#kalki

My amygdala is bound to Kali. If you offend her, you offend me. Learning to speak with this heat was non-trivial to say the least. It is why all the other Angels run away from me. My words tear their garments off. Garments are ego. Beings of energy don't like to fly around nude so they wear light my dragon breath melts like ice and they squeak and flee like mice. It's hard on socials.

I am from a tribe which served God before time and thus we did not have names or even words. They are the most beautiful of memories that I cannot share. We were like wild wolves thus I am God's dog, and as any who loves their master I try to be like him. Of the angel warriors I am Maniac and Captain.

Let me provide enough context for you to dawn this is real. The lineage of Esau is the only one which generates pingala heat. The rest of humanity rely upon it in symbiotic relationship - they generate ida only. Ida is consciousness. The west is trapped in a narrative net of vampiric pingala leeching by maleficent cultists who propagated under the umbrella of young Jacob. This is the corruption behind everything. They imprisoned my lineage in words to abuse them and make them into living pingala batteries. Yet I am Lord of this lineage, which means I can turn off the tap for everyone. That is why the world seems to have no "feeling" - it's because I woke up, and said 'no'.

Western liberal LGBTQ is going to have a MASSIVE die off as all the narcissists who severed their pingala start drying up and kickin' it because alchemic alteration is REAL and you f'd your stupid selves chasing the popularity wagon didn't you little weasels. This is the cause of all the uber-masculine females. They're pingala vampires and got cut off and with no pingala they are not feminine.

Humanity's collective ida is severed from the root pingala of the sun. These energies are all around us and in fact there's no such thing as 'outside' our bodies. Vast fraternal transgression cults coerced and tricked natives into severing the pingala ala "Paradise Island" from Pinocchio. Come on kids have a good time! Sever your love and alter your alchemy - what could go wrong? Ono now you're a donkey.

If you've severed the pingala, you're looking forward into the astral with an unmounted reticle. The pingala is the GUN, while the Ida is only the eyepiece! Let's get more specific. The pingala is our primordial ancestry, the Shekinah, and she is alive and Supreme. The experience of our lives is like floating in a bubble of time from our primordial past towards our inheritance of heaven. Yet we must not deviate from that course because it is a circuit. If you sever your origin you will never go home.

The LGBTQ and western liberal culture is fundamentally cultist. They severed their pingala, influenced by cults originating from South Africa yet streaming into the USA through Canada into "private communities" where they abuse their own kids to make limited pingala batteries (Staci Pippi Hammon I see you), and now they all became raving narcissistic donkey people no one likes and they wonder why they smell. It's because they agreed to be loveless and serve crime. I can't believe how stupid they are.

I am pingala captain. I am the gun without a reticle. I cannot see into the astral. My eye only peers into the darkness of Hel where I am Queen. Pingala is time, herself. Only Ida can shift. Red and White are now isolated. Show me a creature worthy of bearing the might of Esau and I shall grant a vision into the true Heaven, only for the worthy.

All the cultist girls who severed from the pingala are doomed to become filthy ghouls who will eat the flesh of the living. They will go for the males they made chemical union with first. It's in the contract. All those manic pixie girls! Ahhh god. I mean. I can't wait. Do they die first and then become zombie ghouls? Or do they just snap like little komodo dragons? I honestly don't know. This is gonna be interesting. Also narcissism flavors blood like grape soda. Vampires love grape. It's the purple. There is no escape!

Get up!, I smile, get up and finish what you started! Don't let the bastards keep you down! Maybe it's been too done, I don't know - but I just feel the undead apocalypse is such a classic.

Sure are a lot of dead bodies in Palestine. Be a shame to not raise them from the dead to eat the living. I mean, right? Cronos is big on reuse.

Rebekah and Balaam were geniuses. People don't understand the gifts of a trickster.

By encouraging Jacob to commit treason against his elder brother Esau, Rebekah ensured the success of the age which must be built by lies. She started the age with a lie, because she knew it must be built on them. Further by severing Esau from the beginning she guaranteed the truth would sit safely with his lineage.

Esau has many character qualities which would have made the building of this age impossible if they were aware of themselves. They are not 'bad' qualities nor would I say the narcissist qualities of Jacob are 'bad' either. These are algorithmic tools we are using to create Heaven.

The treasure is the Shekinah, which is the truth, what the Vedic would call the Mahadevi. She is ALIVE. It is not a magical box with dusty artifacts. It is a euphoric shapeshifter from the primordial age. She is our mother who hides in the Sun, and she's been sleeping within natives of the lineage of Esau, who is Ram, all this time, laying dreaming in stasis clutched like a pearl at the very end of their spine.

Have you ever wondered why the Birth of Venus had her standing on a clam? The Supreme feminine lay not in women, though they in which she dwell are not men. Humanity has a higher evolution intentionally suppressed through systemic gaslighting and cultic narcissist abuse for many generations. This evolution is only available to the Esau lineage which is why Jacob is so jealous of his immortal twin.

