Watch the water. It’s not a jacuzzi.

My words are not for those who cannot decipher my intent. David Snedeker

"I spend my days laying stains on my joy. So much that I can't find it, anymore." This isn't for everyone, nor is it meant to be. This is a moment in my journey out of the ashes of a shattered world. The picture you see here is not a photo shoot. I took it myself in the doorway of a trailer I lived in this summer during 239 days without a home to call my own. Like my awakening experience that I've shared with millions around the world to help them through their awakening, here is my journey through the fire of loss after loss after loss after loss after loss in hopes it may help you through any loss or grief you may be experiencing or have experienced. We all fall. Get back up. Much love, Dave You will find similar content here and additional interviews and commentary on the world around us on X - https://twitter.com/DaveSnedeker and Rumble - https://rumble.com/user/TheIndoctriNATION All my content is and always has been FREE. If you would like to support me, thank you and you may do so here: https://www.givesendgo.com/GBC84 or Cashapp: $DavidSnedeker

The Head Sned shares a very personal journey. Every podcast and show is free to listen. If you’d like to donate to this content creator, you may donso here. https://www.givesendgo.com/GBC84

The Head Sned takes us on a minful journey through the subtle yet very effective control mechanisms. This is the first part in a 3 part series. Please leave comments of other ways they indoctrinate us and share. Thanks, Dave

How far have we fallen? David Snedeker takes us on a very personal reflection of The Storm we are currently weathering.

David Snedeker adds deep perspective to the odd events unfolding right before us. Enjoy this soothing state as you enter Christmas and the new year. www.TheIndoctriNATION.com

There was no other way. How do we proceed? How do we manage the painful journey?

Sunday night May 15, 2022. Where the hell is Dave? How did you know. Shared from the bed I’ve been in since Tuesday.

The bastardization of art.

We have been conditioned to accept and impose limits on ourselves and others.