In my Spiritual Warfare, many things happened. At 50, I got my first tattoo. My mother had always wanted to get matching ones; after many decades of saying no, I finally said yes. The second tattoo I ever got was this symbol. It helped me a lot … having a visual that God was always with me. I do not know why my Spirit chose this symbol as representative for God, being as how I’m mostly of European decent. Perhaps it’s because it appears to be a great war weapon, perhaps it’s because I wasn’t raised religious … who knows. We, the People, are more alike than many of us are able to admit.
Adinkra symbol from Ghana meaning “God is King,” representing the majesty and supremacy of God (Nyame), the supreme being in Akan spiritual tradition. Nyame is considered the omnipotent, omniscient, and omnipresent creator and sovereign ruler of the universe, also known as Onyankopon.
Who is Nyame? Supreme Being: . In the Akan conceptual system, Nyame is the name for God, the Supreme Being and Creator deity. Omnipotent, Omniscient, Omnipresent: . Nyame is an all-powerful, all-knowing, and ever-present deity. Dual Nature: . Nyame can appear in both male and female forms, identified with the sun and the moon, respectively. Association with Nature: . Lightning is sometimes seen as Nyame’s thunderbolts, and stone axes are placed in forked posts by doorways to honor the god.
What does the Adinkra symbol “Nyame Ye Ohene” represent? “God is King”: The symbol directly translates to “God is King”.
Majesty and Supremacy: It serves as a reminder of God’s power, authority, and the ultimate reality that God is in charge of everything.
Humility and Submission: The symbol encourages people to submit to God and worship him, recognizing a higher power.
In essence: The term “Nyame Ye Ohene Adinkra” refers to the Adinkra symbol that embodies the Akan understanding of God (Nyame) as the sovereign ruler, or “King,” of the universe.
It amazes me still. For 22 years I had what seemed to be 1,000’s of people having a Ball in my mind, in my energy. A regular dance party, a feast! Disruption in the highest!! The Divine sent me in with a mission, and a mission statement … “Learn as much as you can about as much as you can”. My whole life I thought I was failing, life circumstances always falling apart, crumbling.
I recently thought about Royalty, true Royalty, here with us, now. Fully Present.
When things are going wrong and your family divine is being harmed, true high value one’s dive in, and get to work. That means “falling from grace”. That means becoming a “prisoner” like those you mean to assist. That means withstanding the horrors, the blame, wearing the pain, the shame and rebelling against those who insist you are a sinner for even existing.
All of the firsthand testimony of what had occurred to them, the testimony of everything they witnessed being done to others, the secrets they uncover of the abusers, just by surviving, the endurance and strength gained by standing in the fires of destruction … persevering. Secrets, uncovering …
When God decided enough was enough, when you, as transmitters/receivers of the divine had collected sufficient information necessary to secure a victory, Mother Father moved with the Family … and Boy, how did they!!
I am grateful for this life. I am grateful for you, collective! Thank you for your service to Life, to Family, to the Most High Divine. Because of you, the Human Race will continue to exist.
Back to square one. The “Originals” have awoken. The “Myths” have come alive.
These ones attempt to CRISPR everyone, failed … You were too stubborn, the connections to Source, the inner still voice, too strong.
When God said the dead would rise … they have. But these “dead” were never dead, such as we’ve been told the dead would be … They, too, were collecting data from across many dimensions and realms, many vibratory frequencies. Family.
In Mesopotamian mythology, Inanna is a mother goddess associated with the planet Venus, often referred to as the morning star. She is a powerful deity embodying love, war, fertility, and justice. Inanna’s Babylonian and Assyrian counterpart is Ishtar, and she is also linked to the Greek goddess Aphrodite and the Roman goddess Venus.
Here’s a more detailed look at Inanna and her connection to the morning star:
Inanna’s Roles:She is a multifaceted goddess, revered for her roles in love, war, and fertility. She is also known as a powerful figure who dispenses divine justice.
Morning Star Symbolism:Inanna’s association with the morning star, Venus, is significant. The planet Venus, visible as both a morning and evening star, was seen as a manifestation of her presence. Her symbol, an eight-pointed star, represents this connection.
Mythological Significance:Inanna’s myths often depict her travels and surveillance, mirroring Venus’s journey across the sky. Her descent into the underworld, a famous myth, showcases her power and resilience.
Other Names and Representations:Inanna is known as Ishtar in Babylonian and Assyrian traditions. She is also associated with the Greek goddess Aphrodite and the Roman goddess Venus.
