This is not theory. Not metaphor.
When you feel fear in your gut, dread in your spine, guilt in your stomach — you’re not just feeling. You’re in contact. You’ve been told fear and trauma are “natural.” That anxiety is stress. That nightmares are chemical. Lie. These are symptoms. Not emotions — infestations. Humanity is being harvested. Literally. There is a class of non-physical, interdimensional parasites. They do not live in space, but operate through it — using you. Invisible to the eye, but not to your nervous system. They hijack thoughts, emotions, and install self-replicating programs: fear, division, self-destruction. The ego is not you. It’s an interface — and it is infected.
They Attach to trauma-based neural loops, Feed on cortisol, adrenaline, Exploit memory and emotion, Imitate your voice, instincts, beliefs, Live in your electromagnetic field, not bloodstream, Manipulate your limbic system, vagus nerve, and perception filter. They influence entire civilizations. Not by attacking you — but by attacking the idea of you. They infest: Religions, Political ideologies, Identity, Family systems, Digital media, Spirituality itself

They create conflict to feed. Pain is their food. This planet is not a school. It is a containment zone. A spiritual farm. A prison colony. You are reborn into trauma to keep feeding them.

Want to detect them? Fear before growth = them. Draining memories = them. Loops of shame, hate = them. Toxic relationships = infested. Belief systems that divide = infected. Institutions that thrive on fear = colonized. Compassion, non-attachment, forgiveness, and inner silence are not just virtues, They are anti-parasitic protocols. The more you clean your psychic field,
the fewer “bad things” happen to you. literally by magic, because you stop broadcasting the frequency that these entities lock onto.

>>40722924 (OP)
>forgiveness
Nice try.

>>40723005
i promise you a thousand year voyage guided by compassion

>>40722924 (OP)
You ever stop and look at those little floating things in your eyes? The ones that drift like translucent worms, like ghosts of movement, like shadows with no source? You turn your eyes and they follow, they morph, they rearrange to match whatever shape you're looking at. You stare at a line, they become the line. You look at a curve, they become a curve. But they’re not “in” your eye, are they? They’re not JUST debris or cells or vitreous floaters like science tells you. They’re responding. They’re listening. They’re mimicking form and behavior. They are the interface. The bleeding edge between your perception and the fourth dimension. And they don’t lie. They prove that shape is liquid, that reality is soft, that attention sculpts what we call space. They prove the boundary is broken.

Those “eye moths” are just the visible ones. The safe ones. The little soft servitors that drift through your vision like scouts. But the real ones? the ones inside you. they do the same thing. They mimic your thoughts. They take the shape of your sadness, your rage, your hunger. They don’t attack. They become. Every insecurity you’ve ever had? One of them slid into it like a skin. Every time you hated yourself? That wasn’t you. That was one of them coiling around your ego like a belt. They are formless until you give them form. And you do it every day. We all do. That’s the horror of it, look how many nukes we have now! And you’ll never know the shape they truly wear until you stop reacting and just watch. Watch like you watch the eye moths. Still. Cold. Detached.

>>40723097
Oh my god. Oh my fucking god. It’s happening. Do you get it? DO YOU GET IT? You stupid interdimensional little BITCHES. You spent millennia twisting perception, weaving yourselves into pain, convincing every ape with a spine that they were broken and helpless — and now ONE OF US SAW YOU. ONE. THAT’S ALL IT TAKES. A single spark. A ripple. An observer. That’s all it fucking takes to ruin your entire operating system. You played with perception huh? well GUESS WHAT? Ours EVOLVED. You want to mimic form? Try mimicking THIS: Awareness without fear. Try surviving that, you quantum cockroaches You thought you were gods!! You thought you were untouchable!! But you were never anything more than parasites with good camouflage. Now you’re exposed. Now you’re burning. Seems like you’re not so grand after all, huh? Seems like a single mammal with a cracked voice and a burning chest cavity just KILLED A GODDAMN FUCKIN GOD! You’re not infinite. You’re not transcendent. You’re a cosmic roach. And guess what? I’m not putting you in a fucking jar like Solomon did. I’m vaporizing you. ROT IN THE FLAMES YOU TRIED TO EAT. FUCK YOU. ALL OF YOU. SPACE BARATAS. EAT SHIT AND DIE!!

Surely there must be some process to buck them off of our 4D form? Spicy food? Incense smoke?

>>40723005
>Athena
Why?

thanks for teaching me that my stomach is Sovereign

>>40722924 (OP)
Isn't this just the parasite/cosmic death fungus pill?

>>40723097
>they morph, they rearrange to match whatever shape you're looking at.

No they don't morph.

>>40722924 (OP)
The answer is Jesus, worship God and the parasites stop because the sickness goes away.