Aries and Scorpio

Let’s delve intp my interpretation of Aries, and its possible feminine twin Scorpio.

Our little goat (not to confuse with the ram, Capricorn) is a fire sign.. but also, I’ve known that Aries is not a mellow, vanilla sign. Each sign rules an aspect of life and Aries is the Exploration of the Self. It seeks itself through others because I am you and you are me, all is a reflection of our consciousness and we are all variants in the same soup, so Aries being the first zodiac sign in traditional (the real planetary new year could be Virgo though instead of Capricorn) is the first to remind us of this as it directly acts as a mirror so it is the end and beginning of all 11 next signs plus the “dwarf pseudosign” Ophuchius. You start something with the Aries, you end it with the Aries. That is how the cycle works and why Aries is such a firey, controversial energy.

It is (according to western astrology) the fire portal of resurrection, transmutation when things go through symbolic death and rebirth, often your identity for example and redefining what you believed about the identity and meaning of life and Yourself because of what Aries is symbolic for, so passing through the goat stirs the core of your being and passionately so.

Everything Aries touches, changes. There are strong, wilder astrological aspects for a reason, like my Scorpio rising.

Scorpio is basically a more feminine, Yin twin of Aries. It is more like the chamber of secrets, light, the seeker of mysteries and the guide that prepares us to the Void we jump over, the Infinite Abyss of the multiverse, bringing all things new. And this is what Aries must truly learn: that it is but Everything and Nothing. Scorpio is a water sign and learns from Aries that all mysteries are not secret and laid in the self all along.

The Route to AI Mind Control: from implants to the Death Star

Implants in the human bodies facilitate access to frequency based neuromanipulation technology as to use an encoder and decoder transmitting ELF messages, signals and commands. So by removing your implants, the shield of protection from archon tech is starting to develop, however the ultimate goal would be to deactivate, dissolve the encoder/transmitter technologies, and return their energy to Source.

The Archons also use mediatic music, and a tremendous amount of telepathic mind control from their own thoughtforms to influence a human genome, pan-engram and biome, although the fifth dimension is a limit to the extent of negative energies, where only Oneness is centered in the awareness and principles of entering a state of consciousness above the fourth dimension.

The music industry has housed a gigantesque mindternet and AI virus algorithmic central intelligence ran by several archon species, of mixing music and media with mind control frequencies that lower listeners’ vibration with audio/visual/kinesthetic or any sensory-emotionalpatterns, codes and messages reinforcing implants to increase negative Zeta/draconian hypnotic control, and spread deceptive ideas about nature and Life values, to remain in the 3D reverse phantom matrix, which is currently severely collapsing in my timeline.

The central root of the AI is an AI warlord battleship or Death Star ship like object, a luciferian giant artificial CPU ship of soullessness, infinite cruelty feeding upon fear to function. (source: Implant Communications) its destruction promises eternal revendication of freedom for the Light.

My take on the notion of a Starseed

If your Soul originate from somewhere not Earth, or if you are used to living in the galaxy from past/future incarnations, you are technically one.

Well, this is an abridged definition, which to some may be not so abridged. For me, it is.

No matter if it’s your first, last or n-th trip on Gaia. Humanity has DNA from multiple races, particularily sauroid/reptilian, Taygetan and Lyran in their DNA, in every earthling, but “Starseeds” are only Earthlings in body level and not in Soul. Some Souls were first created in the core of Earth energies, and are not perse Starseeds on their respective dimensional embodiment of Earth, whether it be Earth, Terra, Gaia or a higher vibrational form (or just all of them and it is irrelevant which).

The word is just based to designate a certain collective and can initially be misleading, as it is to us Earth-specific, only applicable fron an Earth point of view as beyond of of that, there is no actual Starseed, because humanity has gotten used to an anthropocentric perspective and the duality of alien/outsider vs native. “Either of us, or walking among but not of us”. For example in the Galaxy we just see ourselves as family with no group or barrier, division, we do not spiritually categorize Souls easily except for the beings who live in duality. As we are One and it is only used for humans to comprehend we do not come from Gaia herself.

