Trump’s Fever Dream – Chapter 9 – The Greene Jewish Space Laser New Deal

When we last left our alternate timeline Donald J. Trump and his alternate enablers in Chapter 8, Trumptopia’s orange presidential bad boy was busy selling his BIG LIE that he was cheated out of his rightful second term.

In this dark alternate reality, a series of cautionary political tales I plan to gather into a book, working title Trump’s Fever Dream, the Trump fostered insurrection on the capitol succeeded in overthrowing the rightful government.

There’s just one problem in Trump’s rebranding of the USA he’s dubbed Trumptopia: A Civil War from the left looms. One for which Trump has been unable to access the treasury to prepare for battle.

CHAPTER 9 – THE GREENE JEWISH SPACE LASER NEW DEAL

Trump nervously paces the oval office, wolfing into a Big Mac.

Bannon, Jared and Ivanka wait patiently on the couches as Trump washes the burger down with a noisy gulp of diet Coke. Bannon opens his mouth to speak but Trump holds up his hand and belches. Bannon waits for an “excuse me” that never comes and pushes on, “Mr. President — “

“Mr. President. Wow, love still hearing that. What you were about to say, Steve?” says Trump absentmindedly.

“Um, Mr. President, our brave patriot Trumptopia troops have lost control of three state capitols this week; Maine, Georgia and Arizona. All to bastards loyal the Former United States. As a result we are running low on the basics, ammo, shelter and food,” says the ever more scrubby looking Bannon.

“Damn Putin to hell! The lying louse was supposed to back me up with shock troops, air cover and tactical nukes!” shouts Trump.

“Putin has his own troubles fighting off the Navalny revolution, Daddy,” says Ivanka.

“Swell. I’ll nuke the blue states on my own. What are the polls showing?” says Trump as he mindlessly fidgets with the aluminum pop top tab on his diet Coke.

Bannon fans through his notes and offfers, “Only 33% of our base favors the domestic nuclear option.”

“Get those assholes on Fox cracking! I need 60% approval before I can nuke California! The smug bastard Newsom is going to pay for his wanton slaying of 11,780 brave Trumptopians who perished storming Sacramento!”

“Uh, sir, that’s actually the total you needed to win Georgia. We lost more like 10,000,” says Bannon.

Everyone shouts in unison, “Never forget Sacramento!”

“Jared, you’re the money man. Congress is still a war zone. How do I raise some quick cash to fight these stubborn bastards that old coot Joe Biden and the half-breed Harris are leading to overthrow me?” says Trump pounding his pudgy fist into his meaty palm for emphasis.

“Space Force,” says Jared brightly.

“Space Force?” says a puzzled Trump. “Nah. It’ll be months until the nuclear space platform is at the ready to nuke anything.”

Jared clicks the intercom and softly says, “Send in the new Speaker of the House.”

The paneled door opens and Representative Marjorie Taylor Greene, the new speaker, enters. She is dressed in the new Trumptopia military uniform. Her ill-fitting uniform bears an uncanny, though not unexpected, resemblance to the Nazi SS uniform of World War ll. Greene wields an AK-47 recklessly.

“That thing loaded?” asks Trump, trying to sounds brave.

“Of course, sir. DC is still crawling with libtards!” says Greene incredulously.

“Put your damn weapon down!” demands Trump.

“Nope. Here, I’ll just put on the lil’ old safety on my AK, Mr. President,” gushes Greene.

“I said put the god damn weapon DOWN!”

“All due respect. That’s no way to speak to your new Speaker of the House.”

Trump grabs the AK-47 and wrestles with Greene. The AK-47 erupts. Rapid fire cuts off the head of a Trump security guard. Greene finally relents to Trump. Guards cart the headless corpse off as the rattled group climb out of hiding places.

Trump sighs and gingerly stands the smoking gun against the resolute desk and says, “OK, OK, what’s this big idea you had for raising money, Greene? It better be fucking good and it better have nothing the fuck to do with asking for more dough from the My Pillow Guy. We busted that brave patriot. Poor Mikey is homeless.”

“Simple. Let’s have a crowd funder to bring down the Jewish space laser!” says Green brightly.

“But there is no such thing as a Jewish space — Oh, I get it! A new Big Lie!” says Trump, annoyed he did not think of this himself from his expression.

“May I take it from here, Majorie?” asks Jared. Greene’s happily nods. “Mr. President, this is how we reach 60% approval for the domestic nuclear option. Take a look at this iPad.”

Trump yanks the iPad from Jared. Trump’s bloodshot eyes go wide as he reads.

FUNDING GOAL $5 BILLION!

“Renewed weapons grade brainwashing with this kind of budget! I predict your new Destroy the Jewish Space Laser! crowd funder will be the most successful campaign in history, Mr. President!” beams Jared.

“But $5 billion? Aren’t we aiming a little high even for my stupid as hell fan base?” says Trump.

Ivanka pipes up, “No amount of money is too big, Daddy. Fighting the Jewish Space Laser is brave and patriotic. So in character with your mandate as our Christian war chief. What’s a measly $5 billion? You’ll raise 10 billion! You are the chosen one after all.”

“Thanks for seeing my glory, baby!” says Trump grabbing his daughter to him for a hug so amorous that it makes Jared jealous. “Greene, you have my word that I will promote you to 5 star general if your campaign to Destroy the Jewish Space Laser succeeds!”

“But I already have 5 stars, sir.” pouts Greene.

“Six stars then!” boasts Trump.

Mark Meadows pokes his head in the oval office and says,”Sir, it’s time for your fitting for your military outfit. Shall I tell the tailor you’re busy?”

“No, show my tailor in. Oops, watch the pool of blood on the rug there, Mark. Everybody else out. You have a Jewish Space Laser to defeat!”

Greene smiles and says coyly, “Now you’re talking, like my fearsome leader!”

Jared pipes up, “Fearless leader.”

“Nope. Fearsome, as in awesome.” chides Greene.

“Fearless. Fearsome means timid. Google it, you ignorant bitch!” shouts Jared.

Greene dives for her AK-47 and spins on Jared. “I knew the Jew in you was a traitor. Let me shoot him Mr. President!

“No, Margy. Jared’s family. One of the good Jews. Put down the rifle.”

Greene sags and whispers in Trump’s ear, “Never trust a Jew.”

Trump whispers back in Greene’s ear, “Never question my judgement again or you’ll be facing a firing squad.”

As Greene exits she passes Trump’s Jewish tailor who gives her the hairy eyeball.

“What are you looking at, tailor?” grouse Greene intentionally bumping into the old tailor.

“Nothing. Nothing at all.” says the tailor bowing dismissively to the enraged Greene.

