You've advised for months leading up to this date, thank you for the warning. I've been "hardening" myself and my peeps since September, when we came upon you and the woo. We are as ready as we will ever be. Better for the battle thanks to your teaching.
Thank you Clif for all the information you have so freely given. We are blessed to have people like you sharing valuable information to help us Human’s navigate these crazy times we are living in. I am alone on this journey as all my friends and family are “normies”, but in all this I have overcome a crazy amount of fear by listening to your Woo and many other discussions and interviews you have done. Thank you again. Sending love and healing thoughts to you and your family.
I feel like I’m in a line at Disneyland. When you think you’re close you go around a corner and they’ve fooled you, there is a whole other room you need to go thru, and it happens again and again
this is a very remarkable word choice, transformation. as a student of astrology for over 50 years, I am reminded of a book by one of the greatest of western astrologers. Dane Rudyar wrote many of the dearest astrology books and in a favorite one "The Astrology of Transformation" the word is applied to the planet Pluto. As you know the Pluto return of the USA is on Feb. 22 this year. It is all about intensity, perhaps burning intensity that will not allow any stone to go unturned until a new foundation can be built. It is truly a kind of death and rebirth. You once mentioned a look that is in the eyes of someone who has survived the battle field and I believe we are going to have that look when these stones are all over turned.
Yesterday, the Ottawa events evoked an almost-involuntary, huge amount of grief and shock. Hit me in the gut. Grew up in Michigan, southeast, and Canadians were/are our close cousins. Their coinage was mixed with US minted coins in the marketplace, they were mere minutes across the water. Fear is not an option here; buckling up, and doing the work, more than ever. Looking for discernment, and massive intervention for the people.
Transformation is an inside job, the collective can’t do it for you/me but the collective can present opportunities. What we are going through on the world stage could save us Time on the path of enlightenment
The world has deteriorated to an alarming degree…that rude alarm, taking us from our private dreams. Waking to the chaos of 8 billion dreams unraveling into one…into one collective shared stirring, like a memory…something so ancient but still somehow familiar? A Time when we understood the consequences of a private dream inside a Oneness where nothing is private nor would we want it to be…
There is an act of transformation that individually and collectively could change the world for the better. That is, to cultivate a complete rejection of lying as an acceptable mode of behaviour. It has crept into society like a stealthy pestilence. Like “the invisible worm that flies in the night” which destroys the rose from within. It used to be that the liar was seen as a pariah; now deception in all its forms is tolerated as an inevitable consequence of being human. We shrug our shoulders and say, for example, “all politicians are liars”. Why do we accept that? The Biblical personification of evil’s principal characteristic was deception. Trace all corruption, betrayal of trust and the corroding of morals and ethical standards back to their source and you will find the lie like the worm eating away at the heart of the rose.
From Prison Planet in the 90's to Clif 2019 via BitcoinBen. It has been one a hell of a learning experience. Shits and giggles from an old fart but a young woo.
The seat is in the upright position, holding on to my drink & the belt is tightened. Youve been saying this about the 19th for awhile now & we’ve had time to mentally & physically prepare. Thank you so much Captain Clif. Youve been a voice of reason & a guide thru these turbulent times. God bless you & your family.
You've advised for months leading up to this date, thank you for the warning. I've been "hardening" myself and my peeps since September, when we came upon you and the woo. We are as ready as we will ever be. Better for the battle thanks to your teaching.
God Bless you Uncle Cliff
Thank you Clif for all the information you have so freely given. We are blessed to have people like you sharing valuable information to help us Human’s navigate these crazy times we are living in. I am alone on this journey as all my friends and family are “normies”, but in all this I have overcome a crazy amount of fear by listening to your Woo and many other discussions and interviews you have done. Thank you again. Sending love and healing thoughts to you and your family.
I feel like I’m in a line at Disneyland. When you think you’re close you go around a corner and they’ve fooled you, there is a whole other room you need to go thru, and it happens again and again
What a perfect analogy! Brilliant....
I think why Clif reminded us of this attitude to get us thru,
Universe Provides and Guides
Our Eyes to See
Our Voice to Say
How Wonderous is Each Day
this is a very remarkable word choice, transformation. as a student of astrology for over 50 years, I am reminded of a book by one of the greatest of western astrologers. Dane Rudyar wrote many of the dearest astrology books and in a favorite one "The Astrology of Transformation" the word is applied to the planet Pluto. As you know the Pluto return of the USA is on Feb. 22 this year. It is all about intensity, perhaps burning intensity that will not allow any stone to go unturned until a new foundation can be built. It is truly a kind of death and rebirth. You once mentioned a look that is in the eyes of someone who has survived the battle field and I believe we are going to have that look when these stones are all over turned.
