More Racial Eruptions Sparks Flying All Over Our Blue Planet🌍 : What Ocean Oracle Has To Say About It 🐚

 As global strife intensifies, the astrologers I respect and watch weekly on YouTube to get a handle on current affairs associated with the intense disunity displayed in the mainstream media can be reflected in planetary positions in the sky, mirroring those that occurred during the American Civil War. The WW2 genocide of millions of innocent men, women, and children because of their ethnic origins,  with the malevolent mission to seize their precious resources, govern and enslave mass populations throughout the World, we were almost ruled by a lecherous and nefarious regime. Fast forward to today, and we are again under the influence of seven planets in the highly reactive fire sign of Aries, the astrological zodiac sign associated with impulsiveness, fights, rage, competition, a notoriously short fuse, and, sadly, war. To add fuel to the fire, the numerology of the year 2026 equals the number 1,  a one-year cycle—symbolizing the masculine energy,  the fierce Sun's energy, action, new beginnings and, in its unhealthy forms, continued animosity from small skirmishes during a political protest to all-out continued hostilities in the Middle East that are exspanding engulfing our exquisite Blue Planet into a fiery, chaotic mess and turning into an Aquarius architype high tech war games fought with drones. If the so-called political leaders around the World do not stop allowing themselves to be bribed and bought by the big military-industrial complex, and the immense pharmaceutical companies with their tantalizing slick marketing campaigns designed to dupe the masses into a drug-infected coma broadcast on basic cable stations and YouTube. Plus, the food is toxic, grown by enormously huge agriculture companies without compassion for the factory-farmed animals. The livestock are poisoned with hormones, vaccinated now with experimental mRNA shots,  fed  GMO soy, living in small confinements, not able to turn around, unlike the real free-roaming grass-fed livestock on small family-owned farms; big Ag animals are forced to live in deplorable conditions and slaughtered inhumanely. The vegetables and fruits are coated in lethal pesticides that even the foxes, squirrels, mice, and deer in my neighborhood forest, when offered, have sense enough not to nibble on! One shadow lower vibe timeline potentialities are humanity living on a  Dune prototype planet, a parched, scorched asteroid after the nuclear fallout, or a poison gas blast dropped by the enemy of the day, whoever is left battling for fresh water, gasping for breathable fresh air instead of Gaia evolving into a gorgeous, awe-inspiring oasis built by souls looking through a 5 Dimensional consciousness lens of sensitivity, wholeness and oneness. Not to worry, we collectively are in the process of creating nirvana on our Blue Planet. Have faith, we are at the starting point of New Earth🌍! No fear-mongering here: Great Spirit, the higher-dimensional beings, angelic and ascendant masters, are working with us; plus-us earth-bound brilliant sensitives/empaths are on the case and willingly signed up to be here now, following our cosmic blueprint plan to be acted out during this time of the "Great Awaking." We are at the end of a 26,770-year cosmic cycle, known as "The Great Year" or "Platonic Year." The Earth has completed one full wobble. Do not be dismayed; the timeline of total destruction will not play out if we all assemble, activate our divine assignment, and wake up to our personal plan of action for peace, harmony, unity, and wholeness. We are all small pieces of the perfect puzzle, placed in the exact spot we are now to be, to facilitate the highest timeline for Gaia and her inhabitants to thrive, blossom, and rise up into a peace-loving society, one human family collective, no more survival of the fittest nonsense. Mother Earth is currently out of the Water/Earth Era, astrologically speaking. She has moved into the current period, which began on December 21, 2020. Our Blue Planet will reside here for the next 200 years, ruled by the elements of  Fire and Air. It commenced when Jupiter and Saturn aligned in the Air sign of Aquarius, a period dubbed the "Great Mutation," with small sparks of fire igniting into global infernos. The old systems, ideologies, and dogmas are being burned to the ground. The Revolution has begun, my Earthlight friends; we are in the throes of it now, the laborious birthing contractions of New Earth. New baby Gaia is struggling to peek her head out in the USA and around the World. Racial diversity, religious divides, philosophical contrasts, and disagreements due to sexual orientation are apparently the leading traumas bubbling up for mending right now in mainstream media;  the archaic idea that a human being can be an illegal alien is not flying anymore; unless they fly in on a high-tech spaceship, it's correct to use the word alien. The majority of light beings have already moved past not loving someone based on race or ethnicity. Religion, color,  or sexual orientation. The recent massive earthquakes erupting in Venezuela, Japan, and on the Northern California fault line are all part of this Aries/Mars fire period, as predicted in the 1959 Hopi Prophecy. Quite frankly, these days I  intermittenly feel sapped and exhausted from witnessing,  feeling, sensing all the serious militant agressive asctivity bombarding my consciousness daily,  passing through my etheric body, dripping into my dream state, as most compassionate luminous beings around the World are reporting this devitalization in vital lifeforce, it is paramount for all sensitive/empaths to implement a day-to-day habit to strengthen their fundamental life force, and put up an etheric shield to protect yourself against the hostility seeping us down lowering our vibration, triggering hopelessness, fear, shame, anger, overwhelming doom mind chatter and scarcity mentality, it is a time of super faith, conviction and resilence! 

