THE TIME HAS COME TODAY

Time flies. And time matters a lot to you, doesn’t it?

Or maybe you think you’ve got all the time in the world?

Either way, TIME is just another enslavement widget on the toolbar of The Program. But as long as we’re on the subject, you should know that “The Time Has Come Today.” The countdown for THE RESET has been initiated.

The transmissions I’m receiving from THE UNIFIERS are losing their static cling, becoming clearer, stronger, more direct. The tipping point for Humanity has swerved into the fast lane now and if I want to see my “end-of-days” bonus I’d better step it up around here, start marking some candidates for extraction. That means wading into the mess of it all, sifting through souls, rejecting those who can’t (or won’t) release the grip on their emotional Uzis – and recycle those with enough quantum light left within them for preservation.

It’s slim pickings around here, let me tell you. Is there anybody “for real” out there? Anyone who hasn’t built a digital firewall around their tech-dependent, neurochemically-created “selves?” Who is willing to put their knuckles back down on the ground and start over?

Believe me, I don’t consider it a privilege being granted full access to your neural cloud data. Hearing, seeing, feeling the unconscious thought loops that run through your minds… well it’s worse than a double-shot of Ritalin and Red Bull. Even a Custodian with my earthbound cellular make-up has their limits. Nevertheless, it’s the grist that comes with the assignment, all part of the mission protocol.

If you’re confused, just look upon me as a present-day NOAH, with mop and bucket, clearing the way for those who intuitively “know” the way.

And somewhere on this campus sits a drydocked ARK.