Jun Kaan – One love, one heart

A mechanistic worldview that sees no god, yet worships money as one, has taken over. In doing so, it has created the worst kind of god possible: a real one, one that is dead, non-living, and that grows from aliveness being turned into death. It profits from killing. It is so big and so powerful now that it has sucked in almost every single spiritual lineage, turning them into its servants, editing the scriptures and brainwashing the priests so they would serve these kings—the dying flesh behind the money god. Unlike a real divine spark, which seeks to proliferate, diversify, and make itself more vast and rich, this unliving entity seeks only to monopolize power and reduce the circle of those who have access to it. As the world’s resources turn finite and begin to diminish, profit must be surged by means of centralization and absolute control, leaving no space for rogue states or accidental stakeholders.

This hydra monster responsible for everything that is suffering on this planet right now—and it’s not samsara!—is going through a transformation. Due to its nature of allowing snake heads to surge, it has been a multi-headed monster, but it wants to change that. The economic system does not want to continue to empower third parties; it must be concentrated in a single head that can drive the body towards where it wants to go. Not only that, everyone else who is not the head must be part of the body—just a link in the system, a servant, with absolutely no possibility to move from where they are located. This is the current state of the world, not a prophecy.

There is a natural rejection to this, of course. For this monsterization of humanity to work, it must eliminate anything human and alive in us, and this is complicated. For the time being, all different ideologies, nations, identities, and creeds can be harvested and controlled—they have been for centuries—and they can be directed to confront each other. Stay divided, stay in conflict, stay weak, stay distracted, unable to understand what is truly happening. We keep the illusion of division as a mask of identity, which sadly is just another mask shaped by them. On the other hand, the monster has its exemplary bee-hive mind prototypes: the atheist technocratic or soft ecumenical religious types, bound to “science” and “progress,” de-sensualized, fanatical about nothing except what they think is “truth.” These are the best operators for the corporations of government, moving the pieces so the hydra can one day become a one-headed being.

Stepping out of this is not easy. I find it difficult to identify who is even willing. Many will stretch far to act mindful about it and not be predated to a great extent in their own minds, at least staying aware of what is happening. But a weird type of nihilism tells them it is a hopeless situation and all we can strive for is to resist, survive, and try to make the best of the little space we are given, finding happiness in distraction and delaying the inevitable decay of the soul. This is the acceptance of a shrinking soul. At the risk of writing to no reader, I must detangle reality in a way where my consciousness and that of many living entities can express what is helpful for those with still a spark of living—in the sense that beyond any realist prospect, there is hope of a better world.

Actually, it’s not hope; it’s science, it’s life. A living cosmos too has a head, not in the draconian sense just explained, but as a united will and intelligence to thrive. This circle is very lonely and these words might be too, because of how strong the wrong signals are, and how trapping the narratives are, and how weak common minds are against it, unable to tap into the true source where mother says: I’m still here, and we’re going to make it. If you don’t listen to her, you won’t make it. It’s not an ultimatum; it’s a diagnosis. I could go into a long chain of details to prove that, but I don’t find that helpful.

What is helpful is describing how the energy of the nawal will kick in this starting trecena, marking the trend for the coming thirteen days. For those hooked to the system, expect an increase in traffic, delays, and system bugs. New terms and conditions are coming; your computer and wifi will be slower and more jammed because AI now uses your disks to run itself without your consent. You will see a sexy show of how deep the surveillance is. Everything you are told is a “danger coming” is an operation already in place. With Saturn’s position, nothing is hidden; all three operations of soul and money harvesting are now open source. Evil is hiding in plain sight—the only place it can now hide.

In fact, there is nothing to hide behind anymore. It’s all hopelessly part of the mechanical snake; we’re all now nodes of the new lifeless intelligence, or the attempt to create such an oxymoron. It will probably fail, but the problem then is not the future, but your present. Do you dig into the painful comfort it brings, or step into the uncomfortable liberation living your current status quo requires? This gate is always the same, no matter the time and age.

Snake marks an increase in the physicality required to continue. If you are spending too much time sitting because your creation requires it—don’t work, quit!—compensate with a significant increase in physical activity. You will inevitably gravitate to the hunt for pleasure, as modern city life is comfortable but void of profound, erotic pleasure. Finding meaning in your life will grant you the pleasure of purpose and will allow you to ease the need of your snake to be stimulated, which you will not avoid. If you can’t find pleasure, action, or physicality, it is highly likely that trouble, stress, or violence is what may come your way. If it does, don’t take it badly; take it as part of the energy that unavoidably must be channeled.

Let’s get together and, be alright

A snake trecena within a snake moon points to a more intense period of connection, origin, and belonging. It comes to prove that there is no isolation; we are all connected, all links and pieces in a single long code and strain of life. Each one of us brings a piece of code of uniqueness that cannot be cloned or reproduced. To some, the fear of freedom is too great and they will gladly choose to belong to the big patron of the mechanic demiurge—everyone’s there, it’s the least lonely place to be, apparently. While mature adults might look at this with attraction, seeking peace, young adults are finding the only peace in unreproductive solitary lives, suicide, or induced neural damage. At the end this is all just a trick. The prison is in the information feeds, but the earth and humans still are. We are all just here, and we can simply choose to walk away and come together in that walking away.

The lesson of love is simple. We all want to be chosen, but if we want to love, we must choose. We are so caught up in modern communication systems that we are either awaiting others to reach out to us or trying to avoid being sucked in. That is the disease. Only sexual drive in young men is strong enough to keep up the effort of painstakingly reaching out, swiping, being left on read, and being ghosted. Only men with low levels of self-esteem will let themselves drain their time in this fruitless activity. Women, on the other hand, think they have a long list of men awaiting their attention, but it is only of this type of men—of which, once they give it a chance, they discover is not what they want. The other type is not typing.

We are not the problem; it’s the system. If we don’t mindfully and actively create means to circumvent it, we will be sucked into this lonely abyss of waiting for the message that is never coming. Good men will follow the feminine advice of not being hungry dogs and awaiting to be chosen, and good women will follow the man’s advice of actively choosing who they want to get to know. If this advice is met, good things will happen. If not, we’re simply stuck—but there are plenty of AI options out there if you can afford them and if you can find a way to be satisfied with that. The lesson is: choose, don’t let yourself be chosen. Act, don’t wait to be pushed. Relationships will come, and many will fail, until we can find the one love, the one heart. That lies only outside the matrix, in the earth and nature, and especially in those human beings who are choosing to be outside the matrix. That’s where real unity will be found.