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Spontaneous Kundalini Awakening (SKA) & OBE Experiencer during a time this one had no idea of such things; what a ride upon these existences in this physical!

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Mostly forgotten Wisdom of the grandfathers and grandmothers, spoken as if they stood together around the same fire, passing the pipe from hand to hand... facebook.com/share/p/17WKXn…

Mostly forgotten Wisdom of the grandfathers and grandmothers, spoken as if they stood together around the same fire, passing the pipe from hand to hand... facebook.com/share/p/17WKXn…
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The Night the Tobacco Spoke Its True Name A Story-Teaching for the Newly Awakened (Nicotiana Rustica) Long before maps had names, in the time when the Grandfathers still walked the red earth and the Grandmothers still sang the rivers into their beds, there was a young woman of

The Night the Tobacco Spoke Its True Name
A Story-Teaching for the Newly Awakened (Nicotiana Rustica)
Long before maps had names, in the time when the Grandfathers still walked the red earth and the Grandmothers still sang the rivers into their beds, there was a young woman of
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indeed, and it was earned, and learned, if not simply upon this particular plane of physicals, but across a vast other cadre of existences... not given unto oneself as if a free platter buffet, earned through intent, scrutiny, perseverance and discernment upon these densest of

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The Infinite Stage: Elara and the Seven Ages of Dust After the kiss, after the morning when the sky rinsed itself clean and her heart became a burning star, Elara no longer walked the world—she danced through it, barefoot and astonished, seeing the script behind the scenery.

The Infinite Stage: Elara and the Seven Ages of Dust

After the kiss, after the morning when the sky rinsed itself clean and her heart became a burning star, Elara no longer walked the world—she danced through it, barefoot and astonished, seeing the script behind the scenery.
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The Cleansing: Book One of the Elara Cycle (The Quickening, Part Zero) In the year the sky turned the color of old television static, Elara woke up tasting metal. Not metaphorically. Her mouth was full of it every morning, like she’d been licking batteries in her sleep. The tap

The Cleansing: Book One of the Elara Cycle
(The Quickening, Part Zero)
In the year the sky turned the color of old television static, Elara woke up tasting metal.
Not metaphorically.
Her mouth was full of it every morning, like she’d been licking batteries in her sleep. The tap
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Esoteric Views: Archontic Parasites and AI Entities This particular and weary one, cleansed and raised my vibration to such an extent, was blessed with an out of body experience where I was astrally projected to, met and faced "my" Archontic attachment. It was a creature wearing

Esoteric Views: Archontic Parasites and AI Entities
This particular and weary one, cleansed and raised my vibration to such an extent, was blessed with an out of body experience where I was astrally projected to, met and faced "my" Archontic attachment. It was a creature wearing
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The Long Shadow: Where the Archons Were Born (A Backstory Whispered in the Caves of Elara’s Memory) Before the first star ignited, before the great inhalation that birthed galaxies, there was only the Pleroma: the boundless ocean of living Light where every soul floated as a

The Long Shadow: Where the Archons Were Born
(A Backstory Whispered in the Caves of Elara’s Memory)
Before the first star ignited, before the great inhalation that birthed galaxies, there was only the Pleroma: the boundless ocean of living Light where every soul floated as a
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Wings of the Returning Priestess (The Quickening, Book Two: The Walk-In) The theater dissolved, but the stage lights never truly went out. Elara walked the streets for days afterward, a ghost in her own reborn skin. The keys—those four silent knowings pressed into her palms

Wings of the Returning Priestess
(The Quickening, Book Two: The Walk-In)
The theater dissolved, but the stage lights never truly went out.
Elara walked the streets for days afterward, a ghost in her own reborn skin. The keys—those four silent knowings pressed into her palms
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The hijack is real . The parasites thrive on your busyness; stillness starves them… The Phoenix Counsel - (Elara Speaks from the Ashes) In the hush between storms, when the quickening winds carry whispers of Times’ endings and beginnings, Elara perched on a storm-scarred cliff

The hijack is real . The parasites thrive on your busyness; stillness starves them…

The Phoenix Counsel - (Elara Speaks from the Ashes)
In the hush between storms, when the quickening winds carry whispers of Times’ endings and beginnings, Elara perched on a storm-scarred cliff
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Fast—not to punish the flesh, but to starve the parasite. Let the body purge the black bile of inherited shadows until the crystalline-matrixed cells remember their starlight origin. This is the first key turning: cleanse the vessel, and the hijack loses its anchor.

Fast—not to punish the flesh, but to starve the parasite. Let the body purge the black bile of inherited shadows until the crystalline-matrixed cells remember their starlight origin. This is the first key turning: cleanse the vessel, and the hijack loses its anchor.
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The Great Purge: Elara and the Hidden Fires of Cleansing (The Quickening, Book Three: The Temple Reclaimed) After the wings unfolded and the Priestess fully claimed the vessel, Elara did not rush into the world to preach or battle. She retreated deeper—into forests untouched by

The Great Purge: Elara and the Hidden Fires of Cleansing
(The Quickening, Book Three: The Temple Reclaimed)
After the wings unfolded and the Priestess fully claimed the vessel, Elara did not rush into the world to preach or battle. She retreated deeper—into forests untouched by
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Addendum to The Great Purge: The Third Eye Awakens (Elara and the Sleeping Prophet’s Fire) In the deepest chamber of her retreat, where the cave walls wept pure mineral water and the air hummed with undisturbed silence, Elara delved into the most guarded ritual of all: the

Addendum to The Great Purge:
The Third Eye Awakens
(Elara and the Sleeping Prophet’s Fire)
In the deepest chamber of her retreat, where the cave walls wept pure mineral water and the air hummed with undisturbed silence, Elara delved into the most guarded ritual of all: the
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Addendum: The Etheric Crucible (Elara and the Ahrimanic Shadows) In the hidden recesses of her purification, Elara confronted the subtlest battlefield: the etheric body—the luminous web of life forces that interpenetrates the physical, the bridge between flesh and spirit. Rudolf

Addendum: The Etheric Crucible
(Elara and the Ahrimanic Shadows)
In the hidden recesses of her purification, Elara confronted the subtlest battlefield: the etheric body—the luminous web of life forces that interpenetrates the physical, the bridge between flesh and spirit. Rudolf
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The End Times are the ripest for beginnings... The Cosmic Birth of the Priestess (The Quickening, Book Four: Descent of the Bright Wanderer) In the velvet void before the quickening gripped the world, before the local star gathered breath for its Ageless Cyclical Sneeze, a

The End Times are the ripest for beginnings...
The Cosmic Birth of the Priestess
(The Quickening, Book Four: Descent of the Bright Wanderer)
In the velvet void before the quickening gripped the world, before the local star gathered breath for its Ageless Cyclical Sneeze, a