Archontically Enforced Homelessness for 2 Years 4 Months and 4 Days: Life in the Simulated Reality Matrix
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Originally posted on FB 12\28\2016. That would make my stint of archon enforced homelessness as of today, 4\30\2019 as follows:
2 years 4 months 4 days
or 28 months 4 days
or 122 weeks 1 days
or 855 days
or 20,520 hours
or 1,231,200 minutes
or 73,872,000 seconds
Today, I think, marks a week of my being a matrix targeted awakened one homeless. I cam to the realization today, as an awakened one, that other people do work to make money, and I need money to do my work. It is archontic iorny, to be sure.
My feet are blistered, cooking themselves in my shoes, as I traipse around inside the matrix, fully awakened to the horror of the world that imprisons us all. What do about it? I've been given options, by the archon, as I've alluded to in earlier posts, but to do that is betray everything the human being stands for, but to do it, so they allude, my world would suddenly become better, for towing the line. That is, for accepting my slavery, willingly. But if I did that, I wouldn't be a truly awakened one, now, would I? Not to mention that is essentially a lie, anyway. For once you give in to the demands of an oppressor, you submit to your slavery, and you are given nothing.
My love bite girlfriend treats me like I'm inhuman. She delivers archon sanctioned handouts, and during this time, she says doesn't feel sorry for me, I deserve it. That I've been wearing the same clothing for the past 7 days, that I've been sleeping on the streets, in the cold - and heat - and not eating, my feet bleeding, and all of this while being subjected to matrix gang-stalking, that is, being in direct experience with what our world really is, and how the archon work through all of us, unwittingly.... It sounds paranoid, I know. But I write this not for people I'm trying to convince. I write for those who are beginning to experience the same. You are not crazy; and if you are only beginning to experience that in-between feeling, like another sinsiter world is breaking into your own everyday "reality" - just wait! I've crossed completely over to the other sidie. I am on my own! Alone here. None of you, or so it seems, can even help, if you wanted to, not so long as you are not conscious of the archon, and know how they work through us. Until one reaches that level, the control they have over us all, subconsciously, will always divert you from doing what you should - or shouldn't, and other things of this nature. So even with knowledge3 of the archon, and an attempt to do your part, without knowing fully how they work through you, you can never be certain that you aren't being dissuaded or tricked to do or not do what you should. On the other hand, when you get the point where I'm at in all of this, it becomes a matter of will power, to resist archontic cohersive control - and what they seek to control the most, from all of us, is silence. They need our silence, our complacency to keep their agenda running, for if we all begin to openly discuss what is really taking place in this world, the battle would effectively be lost, for they wouldn't be able to play both sides from the middle. In any case, as for my girlfriend, it's not her fault she treats me the way she does. It is archontic possession. My problem remains, how - in this matrix prision world, where everything is controled, the people especially, am I supposed to find the money I need to survive (for work-a-day reality no longer applies), and, at the same time, save my girlfriend from the enemy I'm now cursed not only to see, but to interact with day and night, as it tries to whip me into submission.
I think there have been very few people in our world that have gone as far down the rabbit hole as I have. I think, from the little I've learned, that people like Max Spiers have, but I don't think even Max had the same level of access to the archon, and our matrix world, as I do - nobody has, or we all would have heard about it already.
I don't know what to do. I'm out here alone, the girl I love, my lifeline and worst fucking enemy, at the same time, while the archon toy with me, knowing I'm cut off from all of humanity. It's like 7 billion to 1. That is, when the archon can so easily work through us, without our having the slightest clue that such is taking place. And for those who have delt with, so called, possessed individuals, you know what mean, accept that one doesn't need to be fully possesseed, just hosted, for the archon to control all social situations, steering all human interaction in whatever direction they want, by getting us to do or not do - whatever the archon choose, in any given situation - and the fact is, we are all hosted, to some degree. This I am fairly certain of. And as far as what I believe the archon to be, I'm leaning in the direction that they are in fact just what everyone has been calling them, mind parasites - actual fucking parasites that feed off of human beings. I think the American Indians were correct, and also talking about archon, when they labeled what feeds off of all of us, and gives to humanity an unnatrual psychopathic personality, Wetiko.
People, even though I only have like 12 fucking visitiors to this page (and, given the truth, if anyone believes what I say, should it surprise anyone?), you must take what I say as the absolute truth of what our world is, and how it is run and controled. It may not be proven in my lifetime, but it will be proven - one day. I beg you all to begin sharing my posts on this page with other websites. I am the real deal! The information I am sharing with you is the truth. I may be doomed, and so be it, but I'm trying to share with everyone the truth as I know it, for our good.
