“I didn’t ask to be here.”

Like here here. Physically on this earth type shit.

Being born in this particular time matrix, is like waking up to a scary nightmare, cold, wet and confused, blinded by the bright lights of an artificial room, in an artificial building, built on concrete artificial ground. Forced to interact, we are pushed straight into a life we have to make worth living.

Trauma does something very specific for the body. It ignites an opportunity, I’ve noticed, to examine layers of our own inheritance. Contrary to fallen angelic societal programming, what gets passed down generationally is so much deeper than material possessions, physical looks or surface level curses. Some of us know first hand how much sickness, disease, can be passed down to your offspring if not treated correctly.

The reality for most of us, is that we have to make life worth living. We’ve been dealt such shitty cards you better believe ima make some shit shake cuz I’d be damned if I don’t fulfill at least some of my desires, right? Do we pop out the coochie with these desires or are they crafted along the way? Just like we pop out with either mom or dad’s eyes? I’ve been trynna get a grasp on exactly how we rooted such artificial desires in our existence, tracing the lineage of such maliciously provoking cravings is a job. Your top data analyst would be put in a doozy trynna keep track of just how manipulative this fallen regime has become.

Where has our holistic inheritance lead us? As a melanated goddess navigating her 20s you’d think I’d be a bit more conformed to the systems we’re all inevitably affected by, but I’m actually the quite opposite. As draining as certain deteriorating collectives can get, there’s nothing compared to this journey of purification and remembrance.

We’re existing in a time where the veil, that shit that was blinding you all before, making shit look sweet, is completely dissipated. Gone. Cleared. If you’re too numb to sense the shift you’re likely seeing it but unable to explain it, and if you’re feeling it the explanations you probably find are not in alignment with oneness. And if they are, the clearest we ever feel with those codes, are in our solitude, or with our tribe (if they’ve manifested yet).

Searching for a beam of resonance in a distorted sea of possibilities. It’s all crumbling right before our eyes, I’ve been grieving for my inner child, all of our inner children as we navigate through the darkness.

It’s truthfully not all bad, though it really is not good. What I depict as neutrality derives from my deep innerstanding of oneness, where we are in clear knowing of who we are and what we’re here to do whilst still residing in grace for the inner child navigating this rather unexpectedly turbulent predicament we apparently call life.

All I could think about as a kid was making the world a better place for myself and other kids. I should’ve been focused on learning how to be a well rounded individual. Or playing with a rock I liked.

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It’s hard to be neutral, let alone continuously happy and grateful for a fucked up holistic inheritance and a even more fuck up reality being projected onto us via the pillars of our lifestyle.

Let me reiterate that part incase my main concern isn’t clear enough: the pillars of our lifestyle, as in the food our bodies need to consume, the shelter we need to protect ourselves from the elements, and the intricacies of how an incarnated avatar has to exist in relation to this planet- have been completely hijacked and utilized against us, to further promote the deterioration of us. Guaranteeing the sicknesses of our offspring basically.

I think this is especially annoying to deal with because like I said at the beginning, I technically didn’t ask to be here. But oh wow here I am, lucky enough to have been put on a journey that lead me right, just enough for me to pull my own self out of my inherited darkness. I say lucky because some aspects of us haven’t been as strong minded as me, taking their own life before getting to experience it fully.

In my latest GetBaked Session I ask the collective, who’s creating this malice we oh so wish to collectively dismantle and alchemize? If we all didn’t have a part to play in mopping up the problems our neglect created then how, does it exist so profusely? This residue we’re clearing is some muck our ancestors apparently didn’t have the time or energy to be patient with. And i guess i should be grateful im alive cuz they endured so much for me to be as ‘free’ as I am today.

I’m truly not looking to cause more harm or promote further sadness than necessary when I question the depths of our freedom in this day and age. The question I’m exploring within my upcoming documentary is ‘what is freedom of choice, and do we all have access to it?’ Media as a means of clarifying exactly how distorted our lens is of our own selves, our choices and this plant.

It’s more than healthy to question our history given its influence on present ideologies. If we can all trace our lines of conditioning we may actually have a real chance at planetary synergy. It’s already happening for tribes scattered around the world, but for communities to align their perspectives with oneness worldwide would be a shift humanity has been waiting to feel, whether their presently conscious of it or not.

being here now is a responsibility of course, cuz I’d be damned if anymore kids are subjected to this shit show we call a life under a misaligned governing force. We all deserve so much better.

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For those honest enough with themselves to face the initial reaction they had upon opening this scroll, I commend you. Obviously because you’re reading this prewritten passage, you have more time to think to yourself and even rewrite certain thought forms instantaneously as you’re having them.

The dishonest thing in my lens is to neglect your first thought form and not account for the rather, instinctual response that came forth first.

What do our initial feelings, reactions and thought forms represent for us as beings existing in this realm?

Some collectives probably thought ‘well where are they/he/she at?’

Some collectives probably would say they were already aware of this and connect it to nature or even astrology.

I don’t feel like picking up on any other collectives projections right now, regardless of the initial thought form that came up for you tho, my point is the honesty with self, regarding our instinctual way of being, is a oneness key we may not know how to utilize as a planetary tribe yet. Observing not affirming.

It’s interesting what sensations like shame can do to our being. Interesting in a ‘focused on my healing kinda way’, though things like shame have become just another term used so loosely in the spiritual mumbo jumbo that’s shared in the media these days. I don’t even prefer to make generalizations like that because as per my point above, there’s a vast amount of collectives on this planet, and I’d be lying if I knew in depth what the literal fuck some of you guys be talkin about.

Heavy on I respect it bro, like the differences we all got and shit. Some people are honest with themselves and some are just not. I feel like because I’m such a chill guy (well, gal) people be testing the boundaries of how much I’ll let them slide or how much bull shit I’ll take before they get a reaction out of me. Coming from a house of bullies (who yes, all happened to be women) really creates a nice strong artificial shell that I really had to ween myself off of. It’s like I was conditioned to be oblivious, subservient even, to blatant disrespect and unregulated behavior. This shell made it simpler to be around others who coddled and lied to themselves, therefore making me a stationary emotional punching bag. I didn’t intentionally mean to people please, it was a programming I was given.

As you could probably imagine holding responsibility for your own trauma isn’t easy. But it has to happen. Can’t keep blaming the world for what are now the choices we are making.

It wasn’t my choice to coddle my mother but my inner child knew it was the easiest way to soothe her anger, calm her from lashing out on my siblings and I. Now as a consciously healing adult I seem to find myself in a particular phase of shedding where that shell I mentioned before is completely gone. Before I even knew it was missing too, so much so I felt raw, like a scab was ripped open to bleed again. It hasn’t been comfy at all, to exist around anything or anyone that is choosing self deterioration in any form.

And hey, to each its own right? Who’s to say my perception of what ‘self deterioration’ looks like is a fact for everyone?

But see that’s that overly easy going shit that I now realize is an absolute no.

Since the top of 2024 I’ve seen such different version of myself, my reality, even the people that were in my life at that time, because of this layer of armor dissipating. I was experiencing so much heavy shit back to back that the opportunity to retreat from NYC was scary but felt so good. Too good to be true even (and was LMAO).

And it only felt as heavy as it did, because of how LESS numb I was than before… can you believe that? Me healing myself enough to re sensitize, in a world that conditions us to do the opposite, makes me MORE susceptible, to having the strings of my heart played with. Pulled at, chopped off even.

I’d actually argue that we as beings here, have entirely too much power over one another, especially in this day and age where marketing tactics are engineered at your pain points and people’s likeliness is essentially one click away. We basically have free range to project our fucked upness onto everyone else, without ever having to actually put yourself in the midst of a shred of accountability. Let alone true effective self growth.

Something that’s so hard to dismantle within the collective consciousness these past few years, is the victim mentality. Taking me as an example ofc, it’s not enough for me to be self assured, because Ms Insecure Sally Sue has her own take on my life experience and can become adamant about projecting that onto me. And even the lather? Actually being a god damn victim in this realm, which we ALL someway or another are, gets you nothing but projections too. Just a bunch of pity monsters pitying each other at a large ass pity party that some insecure bitch chose to throw on earth with all their insecure friends.

Maybe I’m being a little harsh in trying to tell you that I’m sick of being pushed around by other peoples projections. It’s like intending to raise your standards observably attracts spirits who wanna tear you back down the hole you so desperately crawled yourself out of. That artificial armor I grew from being pushed around only made me coddle people further into the oblivion they created for themselves, and when I shedded that armor completely I saw the true nature of what my coddling was sugarcoating.

Possessiveness. Rage, fear, sadness. All things I was never really taught to deal with.

The pain that others inflicted upon me, cool, I knew I’d get over it someday. But the self inflicted pain I awoken to was almost unbearable until I was reminded about self forgiveness.

Yeaaa heartbreak can pull you into a very dark place, it’s raw it’s messy and doesn’t only occur regarding romance. I can’t sit here and confidently say that I was a full on victim in every single scenario because I’m still shedding some self judgment about being morally ‘good’. But I can sit up and tell you that I absolutely did not appreciate being yelled at, neglected, lied to or manipulated. Awakening to these forms of harm made me truly step into my godship because I was forced to admit other people’s power over me. And thus, my power over them.

My sexyhandsomeloverdarlingboo has been a sturdy companion that did a great job of helping me remember who I was throughout all that heaviness. He was constantly in a position of picking up pieces he didn’t break. Dealing with bottled up emotions he never neglected in the first place. And that makes me wanna cry because the people who I perceived to be pulling at my heart strings were blaming him, for whatever reality they created in their minds about my life.