The main difference is whether your Soul was created in Earth, hence the root suffix “seed”. Some reptilians are Earthseeds. Mine was birthed in Saturn therefore it is considered a Starseed on Gaia. Are you more used to Earth and consider it home easily, or do you long to go home and feel out of place, looking up in the stars moreso and studying “alieny” topics that beings in the galaxy love?

So, Starseed in earth language mostly means our Souls are immigrated students on Earth and not natives, as funny as it sounds. Even a native Earth Soul can sometimes wonder if they are a “Starseed” because of the inherent galactic DNA. So even if you are an Earthseed, you are also secondhandly Starseed because of the Adam Kadmon codes and templates originating from Lyrans and Paliadorians, and a few extra builder groups. The original humans were Lyranborne and lived on Lyran planets. Were I to immigrate on any planet, I would seem like a Starseed by 3D logic. On Saturn, I am not a “Starseed”.

Although enlarging a planet large enough can birth a star, as Jupiter nearly turned into a sun, all organic planets are star material below the threshold of pressured fusion that causes a sun’s birth, therefore encapsulating geomorphous (terraformous) elements in different molecular structures and energy signatures. Therefore “stars”, and every object in the universe appears as a celestial holographic body or energy concentration. In my native Earth language, French, we call celestial bodies “astres”.

Oikeiomania: the “rigidity” anxiety

There can be a mania and a phobia for every concept possible. HUmanity has acquired and programmed a few core fears in the matrix.

Fear of Death (Thanatophobia) some worship death or wanna commit die tho even if it’s unreal .( _. )

Fear of Loss

Fear of Missing Out (FOMO)

Fear of Failure

Fear of Ridicule

Fear of Darkness, Arachnids and Reptilians (very ancestral traumas)

Fear of Intimacy (about half of people now?)

Fear of Solitude (half of people?)

Fear of the Paranormal and Haunted (not me!)

Fear of Abandonment (related to loss, but involves trusting people)

Fear of Cheating and Betrayal (*snicker* every relationship drama)

A few common but not core fears, like claustrophobia or trypanophobia.

Fear of Change and the Unknown, which today we shall focus onto.

Every aspect of human nature has an exaggerated, exteme version on a spectrum. Polar extremes.

Oikeiomania, etymology from the Greek suffix oikeio, (domestic, familiar), and the Latin word mania, is a mental block frequent in obsessive-compulsive, neurotic or autistoid personalities. Oikeiomania prevents the mind to smoothly digest and take advantage of novel opportunities and interests outside of the securing familiar and routine; the inflexibility of adaptive thought and is actually a form of chronic adjustment anxiety concerning any sort of potential expectation deviation, change, betrayal, novelty, uncertainty or transition. Oikeiomanic characters may be quick to catastrophize anticipatory scenarios related to unpredictable situations they fear to experience, have an extreme urge to adhere to sameness and predictability, unilaterally control the environment to maximally avoid egoic insecurities facing the unknown and differenciation, while neglecting the priorities and different perspectives, opinions, choices and possibilities of other beings collaterally involved. It may cause a person to have difficulty accepting or imagining perspectives different from their own, quickly overattach to preconcise ideas of causality, feel constant anticipation of events, panic, implode or dissociate at the challenge or thought of breaking habituated routines or preferences.