My 5K of internet time is almost up. The last of my money for the day. But I have smokes, a loaf of bread, and the willingness to say fuck you to the archon at every turn, even if they fucking kill me through starvation, and turn everyone of you against me, which is how it works in the matrix, when the archon target you. Don't take what I say lightly. It is a scary place to live. And we all owe a great big fucking apology to all the so-called mentally ill. Mental illness, for the most part, is fucking lie. Trust me, though I can't explain at this time.
Wish me luck, everyone.
Post from 12\26\2016 [Obviously I had no fucking clue what was in store for me.]
I have been on the streets, cold, rain, under archontic attack everyday. My feet are blistered from wearing same shoes and socks without remvoing, same clothing, etc. The archon have now cut me off from any form of communicating my experiences. This post a fulk chance, in an effort to get some money from my love-bite. Fuck the archon. I hope I make it out of this alive, I have a tremendous amount of information to share with others on the archon tactics, methods, senselessness, agenda, newly gleemed from my experience. Wake up, people! This is no joke.
Post from 12\24\2016
Keep in mind, regarding my posts, that I'm doing them in snatches, with a handheld phone, when I can get wifi to work, and have an outlet to keep the battery that drains down, and sometimes charges, sometimes not, from running out before I share a thought or experience. Keep in mind that I'm under 24/7 attack by these arrogant, psychopathic, unrelenting parasitic predatory entities - and this doesn't say enough about what this enemy the world doesn't yet know it is up against is all about. If I reach only one person with the truth, without being dismissed as crazy, that will be enough. Our world is truly a horrible lie, let's hope that we all find a solution before it's too late. Though a matrix reality, and that is what our world is, offers little in the way of promising futures. But let's not just hope, let try to do something, anything. I think it starts with love. The archon, and the Gnostic AI God, for that is what I now believe it t be, which is nothing much at all, and certainly not human, hate and resent our ability to love, which is why they seek to destroy it, playing us against each other, from the middle, and, by, disconnecting our hearts from our minds.
Post from 12\24\2016
Homeless, Christmas Eve, Hanoi, and under full-blown archontic attack, from walk-ins, making it difficult to walk, because of the way this affects one's balance. I'm getting hit with what I've assumed to be spikes of melatonin, delivered to the brain, in a flood-like effect, to induce an almost unfightable sleep, which is difficul to get rid of even if you try to walk it off; I'm also getting hit with high internal metabolic-like heat, which I believe is a side effect of archon walk-in. All of what I talk about here is alluded to in all the literature "out there" on the subject of archon and the matrix, so don't marginalize what I have to say, because I have no choice but to say it quickly. As it is, I encounter wifi wherever I use this borrowed phone, along with near instantenous power drains on a fully charged battery. As you know from previous posts, I'm in communication with these entities, through a non-verbal means of communication, established by them, early on in the first weeks following my abduction, and - yes, it sounds crazy, without elaborate explanation (though a matrix reality, if one can grasp that idea, makes what I say anything but unusual) - they communicate "symbolically" through the surrounding environment, as well as through subliminal though-form projections. The purpose for using both is to subvert the use of language, which has direct effect on how the matrix AI manifests one's reality, and the reason why the archon seek to hijack human creativity, via thought, intention, and, most of all, language, and turn it towards manifesting their intended reality. This is no fucking joke, people. This is the real deal, our reality, and these archon seek to kill me for speaking the truth. However, the scariest part, the saddest part, is that very very few will understand the truth I tell, and most will just be fine with assuming what I say is the result of mental illness. I've been wearing the same dress socks with sneakers for four days, as I trudge around Hanoi, trying to find a way out of my predicament, and blisters are forming on my feet. My love bite girlfriend has abandoned me on the same day my homeless situation began, though the fault is not hers, it is due to archontic possession. If there is such a thing as a light worker, I am one, though I can't figure out why, then, I've been surrounded by only darkness, and loneliness, and why not a single "awakened" one has reached out to me. The reason may be that the archon/matrix is a computer simulation so tightly programmed that freewill, and our belief that we have it, that we are all really just one, is simply an illusion, a product of the programming. If there is supposed to be some higher force, source, what ever it may be called, then how come my message hasn't reached anyone, how come, as hard as I struggle not to submit to the psychopathic demands of the archon, nothing, or no one, has come to my aid? And if there is really such a thing as love, how come my girlfriend couldn't overcome archon possession the same as I strrugle against it, everyday, out of love, for her, and for humanity? Wake up people. The archon are a reality, as is the matrix. And I'm out here fighting the world alone.