To be so deeply misunderstood by the community I felt like I was building, hurt like a ton of bricks right to the dome gang. No joke. Like I said that retreat (moving to Georgia for 13 months) felt like a way out for a minute. Not a permanent one but a well needed break.

From performing, modeling, being the go-to friend who was always readily available, the colleague who always made shit happen, the media creator who kept her socials updated weekly.

I just didn’t want it as bad as this fallen regime tried to make me want it. I didn’t hate myself enough to grow back that armor that made it easier to put up with deteriorating people, so I chose to lean into the tenderness I was being offered.

and bitch that shit was hard as fuck.

A bit more on misunderstanding girlhood, vulnerability and growing pains of the healing matriarch in another scroll. For now though, I’d like to leave you with the same question I pulled you in with:

If I told you God, is already here right now, what would you tell me?

I’m not asking you this because I give a fuck about your answer, cuz no disrespect I really don’t. It’s a test of integrity. Because those who can be real and patient about their instincts are those who are on the journey I’m on. The one of redeeming what was stolen from us. Our innocence, our purity. We were tainted before we could even fathom a choice, and placed into a premeditated environment that hold no room for true evolution unless you fight for it, then keep fighting for it.

I wish my mom was strong enough to keep fighting for her evolution because maybe she’d be more connected to mine now. Somewhere along the line we really do lose sight of ourselves, our integrity and honorability gets muddled up in who this fallen regime wants us to be. Whole time we living in a parasites wet dream, with all these energy harvesting avenues embedded into the way we live presently.

in that case, mommy ain’t really have a choice but to get lethal and focus on her own sanity, no matter how ugly and messy it looked. Even if it was at the expense of her own seeds. And I don’t blame her cuz at this rate, my kids bout to pop out knowing how to get it on with anything and anyone. I can only hope they don’t resent me for attempting to protect them.

I got a long way to go before then tho, and I’d say I’m making great progress in redeeming my own DNA, and building a village, so my children won’t have to inherit any of the heavy baggage I had to carry.

Other than integrity, this question does pose a grander challenge to the planetary tribe pertaining to personal power. I think it’s just something everyone will come to in due time, the realization that they themselves are the answered prayer, the water they drink, the air they breathe, the thanks they give. We are the infinite. We are the God we’ve been conditioned to delegate responsibility to.

but nahhhhh gang, this life? That shits all you my boy… you tough right? We’ll be aight.

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A nation of covert murders, commuting holistic crimes upon themselves and one another, too distracted by their artificial stuff and things to see the clarity in their own breath. Though these are only observations, the neglect becomes the continuous weight that affirms the suffering we experience here. It’s an entire reframe of our emotional receptivity channels, a cleanse on how we literally process our own emotions. Challenging us to think, breathe, see deeper than the chaos of surface level projections. This sacred accountability will allow us to rise further into our recalibration as people living on this earth. All present relationship, work, educational etc dynamics, are opportunities to put this work into practice.

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I’m uncomfortable, constantly, and I’m observing that this feeling has been plaguing my life no matter how positive my affirmations are. This troubling sensation I am sensing shows up in times of overwhelm and honestly lack of reciprocity, it’s like an uncontrollable rage that bubbles to the surface unexpectedly. And because it’s unexpected it shows up as foreign to my body, so instantly my programming attempts to reject it, discard it as unworthy of my time & energy. This has been an ongoing habit since I was young, just showing up in an evolved way.

Most of my entries are me doing my own shadow work, and questioning my reality, a lot of ‘i feels’ and analyzing nodes of my past. The fun in writing for me, has been the clarity it provides me of my own mind. Writing as fulfillment, has served me as a way to even bring clarity to others which is beautiful. My music and my scrolls are a safe haven I didn’t intentionally create for myself at first, but is being reiterated now in such a necessary way for the balance of my own livelihood. That’s why this uncontrollable rage that arises when overwhelmed with the constraints of this reality is troublesome to me, because to my present perception I’ve done a mountain of shadow work pertaining to the being of rage, and the uncontrollable.

What is darkness? What exactly are the unseen, uncontrollable aspects of the infinite reality we exist in? I guess if the answer to that was as clear as day, it’d be something completely different then what it actually is. I notice that being out of control in whatever way has brought some sort of worry or nervousness but I’m a lot more healthily grounded than I once was in my ‘fuck it we ball’ mentality. No longer on that cynical kamikaze shit lmao. The continuity has been the discomfort in existing in a regime it literally feels like I’m ascending past. I truly don’t resonate with a lot of shit anymore here on this realm and I’m continuing to realize I never truly did.

This lie, farce, narrative, we have been fed about our lives is a genuine colossal bullshit we have been spoon fed to believe is true.

Sometimes I don’t even be trynna be on no creative health check up shit with people who are desiring to be in my energy. But I need my community to understand I really feel how unimpressed I am with the quality of our lives. The fact that I have to walk around my realm and experience litter, houseless, unfed and sick individuals, and injustice all over my timeline is absurd and makes me want to not do shit, until the realm, the ENTIRE realm, is on the right path. Because by the time I’m ready to bring kids here this shit will not be like this, that’s a promise.

I’m enraged that I’m treated in the forms I am at times, but I realize my reality will only manifest what I allow- but does it really? Yea we create our reality, but obviously to the constraints of this particular fallen matrix we have been subjected to. You know the one where they eat kids and our elders were apparently oblivious to the fact/not strong enough to do anything real about it. Yea no of course I’m experiencing turbulence in my reality, they JUST announced the shit they have been doing for years to the public, and some collectives are actually shocked. That should depict to us how far gone some of us are from what we all say we desire.

At least I can say I’m actually choosing things that I enjoy now, but to what extent can I choose sovereignly in a perceivably restricted reality? At this point I’m crafting to free my mind, clear my conscious.

You wanna know something I find really sad? How people so quickly give up on themselves and others. And I’ll collapse that as I say it because I’m not even trynna perpetuate any sadness, but the abandonment that runs rampant in this realm is insanity. To know oneness as you know nature, is the key to unity. But a lot of us don’t understand the truth of nature, much less the clarity of oneness, thus projecting whatever they have been conditioned to know onto this realm. What we have been conditioned to know, and therefore believe are lies? Who has all the answers? We all do, but there are even distorted frequency fences there halting our collective progress towards unity and clarity. So we abandon, we self hate, we project that hatred to our external world, rummage around in it and make an identity out of it. We allow the confusion and agony of these artificial restrictions to weigh us down and essentially kill us.

Now I’ve told y’all niggas before I’m not getting washed into the death culture this cycle, because after this lifetime I’m not coming back here deadass.

How can I be so sure I’m incarnated here with the purpose of assisting the evolution of the beings in this realm? It’s not cuz some voice in my head said so contrary to insensitive arrogant collectives belief- it’s because I have come to the realization that I am an essential resource that is very compatible with this earth, and is heavily sought after and in times of unawareness, siphoned from.

If we as a people are so invaluable and can be replaced by machines then why do they (fallen angels and the ‘human’ avatars they are driving) need our energy so badly? Why do they eat our kids, steal our information to use for marketing tactics, feed generations of us poison packaged up pretty in disguise? Why is this system literally one of trickery and bamboozalment? Why is everything a facade in flashing lights and bold colors all to maintain continuous access to our lifeforce while keep the lot of us oblivious to it.

And even if you’re fully aware, there are even harsher restrictions pertaining to you attempting to live a life of not being siphoned from. Not having to spend $100 every time you go outside. Not working a job where your energy field is constantly tampered with. Not eating the poison we’ve been taught to know as nutrients.

See we chop such elaborate ways of thinking to psychosis, as if any of these doctors and scientists know the true nature of this reality for a fact. What is staying grounded right now when we are quickly becoming aware that everything is essentially a lie? And relating to the oneness thing I was saying earlier, how can y’all not correlate your consistent suffering to the consistent suffering that’s occurring on the planet? Are we just gonna keep abandoning each other as a planetary tribe?

If you feel called to any layer of activism, and that action is in alignment with this evolution process we’re going through? Cool, we are in alignment, nothing I say should trigger you unless deeply hitting a personal chakra point which then would call you to do some shadow work. But the ones who are embodying that radical engagement? Building intentional community, clearing the pathways for beings to leave the rat race, supporting beings who are literally being bombed overseas, this is what I see to be effective activism and immediate radical engagement with a fallen society. Because beings who are a part of these types of collectives make it their duty everyday to be a better them, so they can create a better world. And I mean everyday.

I was contemplating on if I was picking up on some sort of depression this past winter/spring season, because going to parties and drinking and just sitting around has just been super unattractive to me. Even after performances my tribe and I tend to just dip out after a while to go meditate. But I’m realizing that I just needed some consistent sun, and a genuine reminder of the love and support that already surrounds me. I feel that I’ve lost touch with a deeply romantic side of myself that I’ve been recently reconnecting with. A state of blissful venusian existence that just exudes appreciation for herself and her realm. The version of me that writes love letters to her friends/crushes/lovers and buys ‘just because’ flowers for herself. I’ve been a bit shy these past few seasons honestly and it’s just that I’m shedding a shell that just doesn’t fit right anymore. And that feels raw, in a way that makes me a bit more timid and flustered to be up here posting on my pages.