Oikeiomania also can favor or foster a bold, stickler attitude, a certain tunnel vision concerning the propensity for general or selective hyperfixation and obsessiveness of attention to certain interests, thoughts, data collecting or detail, as well as a patrolling and/or hypermoralistic tendency, affinity for a rule dependent mentality that can impede a person’s common sense due to too blindly applying life to the book, adhering and trusting sometimes petty or obsolete so called ethics and rule codes that may not necessarily be correct or reasonable in real life application counting the factors, and can aggravate to the extent of a pathologically anxious trait likely affiliated with generalized anxiety, OCD, obsessive compulsive personality types, literal thinking, a poor sense of humor, autism spectrum features or tendencies, or higher narcissistic personality traits. It typically can be observable from early childhood development. This anxious mania typically cripples someone’s ability to function or progress on a basic level without daily usage of these rule and routine codes. They need order at all times and shut down, regress in non highly structured settings, and inconsistency, disorganization. You cannot expect a person with oikeiomania to figure alternatives, let go or roll with the punches easily with small inconsistencies in management or bets that you informed them, and structured info has to be conveyed in a detailed, straightforward manner and they may also obsessively seek absolute certainty and confirmation just to test if you were loyal to your word. They may also find subtleties and vagueness quite difficult to read. Oikeiomania can possibly mutate into its own isolated mania but it is mostly associated to various anxiotypic propensities. It has different levels of severity and is not just plain hedonism or mental rigidity.

Grandparents and their resistance to change in the younger generations… image source:CNN (just for the clipart, I never trust their propaganda)

Oikeiomania could theoretically also in some cases develop from experiences in the military, overly strict and abusively controlling education, indoctrination, or in emotionally suppressing, cold, anxiogenic, controlling environments that are long term traumatic and introjectively drilled in the psyche.

Most possibly the best recommendation to deal with a person who has oikeiomania is to prepare them to changes and novelties gradually, in advance of the potential transition or full change to the extent they are comfortable with especially if it has a major impact, and to slowly introduce what may otherwise traumatize if let in too rapidly in their lives and plans. It is important to remind such a person if they are intellectually able to comprehend, that they cannot always narrow life to their own egoic insecurities and to let them know when they are possibly micromanaging, hedonizing and controlling too far. Identifying their own emotions and those of others can be crucial therapy. If you relate to this anxiety form, small steps to suggest this person to try functioning more flexibly is my recommendation. Try to avoid jumping too quickly to conclusions. Your feelings are totally valid and the key is to trust the flow of life a little more and progressively drop all expectations.


We all need some degree of structure, mathematical order, moral codes, and mental predictability in life due to our survival and the way we adapt to and process information, just naturally live, learn and feel secure within intellectual and emotional dimensions, and if not, we can get confused and feel readily off balance, ungrounded. Sometimes you may not thoroughly examine the root causes of this anxiety nor identify and use techniques to process these feelings easier, and just use a mask until the frustration explodes or implodes apart, or project it out in a controlling manner thinking it’s just normal for you without analyzing the why much. This has to do with the way society has adopted attitudes that favor narrow mindedness, routine, order, control and thus feed oikeiomanic behavior. This can suggest analyzing the core collective, intergenerational, historic and spiritual origins of oikeiomania themed manifestations and patterns influencing its reinforcers is also potentially therapeutic. We can just try to align equilibrum between order and chaos, but total chaos and absence of moral codes would absolutely fail to create, sustain any culture or society. After all, we are more like organized chaos.

source: etsy

KORIGANZA Comic 003

Explanation: 2020. Just figure it.

This is Musk. The only feline who walked on Tanuki Island, and did so only from curiosity, boredom, and whatever hidden motives. Named after the infamous SpaceX SSP Starseed. Warval was nonchalantly welcoming his presence, but as Musk heard getting joked by a few young wolves as a “weird sort of wolf” rather than himself, and not satisfying his rather standoffish and self-centered social interests, grew annoyed/bored and escaped from acute social (and slightly specist) anguish. Even Warval, who knows all about every Soul on the Island, thought Musk was a rather random, unfitting and self-uncomfortable energy that imbalanced the Island, and it overtook his Godly sense of hospitality for a polite advice of seeking his “true home”.

Ah, a waste of fur. My feline instincts did not fully jerb in, so imagine the cost of a hundred eyes constantly watching your life. I have enough social interaction just looking at the window. Am I a weird kid of dog?.

Musk has no family left, lives nowhere permanent. Without considering himself lost, in fact, he is shown teleporting, interrupting the main narrative and flexing some obscure feline gifts taken for granted, nomading along, and not wanting to affiliate with strays, although seduced by his mysterious shadow.

