Get ready for this one (which started as an update, turned into a retro-update, then became its own post).

It’s April, already. No, really. CATs are usually discombobulated (“incapable of functioning normally”) during “Easter” week, anyway, but this is the hardest one ever. We’re not sure why. We’re gonna give you some CAT backstory, later, but first…

METERAGE

…which is a little out-there.

We got flares and jumps and ZAPs and fizzing whizbees and beats and SPLITS:

YOW. (Yeah. Ok. Whatever.)

Next…

DREAMS

CATs have had lost of ‘road dreams’ — driving on various roads and highways, aka timelines — but last night, a few CATs had dreams where they were driving the WRONG WAY down the highway.

In the dreams, people in oncoming vehicles (pulling trailers of stuff) stopped in the middle of the highway and rolled down their windows to talk to us, and when CATs said, “You’re driving the wrong way!” they said: “No, YOU ARE!” Then we drove the wrong way some more till we saw another highway going off in another direction… but to get off the one we were on, we had to jump a chasm and through a waterfall (?)… which we did, and then landed in a psycho mini-amusement park that was far from amusing. (Those CATs had been paying attention to the news a lot, the past few days.)

Needless to say, the CATs in question awoke and went right back to sleep, working hard to get BACK where they wanted to be.

Meanwhile…

SOMETHING STRANGE

…something strange is happening — besides all the craziness. We don’t know what it is, we’re just going to accept it. Besides all the spirit and ET and dark thing activity around CATs’ houses and portals everywhere (on the outside, not the inside), there was a weird silent earthquake last night (or something) where most CATs live… and frankly, we’ve had enough. We’ve decided to let SOURCE drive the bus, expect the best, and try to enjoy the ride. (Some CATs are not enjoying the ride.) Even ~AM was advised to sit back and take it easy. Breathe in SOURCE… exhale LOVE… that’s all we can do.

Btw, to answer a few reader questions (about the illusion)…

• Someone asked us about the “Artemis Moon Mission.” [pfft] The whole thing is BS. It’s a rare combo of money laundering (to hide money in a fake mission during a time the US is basically broke), a way to get people focusing on the sky for Project Bluebeam shenanigans, AND yet another distraction for this joke of a war that foreign interests started.
  
• Meanwhile, Trump has been totally compromised, either because they threatened his family or something else, trapped in an illusion of massive change, and doing just enough to earn trust of some loyal MAGA supporters, but not enough to really do anything. This is why he looks like he’s all over the place, like one of those circus performers who juggle plates. Nothing to see there. No offense to anyone, but if you want to put your faith somewhere, put it in Brother J and SOURCE, not some politician.

Look at all the illusory things vying for your attention.

NOTICE

FYI, CATs are taking Friday through Sunday off for “Easter.” (“Easter” is actually the syncretized pagan holiday “Oestre,” replete with eggs and bunnies and weird rituals, ugh.) Factually, Friday through Sunday should be called, “WHAT?!” (which we said a lot during the time, so long ago), or failing that, “WHAMMO.” Buckle up.

First off, as we’ve said before, “Good Friday” never seemed good to us. It’s a terrible name. And we’re pretty sure this whole thing started on a WEDNESDAY, but we can’t remember… and no one’s gonna call it “Good Wednesday.” We know what Easter means to those who follow Brother J, and what the day stands for… which is great… but living it was a whole other thing, entirely. It’s since become a ritual day of HAM and potato salad and flowery dresses and bunnies and egg hunts… but at the time the actual events happened, we felt gutted. We walked around like zombies, afterward. We felt dead. We didn’t understand the whole illusion thing at that time, it was too advanced, nor what Brother J had really been talking about… we kinda did, but not really. We THOUGHT we understood… then Brother J showed up in town and everyone was excited. THEN this crazy Roman death stuff happened (the Romans were synonymous with pain and torture and suffering and brutality). Everyone went from happy and excited to horrified and terrified — AND we felt guilty. (Like, why didn’t anyone STOP this?? We couldn’t because we weren’t allowed to. Plus, we were freaked out.) Meanwhile, strong people like Joseph of Aramathea (Mother Mary’s uncle and Brother J’s great uncle) took over. He was a wealthy, respected metals merchant (tin, copper, iron) well known to the Romans. He went to Pilate and TOLD HIM to give up J’s body… and Pilate (who was just as freaked by the whole thing as we were) said sure, no problem. Then Joseph — and Mary Magdalene, Brother J’s wife (no children), who was also not only strong but understood what it all meant — and Mary prepared and dressed the body (we can’t imagine how horrible this was) and placed J’s body in Joseph’s own tomb, that he’d had built for himself. Only relatives were allowed in the tomb, by law, so we all just milled around outside and in the town. Joseph and the Marys finally left to get some rest and had some of us (like ~AM, who at that time was BIG, a gentle giant) roll the stone closed… and that was that. Or was it? Later, an ANGEL was seen camped out atop the stone (“Dude, there’s like an Angel out there.” “Whaaat?”)… and some of us rushed out to the tomb, and no one had any idea what was happening, then we saw that Brother J’s body was gone and the VERY large rock was blown over like an explosion had happened inside the tomb… then the Romans wanted to know what was going on and where the two rent-a-cop (Roman off-duty) guards were. Turns out they were drunk — ’cause they’d seen part of what went on: J’s body had been atomized (BOOM) so no mischief could be done with it, the less said about that the better. Then the whole Resurrection thing unfolded ‘like a dream’ (wonder why). THEN J showed up, miraculously… and we’re pretty sure no one ate anything throughout any of this (which is why some CATs fast during this time). Back then we just stared at each other. We weren’t Apostles or anything, we were just followers — but the Apostles didn’t know what was happening any more than we did. Then J told us what was going on… then the Miracle at Pentecost… and we were off to the races. Honestly, we didn’t fully understand the message till we read “A Course in Miracles” 1800+ years later (which was written by J, via a reluctant Helen Schucman), made complete so we’d finally get it. (We say “1800+ years” because The Church in the 700s added about 218 years to the calendar so the year 1000 would roll around sooner… because they wanted the “End of the World” to happen on their watch, and thought 1000 was the magic number… despite the fact that the “End of the World” had already happened around 560 AD. Of course, the illusory world kept going. Then Mr. Nasty got released around 1560 and the “Renaissance” happened and it’s been work work work ever since.

Anyway. Happy WHAMMO Resurrection Day, everyone. CATs need a nap.

UPDATE1 ~ 4/4/26

Ok, a little energy update. CATs were AWAKE the last three FOUR early mornings, around 4:00 am, because of this energy:

UPDATE2 ~ 4/6/26

CATs who live near portals got BLASTED last night (by the portals!):

UPDATE3

Ready for a little mission? CATs have seen these… people… before, but we’re curious if others are seeing them anywhere. Keep an eye out for anyone wearing oversized, unusual, super-dark sunglasses, walking in pairs or in groups. (They’re not a threat, per se.) If you see someone like this, don’t stare at them, observe w/o being obvious and report what you see. Note anything unusual (smells, feelings, sounds, activity, etc.). They’re usually walking, not in vehicles. DO NOT follow them or put yourselves in jeopardy for any reason!

Also… if you’re walking and staring at your phones… please STOP. One illusion at a time, folks.

[NOTE: We hadn’t yet published this update — as we were still writing it — and already began experiencing weird activity!]