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Psychic Sterling Sinclair Violently Awakened by Dreams of Global Corruption, Organ Harvesting and Alien World Domination O2/16/2020


I woke from layered dreams of corruption revelations. I was disturbed by the dreams. This is my post-dreams reflection.

From the Trump Impeachment proceedings to the Ford Secret Dossier and from Biden Ukraine to China’s “Coronavirus” outbreak – to mention just a few, I keep receiving visions and dreams of corruption. The grand illusionist repeatedly waving his wand of misdirection upon the stage of global corruption.

By making excessive noise around Trump, other parties capitalize on corruption and hide their dirty doing fingers. Many a time, visions showed Trump looking into a vision device – a crystal ball of sorts – and seeing what was going on behind the curtain of global deception. In a world of back door hush money ego pumping leadership and evil corporate control of global society, billions of people have become herds of cattle marching into a slaughter house severing their speech, minds, and individualism. Many visions show the death of democracy.

You will recall how I drew from visions of the epicentre of WW3 being somewhere near Syria & Iraq. There were post concerning the downing of Ukraine flights and missing planes and scientists, secret hydrogen bomb building and so much more.

In the last 10 years, we have watched many a conspiracy theory be revealed – like NWO, the Dominance of Globalism and the fall of the West orchestrated by UN bodies, and even UFO’s and buried civilizations. I remember when just mentioning NWO meant that you were crazy. Even posting about human trafficking and secret child sex slave “cults” of the rich and powerful were attacked and considered fanciful.

We have watched, considered, and read about the cloning of leaders, secret organ harvesting and zombie viruses. What is true and untrue became things dictated to us by mainstream media headlines. If the (social) media keeps hammering home an idea, in our world today, the minds of societies are controlled and directed.

Hate, the fall of democracy, and complacency has ushered in a new “Liberal” movement targeting the West.

All these things, including HARRP and CERN, have become revealed to a small number of awakened individuals and blanketed from misdirected masses have driven our world to a brink of self-destruction.

Is a culling happening? Is a mass organ harvesting really going on? How many people are really dying from this “virus” and how many people are being cremated after healthy organs are harvested? Does anyone even care?

There is an old saying, to spot corruption and hidden motivations – follow the money. But now we must consider power and motivations as well. Laws are being passed right beneath our noses. Canada’s euthanasia bill(s) is an example of paving the way toward voluntary or manipulated organ harvesting because it will extend to all people in Canada – not just the terminally ill. This opens doors for voluntary organ harvesting, post-birth termination, “scientific” human trials, and the termination of life due to ideological and religious beliefs / agreements.

Corruption is all around us. It is no longer hidden from the masses. Conspiracy theorists are no longer the only ones seeing the hidden manipulation by global powers.

But, this is a big BUT, corruption continues to thrive at the expense of everyday people. We are living and dying in an evil nightmare whereby we are collectively dropping our gaze from truth and saying, “So what?! There is nothing we can do.” It is that view of accepting one’s alleged fate that results in a purge. My visions have illustrated this progression as becoming mind controlled, dormant, zombie societies of a dictatorial global control mechanism.

5G, the control over countries’ information, face recognition software, and AI advancements have been revealed as massive steps toward global control. Will Western societies forfeit freedom for faster wifi? It seems, “Yes it Is!”

Why is this happening? Like what is the means to the end?

You may recall my posts regarding visions of multiple gods being revealed as extraterrestrial and inter-terrestrial beings first planting the seeds on and below the surface of the earth. The visions warned of a battle to dominate the planet and harvest humans (body parts, mostly). I know that sounds far fetched and coincidental peaks on/near mount Everest were shown to be home to these early beings/powers, but are we experiencing this battle between the “gods” with this “virus?”

I know that it is the middle of the night as I type this. I violently awoke from dreams layered with the above things. The above Auracature was from 2013. It illustrates diversion leading us away from the truth, just as noise, fear, hate, headlines and 2 sentence social media posts steer our minds and behaviours.

I hope that I can return to sleep well through the night.

Oh, one last thing. If silencing, censoring and controlling (social)media is at play, open your eyes wide and look behind that headline/story. If we are to LOVE Trudeau and Obama to such a state of near deification then instructed to hate Trump and his family, we must ask: “WHY?”

It is the “why” (the not following the carrots dangling in our faces) that will reveal corruptions and who stands to profit by them.

Look away from the carrot, corruption wears a prom dress.

Love,

S

(Sorry – it needs some editing – but I was sleepy).


Psychic Sterling Sinclair Auracature and Poem, I Choose to Have a Good Day: When I wake up bothered by a possible past. November 26, 2014


Psychic Sterling Sinclair

Auracature and Poem,

I Choose to Have a Good Day:  

When I wake up bothered by a possible past.  

November 26, 2014

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I Choose to Have a Good Day

 

I woke up this morning with life considerations competing with possible youth outcomes.

Confusion did not contaminate my visions of the past.

Memories void of my recognition streamed past my eyes.

Do you ever wonder if life happened the way that you thought it happened?

It can be far easier to place guilt upon a ghost than upon a man.

If I cannot see what has been stripped from my sight, is it best not to look?

If you seek then you shall find.

So, why seek the things you hope not to find?

In our world and in this life we face down horrors and celebrate joys.

None can escape the truth of life dancing upon a knife’s edge.

If I were to see the terrible abyss, would joy fade from my sight?

Would I ever recover or simply stay lost?

Bad things will happen and good things will happen too.

To hide from the truth shall poison the ground upon which I choose to tread.

But to purposely search out the pain that is hidden deep down inside

Digs a bottomless well into which I could drown.

I look in the mirror.

I brush my teeth.

I go down the stairs.

I sing to the radio.

I look outside.

I see the fallen leaves glistening with dew.

I watch cotton ball clouds drift way up high.

A cool breeze turns my head.

My face is bathes by the warm, rising sun.

No matter my past.

No matter what may have been.

No matter what happened.

No matter all of that.

The world kept on living.

Today the future was once again born.

Whether I greet the good or meet the bad on this day, tomorrow will still be born.

Concerns for what was flee from the stage, well curtained in my mind.

Is it okay to let go?

Is it okay if it never was?

Does really matter?

Is it worth my time?

I look to the sky.

I reach to the heavens.

My day begins again.

Just because my waking moments processed mysteries of yesterday,

I did not have to be possessed by the fascination of pain.

The impossible quest for a dark curse of truth does not need to be my path.

I, in my conscious awareness, choose to step onto the green pastures of this day and jubilantly dance into the future.

The tricks of dreams.

The lures of demons.

The fragility of sleep.

They shall not guide this day.

I jump in the shower.

I stand dripping nude at the window.

I close my eyes.

I see buttercups, reflecting pools and pixie sticks.

I smell the scents of roses, sweet brandied pipe smoke, and thawing Christmas tree needles.

I hear my aunt sing, my puppy bark and my babies saying “Dadda.”

My life is once again awakened.

My life’s joy powerfully washes away my early moments of pontification.

When I was half asleep, my thoughts were hurtful and confused.

When fully awake I chose to restore joy in my life.

With the recollection of special, happy times, I choose to open my eyes one more time.

This time, my day begins with a smile.

I choose to have a good day.

by Sterling Sinclair 11/26/14