I am a strong Sun Sign Scorpio, frequently reinventing myself, with a hypersensitive Cancer-rising thus it is crucial for me to constantly perform spiritual practices that will raise my etheric body and consciousness out of the 3rd dimensional vibration of duality, one-upmanship, cutthroat competition,  comparison to 5th dimension sensibility, while achieving moments of a placid mind, in rythmn with universal spiritual laws surpassing the "US vs Them" or " U.S vs All Other Counties" designed by the 3 percent who are

barely holding on in the position of running the World. Still, the 3 percent are losing their grip on mass consciousness; the curtain has risen, and we see the fake, deceitful, frail OZ character behind it. A great number of souls are no longer falling for these bogus leaders. The old mentality- that assumes the people of this ethnic group "on my side are good", worthy, favorable, deserve to live, and those on the other side are bad, inferior,  second-rate-  and are disposable at this very moment, we are in the throes of the old paradigm backers taking their last gasp of air, the false Matrix leaders are wheezing while the children of light are breathing deeply in nature, practicing advanced breathwork, yoga, meditation, affirming the positive to activate the 3rd eye of spiritual sight! My sacred practice is to cultivate consistent contact with my spirit guides, even when I'm listening to a podcast that broadcasts real-time, elephantine, calamitous scenes unfolding all around us, from monumental earthquakes to anarchy resulting in bloodshed in major cities, heat waves, floods, earthquakes, and more. The narration of these events, slamming us from hundreds of platforms, each news commentary from different angles and mindsets, arrows aimed at distracting us from our process of ascension,  our soul purpose, the collective mission towards Oneness Consciousness, can be astoundingly mind-blogging and startling to the nervous system, even when not logged into any media, the tribulation floats through the etheric realms if you are sensitive. My goal is to get up each day with a clean, clear, filtered-water-glass-half-full mental attitude, sorting through my sparkling toolbox to take out yet another gleaming gizmo to prepare me for a new day in my continuely regenerating human body, and with confidence step out onto the mainstage of Gaia,  to share approaches that aided me in navigating these tempestuous times that the " White Feather" Hopi Tribe prophesied in 1959, the nine signs of the destruction of the " Fourth World" to the peaceful transition into " The Fifth World". All nine signs have been checked off one by one. Go check it out for yourself. Many other tapped-in awake indigenous beings foretold these times: I am embarking on my divine appointment. What is your divine blueprint right now instructing you to do, as part of the doula team, to help "The Fifth World" be born in a sacred way?  

The elevated collective beings are stepping out of racial classification, hierarchical economic class system based on wealth, and narrow-minded religious sectarian ideology; we are seeking to unify into an Oneness mindset. Be mindful that during these times we all can be triggered and could land face down in the pile of pooh, fighting with our neighbor due to the intense astrology, so again lofty goals of staying serene are wonderful, however watch out for altercations and many pitfalls along with way including blood relatives, spouses, childern and others close in your community can trigger, just shower off, scrub your body with some seasalt and try again tomorrow if you stumble and become hot headed, scream or blurt out a statement you regret!  

So many human beings today are of mixed heritage, walking around in stunning human bodies, in all shades, hues, tints, shapes, styles, and characteristics; the Rainbow Tribe is here to stay. What is your divine role in creating a harmonious tribe, community, and society as a whole? That is a question I ask myself daily as I begin my morning with an AWE automatic writing experience, bypassing the left-logical mind and allowing my higher self, spirit guides, ancestors, and Great Spirit to speak directly to me, write it down, and take steps towards fulfilling one minute piece of my divine assignment. Because of the unhealed pathology dervining back seven generations concerning race, nationality, idenity and geographical origin it is now resurfacing all over the planet to be examed, rehabitiatled, the old wound is open and oozing out foul smelling pus requiring a non-toxic medicated salve of organic Manuka honey to be placed on top of it our collective deep-seated wound purifying itself, a natural anticeptic is required to clean out the toxic parasite pathogens that have been around since the moment human beings began to form tribes with the agenda to subjugate, rule and supress the freedoms of another tribe; the matrix still uses the decrepit  3rd-dimensional ideology of the labeling separating of communities as  "good," and that other community over there is "bad". The race or ethnicity category, based on the color system, is out, done no more. The massive majority no longer resonates with it. My solution is to change my ethnic-plus-color classification league each week or month. This week, I am Beige with tints of pink and a splash of yellow. Those are the primary colors I will wear, and if anyone asks me what color or what Native Tribe I come from, my reply, with a beaming smile, is that I identify as "Beige" today. Next week, my reply could be "I am an Indigo," a blue-green shade, corresponding to the 3rd eye. My genetics, according to Ancestry, carry all those colors: black, brown, white, and red, with a hint of yellow on the Cherokee side. Those who crossed the Bering Land Bridge became what we call Native Americans today. In my DNA profile on my mother's paternal side, my grandfather, Winfield Price, was considered one-half Cherokee Native; his ancestors had to march on the dreadful Trail of Tears to Oklahoma, and his mother, Louvina, was a slave until she was eleven years old, living on a plantation in Alabama, much ancestral trauma inheritied from these linegage was cleansed out during an authentic shaman lead Ayahuasca ceremony in the jungles of Peru. Beverly Boot Brown's name on the official birth certificate classified my physical vessel as "Colored", born to a brown-bodied mother named Winifred Brown, ironically, the brownest person in her immediate family, so her married name suited her well. Colored the term the goverment used when my soul encarnated into a body during the generation X era, in Boston, specifically Roxbury, MA, a predominately Black, Puerto Rican, Cape Veridan and West Indian neighborhood with no bi-racial or multi-ethnic box for my parents to check on my birth certificate; that was  A ok with me at the time for I as an innocent pure child, trying to fit in with all races, and learn lessons from souls of all ethnicities, class categories, and religious background. However, growing up, I did not have a clear sense of where I belonged, who I was, or what my station or ranking was in this World; hence, I was easily controlled, venturing to fit into a subset of an ethnic or class group, hanging out with those at the time; it changed regularly. 

