The Unbarred Alchemist: Workplace Wellbeing, Politics & Universal Laws

We talk a lot about what happens in spirit realm manifests into the physical realm (through belief, pattern behavior and actions) like trauma, karma, and energy—but rarely do we name what happens when unresolved spiritual toxins are deliberately or unconsciously passed onto others. Enter: Spiritually Translated Diseases.  These are not transmitted like physical illnesses. They are translated—through projection, manipulation, silence, mimicry, and energetic contact. They are a symptom of someone’s refusal to heal and a weaponized attempt to make others carry their karma. Transmitted vs. Translated:  Transmitted = Contact-Based. Physical exchange or proximity. Bodily illness or material conditions. Often unconscious, unintentional. Affects the body Translated = Intent-Based Energetic projection or spiritual distortion. Fueled by envy, competition, suppression, or shame. Often disguised as concern, care, or connection. Affects the soul, aura, nervous system, and life path. How It...

Girl, manifest the life you want. Just stop goaldigging for my next move. While you gossip, I focus. While they copy, I cultivate. While you spy, I stay aligned. I’m not just manifesting—I’m excavating. Pulling diamonds from pressure and purpose from pain. I don’t need to be in your business. I am the business. Still mining, still glowing.  There’s a strange paradox that’s played out across social, spiritual, and influencer spaces: a race to manifest, without the inner substance to sustain what’s being asked for. And in this race, I’ve become a target—not because I blocked anyone’s blessings, but because I reflect what they refuse to cultivate inside themselves. People aren’t manifesting from their core—they’re mimicking. Mimicking mantras. Mimicking confidence. Mimicking healing. Mimicking originality. But when manifestation becomes a competitive sport, it stops being sacred. Worse still is the obsession with me—my energy, my insight, my legacy. I’ve watched people pour more time ...

They Call It Justice—But It’s Just Projection. I see the pattern—so they call you the problem or paranoid. I hold the blueprint—so they frame my bloodline as the builder of their broken game, but here’s the truth: They’ve been coming after all of mine—Moorish, Cherokee, Scottish, Cuban, African, English because we were the solution. Not the virus or a glitch but the key. Them even calling me a glitch only unravels what they frame me for pulling on, but provoke for clarity to continue to their game because they need to keep up the illusion.  So they use our names to keep the carbon tax roulette spinning, while making us look like the weight. Meanwhile, they wear the credits like righteousness, and bury the receipts under “green policy” and backdoor deals with a God they mock while waiting for returns. You understand the game—and they punish you for it because clarity clears karma, and they’re addicted to debt.  A Heist disguised as a Handout. No hate to the hustle, but when you...

They left me out like I was a typo. Except I wasn’t ever truly “out". They were trying to extract and rewire me like an engineering student's final exam—something they could study, mine, and recycle into systems, trends, and innovation. Not to uplift—but to quietly own. Pretend Help, Real Harvest. They played nice. Boosted “high vibes.” Claimed to “help”. All while wrapping my mind in metrics, calling my spirit intellectual property and saying "it works!". So whatever I published, said, or created—became theirs. Filed. Trademarked. Monetized. As they laid claim to my legacy like it was real estate. Meanwhile, they cloaked their theft in street dealers and staged optics, letting me take the fall. Because the royals serve the Rothschilds, and they control the banks, the politics and the currency of extraction disguised as opportunity. North America: The Cross-Border Trap. I live in Canada. But the U.S. gets the glory? The deals. The movies. The money. All while my ener...

In 2016, I co-founded a company and spiritual portal disguised as a corporate event: Spark Conferences. It began as a conference on emergency preparedness. But underneath the logistics, I was anchoring something greater—a legacy of Moorish, African, Indigenous, and divine ancestral knowledge that sought to prepare not just corporations, but civilizations, for truth. What followed was not just business growth. It was a spiritual hijack, a targeted operation of surveillance, siphoning, and substitution that continues to unfold. The trafficking that was taking place.  2016: The Portal Opens. The first "emergency" preparedness conference launched under Spark was my spiritual contribution to a better world. I had no idea I was also opening an energetic portal. From that moment forward: I was observed. My co-founder, a Romanian woman with healthcare ties to OSHA. I left the company in early 2017 before joining the Yellow Pages in Spring 2017, due to broken financial commitments and...

A reclamation. A revelation. A reckoning. They branded it as fantasy, but I lived it as fact. Now I’m taking back the throne that never should’ve been sold. I Am the Source Code. While I was isolated, grieving, healing—they were staging, scripting, and recording my heart in fragments.  I didnt have a baby at 14 years old to handover as a sacrifice (to align with the shunning rather than the awakening), while Canadian and U.S governments geared up to play out Hitler techniques based on Rothschild banking system tactics as they keep in poverty as "karmics" paying their debts as balance or payback for Moorish ruling and creating plans in Europe pre-black plague, and award white supremacy and Aryans for overthrowing Moorish practices. Keeping Europe under white royalty and establishing future black proxies that won't "talk back". Models arent supposed to talk, they just do what they're told and walk the runway...but this Black Model T walks and talks. I speak fo...

