Up From Slavery: Part 1
It is so strange and surreal for me, out here like this. Being free and up from slavery….
I am quite lost. No one has ever shown me how to exist outside of slavery and abuse, on my own. And I don’t know what to do, outside of massa’s control, conquest and crippling delusion of comfort.
Identifying with what we call god has damaged us, seemingly beyond repair. And if anyone, he has masterfully taught us, greater than any single or collective effort, how to be the ultimate slaves. We are collapsed and nearly a whole other species other than what we are supposed to be. Existing on this prison planet that once was enjoyably called “Earth” (in the english lingo at least) almost completely out of context of what it should be like. We’ve been enslaved by half-witted planetary losers along with our own ignorance. And the one we turn to for saviorship and validation is in on it and doing the same thing to us. Spearheading the construction and operation of our slaveship. Giving us the coordinates, blueprints and floor plans. Lustfully watching us mindlessly build it, with nearly no contest, in a trembling fear!
I am now up from slavery and having a crucial time dealing with the reality. I used to run back to my spirit massa, trying to escape the delusional anguish of what seemed like arising psychopathy and suicidal disorientation from the pressure and inertia; and he would say to me…
Then he’d laugh with minimally audible smirks and gentle grins of sarcasm. And I would crawl right back under my spiritual “massa” in confusion and weakness, and as I cried, he would take me in and then go right back to being cold, cruel and treating me like I was his despised step child with passive aggressive narcissistic disdain. Or often like I was his pimped simp slave. Destined to be, by his self-proclaimed all powerful word and infallible decree. And that’s only the tip of the Antarctic iceberg conspiracy. But I had to stay. Or so I thought at the time. If I had’ve wanted and desired that, cool. But I did not. I detested it, but thought I loved it, knowing nothing else. I was trained that it was all I had and that it was my only hope of true love, eternal life and salvation from evil, the world, and my hereditarily horrible, inherently sinful self. It is literally the exact same as the treacherous slavery that my people had to endure and suffer through for all those century years past. Not like it stopped after abe lincoln. It was just revamped and sophisticated to a more concealed, un-obvious perfection. But not perfect enough. Which I have proven. And I am literally a runaway sovereign, formerly labeled a slave, with nowhere to go. Fervently seeking the sovereignty that I and my people once knew and lived. I have no money, no land, no lovers, and no supporters that I am aware of. Just my internal freedom and some degree of clarity. I have left the plantation and have no idea where to go and what to do. But one thing is un-changeably clear…
I KNOW, “This time, I AM NOT GOING BACK!”
I can clearly see that the spiritual and earthly “massas” have turned the majority of the prison planet; along with the poisoned people on it; into the extension of the plantation. The minds, hearts and behaviors of the massas and the slaves alike, speak nothing of freedom, autonomy, consciousness and constructive progress towards our free willed ascension. I am full of loathing, loneliness and anxiety (to say the least of my inner struggles) everywhere I go, because of this and more. And I must defeat and eliminate such grotesque psycho-emotional attachments. It is not who I really am. I know this with no doubt present.
It is so surreal seeing all of these people under the new world disorder mind control and possession. Remote controlled machine parts that resemble humans but are more like some kind of invasion of the body snatcher entities masquerading as humans or Ai modifications that once used to be human. Watching the drones hover and the gangstalkers creep non-stop. The site and feeling is detesting.
I have utilized the underground railroad and crossed over to the other side, thanks to Harriet and the team.. We love you babe!
Now, on the other side, out in the desolate and isolated open arena of the orwellian industrial complex, I feel cold and quiet confused. Like a child that has been mistreated intentionally beyond repair, abandoned and dumped on the curb of a gritty Chicago or in a rat infested New York alley dumpster, with only the clothes on my back. And I can’t and will not run back to massa this time. After all, he’s the one who did this to me, based on his irrational and malfunctioned version of a blessing. The same one that I have been programmed to adore and attain my rights of passage from. Massa did this to me! The one hiding in the misty ethereal shadows like the coward he is, calling himself my god; and the white supremacists, strutting around in hate, hindrance and haughtiness, in pale skin, on Geb’s Earth; walking disrespectfully all over the land, covered with the blood of the Natives, calling themselves my ruler and governor. Me?… They said I am a disgraceful sinner, a product of disobedience and curses, an undeveloped primitive nigger and 3/5 of a human at best. All I know so far in my early days of freedom is that they lied like the lies they were formed from! They are watching me. Even the jealous shadow dweller with 99 names that I used to praise. He’s got his gangstalker goons on the relentless prowl against me, more than anyone I have ever seen and known. I am so scared, Mama Oracle, but I ain’t afraid of them!