THE END

Trumptopia’s Fearsome Leader – Artist Unknown

All of the Trump Fever Dream stories are of course purely fictional and not meant to portray the individuals in any real way. It’s been created simply for your reading pleasure and maybe to help you realize just how lucky we might be that Trump has been pushed aside like the old fart he truly is by the voters of this great land; supported the politicians, judges, pundits brave enough to stand up to the Trump incited, or at the very least inspired, January 6th insurrection.

Stay true to yourself and those you love. – Ken Sheetz

There But For the Grace of Elizabeth Go I, Q

Now that America did not self-destruct after all on January 20th, despite the predictions of Q, it’s time take a deep breath. Phew! Time for me to thank my wife for her amazing help in keeping me from falling down the Q rabbit hole. A hole many of the best people in the New Age and yoga community fell into.

All to the shock and horror of our left leaning community that so many of us could be so hung up — on wearing masks and taking a sensible vaccines — that so many vegans would end up passionately supporting a dim witted Neo-Nazi “hamburder” led insurrection against democracy!

You see, my beloved Elizabeth England, and fellow DreamShield blogger, is a pro-calling mind control BS, based on great intuition and 17 years military experience. Some of Elizabeth’s long and excellent service to America was performed in Special Ops, working in psychological operations. AKA PSYOPS.

To learn more about the weapons grade PSYOP that was launched on the Brits to ram through Brexit and then launched 4 years of Trump hell in America see THE GREAT HACK on Netflix. And, yeah, that film is one of the big reasons the Q brain washers, who may be Russian, is one of the reasons, besides their liking Obama, that, like any controlling cult, Q has told their believers not to watch NETFLIX.

Elizabeth England with Our Magical Mutt Lincoln


As my loving partner in all things, Elizabeth has and continues to tirelessly blow the whistle on Q for me and those smart enough to listen to her here, Twitter and in person since day one when Q emerged to spread lies and hatred in 2017.


Elizabeth believes that Q, even in tatters for now, remains the most dangerous and powerful mind control tool ever inflicted on the American people. Letting go of Q, and all it stands for, is the first step on the road back to peace of mind.

You might think mind control can’t get me. AND YOU WOULD BE WRONG. This battle for the hearts and minds of America is not over by a long shot. Stay sharp. Many in the New Age community are profoundly infected by hateful conspiracies. So be careful with what you open from well meaning but totally messed up friends and family.

Get ready. Many will not give up Q and conspiracy theories even in the face of the wicked smoking crater the Trump years represent. A persistent desire to live in the bliss of brainwasher’s Big Lie all too well embodied in this sad yet hilarious photo today of the only NY guy who showed up today for Trump’s civil war on inauguration day.

Just remember, with all the love you can muster, that if your confused friend and/or loved one’s are under the very real mind control of Q and the Big Lie, the proven methodology of right-wing extremists, and gently tell them the truth.

  1. Trump was not cheated.
  2. There was NO voter fraud.
  3. Biden is a legit president and is not a baby eating demon.
  4. Let’s get on with building back better.
  5. Use your IQ to free yourself of Q.
  6. Get them to watch more media than just the brainwashing echo chambers.
  7. Go easy on them on yourself in progress they make. It won’t be easy.

I now return you to your celebrating, or, being still lost to Trumpism and Q, mourning, the inauguration of Joe and Kamala, the rightful and righteous new President and Vice President.

Trump Impeachment Hearings Canceled?! – A Cosmic Parody

I wrote this fantasy meditation about how great it would be if Trump resigned before his first Impeachment began on 11/11/19. Add the new charges of Insurrection and change the dates and it’s aged all too well. Enjoy.

Media, Meditations & Musings

(Rather hear an audio version of this blog? Link bottom of post.)

Happy evening of 11/11/19. I hope you will enjoy this somewhat humorous quantum meditational look ahead two days into one possible timeline. One that many not happen exactly as I write about here, but one that may paradoxically happen precisely in this way somewhere in the infinite multi-verse or later in this universe than I imagine here.

Before we get started with this quantum meditation, if you’re one of my dear friends, family or fans who I still love even though we strongly disagree on Trump — and I am glad you still love me too as it gives me hope we’re going to get through all this mess — please feel to leave your own fantasy timeline in the comments. I promise not to erase them no matter how much I respectfully disagree.

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Close Encounters of the Super-Denier Kind

The Biden transition is nothing short of a transition back to sanity. But it feels like the transition is taking forever because Trump, the king of the bad losers, is making this an ugly hard transition, one fraught with the danger of a civil war. It’s as if all Trump’s hate fostering and insanity of the past 4 years is being wrung out of the dirty dish towel of Trump’s reign. Hang in there.

I’d venture to say that Humankind has never experienced such intense stress, inflicted in particular on the American people, by the delusional leader of a nuclear power who is fully capable of trying to induce the rapture as a committee of one.

Since 2015 I’ve come to expect a unique brand of duplicitous lunacy from Trump and the GOP. But what I did not see coming this week were the 126 seditious House Republicans and 17 AG of other states signing onto a doomed to fail lawsuit filed by a Texas AG, an AG currently under indictment.

Fortunately, SCOTUS put Trump bogus legal claims to bed with not one but two DENIED rulings this past week. So what ‘s keeping all Trump’s delusions about a stolen election going? Greed. He’s found a way to bilk people for a legal defense fund. All while people are dying at the rate of a 9/11 a day of Covid. It’s not ordinary denial… it’s super-denial.

Here’s a story about super-denial on a much smaller personal scale. The names have been changed to protect the innocently delusional.

A 65th 25th BIRTHDAY PARTY

The hot autumn desert sun of 2010 beats down on the strange white domed structure know as the Integretron.

For most of 2010 I’ve taken a deep dive into the Los Angeles New Age community. This dive into the unknown came after beating my head against the Hollywood wall for a decade. A beating that has left me almost penniless and with no true Hollywood friends to show for it. So the open arms of the LA conscious community is welcome. Even if I am often wary of many in the conspiracy-loving community wanting my film skills in barter for healings and room and board.

This weekend I am filming a gathering of about twenty attractive minor celebrities of the LA conscious community, thrilled to be gaining fans and attention on the newfangled tool of social media. Our happy group makes our way up into the dome that sits near California’s Joshua Tree National Park for ceremony in the acoustically perfect interior of the Integretron.

After we all enjoy the great singing of a failed but talented wannabe Hollywood opera star, we’re all gathered by the campfire as the sun sets. I lean to the birthday guest of honor, a senior citizen, let’s call her Myrtle after one of my favorite aunts, and say, “Happy 65th birthday, Myrtle.”

“Don’t wish me that!” Myrtle quips.

“Why not?”

“Because the mother ship is taking me up tonight to be rejuvenated. When you see me in the morning I’ll be a hot young 25!” quips Myrtle without a trace of doubt in her Texas twang.