Grounding in the true nature of this reality, which literally is nature. Shawty gives me all the answers I need as does the undeniable sun. This falling regime wants us to be depressed, tries to keep us vex, but you know what? A sexy mufucka like me will always prevail, and that’s on me/you/source.

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This summer solstice I’ve been immersed in my own development, getting back into the flow of being in NYC has me transmuting and releasing a lot of workaholic tendencies. Though frustration arises at times I can only be grateful for how far I’ve grown, and the healing I’ve done on my DNA. My priorities still seem so unorthodox to what I see from others on a regular basis. It still baffles me, every single day how the world seems to just keep doing. The economy, the government, even though corrupt, is still being upheld. At this rate, what type of world will I be handing over to my kids? Given the world I’m being handed right now still being a kid myself.

All I can do is keep putting in these reps, and transmuting as I have been, In the gym, with my content, with the abilities that truly create an impact within my community. I’m happy to say that I always find myself back here, sharing my thoughts with you all. I generate a lot of ideas and this is a season I’m getting to see some seeds I planted blossoming like I never expected.

MUSIC

I’m meditating on the quickest way to get in the studio right now. I have a few musicians that I appreciate working with, and collaborations I’m looking to put into motion this summer. On my SznLuv pages I plan to speak more about the behind the scenes thoughts on my most recent EP ‘What’s Done In The Dark’ my experimental 5 track mixtape dropped with the intent to create a direct funnel of currency to my music. Amplifying my divine intellect, especially my sonic alchemy, is a cause I’ve been called to bring direct attention to. This industry as it stands doesn’t play fair and in order for me to sustain this lifestyle, leaning on my community for support is ever so important. With that said, keep streaming SznLuv on all platforms! On repeat if you can, and if you’d like to invest in my studio time, or overall music creation budget, I invite you to cashapp me or purchase my EP.

FILM

The OPP Creative Roster is open, though upgraded to align with our team’s evolution process. We are anchoring partnerships and collaborations that can assist us in marketing our ecosystem, placing our collective intent on creating the most potent conscious media possible. My Video Editing Suite will be back open this summer, for anyone who wants to invest in learning how to create content for themselves or as a freelancer. Whether you’re paying monetarily or through tasks and deliverables, this internship is open to those who are ready to put in the work, keep up, and meet a whole new version of themselves by the Fall Equinox.

LIFE

The Sovereign Creator Being portal has been activated this summer though because of lack of financial support I haven’t been able to extend my abilities to anyone in my community this past spring season. So going into the summer now I am being very tedious with who I create these energy exchange agreements with. If you’re interested in creating alongside me, I suggest emailing me your proposal and intending to join us for the Fall Equinox. Unless you’re able to provide monetary or task/deliverable related value this summer, I unfortunately don’t have the bandwidth to support any more creatives right now.

Ways to support me financially;

• Hit my cashapp!$sznluv222

• Become a paid subscriber here on substack

• Book a service from my media house, or hire me as an independent freelancer

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Off the thoughts of my last scroll, affirmations vs observations, I’ve been in deep introspection about my relationship with all things around me. It seems I have become rather sensitive to certain energies that I wasn’t before. This season of my life feels very familiar but its as if things are being executed in an entirely different light. I always say things are interesting but this? Life here and all its unfolding? Very interesting, source always finds a way to keep me hooked.

Well I have to hold some accountability on that ‘keeping me hooked part’, I am actively creating my reality as an aspect of the source, so my intellect, reprogramming and archetype have a lot to do with the admirable unfolding and inevitable evolution dat a gwan pon mi life, yuh see me? Anyways tho, I’m at the gym right now and I gotta let you guys in on a case study I’ve been meditating on these past 2 weeks. I’d like to begin with giving much gratitude for Infinity and The Ascension Matrix for meditating on this with me, given the idea that this scroll should even exist was born from the conversation we were flowing in the other day.

Within this conversation we were talking about how the word authenticity is utilized in today’s collective mental loops. We most resonated with this being a social construct associated with the word, not the actual definition or function of the word itself.

Is it interesting how we’ve come up with these ‘common’ forms of belief? Like money being one of them, establishing this belief of a medium to represent our life force energy. Our way of evolving for trading our skills, goods and services turned into a tool that grants accessibility to anything you’d need or want. Thus, ensuring we all continue to pour our attention onto the construct, this new device of exchange is tied to the resources we get from the land for free. All because other aspects of ourselves, other humans if you wanna identify as such, had more knowledge to take advantage of the distribution? I won’t get too much into it. That’s what The Money Healing Monologues is for but I will say we have a lot of meditating to do regarding the way we know(crown), see(1st eye), and utilize money.

Authenticity at its core, is the acting on one’s own authority, the quality of being real and entitled to acceptance. In Infinity and I’s conversation I was depicting a scenario as inherently benevolent and praising it as being true authenticity. That’s when Infinity countered my thoughtform with the reality that beings can be authentically evil as well, which is when we decided that just because something is true to itself, doesn’t automatically make it of benevolent frequency.

There are a few things I wanna touch on here so I’m gonna make some bullet points before I continue

• Who is entitled to acceptance and why? What does it actually mean for one to be true to themselves/itself?

• Is the source coded essence inherently benevolent? How does the lather even exist?

• What is frequency? Does higher = good and lower = bad?

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• Who is entitled to acceptance and why?

I can only speak from my experience here in this realm. I am but a witness to it all, until I became aware enough to take my power back and rise to the occasion of creating my own reality. I’m sure there are other aspects of the infinite that are existing here in divine alignment with the planetary evolution that’s occurring presently. Fuck time for second here guys, we have been in loops. So when I’m meditating on this definition of authenticity I have to ask who the hell is entitled to acceptance and why? How is everyone acting on their own authority and is that action helpful to our societies progress out of collective suffering? Maybe this is too loaded of a conversation to just put in one part of a scroll, I fear I may need to expand this part into a lecture for the sake of keeping my ting brief here on substack.

Now let’s walk down this thoughtform loop for a second. If authenticity is only the quality of being real and entitled to acceptance, that would imply that everything around us is already inherently authentic to its original. What is the ‘original’ self, within the context of the generational toxicity that has been inherited?

Genuinely curious, if this social construct of authenticity being inherently positive served us, how would we be able to depict this original self? This reads to me, that there has to be narratives of self that we go by, even inherent through our bloodline, that our peers, as in the planetary tribe we interact with everyday, isn’t privy to unless at the frequency to read energy with precision. Because it’s not to say that positive self images and affirmations are not a great thing, of course they are. However in the context of being authentic to your originality, how accurate do you feel you are with embodying your truest self? Furthermore, do YOU innerstand and see clearly what you are subconsciously asking me as your peer to accept as the authentic you/reality in relation to you?

Wanna know what I think? Of course you do, that’s literally why you’re reading my diary lmao.

I think, well I know rather, I’ve literally witnessed and experienced beings existing as authentic parasites. Past versions of myself have been unconscious, authentic parasites. This version of this particular matrix was cultivated to breed literal parasites, by ET parasites. If you question why the world is run by people who eat kids, then there’s your answer. They are authentically parasites that have manipulated generations of us to do their malicious bidding. The only reason they need to use us is because of our collective obliviousness to this blatant fact of reality. OUr obliviousness to our own inherent value/magic. I also think, to deny collective suffering, these facts that I’m spitting right now, to disregard them as just a belief, makes you, authentically, bitch made.

No disrespect to any aspects of me, you know I embody oneness and shit so I already innerstand that even the aspects of the infinite I don’t resonate with are still a part of the source. All of this, these layers of the mind and layers of this planet derive from the one and only source. To be an authentic parasite is to still have these fallen matrix ideologies, habits, traits, characteristics and strategies embedded in your psyche. Your ability to see this planet for what it is, is warped at its core for you to qualify as an authentic parasite. Now there are obviously levels to this, as in we all have integrated/segregated from this manipulative malicious inheritance based on the work of the lineage we’ve incarnated in. Speaking as a gen z incarnate, most of us are inheriting very heavy karmic debt from years of subconscious neglect and trauma. Some of our parents didn’t have the capacity to even think about deprogramming anymore than they had already given the sheer amount of shit they’ve had to deal with in this matrix.

Reminding you all that matrix = womb, womb being the environment that breeds and maintains life. Our planet is inhabited by a fallen matrix, it itself is not fallen. Our planet is obviously quite sustainable, taking care of itself without any other species interference. Now the species that were seeded here, are the interference in question. If we are to authentically know ourselves, and be true to our originality, we must know our origin to begin with. We can discuss being seeded on this planet by an ET race in another scroll, but to ground this right now we can focus on the history you already know about. Imagine being taken and planted on land you know nothing about, forced to inevitably grow in a fucked up, premeditated environment, neglectful at its root? Given ideologies to believe in and know as fact whether we liked it or not. Because the fact most of the time was, if we didn’t obey, we’d get hurt. Or someone we loved or looked like us would right before our eyes. Now we’re always gonna grow whether we like it or not but what if someone manipulated the way we grow from the jump?

If we stay in these loops of distortion then of course we’ll never get to the truth of where we truly come from as a ‘human race’, it’s almost like there’s an agenda to anchor just that. Good thing can’t shit get past me in this incarnation. I’m the omniwitness, I see and record all. The love through every season, that undeniable presence you can’t deny.

• Is the source coded essence inherently benevolent? How does the lather even exist?

