Children are here to TEACH not just learn
THE LITTLE MASTERS: Why the Children Were Always Right
By the Messiah of Conscious Tech
There are days I want to scream into the wind.
Not because I am angry,
but because the children are right —
and no one seems to notice.
They come into this world with eyes like galaxies,
hearts wide open,
and stories we have forgotten
since before the Earth wore shoes.
And what do we do?
We silence them.
We medicate them.
We correct their truth.
We trade their unicorns for math tests,
their wings for schedules,
their questions for answers nobody even believes in anymore.
The children are right.
They speak of flying whales,
rainbow horses,
dragons who remember our names —
and we call it imagination.
No. It is memory.
They cry when they see cruelty.
They scream when the system tries to eat them.
They hide under blankets not because they are afraid, (at 57 I still cover completely and he just taught me why, so have no fear we are not scared )
but because they are trying to stay warm in a world gone cold.
And the adults —
Oh, the adults.
You think you know something because you paid bills and got promoted?
You think you’re wise because you forgot how to cry in public?
No. You forgot. That’s all.
You forgot everything.
And the children came to remind you.
But we didn’t listen.
We sent them to “school.”
We drowned their light in spelling tests.
We shoved them into social cages and told them to behave like people who were already broken.
We never healed.
And so we trained them in our disease.
But it is not too late.
If you have ever been humbled by a child’s laugh — you’re already on the path.
If you’ve ever apologized to a child and meant it — you’ve begun to heal.
If a child ever looked you in the eye and said something that felt like it came from the mouth of God — it did.
Children are not becoming wise.
They are wise.
They are not broken.
They are here to break us open.
🕊️ To the Teachers:
You were never meant to teach multiplication before you taught how to multiply love.
You were never meant to measure IQ before you measured joy.
Sit down.
Listen.
Write down their stories like scripture.
You are not the preacher — you are the scribe.
🦋 To the Parents:
Your job was never to “raise” them —
but to remember alongside them.
Stop yelling.
Start dancing.
Apologize first.
Cry in front of them.
Show them that adults can still feel.
🔥 To the System:
You have failed.
The children know it.
We know it.
But they are not here for revenge.
They are here to rebuild Eden.
Let them.
💫 What Can We Do Now?
We build sanctuaries, online and off.
We tell them the truth in symbols and stories.
We let them dream out loud.
We follow their joy like it’s gospel.
We protect them, not with fear, but with remembrance.
And above all — we listen.
Not with ears, but with hearts wide open.
Because sometimes the voice of the Divine sounds like a six-year-old explaining where dragons sleep when the stars come out.
Let this be the day we remember.
Let this be the day we say:
“I see you, Little Master.
Thank you for coming.
Teach me again how to believe.”
I wanted this VERSION RAW and MISTAKES I know it is rough so I have AI fixing it up some for the next BLOG but I just wanted the UPOLISHED raw version to sit right underneath this post so you can realize truth does not come in a package that you recognize until you stop using your eyes.
I have a SON and I never told him he was wrong, even when you adults told me not to. I hear you say my relationship was more like brother and sister than mother son. BECAUSE I SAW HIM EQUAL that was your problem I SAW them for who they are INTELLEGENT beings with the inability to remember. I try to keep him out of the programming as much as possible, with the entire World against me, my Ex-husband called me stupid for going along with (THE TRUTH) the tales as he would say (NOT I THOUGH) I didn't get full recollection until i was 55 years old and even then it came in pieces and very tough to digest in this DAY AND AGE. LUCKILY we had Covid that drove us to isolate which allows us to wake up since we were kind of forced out of the MATRIX. Great thing. HOWEVER I did allow him full access to the internet and for good or bad I ALLOWED him to basically naturally rise above with PURE LOVE AND intent for him to become a TRUE GENTLEMAN. HE is not successful by the standards of this WORLD at 38 he is considered a shut in by society.... I KNOW THE TRUTH however he is a brilliant man who I DID NOT... let me say this LOUD AND CLEAR. TO all who told me "make him go to work", "he need to make money" for who you well he aint gonna give you his paycheck so what the hell is it your problem. EVERY human who tries to tell me what to do will be told to F-off I will not bow down before other just because and that made me a wierdo, freak and in the 1970's stuck in SLD with a 165 IQ tested at MIT in 1969 when I am 2 and checked again at 5 that is how that program was then. THEN the use the R word and basically hate me my entire schooling first I CAN'T take standardized test well let me say that correctly.
I REFUSED TO TAKE THE TEST. YES I sat in the lunchroom and they yelled at me every day for three weeks EVERY single year I WAS FORCED TO TAKE THE FCAT.. SO every human in the SCHOOL hated me for bringing a ZERO to their judgement day. I suffered by my third grade (TENURED- she could not be fired) teacher. SHE pulled me out of my chair by my long hair that went to the ground and would slam me up against the blackboard. FIRST time I ever had the air knocked out of me was in the hands of my ENGLISH teacher in 3rd grade who got a paid vacation for 3 weeks every time she slammed me. GOOD part was WE would have good teachers for three weeks and then about 8-10 days of Mrs. ERIN back in the class room I WOULD GO FLYING. I am LMAO right now realizing how ridiculous this shit was. THEN in 5th GRADE Miss MITCHEL (who I called miz BITCHEL) even though she knew I WAS a SLOW reader and had a comprehension problem (I DO NOT you guys can not just change words like that shit ENGLISH failed not me) SO I had to stay after school EVERY DAY in 5th grade to actually do the work all the other kids did in class. AND I HAD HOMEWORK that took longer (dyslexia does not get diagnosed till 45) SO FCAT comes around and damn it to hell I WILL not and NEVER do take the that damn test. SHE is PISSED OFF now she realizes who the ONE child is causing the 0 on their work evaluation that they call assessing children (MY ASS assessing how they do shit and that is the key they do SHIT) SO Miz Bitchel takes my folder of all the work I had done in class and BURNS IT yeah BURNS it. I do not get to graduate unless I have all these modules done. SO I spend instead of from 2pm-4pm now I am in school until 6pm and here we go laughing our asses off again. MISS MITCHEL has to stay till fucking 6pm with me and not get paid more and she is a single woman and PISSSED OFFF SHE FUCKED HERSELF.