During my childhood, I felt more connected to nature and animals than humans, and I loved gazing at the night sky, possibly recalling my true soul's origin from the red star Arcturus, where seven-dimensional beings who communicate through telepathy call themselves "The Rescuers" and beam into human bodies to support Gaia with her ascent. My mother's classification was Colored, hence my classification, the term the regime in power during that period used to describe her. Immediate family, the souls who mostly raised me, were considered, in modern terms, "Black," except my father, William G. Nickerson, a White of European descent, originally from Dedham, MA. They resided in  New Boston N.H. he stopped by once or twice per month for a weekend overnight to visit, contributed to our household expenses, spent two weeks with us in the summer on Martha's Vineyard MA in Tisbury,  the house he bought for us back in the early 1970's when housing was not so outragously expensive as today and paid for my private school education, with is inheritance from his matriarchal blue blood background.,  the Blakes and evolving into what he called a  "Gentlemans Farmer" after he served in WW2 fighting the real Nazi's not the lables souls are getting slapped on their heads today that do not really fit the true definition. "I Am Colorful" was the title of my last blog; check it out after you finish this one, as I explored my personal experiences with race, class structure, and ethnicity to share with special sensitive souls who are struggling with the same issues now. This blog will eventually transform into a full-fledged book, a work in progress. Colors that correspond to the chakra system, for many years, I mainly wore turquoise-colored clothes and turquoise jewelry, the color of the throat chakra; it helped me to speak more clearly, to release fear I carried from early childhood wounds of not being able to speak up for myself,  voice my unique opinions,  feeling out numbered by some angry pockets of ethnically based groups,  creative and talented yet alcholic people surrounded me with shadowly beings who gravitate to people who drink at that level to drown out pain, attach and influence negativiely thoses suffering with addictions. Developing empathic capabilities as a small child to navigate the murky waters, I dropped into in this lifetime, no complaints, I signed up to learn these lessons for sure, from this exact soul tribe, blood-related kinfolk. The basic racist humans, not well traveled or too sophisticated,  who discriminated against me once they found out I was labeled African American, or the term of the day during my early twenties, it resulted in my inability to have clear boundaries and high self-esteem, not to mention past life trauma of persecution for teaching the old ways of the Essenes, not following the King James version of Christanity, but the true way of being Christ like referred to back then as " The Way". The color turquoise and stones gave me the courage to begin speaking plainly about universal spirituality and countless natural, holistic healing modalities that run counter to mainstream beliefs instilled in most souls' consciousness through organized religion at birth. The inhabitants on our Blue Planet are obviously not just one color, or from one star system, or one race of people, for sure, and if you are open to past lives and intergalactic origins of sparks of the divine, that opens a whole other can of colorful worms. It takes me back to Dune reference I opened with, the spiritual side of  Dune, the large worms called the Shai-Hulud dubbed "the Grandfather" or "the Maker" worshiped by the indigenous people of Arrakis,  the Fremen characters in the movie Dune, who their presence dictates every aspect the environmental survival, the religion and the worms produce the valuable spice "Melange" that is a psychotropic extending human life-span, heightens cognitive abilities, unlocks precognition,  allows the Fremen to fold space and navigate starships across the universe without crashing. I see parallels among Frank Herbert's books, the newer  2021 movie Dune, and what is playing out on the grand stage today. More souls are exploring ayahuasca, psilocybin mushrooms, and peyote to connect with Great Spirit and to heal all categories of mental,  PTSD, physical, and emotional imbalances, working with authentic trustworthy well qualified indigenous pass down for generations traditional medicine people, or white-bodied people well trained deep in the Amazon Rainforest, to help us Westerners remember and reconnect to Mother Earth, to with our fellow humans, and walk gently again on our Blue Planet, united as one human family honoring all life forms including the animal kingdom and the plant kingdom. The one percent who are all the way to the core carnal beastly brutes, sometimes referred to as  Reptilians, are fighting over the control of the oil and natural resources, destroying the Amazon Rainforests, the air conditioning unit for Gaia, without a conscience or forethought of the consequences to every living being here now and the new crystal children coming in wired to the Christ Consciousness of 5D and higher,  however the one percent are hell bent on killing indigenous people, and plowing down sacred plants to cover the World with asphalt, contributing to global warming. Wiping out the natural ecosystem,  what they fail to realize is that they are including themselves in this extinction process, unless they want to live in underground bunkers without real rays from the Sun beaming down on their bodies, in an artificial, flimsy, fake earth underground designed for those who can pay millions for a spot. Gaia can wipe them out with one swift earthquake, like lice annoying her. Bye, you're done! I sense catastrophic just pondering that shadowy, slight probability still in the field. Perhaps you came from another galaxy, billions of light-years away, using a wormhole entrance in a high-tech ship to help with the Birthing of The New Earth, or your soul incarnated here for the first time as an act of kindness, a divine assignment to thwart the continued path of destruction and annihilation of the human species. If so, let's band together to ground this in the reality of a New Earth based on unity, unconditional love, and harmony. Welcome to the dawning of the Age of Aquarius, a two-thousand-year cycle that some say commenced in the early 1960's, moving expeditiously upward to Oneness awareness, 5D, and One Human Family collective consciousness, a placid time! Notice how UFO classified documents are deliberately being released to the masses in 2026? Please do not fall for the FEAR: False Evidence Appearing Real. The narrative the controllers designed: to panic the mass consciousness because Aliens from other planets are arriving to slay Earthlings. Just like humans, some ETs are kind, and some are not, but if they can travel light-years away, a single laser beam can take out Earthlings. Many of us remembered our galactic origins in early childhood. If you are open to reincarnation, you could have been classified as a white aristocrat in one life here on Gaia and then reincarnated into the slums of the untouchables in India in a brown body to get a taste of that lifestyle,  your soul chose those two extremes to learn, mature, develop, and ascend up to the higher oscillations of vibrations to contribute to the New Earth maturation. My soul originates from the brightest star in the constellation Bootes, Arcturus, roughly 37 light-years away. My game plan was designed to be launched when the new technology came online, as I was foretold in an astrology reading twenty years ago, and here we are now. Time flies when you're having fun! I, like many others, am here to lighten the load for many who are stuck in the matrix prision of fear, as I am doing for myself, reconnecting to the root source we all sprang from, Great Spirit, as a minuscule spark of the great I AM. I had to learn how to do it for myself first, staying rooted in unity and a non-judgmental response when confronted with strife or unmet expectations of others and the collective. Learn the lesson, then teach and pass it forward.   