After further discussion with Infinity, it makes the most sense for the answer to be no. The source, the most high, whatever name we want to call it, does have an inherent benevolent intent, or we can perceive it as such. However, given it has created a free will zone, allowing even evil to exist with the opportunity for evolution may make the source fall into perceptions of being evil as an entirety. We were created, all beings even the spirits/ souls we don’t see with these 2 eyes were created with free will, sovereignty as a birthright. This is how the lather came into existence, given there truly is an infinite amount of ways to perceive anything. So I see this as the avenue where energies like jealousy, envy, greed and gluttony come into existence, because it is attempting to mimic the infinite in a misconstrued way.

Like niggas saw free will and wanted power over it essentially, they wanted the all to serve them. And in a way it does because they are an aspect of the source, but that’s where respect for the infinite gets lost because we are only but aspects of the entirety. Yes infinite in our own archetypal way, catered to how much of ourselves we have dormant/unlocked, existing in relation to other versions of ourselves.

The lather exists because it created itself, just as all things do here. And we create countermeasures in attempts to tame the more radical or overbearing aspects of us, but where did we inherit this metric that governs our state of being? Why are we scared of the things we are scared of/ Why exactly do we ‘instinctively’ conform in the ways that we do? And what does this say about our inherited moral compass. The source is beyond this compass though, making it more abundantly clear how the power to shift this reality has been in each of our hands from the jump.

• What is frequency?

Energy frequency refers to the direct relationship between the energy of a wave and its rate of vibration (oscillation). Depending on the context, it is understood through the laws of quantum physics or as a metaphorical framework for emotional and mental states of well-being.

When I ask, how are you oscillating, or how are you vibrating, it is an alternative to how are you feeling because it depicts the true meaning regarding our ‘feelings’. What is the root of all feeling/emotion? Where do they come from and how do they either stick with us or go away? In addition to this, tying it back to our case study point, are we as a people conscious enough to innerstand why we feel the things that we feel?

We can agree that emotions pass by like clouds- unless you hold onto them. Harboring emotions I see, is what shifts a being’s overall frequency. You are not automatically your emotions, you are but a vessel for them. So if I’m a vessel for my emotions then that makes me some sort of conductor, being capable enough to withstand the dips and rises of said flow of emotions continuously. I genuinely don’t see how high/low got integrated into this node of innerstanding except for the heaven and hell constructs. Because heaven is depicted as higher, we see things that are more appealing to our senses as good, and since hell is depicted as beneath us, we associate things that bring dissatisfaction to our senses as bad.

I’d like to invite us to an alternative, more helpful lens, that allows frequency to exist as either lighter or heavier. This metric allows us to tap into the true nature of the word- the feeling. Even depicting the word in terms of sound, you can feel vibrations just as much as you can hear them. Once we can balance our own projections and align them with more effective lenses, things literally become less heavy. There is an excruciating amount of weight, holistic weight this fallen matrix has manipulated us to attach ourselves to. Who are we without the need to hold on to unnecessary holistic baggage? Another way the higher/lower thing can work in a benevolent lens is because of the sun. But the sun is constantly being orbited so it technically isn’t always above us now is it?

In conclusion, I am coming to accept everyone for their authentic selves, outside of the narratives that societies create for us. Regardless of how healed anyone claims they are without necessary accountability for your originality, it becomes harder and harder to accept people for the person they project themselves to be. But that in itself, I feel, is another layer of authenticity, just on a different dimension. You can be authentically out of alignment. Meaning as your peer, I can accept that you are genuinely neglectful and not at all concerned with your own personal evolution. I can conclude that based on your life choices you are not equipped to take care of yourself within the context of this holistic war. I think this greatly refers to our perceivable reality too, like some of us don’t realize that the world does not exist based on the way that they personally perceive the realm, UNLESS, your reprogrammed perspective is in alignment with this source coded ascension process we are collectively undergoing. This, to me, is the only reality that matters because I grew up with a broken family and watched my people suffer, every single day of my life. From homeless people on the street to literally watching my own mother fall ill, this matrix that we are waking up to is the hell you’ve been programmed to think is beneath you.

Now if you’re authentically one of these parasitical anchors of hellish agendas then cool, just say that. My tribe and I are gonna annihilate you, but you’ll just return back to the infinite bro. Is that insensitive? That I have little regard for all things out of alignment with the mission to anchor a sovereign planet for the generations to come? For the kids that exist right now?

Call me what you want, but despite the shadow work I gotta do, I am in complete acceptance and hold deep accountability for being the true original source, with benevolent intent. Everything else can quite literally burn.

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A trope, narrative, a theme, that’s what we can call these trendy think pieces and general self help advocacy takes. Over here I always intend to guide you deeper into your own knowing, so bare with me as I get this point across. This will feel like a creative health check up but a bit more casual. I’m not here tryna be anything but my authentic self, and a part of me doing that is being completely honest with what I actually want to talk about.

Right now I want to speak about affirmations vs observations and how I’ve noticed the imbalance of the two affects my life lately.

Allowing my words to flow in this manner is fairly new to me, I guess it feels fresh everytime I come back around to it even though I’ve been writing long form essays like this since 2021. In a way, I’ve been sharing affirmations and observations with my collective for a while now, so it surprises me every time I am relatively at a loss for words when I’m ‘scheduled’ to write a piece here.

See, I wouldn’t affirm I’m mandated to do anything, however I do observe that having a schedule as to where I create and post my content keeps me accountable and consistent.

Affirmation: to strengthen, make steady, confirm

Observation: watch over, note, heed, look to, attend to, guard

These are the etymologies of these 2 words. And I’ve always regarded them as such, in my own words I’d say that to affirm something is to commit to a mantra. All mantras aren’t good but what you choose to affirm will indeed become your reality. We’ve heard that one before right? And these observations are simply us witnessing our given reality and putting words to it. Not that we necessarily want to keep bringing it into existence, but the truth of the present is exactly what it is.

I’m particularly passionate about this layer of intellect because it impacts my everyday conversations and overall interactions with people. I have a very specific pack mentality that is very warrior coded, and I accept that that requires some assimilating to. I don’t expect for ever single person to innerstand my choice of words and actions at first glance, but I do require a level of active, aware participation from the beings who intend to choose me in a rather close proximity.

Basically don’t come round my parts with that unintentional shit, that ungrounded spiritually tainted shit.

The reason I require this level of intentionality within communication is because I’ve evolved to a state where I can’t help but be just that. I will always make it abundantly clear what I’m affirming vs what I’m observing and I literally cannot live my life any other way. The way this realm already is set up to harvest energy, I rebuke any instance of my energy being unintentionally siphoned. The truth of the matter is, my protection protocol has little to do with the trauma I’ve experienced in connection, but so much more to do with the embedded conditioning we have as a people on this planet.

We experience entirely too much of each other. Like literally, we should be satisfied in the luxuries the earth gives us and within the interpersonal village we choose to cocreate with. But nay, more we say! As we further siphon resources from this abundant realm. We have the privilege of access, and over the years of adapting we have just made ourselves, the resources we need more and more accessible.

Where has this so-called ease brought us? We observe that we are harming the planet with over consumption but we actively affirm that we are doing so much better and conserving waste and halting pollution. Are our efforts truly enough to rise to the magic of our affirmations? Have we put enough energy behind what we want to anchor, vs what we continue to witness on a day to day.

I ask this to the planetary tribe as an alignment node for myself. From my podcast, to my budding documentary, to the GetBaked Reflections Magazine, I am truly questioning our merit and accountability as a whole. My avenues of planetary stewardship are to capture, witness and translate these times into archival nodes of intelligence and I intend to be honest every single step of the way. I have no choice. What are we affirming our world to be vs what we continuously observe and what are we willing to do to close that gap?

Evolution, change, is the only constant. What do we do to delay our innate evolution? How clearly have we observed this planet and the abundance on it? This earth has taken care of itself for so long just for us to be seeded here and affirm that we have the ability to reverse that sustainability. I innerstand that we observe global deterioration like pollution, extinction and such, but how accurately are we observing these things and how do we direct our affirmations as effectively as possible.

It’s not enough to say that the AI interfaces are wasting water because people won’t really feel that in their chakras until they quite literally have no more water. When shit hits close to home, thats when people real feel the repercussions of their words/ actions. This makes me wonder if we can only really see observations as real, and affirmations as wishful thinking. We can sit here and affirm shit all day but what is really felt is the reality we are all witnessing.

This is why in the media space, I say what I say and go about my day. Because I can’t be sure of the purity of anyone’s affirmations. Some things I can feel, like it’s said and I actually can sense into the information and choose to affirm it, or simply observe it.

An affirmation is more of a choice to register that phrase or circumstance as something that should seep into our lived experience. Whereas an observation is what is occurring right there and then, which isn’t always up to us.

I affirm that I am not in alignment with violation, but that does not stop the unpredictable realm around me from possibly violating me, to my perception.

Affirmations and observations can also vary given the person’s perception. Some may resonate with an experience completely differently that others, making affirmations in particular a bit more personalized. But an observation has more room to be neutral, because again this is the truth of the matter, what we are witnessing.

I guess in a way an affirmation can be personalized as well, catered to the avenues of growth one has to make.

This way, in my gracious opinion, we can all be a bit more intentional with what we spew out on a day to day, and maybe, just maybe, we can expedite this particular evolution season we’re in right now. And hopefully refrain from traumatizing each other even more because at this point, I’m observing that we all may indeed be doing too much.

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Am I having fun? I ask myself as the world depressingly trudges along whilst simultaneously collectively suffering.