Now, I’d gotten to know Myrtle well enough in LA to be frank with her, so I say dryly, “It’s cool you’re so sure you’re going to be reverse aged to 25, changing you from too old for me into too young to date, but maybe you want to leave yourself a little wiggle room so that if tomorrow morning you’re still 65 –“

Myrtle cuts me off with a dismissive wave and says to me as if instructing a child,”The ETs teach that to have even a shred of doubt sabotages manifestation.”

That night I did not sleep well in the Integretron. Not because I was even remotely imagining Myrtle would be abducted from our little group up to a spaceship to be reverse aged to 25, but because one of the guest’s snore was amplified to insane level in the perfect acoustic chamber.

Next morning over coffee and pancakes at a Ruby Tuesday’s diner on the way back to LA I managed to not remind the still 65-year-old Myrtle of my warning to leave herself some wiggle room. No worries. Myrtle had worked it all out for the group by announcing over pancakes, “Well, as you can see I am sadly still 65. That’s ‘casue the mothership captain told me the Galactic Council decided not change me back into a 25-year-old.”

“Why not?” I managed to ask with a straight face.

Myrtle grins like a kid caught with their hand caught in the cookie jar but manages to say, sounding unconvinced herself, “‘Cause no one on earth would believe who I really am without a matching new passport photo.”

“Aho,” the snorer from last night, who Myrtle loved like a son, says. BTW, “Aho” is New Age lingo for Amen. And that Aho was all the group cared to say on the matter. Myrtle smiled cockily at me and went back to enjoying her strawberry pancakes.

All these years later as I watch Trump spin his alternate reality that Joe Biden stole the election from play out on the world stage I am reminded of Myrtle and her ability to spin a new web of lies to keep her dream of being returned to the tender age of 25 up to date and active. 2020 and 10 years later and she’s now 75 and still dreaming of a youth rescue mission from the ETs.

Each time Trump loses a court victory, 56 losses in court and counting, like Myrtle he simply creates a new lie to support his waning chances. His willing group of supporters who are playing the game with him then spout those lies to anyone willing to listen.

Don’t buy the lies. Trump will be out of office, short of a civil war, come noon EST January 20th. Until then, if you’re a Trumper, take my advice and leave yourself some wiggle room. As for me. Well, I’ll be hoping for Myrtle’s mother ship to take me a few months into the future to escape this eternal transition back to the sanity of a kinder and gentler America under Biden and Kamala.

Myrtle as I imagine her at age 25 🙂

Letting Go Of The 2020 Elections

The elections are finally over, at least the campaigning and voting part, right? I am relieved it’s relatively peaceful. I feel the pleasant tickle of a deep healing beginning, sprouting like a fresh lotus flower at the center of my brain.

Today’s meditation blog, channeling ET spirit guide Ohom* (short for Open Heart Open Mind), is to aid and speed our healing as a traumatized nation by sharing that yummy lotus healing I am feeling.

Let’s get started.

ME: Ohom.

OHOM: Yes, Ken.

ME: So nice to hear your inner voice so clearly, Ohom. It’s been hard to reach you for months.

OHOM: Yes, the anger Trump intentionally fosters is not conducive to telepathy over such great time space as separate our worlds.

ME: I’m a little ashamed Trump got to me as much as he did.

OHOM: Your president does have a talent of finding everyone’s passion and poking at them.

ME: Yup. For some it’s love of our park lands — sold off. For some the work of years of gaining environmental protections — gone in an instant. The list goes on.

OHOM: Abusing refugee children, separating them from their parents and putting them in cages, then lying and blaming Obama as the initiator of this peace time war crime was the straw that broke your peacock’s back.

ME: Camel’s back. Not Peacock.

OHOM: Ah.

ME: And yes, Trump got me with abusing kids in those damn cages. After he did that I became dedicated to campaigning against Trump. (Here’s a link to the over 100 videos I made for Twitter on BuzzBroz.)

OHOM: You are far from alone. But the time has come to heal. To put this election, even before the results are known behind you.

ME: Good. While you meditate with the readers I am going to enjoy some life on your peaceful world of Nektar for now. Bye for now for what will be years for me but only a few minutes the earth people.

OHOM: Bon voyage, Ken. — Just you and me now, dear reader. Please concentrate on my words and the mind pictures they paint using my namesake of an open heart and open mind. Breathe deeply and add your own personal energy to this blog meditation.

Today, the day your particular earth’s media crowns Joe Biden President Elect, whenever that occurs for you, is a very dangerous time in your American history. Many timelines lead, as I am sure you know, to your species’ endpoint.

Unfortunately, it is as impossible as catching the wind in the palm of your hand, to close off the energies of the birth of timelines, positive or negative. Nor does your higher self in fact want you to avert possible futures you can handle with grace. What is possible is that by using your consciousness en masse humankind can birth more positive timelines.

Many of you, my friend Ken included, have chosen to be here on earth at this challenging time for the Great Splitting. Relax. Zero stress choosing either the happy paths of light or the paths of pain and darkness, for all the is in the end are shades of light mixed with darkness. A brightness or darkness you have sought to experience in multiple realities as a spiritual teaching.

Indeed, you are a far greater being than you know. You exist simultaneously in infinite realities, a master soul experiencing all things, all times, all joy, all races, all genders, all sorrow, all to learning from equally. Truly misogyny, racism, cruelty, abuse and more negative realities are all a form of self hatred.

Now, without judgement, split yourself into a right brain oriented person in the reality of Biden as president and left brain oriented person in the reality of Trump as president. The energies expressing themselves in your elections makes that easy. Now there are two new earths with two different reality trees, each equally real, each equally valid and on the same journey to full cosmic awareness for your master self, your master soul.

Take a walk in the reality you’ve chosen, a Biden presidency or a Trump presidency. Surrender to the fact you are not a helpless being getting pushed into a reality you did not choose. It’s simply the opposite of your choice on one matter versus another. Don’t judge yourself a failure if Trump won in your reality despite your efforts for Biden and vice versa.

Now, take a deep breath and gaze about the room you are reading this blog in. Both realities look the same at this early stage of the Great Splitting. So it’s a wonderful time to accept both realities. Surrender to your own majesty, your courage, your grace.

Let go of all the stress of the US elections. Let go of all the mind control you’ve experience from both the left and right, who simply vary in style and subtlety. Let go of the terrible strain it was to vote amidst a deadly pandemic.

Accept that ultimately, it does not matter who won the election. Repeat out loud: It does not matter who won the election. Now visualize the coolest tomorrow you can for yourself and the world you live in.

Last, freed of judgement on yourself for the timeline you are experiencing or your new alternate self is experiencing, do the same forgiveness to anyone in the opposite reality. After all, you do not get angry with your reflection and we are all a reflection of the one great consciousness we call this universe and multi-verse. Work together, left and right, as best you can. giving it your all and letting go of all outcome.