They used me like a donkey. A beast of burden. A body to carry codes. A humiliation ritual, modern day Jim Crowe with the hidden components of slavery and romper room programming for politicians and others to gain entry into a secret society. But I wasn’t just walking—I was shaking empires. While The Yellow Pages were trying to walk me like a dog, they thought they were choosing the quiet one, the broken one, the invisible one —but I turned out to be the ass that rocked the island. Donkey Codes and Spiritual Carriers. Donkeys show up in every ancient story for a reason: They carry divine figures through hostile lands. They bear burdens no one else will. They represent both humility and power—hidden in plain sight. What happens when the "donkey" sees the system? When she knows the path she’s walking isn’t sacred, but staged? When she realizes her back has been used to carry Roman lies, Persian scripts, and post-colonial curses dressed as Western progress? You get a revolution ...

You needed me to show up for the labor, but not for the legacy. You kept the receipts for my pain, but lost the invoices for your debt. You wrote me into your scripts, dramas, and declarations — but when it came time to pay the bill, suddenly I became invisible — you don't know my name. This is for every time you said my name in your meetings, platforms, and headlines without honoring the woman, the bloodline, or the soul behind it. Where's our "tax" return? Let's break it down clearly and honestly: How Can Non-Citizens Serve in the U.S. Military? Yes, non-citizens can serve in the U.S. military, but under specific legal conditions: Legal Permanent Residents (Green Card holders) are eligible to enlist. DACA recipients and undocumented immigrants are not eligible to enlist under current laws. In rare cases in the past (like post-9/11), certain military branches or special programs (e.g., MAVNI) recruited non-citizens with special language or medical skills — someti...

The system must maintain the illusion that you’re poor, unstable, and dependent, so they can justify surveillance, silence, and symbolic “help”. If (I) you show that you’re independently working, moving, or thriving — they lose the ability to legally, symbolically, or energetically identify as you. Lets discuss this more in-depth and call it for what it is, so they can't call it for what they want. 1. “One house, one breadwinner” = centralized control of energy & wealth. In many royal or patriarchal systems, only one “face” of the household is allowed to hold public wealth, status, or political power. This is not just about money, but energetic visibility — who gets the credit, legacy, and name to continue forward.  This would mean: if more than one person from the same bloodline steps into full power, the system is “imbalanced” — not spiritually, but in their debt-based economy. But also: Strawmen "actors" can't identify as me, if i identify as myself.  2. "...

Before the mid-20th century, music was tuned to 432 Hz, which aligns more closely with the natural resonance of Earth and the human body (think: Schumann Resonance). After WWII, under influence from Nazi experiments and elite-backed institutions, the standard tuning was changed to 440 Hz—a slight shift, but enough to create dis-ease in the body, disconnecting it from universal harmony. This wasn’t an accident—it was a spiritual sabotage disguised as a scientific standard. Instruments = Bodies. Musical instruments represent human bodies in this metaphor. When they are tuned out of sync, they: Create tension instead of resonance. Operate in isolation instead of unity. Produce noise instead of harmony. So when North American instruments were retuned, it symbolically and energetically represented: Bodies being reprogrammed to be out of tune with each other and Source. When we are out of tune spiritually, we are more vulnerable to control, division, and emotional confusion. Hitler manipulat...

They’ve been trafficking my bloodlines before I was born, but specifically since I was about 3 into 9. Quietly, deliberately, and across borders. While the world watches headlines and reacts to orchestrated chaos, my reality—and the truth of many like me—has been buried beneath the noise of staged performances disguised as diplomacy. They rerouted attention, broadcasting crises and casting wars like blockbuster events, while innocent lives were deployed not for protection or justice, but for symbolism. Human shields for state-sanctioned performance art. Not actors, but offerings—caught in a theatre of lies. All the while, I waited for one honest conversation. Just one. Not to perform. Not to be decoded. Just to be heard. Instead, they sent out everyone I know—friends, family, strangers—like rehearsed players in a stage play they didn’t write but were threatened into performing. They turned peace into a slogan, not a solution. Used phrases like "peace in the Middle East" to cl...

They say "peace in the Middle East" as if it was a slogan—an ironic soundbite echoing through newsrooms and political chambers, while beneath the phrase, something much deeper, older, and stolen is being played out.  What they're calling the "Middle East" was once part of Africa—home to civilizations rich in spirit, wisdom, and balance. A place where Isis, Ra, and El were not gods of mythology, but living expressions of divine power, balance, and code. And yet the name "Israel"—Is-Ra-El—has been repurposed as a geopolitical chessboard, where ancient bloodlines are trafficked and programmed into silence after ww2, for present-day corporate employers to hold corporate buying power over our bloodlines..holding energetic frequency or voice control to "amp up and solve" as characters, to than get paid by claiming relief funds for helping with the environment. I say this respectfully, as some of my closest friends and kindest acquaintances were and...

