Filled with light to inversion
Hi. So 11/11/24 I had a PROFOUND awakening after a 16 year dark night caused by 10 people dying my first year home after the Marine corps. I endured. I witnessed. I planted seeds and loved so deeply. Deep enough to see the remaining family clearly and spending time with my blind autistic bro, we were both healing. But when I awakened, filled with love and compassion and light and wisdom and clarity and such relief, I was home, I wasn't alone, I was never alone even though it seemed that way.
But my family rejected my love. They sent me to the mental hospital repeatedly because I was singing Christmas carols and texting them about how lived they are. Called the cops on me because I was baking a cake? Just relentless coordinated attacks on me. But I was reborn, I was eminating positivity and love. I was safe. Right? No. I was alone in a Orion takeover. My new stepdad moved my family to his house while I was away and he changed them. Flipped their morals and I spent 16 years trying to remind my family who we are and how we love. But I was losing ground slowly. I didn't know what was happening exactly but one day I remembered I love me for trying even if noone appreciated it or could see me as anything other than an object to be used.
I saw myself clearly finally, who I AM. That I'm the guy willing to go into the dark to find the leaks. The one who would rather live for others than build an empire on earth based on lies and control. But my red and orange and yellow were being drained and I couldn't see it clearly til 11/11. And I was miraculously healed over a few months of journaling and meditating and brutal honesty and calm sincere looking. I was the full rainbow and caught the leprechaun and got the pot of gold and was just so relieved. The divine washed my heart with grace and I fell to my hands and knees sobbing I can't believe I get to help my family. But they didn't want help. They wanted control and to keep me small and they aggressively attacked me and it shattered me inside. My brain melted and heart shattered and root shredded.
I stayed for a year trying to focus on love and forgiveness but I was just dying. I lost the light and resources to sincerely forgive. I was too weak to do it again. So I moved from nj suburbs that I hated to the mountains of VA to be with nature. But now I'm here alone and broken and don't know what to do, where to go, how to spend my time, I don't experience time.
When I awakened I suddenly noticed a series of moles in the shape of a big dipper over my heart. And it made total sense. I was a bear in hibernation for 16nyears collecting light in the darkness. I had SOOOO much love and compassion and empathy. Like other worldly. But it's just Gone. 42 years of dedication and focus on love and devotion to others. And it's just gone and the ladle is broken.
It's been a year and a half since my awakening and attacks. I've lived in the mountains for 2 months. Nothing has changed or healed. I just ruminate and try to understand what I did wrong. I'm so scared of 16 more years of a dark night. Or 42 years of service before I get to go home again. I try to look at everything that happened but I can't tell what I did wrong other than being naive and excited and wanting to inspire and guide my family back to true love. I didn't expect them to hate me so much. And now it's like I try so hard to be honest with myself and I can't find an anchor so I keep floating back and forth. Was I good and overrun by Orion's, just an unfair fight. Are they Orion or just lost travelers. Did I waste my life and ruin my salvation? Did I rebell. Am I Orion and didn't know it my entire life. Am I selfish?
All the wisdom and clarity and love and light that lifted me back up home fractured and I fell beneath it and it's like a kalidescope above me now. I'm so scared to do anything wrong that I'm frozen. Paralyzed from any action. I get all these signs that would have been clear and guidance but it's like I forget the language. I see it, I can't unsee it, but I can't translate it clearly. Like my new cabin is at 133. I keep seeing 133 and 33 and 144 and my dad's birth year everywhere and I can't tell if it's to comfort me or if it's a trap.
I got the pearl of great price, I got the golden apple, heart of flesh, corpus colosaum bridge to heaven, like all the biblical and story book and everything. All the magic. And it's just gone. This is excruciating. And I'm so alone now. Scared of everyone cause my family gutted me when I was most vulnerable and open. I thought they were lost sheep but they were swine that trampled my pearl.
I'm dissociated and confused and scared and numb and lost all meaning and identity and I feel like a ghost. The fall was so devestating. For 16 years I battled and entire family that wanted control and to hide in normalcy and I just wanted to love sincerely and I didn't realize my blind spot was the root I had with my family. I loved them so much. And they poisoned it and it rotted away. Once I saw the emeshment clearly it was such a breath of fresh air. God breathed life into my nostrils.
I'm scared I'm an enemy of everything I ever held sacred. That I failed and the rest of my life is just witnessing the consequences of my errors. I feel like I need a care bear stare or something. Like I don't want to be around anyone cause I feel toxic but to do this all over again alone. Idk that it's possible. I'm tired of being alone. I don't want anything other than harmony and to share life with others. Why have I been forced into such solitude and to be surrounded by so many people that just want control and to make me feel small and powerless and alone.