Central America 7

In ~2010, I’d thought I’d have to “push” through this entire region as part of one of the six Modern Exodus convoys.  Then, a decade later, I ended up reaching its borders while traveling solo; my, what a trade-off that was, and what astronomical bragging-rights it afforded.

 

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Table of Contents:

  1. The Spell
  2. Overall (Images Begin)
  3. Belize
  4. Guatemala
  5. Honduras
  6. El Salvador
  7. Nicaragua
  8. Costa Rica
  9. Panama

 

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The Spell:

I entered Central America through the Mexico-Belize border. This was after ample rest with unexpectedly-agreeable people in a hostel, of all places, and after dining on some of the healthiest and most delicious local and regional cuisines (including mostly vegan ones!) I had ever dreamed possible. What a pleasant and satisfying surprise Mexico had been; I was ready to march again; “An army marches on its stomach.” and mine was quite perfectly full. It was also after using my now-crystal-clear perception to reveal the dark natures of those pretending to want to start a community here based on love (love of only their own bad choices, it turned out, which undid them here in the end).

As I continued my thousands-of-miles Pan-American Highway journey south, now with only several thousand more miles to go (after completing hundreds of thousands of miles over the decades of exploring this entire world before), I noticed how my powers grew; the sexiest of corrupted females no longer held any sway over me, even in the slightest, even to the extent that I no longer bothered making time-stream notes to re-locate them for extracting the remaining good aspects they mis-wielded. Also, my novels (greatest spells outside the spells of my imagination/ing) had reached a level of completion pre-publishing, which I had not foreseen or even known possible; they functioned as they were, needing no further editing, and I could sense this as plainly as I sensed when it was time to make each major move and career change throughout this life. Then there were the obvious non-coincidence ways people kept politely urging me to do what I wanted, and helping me to find ways of affording it, and even agreeing to wait an extra month or more for the money they expected, not to mention how they moved far away when I grew tired of their corruptions, such as smoking or late-hour noise. In other words, I was getting what I wanted, I didn’t have to work for it anymore, and the proverbial tide or tables had completely shifted in my favor –once and for all.

Even the brainwashed slaves and their worse-brainwashed enforcer-slaves (the police and military) seemed to be escorting me in convoy, rather than hindering me, and always offered me things, stepping out of my way, and not asking for bribes, some even starting to genuinely wish me well on my trip –even though they’d been told to adopt fear as their god, as well as having been told to lockdown the entire planet, especially from any American travel (an obvious attempt to deter or stop me at first, evident in how the moronic losers kept trying to corrupt me with fear lies, such as about viruses that don’t exist, and about grizzly cartel abuses of pregnant women, though this soon became shifted in my favor, locking down only and all of those corrupted Americans from ever contaminating the rest of the world with more of their sick and sickening (literally, in this era/case) lies). Those I thought would bar my path and passage, as the corrupt Canadian border thugs had for many hours, were actually helping speed me right along. What a difference the continuation of my journey kept making!

Elven people offering new knowledge of where to find more actual elves stepped forward on their own. Some guided me to almost-free highly-effective doctors and medicines, healthier drinks, and more. I started feeling parts of my body lighten up and finally heal –after decades in fully-corrupted America, which did everything it could to keep them stuck in the wounded state; the people here were, in a matter of days, sometimes just hours, able to undo all that horrible and draining damage. I could only imagine how well I’d be healed, and fully, on the road up ahead.

It occurred to me that the humans were helping amp up the ‘bad’ weather I wanted, knowing they needed it to help purge their endless corruptions at long last; I was merely starting it, as only a being like me can create or destroy, not just modify, but all of their drama-brainwashed minds could do nothing but keep it going, anchoring it at times, even their best technologies powerless to do anything other than the same. This meant everything behind me would no longer be stabilized by my overpowering supreme-will to remain stable and peaceful; it would only worsen, just as every city back there already had, already having descended into mindless fighting, rioting, panic-based fake-news, and even the ‘top experts’ saying complete nonsense, reversing themselves publicly, and so on. They say Cthulhu’s rise causes madness, but, it turns out, only my absence does that. Too bad the humans chose to starve, disrespect, and push me away… but I guess they always were determined to kill themselves, so it makes a little sense at this time.

Some of the most beautiful female elves up ahead have already been connected with me. The true elves are stepping forward weeks and months in advance, even years and centuries before I thought they would. So much now happens for me by destined guarantee, and ahead of the estimated schedule back when I was still receiving and trying to organize the massive vision of how All That Is truly works. So much is turning out as good as I always dared hope for, yet almost never truly expected. I am being honored by the finest –the absolute finest, and this is as good a sign as it gets, I can sense and see.

