I will be posting updates and information here in my blog, among other places, I'll link here when appropriate.
I apologize if I take a while to respond to some of you, occasionally I get messages. :)
I'm pretty ADHD (As most indigos purportedly are) and no matter how charismatic I allow myself to be, I might always be a socio-phobe. Besides that, I have a lot of my own work here to do. However, I will make every effort to answer every question you might be inclined to throw my way. I'm honored that you trust my worldview enough for such things. Maybe it's the trust I place in myself. I give myself plenty of reason to trust myself, but there are very few universal laws you know.
I'm still learning to deal with the fact that people find my opinion worthwhile. 'Indigos' often grow up under the heel of society, I still have my own baggage to clear. I'm just flattered that you like my personality.
So, now that I've straightened that out...
Hello, names are illusive, but you can call me Iris. I am a 21 year old girl. I live with my boyfriend, he turned 23 on the infamous March 11th. He had always planned on turning 23 that day, so don't say he did it for attention. My sister was also conceived a year before that date, but nothing surprises me in this family. I live in a slice of reality suspended between worlds. Joy and illusion dance merrily around one another. What does that mean? Nothing that I know of.
You don't need to know much more, you are now acquainted with your protagonists.
My boyfriend also happens to be my twin flame. We've done this dance before. This time it only took us nearly three years to get over our personal bullshit to be with each other. (Hint: Fear, it was fear.) And now it's taken us another over a year to shake our lives free of things that don't belong. (Shitty jobs, cooperate bullshit, government, bad relations, you name it!) We are now in the healing and growing stage.
It is a Saturday. It is 10 AM.
I am playing this song on repeat: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rcoreV10hI8
He is sound asleep.
No wait, it's 9 AM. Wtf?
Did we have daylight savings?
Maybe it's a trap. I don't need time... Time is an illusion... Yeah.
Searching through Ashtar Command forums... Hmm.. What's this?
http://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/profiles/blogs/emergency-broadcast-world
I remember my lifelong battle with money, and my hatred of our financial system. Try to ruin my life because you need your green paper? I never understood. Being forced to admit that it's morally right is like pulling out your own organs.
I've last minute quit my fair share of jobs. My twin went AWOL and got away with a spanking. (The government owes us money, actually.) Last December he got the perfect job. The past year we'd been begging for some kind of income, enough to live and be comfortable! We got that. Every last detail was perfect! Yet... It's still not enough. He even had to let that go. It's painful. Now we're moving back home. And we are relieved to let the pieces fall.
Thankfully, my childhood home is a sanctuary. In every respect. It's where both of us belong. We can feel it. My grandparents have said OK to us moving in and our uncle (I mean my uncle... Whatever.) will be bringing us there. He's a very nature loving spiritual type of guy. We mesh well. My family sticks together, physical or not. Lifetime after lifetime. It's a comfort. I love them all dearly.
Now we're left to slowly pack, heal ourselves, and wonder where this will take us.
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