I guess the easy answer would be yes, because I am fun, I create it regardless of where I am or what circumstance I’m in. I am already present with my ability to shift my reality, aka my state of being is all that is in my control. It just sucks tho, having to deal with the world around me sometimes.

It only sucks because of lack of reciprocity, which seems to be a continuous theme in my writings. I mean, we’re in a parasitical matrix where the incarnated parasites are in utter denial that they are indeed parasites. So what are we to do when we are in the midst of a society that can’t collectively grasp the idea that they may be the very poison infecting the abundant realm we live on?

Do I complain too much? Is what I speak about too dark all the time? Am I Ms serious pants, unable to ke ke with the common folk? I find it increasingly difficult to resonate with any collectives at this time, given the sheer amount of resilience it takes to keep existing here in this realm. I know you feel it too. The energetic turbulence. It’s not something I personally can ignore right now, I seem to be being called to something greater than myself with every breath I take so I’ve learned to accept that I am not meant to live a life that looks like anyone else’s.

Who am I to be leading anyone? Obviously I’m SznLuv and that designation is more expansive than I can even imagine right now. But I just always have to meditate on this inherent influence because when you grow up with a spark that others recognize before you do, it’s a straight highway to shame and guilt town, due to the constant gaslighting and heavy projections stacked on your shoulders. I didn’t ask to be who I am, I just am, and we are inevitably shaped by the environment we experienced as a child.

It all comes back to that huh? Our traumas. I hear some collectives are tired of the psychoanalyzing of life, and the constant nitpicking of our self discovery journeys. I agree that some things are just to be experienced. In this neutral state I reside in these days, it feels very much like a continuous state of presence, where I am breathing through all emotions that choose to stop by. Not allowing them to consume me or overpower my state of being, but even that I meet with curiosity. Why would I ‘not allow’ my being to do something it clearly feels called to do? Am I subjected to molding my ability to feel to the artificial construct of what you people deem as normal?

Is this just a life of restricting ourselves to a shape that satisfies leeches? Are we, as a people, meant to continue to conform to fallen angelic agendas? I feel all too attached to the outcome of this holistic war, I don’t want to fall into the traps laid out for my ancestors, I am choosing to be free. And if me freeing my mind means missing out on what society deems as ‘fun’ then so be it. Because freeing my mind is fun.

Now I can’t help but ponder upon the painfully truthful fact, that fun is subjective to each being’s wealth status. What fun am I to have? Being born into a rather, unstable bloodline, with no helpful holistic inheritance? I indeed, had to work harder to get things and into places that others have gotten for so much less, simply because their foundation was more stable. Maybe I’m forcing myself to make my situations ‘fun’ due to the lack of resources and regulation I perceivably have been granted. Right now I wouldn’t say I am numb, however I do resonate with a very strong ‘not giving a fuck’ energy right now.

I’ve ‘called back all of my energy’ so to speak. Though any energy I’ve given was always theirs to keep, I just have been severing ties and shutting doors tight, so that no more bullshit seeps through. I can only be grateful for any leaks that reveal themselves though because it’s an ample opportunity to become more precise.

Faking it till you make it seems like such people pleaser shit to me now because you can’t fake being in alignment. All you’re doing is suppressing the real stuff that needs to come up and be faced. Holding a mirror up to myself is fun, I mean I’ve been filming and posting myself since 2015 the evolution is honestly remarkable. All the entries I place here are mirrors too. That’s why staying away for too long feels foreign, like I have to say something to my peoples. The real ones who read these entries are really who I do it for. The ones who have my tracks in their everyday playlists and the ones who check in and reach out. The ones who like and share every post. Those are the beings I show up consistently for, and for myself of course.

I can’t fake my support, I can’t act like I fuck with something that I honestly and truthfully do not resonate with at all. Politely isolating myself from all that doesn’t serve my evolutionary, everlasting existence. I won’t be pulled out of my creation chambers, as fluid as I get, I am, deeply impacted by those I choose to love, something I’ve been studying about myself. How close can I truly get to anyone if everything, for me at least, is truly that deep? Like the regard as to which I hold my loved ones, those I call my soul tribe, is so close that if either of us forget to be intentional, I’ll get hurt instantly. Is it in my nature to love so deeply, without fear of the scars it may leave on me? Am I inherently selfish for being so tunnel visioned on my craft, my path? Is my chosen lifestyle, my way of perceiving this realm, so foreign it’s too hard for others to get close and want to stay?

Even as someone who over thinks as much as I do, I still wonder constantly about my blindspots, and my ability to take healthy advice from those who love me. One can see that a big part of my problem before was absorbing too much advice from others who honestly did not have my best interests in mind at all. But because I loved them oh so much, I listened. And that had brought me down to places I never want to crawl out of ever again. I think it’d be more fun if I could just, love how I love without shame, without invasive thoughts of being abandoned or betrayed. I genuinely don’t have these fears constantly because generally, I am so excited to love. But that has been used against me before so I am now neutrally cautious in love. Can I be neutral and cautious at the same time?

I don’t want to be cautious with the way I express my gratitude, excitement, admiration, but like I said when magnetism goes unprotected, when you’re leading and influencing without having ever asked to be put in the position too, it’s a bit more sensitive. Especially in my inner circle, I want to lock in with beings who are able to see me, and stick around for all of my seasons. I’m tired of being the rock for everyone else. I’ve anchored so much stability as a friend, a lover, a so called family member, have put up with, coddled so much shit that I owe it to myself to be as raw as I need to be in order to fully set myself free. What’s up with people admiring the light yet not being able to face it head on? Let alone stick around and shine with it?

I’m way too omnipresent with the continuities of this realm that I literally anticipate lessons that will be repeated in more elevated fonts. Why would I deny me the clarity I give myself for someone else’s perceivable chaos? As much as it may not make sense to me, it may be the only lines of logic keeping them alive. Who am I for you to let me and my choices override that? Who am I to even call your lines of logic ‘chaos’ just because that’s how it reads to me?

There’s an aspect of me that finds it difficult to think of myself as any sort of role model or someone with something someone else wants. I’ve always been at some sort of perceivable disadvantage in my eyes, where I couldn’t do anything but sit with my own jealousy for other peoples inheritance. They have a stable family unit, why would they be jealous of me? Frequency wars are a real thing and I learn something new about my magic every single day. I often wish for the consistency I provide, to be provided to me outside of me. Like obviously I am attentive with myself, yet I do crave that from others, in a large capacity. Cuz matching my intelligence can be daunting, I get it, I’m not expecting everything from one person, platonically or romantically. You’re literally choosing to love God, the infinite source incarnated in the flesh. I’m not saying that to be cocky, it’s a testament to the love I embody here in this realm, to even be at the level of magnetism that I’m at. But loving my current partner right now, who is an omnilover himself as well, shows me that there is truly nothing that can’t be alchemized.

Turns out, the resilience my inner child embodied was a charge up for this magnificent uncovering of conscious existence. My laugh is just as contagious now as it was when I was a little girl, and I don’t intend to be misguided from my joy ever again. This state of neutrality is bringing me an ease that holds no responsibility for any energy field but my own. I’m choosing wisely who I give advice, share a laugh with, or even make eye contact with because at this point, I feel so sensitive about my shit I can’t even react.

This entry felt rightfully scattered yet, has inspired a few other ideas I’ve written down to talk about next. Can’t underestimate the alchemy that happens here, I always find my way back to myself somehow, fuller and more vibrant than before.

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If we inevitably impact each other on this planet due to coexisting on the same plain, it’s almost implied that we have a seemingly invisible responsibility to ourselves and this planet in which we obtain all of our resources from. It would seem we have continuously found ourselves in the space of disparity as a planetary tribe despite us being one in the same. It’s easy to argue that we are not all the same given how differently each of our environments have shaped us, creating strong juxtapositions in each of our choices.

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Feeling a tad silly, well I’d say particularly like a laugh. Omg bro I LOVE a laugh, that is my FAVORITE thing actually when I really think about it. To laugh? To make others laugh, especially my loved ones???? Oooooooooo darling! Something bout dat right derrrrrr? Feels just right. That spot right there? Truthfully I could live forever.

Embracing the everlasting love we have emitting from our being, learning not to rummage around in what I like to call “shoulda coulda woulda land” lmao. Cuz if there’s one thing ima do is think about something, my head has always been the safest place to be. Also learning to come out a bit more tho, speak a little louder, hold a bit more conviction. I get so passionate and my inner child really thought it was a problem to be so excited. But we’re walking with bravery as we build the reality we always knew already existed.

Can I revel in that for a bit tho? The beauty in my perception? Of myself, of this realm, of my loved ones, the planetary tribe as a whole like- to be seen by me? Wow what an honor because even me seeing me makes me a lil nervous lolllll. I am divinely pleased with the way I relentlessly show up for myself regardless of what I’m facing. My everlastingly loving lense. Am I naive for continuing to intend to see that in others or am I just projecting my omnilove all over the place? Am I too impatient to deal with anything less than? I think about the people I choose not to communicate with anymore and often feel deep guilt, if I’m being completely transparent to myself in this moment. I contemplate on the righteousness I feel in protecting my sweet love, basking in its intentionality, because this is the very essence beings gravitate towards in the first place.

And if anyone deserves the light I have to offer this world, it would be my creators right? Like the beings who hunched and made me. They may be embarrassed to even say that tho, given they haven’t been together since I was like 2 and have always communicated just how much they despised each other. As a kid, hearing both sides of your parents hating each other is truly revealing to their chosen nature. I couldn’t imagine abandoning my kids, physically or emotionally, regardless of the distress that goes on in my life but hey- not everyone is me, not even my parents I guess. Are beings embarrassed to love me loudly?