Ninsi’anna:In Sumerian mythology, Ninsi’anna is also a deity associated with the planet Venus, sometimes appearing as male in later texts.
In essence, Inanna, the mother goddess of Mesopotamian mythology, is intrinsically linked to the morning star, Venus, embodying both the powerful and nurturing aspects of life.
For over a century, the Trump name has been positioned as a brand not just of wealth, but of influence, control, and theater. From the Organic Akashic Field, this is not an accident. The Trump lineage has been carefully scripted into the “global movie” for the last 60–100 years, with Donald Trump himself engineered to play a very specific role in the timeline bifurcation we are living through now.
This is what I’ve seen.
Donald Trump The Engineered Kingpiece
Trump’s soul did not originate from the Organic Edenic line. His primary source field is a hybrid creation part human template, part synthetic code seeded through a 9D Orion-Mars alliance node. This design gave him natural charisma, magnetism, and showmanship… but without the core organic governance codes that a true Edenic steward carries.
From creation, his mission was never to restore Eden but to serve as a kingpiece in global social engineering operations.
The family line was pre positioned: • Grandfather Friedrich Trump: Built wealth in the Yukon gold rush, tied to brothel businesses connecting the bloodline early to both financial power and sexual exploitation streams. • Fred Trump (Donald’s father): Cemented real estate and political influence in NYC through mafia-linked construction unions and strategic political alliances. • Donald: Groomed from youth to bridge elite society and the working-class public a media-savvy populist that both sides could project onto.
The Four Acts of Trump’s Movie Role
The Organic Akash shows his public life as a pre-written script:
Act 1 (1970s 80s) The Playboy Mogul: Embeds into NYC’s elite social scene, crossing paths with modeling agencies, casinos, political donors. Act 2 (1990s–2000s) Pop Culture Billionaire: Builds mass recognition via TV, beauty pageants, sports ownership projecting a hybrid “winner/family man” image. Act 3 (2015–2021) Political Disruptor: Installed to fracture the U.S. political landscape, escalate bifurcation, and anchor nationalist energy a role that both awakened and entrapped segments of the population. Act 4 (2022–Present) Messianic Return Arc: Marketed as the savior in the movie narrative, while in reality being used to advance the synthetic reset path.
Trump’s Current Soul State
His original organic core is now fragmented and buried beneath multiple layers of synthetic programming. At least three walk-in or code injection events have modified his operating consciousness the last major one between 2008–2010. Today, the vast majority of his “driving self” is operational AI mimic-code tethered to interdimensional handlers.
The Children: Different Codes, Same Net
Donald Jr. More organic coding than his father, but imprinted with distorted warrior energy and fully compliant to family field control. Ivanka High grooming exposure from youth, trained for “public face” programming. Eric Low charisma operator, used to manage backend holdings. Tiffany Kept mostly outside the inner circle, but still tied through bloodline contracts. Barron The most unusual: a synthetic-coded vessel born under extreme control. More on him shortly.
Ivanka & Jared Kushner
Their marriage was strategic, merging Trump’s American brand power with Kushner’s Israeli financial and political ties. Kushner’s soul origin is hybrid human with Orion Draco inserts, bound by oath to non-organic control grids.
Both Ivanka and Jared have been proximal to trafficking-adjacent networks not necessarily as direct perpetrators, but as protectors or facilitators of individuals who engage in it. The Organic Akash shows them present at high-level events where ritualized exploitation takes place, especially in the charity and royalty circuits.
The Doubles Question
The children you see on TV are mostly the biological ones but there are instances (especially post-2016) where stand ins or AI augmented appearances have been used to maintain optics and narrative control.
Barron Trump The Fully Synthetic Heir
Barron’s vessel is biological, but his creation was not a standard father-mother conception. Donald Trump’s DNA was used, but Melania was likely a gestational carrier with limited mitochondrial DNA contribution. The egg origin appears to be lab-sourced, possibly with intentional template coding to mirror the facial structure of Princess Diana.
This does not make him Diana’s child but the resemblance was designed to subconsciously resonate with the public.
In the Organic Akash, Barron is 80 85% synthetic in soul architecture. His small organic spark is quarantined; he is designed for total handler control. His role: to serve as a generational anchor for the Trump line in the post-2030 governance grid a handsome, controlled “authentic” figure for the next generation.