Through my spiritual practice, I may have worked out bountiful triggers associated with this old branding, engravings on my state-issued documents, or the injury that resulted from the change of treatment I received by those who found out later I was classified as a colored, negro, black or African American, not white as my appearence implied to their eyes, what ever term was deemed acceptable at the time, all the same to me for I am a spark of the divine first and foremost a spark of light here to help with our Blue Planet millions will raise up to New Earth consciousness, yes in the early 1960s blacks did not have equal rights all over the USA, south of the masion dixson line it was not even legal for a classified colored to marry a classified white until 1967 Lovings vs State of Virginia was passed. My mother and other ancestors told me gasp-inducing stories of cruelty imposed and sanctioned by the US government. Watching newsreels while still an impressionable child, living in the Theta State of consciousness under the age of seven, subconsciously sculpted my personality; it turned me into someone with a sensitive stomach, a jumble of nerves, not knowing if someone was going to switch on me due to the racial divide and their unhealed trauma. I was labeled as oversensitive in the late 1970s, scanning the room for potential threats from unstable, hot-tempered characters in my family. My white aristocratic father even spoke of his mother, a White Blue Blood with Ancestry from England, a Blake, saying to him as a teenager "Why did you marry and Irishman and bring forth something like you?"  grandma Beatrice when exaspherated by his teenage behavior, plus she felt abandoned by her hansom Irish husband who died young from smoking too many Turkish cigarettes, and drinking too much of the bubbly, but still quite an interesting chap. You know history; it is clear how the English treated the Irish, both of the same hue, just from different parts of Europe, and genetically, the Irish could not metabolize the sugar in alcoholic beverages too well. Now, I do not subscribe to the theory that we are the victims of our genes, the environment, beliefs, and lifestyle. After reading "The Biology of Belief" by Bruce Lipton, originally published in 2005, with the expanded version released approximately ten years ago. I highly recommend this book and his YouTube talks. It will release you from the thought that you are fated to have a chronic illness because your family lineage suffered from it, and the concept of " The survival of the fittest" coined by Darwin. 

It is easier for me to stay in a state of sernity after a Kundalini yoga kirya set lead by Life Force Academy, proped up on a handmade cushion designed by the indigenous peoples of Lake Titicaca, my favorite, ultimate energizing sacred site in Peru, listening to Dante Baker's original sound healing, crystal bowls, Tibetan bowls, Native American flutes, pan drum, and electric drum music on SoundCloud all the while drinking ceremonial grade cacao from Guatamala sprinkled with rose petals on top, looking at the trees, behind my balcony, catching a glimice of one of my pantheon or primary totem animals the fox and the owl. The appealing balcony, surrounded by trees and filled with birds, feels extra safe because I just saged my space with black, red, yellow, and white sage, adding sizable chunks of frankenscense and myhrr. Topping it off with pure essential oils crafted by Mikael Zayat, wearing one of my favored blends designed with a combination of oils to help relax the nervous system, named "Letting Go," a chosen essential oil for releasing emotional and physical pain, of course, completing the atmosphere with an olive oil covered, colored candle lit with an intentional word representing my desire etched into the side. 

