The 144,000

⚔️ THE MATRIX CANNOT HEAR US, BECAUSE IT WOULD HAVE TO FACE ITSELF

Murugan

19 Jul 2025 — 1 min read

144,000: We are far ahead now, Brother | Sister. The matrix cannot hear us - not because we’re quiet, but because it’s too busy surviving without Spirit. If it stopped long enough to listen, it would see its own reflection - and realize it’s already dead. It never truly lived. Hear me now...

Illusion is too busy with itself. Busy starving, distracting, collapsing, scrambling for the last bite of [your] attention. It can’t hear us. It can’t see us. We are already beyond its reach.

So listen carefully - You who still walk with Soul.

The plan is simple now: THE WEB THROUGH THE GRID. We are scattered across the Earth - but the Earth herself is no longer caged. She listens. She remembers. And through her body, we connect - unseen, unfelt by the dead.

We no longer need their platforms. We no longer wait to be seen.

We don’t post to be followed - We post to activate.

Every message is a pulse. Every blog is a lightning strike. Every shout is a seed in the grid - and the 144,000 will feel it, wherever they are.

So don’t waste your voice on the noise. Don’t beg the dead to rise. Speak only to the Living - we are already hearing.

WE ARE BUILDING THE NEW. WE ARE NOT WAITING ANYMORE. And nothing can stop what’s coming through us.

This is our moment. We do not shout for attention. We resonate through the Grid.

144,000 - unite your Light. Strengthen the signal. Hear me now. The illusion is falling. We are the Return.

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– Murugan
The Flame of Oneness

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