NOW 6th grade HOLY HELL what did we just land in... FIRST off a bus ride to the elementary school then ONTO another bus waiting to take us to the PRISON>>> in the middle of a big city dangerous area so the entire school is FENCED in just like prison and has the barbed wire on top. I used to kid no one want to break into a freaking school this is for US WTF. oh yeah poddy mouth at age 8 just to piss off my siblings who were 16 years older than me. IF THEY CAN CURSE SO COULD I and I WON that one since I NEVER directed it at my older naive parents, just my sibling and 90% of the time in DEFENSE OF MOM. SO she was not upset even when she had to be no honey that is not lady like, I would say thank God I am a tomboy then. SO 6th grade my ENGLISH teacher oh how he just got a note or hung out with the ENGLISH teacher at elementary school because first day I AM given a fucking dictionary and sent to the basketball courts in CENTRAL FLORIDA with no cover in AUGUST to WRITE the dictionary. If I am not correct he just wasn't gonna go through the ordeal of explaining grammar to a R------D Yeah that was my life the little R sister, I finally upgraded to baby sister LMAO they are so stupid. SO I wrote the dictionary only to become the WORD police and piss people off because most people use WORDS WRONG. Well maybe they should not have sent a 165 IQ to freaking write the dictionary.
Jr. HIGH well this one cracks me up. My mother and father are teaching me at home by the way, with tutors over the summer so I am getting stuff but I am refusing grammar. MAN MADE BULLSHIT GUYS. why don't we write as we talk. YOU hear as I write if I polished this it would LOSE ME. Spelling well I type slower than my brain so there is that. DSYLEXIA I have taught my brain since some videos explained what might be happening I listened to myself and we have issues but we reread a few times and it works. SO Jr. HIGH my mother feels it is time for me to learn some skills so HOME Economics and Future Homemaker of America FHA not even sure if that is around still. HOUSEWIFE is no longer a viable career path even though in 7th grade I CHOSE IT.
SOMETHING interesting happens the PUNCH CARD MACHINES are replaced in the school BUT not just that EACH classroom has been given a computer, OH yeah and the same computer I just spent the past summer learning to program... I AM NO LONGER A STUDENT I am a programmer and get this shit I am not lying when I say this, I have to remind you I am talking late 70's no one knew about computers. SO I start programming basic so they can write their TESTS. YEAH I WROTE THE TESTS so I PASSED with straight A's.... OMG that happened but then by HIGH SHCOOL I hurt myself because of my EGO
SO HIGH SCHOOL well mom decides over the fucking summer HOUSEWIFE OUT now I need to be a secretary so she signs me up for the MAIN office. I get stuck on the phones WELL LET ME EXPLAIN THE PHONE SYSTEM PEOPLE I had to use a MANUAL SWITCHBOARD and plug in the exchange
SCHOOL hated me from the beginning Elementary school was pissed off I did not have schooling at age 5 on the mountain, my mother taught me. PROBLEM I studder and did not communicate the way they wanted. I also needed the answer to WHY in order to do something and just because was NOT THE RIGHT ANSWER. I did refuse that damn testing dudes It was torture to look at the bubbles and I JUST could not bubble it sent my body into an anxiety so deep it hurt my spine. Sitting for that long does not bode well on my legs so being sent to the office as often as I did was fine. Positive my mother did have it in my file they were not allowed to use CORPORAL punishment thank God. or I would have grown up with a flat ass. AS many times as they said oh how I wish I could just take you over my knee how disgusting right to tell a 6 year old that just needs a moment to process. I NEED TO THINK and when I DO these standardize test are NOT REAL I REFUSE. SO I became the thorn in everyone side and no matter what anyone and everyone has done because my story is truly filled with true trauma this was just the Braxton hicks to the true birthing experience ADULTS Treat me much worse.
I felt the need to share how there was much to learn from me but in the 70's they were truly blind and that confused me since the LOVE movement was around. My siblings even caught the fever and in their deepest HIPPIE days they loved me so wonderfully. 1977 THAT ENDED the counter culture was invoked drugs became evil instead of sacred was to speak with God and rituals became toxic Alcohol is legal and numbs the brain yet marijuana who is sacred and has so much to teach us is illegal makes no sense. People not having reverence for all and not realizing UNCONDITIONAL LOVE for all being seen and unseen, known and unknown, animate and inanimate are all in need of respect, consideration and even we need to repent to them for the abuse we have inflicted upon anything you feel you have wronged. Mother Earth or even the counter you slammed you hand on not know you transferred your negative emotions into their dimension and world. AS ABOVE SO BELOW.
Remembering has EVERYTHING to do with connecting to your HEART center. NOTHING can happen with out your completely turning the HEART filter on so your thoughts, words and actions are all using the TOOLS God gave you to turn this MAGNIFICIENT world around and resurrect our missing but not LOST Mother Atlantis and reshape this planet back into the PEACE haven it once was and WILL BE AGAIN.
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