The ones orchestrating this massive fraud on the world are so sick and confused that they believe people like you and me are no better than animals to be used, exploited, and thrown away without any consideration. They believe that enslaving us is what will make them happy.

Everything about their confused thought system is impossible. Human beings are not a crop to be exploited; rather, we are sacred, divine beings in perfect alignment with love, beauty, truth, and freedom. How frustrating it must be for them when the look at all the awakened, sane, loving, creative, beautiful people and realize that their entire belief system is incorrect.

And how miserable they must be in their isolated luxury. So unfree and controlled by it. It must feel so burdensome just to keep this all going. They need so many distractions and sources of stimulation just to bear the weight of it all. Nothing about their lives is real. What a truly sad state of existence it must be.

Then consider the countless sad, confused people following their orders—believing that something could be gained through blind obedience to the world’s insanity. Their belief in the whole corrupted system of exploitation is so unquestioned that—just to stay in school, to maintain a lousy job, to hold onto a bit of fame, to maintain status or even hope—they choose not to think freely, not to express their originality, not to do as they please, not to learn about everything, not to try new things. How tragic and sad.

The truth is, everything that the unwell are holding onto is what must be let go of for their happiness to become possible. The truly happy, joyful, blessed are the ones who know that freedom is what we are, truth is as essential as the air we breathe, and that everything we want is found only in love.

So, no, I do not hate those who self-identify as and act as my enemy. Since they have no power over me, they are not my enemy at all. I see that they are sick and confused. They are lost. I do not want revenge or even punishment. What I do want is healing. A recognition of reality. A letting go of these thought systems of sickness and all that it has made.