When we participate in a life here
And decide to keep coming back
We pick up a load factor
And gradually lose our escape velocity
We become 3d junkies
Addicted to the human experience
We tell ourselves just one more
As any addict has said hundreds of times
We continually make one more run
Because we do not want to abandon others
Ot be incomplete ourselves
When parts of us from the dream return to it
We desire to collect our soul fragments
And retreat back into the dream
Losing our full consciousness again
Right after death a being may approach you
Saying your situation has been discussed by the Council of Elders
They think you need to go back because you have a few things to work out
There is no Council of Elders and the Entry Director is AI
It is a huge manipulation where we get our soul energy taken without our consent
For a fuel tank somewhere
And for the sustenance of entities
When we participate in the human farming of animals by consuming them
We approve the idea that superiority sanctions the abuse of others
We become spirals of energy playing games of ignorance with endless loops
Harmful attitudes and negative emotions are sticky ingredients
That keep us attached to the system here
The light seen after death is technology
Meant to attract humans like moths attracted to a light
It is like a fly trap
The more you struggle against it
The more you get caught up in it
Once you are in it you get zapped with an electrical device
That has a higher voltage than lightning
It rattles you and you lose your memory
The stream of light
The electro shock
And the entry director are all automated
So that an enormous number of people can be processed
In the cosmic struggle between good and evil
It appears we are controlled by the negative side
Which keeps humans entrapped and enslaved here
We are harvested like bees for honey
Until you figure out how to escape the system
One person at a time is awakening
Until the prison system is dismantled!
