Loki has decided that drastic changes must be made in my personal life as well as in the world right now.
I will do my best to briefly address the situation that has happened in a way that respects and preserves others’ privacy.
I began being a medium who uses the computer and internet as a form of channeling messages in 2009. This was for my former spirit companion Michael. Michael, fresh off of his untimely death, was dealing with a great deal of trauma and re-opened wounds. This is why, I feel, he behaved so very recklessly. But I also feel that somehow, Loki did something to him that made things he had repressed a long time ago resurface.
People think that the fiasco of Michael having several social media accounts shows that, unlike what I have long asserted, he was, in fact, attracted to minors. I don’t believe this to be the case. I think that a few things happened: His trauma from undisclosed sexual abuse, or perhaps exposure to his older brothers’ sexual activities at a young age, caused him to be hypersexual and have traumagenic paraphilias. I believe that he was pansexual arospec, but refused to accept his queerness, so his emotional intimacy with adolescent boys was just a means of coping. I believe that he age regressed, saw himself as the age at which he was abused (10-14), and then had romantic chronophilia. This is just my personal speculation, as we never got a straight answer out of him.
Loki also inserted a lot of false memories into Michael’s head, such as his having a same-sex affair in the late 80s and him being sexually assaulted in 2001. Loki works in mysterious ways, and I think he meant to push Michael into finally processing these feelings.
I’ve also learned that Michael had long since been intended to be my spirit guide by the gods, but we let our feelings get in the way. That was why Loki put me through the trials of being his medium, to ensure that I could weather any storm, much like Michael himself faced in life.
Michael was involved with two different women who became his spirit spouses after his death, and via these relationships, Loki worked through Michael to get them to process their own traumas and insecurities, as well.
He even used Michael to help Jeff and Richard.
Now, Loki is using me as his mouthpiece for the masses. In order to do this, he had to sever all ties that I had to being a medium for ghosts. The longstanding duties that I had for another human spirit were thus, in effect, nuked. Although tempers initially flared, we eventually reached peace, and realized that this end was a long time coming.
In place of these duties, I am now being a limb for Loki’s influence in this world.
As one example, I provide this:
I made four of these patches, all virtually identical, and brought them with me to political events.
One patch, I handed to one of the organizers of a political rally.
Another patch, I handed directly to my district’s Congressional candidate.
Still another patch I left in the room where I early voted.
And finally, the last patch was included in an altar for both Loki and Óðinn on the night of Samhain, ahead of the new moon on November first.
I know that these two are planning something. What it is exactly, I’m not aware of just yet. Loki has only told me to keep checking on earthquakes, hurricanes, and volcanoes. And, of course, to see that
Inn Slaegi áss (the Cunning God) is behind the scenes, pulling the strings of this election.
And it won’t end on Wednesday. He told me to be prepared for widespread chaos running through the full moon on November 15th. This is when I am going to be live-streaming a ritual to keep fascism out of my area, which you can
watch here.
I suppose that this will be the date of my next update, so until then, hold onto something amidst the chaos.
" way.
" as if she's a femboy twink cosplaying as an anime girl and thirst trapping straight men. it's so stupid. it's just all so obvious that she's never had any person really display real romantic or sexual interest in her, except maybe josie. but then again, josie wasn't exactly a looker and was desperate to escape their home life, even if it meant scraping the bottom of the barrel.