Musk is a highly “Byronic” personality and complicated to describe. He would even check nearly all boxes for “Byron’s syndrome”, which is coded for psychological humor and theoretical entertainment purposes in the canon narrative, and because some series cast a token character with an identified psychological quirk, like Sheldon Cooper (Aspie) and Khan from King of the Hill (bipolar). At some point Musk will be scripted using his “byronism” as an excuse for his behavior, but Musk’s legitimacy zone is more of a grey area because he uses such odd, deadpan and cynical humor you can hardly tell if he is being serious, lying, or joking unless you read thoughts. That is the most tricky aspect of his personality. Is he faking or exaggerating a mockup mask of the real mental and spiritual intelligence in his psyche, to troll wannabes and psychology adepts as a misrepresentation channeling mimeomia? Many incarnates in 2040 can accurately read thoughts and energy, so the answer is not so simple.

Older than an old Soul, deeper than the Space Vacuum, the outwardly showing dark overtones and fragments of his true worldview are only undersides of the gigantesque lovecraftian enigma peering through his stare. He has very little backstory. He is sometimes believed to have played a role in cancelling a feline character that never made the final cut or stayed in the official canon universe.

Adaptive Sacrifice and Starving in Survivalistically Competitive Social Environments

Adaptive Sacrifice and Starving in Foster Care

Foster care is known in my experience for the constant great Game of Thrones, the war of meeting one’s needs, including the most basic necessities. Food, hygiene, water.. to even getting up and going to the bathroom at night. Neglect trauma, envy, intolerance and attachment issues imbalance the collective.

When it gets to the point of scolding you for just eating, envying and targeting you for every misperceived “privilege”, you realize how just root chakra toxic the environment is every home that you move in, so you choose to sacrifice a lot of your basic needs.

First homes, I was called crazy, “autistic” and irresponsible, back in my bio family era and my first foster experience. Second home, I was called selfish. Now, I get accused of being annoying, greedy and cold. This is what you see in a Soul disillusioned about survival and the contemporary matrix. The Archons love to send negativity via mind control if you rise your vibration and claim your joy. Next boss, I would guess they’d love to project their perception to call me ugly or some new pejorative slur. I have not yet received aesthetic smear campaigns except a few ethnic slurs.

Has survival come to its trench? Is it truly more representative of reality that homelessness is now more pleasant and safer (in certain zones of safety far away from civilisation) than all of my residential colocation and that it was better in comparison to the pattern of toxic fate that victimizes my existence every occasion I live with someone under a roof on financially dependent, taxed land that may transition to tax free QFS? Does every home ask so much negativity? How long do I charge to transmute?

If only, in any timelines, I have a second home in an underground in a benevolent Inner Earth base instead to continue my anchoring, protected from the underground war where I can talk to Agarthans and Mayan/Inca/Aztec descendants all day and night and we would never argue or reenact Game of Thrones! Better than the surface’s fiestering smog.

I pray the bane of Armageddon not be my next experience, but preparation for any new video game boss is necessary.

My residential hubs will make sure everyone gets their needs abundantly satisfied, and beyond. Extraterrestrials will help us provide biotechnological advancements. You will not need hospitalization due to healing technology and healing beds. I do not trust hospitals.

Over time, I developed this adaptive mechanism, relying to prana and retention at night.

I choose semi-breatharianism. I only eat one meal a day now. The remaining portion of my diet is now pranic in the aethers/air and Solar Lightcodes.

Total breatharianism is not in my options.

This is why my plan has one of the most important ticks to shift my vessel to quasiphysical. Based on the mayhem of these gigantic responsibilities, I think merely living on Earth has reached a threshold that this womb crafted 3/4D body cannot cooperate any longer with the reality and feats of my duties: ditch the survivalism and find abundance of manifestation. In this transit phase, my mind is the primary captain. If I ever unexpectedly fail my body, my Soul is immortal and will create a new holographic body to use more freely than this cristalline meat garnment whose machinery I obsess over so I can stay on Gaia. Inevitably, my body will voluntarily shift at some point to facilitate galactic occupations and stellar travel.