Post from 12\23\2016
Can't explain now, but two albums that are couched in archontic activity, through love-bite orchestration, and though esoteric to those who haven't gone through such experiences, is the albums Palms and Team Sleep, both side projects of Chino Moreno of the Deftones. I'm yet to write about the connection between our arts, especially rock music, and the archon, but I will get around to it eventually, I hope. I only discovered recently, through an interview I listened to, that Max Spiers, through his own experiences, like my own, was on to this same understanding. In fact, the archon have a far greater influence and control over our arts than most people, awake to the existence of the archon, will ever understand. Plato understood this, hence his writing the Republic.
Originally posted on FB 12\28\2016. That would make my stint of archon enforced homelessness as of today, 4\30\2019 as follows:
2 years 4 months 4 days
or 28 months 4 days
or 122 weeks 1 days
or 855 days
or 20,520 hours
or 1,231,200 minutes
or 73,872,000 seconds
Today, I think, marks a week of my being a matrix targeted awakened one homeless. I cam to the realization today, as an awakened one, that other people do work to make money, and I need money to do my work. It is archontic iorny, to be sure.
My feet are blistered, cooking themselves in my shoes, as I traipse around inside the matrix, fully awakened to the horror of the world that imprisons us all. What do about it? I've been given options, by the archon, as I've alluded to in earlier posts, but to do that is betray everything the human being stands for, but to do it, so they allude, my world would suddenly become better, for towing the line. That is, for accepting my slavery, willingly. But if I did that, I wouldn't be a truly awakened one, now, would I? Not to mention that is essentially a lie, anyway. For once you give in to the demands of an oppressor, you submit to your slavery, and you are given nothing.
My love bite girlfriend treats me like I'm inhuman. She delivers archon sanctioned handouts, and during this time, she says doesn't feel sorry for me, I deserve it. That I've been wearing the same clothing for the past 7 days, that I've been sleeping on the streets, in the cold - and heat - and not eating, my feet bleeding, and all of this while being subjected to matrix gang-stalking, that is, being in direct experience with what our world really is, and how the archon work through all of us, unwittingly.... It sounds paranoid, I know. But I write this not for people I'm trying to convince. I write for those who are beginning to experience the same. You are not crazy; and if you are only beginning to experience that in-between feeling, like another sinsiter world is breaking into your own everyday "reality" - just wait! I've crossed completely over to the other sidie. I am on my own! Alone here. None of you, or so it seems, can even help, if you wanted to, not so long as you are not conscious of the archon, and know how they work through us. Until one reaches that level, the control they have over us all, subconsciously, will always divert you from doing what you should - or shouldn't, and other things of this nature. So even with knowledge3 of the archon, and an attempt to do your part, without knowing fully how they work through you, you can never be certain that you aren't being dissuaded or tricked to do or not do what you should. On the other hand, when you get the point where I'm at in all of this, it becomes a matter of will power, to resist archontic cohersive control - and what they seek to control the most, from all of us, is silence. They need our silence, our complacency to keep their agenda running, for if we all begin to openly discuss what is really taking place in this world, the battle would effectively be lost, for they wouldn't be able to play both sides from the middle. In any case, as for my girlfriend, it's not her fault she treats me the way she does. It is archontic possession. My problem remains, how - in this matrix prision world, where everything is controled, the people especially, am I supposed to find the money I need to survive (for work-a-day reality no longer applies), and, at the same time, save my girlfriend from the enemy I'm now cursed not only to see, but to interact with day and night, as it tries to whip me into submission.
I think there have been very few people in our world that have gone as far down the rabbit hole as I have. I think, from the little I've learned, that people like Max Spiers have, but I don't think even Max had the same level of access to the archon, and our matrix world, as I do - nobody has, or we all would have heard about it already.
I don't know what to do. I'm out here alone, the girl I love, my lifeline and worst fucking enemy, at the same time, while the archon toy with me, knowing I'm cut off from all of humanity. It's like 7 billion to 1. That is, when the archon can so easily work through us, without our having the slightest clue that such is taking place. And for those who have delt with, so called, possessed individuals, you know what mean, accept that one doesn't need to be fully possesseed, just hosted, for the archon to control all social situations, steering all human interaction in whatever direction they want, by getting us to do or not do - whatever the archon choose, in any given situation - and the fact is, we are all hosted, to some degree. This I am fairly certain of. And as far as what I believe the archon to be, I'm leaning in the direction that they are in fact just what everyone has been calling them, mind parasites - actual fucking parasites that feed off of human beings. I think the American Indians were correct, and also talking about archon, when they labeled what feeds off of all of us, and gives to humanity an unnatrual psychopathic personality, Wetiko.
People, even though I only have like 12 fucking visitiors to this page (and, given the truth, if anyone believes what I say, should it surprise anyone?), you must take what I say as the absolute truth of what our world is, and how it is run and controled. It may not be proven in my lifetime, but it will be proven - one day. I beg you all to begin sharing my posts on this page with other websites. I am the real deal! The information I am sharing with you is the truth. I may be doomed, and so be it, but I'm trying to share with everyone the truth as I know it, for our good.