At this time, I have no political affiliation, not a Blue or a Red; two wings of the same sick bird, disillusioned by both sides' leaders that are being bought and bribed, working in the interests of big pharmaceutical companies, the military-industrial complex, and large agricultural companies. Sitting in the middle as a self proclaimed purple iridescent being that might be called a purple the combination of red mixed with blue or better yet an indigo, a color that is a mix of blue and red with a touch of yellow , indigo represents the third eye chakra, the Sanskirt name is  Ajna meaning "to perceive" or "to command," it is the sixth primary chakra in the body and is associated with intuition, inner wisdom, and higher consciousness, a wide opening of this chakra is the trajectory souls of all colors, religious backgrounds and spiritual practices around our Blue Planet who are  rising up to 5D are now operating with a fully open 3rd eye seeing into the souls of each other, communicating etherically, empathically, channeling higher dimesional beings, archangles and prophets of the past  and reconizing other luminous  energy beings who signed up before birth to  reincarnate here now to help Mother  Gaia with her birthing the New Earth acting as divine doulas, midwives and rebirthing coaches teaching breathwork to the masses stuck in the birth channel to  ease the pain of all that is happening during the contractions , explosions, fire, pain and suffering no longer being hiddened in the shadows. At times,  do you feel like you want to purge, poop, pee, scream, and shake at the same time? When your 3rd eye is fully open, you can see through the veil and the untruths spewed by the mainstream media machine; their shadowy magic spells of lies are no longer operative in your or my celestial sphere. The veil is very thin, my Earthlight friends; boobie traps are set all over the place to trigger you into rage, vengeance,  panic, fear, sadness, guilt and self-loathing. The establishment's marionettes have thrown out the chum, so to speak, and watch from their Plutocratic perch, enjoying the peasants descending into purgatory and provoking each other to the point of extinction, fighting for scraps, GMO foods covered in pesticides, topped with high fructose corn syrup to close their opening pineal gland that naturally comes along with " The Shift". Do not step into one of those traps, designed for you to gnaw your own leg off to get out, so you cannot walk up the ascension path, up into the higher realms of consciousness; don't get off course from your divine blueprint and soul mission, and soar upwards, for enough in the collective have already arrived.  

I love to watch and highly recommend these YouTube-famous astrologers, such as the Leo King, Rick Levine, Joni Patry, and Christopher Renstrom, just to name a few of my go-tos for getting a cosmic pulse on what is happening during this astrological cycle,  Even though the complexities of houses, trines, sextiles and conjunctions are still beyond my grade level at this juncture for me  to elegantly expound upon,  a student of astrology it's a process like starting with basic signs , then going on to the houses , then going back in time at the historial charts,   peering  into the future  predicting major earth changes,  political happenings comparing to past events such as the Spanish Flu  pandemic of 1918 to 1920 we experienced the made in a lab version  one hundres years later in January 2020 the same planets were in alignement  and astrological sign configurations of that  past plague  was predicted three years before by the Leo King in 2017 by him  over-laying the chart data, many did not want to hear his warning even ousting him out of some prestigous astrologic conventions for not getting the Jab that did not slow down the spead at all,  I listened and took only the guidiance of my Naturopathic Doctor, Homeopathic Practioner , Tui Na Master  and Herbalist on how to protect myself during the Covid debacle. The same scenarios are playing out on the global stage now with the threat of WW3. Not to fret, my Earthlight friends; the higher-dimensional beings will not allow earthlings to blow up the planet, for it would cause a ripple effect that would harm other solar systems and galaxies. The astrologers have all warned us that we are currently living in the time of Fire and Air, which marks a 200-year cycle on the light side, emphasizing intellect, technology, and collective connection. With seven planets in Aries now, the sign of conflict, anger, and war, on the positive side, new beginnings, brand new starts. My advice has been: whenever you can, avoid all petty conflicts in your home with family members, online in the comment section, and especially in the streets; for example, if someone cuts you off in traffic and gives you the finger take a deep cleansing breath even if you know they are in the wrong just smile or look the other way and keep driving down the road within the speed limit for you do not know what happened to them that day, not to mention in this lifetime, with historial trauma coming up to be healed all over our Blue Planet you could easily be the brunt of impassioned road rage that has absolutely nothing to do with you unless you make it about you and take it personally and create negative karma with that soul, my teachings is to keep sailing along in the sea of good vibes, do not let the wave do not crash off your etheric tranquil surf board and get hit in the head or worst drown over a trival tantrum the unhealed part of another soul the heat of the moment, you intersected with. 

Recently I have felt called to take a quick snapshot of some controversial cases being reported on podcasts, for I can not tolerate the mainstream right-leaning media reports or the left-leaning media reports delivered by superficially attractive talking heads reading of a script, handed to them by the sponsors of the station, for example brought to you by Pfizer, who conveniently left out the side effects of the jabs, lack of clincial trials, and the numerous reports of myocardis and turbo cancers that resulted in thousands of spike proteins manfactured in our blood turing off our natural killers cells seeking out other preditors floating around our internal organs such as cancer cells. We can cure many chronic diseases, including the gain-of-function flu designed in the Wuhan Lab in China, cheaply with safe, effective natural remedies, holistic modalities, and organic superfoods. With that in mind, I recommend that you do not watch mainstream media at all; however, my spirit guides lead me to some more unbiased podcasters. You can find a decent commentator to learn about current events yourself, or just quiet your mind and go inside to find the answer.  