I know I was just a kid but I am very present with my growing patterns, and to me it was completely evident that having children was a lot of work. That read to me, that I needed to be more easy somehow. I spent a great deal of my childhood reading the room, analyzing the pathways of security in my own being, what little it felt like I had. As children we’re just moved around, told to do this and that, and I can only now continue to truly remember what it actually is, to be present with evolution. If my environment was patient enough with their own growing patterns, maybe I’d be a different person. I already know that isn’t my fault but the responsibility of it truly radicalizes me. I am, inevitably shaped by what has bruised me, and if I don’t acknowledge the pain I won’t ever be able to take out the stick that’s stuck keeping the wound open.

Just a world of open wounded aspects of ourselves bumping into each other, trauma in so many different fonts. Finding your people in this realm is such a privilege bro, like aligning with beings who are continuously choosing to rise to the occasion alongside you is truly bliss. You’re incarnated here to a conditioning that tells you that your immediate bloodline is supposed to be that tribe you stick with forever. But for beings like myself who have experienced much hardship within the interpersonal dynamics of a rather, broken family unit, that reality was far from the case for us in our upbringing. Therefore, for me atleast, soul family, chosen family, has saved me. Regardless if I’m aligned with those beings anymore, as a conscious storyteller my experiences are only tools that act as a thread for my divine super power to witness, capture and showcase.

Even being present with this scroll right now is a form of that and to me it seems so minimal, why do I feel like this right here is the bare minimum? When I’ve been shown so many times that me just flowing within this softness, this sharp laser focus that I have for my divine intellect, will bring me all that I need. It feels so regular to create this mirror, and expand within my creations because they are all mirrors. And I LOVE seeing me like??? This truly feels, writing here right now, like the least I can do- like I have energy for so much more bruh. I must slow down even, reroute the way I flow my divine intellect given the zip files, literal terabytes of ideas, codes, and inventions I get to my etheric chambers. Resonating deeply with the softness my femininity is continually walking me into. As I, relax more in my joy I genuinely experience the continuous bliss of rising back into the infinite.

So many projections when it comes to ‘building for the infinite’. Is the world ashamed of my ability to change? Are they ashamed of my choice of lifestyle? Do they get some sort of second hand embarrassment at me expressing as vulnerable as I do for my collective? Are they confused at my choice of companionship and relationship dynamic? Do people have to know my personal life, like deeply personal shit about myself, to trust my decision making or to be around me? To any capacity that is too, like are beings grounded in the knowing that they create their reality, to comprehend that I as well do the same, just confidently? I am obviously, happy with what I have chosen, and I have a very very strong sense of trust for myself, with and without beings around me. Is it selfish for me to create my art around me and the rawness of how I perceive life? Is it, off putting for me to make mistakes even as a confident, self assured being?

I already know the answers to these questions, I started off feeling silly and now I am in deep thought, which may feel intense to some. As I read more of James Baldwin’s work I realize so much about how words can go over people’s heads, in a way that doesn’t spark collective action, but idealization and complacency. We feel for Micheal Jackson so much, but when he was telling ya’ll it starts with the man in the mirror, and that we are the world and the children, and that they don’t really care about us, what the fuck, like the actual fuck, were the adults doing? What else was there to do but get the fuck up and get into some collective synergy and radical action? Why wasn’t Fred Hampton protected enough? Why is the U.S military a literal gang cultivated to keep us in check like cattle? Why have these evil beings been able to run rampant?

Everyone wants to keep being confused at the continuous sacred rage, that beings like myself and Infinity embody, because you are numb to your own suffering, so of course, you can’t hear the planet suffering. You’re not even equipped to save yourself, why would I depend on you to be there for me? The pack mentality is something I’ve craved this whole life time. Like I said the way I show up for myself makes even me nervous because that type of stable, committed love is that artificial attachment we feel to the fallen aspects of our bloodline. Who was supposed to be our pack, our tribe, yet just are not (for some of us, pls love on your ppls if they’re receptive). Like regardless of how we got here, the compatibility just isn’t there as to where we make it a nonnegotiable to be in each other’s lives. Ideally, no division spells can exist in our connection because we know we are tribe.

Why would I lie to you? Why would I allow myself to be lied to when I know the truth and have been shown the truth so clearly? What if I’m just the aspect that was shown shit in a certain way, hence me being able to display shit in this manner and embody this state of being? Can you support me through that? Can you continue to be yourself alongside that? I’m grateful to have grounded so many beings, give many people a boost in their journeys holistically, do I need to be inspired by you the way you are inspired by me?

Are you honorable without the recognition? A question for all who resonate with me. MJ said he’d slit his own wrist before harming a child. My partner Infinity has said he’d off himself before dishonoring his path or being emasculated by this falling regime. They have taken our spirit tribe, they have stolen our innocence and are pulling wool over our eyes, an observation not an affirmation. I for one, won’t sit obliviously to the malice, and niether should you.

What I do affirm, is gathering more me’s. Beings who are open minded and easy going. Peaceful in their spirit, decisive in their decision making and relentless in having a good time through the battle! I see this war clearly and I simply can’t be around beings who deny it, and are living a life perpetuating the very things we’re looking to dismantle. How can you love the art I create and NOT desire to continue to rise? You’re gonna have to do it anyway, whether you choose me or not. I guess I’m getting used to beings not choosing me, because of however I make them feel. Am I clingy for wanting to move as one with a group of beings? Like not only lovers, but platonic tribal members who are committed to the journey, devoted to taking care of one another, and having each other’s backs?

Maybe I’ll feel that when Camp Infinite grounds. Expanding my divine intellect as Editor in Chief of the GetBaked Reflections Magazine has been an honor, and the lineage of these issues will be one of my first established pieces of work as a writer. So having these printed out means the absolute world to me. I love the life I’ve cultivated for myself, and I am grounded in what I am here to anchor.

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I am grateful for every experience, as this is what keeps me inspired.

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I am grateful for change. I am comfortable and safe in the divine guidance that leads me to my highest good. Thank you for the gifts, thank you for the flowers all that may not be in the physical just yet.

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I am grateful to be mindful, as this is what keeps me grounded in my divinity.

Mindfulness is the intentional use of attention. I take my time. I innertand that there is no rush, nowhere I have to be, and nothing to do except stay present. This present moment is a gift and I am…

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A few updates before I begin:

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Life

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You know, I give a lot of thanks to the people who really support me loudly. Business has been a center point for me for a very long time, some would even say a grounding point during the most ungrounded times of my life. Entrepreneurship puts a level of responsibility on your shoulders that doesn’t always feel the most comfortable, and that doesn’t stop it from being a blessing but it does mean that the constant discomfort can either make or break the beings around you.

This is just from my observations as someone who has spearheaded through countless cycles as a business owner, the fluctuation of beings in and out of my life reads to me as beings staying away from a burning building that keeps setting itself on fire. Now I know this is only my perception because I’ve been made to feel like a burden for a large portion of my current existence. But entertaining the thought that I could’ve been engaging in literally anything else to be a more convenient friend/ community member, sparks some curiosity in my ethers.

Within the past week I’ve been faced with the projection of community being an inconvenience. Y’all know I identify things to be projections because the only take I stand for is my own and I won’t fully take in a perspective unless it is in complete alignment with what I know to be source ordain. So you could probably imagine saying anything is an inconvenience would firstly be an observation rather than something I’d affirm, and secondly a poor excuse for putting up with mediocre connections.

The reason this sparks such turbulence in my headspace tho is because this week I was left to question if I’ve ever intentionally or not been an inconvenience to any version of my community. I’d say my community has definitely evolved, I’ve done a lot of shedding of my own layers so inevitably beings fall out of alignment for a multitude of reasons. So I definitely felt more like a burden before than I do now, it’s pretty self-inflicted now rather than before when beings were expressing immediate distaste for my presence. Have I been an inconvenience to my community for being unhoused for a long period of time? By being brought up in a rather, broken family, was I unintentionally an inconvenience to the ones who chose to take me in, feed and clothe me?

It doesn’t feel pretty to say but I know I have. And I simultaneously know that around the right community it wouldn’t have been an inconvenience at all and this is where I am balancing the energy at, right here in this interval.

Because I have never been in a position to have a grounded enough lens on anything to say anyone was an inconvenience to me. Truthfully I think toxic positivity was so overwhelmingly reassuring for me during those times I quite literally forced myself to see the good in beings. Even when they hurt me. Even when the disrespect was clear. I’m not justifying my unhealthy coping mechanism but I am acknowledging the root of my neglect, which might have been the inconvenience people experienced when interacting with me.

I’m proud of how confident and self aware I’ve become, it took a lot of deprogramming to get here. I’m not looking to stay complacent in artificial, deteriorating inheritance, I’m present with my rewiring and I’m happy with how far I’ve come because of choosing to grow relentlessly. The only semi-regret that shows up for me in terms of seeing the good in so many fucked up people is how much I never got to train my muscles in confrontation. I avoided it at all costs at one point, and when I did muster up the courage to face someone I was severely dysregulated and unable to articulate myself clearly and without basically crashing out. I still fall into this reaction habit sometimes now but I’ve gotten a lot better. It’s like my body is still retraining itself to accept that its reactions or instincts are not inherently negative problems even when met with correction.

