double dare

Welp.

I did say breadcrumbs. Wonder if we ever find out why there was a story about Hansel and Gretel in the first place.

So I did this, right.

And a few days later I did this.

Last night I noticed this happened.

I assumed the usual bot swarms. I was wrong. Those are my other blogs they're hopping back and forth from. How thorough. I've never in Pinky blog history seen so much organic activity on so much of my stuff in so short a time.

So I checked the other blogs and saw similar timestamp stats. This was Surveypalooza. 1:00 a.m., 202 hits.

This was Lexxperience. 1:00 a.m., 694 hits.

This was spaz. 1:00 a.m., 968 hits.

You can come to your own conclusions. You can see how 'coincidental' that traffic is on fairly dead blogs.

So just mentioning Ascension Guide AMG's twitter account on a blog, linked only on my facebook page (NOT G+, twitter, pinterest, or anywhere else) got me reconned. I mean, my regular readers have just never, ever done this. Yes, sometimes I would get maybe a hundred hits after linking all over creation with hashtags, but never have I seen over a thousand uniquely timed on all my blogs like this.

Some of you saw when this started. I've been talking about analytics and stats on Pinky blog since I came back public. It was a game, something to keep me focused on goals. Well, now I've let my blogs go dead and *bam*, someone's interested.

I'm hoping some of you understand the portent of this.

Because I see some of you still going bonkers standing up for your belief systems on social medias in the face of very world changing transparency doing its damnedest to break through the powerthink from the elite 'news' networks, and I'm super facepalm that y'all aren't at least dipping a toe in.

Dare to think.

Dare to think outside your TV boxes. Dare to think about what you are actually watching, actually hearing, actually auto-reflecting back out of your minds.

Dare to doubt.

Dare to wonder why it's so terribly important for the mainstream media to keep hammering into us that life and the world are this certain way and anyone trying to say different is ~bad~.

Dare to see.

What. The. Hell. Is. Right. In. Front. Of. Your. Faces. They mock your religions. They mock your intelligence. They mock your attention spans. They mock your ability to assess your own lives. They mock your pain. They mock your disadvantages. They mock all of us being literal chattel while they live in multimillion dollar mansions and govern the world.

Dare to question.

Why do they want to keep you afraid. Why do they want to keep you dismissive. Why do they want to keep you in the dark watching flickering screens. Why do they want all your money until you  are so broke you'll never be out of debt and your life is a depressing mess. Why are they luxuriating in elite lifestyles while they are deciding our fates...

Dare. To. QUESTION.

Then dare to step over the line.

Because they own us. And in the next post I'm going to share the most important thing you ever read in your life.

I'm watching blogs and youtube channels and twitter and facebook accounts literally get shut down trying to share this stuff. The hackers of the world keep trying to share what they find out, and regular people are being told they are dangerous.

For whom?

If an entire nation of people were ever to find out the truth. The truths. The layered convoluted truths woven into so many lies that you no longer have a clue what's even real.

Dare.



Next post.

horizon

Those all link back to the vid I got them from.

A day can be a good day and still feel really long. Wish I had a hot toddy.

I like stuff like this, too.

The coolest thing about the whole last year was finding out there are many millions of us who recognize we are here for ascension. We're impatient with waiting because we can see what's ahead. We want to wake everyone up on Christmas morning, as it were. We know we're here specifically to be here infiltrating.

Imagine remembering not just one past life, but a bunch of them. I used to wonder why. Because it's Time, that's why.

all your base are belong to us

See, that's the kind of stuff I'm avoiding. It's real out there, guys.

That's also the message getting thru inside my brain. I'm hiding in bed again hoping this really sore throat isn't my own round of influenza A revving up. Kiddo feels fine, she's done. Oh, yeah, the headache says hi, too. Don't wanna leave anyone out.

Yes, I had the shot.

I didn't even think I might be actually getting sick although I spent the entire day feeling glum and out of sync with my family, slogging thru the sinus headache, and dismissing my throat and ears over and over. Finally hit me, burrowed in deep like a bunny under a snowdrift, that I might have the flu coming on.

Years ago I wrote this list of things to consider for when I was so scattered I could barely think because I felt so rotten all the time from flare ups. I haven't needed to fall back on this for a few years, but today I thought of it.

If you are experiencing any of the following, you may be sick and not just feeling rough-

• Crabby and resentful about everything in general, no matter what
• Sad and weepy about everything in general, no matter what
• Watching slow onset of anything sinus, ears, glands, headache
• Digestion is involved in any way, i.e. pain, severe heartburn, intense hunger
• Pain level spikes anywhere in spine require extra pain management with drugs, heat, or ice
• Level of mobility, flexibility, or stamina decreases markedly, i.e. klutziness increases
• Feelings of mean, spiteful, hateful, or anything sarcastically cruel seem funny
• Sleep amounts sharply decrease over several days
• Anxiety increases, a need to keep moving drives you out of chairs and bed to keep escaping pain
• Forgetfulness increases, words during speaking get mixed up more frequently, misunderstanding during others speaking happens more frequently

If ALL these things are happening together, stay focused on needing a doctor appointment.

I really did rely on that list for several years.

So, system hack under way. My throat really hurts to swallow and I keep feeling like I messed the day up somehow for people around me, so I'm slinking off to hide in bed. It's really a germ syndicate because wall fail. Vaccination didn't stop them at the border.

This song has been in my head for the last 24 hours. It's so C.S. Lewis (That Hideous Strength) meets generation X or something.

truth or dare

Taking a scientific measurement of slime.

Bullet point while I'm hiding in bed. These are blurt-written in no particular order of sigificance.

• Another pair of ear buds bites the dust.
• Completely off Xanax now. Completely.
• Waves of not writing guilt smash on rocks of not writing freedom.
• Clarity and even more questions and the joyful surges of even more joy running into even more souls who validate things I've written, latest thrill was real scientists literally saying our planet is likely more a hypertorus than a sphere. Pinky blog said this years ago.
• The snarkalec I miss the most is Holidill. I check on him and a few others sometimes.
• Waiting on MRI results. I can't even describe this unremitting pain any more. So many years of it.
• I really do feel guilty that I haven't moved more content over for myke by now.
• Many days of weather, tiny child influenza A, and minecraft later, I'm incredulously realizing I don't even miss chocolate.
• I can't wait to write about my dreams about Eyes.
• I'm considering going back to my psychologist after months on break to specifically see what he thinks about the Eyes, even though I risk further mental health concern over it.
• I don't care who even cares any more.
• For clarification, I still have twitter accounts. I'm very good at being anon. I've spent decades being anon. That's how the whole Pinky thing started. I just decided to own that one.
• Because lurker games.
• After time off and quite a bit of thought and reflection, I get it now. I am incredibly naive to some forms of cruelty.
• Not saying I don't sport my own brand of cruelty.
• The things I know now would quail your souls, if they are not already burned out of your beings.
• There is some discussion among anons about hiding behind avatars. They don't get yet that we are all avatars. Pinky addressed this one a few years ago, too.
• I didn't mention this at the time, but I found the half brother of the kid I would've had. If my second child had made it to term, that alone would've made the half brother a step brother to my daughter. This is the same second child I bring up in the Merlin thread at SyfyDesigns.
• Nutmeg toast.
• That reminds me, I left a Surveypalooza survey half done. My nightmares over half finished projects all over the webs are intensifying. My imaginary office assistant needs an office assistant.
•  My phone is nearly dead. I need something nostalgic.