OHOM

Thanks, Ohom. Back to me, your fellow earth man Ken Sheetz. I will share tales about my 4 year visit to Nektar some other time.

I close with a path Ohom’s meditation from 2012 in Antarctica that seem very appropriate for the job we’ve taken a 4 year break from of saving this world from global warming. And so you can guess which timeline I am on. Ohom “appears” in my 24 meditations in Antarctica film at 31 minutes and 11 seconds.

*DISCLAIMER: Please be flexible and not too literal in doing these meditations. Ohom may not be an ET and simply be a part of an awakening writer’s imagination, meant to give me some self-objectivity and/or a totally real insect-based highly advance life form from the 13th dimension in the Orion star system. I just know the OHOM meditation always boosts my spirit and I hope it will your too.

Peace.

Donald Trump, Tear Down This Wall!

Trump built a wall all right. A wall of lies and conspiracy theories built by a Russian army of trolls, an enabling GOP and a racist fan base. All decidedly UN-American. So if Regan — who I am proud to say I voted for despite not being happy with many things Reagan did in office — were here today he would say, “Donald Trump, tear down this wall!”

WHAT MIGHT REAGAN SAY?

Stay positive and stay strong. The amount of mind control that will be thrown at us in the 6 weeks left until the elections will be unprecedented.

Don’t let the RBG seat fight distract you. We saw what the GOP is made of during the impeachment. Remain focused on getting people registered and getting out the vote.

Mail-in is messed up thanks to messy Trump it’s best to wear a mask and vote in person.

Our only recourse is to remain alive despite our super-spreader in chief’s best efforts and vote Biden to save America on November 3rd.

Basics: Time is running out to register. Be sure to make a voting plan as Trump is going to make voting hellish for you otherwise.

Can the Hijacked New Age Movement Survive Trump?

The stakes have never been higher in American politics during its two-hundred-forty-four-year history. As a member of the New Age movement, one blessed to share the events stage with greats like Greg Braden, Joe Dispenza and Nassim Haramein, and who has had the honor to film conscious greats like Deepak Chopra, Don Miguel Ruiz and the incomparable Patrick Flanagan, I believe the Biden-Harris ticket best represents our spiritual community’s true core values of peace and love. Now, in this confusing time of an onslaught of lies by the Russian-backed GOP and Trump’s 80-million-fan-bully-pulpit of Twitter, if you’re still with me, I’d like to share my analysis of how I came to my endorsement of former Vice President Joe Biden and his brilliant running mate, Senator Kamala Harris.

Tooting my own horn, my qualifications of covering both politics and the New Age world are as unique as they are profound. Fans of my work know that I’ve been covering politics during election cycles since 1996, for my shows AKVUS (A Kid’s View of the US), aired as the lead in national prime time on PBS in 2000, and on YouTube for KTP (Kids Talk Politics) since 2008, to the tune of over 15 million viewers combined. Here’s a link to my IMDB credentials.

To form my opinions and keep them as balanced and up to date as possible, I watch CSPAN, FOX, BREITBART, CNN, and MSNBC and keep tabs on Twitter. I’ve subjected myself to Mikki Willis’ PLANDEMIC and found its pseudo-science predictable and dangerously misleading. About 3 months into the pandemic, I instructed my New Age friends to stop sharing anti-mask videos and sheeple memes. The science I’ve researched has closed that door. Masks greatly reduce the spread of virus. Mask wearing shows love for our fellow citizens. I also read, yes some of us still like to read, The NY Times, Breitbart (when I can stomach it), Washington Post, WSJ and Politico to be up on the facts.

Bottom line, in all of my 24 years of political coverage and a decade plus of conscious film work–work that’s taken me all the way to Antarctica to meditate for positive change in the world in 2012 (link to my meditation film on Vimeo)–I’ve never seen a fight for the light like we are in right now. The very souls and lives the American people and the New Age community in particular are on the ballot. So buckle up and read on.

Based on my analysis of a flotilla of Russian-assisted disinformation swirling like a cesspool on the web, I see these are the qualities, or rather lack of qualities, that Trump/Pence and the GOP stand for:

  • White privilege
  • Male privilege
  • Christian privilege
  • Wealth privilege
  • Restricting women’s rights
  • Isolationism
  • Authoritarianism
  • Unchecked Gun Control
  • A return to segregation
  • Strangling the right to vote for people of color
  • Ignoring science on everything from controlling the virus to climate change
  • Secret police
  • A dangerous rush to present a vaccine before the elections without proper trials
  • Lack of genuine respect for veterans and the military
  • Disabling the US Post Office in the midst of a pandemic
  • Seeking foreign assistance from Russia and other countries
  • Unbridled greed in an unbridled kleptocracy
  • Police brutality to people of color
  • Blackmailing domestic and foreign leaders with taxpayer money
  • Lying to the American people about anything unfavorable to their cause
  • Unbridled gaslighting
  • Subjecting the people to extremist conspiracy theories
  • Repeated violations of the Hatch Act and many other lies
  • Reverting to the Salem Witch Trial ethics by demonizing the opposition as child eaters, Satanic worshipers, and pedophiles
  • Embracing the radical right, Russian-propagated QAnon movement as a legitimate arm of the GOP
  • Using over 150 million dollars in taxpayer money to pay for golf trips for Trump
  • De-funding of Social Security and Medicare
  • Free reign for social media to gather dissenters calling for violence in a Civil War
  • Coddling murdering dictators
  • Destruction of the NATO alliance that has preserved the peace since WW2
  • Seven convicted felons on his campaign team
  • Selected a cabinet that’s all about destroying their own departments
  • Care only for the economic optics of the DOW and NASDAQ and not real people’s economic pain
  • Selects unqualified judges who are racist
  • Angry, arrogant tone in general, that seeks to create stress, chaos and confusion for our citizens every day
  • Capital cronyism
  • Allowing Russian brainwashing and troll farms to be unleashed on the American people
  • Again, disrespect for our military and vets
  • Illegal actions and mafia mob boss-like behavior
  • Total lack of respect for norm and laws
  • Elimination of pre-existing medical conditions protections
  • Contempt for the Democratic Congress and the Americans of any state where the electoral college votes went Democratic
  • Using the DOJ and other key offices for political purposes
  • Prejudice against LGBTQ
  • Childishly dividing our country into blue and red states
  • Taking no responsibility for any actions or lack thereof
  • Playing the blame game instead of taking productive actoins
  • All of this in the middle of an out of control pandemic and much more known and, worse, unknown terrible corruption

Based on the much more hopeful and together tone of the Biden campaign and the DEMs, playing it clean but with the gloves finally off, Biden/Harris stand for:

