David Wilcock – Child of Hamelin

When the World Went Still, the Signs Began

I write this in memory of David Wilcock, and in thanks to Corrine – friend and a fellow fan for reminding me of this story. It was the 2020 lockdowns. All of humanity had suddenly shifted from constant movement into stillness. Before that moment, life had been a continual storm of choices, obligations, noise, work,Continue reading “When the World Went Still, the Signs Began”

The Simpler Answer, and the Mantle Left Behind

In the first days after the announcement of David Wilcock’s death, the mind does what it always does when struck hard: it begins building chambers. One chamber says suicide. Another says murder. Another says spiritual warfare. Another says discrediting operation. Another says burnout, lawsuits, trolls, grief, isolation, and the slow fraying of a once-bright cord.Continue reading “The Simpler Answer, and the Mantle Left Behind”

Disclosure and the Burden of Discernment

First thoughts within the first 24 hours of the announcement of David Wilcock’s death There are moments when the world does not so much change as tilt. A name enters the stream in a new way. A voice that had become familiar falls suddenly into silence. And all at once the air fills with fragments—grief,Continue reading “Disclosure and the Burden of Discernment”