They couldn’t take my spirit outright, so they created characters to wear it. When I didn’t break under pressure, they broke others around me. They triggered emotional spirals, seeded confusion, and staged meltdowns in people I loved—then turned those reactions into a storyline.  A performance. A reason to say:  “See what happens around her?”, “Look at what her presence causes.” But I didn’t cause the chaos. They did. They caused the chaos, then cast the wounded as "Carbon Tax Characters"—figures of blame, distraction, and distorted projection. These weren’t just people—they were puppets of narrative stitched together by those who couldn’t face the truth of what they did to me. While I sat in silence, enduring humiliation rituals instead of healing, they were building off my grace. They Recruited the Reactors: They knew I wouldn’t fight the way they wanted—so they found others who would. They whispered behind my back and stirred fear into people I loved. They manipulated my c...

The wars may have ended on paper, but the beneficiaries never left. The same hands that pulled the strings in World Wars I and II now pull levers through financial systems, healthcare, government, education, and tech — not to build, but to redirect what was already ours into a controlled feedback loop they profit from. To keep us paying back their debt, and siphoning from what's done in spirit to ride off those coattails and benefit off of the manifestation of those "good works", while cloaked like a superhero covering up misdeeds for the Justice system. The same entities that funded global wars now bankroll the very countries we’re told are sovereign. They didn’t disappear — they just changed uniforms. From generals to bankers. From monarchs to ministers. From warfare to welfare, and somehow, I’m the problem for naming it? Because I noticed that debt, taxes, pharmaceuticals, even “emergency” policies were not created to save us — but to reroute what we planned, repackage...

Cycles return to Source. You Can’t Drown What Is Water: So they say, “She’s too much.” They overflow the system with your own energy, your own truth — then blame you for the flood. They use your emotional and spiritual clarity to fill their cups, and when their hands are too full, they cry: “She’s uncontainable. We must drain the pool.” But here’s what they won’t say: They needed your overflow to enter rooms they were never invited into. They used my light to cloak their initiation, and my tears as their offering, and the “secret society” isn’t elite — it’s dependent on stolen essence and misdirected karma. They flipped my nature into a narrative: I am not drowning — I am remembering. They’re not purifying — they’re siphoning, and when the overflow scares them, they label it “too much” — instead of “too real.” Too much truth burning through manipulated roots. When ancestral lands and truths resurface, the destruction is seen as necessary "cleansing"—but instead it's used ...

 They were part of the 30,000 people in Chad Powers Truman show story that was used to fuel the carbon tax before the antichrist "woke up" and strategically siphoned treasures and redirected for me to choose "virus". The use of media, medicine, vaccination rollouts, surveillance, and theatrical political crises as cover mechanisms to siphon ideas, energy, identity, and legacy from rightful lineages — primarily spiritually rich but economically suppressed individuals and families. Yes — and that’s the core abuse: They stole from me, lied on me, and now they want me to pay the karmic bill for the chaos they created. Most people were preparing for their role since I was born, awaiting to quietly take it over before I was born after impeding to boost and overpower for new "teachers" in the system - not because of toxic messages but to replace and steer what they wanted credit for but just needed the time and proper attention to give that perception..than blame...

This isn’t just psychological. It’s spiritual warfare disguised as branding. They create emotional loops so tight you begin to break: Illness begins. Confusion sets in. Trust erodes. Silence grows. And they say “it’s your fault.” But the real virus was never me — it was the system of misdirection using me (and a few others) as fuel to keep their carbon tax system running without accountability. They’re not just “vibing high.” They’re vibing off of us. Here’s the Truth: Im not dramatic. I'm not delusional. I'm not not late. I was the target because I am the origin, and the moment I name it than the illusion starts to fall, because though illusion is entertainment and "freewill", its heavily manipulated for true illusions to fall thats not freewill, but keep me trapped in. Protect your "system of things", which is your belief, nervous and immune systems, and avoid dis-eases. Say it louder.

They aren’t just watching. They’re siphoning — from the most innocent spaces. Children. Imagination. Joy. Used as an energetic entry point to mock the adults they silenced, erased, or broke. They say "protect the children," But in the background, they code innocence like currency. Because trauma opens access, and children’s purity becomes the vault key to trapped adult pain. The Weaponization of Wonder is when children are born fresh — their minds not yet colonized by fear, shame, or hierarchy. They create without conditions. And that is exactly why they are targeted. Not just for grooming in the literal sense, but for energetic programming — to serve a system that uses their imaginative frequency to reset timelines adults are healing from. How They Transfer Guilt & Trauma? Systems can't survive accountability. So they recycle guilt —hiding abuse in rituals, programming, distractions. They don’t want to heal. They want to "transfer karma" onto the next gener...