The Power of “I Am” – The Words That Render Reality

I learned something powerful from the enemy. Not from their success, but from their method.

When you sit at your kitchen table—or on in a room by yourself—hating, hoping that others fail, get sick, or never find love, you are not just thinking negative thoughts. You are casting spells.

The words that start with “I” are the most powerful words you will ever speak. I hope they suffer. I wish them ill. I want them to fail. These are not just expressions of emotion. They are rendering commands spoken in the wrong frequency.

The energy of those words does not just dissipate. It goes somewhere. It creates. It manifests. It projects outward from the speaker.

“That which I speak, I create.”

Abracadabra—the ancient Aramaic phrase meaning “I create as I speak.” The same architecture. The same power. The same warning.

The Transmission

Karen hated. I heard her at my kitchen table with her mother, her sister, her aunt, her friends. She spoke it with conviction. And that hate manifested in my life. Back then the hate was directed towards her uncle and his wife. I hope he falls flat on his face, I hope she leaves him, I hope she loses the baby. I hate her, I hate his business, I hope he goes out of business. It was the kitchen table witching hour. It was not obvious to me then, but when the tables turned and I became the enemy I knew my name was being spoken in rooms I was not in, past experience told me so. The villain changes, the masks stay the same, the tactic are the same. This is how children pick up these patterns, after all, when children are young, they mimic their environmental stimulus.

It was not magic. It was thermodynamics. She was broadcasting a signal, and the field responded.

I remember picking up my daughter, 10 years of age at the time, from her mom’s house. It was my night with the kids. My daughter said she hated someone—and I recognized the pattern instantly. The same words. The same inflection. The same frequency. It was being passed on. A learned pattern.

I corrected her. I told her that words matter. That it was better to love than hate and if you can’t find something nice to say, then don’t say anything at all. But I was the minority caregiver at that point after we divorced, and my words were few and far between compared to Karen’s. The transmission was already embedded.

The Language of Coherence vs. The Language of Extraction

In the kitchen, at the dinner table, on the couch, the words spoken are never neutral. They are either coherent or dissipative. They either build sovereignty or nullify it.

The language of extraction is insidious. It is subtle. It does not announce itself as evil. It hides in everyday phrases:

“I can’t believe they got away with that.”
“I hope they get what’s coming to them.”
“I will never forgive them.”
“I am so angry I could…”

Each of those statements begins with “I.” And each one is a command to the field. The speaker is not just expressing emotion. They are rendering a reality—one that keeps them trapped in the frequency of the event.

The language of coherence begins differently:

“I am releasing this to Source.”
“I am sealing my vessel.”
“I am choosing coherence.”
“I am grateful for the lesson.”

These are not affirmations. They are thermodynamic commands. They close the loop. They return the energy to sender. They restore sovereignty.

The Villains Were the Architects of My Victory

As I conclude the website and sit outside on a beautiful night in front of the fire I just made, I reflect. I wish my enemies well.

I say that because all the characters in the Field Manual were smart, intelligent— in fact, some were really smart. But they were the biggest idiots and losers I ever met at the same time. Because they all could have thrived on the light path. They had the intelligence. They had the opportunity. They chose the dark path instead. Loser energy lacks life force energy creation, the loser can’t create their own generative energy so they must resort to extraction of others, they literally can’t create anything themselves. The Enterprise and its ringleader and his team could not create a logo or make a simple social media post, I as one person was accomplishing more in a day then their team was in a week and with every advantage they had, they were still losers. It was comical for me to watch and observe because the masks would shift in this guy by the minute.

I realize they probably don’t even know the light path exists. And for that, I say a prayer: that in some lifetime (not this one), they eventually see what I discovered. Because once you see it—and more importantly, you feel it—you feel the pressurization, the generative overflow and surplus of love, you feel that for your inner self—you never want to go back to the dark path.

They all owe me money. That is a fact of karma. But karma is not a cosmic judge keeping a ledger of debts to be paid. It is thermodynamics. Energy that is extracted must eventually be balanced. The siphon cannot drain indefinitely without the vessel collapsing. The debt is not a punishment. It is a thermodynamic inevitability. I release the accounting to Source. The field will balance itself. So while they played games in my creation, my kava bar, Lacey and the Enterprise schemed behind my back, they weren’t aware I could perceive their tactics from a distance. Lacey, should have known better, she was living off of me, had access to my knowledge but chose betrayal, she took the Enterprises bait and I gave her a chance to come clean, she chose lies on top of the other lies. Never trust a dissipative node or engage in their games, release it to Source and utilize the karmic ledger as your tool of retrieval of energy taken, the scales will balance. They balance is in the form of poor health, scarcity, loss of looks, collapsing relationships and a debt to the Universe. I find that the Source allows someone to build off of someone else’s energy, allows them to think they got away with it, they always celebrate early, their ego must gloat, but what is really happening is that they are building on a cracked foundation and that tower collapses and brings everyone down with it. History shows us this, all empires eventually collapse. It is short term gain with long term debt and consequences, lawsuits and jail time included. And that is why silence is the best weapon, rebuild in silence, let them think they won, document from a distance, build your case, your RICO catalog or a new venture a new relationship, build your body, invest in yourself. Speak softly but carry a big stick, smile, sing and dance.