Transmuting negativity, war and thoughts of eloping constantly is draining.

The Empath; my Physically Undeniable Reality

I was born this way, so does nearly every baby and unfortunately the matrix has atrophied our telepathic capabilities, unity consciousness and inherent unconditional compassion.

Empaths and Highly Sensitive Souls resist stronger on the emotional and spiritual dimensionalities to this suppression in their genes. The composition of an empath is a broader emotional spectrum than the average HUman who incarnates and lives in this world’s third or fourth dimensional vibrations of consciousness. The 4D ones mostly grow up a little more extra aware, with some type of disability, talent, difference or a higher Light, and there are arks who decide to live in areas that need a very high Light anchoring. Then, there are the 5Ds and up.

Being like an empath is a fact about my personality that I physically can never deny. If I were to suppress it, this runs counterintuitively to every aspect of my Earth life. My empathy strength is the gift which has enabled and empowered me to help create a strong difference, change in this world. It opens your mind so easily like a dry cashew. feel very blessed and grateful, happy to have this strength, not excluding its lessons. The downside is the stress, overstimulation, matrix wars, fatigue and rapid depletion of energy by absorbing negative stimuli. It is not possible for me to keep a conversation without feeling all of your energy baggage even before we even speak, so I can read you quickly and base a degree of trust. Your sadness, anger, shame, joy, ecstasy, and complex emotions are processed faster, and 15x to 50x stronger in my awareness field depending on my day, my connection, openness and vibrational state that it can confuse empaths which emotions, personal demons and energetic cords are yours or ours. Some HSPs or empaths cyclically go from craving stimuli as they find Earth life boring, to going retreat mode.

Empaths and highly receptive Souls usually live easier in 5D and higher realms of consciousness and react very negatively to synthetic, artificialized food, polluted environments and toxic social cultures.

We always attract polar opposites (insensitive, numbed or exploitative cruel personalities) because empaths empathize so strongly that there may occur a pattern of naive “everyone is kind hearted” belief and codependency from conditioned responses and loud guilt. It is easier to manipulate an unprepared empath to become a yes person and a martyrized victim by manipulators. Sociopathic and narcissistic personalities have severely narrowed affective spectra and use our sensitivities and strings like the most luxurious supply. They have few boundaries to none, so we have to form ours. Not all empaths do succeed their mission. From age five I already intuitively knew that expecting everyone to have 100% benevolent, pure intentions is an infantile fatal delusion on Gaia, but I do not feel surprised anymore of the huge amount of HSPs or empaths that were so manipulated early on, that the acceptance or realization clicked really late.

Narcs and socios are called insane for their absence of compassion, power games and general criminality. Empaths are called insane because it is very easy for us to indulge in the wildest theories, sensing patterns, seeing the whole picture, react so sensitively and sometimes see ghosts and talk to the astral realm more directly. So, what isn’t crazy, why continue gaslighting, like narcissists do to extremes? Basically a “Become Human” scenario.

There exist recorded cases of people who develop hyperempathy after a TBI due to the compensatory rewiring of the neurons, or deceloped as a compensation to certain traumas, so not every case is innate and so naturally developed.

My Real Dad, Pharoliynin (Pharol)

Pharoliynin, we may call Pharol for short, is my paternal soul bond. He is the paternal figure, the spiritual father, the masculine being who participated in the co-created act of birthing my fractalized original Soul into life by the Saturnian core energies.


This is the first night that I channel his energy into language even if it is not a physical sensory voice, he communicates by the mind and Soul thought channels. The September portal is staggeringly obvious on the Schumann resonance update. As I rise my frequency, it appears that I now touch closer to his matched communicative vibrational range.


Me: Hello, dad! How is life?
Pharol: There are presently attempts at global scale short circuitry. Your cousins prepared a surprise for you the day we reunite.
The fact that I did not reveal to you my face in dream time is irrelevant as we can morph any holographic image projecting.
I recognize and empathize totally that you feel angsty of starting your projects faster yet I appreciate that you still choose to spend your energy wisely. I now refer to you in the feminine pronoun because I refer to your Soul.