  • Striving for equality for all races, creeds, women and LGBTQ
  • Seeking strength in diversity
  • A deep desire to reunite our divided people to stave off civil war and cvil disobedience
  • High ethical standards
  • Green job growth
  • Love, kindness and compassion for all Americans, red or blue
  • Favoritism based only merit and serving the American people
  • Restoration of checks and balances
  • Justice
  • Honoring of our vets and military
  • Clean fighting
  • Vitality
  • Demilitarizing our police and rooting out racists
  • A halt to foreign interference in our elections from national to local
  • A national plan to get the corona virus under control with as low a death toll as possible
  • A proven track record in Joe for rescuing the economy in crisis
  • All inclusive tone of joy
  • Humility
  • Respect for science
  • Respect for the handicapped
  • Respect for the constitution
  • Respect for the rule of law
  • Respect for NATO and the United Nations
  • Respect for telling the truth even when it hurts
  • Restoration of voting rights
  • Support for big AND small business
  • Protection of Social Security and Medicare
  • Restoration of our Post Office
  • Will select an all-star cabinet of ethical people dedicated to supporting the departments
  • Greater health insurance for more Americans
  • Across the isle cooperation getting enlightened legislation passed
  • Decency
  • Zero tolerance for Russian brainwashing and trolling the American people on social media
  • Joe is an amazing connector
  • Joe is loved and respected by our allies and will quickly heal the wounds Trump has caused
  • Kamala is a former attorney general and will get busy prosecuting and cleaning up the corruption of the Trump administration and family.
  • And much more wonderful stuff that gives them the right to claim the powers of the light as they are doing in their campaigning.

After reading my candidate overview of the deep contrast of evil versus good each represents, you might think that the choice of Biden over Trump is a simple one for a spirit community founded on the healing arts and driven by philosophies of love and light. But sadly you’d be just as wrong to think evangelicals should not be getting ready to, once again, vote for a man who cheated on his then pregnant wife Melania with porn stars and then bribed them to be silent.

But before you come down too hard on New Agers, or any Trump supporter for that matter, please watch THE GREAT HACK on Netflix. It will open your eyes to how our New Age community’s open-minded flock, who look like a lot like the “persuadables” in the film, were easily brainwashed to act against their own best interests. Kind of like the brainwashed Trumpist who proudly posted pictures after he slashed his own Goodyear tires when Trump demanded a boycott of Goodyear after they banned MAGA hats.

In the intentionally-insulated-from-mainstream-media-New Age community our brain hack, done by trusted friends via Facebook, is exemplified by so many ignoring Trump’s world-destroying positions on climate change, racism, misogyny and mishandling the Corona virus for various un-grounded and unfounded reasons.

It makes it easier to have sympathy for New Agers for Trump, just as do my wife and biz partner Elizabeth, a 17-year veteran, when one realizes that the conscious community adores the same magical thinking Trump is ‘bigly’ into. As well, our community is bright and knows we’ve been, and are still, lied to repeatedly by our government and mainstream media. This constant web of lies has made these healers, many of them escapees from conventional Christianity but who nonetheless, still cling to its core values on abortion, especially vulnerable to QAnon’s pack of lies.

Bottom line, neither I, nor my love Elizabeth, will ever give up on the New Age community and we hope you won’t either. It’s a community that, once it heals and reforms–and it will when Trump is stopped–has lots more to offer to the world in the fields of alternative medicine, Reiki healing, meditation, sound healing, metaphysics, and more. Our empathy and sympathy for our lost, cyber-attacked brothers and sisters has its foundation in Elizabeth’s military training and experience, with years of that as a Russian linguist in special operations thwarting foreign attacks on our country. But never had we the handicap of a leader like Trump working with the Russians. The current propaganda attacks were designed to confuse, divide and conquer our people and nation, targeting the open-minded conscious community on Facebook in particular.

QAnon is escalating it’s hatred and seeking to foment a race war. Our community must turn away from that or it may not survive the Trump presidency. We are a bright bunch and without us a civil war cannot succeed. Wake up. Reach out and share this message with all you love.

In closing, my opinions on Trump as the worst president ever for America date all the way back in 1987. In those heady, egoistic days, I was building a skyscraper and Oprah’s Harpo Studios in Chicago. And I first began observing Trump as a distant competitor who had not yet invaded the Chicago real estate market. I can easily recall how horrified I was by his unethical real estate practices penned in his book THE ART OF THE DEAL.

Now, after decades of Trump observation I am sounding the warning that the freedoms we love in the New Age community — everything from channeling spirits, to Reiki healing to tarot card to talking to crystals, respect for power of women and the goddess, respect for all races, creeds and more — will all perish in a Trump second term.

Some basics. Please check if you are registered to vote. And only vote once, despite Trump’s insane play to destroy the election’s credibility. Vote either by mail or in person, and, as always, please show love for your fellow Americans by wearing a mask and distancing when you vote, hopefully for Joe and the first African-American woman ever to be nominated for Vice president, Senator Kamala Harris.

Now, enjoy some peaceful meditation music. For I believe meditation has been a big part of how my wife and I keep free from of the Russian/Trump Psyop. See your mind protected, free and soaring above all the politics, waiting to swoop in ready to hopefully vote Biden when time is at last here.

Stay cool and thanks for all your support of our work at CoolestTechEver.com, which offers you the best healing tools the New Age community has to offer. My wife and I love introducing these genius products of the conscious community to the mainstream.

Trump’s Fever Dream – Chapter 7 – Weekend at Trumpie’s

Meanwhile One Timeline Away… in a universe not very far away… an obese President Donald Trump, very much like our own, living on a parallel Earth, very much like our own, lays intubated, deep in a Covid coma.

Steve Bannon paces the White House presidential bedroom that’s been converted into a hospital room for the unconscious lump of Trump.  Running his stubby hands through his unruly mop of salt and pepper hair, Bannon stops pacing to stare in disbelief and despair at his pal Trump through the clear plastic wall the separates them.

Losing her small amount of patience Ivanka says, “Well, Will you do it, Steve?”

Bannon hesitates for long beat before answering coyly, “I need time, Ivanka. He’s in a damn coma. How am I supposed to run a campaign with him fucking unconscious?”

Jared chuckles offering, “Ever seen WEEKEND AT BERNIE’S?”

“No.” say Bannon and Ivanka in unison.

“You guys are no fun,” says Jared, sounding high as a kite on something.

“I’VE GOT IT!” shouts Bannon, frightening Robert, Trump’s Black aid, who is replenishing Trump’s IV bag. It falls to the floor and bursts on the makeshift tiles.

“Quiet. Respect for my father-in-law,” scowls Jared.

“Respect from the WEEKEND AT BERNIE’S guy? A movie where Bernie is dead and some freeloaders use Bernie’s corpse to stretch out their free ride?” says Bannon sternly.

“No fair, Steve. You said you hadn’t seen it,” says Jared sheepishly.

