Even though I don't believe in channeled material, this material I've been told is channeled. It flew out of me, uninterrupted, except for a power outage and even though I never hit save, it was still here when my computer came back on.  

In reality, all of you had a pill to swallow.
The Red pill or The blue pill.
Two very different virus options.
Each causing a nasty illness of the psyche.

One came with more immediate symptoms of dread, depression, heart palpitations as well as an obnoxious taste in the mouth, like an old root canal gone bad.

The other caused some to have the sensation of bugs crawling on the skin, a constant ringing in the ears, paranoia, and or a burning in the throat.  Both are extreemly toxic. Each pre-designed to be fatal to human kindness and love.  Don't be fooled, one virus is not better than the other.

Laying awake in the dark, you ask, "God, is there really no cure?"  
Is there no clinical trial?
Is there any new drug to Google?  Don't bother.
Sadly, most of you will have stage 4 soon.

It's evident by the line drawn in the sand in your daily rants on social media, pictures of your perfectly staged life, your secret inability to dig out of debt, your stagnation of thought, your need to tell all, your short attention span, your lies, your immediate desire to be heard, seen, felt, and adored by more, more, more, more, more, unknown, empty faces, with empty "likes" and shallow scripted comments that you are terribly sick.

You debate over how soon you should give your child an iPhone. You give up the best years of your life to get money to buy what you have been told you need to feel good and be loved.  You banter over the "tweets" of the day.  We hear you yell and talk about your family and friends because you believe your virus is different than theirs.  It doesn't matter which pill you took!   The virus isn't new, it's been made more powerful by the last pill you chose. You are scared.  You should be.  

Believe us, when the red virus has the nerve to say, "May God bless you." The blue virus will soon say the same.  One is not better than the other.  They both kill kindness and love. God, is not going to bless you.  Get this straight, you don't need to have the virus ask for a blessing for you. That's really sick. It's gross and slimy.

God is in those that run into a burning house, that carry the bloody dying, and in those that want anonymity.  God is also in those that run and hide, crave 15 minutes of fame, and don't give a dime to the poor.  That is what you have been told.   Do you believe it?  God is all.  What do you believe?  Robyn thinks she sees God in the eyes.  Do you believe that too?  

You have been so sick for so long and you are wasting your visit.  
The virus is out of control and if you haven't figured it out, you will.
We are clearing the planet.  It's all a cycle and cycles repeat.  
Some of you will understand and some of you will think this is entirely BS.
Robyn doesn't  want to publish this.
She has no choice.
We need you to get better soon. 


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