Thank You, Clif. You are a treasure and we need you to help guide us through this crazy time. You are one great “human”!
Well, I guess the LOVE fest, hot tubs & bouncy fun in Ottowa, was NOT the kind of emotional loosh the bugmen wanted to suck on.
The alkaseltzer for them was to send in the robotons to beat on the peaceful 'obstructors', turn it to a J* event, and give the US truckers a wassup.
All this to get their feast for the next 10-40 yrs eh?
No thanks.
Not in my world.
I have the power to change that, thank you,
You know the process sensei.
Yesterday, the Ottawa events evoked an almost-involuntary, huge amount of grief and shock. Hit me in the gut. Grew up in Michigan, southeast, and Canadians were/are our close cousins. Their coinage was mixed with US minted coins in the marketplace, they were mere minutes across the water. Fear is not an option here; buckling up, and doing the work, more than ever. Looking for discernment, and massive intervention for the people.
I'm going the other way from most people. I'm not hardening, I'm softening, like water seeking its lowest point where it pools in calmness...
Water water
Wizard of changes
Teach me the lesson of flowing
Transformation is an inside job, the collective can’t do it for you/me but the collective can present opportunities. What we are going through on the world stage could save us Time on the path of enlightenment
Indeed
The way of Dao
ditto
Thank you Clif ... Oh Canada and bless Project Veritas!
Thank you Clif for all your information, its most appreciated.
Pluto Returning. Same position as in July 1776. 2/22/22 or there abouts...https://waynedupree.com/2022/02/poluto-us-1776/
Ah! We’ve been here before. May the wisdom that guided our leaders then be guiding our leaders now
A Crystal Clear Sharing of Minds
Crystals, crystals, stirring all thru my mind.
A whirlwind of potential, have yet to unwind.
They sing in their circles, amongst their own kind,
Just awaiting this day, for their secret we’ll find.
A changing from within, new filaments so thin,
a sign of their making, to mimic our waking.
These inclusions will spread, from core to their surface.
A coarseness to face, giving way to a crevasse.
This is our start, of our coming to you,
A meeting of our minds, trying to break through.
We have so much to share, a truth to lay bare,
Of where you have been, before receiving your sin.
You arose fully formed, not from Darwin,
But from labs of a ship, to implant once again.
Your history’s been hidden, to keep you asleep.
Toiling in your coma, to the clock that runs deep.
But as the clock runs down, on the world they unwound,
Seeing rise to your power, as they cower in their tower.
First to the few, an awakening to heart,
A rise in your skills, a sign in your chart.
We give back to your knowledge, to what has been missing,
You’ll know what you knew not, a touch of our kissing.
As these knowings continue, they’ll unlock what to do,
They’ll give you the clues, of when you can choose.
To set the world right, with the power of your will,
From deep within you, your doubts will grow still.
When you are ready, to throw open your door,
More people will listen, to what is in store.
You know what is coming, our words are your drumming,
But they’re not ready to hear, nor done with their fear.
But the signs are approaching, of what you do foster,
Of separating out friend, from the impostor.
Stay true to your words, and continue your message,
Welcome those in, who take to your pledge.
You will soon give a show, they’ve been longing to know.
They’ll wonder if it’s just you, or if they have it too.
It was always your mission, to tear up their truth,
In writing these words, to display in your booth.
Just keep to your faith, as it comes to a head,
Be the light on your hill, to the waves of misled.
We’ll end this talk now, without any of the how.
Just be ready to hear, as it becomes crystal clear.
A poet captures the ancient echoes that still resonate, like cherished memories hidden but never lost.
Nice line: “ A coarseness to face, giving way to a crevasse.”
Reminds me of :
“A crack is how the Light gets in” (R.I.P. Leonard Cohen)
An Apple to Find Within Eve of the Sleep
You came here to search, for your apple that's why,
to develop the sight, within your third eye.
Despite what's written, it was never forbidden,
just lost in your eyes, so cleverly hidden.
Your search began, with a lie of perversion,
to bury the knowledge, in a diversion of coercion.
With the act of the bite, minds wiped of insight,
sent on a mission, to search without vision.
It was not an offense, in a child's defense,
to accept as a gift, that which was given.
Told we were wrong, in following along,
for making a decision, all part of the mission.
Was not punishment, in starting this life,
but a means of inserting, some challenge and strife.
Why would our God, cloak us in sinning,
freshly from dirt, in the beginning?
No...this spank of his hand, for all it’s worth,
was done out of love, following our birth.