Ocean Oracle Reading, as it pertains to revealing what happened in the tragic homicide case of Austin Metcalf vs  Karmelo Anthony and the public racial explosion in the town of Frisco, Texas, is the current event topic exemplifying the seven planets in Aries; in addition, the old racial wounds are coming up yet again to be healed. Put on your full-face oxygen mask, and let's dive deep into the crux of the murky waters today. I took a quick glance at the heartbreaking case of  Karmelo Anthony, age 17, on the Centennal High School track team in Frisco TX who was on trial June 1 til June 9, 2026 for fatal stabbing in the heart to death another teenage boy, Austin Metcalf, on the opposing track team Frisco Memorial High School during a meet in Frisco, Texas, and  Karmelo was found guilty of the offense in record time just a few hours deliberation,  convicted of murder in the 1st degree,  sentenced the same day to 35 years sent to an adult prision, not ilegable for parole for 17.5 years. Karmelo's defense claims it was self-defense; the victim pushed him and put his hands on him because he was sitting under the opposing track team's tent due to a sudden downpour, even though he was invited under by a mutual friend. Karmelo, 5'8", 130 pounds, warned Austin, 6'2", 225, with his identical twin brother beside him, not to touch him, possibly knowing he could never win a fair fistfight againt those two giants in comparison to his weight class. This case comes across as an out-of-control Aries, making a mountain out of a molehill, and as Neanderthal territorial behavior. Karmelo said he had "something" in his backpack; if he touched it or tried to force him out of the tent, Austin called his bluff: two rams would have at it. Regrettably, Karmelo really had "something in his backpack": a three-inch knife, to be precise, which is legal to carry in Texas but certainly not on school grounds. My process for Ocean Oracle Readings is simple: I cleansed myself, put on Binaural Beats with ocean sounds to shut off the beta chatter, closed my eyes, and pulled four seashells from the Ocean Oracle deck of two hundred seashells potentialities to interpret what the four shells reveal about the truth about that heartbreaking day to divulge what really happened. Adding my Scorpio/Cancer rising watery sensibility to dive deeper into the psychological motives, ancestral wounds, and karmic patterns of both young teenage boys behind the actions on that deadly day, my question to the Ocean Oracle was: what was the psychological state of the convicted perpetrator? Is there a message I could gather from Austin, the victim, who is now in spirit? Kamelo has straightaway entered into a living miserable place now in the Texas adult Prison Industrial Complex, placed alongside those who are actual lifers, cons, shot callers,  hardened criminals to the bone, no chance of parole, searching for young new inmates to exploit like Karmelo, who will do much more than shove or ram him onto the floor for at least 17.5 years up to the possibility of  35 years. No African Americans were on the jury; therefore, a strong case for appeal is pending, not a jury of his peers, if the African American label still stands in the USA. A tragic case all around for two childish, testosterone-filled teenage boys whose fates collided, a metaphorical ram's headbutt on April 2, 2025, sparking a race conflict in the local town, a black-versus-white narrative, an explosion initiated in Frisco, TX, and spread out to the entire US.   

The seashells  I picked in order, with my eyes closed not looking at the cards with a clear mind asking the mollusks the small soft bodies invertibrate beings that design their house or shell to live in to protect them from preditors,  to please shed some light onto this alarming event from picking just four cards from Ocean Oracle Deck: the first shell choosen was the West Indian Worm shell #65,  next in line the Lienard's Aneilla shell #109, then the  Golden Cowrie shell #81,  and finally the Ram's Horn shell #157. The order in which the seashells are picked and arranged makes a difference, for it tells a progressive story. Disclaimer: This is the message that came through me using the  Ocean Oracle Deck. I am non-biased and realize Karmelo as of June 9, 2026 is now a convicted felon of murder in the 1st degree killing Austin Metcalf and is awaiting an appeal to be granted; this is not meant to impose my personal beliefs about whether it was a case of self-defense, or he was wrongly convicted of murder, or the verdict should have been manslaughter, and or a crime of passion that carries a much lesser sentence. Was it a racially motivated crime or a case of bullying gone horribly wrong? Or did Karmelo have an unfair trial because no African Americans sat on the jury, or did the Medcalf family have a personal close friend in common with the judge presiding over this case? Questions the public raised, and I asked Ocean Oracle, with my sensitive feelers open, to wade deep and reveal some explanations. This reading is based on the seashells that surfaced on the shore when I asked, "What really happened that day under the track meet tent?" The mollusks that created the seashells revealed some truths, and my naturally sensitive nature interpreted them alongside the brief meanings on the card itself and the deeper meaning spelled out in the Ocean Oracle companion book. It matters in what order the shells are picked, for it tells a story and has a flow, a natural progression so to speak we can follow it together to come up with why in the World this tragic story playing out yet again on the USA's grand stage to flare up yet another racial fiery uruption a tragic example of the astrology playing out in a racial fueled frenzy storm with smolerings of post slave truama, overseer discrimnation rising up to be looked at and healed.   