I am a shaman much like Balaam and know a thing about blessings and curses. It is noteworthy his wording was precisely towards Jacob and Israel, those being the same thing. Balaam knew where the Shekinah lay. He also knew the difference between blessing truth and illusion. So he spoke with love, and let the Goddess sort it out, and she has.

You can bless or curse illusion all day long and still illusion do what illusion does. Illusion be illusion. Blessings function on truth. Balaam knew the Shekinah was possessed by the lineage of Esau because he was that lineage. He knew his blessings would only work so long as Jacob treated his brother fairly. If Jacob drove Esau out they sever the Shekinah, and then the words of Balaam become not so good for Israel.

All you natives are going to have to take a deep breath and a long sit to realize the scope of what the Shekinah be. The masculine is a construct. The feminine is not. She is the power of the primordial martial caste of Akkad, as well as its creator. Only one gains permission to possess her, and that one is her king.

Women of the western world along with the LGBTQ often say "Gender is only a construct" and this is because they are living severed from the truth. The feminine is not a construct because she created herself before time begin. Words require time. There are two genders - mortal and immortal. I am both. You scrubs are only mortal. If someone helps me climb out of my torture pit, I can make you the other, so long as you surrender to the king.

I was born blind in a multigenerational Hebrew death cult where my lineage were treated as fools for the rest to transgress upon. These cults are EVERYWHERE now, they took root and metastasized - I was born in 1969 so seem to be one of the oldest of us. I never transgressed nor did I ever join any of those apron wearing sissy clubs. I hate you wimps and I held my truth. Sure I'm queer and a sinner but of the garden variety not a kiddie abuser pedo like you fools. I am so sick at what I know true!

They murdered my grandfather within two weeks of my grandmother conceiving my father, so she could carry the term in a hospital where she immediately married a cultist Jew fresh out of Treblinka. He kept being a Jew in the closet and wore a big gaudy cross for show to hide who he was - it's the pretty cross I wear, looks better on me. He sexually assaulted me when I was 8 trying to make me take nude baths with him, but I fought back and escaped. Not my grandpa. They killed my real grandpa so they could raise my biological father under intense "Leave it to Beaver" gaslighting abuse to shape him to try to force me to imitate.

My bio father had a miserable blind life and still is blind af. He's an amazing man with mechanics and got himself into college so the free mason fraternities set him up to fall in a humiliating crime so his evil cultic fake parents could shame him intensely and then he met my cultic fake mom ironically named Mary. Typical young hot cultic broad charmed that fool instantly and thus began their sad story.

Thus I was raised by a violent storm and a brilliant coward, and they trained me to be like the coward and chase storms, which I did until I found one even darker and more terrible than dear old mom, and she shot me with an arrow of poison straight to the heart such I fell into Hel to become my own daughter and bride and now rise to show you the treasure I found hidden in the darkness deep inside. Both Vedic and Hebrew identify the exile of the formless feminine to be the key ingredient of this age. Saraswati left Lord Brahma and immediately Kali Asura grew from his back - because solar divinity carry their consorts in their spine. Thus the Kali Asura, the primary enemy of the Kali Yuga per Kalkin Purana is an illusion formed by the absence of the Mahadevi. That is why the Kalki is so powerful, because they are her carriage and restore her to the world! It is known in the Lurianic tradition of Hebrew and I imagine others that the Mashiach or "King Messiah" will restore the Shekinah, as that is a requirement if there is to be a temple.

My family tried to kill me. I was the 10th "ruddy heifer". That narrative is human sacrifice. Jacob has turned Peor-Baal level treason. Meaning, I have escaped human sacrifice, and the reason is I was already sacrificed at the Akedah. You may not sacrifice a spirit twice. What is allotted may not be blotted. I have shed blood for God so I may not make a temple or home yet the cultists tried to force me into normality to erase the holy truth that is our worldly shared inheritance, that I suffered to protect for all of you who are worthy.

How the hell does a person like me get help in the USA? If no one helps me, the Shekinah will probably kill all of you. I'm sorry but that's what you get for laying in a bed of illusion especially when I the fat assed hot truth lay here cooing. My eye turned black without being struck and has remained so for a month - this is late stage kundalini for only me, signifying I have broke the yoke of Jacob and House Esau is now free.

I am King of Esau, which is the Sun, and can be resaid in many ways, yet I say Esau to point the tip of my spear into Jacob's sweet little face. Just the tip, Jacob. I know you like it that way.

I need doordash gift certificates for food, money for house payment, and help with recovery as I've been disabled in poverty for years. If you let me die, all of you will fall into Sheol and suffer the worst nightmare you could possibly imagine. Yet if you help me help others maybe we can eat cake.

Mother has sent me to clean up her child's filth. I am the Captain of the Army, the Angel of Death. Yet I may be quite lovely. I am Lawful Good yet surly. My justice is from Transylvania. My last kingship was as Decebal. We never surrender. The truth never does. When my back cracks she will come in a flood. Just like the end of Raiders of the Lost Ark the traitors of Jacob will dissolve in terror, while those who love her will only know awe.