M.I.A. responded to many comments I made on her lG live yesterday. Probably one of the most entertaining hours of my life, but no replay. I was once a part of her cult following. You could say I still am, as I pay attention… but now cringing more than anything. She crossed the line once she came to diametrically oppose her original beliefs. The irony was that she was an influence that made me start question New Age logic 7 years ago. So was I bit starstruck? Sort of. It’s different behind a screen.
If you haven’t been up to date, I’ll just say the stream ends with her saying “don’t even mention ICE.” She’s gone from addressing the problems of the world to claiming that prayer and Jesus is the ultimate and only solution. That’s why I sat in this stream in the first place. That’s what I want to address most, in general. You do you. Though if you choose to look away and you choose pacifism, and you also look down your nose and claim that pacifism is a spiritually superior stance, we need to have a talk. That’s where I disagree and draw a boundary. I cannot support that and the true spirit of service within requires I disrupt it.
I practice an active spirituality. I promote a spirituality that contains an element of activism. I’m not saying go out and dedicate your entire life to a cause. I’m saying: have a message. Take a stance. Do not remain neutral. Stand up for your values. Protect yourself first.
I aim my critique at the realm of spirituality and religion—not as a secular outsider, but as someone within spiritual culture who wants to see it transform. I do not subscribe to the duality of sacred and profane. To me, that split functions as a control mechanism. Instead I ask, “who does this help and who does this harm?” I question effects, not “vibration” and intention. So there you have my preface.
I joined M.I.A.’s livestream yesterday as she announced her new album. I fed her many comments. She acknowledged three of them, while barely addressing other comments directly, beyond her reflections on Björk and Rosalía and what their spiritual beliefs might be.
When I logged on, she was speaking about how, in Ethiopia, Bill Gates is using medicine to control the population. I asked her whether God would save them from the medicine. She said yes—God will.
From that moment, I was glued to the screen for forty-five minutes.
She spoke about how Björk must believe in Gaia—that Gaia is the divine, alive in the Earth. She said she still admires Björk, that she was such an inspiration. But, she clarified, the Earth was created by God. It is part of God, just as we are—but God is greater. You won’t find him in the earth, apparently.
As people flooded the comments in all caps, sending hate, I could feel she was genuinely affected. She kept saying she was about to sign off, yet she never did. I sent encouraging messages despite my internal criticism. She has been an influence. I admire at least who she used to be—though less so now, knowing that all of this chaos seems to be leading somewhere I find deeply misguided.
She ignored questions about whether she still incorporates her original Hindu beliefs. She kept praising the Divine, talking about Jesus. Eventually, I dropped a few comments referencing her lyrics about p$ych3-de1ics, telling her she might want to keep God—but get some of that back.
She showed the album cover—encoded with numerology, perfect dates and times, everything synchronized and affirmed as divinely orchestrated. I affirmed. Then she played some of the new music.
It was gospel.
And I’ll just say—I was blown away.
Not in a good way.
She spoke about sacrifice—about how much she had to let go of to become pure, to become a vessel for God so that her seventh album could come through. I told her that seven corresponds to the crown chakra, so perhaps she’s being coronated now—but hopefully she opens the crown chakra and not just the clown chakra.
I joked about stigmata. She pointed her wrists toward the camera showing brown dots on each briefly—whether a birthmark, a tattoo, or something she framed as supernatural, I didn’t quite get it— but she said it read “Maya.”
She said the album was forged in celibacy and birthed through real, deep pain.
I knew she was sincere.
So I told her: forged in the spiritual fire. Prayer emoji.
Moments later she referenced my words, saying yes—she was forged in the fire.
But before ending the livestream, she said that with God, you don’t need anything. Don’t even talk about what’s going on. Don’t mention ICE. God will take care of all of us. Look away and look towards God…
She’s coming back with power, she said—but really, it’s Jesus who’s coming back with power. Then the video ended.
In my observation, strong morality tends to circle back to the birthplace of strong morality: religion. Our culture imports the moral intensity religion teaches, and people become fiercely attached to their ideas of right and wrong. Figures like M.I.A. become warriors battling what they perceive as evil—often without discernment or balance. For some people like her, it’s really about the moral message being inherent to the brand. Whatever it is, it gives people a sense of belonging… and she becomes the High Priestess.
Strong morality can become oppressive, especially when internalized.
When you submit yourself to a higher religious hierarchy, it becomes easier to bear that weight. The structure connecting you to the Divine absorbs your guilt.
But when you live from ethics rather than morality, the guilt never needs to arise in the first place. Ethics doesn’t ask whether this is “pure or impure.” Ethics asks, “who does this harm, and who does this help?”
She’s calling her next album Martha, because it rhymes with Mata—Divine Mother, and the title of her 2022 album. I instantly started calling it the martyr album. It feels painfully obvious.
It releases on March 11—a 3 -2 – 1 day, numerologically speaking. I cannot wait to hear—and likely cringe at—the martyr album.
I believe in spiritual beings. I believe in archetypal consciousness. I believe we can tap into those forces. Yes, I believe in Jesus. I believe Jesus can heal you if you establish that connection.
But I also believe the human mind can hijack these processes. Organized religion can weaponize archetypal energy—for its own institutional purposes, even for broader structures of centralized power that already exist.
When I speak with believers, I affirm the realm of angels, helpers, unseen guidance. None of that contradicts the fact that without real-world action, nothing changes. Angels are not going to dismantle injustice. Jesus is not going to open the hearts of tyrants on our behalf.
I believe in worship through action—not passive prayer.
To revere the Divine in what you do is empowerment. To pray without action is to accept defeat.
Logic and discernment are not judgment. Yet fundamentalist Christians—and highly unintegrated believers—often experience logic as condemnation. I’ve felt guilty at times even when speaking from neutrality and curiosity. The projections toward anyone attempting to speak clearly are immense.
From the outside, these conversations may look futile. Even if they were, I would still engage—because it fascinates me to understand how minds work. And in these exchanges, I feel my own connection to Source growing stronger.
Praise and honor the Divine in all you do. But also be an activist. Name atrocities. Speak clearly about injustice. Help shift the collective narrative so we can transform oppressive, destructive, polluting, patriarchal systems.
You cannot claim awakening while ignoring the ways religious and spiritual power structures have amplified passivity and enabled oppression.
As for the experience itself of this live-stream with my fallen cult leader—
I was entertained.
It was strangely affirming that I found words sharp enough to catch her attention. It was like a dream come true. I hoped I would interact with her one day. I dismissed it as a fantasy, but there you have it!
And yes, part of me wonders why I’m rubbernecking what feels like someone’s descent into something unstable.
But I’ll admit:
It was a lot of fun.
And yes, there are people out there who love the idea that she’s created a fashion line with embedded medals that supposedly protect us from EMFs. I liked the idea at first, too.
But if you look at the reviews, people have actually bought the pieces and tested them — and found no measurable protection from electromagnetic fields. They’re simply very expensive clothes with a certain aesthetic.
But hey. You do you.
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