Shells are picked in order:  the seashell #65, in the first position of this reading, is the West Indian Worm Shell; the short, simple meaning is "Something completely out of one's control, something spoiled." Diving deeper into the meaning, Worm Shells are not worms at all; they are called that because these shells undergo uncontrolled coiling, instead of the neat, symmetrical spirals most univalve mollusks produce, which are considered beautiful, a natural work of art, and a jewel from the depths of the ocean. The worm shell is picked the most, as it's the one my clients feel repulsed by, don't like, or get the heebie-jeebies from looking at. Let's set the stage for the day back on April 2, 2025, when it all went down. It was raining hard at the time, and someone on the opposing team who knew Karmelo signaled for him to come under the tent to dry off. His team apparently did not have a pop-up tent. What started as causal teenage testisoterone banter over territory after he was sitting down for a ten minutes,  Karmelos' personal space violated,  he was disrespect, not wanting to be perceived as a  "I am a punk push over"  to acquiesce to the larger white bodied football player telling him to leave it could have been a small spark of shoving spiraled escaled completely out of Karmelos control for he does not have mastery over his anger, this card suggests he did not think about this for more than a nano second, just knee jerk reflex. Now both his life and Austin's life are disastrously spoiled forever. The next-in-line seashell is #109, Lienard's Ancilla, with the basic meaning "Being appreciated for one's services." Diving deeper, I see clearly that this shell refers to Austin, the teenager who was stabbed with a three-inch knife directly into his heart, resulting in his immediate, untimely death with no hope of resuscitation on the scene, as reported by the EMTs who arrived. All the witnesses who took the stand for the prosecution were on the Memorial High School team, Austin's teammates, friends, and admirers, and from the same school as him, where Lienard's Ancilla means he was highly regarded as a track team athlete and served as the MVP linebacker for the school's football team with his identical twin brother Hunter, both 6 ft, 225 pounds, strapping, strong, and handsome young athletes. Whereas Karmelo was on the opposing team's side, black and 5"8 only 130 pounds which, according to this seashell, could have swayed the witnesses to leave out key details of what actually happened just before the stabbing such as the level of agression was the shove, push or punch did he fear he was goinh to be plummeting by Austin and his brother initiated towards Karmelo and maybe other team players are involved in the initimdation tactics, hard to see from the servaliance camera. Sports teammates tend to stick together, often not crossing the line in the sand of race, which could have hurt the claim that Karmelo made in a self-defense move, or because he was afraid for his life, which is why he pulled out a knife. The third seashell is very telling indeed: the Golden Cowrie #81, short meaning "Feeling cursed; a run of bad luck." Karmelo sure did have a serious streak of bad luck after he stabbed Austin, with a lengthy prision sentence of up to 35 years, he could stay in prision until he is age 54  even not eligible for parole until he is in for at least 17.5 years, the amount of years he had lived on the planet times two what a pitfall Karmelo fell into a false macho shadow he has fallen into now surround by concrete walls, bars with grown men real tough old guys, lifers cunning felons sizing him up when in walks into a living hell atmosphere, with only his teenage wits to manuver around does not feel promising for him,  the shells reveal he be a target for constant harrassment, extortion, sexual explotation attemps and deeply disturbing violence. He was tried as an adult even though he was just 17 when it happened. This is the one personal opinion I will give, teenagers under 18 should not enter the adult court system their brains have not full formed copious amount of children are living in video war games, homicidal games winner kills the most players while ingesting mind alerting drugs both illegal and legal prescription drugs pumped into their systems under the auspisous claims of treating ADHD caused by high furtose GMO corn syrup blended into most packaged foods these days and way too many vaccines on the childhood schedule as apposed to the 1960s and 70's. Conversely, so  Austin; a streak of bad luck, to put it mildly, struck him square in the heart, placing him in an early grave with a mother and father to mourn and miss him for the rest of their natural life, his identical twin brother Hunter who shared the womb with him and shared a special connection that only twins can explain feeling a part of his soul is missing. A shove that happens all the time amongst teenage boys turned into a sudden death for a 17-year-old in front of his identical twin brother and left his parents to grieve forever; Austin, with his whole life ahead of him, possibly college, career, marriage, children- truly disheartening. Metcalf's family can never celebrate those milestones with him. Now the Medcalfs are flooded with death threats, swatted, and found themselves in the middle of a mini race war in Frisco, Texas, wondering how the World is; this is our life now: my son just went to a track meet like usual that day? Conversely, Jeff Metcalf, Austin's father, has allowed his grief to turn into rage, resulting in his spewing racial slurs all over the internet after drinking too much alcohol, inviting in the lower spirits, so he ranted racial slurs on mass media to stir up more poison to be released into the atmosphere. Back to the mysterious Golden Cowrie shells found near the Fiji Islands, worn by chieftains who believed their souls were encased in them, and to protect this precious shell, Fijian society is highly communal and hierarchical. The golden cowrie was one of the highest symbols of prestige in traditional Fijian society. Only high-ranking chiefs and nobility were permitted to wear it as a personal ornament. Hereditary chiefs rule over tribes (Yavusa) and clans (Mataqali), holding immense social and cultural authority. They placed a curse on anyone who dared to take these rare shells home, similar to the Hope Diamond Curse, which legend has it that anyone owning the Hope Diamond suffered serious consequences; the same happened to tourists who dared to take these rare shells home, failing to honor the signs on the beach.The shell is so culturally tied to Fijian leadership that scientists have given the species the subspecific name turanga, which translates to "chief".