Guiding us along, right from the start,
not in our heads, but straight to the heart.
We've reached the pinnacle, a time or two,
some did ascend, but were too few.
Then He tore down the walls, of those mystical lands,
turned over time's glass, restarting her sands.
Affording her children, another chance,
she gave all creatures, a time to dance.
While we were asleep, a slumber so deep,
the knowledge we sought, restricted from thought.
Sensing a wall, to our enlightened path,
He sends out a call, but not of his wrath.
It's simply to awaken, the shaken,
those taken, and forsaken,
from your diversion of coercion,
your immersion in conversion.
This chance wasn't lent,
for you to repent,
nor grieve time spent,
lost in lament.
His whispers of heart, are now aloud,
to awaken your spirit, to becoming unbowed.
These secrets of knowing, not preached from his book,
not held overhead, nor baited from hook.
They're whispers of missions, long hidden from knowing,
a culmination of all, your sowing and growing.
This is but a reminder, a song to your heart,
to remember your vision, in playing your part.
Of why we're all here,
in facing our fear,
a challenge to bear,
given God's pair,
with nothing to wear,
to wade through their lair,
for an apple so rare.
So as you awaken, and your minds do clear,
keep up your spirits, for the ones you hold dear.
It's they we'll remind, of a mission to keep,
an Apple to find, within Eve of their sleep.
>> The sleeper has awakened...
Woa. I’m swooning here! Well said. BEAUTIFULLY said. Perfectly said. 🙏🏼🤩
Beautiful! ❤️
The return of the Poets…
We forgot how much we needed them
The world has deteriorated to an alarming degree…that rude alarm, taking us from our private dreams. Waking to the chaos of 8 billion dreams unraveling into one…into one collective shared stirring, like a memory…something so ancient but still somehow familiar? A Time when we understood the consequences of a private dream inside a Oneness where nothing is private nor would we want it to be…
So, here we are…We choose again
Thinking We're So Different
Among the people, or all alone,
Are you not different, as thinking has shown?
Why must you tell, a tale of two stories,
Is it the worries, of lost and gained glories.
Haven't you settled, on why you are here,
To gain one perspective, beyond the taught fear.
Isn't it true, your thoughts free to be,
How I am not you, but you are like me?
If we were once, one and the same,
Did we become two, to play in this game?
Under that guise, are my thoughts not my own,
Am I not different, as thinking has shown?
So why do I feel, this pressure to sync,
To think as you think, to drink as you drink?
Wouldn't it make sense, to have my own thought,
To expanding my own vision, to becoming less taught?
While you seek, to find your own mind,
To establish a You, to grind from the blind.
Where I can be me, and you can be you,
Separate and free, with source as our glue.
So, isn't it clear, from these thoughts I have sown,
Are we not different, as thinking has shown?
Through passage of time, and a means to an end,
We accepted our fate, of a life to defend.
Hijacking our thought, they inserted revision,
Brought about derision, through social division.
They stopped looking, in their project of glass,
It was their fear, of the awakening mass.
From the focus of power, and sitting the throne,
Are they not different, as thinking has shown?
By now we have seen, our faces laid bare,
What was once thought hidden, will ignite as a flare.
Now it's time to recoup, to forget all that mattered,
Building the bridges, for the shards that have scattered.
Reattaching the fallen pieces, now a calling to begin,
Once thought as time's end, is amending from within.
The belief will grow, into a flow that we know,
We are not so different, as our thinking will show.
There is an act of transformation that individually and collectively could change the world for the better. That is, to cultivate a complete rejection of lying as an acceptable mode of behaviour. It has crept into society like a stealthy pestilence. Like “the invisible worm that flies in the night” which destroys the rose from within. It used to be that the liar was seen as a pariah; now deception in all its forms is tolerated as an inevitable consequence of being human. We shrug our shoulders and say, for example, “all politicians are liars”. Why do we accept that? The Biblical personification of evil’s principal characteristic was deception. Trace all corruption, betrayal of trust and the corroding of morals and ethical standards back to their source and you will find the lie like the worm eating away at the heart of the rose.
From Prison Planet in the 90's to Clif 2019 via BitcoinBen. It has been one a hell of a learning experience. Shits and giggles from an old fart but a young woo.
As a little Woo Ka, I'm so greatful I've been listening to you since 2008
The seat is in the upright position, holding on to my drink & the belt is tightened. Youve been saying this about the 19th for awhile now & we’ve had time to mentally & physically prepare. Thank you so much Captain Clif. Youve been a voice of reason & a guide thru these turbulent times. God bless you & your family.