Currently closest to Earth on its way to Jupiter. Let this message reverberate through our cosmo. Ashay.

Do not come, this Earth is not worthy. I am not the rule, I am the exception.

When you can, take me back.

They all give themselves away for crumbs, neglecting the blessings they get given. Give their minds, souls, emotions and bodies to entities and systems made to siphon them, continuosly, adamantly, addictively.

This humanity was an experiment and we failed hugely, only an Armageddon can save this planet from going completely astray. Save the animals if you can, but if they are part of the package, take them too, they have not communicated with us enough, nor did their part.

This is no place for Harmony, no place for Unconditional Love, no place for Understanding. No place for Life.

They love their hell and leave them to it. Speak to their subconscious and make sure no one gets close to me, that is not willing to commit. They get close enough to get info, leading me on and me like a fool believed them.. no more.

They take what’s mine, my energy and go give it away elsewhere thinking it’d stick or sprout the same gardens. Fools.

We didn’t win what we thought we would, exactly for that. They are ingrained thieves. Cosmic Adultery. You share you kill and the killed our baby. I’m sorry for trusting them. All of them.

It’s like giving a flower to a fly. It’ll only leave shit on it.

Some think I’m offended by them choosing others, not realising I know who I am. There’s no finding me in others, there’s no replacement, I was always made and meant to be different. I tried giving them the opportunity to learn, and they walked over it. I pity them.

Too afraid to step up and too stupid to invest in dead ends. Just like we’ve been investing in the dead end this Earth is. There’s no exception I have found worthy to land our plan. Let it all burn as closer you get to Jupiter.

They’re leeches, sucking others dry, leaking their own foundations, so they exist in leeching off of others. Succubus. They don’t listen to each other, they don’t give each other what they need/want/ask for, only echoes of it, playing parts. They tell each other they’re high value, yet don’t live in cosmic value. They hide behind human successes. Camouflage at best. Don’t mistake their smiles for happiness. They lie good here.

They smile to conceal. They drink to forget, they fornicate without purpose, they eat for fuel, they believe their finite. They don’t know how to handle someone who doesn’t yearn for validation. They, are no place for us. Do not incarnate.

They ask for love, yet not know how to stand up for themselves, meaning they don’t know how to stand up for the love they ask for. They settle. They create confinements only to feel successful. They live narratives of “not being worthy” and play in that frequency. Meaning, every time they get too close to being worthy, they do something or create the circumstances that makes them not that.

They are hopeless and I have lost hope in all of them. From every Micro I’ve encountered to every Macro I have tested.

They crocodile tear like pros now. The tear of their own souls speaking to them, yet they never listen. We cannot do anything here, as even trying would be a waste, as they only know how to waste energy. Nothing sticks here.

They are obsessed with suffering.

They only care for themselves, they only turn to each other when shit hits the fan, they only support each other when there’s a convenience, that makes them feel needed. We are not needed here, let’s not waste our time. As our time is someone else’s blessing.

They show off to each other, they talk behind their backs, no courage, which is really alignment, to truth. Please, take me with you, my time here is done.

I write here as it’s their modern magic tools. The frequency will travel through the satellites in space, the easiest way to communicate with you, as I have.

Every information you’ve passed me has been delivered, yet ignored.

They say they love things, but do everything in their power to hinder on those same loved ones. This is not love, this is long-term suicide and murder in the same breath.

They don’t deserve to see more reasons as to why they are failing, and my existence depends on sharing truths and putting light on things. I don’t have to speak and their souls feel it. They are addicted to chaos, drama, tears, pain, loath and being called out. I cannot do this no more if it’s not in growth. It’s their drug. As it validates their feeling of a failure. I have failed us by choosing the wrong Earth, I’m sorry.

This is spiritual warfare, and the longer I go the longer I give them what they yearn for, yet aren’t willing to work for. I get drained and they get their kick. This is nonesense. Sure I can always refuel my self, but I won’t spend a life refuelling myself to continuosly give to those who aren’t willing and nothing sticks.

They’re spiritually absent, mentally ignorant, emotionally avoidant and physically slow. They are copying and getting inspiration from the illusion of our existence, not utilising the illusion for our sustainability and longevity.

They are delusional. They do not know loyalty, commitment, consideration.

They only know what we showed them back. Defamation, hate, scarcity, neglect, disappointment, degradation, abuse, toxicities of all kinds.

3 Eyes At Last. In Sight, In Expression, whole.

We’ve done what was needed, we can fall asleep and leave this body here fro them to waste however they might.

The End.