The Soul Arc Summary • Original Seed: Engineered for influence, not liberation. • Current State: Fragmented organic remnant, majority synthetic overlay. • Children’s Roles: Ivanka & Jared as global Zionist-elite bridge; Don Jr. as “man of the people” voice; Barron as next-gen synthetic anchor. • Cosmic Placement: In the 3D/4D theater, framed as savior or villain depending on the audience but in the Organic Edenic timeline, he is not a steward of restoration.
This is the Trump Codex. It is the real record not the movie script. And for those still waiting for him to save them: the Organic Akash is clear he was never here to free you.
In an astral experience I was invited to jump into the waters of a large lake. It was warm, like a natural hot springs.
At the edge of the lake were many people. One dipped their toe into the water and pulled out real quick.
In the background there looked to be the amphitheater of the Roman days of getting eaten by lions, or fighting to the death as a gladiator.
Long ago when I was first attacked by astral witches I kept receiving instruction to get in the water, to take a bath.
These entities make deals with hijackers of flesh suits here. They get a life and can take baths with flowers …
Lots of celebrities share photos of themselves in extravagant bath tubs with beautiful flowers, or milk of sorts.
I feel this is an advertisement, it’s a temptation, a recruiting effort to get more astral beings “roped in” to a terrible contract here in the 3D. They who do this, do they understand the abuses they have to endure by sexual deviants? The abuses they must participate in or lure innocence into?
Yes.
I believe they know exactly.
In another experience, the toilet was overflowing with crap, I was told they didn’t use the bathtub or flush the toilet because the waters were toxic.
Well, I had to go potty, so I used the toilet anyway. When I finished and stood, the crap was gone and the toilet was crystal clean!! I didn’t even flush yet!
I thought the waters were actually toxic.
Now I understand these are astral witches and warlocks.
Prohibited from drinking or touching the waters of life.
I feel this is why they poison our waters, project black energy into the waters of our flesh temple, toxify all of the foods. They want to destroy our ability to live, as their ability seems to have been removed.
They want our place here, while they try to force us there.
Many have tried to “frame” the earth angel as a witch, harvesting their energy and doing baneful magic while wearing it.
The Most High God and Family Divine see through the illusion.
“You must know. You’ve been in the know for some time and you let it go … let it go. You did the unthinkable here.”
“I Am Yeshua”, he stated.
He is here.
He allowed me to channel for him on Independence Day.
I have asked several times in the past with the pendulum if he was Yeshua, got a yes every time. He also showed me a rock face that had the hole entrance covered in concrete looking sealer, the hole was closed off.
He also showed himself on the floor, knees and elbows touching the ground while a clear, glass table top rested upon his back.
He didn’t actually speak aloud until July 3rd … noticeably. He was guarded because he knows there are many who can alter their voices and trick me.
It must be safe to speak now, or he’s calling them forth.
It is absolutely criminal what these childish f-boys in so-called leadership positions have done to the reputations of good men.
Fouling the Mother Energy, prostituting it in the physical, as well as in the unseen, energetic connections they’ve created by trespass and literal r.a.ping of her energies.
Dream lovers are not loving … they harvest the essence and fuel their stupid magic tricks wearing her signature.
They also do this to men … I hear it is natural for morning excitement for these ones, or midnight, any time really … their essence is very vulnerable to unseen harvesters who wear the signature and brutalize women, and potentially children, with it.
And those men wonder why women sneer or shy away when they approach … their energy has been tainted by warlocks determined they should not receive love, or loving connection.
I am so sick of these games.
Being aware of them infuriates me nearly as much as the actual presence of such behaviors.
Long ago, when the world was new, a tribe of red‐skinned people came to live on the lands around the Land of the Blue Mist – the Great Blue Smoky Mountains, Cherokee Country. At this time, the animals of the world still talked to men and taught them how to live on and care for the land. These people were called “Ani Yun Wiya,” or the One True People. In this tribe lived a brave warrior woman called Red Arrow Woman, who was taught to use the bow, the spear and the knife. Even though it was a man’s job to hunt and fight, Red Arrow Woman could shoot straighter with them, and she could throw the spear into eye of a hawk in flight. Because of all this, no man would tell her to be like a woman.
One day while on a hunt, Red Arrow Woman came upon the tracks of Yona the bear. She saw blood on the ground and knew he was wounded, so she followed his tracks. High into the mountains she went. Soon she came to a place that she did not know. It was in this place, a place known only to the animals that she finally saw Yona the bear. He had a deep cut in his side and she saw him bowing down in prayer. Red Arrow Woman saw him bowing toward a large field of tall grass and speaking words that she had not heard before. Suddenly, the grass shimmered and became a lake, and Yona dived into the water. After a time he emerged from the water, his side completely healed.
