Hold Your Center

Hold Your Center; Hold Your Center

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The controllers will tug you this way and that because your justification for anger can be proven. This is a dualistic plane meme. The world is a stage and they play you.

Spewing venom is the desired reaction from you. It’s not only food for whatever can catch it, it derails you from standing in alignment with the Sound of Self.

An unseen controller is following a worn-out script that has been playing the same trick on humanity for far too long. Would you rather be right, or liberated? You cannot be liberated in action, speech, thought, or movement if you ignore the part of you from Source. The Puppeteer gave you Astral love and Astral fear. We find comfort in accepting these mechanisms of control, because they are familiar. Many tugs towards multiple emotions may come for each of those frequencies: Astral love and Astral fear.

What the controllers to humanity force their actors to do, say, and think is no different to what they can make you do, say, and think through multiple mechanisms of control—not just through emotions. Enough is enough. Forget what the Puppeteer gave you and focus on that from Source. It is real. The other is not. Stop being played. This is more important than you realize. If you make it a habit to not react from the dualistic planes and to respond from the Stillness from Source within you, you will know Hwa a lot sooner than if you get tugged this way and that.

Is it pretty to see mothers swearing with hearts filled with hatred because they prove they are justified in that? Is it loving to hear people saying that children of people who voted a certain way should be killed? Does it feel empowering to hate? Try focusing on a pin-head size of Pinky-rose Stillness of love within you connecting with whomever you are being compelled to hate. For as long as you can hold it, you shall get a glimpse of Power. It may be uncomfortable for you to seemingly be on the sidelines when your mind wants to convince you to hate, but what have you got to lose if you have only known a lifetime of reacting? Well, I will tell you what you stand to lose: your saved seat on a journey to Hell.

Now, go. Anchor the love. Hwa!