Houdini’s Final Boss

Soon will be 365 days since my permanent emancipation from the family.
2/29/2020-3/1/2021
A leap day, in which I literally leaped. Or began my biggest leap forward in this life yet.
A higher power was on my side that day because I asked for something to happen and I would not be claimed responsible of “causing trouble”, so my mom was chosen to be the actor this time beyond her awareness. I got enough of getting in and out repetitively.
When you’re imprisoned you want to think 10 steps ahead for your dearest price.
My ultimate goal was, alike all of you, freedom and peace, and the biggest limit was legal age.. or was it?
And also, a sense of spreaded justice, clarity and compensation.
I wowed and scapegoated some, I “let some alone to hungry lions”, and silent treatments out of my mouth; fabricated excuses and accusations beyond their sight.
To be honest, I sense they partly “saw” through my act.
But they could not always admit or trust their instincts.
having “dealt” with so many youth cases, angry or submissive parents, and complex government affairs, they learned to memorize expected weak spots and cyclical patterns, and could also see 5 steps ahead to manipulate families apart.
I felt like crumbs dropped here and there, then the lions came for them while I sneaked out.
One word comes to my mind, desperacy.
As soon as this ex-DPJ convict became free of the controller’s confines;
I was free, in terms that I could express my Truth freely
There was nothing, almost, to hide any longer
Will they ever realize how much I covertly plotted behind their backs, and how many conspirations were narrowly caught in the act??
Like that day I secretly exercised my two speedy feet in the snow a street away to Services Canada to get a passport application document when I was by the system forbidden to, because the pandemic restrictions began. In case I would prefer leaving the country once I got out.
The problem is, I did not want to lie or trick for survival.
No one could fathom what I confronted and burned bridges for truly, yet I was rambling about it, my healing centers, all the time, leaving out my exact plan to get there so I could appear unsuspected.
I tried hard to remain the least challenging, sweetest teenager in the group, and this only became more challenging every time I went back there. But at the beginning, the “motive” wasn’t there. It wasn’t part of my life plans yet. Only by 2019.
It turned into a coverup to hide the fact that I was running as fast as I could, leaping to eventually land with my soul tribe and go to Ontario for the centers, and it would happen this year.
Next time someone lies to you, is there apprehension in their eyes?
Maybe they feel forced, hands tied with an eye monitoring their moves like they analyze yours and everyone else’s, and the system’s.
I have always quoted that the prisoners are the best investigators – better than the FBI, which is just another criminal hand of the elitists.. and this was very true where I went.
They interrogated pesteringly staff members and each other for any reason at all, down to complete trivialities. Total paranoia and envy, or just an act to get out faster.
Like how I accused the program I was in to neglect my vegan diet at one point, using my mother’s fear to pull me out. It backfired again a rapid while after I succeeded, diet control became too much, I predicted dark events, and the family kept crumbling apart.
“Stop interfering with my every plan!”, I thought.
God saw what was really in my soul and heart and what I really tricked everyone for; perhaps the most considerate, compassionate “secret agenda” where I would help save hundreds of youth and people all over the system cartel. Not drugs. Not moving to Cali and becoming a multimillionaire dealer. No. The total opposite.
In what right to we “have to” lie to just remain alive and unharmed on this Planet?
It is contributing to a miserable existence.
Someone who lies frequently simply by pretense that they enjoy lying, find such an individual and show them to me if they exist. Rhetorically.
Our desperate encaged childhoods and beyond, our youth, was stolen by this, and may have led us to believe we just lie because we’re every name in the book of crime, for the sake of being brats, and “just because”.
Even Earth angels have to sometimes fall to help their cause.
I don’t infiltrate from below and the protesters or the layman court system anymore. Once was enough. I have fought so much with just help from above and God, I wouldn’t waste my time in court much more, at least earth court, because I have just zero trust and view it as fictional law theater.
I infiltrate mostly from above. First, mind is key. Nowadays I wish or think of something and it just appears. And/or the means to get there appear too.
Instead of seeking friends and mates and ending up with every unsatisfying one ever, I asked the Universe, or my soul, whatsoever, to bring the right ones to my space. It worked. You can work on higher levels of reality and it works way faster than using the old, laggy linear physical route purely. But you still have to live with one foot in each layer. Your life will show you completely unexpected doors. There are people who work from the bottom door, banging on the lawyers’ doors. That is fine. Your voice needs to be heard. You seek justice and that someone confirms what you’ve endured is abusive and outright blatant exploitation of human rights. There’s always a question of empowerment here and no way is more valid than another.
I just picked a shortcut, a sort of bypass because of discouragement that I can ever make it work, from bottom up, ever, and time is running out so fast before we end up decimated.
But if there were no lawsuits, what would the people who work from the bottom up and not top down, hope for? There would be no hope for them to see. There has to be an advocate for every layer of humanity’s access.
But there’s one big boss controlling all parties, just maybe. Maybe not. I don’t know for certain yet.
If I did that to find my soul tribe and go to Ontario to build treatment centers, and just to rescue children,
I would gamble with my life to save a child from murder right in front of me. I would let a train run over me instead of the 10 other tied up ones on the other railway. But also, I have spiritual protection so I prefer to pick timelines where it doesn’t happen. I have a choice not to make it risk happening, because I work top down approach with reality. I do not fear negative timelines but wish for better ones. I want Earth to see brighter, golden days and seal this dark era shut with all the suffering it generated. We can learn from it and protect, teach future generations without lying to stay alive. I already have been so threatened and targeted every day of my life for my ambitions.
Soul never lies. It cannot. It will not. It guides you forward. And consciousness cannot die. Nothing is created or destroyed, only changed and transformable. And so even in such a timeline, I would stay close to my people from above, where I have a bit more ease to change reality than here.
I don’t compare myself, I’m teasing when I call myself an angel.. lol