Wanna know what this Sovereign, formerly labeled as and treated like a slave thinks.... Trust me it's not the norm. Better stop right here while you're ahead if you wanna retain your currently inculcated treacherous model of so-called 'belief'.
You know… I think of stuff like the exodus, Moses and the pharaoh, and all the BS-let-my-people-go-stuff. Funny how everybody is choosing us and proclaiming us as theirs. But we never got to choose freedom or who we wanted to be, without manipulation, strong-arming, threats and bribes under duress. Shaking my throbbing, aching head.. It was ALL an act. The events, along with the cowardly entities and frail imps who set this operation up, masqueraded it as an exodus and a freedom journey for a blessed, holy, chosen people.
IT WAS NOT!!! It was ACTUALLY a SLAVE TRADE Brothers and Sisters! Do You Hear Me!!!?
If it was a god-send for you, then good for you. Keep it pushing. If so, you might wanna stop here and save yourself the feeling of disgust from a free thinker.
For me, it was two (or more) groups of people and their wicked deities, fighting for possession of the most valuable human being commodity source ever. A nation of ultra energetic people of the most unique minds and melanin that the human experience, or maybe even existence, has to offer as they know it.
Why do you think they flexed their magic on each other with threats, snakes and plagues? Sorry to break it to you Israelites, Chosen Ones… It was NEVER about serving, freeing, uplifting or loving YOU, in either direction. It was war! And the prize was us! And it was designed so that the prize “possessions” would be the only ones in the circle whom were oblivious to this. After all, covert war, enslavement and manipulative terror was never our forte, interest or function. No wonder we could not recognize it even when we were in the heartbeat of such. Either side cared nothing for us!
Both sides knew that many of us were some of the most passive bipeds in the human equation. The rest of us were and are some of the most loving and loyal people you could ever witness. We also had and have our true warriors with no bitch-assery circulating through our veins or blood, or anywhere else for that matter. Yet we lack the resources, momentum and support to stick it to these losers. But the war ain’t over til your opposer is dead. I cry blood and turn the ocean red!
We had (and a few of us still have) many amazing properties and functions comparable to none. Our individual and collective qualities and essence was and remains that which no one else is made of. Even other melanated ones proved to be void of our attributes and natural makeup, african or not. Both parties (or all for that matter) planned to rule us, control us, enslave us, energy harvest us and more. They all intended to use us for their perverse torture and their agendas for total domination, empire building, wars, collateral damage and more. Plus they could have their sadomasochist ways with us. Whether it be blood and gore, begging and pleading, mind, body and soul enslavement, sexual gratification or whatever else they are interested in to function. Low lifes. Or maybe the term ‘LIFE’ shouldn’t even be used in ANY description of them.
They knew how to convince us with super slick, sly, cunning lies and trickery, because we had a gullible element to us that was rooted in innocence and the lack of desire to attack or conflict with other life forms. Because of this and more, it wasn’t that tough to convince us that we are loved by them; that they came to civilize us; or that they were our God; and so on. Utter Foolishness on our part! And even more-so, on theirs, because you bastard ass poor excuses for living beings have f**ked with the wrongs ones in the Universe and all of existence, sweet honey bunches of oats. Write it down with a knife etched into your manufactured skin, watch it with crippled monitor-spirits, take a satellite picture using your tin cans in space… I don’t give a…..
So we got taken from so-called ‘egypt’ and got to see a few retarded magic tricks on display to wow and awe us.
Oh now we’re all in! You definitely got our vote now, huh?
Then we get drug through the fucking desert, half starved, tired and worn out. Don’t forget, we just got outta who knows how many years of slavery and haven’t had a freaking break yet! We start asking genuine questions and requesting legitimate valid needs… Exhausted, near death, pushed beyond our limit… And guess what we got in return?
“How dare you fucking ungrateful sinful niggers!”
Now we are ‘tripping’ according to the big hiding coward. We get disrespected, ridiculed, attacked with imps through serpents and told to face idols of manufactured serpent statues in order to be healed and survive after the attacks. Go figure. Only the serpent who just traumatized and attacked us to death can heal us, right? WTF? But our proclaimed god is right there in the midst! Sounds like early MK Ultra operations to me.
Torture chronicles from beyond. And we deserved every bit, right? But don’t worry. It’s only the result of our disobedience.
Wait, wait, wait. I thought the fucking serpent is what got us into this mess from the so called "beginning" of time? I thought idol and inanimate object recognition was evil? Wait, what the fudge just happened here, bruh?
Of course most didn’t make it. The snakes got sicced on their asses and showed them who’s boss.
Move over Samuel! Snakes on a plane ain’t got isht on this one!
Now… Anybody else hungry or tired and got a legitimate concern? You complaining, imbecilic, naive, sacks of walking flesh mass?