“I lied to save you the embarrassment in front of the President’s wife.”

“Don’t you mean daughter?” says Ivanka.

Bannon remains smugly silent.

Robert slips on the fluid spill and falls to the floor, sending a tray of instruments flying. A flying scalpel impales Trump’s forearm but the trio of plotters are so engrossed they miss Trump’s impalement.

“So what do you have, or got, Steve?” asks Ivanka.

“And please don’t say Covid,” half-jokes Jared.

“Overdoing the Zoetis again, darling?” ask Ivanka, her cheeks flush with anger.

“Maybe…”

“Knock off the jokes. My father’s, and our, political futures hang in the balance. Go ahead, Steve. We’re all ears,” says Ivanka, oozing sex appeal to get her way by pinching Bannon’s ugly cheek.

Bannon swats Ivanka’s cheek tweak away, distracted as he watches Robert bandage a blood spurt where Robert pulls out the flying scalpel. Bannon takes a long breath and grunts, “Either of you familiar with deep fake videos?”

“We sure as hell are. A porn deep fake of me fucking a donkey while Ivanka rubs her ample breasts in the donkey’s happy face has 10 million views and counting,” says Jared drowsily with a yawn.

“Ew. Disgusting.” says Ivanka, nodding rapidly in agreement.

“Well, minus the donkey and the sex all we need to do is get a great voice actor with the same build as Donald.”

“Why would people want to see a video of Donald fucking a donkey?” ask Jared incredulously.

“Silly, the donkey is the mascot for the Dems, ” says Ivanka, proud of her political acumen.

“Enough with the donkey shit. We do this legit.  An impassioned speech from his sick bed! We make a deep fake video of your father coming out of his coma to rouse to the base with a red meat attack on the old fuck Biden,” offers Bannon.

“Genius! I’ll never know why Daddy fired you,” says Ivanka kissing Steve on the cheek.

“Wasn’t fired. I quit, ” brags Bannon.

“Ha. And Nancy Pelosi is really Q, ” jokes Jared.

Ivanka gives Jared a shot in the arm as she says, “Zip it. Go on, Steve.

“The Q balls love the sexual dirt. So in his deep fake speech let’s have Donald’s double accuse Biden of having a S&M affair with Kamala,” Bannon says dryly.

Ivanka hugs Bannon so hard and he get a little boner and tries to hide it with a Wall Stree Journal.

Jared jealously look on and says, “The security risks are enormous. Where can we find a Trump imitator we can trust?”

“Simple. We just use them for the deep fake and then kill them!” cheerfully offers Ivanka.

Bannon pulls out his cell phone and dials, “No. We need to keep the imposter alive long ’cause we need more than one Trump deep fake video. And I know just the man to help us. The Man!”  Bannon waits a beat as his phone rings an unknown caller who finally picks up. “Vlad?”

“Steven, we speak alone?” says Putin on Bannon’s cell phone speaker.

“Uh, yeah.” says Bannon motioning for Ivanka and Jared to keep quiet. “Remember that double guy we were going to murder in Donald’s place, if Donny boy would have been impeached, then smuggle Donnie boy out into Mother Russia for amnesty?”

“Da.” says Putin warily.

24 hours later…

A naked Yuri Yakov, who could easily stunt double for Trump, slips into a hospital gown with the seal of the president printed on the chest. Yuri says to the nervous looking Bannon, “Relax, Commrade Bannon. –”

“Call me, Steve please.”

“How about Steverino?” says Yuri imitating Trump.

“Steve!”

“When we go live?”

“Never. This shit is taped so I can add in the deep fake in later. Doing the damn edit myself.”

“Relax, bro. Can’t be too hard to make a deep fake if kids on the internet are making these damned things.  Haha! I love the one where Bill Hader turns in to Tom Cruise. How ‘ bout you, comrade Steve?”

“Just, Steve! Cut the chi chat, Yuri, and study your fucking lines!”

“Comra  — Ah Steve, why so tense, my brother in this deepest of deep fakes?”

“Melania’s due back tonight after cutting her month long sabbatical short. So we need to wrap this up pronto and get her bedroom back to normal in…,” Bannon pauses to read his watch and adds, “Exactly seven hours.”

Meanwhile at the grand stairway…

An exhausted Melania slumps her way up the stairway to the presidential residential quarters. She’s spotted by a shocked Ivanka and Jared, standing guard for Bannon.

“Momma! You’re home 7 hours ahead of schedule. How nice!” shouts Jared rushing down the stairs to intercept Melania.

“Jared, you have never called me Momma before. What is wrong?! Donald dead?!”

“No, no. Of course not. But he’s in no shape for visitors now.” says Ivanka nervously.

“Fine. I need a bath. Bad weather. My flight was as exhausting one of Donald’s accursed rallies or protests or whatever he’s calling them to lure these fools to the deaths.  Such stupid people Trumpies.”

“Let me treat you to coffee, Melania!” says Jared yanking Melania down the stairway.”

“I don’t drink coffee.”

“Cocoa then?”

“Why are you keeping me from my bedroom, Jared?”

Jared panics into silence but Ivanka takes over. “Redecorating! They are redecorating your bedroom, Melania, and it won’t be done for several hours. How’s an OJ sound?”

“Fuck off the both of you! Decorating of the White House is my department!” Melania storms past Jared and Ivanka up the stairs. They shrug to each other, not knowing what to do.

Meanwhile on the set that’s been built in Melania’s First Lady bu dour…

Yuri is doing a very convincing voice imitation of Trump, “Q is saying Kamala first dines on babies before bull whipping a naked Biden –”

Bannon shouts, “Cut!”

“Ghost of Khrushchev! What was wrong with that one, Comr — Steve?” sobs Yuri.

“Be stronger. Trump may not be bright but he’s an amazing leader,” says Bannon, getting up in Yuri’s face.

“Agree with you… on the not bright part. Haha.”

“I don’t need your fucking opinion. I need a stronger Trump!”

“Before I do take 20 here, answer me a question, or no more takes.” coyly offers Yuri,

“What?”

“I noticed, Steve, that you were fired on — ”

“Quit not fired.”

“OK, so you quit August 2017 and then, presto, October 2017, Q makes their first post on the web.”

Bannon sighs in frustration and says, “Totally coincidental. Now –”

“And then there are clues in your name.”

“My name?”

“B-a-n-n-o-n.”

“I know how to spell my fucking name!”

“Replace the B in your name with a Q and you have QAnnon!”offers Yuri, immensely pleased with his conspiracy theory.

“QAnon is spelled with two Ns after the A, not three, Cocka.”

“There’s no need to call me a dummy in my mother tongue!”

Bannon pulls a gun and shouts at the trembling Yuri, “The script! Stronger! Action!”

