Trump and His Life Review, if you’ve wondered.
By BoJenn
You want to know what Donald Trump’s life review might look like? I’ll tell you what I think, based on my own Near Death Experience on February 8, 2019, at UTHC in Tyler, Texas. This is my truth. You can speak for yourself — I’ll speak for me.
Some of you have heard of life reviews. A few of you have experienced them. Mine was real. In the space I entered — a room with no walls, no ceiling, no floor — I stood with myself, my guide, and five beings I call my “panel.” ETs, I call them, because I believe we come from them.
In that place, I judged myself. No one else did. Not even those beings. I faced my life from my perspective. I saw myself — with autism, with deafness — exactly as I am here on Earth. Nothing was hidden, nothing glossed over. It was direct. Honest. Fully me.
And that’s what Trump will get: himself.
He will judge himself, not by some divine gavel, but through the lens of his own self — his beliefs, his ego, his understanding. And that, to me, is where it gets tragic.
You see, Trump has always loved himself more than anything. That’s not love in a pure form — it’s narcissistic, self-serving, performative love. So, his judgment may be blind, shallow, and self-congratulatory. He may repeat the same life, again and again, in a loop of his own making, until he becomes utterly sick of himself… until he desires change.
But meanwhile, we — the rest of us — are left to deal with the childlike, lying, self-loving version of this man that many in America chose to believe in. That the country elected.
They fell for his lies because he believed them first.
He is a mound of lies. Covered in stench. And rot.
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