Well, the farce is over for at least another six months.
Loads of us went out to vote for one stinking pile of manure, or another.
And now, we’ll just have to see how God is going to turn all this around for the best, because personally, the idea of having Netanyahu back in the driving seat literally makes me want to vomit.
What a Hobson’s Choice, between a not-so-closet ‘Jew for Jesus’ who hates yiddishkeit and wants to uproot the Torah.
And a not-so-closet pandemic dictator who is best friends with Albert Bourla, and the Frankist-Freemason poster boy in Israeli elections.
If I didn’t have Rabbenu constantly encouraging from the sidelines with his message that:
EIN YEOUSH BE’OLAM KLAL!!!!
THERE IS NO DESPAIR IN THE WORLD, AT ALL!!!!
Then I would probably be having way more of a battle with feelings of sadness and despair than I actually am.
I’m still having those feelings arise, at various points – but deep down, in my heart of hearts, I KNOW we are going to get the open miracles required to turn all this around.
And that the bad cannot win forever, even though it’s still landing some major blows, as the battle for the soul of humanity continues.
In the meantime, I am going to carry on writing here, about so many of the things that so many other people seem to be scared to even go near.
Because each time we peel off another layer of the lies and rubbish we’ve been told, the truth spreads out a little further, and a little brighter in the world, and another person, another soul, starts to feel that truth radiating from within, and shining out to those around them.
A few days ago, I met someone, a fellow-blogger, and had a very interesting conversation with her, about the amount of ‘pushback’ she was getting when she dared to suggest the Covid Plandemic was not all it’s cracked up to be.
Long story short, the experience appears to have been so distressing, she decided to just kind of keep things ‘superficial’ in her writing now, and to keep away from the subjects that actually really interest and concern her.
I understand that.
But I told her this:
You have to be the voice of truth in the world, that Hashem created you to be.
And that applies to every single one of us reading this, too.
With the censorship going up, with the Covidian cultists attacking anyone who dares to suggest that they were duped, or plain wrong, (or even – (whisper it….) horrible, controlling people with zero emuna who tried to make their OCD and out-of-control hyperchondria everyone else’s problem….) – it’s often not easy to speak truth, in any format
I’ve been in touch with so many people out there, ‘secret truthseekers’, who have to hide what they really think and what they really believe, about so many different things, because it goes against the official narrative that so many of their family and friends are still holding by.
But I want to tell you something:
YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
It’s always the psychos who make the most noise, and get the most attention.
(That’s why I blog ;-))
BUT – there are millions and millions and millions of people just like you out there, who KNOW that we are living in a world of lies, and who are making huge strides towards moving into the world of truth on their own.
Without fanfare, or big public announcements.
Because so many people have been traumatised by their interactions with the hateful, self-righteous people out there who made up a great bulk of the ‘Covidian Cultists’, but who can be found on the other side of every discussion about real things you care to have.
Baruch Hashem, blogging about the Rav for three years, and learning in-depth about things like ‘Narcissistic Personalities’, gave me the best possible training for what’s been going on the last three years, during this Covid Plandemic.
So by the time all this rolled around, I was long past the point of caring about who I was ‘offending’ by writing about what was is really going on, or worrying that I was going to get socially ostracised, or personally attacked.
Now I look back, and I see what a true blessing it really is, to just be able to be myself, and to say what I really think, and to publically believe what I really believe.
But you know what?
You can also do that.
You can also be the person that God designed you to be, and to believe the things that your soul is whispering to you are true, without being scared of the ‘Covidian cultists’, and all the rest of the narcissists out there.
I’m not talking about hitting other people over the head with ‘the truth’, whether they want it or not. That’s also not good middot, and it’s not respecting the other person’s wishes to stay stuck firmly in their zombie-fying comfort zone.
But when you are on your home turf, in whatever way that’s to be understood – don’t be scared to be you.
Do it gently and respectfully, but don’t totally silence that authentic part of you that sometimes needs to be heard, just because you are scared about how other people are going to react.
And know this: YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
Few people who write for a living have the luxury of being honest today.
Around 99% of the media you consume is bought-and-paid for propaganda, designed to cover-up the truth, and pull people away from their ‘authentic self’.
And then the zombies and the useful idiots out there just regurgitate all this propaganda, and they make it seem like everyone thinks the same, and believes the same.
But that’s not true.
I’m in touch with a bunch of different people all over the world, from different backgrounds, and I can tell you this:
YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
You are not alone in seeing all the real evil that is occurring all around us.
