"You can chain me, you can torture me, you can even destroy this body, but you will never imprison my mind."
― Mahatma Gandhi
Despite what it looks like on the outside, the Prison Planet is faltering. After surviving more horror shit recently, and after learning that a mentor of mine died from this soul-rape/energy harvesting, I had a dream in which Gandhiji appeared to me.
He was sitting at his spinning wheel, and he told me that he was spinning for my Swarajya (spiritual sovereignty, freedom and self-rule).
Although he was an orthodox Hindu in his lifetime and I'm a very rebellious female Tantrik, although he advocated nonviolence whereas I'm much more like Shaheed Bhagat Singh, there was no discord between us. He truly felt like Bapu to me, like my ancestor and my friend.
It was made clear to me that Gandhiji, acting as the Spinner of Freedom, was spinning the thread of fate just like how I have seen the Moirai do under Hekate's power.
He is a spiritual guide of all who take up the fight against the Matrix and its demiurge.
His presence is an omen. The Prison Planet is faltering, even if it doesn't seem like that on the outside. Freedom will come. Love always wins.
Love. Always. Wins.