Cause, ya know… We are just spoils of war, objects of disposability, cruel submission servants and scathing indefinite labor vessels looking for our ‘promised land’ outside of ourselves. We have no value, right or rank to question even our own suffering. It sure is so blatantly obvious to see that we are the special chosen ones?… Isn’t it?
We should have chosen ourselves over all so-called gods and human people, banned together and fucked those bitch ass snakes up and whomever the fuck sent them! Now that’s chosen. But what do I know?
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Then on top of that, we were denied that ‘promised land’ we set out for by the most glorious, just, loving, holy god of worthiness. Guess we should have kept our feeble little slave mouths shut. Being duped and hauled from one plantation to the next. One abuser to the next. The current scenario of fake ass god given freedom was probably worse than the one from whence we came! I can see him now. With that same laugh mentioned earlier, saying to himself, “Suckers!”
"A bold and thought provoking man I know once told me, it's likely that the burning bush that Moses was talking to was probably marijuana, and Moses was hallucinating. Quite the consideration. I'll take it a few steps further and say it had to be a heroine/coca leaf hybrid with psychedelic mushrooms sprinkled on top. Done on purpose to get him to go along with this craziness. The weed was simply added to mask the smell."
Why do you think Moses was murdered after he did yahweh’s dirty work and no one knows where he went? After that cowardly entity and his decepticons used Moses to get controlled enslavement of the people; under the falsehood of the people being ‘chosen’ and he being our so-called god; he disposed of him and wiped him out, never to be found and seen again! Yeah, let them tell it, we were and are chosen alright. Chosen by whom? For what? You do the math!
No matter if these were stories made up, straight out of the disgraceful ass crack of a nefarious loser group; or if they were true historical accounts; it is what it is, but it ain’t what it should be. The point, influence and effect still remains. The weak ass, frail, shadow hiding, genie in a molotov cock-tail bottle, poor excuse for a wanna-be god, used Yahshuah in a similar way. And after he achieved his goal and created a catalyst for a global enslavement movement for mind-control religion and the apparent foundational lies and thievery that created it, he called his gangstalkers and white supremacist imp demons-in-the-flesh in to murder him! Right in our face! And told us, he did it for us out of love, as our only hope for a saving grace! Then he allowed the narrative that Yahshuah was actually him in the flesh to be written into the fabric of the propaganda for centuries on end! It was all in the plan. Bet he rested on the 6th day afterwards. Loser. Gotta recoup to plan more psychotic atrocities on his chosen people and whomever else he has in mind.
Don't even get me started on Samson, Job and the rest of the targeted individuals of biblical yesteryear.
I am not implying that a benevolent creator does not exist at all. But to me, whatever we’ve been doing on this planet so far is not cutting it, in any way. We have missed the mark tremendously, across the board. And it’s likely that the real source, whatever it is, may not even be “benevolent” per se. It just is. Otherwise, all this absurd craziness that never seems to fail on the planet and beyond with humans, animals and the elements would not be happening. And it’s likely that this source is not as concerned and over personal with us as our all-potent, excessive, collective egos would like to assume and suggest. I am not saying that it wouldn’t be aware of us, and even interact with us in some way. I’m just saying. Of all the galaxies, universes and realms that possibly exist, this all powerful creator did all this, just to make the whole of existence revolve around us, and our unscrupulous incessant BS, huh? Hey, anything’s possible, but it’s highly unlikely. All that desperate egomania this species exerts, only to turn out to be the most infantile, ignorant, docile, submissive drones with almost no sense of self. Worshiping, praising, soul-selling and f**king sh*t up to the end of days. I am not really against some kind of belief in and respect for a creator, but all of the impractical, indoctrinating, contradicting, human hindering mumbo jumbo is definitely not taking the human experience to the next level or correcting how jacked up it is. And it all just keeps going like a little pink drumming bunny rabbit. SMH.
Whomever is responsible for all this, including our slavery, needs their nuts stomped out to the white meat. But that might be too satisfying for the agenda. How bout we wipe them out of existence, period! My heart aches and my mind is troubled nowadays. But I WILL heal and restore greater than ever. Somehow. Someway…
Well I gotta go for now. Forgive me for the abrupt, temporary, to-be-continued ending… Strange and threatening stuff is happening around me, as it does quite often. I gotta keep it pushing, to protect, retain, innerstand and constructively progress my new-found freedom. Can’t let them take it away from me again. no matter how troubled I may be in this stage.. By Any Means Necessary!
Love Truth Peace Freedom and Justice! From the UNPRECEDENTED mind and spirit of UnorthoDark. Be well and wish me luck.
"Wake up or continue breathing to death. Your choice....."