Citando a Julian Katari del 02/06/2025, 2:45 am

Dry law.

Today a Chinese war plane landed in Lebanon to send the message that China is not going to let Israel continue forward. Mexico held judges and magistrates elections for the first time, a populist move that seeks to make the current ruling party look more democratic. There was a massive voting absence and those who did go vote were the third age beneficiaries who currently receive a state pension monthly, under the threat that if they didn't vote, their pension would be removed. As the day was already not going great it continued where I saw my mom who came to visit hide her stained thumb. I have heard from her say she understands what I share, that voting is not really an option, but inevitably she falls pray to pressure like in the times when they made her wear a facemask. Later, as I borrowed her car to pick up my kids, I found an inexplicable face mask lying in the car.

It had been a day in that we didn't shower because in the city we live there is a very corrupt water service agency. For many years they've been raising the bar on water rationing, where they will provide for 24 hours then cut it for 48, supposedly because of a more prolonged dry season. Yet this year it has been raining plenty. Broken pipes, fixes or other technical arguments can be made to justify what in this neighborhood -which is not one of the worse ones in this matter- has been an almost week-long period of the city not providing water. We haven't found an explanation. We can last for 2-3 days without it, with what is stored in the tank on the roof and a makeshift tank in the patio, but now we are almost completely without. As we discussed the matter, I found from my partner that in her nearby town, when there are local elections, they will provoke a power outage. Everybody knows, everybody takes it. It makes me wonder if this water cut has maybe then, other real purposes.

At the same time, literally, there is a dry law, because of the elections. A hot and stinky day full of difficulties (bear in mind I'm sharing the happenings of the Kaan day, yesterday, not what I am going to experience today later on) would have been soothed by a beer I had to get to the store to learn it won't also be happening for me. Dealing with the grim vision of how unbeknownst my teen age kids are to what's happening, and negligent to any of my inputs the mother is, I have to get into the idea that I won't be able to continue here with them and may soon choose to flee in a plan C way to a refuge deep in nature. That's the better option where I can at least attempt at building something there to receive them later if they so choose. Staying here is watching them hurdle with the impossible stomp of the modern world, and my power as a parent has been effectively taken away by the system that by default gives custody and preference to the mother (imagine how bad of a father I am that I don't believe in vaccines!). So I find it's better to face the pain of not seeing them than to be here drying away into the impossibility to be here.

The circle of medicine, two years in, and the Muxuq Nina tribe, thirteen years in, have not been popular enough on the media for people to know about it or want to join. A choice to be free is simply not allowed, they really have us all possessed. So many signs have showed today (Kaan day preparing for the Kemee day) a reading that I am to give with mi heart and sacred word, from the humility of wanting to give a real message from the insights that the nawals are able to give me and from my connection to spirit, as free from my personal filters as I can. The insights connect to a real life story and goes like this:

We live in one of the richest ecosystems there is as far as insects go. For example here lives the world's largest bumble bee. I've had more struggle here in this house with ants than in the lacandon or in the amazon. But I get ahead. With my gathered experience from those places I wisely choose (not what fraile new age city people would choose) to eradicate a nest, because it strongly threatens my food supply. In other places in nature this is not necessary, there are other ways, but here where I am surrounded by concrete blocks and cement, there is no other way. Put all your food in the fridge and not even be able to feed the cat, or fight the ants. I have chosen to fight, and have successfully, without using chemicals, eradicated the nest underneath the cement house three times. Yet with time, a new nest makes way into the abandoned tunnels underneath and settles in. All cool, just part of living here. This last nest had settled in the neighbors house and was a little more difficult to eradicate, until the neighbor too decided to end it. It was then today that we found the remainder of the nest in the bathroom's roof, whom I painfully chose to eliminate and bless them because with their death, I cleanse my life of so much bad energy.

Part of this bad energy came from instagram, who decided without a knowable cause to eliminate my circulo de medicina account. This reminds me of those posts I got to see about the ants coming to your house meaning that there are bad energies. Well they all eliminated themselves without me putting much effort into it, but it got me meditating about this trendy instagram spirituality that says that you are responsible for everything that happens to you, it's because of your vibe. My connection to death and the ancestors, which is very strong, very strongly took the opportunity to show me, remind me and request me to share with you that this precise "spiritual kind of thinking" is very malicious. Even if we are getting screwed, we can vibe as positively as we can and this effort will compensate in making things better. But reality is not solipsist. Not everything is a product of your vibe. There is that world out there and in here and we are all necks deep into a very dark situation in the world currently. Blaming, shaming and judging others for having a bad vibe because they are not making it in the most basic of needs, is a very unspiritual thing to do. Vibing higher is not going to get you anywhere either, it may help getting by, but it scares me to see that they've convinced many with this being a wholesome solution. Wanting to retreat to a better place is fair, but thinking we are not involved and that others are responsible to what is happening, is not true, not spiritual. Thinking we can keep the system, status-quo, whatever you want to call it, without letting go of some comforts and/or amenities, or clinging to how your life is and the little comforts you have as your main objective in life, disregarding every other call to do or think differently, is, unspiritual. Thinking that nothing will change, is self-deceit.

No matter what place or status you are in, you are going to have to face the dry law. That's what's coming in the coming 4 years. I made the allegory of a man warning the others of a tsunami coming. As he does so, some tell him that nobody really knows and that he's being negative. Then, it's not a false alarm, the tsunami comes and drowns the village. Who was more negative, the man that warned or the ones that didn't listen? I share this because all this time I have been calm and withstanding the negativity coming from the neighbors, the state, the economy, the antennas, the roads, etc. And seeing how there is so much addiction to the apocalypse story, yet it's greatly just mind-control fuzz. Surely what you see in the media is. But my life here showed me today signs that clearly change my state of "keep sliding with plan A" to "let's look at plan B and C." Thirteen Kemee is a very powerful nawal, I invite all readers here to share their teaching from it. It has showed me that no one will escape their share of the poverty and madness unleashed on this planet. Hopefully it will also make you reconsider your near future plans so that you may positively face what spirit and life is bringing on to us.