Melania burst into her bedroom and Bannon spins to see who has barged in and his pistol accidentally goes off. BANG!

A rapidly spreading dot of red blood appears over Melani’s heart on her pristine white dress.

Melania softly says, “Ouch.” and then she falls to Steve’s feet.

Steve takes Melania’s pulse, “Dead as Trump’s brother Robert. Fuck me…” says Bannon, dropping the gun to the floor.

TO BE CONTINUED IN CHAPTER 8 – TRUMPTOPIA

A big thanks once again to my talented wife Elizabeth England for playing all the female parts in this 2021 reading.

As always my handy disclaimer that this story is of course a work of pure fiction about an alternate universe. It is in no way a true reflection of the kind and compassionate real-life Donald J Trump, and his charming GOP enablers or the supposed good guys in this dark comedic tale.

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Trump’s Fever Dream – Chapter 6 – Mt. Rushmore and the Bunker Rebels

Welcome to my Covid writing therapy project. Hope you’ve read/listened chapter 1-5. Chapter 6 audio when I can find the time.

It’s weird, – and what isn’t these Covid days ? – but have you ever noticed how many things written as fiction actually come to pass? For example the 2000 Motorola flip phone was first imagined by Gene Rodenberry for the 1966 premiere of STAR TREK.

Since April I’ve been developing TRUMP’S FEVER DREAM and, sure enough, some parts of the story are really coming to pass. Ultimately, I predict will Trump eventually contract Covid-19, as in the premise of this strange tale, one that would be a comedy were the real life tragedy of Trump’s erratic mismanagement not so sad and dangerous.

Not that I’d ever wish such an ill event on our wannbe king, but we can dream can’t we that his catching the virus, not likely as he has the testing we all dream of, might awaken his long lost conscience? Indeed, anything is possible in a world where Trump fans, gathered in the middle of a pandemic, cheer a drink of water.

CHAPTER 6 – Mt. Rushmore and the Bunker Rebels

Dr. Faucci makes a deep incision in Trump’s throat .  Blood trickles, crossing the orange tan line where Trump’s bloated chest meets his saggy neck.

Faucci says, “OK, I’ve successfully made the incision to avoid the President’s damaged throat tissue from his drinking bleach. Now you make the insertion of the ventilator tube, Dr. Edwards.” Dr. Edwards takes over the operation,

Ivanka, sporting the latest Paris fashion Covid mask, rises to her feet along with the mask wearing Jared when Dr. Faucci exits the surgery room. She asks nervously, “Doctor, is my Daddy going to pull through?”

Dr. Faucci sighs deeply and wipes sweat from his forehead, “A tracheotomy is an relatively easy procedure. My real concern is that your father hid his catching virus for too long.”

“That’s no answer, Tony!” blurts Jared, his normally high pitched feeble voice nearly inaudible beneath his red, white and blue mask.

Dr. Faucci ignores Jared and addresses Ivanka, “Your father’s odds of a recovery are quite low. And if he does ever recover, he may be in a shape where can no longer serve as president.”

Ivanka spins to sob on Jared’s tiny chest.

In the adjacent operating room, dead to the real world, Trump does not stir on the operating table as Dr. Edwards inserts the air tube in Faucci’s tracheotomy incision. The operating room fades from view as the White House Bunker fades into view…

Nestled safely in his bunker, the real world a forgotten memory, Trump does his best presidential poker face as his advisors wrangle with a new series of more violent protests.

Larry Kudlow gasps as on the big screen array of BLM protestors use a stolen city bus to flatten the White House fence. The angry mob charges the heavily armed Secret Service Agents.

Barr says, “Relax, Larry.  Our secret troops learned in Portland how to put these dogs to sleep.”

“Relax? This is revolution! And we all know what happens to the player in an old regime, especially one as cruel as ours,” croaks Larry.

Trump laughs at Larry and says, “Chill, Larry. Theses walls of this vault are 6 feet thick, or something like that kinda thickness. Tremendously thick walls.  And we have all the comforts of home here. The best champagne.  The best caviar.  Bobby’s secret service troops are handpicked for their –”

On screen the Federal Troops lay down their weapons and the angry mob races past them.

“What in Holy Hell?” shouts Trump, cracking one of TV screens with his tiny fists.

The Director of the Secretive Service, James Murray, calmly says to the gasping Trump, “Not to worry, sir. Like you just said, in your genius way, the rioters cannot possibly reach us down here.”

“Right. The lowlifes have zero chance, sir!” shouts Miller, almost making a Nazi salute, which he fakes into a stretch.

“Let’s get back to talking about my new fantastic Mt. Rushmore monument to the greatest presidency ever! Mine!” says Trump imperiously. “Tell me about getting head, Kayleigh.”

The men all laugh at Trump’s sexist joke, while Kayleigh does her best to hide her disgust She rolls a model of Mt Rushmore into the bunker conference room. “Mr. President, I afraid the Rushmore survey ream has determined that there is not enough structural integrity to the surrounding rock to add an your incredible face.”

“I am not happy about this, Kayleigh!” grumps Trump, folding his arms across his big belly.

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“It’s OK, Mr. President. We have a solution…” Kayleigh loses her train of thought as on the big screen a mass of militant protestors take baseball bats to the badly outnumbered Federal troops.  Many protestors fall and die under heavy gunfire from the troops, but an endless stream bat and machete wielding protestors take their place in the bloody battle for the White House.

“Go on Kayleigh. Don’t worry about the losers up there. Nigger scum.” snarls Steve Miller.

“The losers can’t reach us. Go on, Kayleigh. Give me some head!” chuckles Trump.

Mastering her outrage Kayleigh says, “Well, it’s simple. All we have to do is re-chisel one of the four heads into your amazing image, sir.  All that remains is for you to pick who you want to replace. Who shall it be, Washington, Jefferson, Roosevelt or Lincoln, sir?”

Trump relishes at this historic decision making moment, spinning around and around in his larger than anyone else’s leather chair, and finally decreeing,”Q-Anon calls me the greatest civil rights leader of all time. Lowest unemployment for blacks ever, before the Covid started killing them off like flies, so I pick to replace the head of Abraham Lincoln be replaced by my very own much more handsome face. My base will love it and my haters can eat shit and die.”

Barr offers obsequiously, “Brilliant choice as always, sir!  It’s true you have supplanted Lincoln in the hearts of the people after all!”

The gathering of white men plus one frustrated woman in Kayleigh give Trump a standing ovation.

For a split-second Trump is back in the real world as surgical team tech turns the breathing machine on. Trump heartbeat stops on the monitor. Dr. Fauci takes up shock paddles and shouts, “Clear!”

Shocked back into his bunker fever dream Trump point at the security monitor and bellows, “What?! The niggers are in my Oval offices!”