My interpretation is twofold: number one is some historical ancestral trauma exploded ultimately to be cleared for the collective,  a historial family curse resurfacing yet again between these two families in addition massive negative karma had led to this mountain-out-of-a-molehill calamatious for both kin folks on each side involved, heavy,  gloomy, shadowy, violent, unhealed karma between the two families Southern folk,  that goes all the way backwards seven generations in the past it, destiny with the current astrology this shocking bloodshed regrettably could not avoided in these beings exsistance, sad for both families, unresolved pain, whether or not Austin did push him first,  an infected mind, over-exaggerated reaction, possible biochemical mental imbalance tracing back deep into Karmelo's psyche due to the anguish his people were forced to endure for centries, listening to the wrong voice saying " I show him you can not push me around"  Karmelo, displaying false bravado, untrained in honorable, disciplined fighting techniques, and failing to consider the real-world, lifelong consequences, not comprehending or realizing the gravity of his actions, until the jail cell door slams shut with no internet, phone, track mets, girlfriend, parents to hug, healthy meals and playing over and over a split second foolist misstep,  it was too late to throttle back or hit the backspace button the knife had been plunded into another boys heart, with blood on his hands. My strongest message from the idea of feeling cursed is that the parents raised approximately $630,000 on the platform GiveSendGo; there are extensive rumors the Anthony's did not advise their son to plead guilty for a possible lesser sentence or seek a plea agreement to avoid trial if that was on the table,  so the Anthony family could continue to raise money and buy a bigger house in New Orleans. Other big-ticket items to live above their current income bracket. Or it could be they had to move because of the death threats from the supporters on the side of the Austin clan; it's not clear in that regard. Similar to the souls that picked up the precious  Golden Cowrie Shells after being warned it was against the law of that time, for the Golden Cowries were worth a lot money back in those days and the belief the souls of the past chiefs were encapsulated in these shells; no one was allowed to pick up a Golden Cowrie on the Fiji beach at that time for only the Chief could wear them for protection,  it was a spiritual crime to take the precious Cowrie home if you were a tourist or visitor,  it was against their spiritual law and country law. Spending money on anything other than the defense of their son, such as a new home, a new car, or new clothes,  for the other younger children could be considered blood money, so to speak, carrying a negative connotation.

On the other hand, it could be argued that living in that area of Frisco, TX, became unbearable for the Anthony family because friends, teammates, relatives, and white-bodied people who just jumped on the racial divide bandwagon of the Medcafes were aggressively threatening the entire family, including Karmelo's three innocent younger parents, who were not in the courtroom when his lengthy prison sentence was handed down. It feels like a curse to me when your parents get a large amount of money and leave the courtroom when you are sentenced, so he could not look back into the loving eyes of mom and dad before being carted off to an adult prision system. Mr Anthony may not be out until age 54 if he has to do the entire 35 years, and he now had to file for a public attorney to take the appeal case, claiming he was destitute. I'm curious where the funds went. Nevertheless, it could be argued that his parents felt too distraught and knew they could face contempt of court if they displayed any sudden cries, screams, or loud outbursts upon hearing the long sentence. Some internet commentators said he could have pleaded guilty and/or done a deal for manslaughter or a crime of sudden passion that carries a sentence ranging from 2 to 20 years, with eligibility for parole in half that time, instead of having to serve a mandatory time of at least 17.5 years, a huge difference. It's not known whether a plea deal was even offered to Karmelo, according to my internet search. Finally, the last seashell that washed up on the shore to join this divination reveals the psychological motives behind the crime and what is happening all around the World, the Ram's Horn Shell, meaning "Forcing one's opinion on others". In nature, Rams butt heads trying to dominate one another; the astrological sign of Aries is the Ram, hot-headed, short fuse; football is the best example of Ram behavior; it's part of the game to literally head butt and knock over your opponent. Not my cup of tea; never really understood it.

Feels like the old Roman Gladiators clashing heads together, causing brain damage and multiple concussions to me. Austin was a hefty, muscular, fit football jock, 6 ft tall, about 70 pounds heavier than Karmelo. I wish Karmelo could have just blocked the push and walked away like a Zen young man. Karmelo was also a linebacker on the opposing team; they both ran track. Recipe for Ram the bull's behavior that is appropriate during a football game, with a referee making sure all the players play fair, not under a tent during a track meet, with a knife added to the scene. It is alleged that there are reports of Austin being a bully to some of his classmates, including a young teenage woman, but not limited to being a bully on the field. This is a lesson in walking away, taking a deep breath, and not having to prove yourself violently. Absurd: a murder committed over sitting in an opposing team's tent to get out of the rain, and certainly not taking a knife to a track meet or meeting,  responding to a shove with a stabbing. Did he tower over Anthony, with his friends beside him, then push or shove him off the bleachers? The Ram's Horn suggests bullying or bullish behavior; maybe Karmelo did not feel confident he could fight someone that much bigger, with a jujitsu background, so walking away was always the best policy if you can. Maybe he thought his teammates were ready to jump him and outnumber him. Hence, he warned he had something with him he had something in the backpack sadly Karmelo met force with over force which could have been two teenagers butting heads like immature Rams with a few bruises or Karmelo bruised ego instead it turned deadly over some unhealthy masculine, terriortial and unhealthy immmature masculintiy playing out for all the USA to comment on and yet again take sides,  most tragically for all families entangled in this meyham and teenagers who witnessed it now have PDST and all who were afficted in this town, that extended out to the entire World yet again another racial fire storm.

In conclusion, I wish I had a real-time machine to go back in time and put a soothing balm on the hot tempers of both boys and the long historical pain, stored wounds both families may have felt as the aftermath of slavery, racism, and inequality of the living in Texas,  bubbling up in a dramatic way to be healed; it's sad, tragic, and a shame all around. It is brand-new for me to write about a racial explosion involving two teenagers. This case really affected me deeply for both boys when I looked into their native eyes, and they both acted impulsively. What a volatile moment in time that has ruined more teenagers' lives forever. My dream is that the Ocean Oracle can be used as a tool to shed light on the darkness of the ocean's depths, where scary creatures live, and volcanoes erupt in parallel, as the collective unconsciousness unburdens itself, literally and figuratively bubbling up. If we use affirmations, breathwork, candles, chanting, dance, exercise,  qigong, forest bathing, meditation, sound healing, yoga, hug a tree, sacred herbal concoctions, just to name a few of what I have in my tool box, we can create literal heaven on Earth, an Earth collective oneness family circle. Let's give it a go!