She is here, and I'm drunk with love for Her.
The era of False Light, the era of abusers masquerading as good people, is over. The era of lies covering up Truth is over. The era of abusers appropriating the stories of their victims is over.
As my Twin Flame cuts his thumb and smears his blood as a tilak on my forehead, the prison is burning down.
Energetic rapists like Jeff and Megan will be destroyed in a specific time frame now. So will many false gurus who are running cults.
Long ago, when Jeff Ayan refused to get on a video call with me when I was trying to tell him that what he was doing was labor trafficking, Kali told me that Jeff refused to get on that call because he was afraid of seeing Her face.
Smashana Kali's face.
He was running and hiding from Smashana Kali's face.
Over time, I dismissed that whisper of the Dark Mother in my ear, because so much happened. And I lost faith. I even wondered if that was actually a real memory or a false memory. But recently, as I've been burning in the divine witch-fire of Kali sadhana, I suddenly found a record of that moment in one of my journals. I had forgotten that I had written it down right after Kali said that to me.
She. Is. Here.
May the whole world become Her charnel ground.