Recently, my spirit has been in full revolt against the system we’re caught in. I’m awake, I’m aware, and I’m building the exit — even if I’m not fully out yet.

But I’ve completely lost the ability to play along.

Recently, as my son turned 4, I’ve felt time slipping away like never before. I feel the weight of what’s being stolen from us — our time, our energy, precious moments with our loved ones — all to prop up a cult of satanic paedophiles who see us as little more than livestock.

I have known this for a long time, but I ignored it because I wished it were not true.

I know that if I don’t do everything I can to free myself and future generations, it would feel like I sold my own child into slavery.

So that’s where I’m at. I’m pissed off. And I’m not playing anymore.