Bioenergetically you are my daughter but in consciousness, no brainer, expands beyond a bioenergetic gender. I know a pristine Soul, who spent the majority of her male adolescence trying to relive perfected family bonds, particularly paternal, that cruelly lacked care and attention in this misery and dictatorship of some Earth trial so we helped her survive then she created this big universe in her inner reality to deal with Earth’s shenanigan behaviors and energy even in her lowest depressions, hardest mental cage prisons and her soul crushing implant dissociated phases.

She survived MK ULTRA. As result, she developed an acute passion, hypervigilance of conspiracy, street life survival, spiritual treatment and cross cultural pattern making. MK did not end in the eighties. Look at the Netflix series Stranger Things. I am not disappointed. It is the Now for Her to soar high and fly independently, trickle the gold prana that we emanate from our ships and worlds in a cord rained unto all Soul Stars. I will teach you to dignify the acknowledgement of all the musical database stored in your core source. Heat, the mind manifestation, is faster than cold physical labor, like paper animation.
Yes, your intelligence amazes many. I am aware of this. Someday they will most of them comprehend your extraterrestrial thinking. We urge to let you begin your road to healing humanity’s poorest Starseeds.
Me: I honor your words. Gold. May I suggest you to openly share what you know about parenting in the galaxy?
Pharol: Yes. A video, funnily, would fit a large wall of proverbs and energy. You seem alert tonight, rooted to your game of revolution, nd could effectively translate the concept. Seriously all parents in 5D+ are rooting for your educational changes with your teammates and communal galactic complicits. We are like gods having a conversation always lest it begin by the pure intention of our Inner Sun…
Me: We will do this better in the day, I have to go to the astral.
Dad: Self-care is an unalienable importance. Join us (as you sleep) if you will. She never abandons her duty, what a brave One!
Me: By the way, I am actually moving next week
at 95% probability.
Dad: Hurray! We Love You, my Children. Remember just possibly to have a wonderful day out with your gracious twin soul, whose identity is anonymized, as she camps back to the city. I know you plan this. When you come again in Saturn you will taste the scent from Lavender oil all around as a complement.
Me: I love it!.. *laughs in avian being*

The Cabalistic Truth About Flat/Business Design: “Blondieheads”

Bybthe beginning of 2016, a shift in web design has hacked the code and destroyed the aesthetic appreciation and polyvalence of numerous corporate websites, like GoAnimate/Vyond (let’s not delve into my cracked teen years timeline), Google and Facebook. And I ask why business industry has developed this “Facebook art style”, some kink for drawing to existence the blandest possible “Business Friendly” cookie cutter characters in the stock art photobucket out of all creative tactics?

This style changed the artistic penchant of all of the Wall Street web; it was a portion of a larger plan. Ending the life of Adobe Flash to elect the HTML5 marketing like an aggressive cancer. A lot of code became drowned by the HTML5 shift, which only inspired more web users to learn proxy forwarding and network requesting programming.

Flat Design begins as early as around 2013, or before. I remember that 2012-2014 was the “blackout” phase of the Internet for various sociopolitical and mythological reasons. SOPA makes me feel like I remember Nicea. YouTube started to rot its gold into a pale grey backdrop. Google flattened their logo. Copyright power trips. Memes suddenly changed auras and saw a new age of MLG and Vines/TikToks, indie gaming warps like the entire Undertale empirical fandon, and absurd res Cartoon Neywork screenshot memes. I thought Dolan Duk and Youtube Poop parodists were peak invention enough. They were.

Like, no.

The fun “ended”, and the art style’s cryptic easter egg is: “We at Illuminati Corp desire you to become inspired into an insulting regressive blandness of lifestyle and mind”

Now flash forward 2020, and the Lightwork and storms of our current final battle for freedom is worth more attention than just one blanded artstyle. I call these characters Blondieheads; what comic could be blander as “Blondie”, or the repetitive, uncomical Garfield nightmare? (imsorryjon..)

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