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JOHN MCINTOSH

 When the dysfunction of the false self is exposed, as occurs at the end of an era such as now [the end of the Divine Masculine dominance], at first it is in huge denial, followed by defensiveness as has been the case for a few decades now. Finally, as its reign of tyranny comes to a close and it can no longer deny the extreme imbalance of its influence, it ‘shifts’ to the ‘offensive’ and attacks the emerging new influence.

 On the world stage this SHIFT is now playing out with ever increasing intensity and while this can instill great fear in the deepest sleepers, there is no cause for alarm. What ‘is’ … ‘is’ and cannot be changed. The Age of Light has arrived but what has been full must first be emptied for ALL to recognize this.

 Most important is to always be aware that this ‘is’ a dream you are awakening from and to take full advantage of what is occurring to brush the conditioned sleep from your inner eye in every moment so that the Light of Truth [the SELF You Are] may be revealed.

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(Based on Documentary “Life Animated”)

 I'm hiding in plain sight

deep inside my own mind

It may seem like I'm lost

But, I am in here waiting

Struggling hard against time

Will you discover the clues

That seem hidden from view

Tangled in the things I said

Scenes played out in my head

I am in a world animated

By ink and Imagineering

Colored by hope, heroes

And happy endings

In all that color, everything

Seemed so black-and-white

But as you too draw me out

I'm left in a world where

I'm not sure there is wrong and right

I want so much to get the word out

But I can't and I just hate it

Life I fear...

Life in here is just so animated

  Somehow the wires got crossed

A little boy got lost

In an animated cell

But, he's not content staying

Struggling hard to bust out

Will you see what it is I see

And help break my mind free

Jumbled in the words I say

Lies the map to find the way

  I am in a world animated

By ink and Imagineering

Colored by hope, heroes

And happy endings

In all that color, everything

Seemed so black-and-white

But as you too draw me out

I'm left in a world where

I'm not sure there is wrong and right

I want so much to get the word out

But I can't and I just hate it

Life I fear...

Life in here is just so animated

  I don't see myself the villian

I don't see myself the hero here

I don't need the recognition

I just need someone who can hear

So, I'll be on the sidelines

With my friends who too

Have done their time

Comic relief and unwavering belief

Sidekicks need someone like me

Who will stand at their side

I am in a world animated

By ink and Imagineering

Colored by hope, heroes

And happy endings

In all that color, everything

Seemed so black-and-white

But as you too draw me out

I'm left in a world where

I'm not sure there is wrong and right

I want so much to get the word out

But I can't and I just hate it

Life I fear...

I went to work hellbent on finding out about this child. But as soon as I walked in Addie dropped that she was leaving for New Simleans earlier than expected. Like at the end of the week. I tried not to freak out but......I just started working here a freaking week ago! I have to run this store with a weeks worth of experience? Can’t my life just be easy going for ONE week! Addie tells me that her great aunt is in a bad state so she wants to be with her just in case. I completely understand...but...bruh.  

We sat down to hash out what I need to know before she left but customers started to trickle in. I suggested she stop by my house later that week so we could figure this all out. So needless to say that child was the last thing on my mind.

Addie showed up to my house on Thursday evening. I made some Gumbo and had a bottle of wine ready. When I opened the door she was hella shook. I asked her what the problem was and she said when I told her I moved to a house near the beach she didn’t know I meant THIS house. She didn’t even know this house was on the market. WTF? What’s wrong with this house? We sat down to eat while she told me the story. Apparently some serious shit went down here a couple months ago. No one knows all the details but the story goes this guy owed some big time drug dealers a lot of money and he used this as a hideout house for him and his family.  But they ended up finding the house and the wife and child were killed, they assume in front of him. Their bodies were found a week later but the father wasn’t found for a month in another location. I sat there with the dumb face for a minute or two. Like what!? I feel like this information should have been disclosed to me when I bought the damn house. I’m cussing someone all the way out tomorrow!

In my distress I didn’t notice Addie’s discomfort. Even though I felt that EYE deserved more sympathy I reached for her because she was kinda out of it. When I touched her shoulder she came to and apologized. She explained that she was a bit clairvoyant and she can feel that a presence was here recently. It wasn’t an overwhelming feeling but it was there. Before I could freak out she told me not to worry because she’s not feeling anger. Okay Addie. Sure.  Yeah that eased all my worries. I was more pissed off than scared. I asked if she could feel what type of presence it was. Ghost? Demon? Tooth fairy? She said she couldn’t tell but just knew that it wasn’t an angry presence....at least not when it was there last.  I felt scammed though. I wish all this information would have been told to me before I moved in. I probably would have still bought it but give me the chance to make that decision. It was shady as hell on the part of the seller.

Suddenly I remembered the strange child from early this week. I told Addie about her and she said it was probably one of the bad ass kids that live across the island. They are always around fucking some shit up. I felt a little better. Addie asked if I wanted to do cleanse of the house but I declined because it was getting late and I knew she needed to get home and pack. If this presence she’s feeling isn’t angry I’m not worried. I AM lowkey worried about running this store alone though. Wooosah...I will be fine. I speak it into existence.