Donald Trump Doppleganger Theory

Donald Trump is being played by his lookalike. The real DT died during the first campaign and got replaced by a lookalike who has been coached and continues to be. Evidence: He brought his whole family with him to make us think he's the real guy. All the extra makeup. Plastic surgery scar under his chin. Mass media getting comedians and others to exaggerate the makeup and do exaggerated impressions so that we think we know how he's gonna be and to cover up the way the lookalike has been coached. His wife doesn't even like him. Loyalty is the only qualification for being in his cabinet. He's like a caricature of a person. Mass media has inflated him as part of an agenda. All of the unhinged things he says to distract from the fact he's not even the real guy.

Paradigm Paradise

I'm calling my World the Paradigm Paradise where anything could be true or not true at the same time and where any kind of thing could be going on anytime. It's wild in my world, weird, incredible, miraculous, and not like most people's worlds I find around me. 

I love the Paradigm Paradise and I'm its shaman, a role that's not so much a title. I laugh at titles and collect them anyway. The Paradigm Paradise is a mental element that allows me to absorb the metaphors, signs, names, fables, and kinship of spirits, the land, people from the public consciousness, technnology, deities, aliens, mushroom consciousnesses, plants, the land, buildings and places, animals, angels, objects, past, future, and present. If something doesn't make sense or I'm off balance, I come back to the ground and look right around and re-orient in the present where nothing need be more than me sitting and breathing. The world of my dreams is playing out all around me in the physical world, the same as when one sleeps. 

"Go and live like you're in a dream," I was told by a friend. 

I love the way having the Paradigm Paradise helps keep my mind open to the possibilities of any dimension of thing to be going on all at the same time and aware that energies give themselves away in all the different formats of engagement to this shared world that many shamanic cultures like to describe as the middle. But that's just the part where we forget we're part of all the realms, all the dimensions, choosing to momentarily be separate and especially forget that forgetting is a choice. 

Reading signs in the Paradigm Paradise is giving dimensions to things that ordinarily might not have more than a couple. Like I subscribe to the idea that I'm a vessel to some important characters in some interesting interactions to this world. These will a lot of the time sound grandiose or impossible, and I don't care. These ones may or may not have lore associated with them, and they may or may not have the correct lore associated with them, and I don't care. The angels/aliens have explained that I'm an enlightened being and that I should treat myself like one. They also understand when I laugh at that idea in a world full of enlightened beings who also don't treat themselves like one. 

But what kind of miracles can you make without faith? And so I agree to hold faith with the idea that I'm an enlightened being who laughs at herself, and also laughs at being a vessel to some amazing higher consciousnesses during important times, and also transmutes energies through 3D expression to other worlds. But then there are days when I live the work and am what I am, share what I know, receive important inspiration and visions, read the signs, know things out of nowhere, find things immediately after speaking them, have useful things at hand without planning, dream fictions that come to pass, and communicate through telepathy with an unseen world that also shows up in the physical to prove its point. 

And so I am an enlightened shaman on Holy Shamanic Walkabout and call myself a Gonzo Shaman as a job title that makes me laugh because being a participant witness makes it so that I'm going to need to relay things in the Witness role and play things in the Participant role, and roleplaying is the very best part of being a shaman. The shaman puts on a mask and becomes the thing. And I have put on so many masks in the trying out phases of this thing that trying to tell about all of them is going to be a task indeed, especially since I have been putting it off and putting it off some more. 

The Paradigm Paradise helps me engage with consciousness, other beings of unseen origins, hive minds connected, telepathic computing, angels, ancestors, those I've known to pass on, angels who arrive as people, enlightened prophets who arrive as people, saints who arrive as people, celebrity dopplegangers, popular people from history arriving as energy-ringers, deities who namedrop themselves and arriving as people, nostalgic synergies, people I think are really someone having an out of body experience, watchers from secret societies, observers from the government, calibrations from space and cell towers, the sound of frequencies dialing in my ear and compassionate friends showing up right on time. No lesser excitements than djinn, fairies, my heroes, training guides, therapy guides, or the way any these sometimes show up in clusters. 

How many stories can a girl live all at one time anyway? 

"Do you think you can teach it?" Asked the man who looked just like Jesus outside my usual karaoke spot. "Yes!"

"If you could ask the genie for one thing right now what would it be?" Asked the woman with my hometown accent 1,000 miles from where I was born. "To give the message," I said. 

I really do know how to give myself the whole challenge and not read any of the instructions or fine print ahead of time. I'm counting on all these ancients, ancestors, higher selves, highest good to find me and make whatever mess I'm making at my side, a team of ones who are also all one, playing and singing and dancing all in a coordinated weave that means miracles and more miracles. 

And probably I would think I was crazy if I just heard all these things for the first time. But I was made to go through my life to become this, and I was blessed with a vision of that from a higher consciousness that showed me how all the pieces fit, all the lessons crystalized, all the players coordinated, all the training and why, all of the adventures and where, my past, present, and future explained. Some of these I remembered for the last time, and some of these I remember all the time. 

I also asked for it to be this way, that I learn things through dreams and visions, to trust my eyes and ability to read energies as someone with my kind of consciousness can. I called it training my Jedi powers without even remembering that calling them Jedi powers was from ancient China, and danced all around with George Lucas' doppleganger at a karaoke. 

Energy rings, it waves out like vibrations from a bell and in the dreamworld we are our purer selves, a higher energy even tied as we are to our day-to-day beings. And between our middle world and that one there is less and less understanding of that separation. This shared physical world is changing into that one all the time.

"Nothing waits to change." I wrote in a poem that sticks with me. I speak that one a little more than some because I want to put it on a tattoo someday. I wrote it in an IHOP one morning when two men came in dressed exactly the same to read the newspaper before work, except one was white and one was black. They didn't greet each other or pass even a simple acknowledgement and I had a feeling it was time for that to change.

So ones with higher consciousness or who are more in the public consciousness can interact strangely and arrive as people with whole lives and stories but being more than a reminder of the other one who is famous. I call them energy-ringers, dopplegangers, and nostalgic synergy. But sometimes they are themselves. It's dumb, but I think me and Andrew Huberman chase each other around in dreams and that he helps me out on my journey at times. Sometimes I think he's there by way of OBE and sometimes I think there's a technology element at play. 

Technology elements, alien elements, and govenment conspiracies were a huge player in my rebirth ceremonies and some intense energies at play around the time thing really amped up this year preparing for this walkabout and whatever journey lies beyond.