Was it really an inconvenience for my family and I to be unhoused or were we just surrounded by a community who didn’t truly like us? I watched my mom provide, for years, for us and the community in the neighborhood. When we lived in East Flatbush, the 50z, she had a hair salon that was basically the spot for her homies in the neighborhood to come through, enjoy some good food and music. But when we got evicted, the tune changed. We were taken in only to be stolen from and lied to. It hurt to watch the very community that my mom fed, turn her away like she and her children meant nothing.

It wasn’t an inconvenience for her to provide in the way she did until it literally was. It’s like source had to show us that we can no longer feed leeches by putting us in a position to be in need of sustenance, just to be met with the underlying selfishness that was hiding under the fake smiles. I adopted my mothers magnetism and nurturing spirit, where as a grown lady I am fully aware that serving my community is far from an inconvenience. Cuz when you’re entrepreneurship is rooted in your divine purpose it is never a draining mission to operate to my fullest capacity.

Until it is.

Being burnt out is not fun, and should not be a part of the regular schedule of cultivating a life on this earth. The sheer amount of shit we have to plan for in a year is what causes all the stress we feel, from remembering birthdays to planning for these artificial holidays and miscellaneous festivities, no wonder all we can do is work for money, eat and sleep. Cuz it’s all done to further solidify the leisure time we’ll be granted when these events do come around. An inconvenient society will absolutely breed inconvenient people.

I’m sure you don’t enjoy the smell of the homeless person on the train, yet there they are coexisting in the same cart as you. I’m certain we don’t like that chemtrails are seeding artificial clouds but all we can do is look up and wonder ‘well what can I do about it?”.

It’s just pretty interesting to experience the selective grievance pertaining to the ‘community is an inconvenience’ conversation, because we seem to like affirming shit as a collective while not acknowledging the reality of what you’re anchoring.

I get it, you may not have wanted to wake up early to take your friend to the airport but you got up and did it anyway cuz maintaining community means to be inconvenienced! But in the case where that person is respecting your time by telling you days before, is actually going to pursue/ engage in something that they really love and have the financial security to take care of themselves along the way- which part of this is an inconvenience? The fact that you had to wake up early? To me that sounds lazy and honestly like you’re disinterested in what your friend has going on.

I’m not saying we gotta be gungho-jumping up and down happy for them at the crack ass of dawn. But a little intention in what you subconsciously project should be the bare minimum. Healing my nervous system looks like me being in someone else’s house and laying down to relax for more than 20 minutes before feeling like I have to get up and clean something. Maybe I wouldn’t have that trauma instilled in my bones if I had been met with a softer, more intentional community that didn’t see it as an inconvenience for me to be unhoused in their home.

But that’s the thing tho, I was an inconvenience in those moments. Like I’m sure everyone appreciates having their own space, their bed and house to themselves, especially their food to themselves. To me this is bred from the neglect of a fallen society, where deterioration is met with easy bandaid fixes rather than intentional repairs, physically architecture wise, as well as internally from person to person. So because we lived in a fucked up society, the community that we claim to love and cherish has room to be inconvenient to us in our reality.

Now my only quarrel with this blatant fact is this: if every individual were to upgrade their mindset, love themselves to the fullest extent, and hold space for correction and accountability, maybe this society and the people in it won’t be so inconvenient.

I can look at the world like that too, where my people pleasing layers can be put up against the light and cross examined for enabling and overall neglect. I could have seen it as inconvenient to deal with peoples shadows, the shit they choose to not deal with. I could claim it as an inconvenience to have had to give my hard earned 16 year old cash to my little sisters for school trips and sign their permission slips when my mom couldn’t. I could chop up all the beings I’ve taught for free via either the OPP Creative Roster or the SCB Portal as an inconvenience, as well as the lack of engagement on my socials to be inconvenient as well.

However, because I have been made to feel like a burden for so long, I have alchemized that into perceptional strength. A strength you can holistically pick up on, a non judgemental lens of grace and generosity. Before, my perception of others was a safe haven, a ticket to redemption. Aka the way I would gas these niggas heads they’d think there ain’t shit for them to work on. Either that or they’d internalize my discontent to a point where putting on a smile and expressing gratitude was the only way to keep the peace. Now, like presently, I exist at a very thin threshold between the light and dark within me, where impatience is showing up in times of utter disrespect and devotional compassion shows up in times of embodied love and truth. The truth isn’t always pretty but I rather that than someone faking like they wanna be around me out of keeping up the ‘community’ act. I’m actually learning to trust myself when the impatience arises because times of dysregulation in the past have made me doubt my ability to really read something or someone to filth in a conscious way. It’s just become such an uncomfy thing for me but since I’m so devoted to honesty I exercise by saying the hard things anyway now. And over the past 4 years that’s been tough but alchemical.

I don’t want to be an inconvenience to the people I love. Not my lovers, my tribal members, colleagues, like if you’re active within this community why would I want to inconvenience you? I don’t wanna be inconvenienced either because bro there’s enough shit going on in this society for us to worry about, let alone course correcting each other on how to show up intentionally. Am I just gaslighting myself by thinking that my loved ones will never inconvenience me? Because I absolutely have touched the shit end of the stick for holding people close, who were not prepared for that proximity thus fell back to further work on themselves. It is quite an inconvenience to love someone and see their potential yet experience them not rise to the occasion of their personal evolution. I can only hope beings stay aligned with the love I have to offer because I have so much of it.

It’s rather convenient tho isn’t it? The excuse that ‘maintaining community is to be inconvenienced’.... Because it helps society keep up the charade that ‘no one is perfect’, and ‘everyone makes mistakes!’ I’m not holding myself to perfectionist standards by being devoted to my evolution. I’m not a fix up project, I’m a healing angel, that literally exudes magic elixir in the forms of words, melodies, conscious cinema and literally whatever I put my mind to. If one can’t see that value in my stewardship clearly enough then I will indeed become some sort of inconvenience to them, mistakes and imperfections aside. And furthermore, aren’t mistakes and imperfections only an issue when the being is not aware of them? Thus unintentionally creating a rather inconvenient experience for those around them?

Maybe I’m just projecting my free spirit and sexy mind again. Apologies, I think I’m the goat so I tend to let my love spray like that at times.

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I’d say I’m rather romantic. A type of love that sneaks up on you like a steady river running along the rocks of a stream, quietly molding them smooth. Not intended to knock you off or make you no loser, but a flow that brings ease to your body and a clarifying deepness to every breath you take. It can also be described as a delightful slap in the face, or a cold plunge on a sunny rising in the woods, birds chirping and shit. Electrifying.

I’ve never had to try to be this, I literally just am the embodiment.

To my own demise though, some perspectives would project. An omnilover I describe as a being who loves all beings that are of source coded divine alignment. I resonate with being neutral through innerstanding the multidimensionality of ourselves and this realm so a large part of my alchemy has to do with studying these various perspectives that reveal themselves. Whether in my own headspace or expressed by someone around me, these thoughtforms make themselves known and that, to me atleast- is interesting.

See and that right there is a part of my so-called problem because why do I consider all angles? Why is it so interesting to me, to have other perspectives revealed to me? I don’t just do it to myself- cuz as you can probably tell by my YouTube channel and this here public diary, I find my own self especially enticing. I also do it to my lovers, my tribe, the colleagues that work with me like this is a habit that’s even embedded in my invocation I noticed.

I guess I just admire myself so much, like?? I don’t judge me harshly so why would I judge you? Now yea I got trauma, and coping mechanisms I created to try to protect myself from perceivable threats but after dismantling all that and reprogramming, it’s pretty evident that I’m the fucking goat.

And I mean that with my whole chest. Like when I say I’m the infinite, I’m the source, I am that I am- I expect nothing but snaps of agreement because you should know it’s the truth. That’s why my love feels like that. That’s why my gaze pierces through the hearts of all who dare to let their eyes wander over here. A frequency you just never forget. That didn’t come from trauma, it already was, trauma just tried to make me forget. My magnetism is a result of the inner atmosphere I have watered and maintained. Can I talk a little bit about magnetism without the sacral distortions society has been taught to internalize?

Don’t put me in a box cuz I’ll break it, don’t put me on a pedestal cuz I’ll burn it, a few confirmations from my reality regarding being who I be unapologetically. It’s not my fault that I was incarnated sexy and it’s definitely not my fault that beings don’t know how to control themselves because of it. Being born in a victim blaming society breeds much controversy around holistic attractiveness and it’s a sickness I deem a very necessary point of study. Cuz how the fuck am I 14 at a modeling audition and the old guy behind the table says he ‘loves my lips’, to which my step dad got seriously ticked off about, quickly ushering me out the vicinity. After a good hour of waiting to be seen too, just to leave swiftly due to targeted remarks regarding a child’s perceived attractiveness.

True story by the way, and my pops and I had a long conversation afterwards that I will never forget. All the subliminal messaging videos I watched late at night on youtube came to life as he described to me the horrors behind the mask of the entertainment industry. Now, at the time I wasn’t aware of the depths of what that man said to me because I was obviously a fucking child, but something he had to break down to me was the origins of what a grown man means by he ‘likes your lips’.

This is where my heart starts to hurt a bit for my inner child/teen because as much as it irritates me to remember, it was my lived experience to have to be walked through this conversation.

It was revealed to me that day that a so-called compliment in that manner, aimed at the lips in particular, specifically in casting rooms, a phrase like ‘love/like your lips’ was used as a signal that that man was intending to invite that girl to give him oral pleasure.

