 days. But likely you will never do that, because, well, its absolute survival and true living hell.
I was wealthy. My home was a multi million dollar mansion with an unobstructable view of the Pacific ocean that alone was appraised at 1 million dollars. My car was $80k Cadillac XLR convertible that looked like a futuristic transformer when I put the top down. My lawn mower was an $8k ($16k in today’s dollars) pneumatic ‘zero-turn’ that could have been an entire business by itself caring for landscapes. So when I moved into a $700 car that had a problem recharging the battery at the start of winter in god-forsaken lands that tried to kill me every single day a dozen different ways, I learned the true difference between being entitled and being grateful.
Anytime you feel yourself getting mad about anything, I mean anything, just remember you are not in a wheelchair right now like my dad lived his whole life because the Air Force used him as a lab rat without ever informing him that was their intention. Remember you have two feet and two hands and teeth in your mouth, because I guarantee you there are millions of people who can't say the same. And a lot of them don't have even 1 pair of shoes or clean water to drink.
Americans and many other nationals have never witnessed how 90% of the world actually lives, with dirt floors, will never own a bed in their entire life or never even ride in a car from birth to death, much less own one. Ever. Just pull up India or Afghanistan on your browser and take a look.
Since I became grateful and refused to be angry, my life is better now than when I was on top of the world in that mansion. Even though I live in a 93 yr old garage with slanting concrete floors that is no better than the hovel the safe house was with the keeper and crew. There isn't one thing in this place that's not broken, worn out or simply trash. Imagine beings that could be strolling the streets of Cyprus or Paris (using no mechanical means of transportation) in seconds anytime they choose, living in the worst squalor there is and you are angry because your newspaper got wet on the lawn again.
The beings I was with were gods and legends in different eras in ancient times. You've read about them. And that was their reality. So if you think just because you can do things no one else alive can, that's going to assure you live in 'perfection' at all times, think again. The more you have, the worse the world hates you, and it won't matter what your situation is. Envy and greed exist and they both scale. They either want what you have, or don't want you having it at all.
What that means is, the more you have, the more it costs, exponentially. At one time I thought if I lived in a marble-lined gleaming palace my life would be perfect. Until I got that palace, invited friends over for a get-together and it left them shattered and no longer interested in being friends with me. I thought they would be happy for me, given I was raised poor and was self-educated and self-made on my own, but it doesn't work like that. The more you have, the worse they look to their spouse, friends and family.
So when you think you will finally be free of reasons to be angry is the time your life gets harder and uglier than the truly happy times you had living in that trailer park under those shade trees, but surrounded by people who easily laughed and were always dropping by. So whether you make minimum wage and are pushing your car to the repair shop all the time, or you win the lotto in life & rolling in money, you will have just as many reasons to choose between being happy, intrinsically, or playing the victim card.
Anger kills not only your body from adrenaline that destroys your artery walls making them brittle and crack, but it removes all the joy you're missing in the meantime by your simply not 'feeling like' smiling today. Not only will you live a shorter life choosing to be pissed off, but you will miss 100 things a day that would have otherwise made you smile or chuckle to yourself. Rich or poor, I promise I choose laughter before I choose perfection now.
Where we are going is not even within the capacity of the artificially dumbed-down mind of modern humans to understand or even imagine. That should be your only focus. What your neighbor's dog or the crooked fat cats are doing is what they're doing. Let them follow their own paths while you envision a reality that is in every way utterly disconnected from this 3D construct based on every lie ever dreamed up. [For more about where we are headed to next, see my article: 👉THE WORLD TOMORROW]
Separation is the *only goal now; and the fact that you are living in the final moments of the final ascension window that will ever open within the Gaia time matrix for all eternity should make you incurably happy.
Let them spray their own skies with poison that will kill their own families, but remind them they're making a mistake. Being in the world but not of the world shouldn't be something you have to remind yourself to mentally focus on; it should be every thought you have.
Being OF the world means you have expectations from those around you, opening yourself up to every heart break imaginable.
Being merely IN this world for the time being while preparing to establish a real paradise once the separation is finally over while not expecting anyone to live up to your expectations is a completely different breed of cat.
I no longer base my joy on other people's actions. I envision them choosing the right path, but it is now very easy for me to immediately forgive them when they fail, because I know they're living in the worst psyop in written history and even good people break.
Bad times are the essential ingredient to existence; without it you would never recognize what good times look like. The ‘satans’ of the world make the world worth living in, just like villains you root against make movies worth watching. Without struggle and overcoming the odds, elements and foes, you wouldn’t even bother to come into manifestation anymore because it would just be boring and expected.
If you don’t think so, just take a look at MOUSE UTOPIA experiments that have been conducted now around the world countless times where every single time when they place rats into an absolutely perfect, luxurious environment, the entire colony immediately dies. They simply stop reproducing because there’s nothing to struggle for anymore. 👉Universe 25 Mouse Experiments https://youtube.com/watch?v=sYjwbGeR7wU
That experiment of providing a utopian world for people was obviously also undertaken, where brand new apartments were built on a country club golf course greens in the most upscale area of a big city. The underprivileged black community were offered lovely homes, streamlined opportunities and an idyllic way of life. Within 5 years, the brand-new townhouses had been reduced to ghetto-graffiti everywhere, broken doors hanging off hinges, holes in walls, and prostitution & drugs running rampant to the point the entire subdivision had to be bull-dozed over and the humanitarian project simply abandoned.
Not because blacks are any different than people of any other color of skin, but because they had no reason to struggle anymore. The lack of obstacles for their survival left them nothing to hope for ever getting better. THIS was as good as it was EVER going to get.
How much better can things get? You don’t even have an idea, since you’ve never seen ‘absolute paradise’ before. So your mind fantasizes, blowing things into realms of astonishment and wonder that could be your world if you just pick yourself up by the bootstraps today and face the cold morning air again to go to work. It is the struggle itself that is the paradise, but until you’ve actually been there to find out that paradise is filled with its own totally unique downsides, like a mansion with many water heaters and toilets and sinks to keep in good repair, an acre of lawn to mow, 5 or 6 dozen trees to groom. Yes, it was top tier, but at what absolute enslavement cost?
I explain this so you can realize that when you get a flat tire at night in the rain, rejoice instead of getting angry, because you just learned a lesson that will make your tomorrow better than this day was. Now you know how to prepare more thoughtfully.
The most valuable things in life are lessons, because they beget wisdom. When you spill milk, rather than curse, smile because you just learned how to pay more attention to the little things. Joy is a mindset and a fantastically higher level of awareness.
When people make poor choices, forgive them, as they know not what they do. Love them anyway, even if you no longer choose to hang around them anymore.
Where they are now is where you have been. And where you are now, all the beings in the 5th dimension had to live through as well. It is a learning experience being in manifest form, and by the time you move higher, you will know that if you are ever going to blame anyone for anything, it will only be yourself, because other people don’t put your pants on for you in the morning. You do. And only you can make for yourself a better life. That starts by being grateful for each lesson you are fortunate enough to learn and survive through.
Always remember to smile. They're free, so spread that shit around. 😊
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