“What’s important is to get into shape and then not to have to worry about it. I don’t want to get on stage and not being able to do something. Not being physically fit doesn’t work for me.”—Chris Cornell
During the scamdemic there were several songs where the lyrics seem as if they were written for our plandemic experience. I posted one of them Crime of the Century and here is another one Cochise.
Chris Cornell died on May 18, 2017, but if he would have died three years later, May 18, 2021, or in 2022 we just might have stamped his cause of death VACCINATION. Doubt it. Probably murder.
In late 2016 I was involved in a spiritual fight. A very intense time for me. I survived. My spiritual confidence grew, and I was glad because it wasn’t long and I was back in another and another. With each victory I gained more confidence. I was being schooled in spiritual warfare. I was learning about my enemy. My enemy was my teacher.
One evening I was strolling around my garden with a glass of red wine. Music was streaming as well. A spirit interrupted the moment, “Mike, why are you allowing it to be here?” It was sitting on my fence. “Have you ever heard the expression keep your friends close, and your enemies closer,” I responded? I continued, “By being this close I can study my enemy. He will teach me about his weaknesses. I will take advantage of those and use them against it. The negative entity brokered a deal with me. I made a deal with a demon. It requested that it be allowed to remain in the garden through this one song and then it would leave. I said yes but under one condition. When it leaves it must go out and find some positive, truthful information, and bring it back to me so I can use it in the future. I was asking it to do something counter to what it is—do something for someone. It agreed and I learned something. I can get my enemy to work for me. The song.
In the spring of 2017 I was driving around in my bus thinking about the victories. Now this really blew my mind. How could a little overfed, long haired, leaping gnome bus driver have a perfect spiritual win record against invading dark forces?
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While in this stop light meditation moment I threw out this question to the universe—WHAT AM I? I’d give it a week and if I don’t receive any direct communication back, or if some magical synchronistic God like coincidence doesn’t occur revealing the answer, I’ll throw it out again. It’s worth exploring. I am more than a physical body and because I am more I greatly desire to know all about the more of me. After dragging my physical body around for 60 years I think I’ve got the physical figured out. The really good information on me will have to come from an outside source, from the other side, maybe from owls. It will have to come in some supernatural fashion, or form. It’s not an unreasonable question to ask. I wish I would have thrown the question to universe when I was 15. I was too busy trying to score my first girlfriend. Priorities.
I pull onto Factory Blvd and it’s bumper to bumper all the way to the freeway. I’m a professional I can handle it. Cars were jockeying for position in one of the two lanes. From my raised seat I can see them all going at it, right lane, left lane, back to left lane. I just stay in the left lane service three zones hit the freeway and I’m gone. As I was slowly creeping down the boulevard, I made a mistake and left just enough room for a car to dart in on me. A car darts over real fast and I’m forced to hit my brakes hard. You %#$@*&--%$!@&^. We came to a red light. My thoughts continued, &^%*#!@--*&%$#. I was cursing myself for leaving so much room. The car had a lone bumper sticker that read, YOU ARE A WARRIOR.
In 2002 Chris released a song titled, “Cochise.”
And here we are in 2022 fighting the same forces as Cochise. A New World Order government genocide. Like Cochise we are in a war that will end all wars, so we believe as he believed. We must be fearless and resolute and attack the enemy with unbridled fury. Doesn’t that sound like you?
Are we to believe this guy who wrote these lyrics, “so I drink to health while you kill yourself,” foolishly took too much cocaine, or heroin one night in a hotel?
YOU ARE A WARRIOR
Excellent post Mike. I enjoyed your Sun Tzu esque points.
Good morning, my dear friend.. thank you for sharing a deeply important part of your life.. ! Isabella