Trump and his team watch helplessly as security TV screen shows a rush of protestors of all races and creeds swarm into the Oval Office

Trump demands, “Murray, set off the self-destrust bomb and blow the fucking Antifa anarchists off the face of the earth!”

Murray pleadingly turns to Barr who coldly nods for him to carry out Trump’s command. “You heard the president.”

Turning to the monitors, where the Resolute Desk is set aflame, Murray anguishes and finally croaks, “I respectfully decline to carry out your orders to blow up the  protestors, sir. You have my resignation.”

Trump spins to Defense Secretary Esper and roars, “Esper, wipe out these fucking terrorists!”

“These are American citizen’s, Mr. President. I respectfully refuse and resign as well,”

“Where are our Portland shock and awe troops?!”shouts Miller

“In transit to Milwaukee,” answers Barr.

“Well, get them here it DC pronto! Seen this Tweet?” says Trump, jamming a cell phone in Barr’s saggy fat face.

The gaggle white men crowd around Trump’s cell phone that reads:

“Lynch the #BunkerBaby!

“The bastards are still calling me BunkerBaby again, even after I crushed them in Lafayette Square!”

“Um, sir, my mom taught me sticks and stones may break –”

“Shut the fuck up! Sageant Cosco, escort these traitor my bunker!”

“Name’s Rosco. Mr. President, and I am afraid Mr. Esper and Mr. Murray cannot leave as we’re sealed in.”

“Look, COSCO. No one’s in the hallway!” shouts Trump.

“Now. But, sir the 2 ton door operates slowly by the time we see rioters we could –”

“Break the seal!” demands Trump.

“– be fucked.” finishes Sergeant Rosco feebly. “I will remind the president that there is angry mob right outside the vault door! Open it and you could kills us all.”

Trump defiantly pushes the open button and gloats, “Fuck off. Want something done right you, um, something something. ”

Miller takes charge, “Seargent Rosco remove, Mr. Esper and Mr. Murray from my bunker or you’re facing a firing squad for disobeying your commander and chief!”

Trump beams and he proclaims ,“All clear! As Winston, uh, Church-something, the Brit guy,  once said we have nothing to fear but, ah, fuck it –”

Gunfire erupts as mob of rioters race up the long hall for the open bunker door.

“Seal the bunker! Protect the presi –” Sergeant Rosco falls to the marble floor, bullet hole in the center of his forehead.

Kayliegh shouts to the mob, “Power to the people. I am not with the dictator sexist, racist Trump anymore!”

The protestors get such a kick out of Trump’s sad reaction to Kayleigh’s betrayal they let her slip away.

An angry Black man races up to a screaming Trump and raises a bloody hatchet.

Trump begs on his knees, “Black lives matter!  Praise Jesus! Black live matter! Spare me and I’ll sign any law you want!”

Trump curls in a ball and weeps like a baby sucking his thumbs, eyes slammed shut waiting for a death blow.

The angry black man laughs saying, “Pathetic!” as he plant the axe in Trump’s orange head.  Blood gushes and all goes black.  Faintly the beep of a life monitor gets louder and Trump’s eyes flicker open.

Thrilled to be back in the real world where he on life support, Trump peeps open his eyes to see his loyal personal Black attendant Robert reading the newspaper beside his hospital bed. Trumps bloodshot feverish eyes close.

We see the Robert’s Washington Post’s headline reads:

PRESIDENT CONTRACTS VIRUS. LIFE HANGS BY THREAD!

The End

For the Love of Trump

Screen Shot 2020-04-06 at 6.14.40 PMUnlike many players in the conscious community, suspiciously sure of their gifts to channel, I am never sure when I talk to spirits and ETs that it’s not just my vibrant and playful imagination. Nonetheless, whatever the reality, I find my meditations with an ET named Ohom, short for Open Heart Open Mind and who I’ve been reaching out to for ten years now, gives me some distance, many light years of objectivity. So here goes…

Ohom?

Yes, Ken?

Good, you’re there.

Always, Ken. Our connection exists outside the bounds of space time.

That’s handy during the super stressful era of Trump and his enabler clan.

And I hope for your readers too. What can I help you with, Ken?

You told me back in 2015 Trump that would win the presidency and get a second term. Do you still feel Trump is going to win a second term come November?

“Win” is such a strange word to my planet Nektar’s culture of love and cooperation.

Please don’t be a politician, Ohom.

Was I? Deepest apologies. In answer to your concern, YES, humanity is still on a timeline where Trump wins reelection — via cheating the system — and your species’ path to death by environmental destruction, famine and nuclear war continues unabated.

How do I and others help the world get off this dead end timeline?

As I told you and your amazing wife Elizabeth in 2017, as preparation for your DC meditations, you must each hold a genuine space of love for Trump in your heart.

I’ve tried! Went to his 2017 inauguration and tried. But the orange man already rolled over the Standing Rock tribe as one of his first executive orders before we left DC after the Woman’s Day March. He’s impossible to love!

Meaning you’ll be a master of unconditional love when you can love the unlovable Trump.

Feels like loving Big Brother in Orwell’s 1984. A surrender.

Surrender, precisely.

But surrendering to loving a toad like Trump feels like betrayal of all the Antarctica 12.12.12 meditations.

Quite the contrary. Ken.  Can you honestly think of nothing Trump has done during his time in office for which you can love him for?

Well, he’s showed us how much racism and sexism is operating at the heart of America.

Go deeper into your feelings.

And President It Is What It Is’s blatant disregard for life does make it easy to see the pattern of lies that’s been holding humanity back.

So can you love Trump and his enablers for fulfilling an ugly purpose of exposing where the cancer is in your country that needs healing?

If I am honest, which we always are with each other, then a little, yes.

Was that so hard?

Yeah.

All the better.

Anyone ever told you are that you maddening at times?

Ken, the harder it is to love the unlovable the stronger the impact on the collective consciousness.

I am not sure about what you’re saying.  Our collective consciousness is in a lot of pain right now over Trump.

Compress the coals of hate into a diamonds of love and humanity will transmute that pain into light and corrected action.

Sounds like an ET version of MLK’s mantra “We shall overcome.”

Indeed. Hold that tiny diamond of love for Trump’s unconscious role in raising awareness to racism and sexism in your heart and let all hate consuming you fall away.

Trump’s daily inaction on saving people from the virus does not make it easy.

Then keep doing the diamond meditation over and over again until it is easy and your heart comes to bliss. Peace on earth begins within each of you amazing humans.

Thanks, Ohom.

Blessings. Transmission complete.

And thanks to you for joining an ET meditation at this time when there’s so much superstition running in the collective consciousness. To hell with such limiting fearful nonsense! Don’t make yourself part of a small flat Earth. We are part in a vast infinite universe. And who is to say we really do not have ETs out there, thought travelers like Ohom, ready and waiting to help and advise us if we but ask?

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