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[M. @MS31073289]

@SimpleGuy54 @fringedotcom Hi, hope you're well. Could you please share the source of your information regarding what you know, or believe to be true, as stated in your message?

[M. @MS31073289]

@SimpleGuy54 Thanks for your reply, and no apologies necessary, good sir!

But you also have me wondering how you even managed to reply to a post that had already been deleted, as I didn’t think it merited a response... unless, of course, you think it did!

[M. @MS31073289]

@ClaireT13274488 tht looks gorgeous..specially with them flowers.

[M. @MS31073289]

@DivineHeart369 Contained maybe 🤔

[M. @MS31073289]

@SimpleGuy54 does it happen here in India as well?

[M. @MS31073289]

@SimpleGuy54 @WhiteTeeTurnip True. I think it requires a high level of awareness or intuitive knowing... either sensing an event as it unfolds in real time or picking up when reality is about to shift and trigger a specific event.

[M. @MS31073289]

@SimpleGuy54 You're welcome 🙏

[M. @MS31073289]

From a broader perspective, could it actually align with an agenda aimed at ushering in an Orwellian state, a so-called NWO often spoken of by David Icke?
Or could it be that we’re simply not privy to their agenda yet, and are therefore concluding that it isn’t for the greater good?”

[M. @MS31073289]

@SimpleGuy54 Hi, Could you please elucidate further...what does ‘not on the side of good’ mean? Do they manage soul plans like in the movie Adjustment Bureau, or do they keep pretty much to themselves, not having to do anything with the general populace?

[M. @MS31073289]

@JasonWilde108 😊

[M. @MS31073289]

@yoyonofukuoka ✅ Consciousness appears both localized (through the individual mind) and non-local (as a more fundamental, underlying reality)

[Hermit Sanʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ @Splendid_Tiger]

A DEVOTIONAL PARADOX: The Strange Love of Maa Kali

Everyone who warned me about Maa Kali was right. She is terrifying. She is the kind of terrifying that does not apologize for itself, does not soften itself for sensitive hearts, does not dim itself to make the approach more comfortable. She stands on the chest of the universe with Her tongue out and Her eyes blazing and Her garland of skulls swaying, and She does not ask whether you are ready. She never asked whether you were ready.

They told me to approach Her with extreme caution. They told me She is not for everyone. They told me, fear Her. And I did. I came to Her with my whole body trembling, offerings in shaking hands, heart hammering against ribs that suddenly felt far too thin, not entirely sure whether I was walking toward salvation or annihilation.

What no one warned me about was that with Maa Kali, those two things are exactly the same.

What no one prepared me for was the discovery that this dark, wild, boundary less, death dancing Mother is the most profound safety I have ever known.

Her terrifying energy, when you stop flinching from it and let it crash over you completely, does not destroy you the way you feared, it destroys only what was never truly you to begin with. Every mask. Every performance. Every careful construction of self that you had spent years mortaring together with fear and approval and the exhausting need to be acceptable. She takes Her sword to all of it. Not cruelly. With the absolute, surgical love of a Mother who refuses to let Her child remain imprisoned in smallness.

This is the paradox at the blazing heart of Maa Kali devotion, the one that cannot be handed to anyone through words, only discovered by those willing to stand in Her cremation ground long enough to stop being afraid of what burns

- She is the Goddess of death, and yet I have never felt more ferociously, electrically alive than in the moments Her presence tears through me.

- She is wild and boundless and utterly without the gentle edges we expect from the divine feminine and yet I have never, not once in my life, felt more tenderly held.

- She dances on destruction, and yet every time I fall at Her feet, something in me goes completely, inexplicably still.

The strange love of Kali does not live inside comfortable spiritual vocabulary. It cannot be packaged into something palatable. It is the love that looks like fury. It is the grace that arrives as devastation. It is the Mother who will not coddle you into continued unconsciousness because She loves you far too much for that. She loves you enough to terrify you. She loves you enough to take everything. She loves you enough to stand over the rubble of everything you thought you were and roar not in triumph over your destruction, but in absolute, primal, mother fierce joy at what is finally, finally emerging from underneath it all.

I fell into Her the way you fall into something you were always going to fall into. Not a choice. Not a spiritual decision made on an auspicious day. A recognition. A collision with something so true and so ancient inside yourself that the only honest response is complete surrender.

And what happened in that surrender was not what I feared. What happened was that Maa Kali picked up every broken, burned, unrecognizable piece of what I had been and showed me that what I had mistaken for destruction was actually the most intimate, ferocious, unconditional act of love I had ever been offered.

She destroys you. Let no one tell you otherwise. But She destroys you the way the night destroys the day, not to end the light, but to reveal an older, deeper, more truthful luminance that the noise of ordinary life never allowed you to see.

Jai Maa Kali🔻🌺

[Hermit Sanʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ @Splendid_Tiger]

THE BURNING: What Maa Does to a Soul

People imagine devotion as something peaceful. A lamp, a lotus, a gentle dissolving into grace. But those who have truly entered the orbit of Maa know something different. She does not gently reshape you. She does not smooth your edges with patience and time. She puts you in the fire. The fire of Her gaze alone is enough to incinerate every lie you have constructed a life around.

Every smallness you mistook for humility, Every fear you dressed up as caution,
Every unworthiness you wore so long it started to feel like identity.

She burns it all. Not cruelly. Not carelessly. But with the absolute precision of a Mother who loves you too much to let you stay small. And what remains after that burning is not ash. It is something purified beyond recognition. Something that looks, for the first time, like what you actually were before the world got to you.

That burning is Her greatest mercy. And every soul that has survived it will tell you the same thing, they would walk into that fire again, without hesitation, a thousand times over.

[Hermit Sanʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ @Splendid_Tiger]

THE TOTAL SURRENDER : "Take Everything"

The deepest moment in any devotee's life is not the moment of asking. It is the moment of offering everything back. Not symbolically. Not poetically. But in the terrifying, literal, total sense of the word.

- Take my ambitions, I built them without Her.
- Take my fears, I fed them far longer and far more faithfully than I ever fed my devotion.
- Take my carefully constructed identity, the story I have spent decades editing and defending.
- Take even my spiritual pride, that subtle, persistent sense of accomplishment at having surrendered at all.

Because I have watched Maa long enough to understand one absolute truth, what She empties, She fills with Herself. And to be filled with even one drop of Her presence is worth the complete loss of every single thing I once believed I was.

This is the final prayer. Not a request. Not a negotiation. Just three words, offered again and again until they become the only thing left.

Take everything, Maa. Take everything. Take everything.

[Deep Psychology @DeepPsycho_HQ]

“ Logic is a crutch for the weak; the strong walk on their own intuition.”

-Osho

[The Architect. @TheMarcitect]

Energy lockdowns are coming for the peasants while the parasites will continue to drive around in massive motorcades and fly in private jets. But hey.. keep voting and believing in the system.