I Swear to God they have an Effing Time Machine!!

Every time a [17] drop lines up absolutely perfectly — meaning the c h * n e se rocket that was a non-event, and the [17] drop from May 8th 2020 that had it perfectly predicted — I can’t help but get sort of gleeful inside and feel for certain that they do have access to a time machine.

FYI: If you watched the amazing documentary, F a l l of the c a b a l , you no doubt recall that, at the end, she proposed the theory that j f k jr has access to a time machine, and that he is involved with [17] and the m * litary behind [17] and with the quantum computer, etc.

But the way these drops line up so precisely, gang, month after month, year after year — and sometimes it was a couple of years into the future — how else can you possibly explain it? (And I don’t think l ook in g g lass could be so precise all the time; I think you’d have to actually go and see what exists and then choose the correct timeline, without fail, every time.)

It’s so exciting.

And all these iconic people that have allegedly been dead a really long time — suddenly, not really dead?

In case you missed the post with the Charles Dickens’ character, Mr. Fezziwig… that was the one and only post in my 22 year-career of keeping a blog, wherein I got s h a d o w ba n n ed. I reported that S c * v i n * revealed the te le g r am accounts for m * ch ael j *ck s on and j * m m * r r * son. (!!)

I won’t post it again. You’ll have to go find it, if you are interested. (It is readily viewable to all now, because I deleted what got me banned — a stomach-turning video about f ^^ r & e e M ** s &^ n s in show business, etc.)

So I have been following both of those accounts, and I have to say they are the strangest t e l e g r am accounts I follow. So I’m beginning to believe they are legit.

And which fucking weird-ass timeline we had to get onto in order for all these iconic dead people to not only still be alive, but to also be hardcore “p* tr io ts” is just beyond me.

But I’m willing to get on that ride and take it as far as it’s going to go because it is exciting.

I only wish that we didn’t have the constant revelations of ungodly horrors to contend with at the same time.

I’m now having what constitute “nightmares” every single night, but only because I am trying so hard to process stuff. The bad stuff, I mean. I have complete faith in the good stuff that is underway, and in the even better stuff that I know is coming. But the bad stuff — the broad swath of humanity that thinks (or thought) that the horrors that it was okay to inflict upon innocent animals, children, people — you know? What is that thought process in humans that makes any of that okay? (Not to mention the alleged non-terrestrials that allegedly led these c a b a l folks by their fucking noses right into this stinking pit…)

If you listened to g e ne de c ode and citizen of gotham yesterday, you no doubt recall them saying that anyone who thinks that all “aliens” are benevolent is dangerously naïve… that would, of course, be me. For some reason, I have Anne Frank in the very core of my soul: In spite of everything, I still believe that people are good at heart. And that belief in me extends to the entire Cosmos, apparently, since I seemed, until recently, to be the only one who thought the Anunnaki were benevolent… (well, it’s turning out that some of them are and always were.)

Fucking-A, life is so weird. You have no idea how much time I spend each day thinking about this stuff. For instance– NYC was my home for almost 30 years. Why the fuck did I suddenly end up in this place in the middle of absolutely nowhere, safe — for the most part — from the true atrocities of the scam d emic, from the m*sk mandates, and now the deadly va xes that have overrun NYC (and the world); what led me to this safe haven? And why did I suddenly find myself among these ancient burial mounds? I remember them from my childhood — not from this specific place, but they were all over Ohio, but no one really understood the scope of what they were back then.

Yet, suddenly, here I found myself, in the middle of nowhere, literally surrounded by the ancient burial mounds. The only thing I knew about them was that they were 2000 years old.

Well, since I am a minister– as unlikely as that seems — and since I do think about Jesus much of the time; that idea of “2000 years ago” of course made me think: Wow, Jesus was alive back then. Over in Jerusalem, in Nazareth, in Capernaum. Back when these people here in Ohio were building these burial mounds that I am now walking upon.

(And I do walk upon them — not on the paved paths beside them — because it is always best to let the sacred energies in the Earth go right up into you through your feet.) (Yes, that would be me — the lone girl with the long silver hair, always dressed like some sort of hippie chick, who refuses to wear a m* sk, who refuses to walk on the path…)

It was seemingly by “accident” that I moved here and immediately started to uncover long lost local history books from 200 years ago, when the mounds had been dug up by local farmers and the skeletons of giants were discovered. And that they were sometimes buried with altars that included stone tablets with the 10 Commandments carved on them in ancient Hebrew.

And at the very same time, the Latter Day Saints showed up at my remote door in the middle of nowhere and told me that these burial mounds were sacred ground to them, too, because they are written about in the Book of Mormon. And they showed me where it was indeed written — or could be interpreted as such. And that the giants were the Nephilim. Dark angels who fell to Earth, ~~raped~~ impregnated the women and all that.

But I’m still thinking, no, they were not angels. They were real. And by “falling from heaven,” I think they mean that they came from Outer Space. And they were not evil, they were good.

.And then the next thing I knew, I was up at that incredible Kirtland Temple, where Jesus himself appeared to Joseph Smith and they had a great and awesome chat — yes, Jesus appeared here in nowhere Ohio, about 200 years ago, long before the c i a thought to mind-control everyone into thinking that Jesus could appear in weird places like that — and then things went bad for the Latter Day Saints very, very quickly after that.

(But that temple is still holy, gang. You can feel it there. The good and the awful. It’s all there, in the air. Regardless of what you have been taught to believe about Latter Day Saints.)

And so again and again, I struggle to process all this uncanny stuff, and I come to the conclusion that the sole thing that is the most evil here on earth are the minds of certain human beings.

Well, anyway. In addition to famous movie directors and Hollywood producers, and most of the A-list actors and actresses that we all know and love, and perhaps even some of the best boys and grips, and every single person who ever had a hit record on the radio, the other thing that apparently can be really evil is some of those non-terrestrials.

In my dreams at night, I try to figure it all out. And it is disheartening and exhausting. But when my eyes finally open to the here & now each morning, the words that always come to me are the reminders that I took the vow to follow Christ and that I must put on the full armor of God and let life on Earth be whatever it is — go out there every day and walk in it, come what may.

Below, there are some short videos about what is up with the spike pro teins that escape from those fake va x es. (The va x es are loaded with them.) One thing that I found interesting is that they now believe it was the spike pro tein itself that was bio engineered to adhere to the cor no vir us, and that the spike pro t ein was what caused some people to get very sick, especially if they had underlying conditions. (And now, of course, it is the vax that will kill you. It’s a time bomb, waiting to happen.)

When I got the vi rus last Easter, it did indeed attack my ability to breathe — it depleted oxygen from my lungs, my brain, my blood. It was unlike any “virus” I had ever had and so I really believed, even back then, that it was man-made. That is wasn’t from some bat in w u h *n.

Anyway. Some interesting videos below, so check them out at your leisure if you haven’t already.

And some good news! Chief Justice Clarence Thomas, the sole Federal U S Judge who apparently is not a pe do phile, finally declared that any s * cial m* dia banning speech that is protected by the First Amendment is unconstitutional, and that Section 230 itself is UNCONSTITUTIONAL.

Finally. A beginning to the end of all this cen s or ship. Perhaps even the beginning to the end of me having to type in this fucking weird way, day after day for a year now!

All righty. Enjoy your Sunday. If you celebrate Mother’s Day today, enjoy it. Thanks for visiting. I love you guys. See ya.

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