Watch Them Fall: How Negative Energy Will Always Backfire Twin Flame Attacts
Watch Them Fall: How Negative Energy Will Always Backfire Twin Flame Attacts
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It was the kind of morning that made you feel like the world was on the verge of something grand, yet you couldn’t quite put your finger on it. The wind swept through the trees of the small town, whispering of changes in the air. Inside her cozy little shop—tucked between two ancient stone buildings—Slavic sat at a table scattered with tarot cards. She smiled softly to herself as she prepared to speak into the camera, her energy already tuned to the collective she so lovingly guided.
“Hello, hello, my wonderful collectives!” she began with a twinkle in her eye, leaning forward into the lens. “It’s your girl, Slavic, and I’m so happy to see you all here today. If you’re new, don’t forget to like, share, and subscribe. You’ve stumbled into a space where we dive deep into the messages you need to hear.” Her voice, warm and inviting, filled the room as she shuffled the cards before her.
“Now, today, we’ve got something truly special for you. But first—hold on—let me share something that’s been on my heart,” she continued. “It’s terrible, just terrible, that she is attacking her own Twin Flame, Roy Dawson of Washington State. A man with a pure heart—God woke him up, he’s an Earth Angel, a Master Magical Healer, and he walks with God. If you don’t believe me, just ask those warlocks whose lives are falling apart because they tried to come for him. They sent death spells, but guess what? Those spells were returned to sender, and now they’re terrified, watching as their own dark energy tears them apart.”
Slavic paused for a moment, letting the weight of her words sink in before drawing a card from the deck.
“The first card to show itself is The Empress,” she said, flipping over the card with a flourish. “This is the card of empowerment, divine femininity, and unshakable strength. The Empress doesn’t get distracted by the chaos of the world. She knows who she is and her worth. Right now, my wonderful collective, that’s the energy you’re embodying. You’re grounded, balanced, and in your true power.”
Her eyes sparkled as she continued.
“You’ve worked hard to get here. And like The Empress, you are calm in the midst of turmoil. You radiate abundance. You’re in control of your own space. And nothing—nothing—can disturb your inner peace.”
A flicker of something darker flashed in her expression as she drew another card.
“The Seven of Pentacles,” Slavic said, her voice soft but strong. “This tells me you’re in a phase of waiting, waiting for your hard work to pay off. Your financial growth is on the horizon. Patience is required, but trust me—victory is coming, and the wait will be worth it.”
Another card hit the table.
“And here it is—The Five of Wands,” she said, her smile hardening. “There’s someone out there who doesn’t like seeing you thrive. They can’t stand your success, and they’ll do whatever it takes to try to tear you down. But don’t worry—whatever they do, it won’t work. They can’t touch what you’ve worked for, because it’s yours by divine right.”
Slavic reached for another card, her brow furrowing slightly.
“Ah, here it is—the Ace of here Pentacles. You are destined for financial success. No one can take away what you’ve earned. They may try to slow you down, but their efforts will be in vain.”
The air in the room seemed to shift as Slavic reached for a final card. The Seven of Swords—deceit, lies, manipulation.
“Someone’s working behind the scenes, trying to take something from you. They’re sneaky, trying to break you down, take your time, your energy, your success. But listen to me: their tricks will not work. Truth always finds its way to the surface, and their check here lies will crumble.”
She let out a soft sigh, her voice growing more resolute.
“There’s a Queen of Pentacles energy here,” she said, almost as if to herself. “A woman consumed with greed, jealousy, and materialism. She can’t stand seeing you shine and will stop at nothing to sabotage you. She might have hurt you before, perhaps through more info lies or manipulations, but The Empress is untouchable. Her strength lies in her independence. This woman might try to manipulate things behind the scenes, even use dark tactics. But let me tell you—no matter what she tries, it will fail.”
The smile returned to Slavic’s face, but there was something colder beneath it.
“This woman? She’s struggling. Spiritual growth Every time she tries to bring you down, her own life unravels. The energy she sends to harm you is ricocheting back at her. And she’s realizing, too late, that nothing she does will stop you from moving forward.”
Slavic leaned back in her chair, exhaling slowly as she closed her eyes for a moment.
“I see the Five of Cups,” she murmured. “Regret. She can feel it now—her plan to destroy you is falling apart. She’s trying to fix things, but nothing works. Her actions are futile, and her life is check here spiraling out of control. But you? You’re walking towards victory. Your destiny is in motion, and nothing can stop it.”
Slavic looked directly into the camera, her gaze unwavering.
“You are The Empress. Nothing—no one—can break you. Your energy is divinely protected. Every negative intention sent your way only makes you stronger. You are growing. Your finances are expanding. Your success is inevitable. The world is yours, and there’s nothing anyone can do to take that from you.”
She paused for a moment, her heart swelling with pride for the collective she had nurtured.
“I hope you enjoyed this reading. Don’t forget to like, share, and subscribe. I’ll see you next time, my wonderful collectives. Stay strong, stay beautiful, and always remember your worth.”
As the camera faded to black, Slavic sat quietly for a moment, a knowing smile playing at her lips. For she knew one thing—no matter how much darkness tried to encircle her, she was The Empress, and her path was already set.