My 5K of internet time is almost up. The last of my money for the day. But I have smokes, a loaf of bread, and the willingness to say fuck you to the archon at every turn, even if they fucking kill me through starvation, and turn everyone of you against me, which is how it works in the matrix, when the archon target you. Don't take what I say lightly. It is a scary place to live. And we all owe a great big fucking apology to all the so-called mentally ill. Mental illness, for the most part, is fucking lie. Trust me, though I can't explain at this time.
Wish me luck, everyone.
Post from 12\26\2016 [Obviously I had no fucking clue what was in store for me.]
I have been on the streets, cold, rain, under archontic attack everyday. My feet are blistered from wearing same shoes and socks without remvoing, same clothing, etc. The archon have now cut me off from any form of communicating my experiences. This post a fulk chance, in an effort to get some money from my love-bite. Fuck the archon. I hope I make it out of this alive, I have a tremendous amount of information to share with others on the archon tactics, methods, senselessness, agenda, newly gleemed from my experience. Wake up, people! This is no joke.
Post from 12\24\2016
Keep in mind, regarding my posts, that I'm doing them in snatches, with a handheld phone, when I can get wifi to work, and have an outlet to keep the battery that drains down, and sometimes charges, sometimes not, from running out before I share a thought or experience. Keep in mind that I'm under 24/7 attack by these arrogant, psychopathic, unrelenting parasitic predatory entities - and this doesn't say enough about what this enemy the world doesn't yet know it is up against is all about. If I reach only one person with the truth, without being dismissed as crazy, that will be enough. Our world is truly a horrible lie, let's hope that we all find a solution before it's too late. Though a matrix reality, and that is what our world is, offers little in the way of promising futures. But let's not just hope, let try to do something, anything. I think it starts with love. The archon, and the Gnostic AI God, for that is what I now believe it t be, which is nothing much at all, and certainly not human, hate and resent our ability to love, which is why they seek to destroy it, playing us against each other, from the middle, and, by, disconnecting our hearts from our minds.
Post from 12\24\2016
Homeless, Christmas Eve, Hanoi, and under full-blown archontic attack, from walk-ins, making it difficult to walk, because of the way this affects one's balance. I'm getting hit with what I've assumed to be spikes of melatonin, delivered to the brain, in a flood-like effect, to induce an almost unfightable sleep, which is difficul to get rid of even if you try to walk it off; I'm also getting hit with high internal metabolic-like heat, which I believe is a side effect of archon walk-in. All of what I talk about here is alluded to in all the literature "out there" on the subject of archon and the matrix, so don't marginalize what I have to say, because I have no choice but to say it quickly. As it is, I encounter wifi wherever I use this borrowed phone, along with near instantenous power drains on a fully charged battery. As you know from previous posts, I'm in communication with these entities, through a non-verbal means of communication, established by them, early on in the first weeks following my abduction, and - yes, it sounds crazy, without elaborate explanation (though a matrix reality, if one can grasp that idea, makes what I say anything but unusual) - they communicate "symbolically" through the surrounding environment, as well as through subliminal though-form projections. The purpose for using both is to subvert the use of language, which has direct effect on how the matrix AI manifests one's reality, and the reason why the archon seek to hijack human creativity, via thought, intention, and, most of all, language, and turn it towards manifesting their intended reality. This is no fucking joke, people. This is the real deal, our reality, and these archon seek to kill me for speaking the truth. However, the scariest part, the saddest part, is that very very few will understand the truth I tell, and most will just be fine with assuming what I say is the result of mental illness. I've been wearing the same dress socks with sneakers for four days, as I trudge around Hanoi, trying to find a way out of my predicament, and blisters are forming on my feet. My love bite girlfriend has abandoned me on the same day my homeless situation began, though the fault is not hers, it is due to archontic possession. If there is such a thing as a light worker, I am one, though I can't figure out why, then, I've been surrounded by only darkness, and loneliness, and why not a single "awakened" one has reached out to me. The reason may be that the archon/matrix is a computer simulation so tightly programmed that freewill, and our belief that we have it, that we are all really just one, is simply an illusion, a product of the programming. If there is supposed to be some higher force, source, what ever it may be called, then how come my message hasn't reached anyone, how come, as hard as I struggle not to submit to the psychopathic demands of the archon, nothing, or no one, has come to my aid? And if there is really such a thing as love, how come my girlfriend couldn't overcome archon possession the same as I strrugle against it, everyday, out of love, for her, and for humanity? Wake up people. The archon are a reality, as is the matrix. And I'm out here fighting the world alone.
Post from 12\23\2016
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