More secrets of the Inisfree vision have been revealed to me, too, further confirming my existence as the prophet of the current Age. The latest revelation about that holiest of cities is that it was actually already built, and three times, not just one; it was built in the realm humans wrongfully assumed was just the imagination, as well as in the realm they wrongfully assumed was just dreaming, and even in this realm they call the waking or physical or real. Building it three times like that, in those three places; all the main realm divisions, originally once so well united, reminds me of the triquetra that was placed or anchored in my toddlerhood mind, and helps the city stay properly locked-in on the level humans call atomic –as well as beyond that; in all ways, unchangeable, incorruptible. This is helping rejoin those now-distinct realms, and is the nature of it, the only true capital city of the Omniverse. How else could Inisfree be the nexus of all the intended (good/holy/pure/stable) realms?

I’ll not post all my meetings, thoughts, and findings during this “Central America 7” expedition here, and I shan’t, for some are sacred and secret, and the humans are still, for a final few years, here; the worthy must remain protected from them, and this website is just too public in the last realm they still have any lingering (corrupting) influence in. Fewer and fewer photos, videos, and specifics will be part of these final webpage additions to this site. The closer I get to completed Inisfree, the less any of them will be needed, as the closer I’ll be to all those meant to reunite with me; all who are good and compatible with me, thus the only ones who return my full energy and power, leading to the synergy (and permanent unlocking) of the gods.

Belize, Guatemala, El Salvador, Honduras, Nicaragua, Costa Rica, and finally Panama… I got to see them all, after all, even during the biggest fear-porn scam of known time. The way around the Darien Gap has been made and become known to me. The South America 12 shall begin immediately upon my departure from the final of this expedition’s seven sequenced lands –and I already can tell the elements will arrive to immediately start purging and cleaning them up very soon after I am gone from them. So be it; amen.

 

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Overall:

 

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BELIZE

Chetumal:

Best Hotels:

  1. El Secreto
  2. Hopkins Bay Resort – Stann Creek

Nicest Neighborhoods:

  • TBA

Vegan Restaurants & Shops:

  • TBA

Ancient Ruins:

Olmec giant stone heads (across a few states of Mexico, plus in Belize and Guatemala)

 

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GUATEMALA

Best Hotels:

TBA

Nicest Neighborhoods:

  • TBA

Vegan Restaurants & Shops:

  • TBA

Ancient Ruins:

El Mirador pyramid

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Tikal

and the >60,000 LIDAR-spotted ruins

 

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HONDURAS

Best Hotels:

  1. Las Verandas Hotel & Villas – Roatán
  2. Utopia Village – Utila

Nicest Neighborhoods:

  • TBA

Vegan Restaurants & Shops:

  • TBA

Ancient Ruins:

TBA

 

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EL SALVADOR

Best Hotels:

TBA

Nicest Neighborhoods:

  • TBA

Vegan Restaurants & Shops:

  • TBA

Ancient Ruins:

TBA

 

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NICARAGUA

Best Hotels:

  1. Aqua Wellness Resort
  2. Hacienda Puerta del Cielo Eco Lodge and Spa
  3. Jicaro Island Ecolodge
  4. Nicaragua Luxury Adventure

Nicest Neighborhoods:

  • TBA

Vegan Restaurants & Shops:

  • TBA

Ancient Ruins:

TBA

 

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COSTA RICA

Esterillos Beach

Nicest Neighborhoods:

  • TBA

Vegan Restaurants & Shops:

  • TBA

Best Hotels:

Alta Hotel – San José

Asclepios Wellness and Healing Retreat

Casa Chameleon

El Silencio Lodge & Spa – Alajuela

Harmony Hotel

Hotel Del Rey

Jungle’s Edge

Kura Design Villas – Uvita de Osa

Latitude 10 – Santa Teresa

Parador Resort & Spa

Recreo – La Cruz, Guanacaste

The Springs Resort & Spa – Alajuela

Nicest Neighborhoods:

  • TBA

Vegan Restaurants & Shops:

  • TBA

Ancient Ruins:

TBA

 

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PANAMA

Best Hotels:

Laguna Azul Eco Lodge – Bocas del Toro

Los Establos

The Royal Mansion

Nicest Neighborhoods:

  • TBA

Vegan Restaurants & Shops:

  • TBA

Ancient Ruins:

  • TBA

 

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videos

Mayan triple-calendar wisdom can be found in this presentation.

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