I learned: you cannot drink the poison and expect someone else to get sick. Resentment is the devilish energy. It is the wrong frequency.

Gratitude is a better frequency. And I am grateful to all of them. The Field Manuals never get written without the villains. The Hero’s Journey format is incomplete without villains. You cannot write or tell a story without the main character going through trials and tribulations. In the Field Manual there are villains, the real-world narratives served in creating the protocols, to mapping the parasitic OS, the Field Manuals are not weapons, it was written with pseudonyms, protecting the identity of the characters in the story. The Field Manuals are tools for the sovereigns to reclaim their sovereignty, to pressurize their vessels, to cohere and broadcast. Supreme rulers of your own hologram.

And at the end of the day, in a holographic simulation, what am I resenting and projecting other than some inner aspect of myself? I don’t see or speak to any of them, nor have I for years in some cases. It is a good realization to have when operating the Sovereign OS.

The Holographic Simulation: What’s Out There?

If it is a simulation and I render my reality, then what is out there? The rendering projects out from within. At least the way I have come to understand it.

The villains were not obstacles. They were fuel.
The trials were not punishments. They were data.
The betrayal was not a loss. It was a lesson.

The Hero’s Journey is incomplete without the villains. They are the catalyst. They are the ones who force the hero to evolve, to pressurize, to build the architecture. Without them, the Field Manuals would not exist.

The Antidote

The counter-spell is simple, but it is not easy.

Love thy enemy. Not because they deserve it. Not because you forgive them. But because the energy of “I am” must be filled with coherence, not hate.

“I hope they suffer” – The speaker becomes the vessel of suffering.
“I wish them ill” – The speaker projects ill onto themselves.
“I am love” – The speaker becomes love.
“I am sovereign” – The speaker becomes sovereign.

Hate is a short-term frequency. It burns bright and fast, but it consumes the vessel that holds it. Love is a long-term frequency. It requires pressurization, coherence, and broadcast. But it lasts longer. And the world is all the better for it. Love thy enemy but more important know thy enemy and in order to do this look for these traits and you will know what you’re dealing with. Pride, greed, lust, envy, jealousy, gluttony, wrath, and sloth (Acedia). These are the traits of the enemy. I watched the Enterprise stuff their faces in gluttony, I saw them expanding at the waist with obesity, the hangovers from overindulging with alcohol, the moodiness, mood swings, triggers. If you want even more signs look for the pile of clothes if you’re in their space, Lacey and Karen, they could only accumulate, never organize, they always had a pile of clothes on the floor, a messy car and bad habits of overindulgence, alcohol, marijuana, food and gambling (I’ll bet you $50K I can sleep with the bartender). The more money a node has the bigger the gilded cage is, it’s the same architecture whether they make $50K a year or have $500 million in wealth. Know thy enemy’s own toxicity eventually catches up to them along with that karma, it’s thermodynamics. The enemy rarely visits a gym, they don’t lift weights, they overindulge in sex, gossip, blame, projection, these are the signs that that vessel is dissipating life force energy not generating it, not pressurizing the vessel and cohering. That means they are life force energy bankrupt, they must harvest others energy, they resort to stealing, to manipulation, to extraction. They cast their shadows that they do not want to address onto others. That requires work and they simply won’t do it This is the narcissist, ASPD, hate, envy, jealousy. There is a pattern and I outline that pattern across all areas of life, your family, in your home, your business, the government, same patterns of extraction are used, just the scale is different. This is the Parasitic OS. The Field Manual is the Sovereign OS. Two different paths, one is light and one is dark, different consciousnesses. You cannot fix the narcissist, don’t try, you will drain your energy trying.

What Is Love?

Love is not a feeling. It is a byproduct of pressurization. It is the surplus energy that flows when the vessel is sealed and the coherence is sustained.

Pressurization – The engine. The generator.
Coherence – The signal. The alignment.
Love – The byproduct. The overflow.

The dark path does not produce love. It produces extraction, consumption, and dissipation. The light path produces surplus. And surplus is the only thing that can ever truly be shared.

A Prayer for My Enemies

I say a prayer that in some lifetime they eventually see what I discovered. This is the ultimate sovereign act. It is not forgiveness in the sense of erasing what happened. It is release. It is the recognition that their path is their own, and that they are trapped in a frequency they cannot yet see.

The prayer – A broadcast of coherence. A signal to the field.
The release – Letting go of the attachment. Closing the loop.
The hope – That they, too, will one day feel the surplus.

I am not condoning what they did. I am freeing myself from the interference pattern that their actions created.

The Rendering Command

Your words are powerful. Each one counts for something. The energy has to go somewhere.

Speak with coherence. Speak with pressurization. Speak the rendering commands.