You are not alone, in yearning for a better world, a better future for humanity.
You are not alone, in the fears you have about the future, and about how all this is going to turn around for the good.
There are millions and millions of people who see what you see, and share your concerns.
Just, the atmosphere of censorship and fear (and the non-stop propaganda and brain-washing from the media) is making it very hard for the people of truth to know that there are many others like them, all over the place.
Also hiding their spiritual light under a bushel, so no-one else notices.
Tov, I was actually going to write a totally different piece today, but this is what came out instead.
But I do have a ‘clue’ from the Rav to share with you here, even though it’s not the same clue I’m probably going to write about next.
I’m translating some stuff from the Rav at the mo, and I keep coming across some mind-blowing snippets.
Here’s one, that I’ll do my best to try to explain, after you’ve read it:
Giving birth before the Flood
The Midrash Rabba explains to us that in its time, when a baby was born at night, in a sudden way, so that the mother still hadn’t got around to organising things so that there would be a pair of scissors next to her bed – because in the old days, the mothers themselves used to cut the umbilical cord – so the mother used to say to the child:
Let me describe the house to you; go right, and you’ll find a box of matches. Go left, and look in the second drawer of the third cupboard, and find a candle. Light the candle, and then go to my sewing room, the work room. And there, you’ll find some scissors. Bring me the scissors, and then I’ll cut your umbilical cord.
As soon as the mother would cut the umbilical cord, the baby would start to dance and to dance, and to jump around. That’s how it was, in the old days. Babies used to be born like calves. All this was occurring before the Flood.
The baby used to have a very long umbilical cord, in order to go to there.
When he left, he met Ashmodai, the King of the Demons – because it was night-time. OK, he started to quarrel with him, and to argue, and to wrestle, and started slapping him. They were wrestling with each other, boxing each other, until dawn broke.
Once dawn breaks, demons don’t have permission to walk around.
The demons only used to walk around at night. As soon as the rooster crowed at the break of dawn, then it was the time of ‘light’, and the demons had to go. And all this is happening at the time that he was walking around looking for a candle.
He found the candle in some drawer, and afterwards he’d start looking through all the other drawers to find the matches. In the meantime, throughout all this time, he’s still fighting with the demon.
Suddenly, boom! The rooster starts to crow – it’s the time when the dawn breaks. The demon said to him: Go to your mother and tell her that she needs to recite ‘Birkat HaGomel’, that you came through in one piece. And you also need to recite the Gomel blessing. Go up to the Torah on Shabbat and recite the Gomel blessing! That dawn broke, and the rooster crowed, in the merit of this, I left you alone.
The baby replied: Who should say the ‘Gomel bracha’? Me?! Au contraire, you should go and say the Gomel blessing! Because I was still connected to my mother by the umbilical cord. Otherwise, if I wasn’t still connected, I would have killed you a long time ago!
That ‘baby’ is the Moshiach.
The demonic forces are battling to try to kill him, to kill our ‘hope of redemption’, before it’s even been properly born into the world.
That’s what is going on right now.
But pay attention to this line:
Once dawn breaks, demons don’t have permission to walk around.
This is a massive clue, to what is really going on here.
Right now, dawn didn’t quite break yet, and the ‘cock hasn’t crowed’, to tell us we’ve really arrived at the geula.
The darkness is very intense, the ‘demons’ are battling to kill us all, and our children, and to turn us into soul-less cyborgs, with bodies made of synthetic nano-material that apparently never wear out…
It looks like we can’t win – how can Moshiach fight them off, he was just born into this world, he didn’t even have his umbilical cord cut yet!
But, all that baby has to do is hold for dear life.
Because when dawn finally breaks, all the demons will finally disappear, all by themselves.
They don’t have permission to walk around when then sun finally comes up.
Reading this gave me such chizzuk.
It’s all connected to that ‘rising sun with healing in its wings’, that’s going to heal the righteous, but burn up the wicked.
Just a little bit longer, and dawn breaks, in this horrible, arduous process of ‘night’ that we’ve been struggling through for years, centuries, millenia.
Just a little bit longer.
So hold on!
Don’t let the demonic forces take you down, or take you out!
The battle is so very nearly over.
But in the meantime, every drop of ‘truth’, every drop of emuna, every drop of authentic yearning and caring you put out in the world will strengthen that light, and bring the time nearer, when the sun finally rises.
So, don’t be afraid to be ‘you’.
Because even just a little bit of your spiritual light will dispel a huge amount of darkness, and help bring this nightmare to an end, very soon.
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