THE BLEEDING RUINS OF OUR TIME: Mexico, Epstein Files, etc.

February 23, 2026

Over the weekend, a call from an old friend, whom I’ll identify here as Angela. She is currently traveling through Greece and wants my advice on what to do, where to go. I thought I had blogged on my trip to Greece, but if I did, it’s a long time ago. But I do have one essay that I will send to her.

THE RUINS OF TIME

And certainly, “time” does Ruin all our human constructions, and not just the material ones. Etymology of “ruin” . . .

Everything falls down, humpty dumpty.

Late yesterday, in even the mainstream news: nihilistic cartels ruining Mexican cities, leaving American tourists trapped, stuck, freaked, unable to leave — and worse, possibly.

https://celiafarber.substack.com/p/update-from-mexico-cjng-issues-demands

Americans, more and more, are experiencing what has been all along, or has suddenly or gradually become, unfortunately, customary, in much of the rest of the world. And yet:

Brian Cates has a very interesting X post contextualizing this new outrage that has skewed the world’s attention.

Meanwhile, I’m still back where I started on this post, wanting to tell you what Angela did, and how it affected me.

She called me from Greece, and after her request, then stated, in a very direct, clear voice (not fumbling or mumbling): “YOU WERE RIGHT, ANN, ALL ALONG.”

“Right about what?” I asked, gingerly.

(I asked, because she was one of those who got totally taken in by the covid con. Wondered if that was what she was going to refer to.)

“About the whole pedophilia thing.” She had been paying attention to the ghastly Epstein files.”

“Oh, wow, well thanks! You are the very first one who has reached out to me!”

And I DO commend her for that, big time. What a gal!

I actually don’t remember mentioning this particular horror to those in my personal circle. But I guess I must have! At least once! Usually, I just stay mum, wanting to keep things stable on the home front.

But hell, they’re not stable at all! Not now! Even our local paper (not really, as it’s been folded into USAToday.com), the Herald-Times, is suddenly reflecting how this ghastly business has seeped  into public awareness. From yesterday, two items:

The first, buried near the bottom of an opinion piece on the editorial page, by a well known local and author Ray Golarz, “Cops and other servants;” near the bottom of the piece, this paragraph ending in a way that would not have been possible, i.e., “polite society” would have ruthlessly censored it, prior to the Epstein files flood:

“. . . I was walking out of an elementary school building with a veteran kindergarten teacher who was holding a child’s hand. I could sense her clear distraction and later asked her why. She said, “Ray, as I walk out of school with that little child and a black car comes to pick her up, she squeezes my hand and I know that this afternoon she will be raped.”

And, on the top of page 5, this — not a local story, but included, big time, in the local paper:

Keep in mind that Bloomington is an historically Democratic, academic, “politically correct” town, as has been any local story in the H-T. Part of me wants to stop subscribing, another part of me keeps going just so I “keep on top of” the local collective atmosphere. And now I have a new reason to continue: because even mainstream media, USA Today, which now owns the H-T, is featuring the horror.

Not that I love horror. But that, as a double Sagittarian, I DO love Truth, no matter how disgusting. Only as we reveal and integrate the shadow, can the light fully shine. That goes for all of us, that goes for each of us.

And an even larger truth may be that it does appear that perhaps, even here, even inside more and more of us in my own locality, we are going through the utterly historical ignition process (Saturn/Neptune conjunct 0° Aries), beginning with total destruction of all that we thought we could hold dear. We’re just plain starting over, folks. And it’s not just me, and a few others, who realize it. More and more, it’s coming to be that we all do. Or, most of us. Starting from scratch.

Over the weekend, Gene Decode, who was (I think) the first to talk at length about tunnels and DUMBS, has a fascinating discussion with Michael Jaco, wherein Gene states that as of this past weekend, though 3% of Americans never will wake up at all (until money disappears from their bank accounts), fully 38% of Americans are now fully awake, which translates, he says, to 3 million people; and furthermore, that young adults 19-24 are especially motivated to pore through the Epstein files. “Because after all,” I think I remember him saying, “It’s their world we’re coming into.”

For more on DUMBS, see, for example:

https://www.exopermaculture.com/imagine-dumbs-a-honey-combed-earth/

Yes, I started falling down this rabbit hole from the very beginning of blogging on the internet, back in 2011.

DUMBS (Deep Underground Military Bases) are a rabbit hole which Gene Decode introduced me to and which Angela has not yet fallen down. But I bet she will, since it’s adjacent to/embedded within, the global pedo poison. In any case, to have Angela say, “You were right Ann, all along” in such a direct, forthright manner, feels damn good.

Oops! Watch it. Ann. Don’t let your giant ego take over!

Dear Angela shows me the way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Saturn/Neptune at 0°44 Aries: EGOS HAVE NO STATUS HERE

February 19, 2026

Note: Tomorrow, February 20, at 7:54 AM, EST, the Saturn and Neptune conjunction reaches exactness at 0°44 Aries (zero degrees, forty four minutes).

I plan to do a personal ceremony early tomorrow morning.

Yesterday, for the first time in many months, during my hour-long “nap” between 1-2 PM I did NOT take my twittering ipad to bed with me. Instead, I actually meditated (left brain thrashing, furious), by utilizing the protocol I practiced for two weeks at an ashram in Thailand about a decade ago.

Okay. Here goes.

For this week’s final post I’m going to continue with the theme that we’re all inside of, or maybe I should say, the “frame,” and the point is, there is no frame.

There is no longer any frame! All our mental constructions have dissolved into ashy flotsam/jetsam waving the fiery oceanic NOW.

We live — or do we? Or do we just pretend to live — inside this pulsing present moment forever mutating into something else, except that there’s no “something” either! Nor is there an “else”!

Both frame and something, those two structural bastions of the 3D material word, are dreamy, chimerical; probably always were, though now those of us who are still conscious, who have managed, lately, to avoid both legal and illegal drugs that alter, from the outside, whatever is going on inside; oops! Except that’s there’s no longer outside and inside either. Egos have no status here.

 

It’s over. We are one continuously streaming, fractionating, mesmerizing . . . yep, bundle of nerves, circulating invisible energy, branching primal life force, through nerves, blood, trees, leaf surfaces, river systems, lungs. . . .

One plus one is one! Arithmetic goes out the window; except there is no window, no window frame, no differential between outside and inside, internal and external, etc.

 

Yep. Welcome to Saturn/Neptune at 0° Aries. For the very first time in literally thousands of years — counting linearly, as if “time” is a “line” — which is a joke, no longer relevant or existent in this continuously pulsing present moment . . .

So, might as well create (Aries)? Eh? Utilize what remains (postmortem) of the discipline of long-standing daily patterning (Saturn), to ignite imagination, that boundless Neptunian communion with the divine, and put this NOW to work (Saturn), generating each of us and together a new creation that works for all beings, in all dimensions, mutually conceived by, embedded in and nourished by, the ever-present unitary (Neptune) consciousness from which we came and to which we shall return.

Why not? It’s either that or die. Create or die. Each of us as a soul is not trapped in matter; never was. Let’s face it: in this faceless timeless moment, each of us has no other choice, and no other opportunity.

Yep. It’s Do or Die time. And BTW: Either we activate our right brains to utilize AI as a welcome tool in our personal, soulful, purposeful, and interpersonal creations, or: mindlessly compliant, we fall one by one and all together into the subtle or not so subtle AI totalitarian technocratic trap.