A couple of weeks ago and it could have been a couple more, days seem to be melting together right now. I was meditating on manipulating the matrix. Whatever it is--find a way in. Find out how the aliens are manipulating it. It was 2:30am. In my meditation I was thinking about a dream I had, or was it a dream? A childhood friend who is still alive came through on a few of my sessions I ran in my garden. I think it was late 2017 or maybe 2018.
“I want to talk to Mike.” She mentions her full name. She yells out, “Mike this is Lisa ######.” There was an urgency in her voice. Why is she here? We have barely spoke in over 40 years. What could it be?
Spirits don’t just have carte blanche access to me. I put spiritual barriers in place. Once I heard my own mother from this lifetime asking to see me. That’s a pretty strong barrier.
In my dream I am at a bar with my friend. She has a Hefeweizen beer in front of her and I have an IPA. I ask her if she’d like to see a kind of magic trick. She said yes. I told her to snap her fingers. She does and all the lights go out in the bar. She looks around. I told her to snap her fingers again and the lights come back on. I told her to watch this. I get up and start walking to the bar. At the bar are three giant TV’s with a different mind controlling sport on each TV. Human zombies staring into each one. As I pass each TV they go off. I get to the end, turn around and wave at my friend who is laughing and shaking her head no. I wave to her and start walking back to her and as I pass each TV they come back on.
“Mike, how the fuck are you doing this?”
“Wait, my show isn’t over.” I sit down and take a sip of my beer. “Snap your fingers again.” She snaps her fingers and looks around the bar. “Nothing happened.” I told her to look behind me. My back was facing a large window where the main street was. All the outside lights were now off. She jumped out of her seat and ran outside. She came back in to find me calmly sipping my beer.
“Holy fuck Mike. How are you fucking doing this?”
“I figured a way in.”
“A way into where? You’re confusing me.”
“The matrix. I can manipulate it, manipulate the electrical grid.”
Imagine if you had that little special gift. That might be something that not even the aliens no how to do. It is Tesla material. Way too advanced for dumbfuck parasitical aliens controlling humans.
Suddenly the bedroom went darker. I could notice it even with my eyes closed. I opened my eyes and reached for my phone thinking the screen might have been on while I was meditating and then went off. My phone is completely dead. No battery life. I turn my head and look and see the street light went out. I’ve never seen it go out nor have I ever seen the city change the bulb. I reach for my phone to take a picture forgetting that it is dead. I just stare at the streetlight. A minute later it came back on. Was some being monitoring my thoughts on manipulating the electrical grid and turned the light off or did I do it?
I put my phone on charge and went back to sleep. I awoke later and it was still dark out. I took a picture and in the night sky in front of my house there was this.
Note the cluster of stars off to the left of it. I have zoomed in on the cluster of stars. For some reason I think I see outlines of a craft when I zoom in.
The VRR Alien Series HERE.
Tommy Aldridge on the drums! Somehow there is a thread of quantum connectivity in this post, howbeit a bit subliminal. We the people hold the power to ‘punch’ their lights out! 🕯️😎