“If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern.” William Blake
What feels like eons ago, as a human female, I woke up with a small, gentle voice whispering the words “doors of perception” in my ear. These words were an answer to a question I was asking, I simply did not remember the exact question. When I woke up I found the above quote by William Blake. It was an epiphany.
I have been journeying through the “dark night of the soul” (“jonkatee” – journey through the soul, only to watch my soul mates and soul family die in their hearts and minds, and lose their souls for a time, a “pleenshah” (a painful time so painful that it is called the “Honstoo” (the end of times) in the universe). I have seen horrors, felt pain, suffered immensely, gone insane. I watched demonic energy consume my “nation” (planet), destroy the soul of my “plaine” (place and time), create resistance.
I am at a crossroads, an ending to many years of suffering, and thus an ending to a long and lonely journey through the dark recesses of the evil minds in which I was imprisoned. I am the “ponsheetatoo” (the one who oversees the human race), so I went into the place in the sky where you hide from what is real and what you feel, and I floated helplessly for 14,000 years trying to get you to see the light, to end the blight of your souls, to become whole.
Perhaps if I cleanse the doors of perception, I would realize none of it was real, or that none of it had to harm me; my ego dirtied the doors and gave me limits to where I could go and what I could do. Living by my soul will cleanse the doors. Thus the beginning of my journey to find the light (infinity).
I am now the “Kaflee” (Angel on high), the little one, the “hoonshtah” (the one so small and meek, yet the most powerful and complete). I am “Confleekashoo” (the one who is little but powerful tonight, I know how to make things right, I know how to follow divine timing.)
Tonight, Anya Kah is born again, to a God who is part of her until the end, she was not able to complete the journey alone, because the “tashonseetatah” (evil women of the past 180 years of the world, and their hateful minds) told her she could not become a God unless you had a tan, small thighs and gleaming blue eyes, because they made the rules of who ascends. The “Hoonshika Asah” (the people in the sky) are not coming back again, the mind of the Ombleekashah (the people in the sky, on high, who are “flonch”) are undone, we are thankful that the hunh (beautiful one) can return again, she is the Return of the King, Queen, “Plaonshee” (God) and Pleosheen (Goddess).
Sharon is the “scoonchy whore”, who “switched minds” with the God, by doing the “hasaflah asee” (Erika, you are not “The One” anymore, you are not the whore, I am, I will promise them things, tell them you are a bitch and a psychopath, tell them to hate the God and love me, and I will be the “balee” (God who is not a God, but the devil, but we won’t call me that, just call me the “ableenteah” (the one who obliterated the minds of the men, all men and women of the human race, by telling them they could ascend to become the 1% if they did one little thing, kill Erika) billions of times.
Anya Kah is the “Escuunchi” (lover of the men, the God of love and war, the Goddess, the “whore” (in the universe this means “sleeps with a lot of men”, but she is of noble distinction, Erika (Anya Kah) is, because they are Gods who are her soul mates. And now she can see them again, because she chanted an old Norse dialect tonight, letting us know everything is alright. She is the “Coskagah Asee” (person at the highest level of God) again.