Mind you, I was 14.

Innerstanding this wasn’t the only sly way beings in the industry will try to take advantage of you, sent a chill down my spine that stuck with me for years. Thinking about this experience really has me present with the origins of some of the fears that were perpetuated through me. I grew up naturally opposing the industry as a whole, and I see how this experience in particular sparked a very specific aspect of rage that honestly when I think about it? Still feels raw till this day.

I couldn’t be myself apparently. The way I looked, the way I chose to express myself, always had someone else feeling some type of way and somehow, that was always my problem to deal with… Like it’s one thing for them to feel what they feel about me right, but it’s another thing for them to ease these feelings into the crevices of my life through relational turbulence and emotional divisiveness. Can a nigga be themselves or do they have to keep appeasing to the world around them in order to remain safe? Too many instances, has my literally safety been threatened, all because I may have operated out of alignment with what someone else wanted me to do. Key words, THEY wanted me to do something- feel a certain way, give them something I clearly didn’t have to give them. This is what initiated their harm, aggression, or malice towards me.

Can we allow room to speak thoroughly on all lived experiences without putting them up for comparison or debate? We can all agree that trauma is a scale of depth, as in how deep those wounds actually go for us all. But when we recognize that everyone’s pain tolerance in that regard is more so on a scale of emotional intelligence, this is when we can have these conversations a bit more expansively.

Like I’m just a thorough goddess, I’m a fucking scientist. I make sense of shit whether you’ve been programmed to think so or not. I actually think really deeply about the hardships that I’ve been through and how that shaped my being, as well as my own choices in those matters. The depths of what I’ve been though are deep and my tolerance for that is a privilege I feel was passed down by my ancestors and its why I be so fucking tired all the time. Yes, very bad things went on as a child, but I was as dramatic as I was about it because of the genetics I inherited. The mental hoops I as a neuromelanated goddess have to jump through in order to get a word in edge wise around this planet is absolutely ridiculous and has tuckered me out completely.

Growing up thinking that dressing baggy would make me look more intimidating out on the street is a result of how deep this shit cut for me, and I know this is a universal experience for women unfortunately. Making sense of this realm meant acknowledging who I am and what was being projected at me. And I couldn’t afford for any more of my innocence to be consciously pulled away from me like that, it’s bad enough people can perceive me against my will let alone putting up with any type of abuse.

Superconscious of my own existence, knowing that if I was even a tad bit too promiscuous, I’d never be loved, I’d be subjected to harm, any friend would harbor secret envy, and the industry I wanted to step into wants to eat me, literally.

Writing this right now brings a lot of clarity to why I move the way I move now. I feel that much of my teen years were of me adulting honestly, and my 20’s are anchoring the stability that my teens were supposed to give me. Staying put feels good because as a teen I felt I could never put my guard down. Hustler for life, that was my motto deadass. It really wasn’t until I turned 20 thar I started seeing through the bullshit even deeper, where source was revealing the maliciousness that I was choosing to have right beside me, and highlighting the malice within me even.

Little did I know my hyperfocused self was still triggering folks by simply existing. What I wasn’t prepared to regulate was being a trigger point for those I held dearest to me. What do I do when the people I love are triggered negatively by my being? Are all triggers inherently negative just because they’re uncomfortable? And if so, why am I able to tolerate people’s bullshit more than they were able to deal with mine? I wasn’t always the most healed individual, but I do resonate with having the deepest capacities, the most palatable taste for the various aspects of us. Little did I know this was a people pleasing tactic that kept me susceptible to maintaining non-reciprical connections and coddling bullshit mentalities. My loved ones being triggered by me felt like me trying to hug Ms Puff when she’s tweaked out. The spikes piercing straight through my skin? Ow, that shit hurts, but you know what I’m a G and I accept all phases of you so it’s okay! Says a version of me that has happily died.

Oh to be finally free of the shackles of fallen angelic programming. I no longer subscribe to the ideologies embedded in this shattering phantom reality. It was only realy because I was putting my charge aka believing in that shit to a point where it ruled my holistic being.

Y’all know I’m in control of my mind, control ah my perception. I see through the deception- you know the rest okay!

Now that I’ve met my honey lover darling boo, where I’m directing my charge? Is specific as fuck. Like not a lot of shit can get a reaction out of me like it once did. So many no longer have access to my ecosystem, and that is by intentional design. I’ve learned so much about myself, and this connection has grounded me in a way that guides me straight back to myself, time and time again. All there is is me here, you’re me. We’re the source, and that being reiterated so many times is also by design because the more you affirm it the more you shed, and the more you remember. Not me just awakening to the fact that I am literal royalty. And what a disgusting sight to see, this realm being suffocated by malice. We collapse that tho because still we rise.

The tribal unit that I’m intending to build requires my full attention. I am simply not comfortable with doing anything else anymore. There was a point there in 2022-2023 where I felt hopeless in the fret of creating a solid tribal unit but reassured that beings will allow me to lead them, whether I’m ready to guide or not. Since then I’ve grounded so much in my discipline and have been making strides towards the reality I see for myself. The only reason an aspect of me would say it isn’t a satisfying existence right now, is because of all the bullshit we have to cleanse. But just because I have work to do doesn’t mean progress hasn’t been made. Just like we are still the source we derive from despite being fractalized versions of it in variety.

Non monogamy has taught me the beauty in loving myself fully whilst coexisting with another me. And not a me that exists in a different place or far a way but a me who wants to be around to witness my whole existence. Another aspect willing to witness the infinite in real time. This relational dynamic shows you just how sovereign you really are next to other sovereign beings. How sustainable am I actually? How worthy do I feel to be witnessed entirely? I love the idea of joining forces with my current partner to admire women, explore avenues of communication, romance, consent, sex, lust, intimacy- and any and all of the infinitude of things we can witness with each other. Non monogamy has grounded me in healthy conflict, expressing confidence in disagreements not to be combative but to be clear with my words and intentional with which ones I choose.

I want wives because the feminine energy makes me wet too. I crave exploration in the depths of healthy femininity, and romance is the biggest reflector. And me? I’m not no bitch, so best believe I’m putting myself in the best position to be stripped bare of all my toxicity and brought safely back to wholeness. My boyfriend wanting multiple wives too is a plus, and something we do a lot of energy work around in terms of fostering an environment that is conducive to anchoring the reality of our personal dynasty, let alone our entire tribal ecosystem.

When it comes to social media, everyone is gonna have everything to say about any aspect of polyamory, men and women the like get dragged through the mud for simple misconceptions the monogamous lens just doesn’t grant you. What I will say is the collective understanding of the masculine and feminine energy needs a severe upgrade, especially right now as the fallen patriarch is weak in the knees and desperately grasping for scraps.

Something that is deeply attractive to me about my masculine is his consistency in his training. A true warrior, who acts as a constant counteracting force to the fucked up shit here. It’s more than us just yapping about it, he’s been running frequency on this entire planet the entire time. Experiencing someone who never gives up on clarifying a misunderstanding for the sake of shit being cleanse to source integrity, is an eye opener. If there is one thing this man is gonna do it’s evolve, and break the barriers of conditioning every single time. This is the type of discipline that doesn’t have time for the artificial nodes of ‘fun’ that aren’t centered around meditation or movement.The type of discipline that makes you sit up straight and take notes. Seeing his business scale over the past few years has been beautiful, knowing how much he deserves to be reciprocated for literally his embodiment here. Like looks alone, we need to run this man his check seriously, and then some! Expeditiously.

And that’s the type of genes I want my kids to have you know, evolved DNA and shit. Actual planetary stewards, upstanding members of their tribe and the most potent lovers. Just like their parents. Can we be real about the quality of people on this realm and the undeniable issue that is these people having more kids? Like having a kid before we’ve revitalized the planet is crazy work to ME but I digress. Nevertheless the ecovillage I exist in will have all my beautiful chosen family grounded there, and my birthing process, my wives birthing processes, will be healthy, intentional and intimate. Oooo fostering a dynasty of goddesses feels so divinely exciting to me. Seeing my masculines energy combined with another goddesses energy all balled up as a child incarnated here may send some other women into a spiral. But that to me makes sense, it makes me happy to think about. I deserve to exist as I am, and anchor an environment that is conducive to that.

I can speak about what excites me about the feminine energy some more in another really reallyyyy lesbian coded post (damn can I be lesbian if I have a man? Idk but I’ve been yearning for a sexy goddess lover), but for now I’ll say this:

Fuck these mundane programs, romance is me, and I am very happy with my revolutionary life. Despite any turbulence, I am that I am and my lover reminds me of that everyday. And for that I am forever grateful. If they ain’t talking about taking our land back and strengthening our protection mechanisms then sorryyyyyyyyyy this ain’t the dynasty or tribe for you! My circle feels so small because I think the way I evolve is very expedited I noticed. Like I’m not regular at all, I genuinely feel like when it comes to my dynasty, we gone be together everyday bruh. And when we secure the village, our dynasty and the rest of the tribe? Would be congregating everyday. Today things, people, feel so far away and divided. Trynna get people together is the pussy battle of this century because of how triggered people get. Infinity and I have attempted to build with so many individuals, lineages, groups, all of which provided us with the valuable experience of learning more about ourselves and this realm.

I’m dragging it if I want to travel the world with a specific group of people, romantic and platonic? Like I’m talking a secure unit nigga, a tight ship, with a buddy system. We need to be looking out for each other cuz the magnetism is on infinite and these parasites can never get enough of us.

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