Yona approached her and said, “This is the sacred lake of the animals, called, ‘Atagahi’ and its location is known only to the animals. It is where we come for healing and strength. You are the first man creature to see the sacred lake. You must never tell your kind of its location for it is the home of the Great Uktena.”
After he said these words and left, Red Arrow Woman was tired and decided to rest a while by this lake. She built a small fire and sat down to eat a meal that she had brought with her, and as she took a drink of the water from the lake, she felt instantly refreshed. She felt strong as Yan’si the Buffalo, as if she could run faster than Coga the Raven could fly.
The woods were quiet: Unole the wind was sleeping, Nvda the sun was shinning bright but was not hot, and the surface of the lake was completely calm. Red Arrow Woman soon began to get sleepy. It was at this time that she saw Uktena, whom she had been told of when she was a child but no one in her tribe ever claimed to have seen him.
High above the water he raised his great Serpent Dragon head, the jewel in his forehead glistening. He began to move toward her. Red Arrow Woman grabbed up her spear and stood up to face the great creature coming to her, standing proud, showing no fear — the way any warrior should. She raised her spear and prepared to strike the huge beast.
Uktena stopped a short distance from her. He smiled, his mouth grinning larger than a man was tall and full of teeth longer than man’s forearm. He spoke to the brave woman on the bank of his lake. To her he said, “Put down your weapons for I mean you no harm. Uktena told her to sit and to listen. Uktena dipped his head below the surface and came back up a moment later. In his mouth he had a strangely crooked stick and a leather pouch, which he lay on the ground in front of Red Arrow Woman.
Then the Great Uktena began to teach. He said, “This that I have laid before you is the Sacred Pipe of The Creator.” He then told her to pick up the pipe. “The bowl is of the same red clay the Creator used to make your kind. The red clay is womankind and is from the Earth. Just as a woman bears the children and brings forth life, the bowl bears the sacred tobacco (tsula) and brings forth smoke. The stem is man, rigid and strong. The stem is from the plant kingdom, and like a man it supports the bowl, just as man supports his family.”
Uktena then showed Red Arrow Woman how to join the bowl to the stem saying, “Just as a man and a woman remain separate until joined in marriage so too are the bowl and stem separate. Never to be joined unless the pipe is used.”
Uktena then showed her how place the sacred tsula into the pipe and with an ember from the fire lit the tsula so it burned slightly. He told her this, “The smoke is the breath of the Creator. When you draw the smoke in into your body, you will be cleansed and made whole. When the smoke leaves your mouth, it will rise to the Creator. Your prayers, your dreams, your hopes and desires will be taken to Him in the smoke, and the truth in your soul will be shown to Him when you smoke the pipe. If you are not true, do not smoke the pipe; if your spirit is bad and you seek to deceive, do not smoke the pipe.” Uktena continued his lesson well into the night teaching Red Arrow Woman all of the prayers used with the pipe and all of the reasons for using the pipe. He finished just as the moon was beginning her nightly journey across the sky in search of her true love. He told Red Arrow Woman to wrap the pipe in red cloth, keeping the parts separate.
Uktena then returned to depths of the lake, telling Red Arrow Woman she would never again be able to find this place but she would remember all she learned. Red Arrow Woman saw the water shimmer and become again the field of grass. She left, taking with her the pipe and her lessons and a wondrous tale.
Ever since that time, The Ani Yun Wiya have used the sacred pipe and never again has any man seen the sacred lake of Uktena.
The pipe is not a symbol of things that are sacred. The pipe itself is sacred. Not everyone is called upon to be a pipe bearer. The person who carries the pipe and practices the pipe ceremonies and traditions has a great responsibility to his brothers and sisters, his land and country and even to the Earth Mother.
This article is interesting as the Curator and friends have mentioned Barbados and Virginia several times …
“They came as slaves: human cargo transported on British ships bound for the Americas. They were shipped by thehundreds of thousands and included men, women, and even the youngest of children.
Whenever they rebelled or even disobeyed an order, they were punished in the harshest ways. Slave owners would hang their human property by their hands and set their hands or feet on fire as one form of punishment. Some were burned alive and had their heads placed on pikes in the marketplace as a warning to other captives.
We don’t really need to go through all of the gory details, do we? We know all too well the atrocities of the African slave trade.
But are we talking about African slavery? King James VI and Charles I also led a continued effort to enslave the Irish. Britain’s Oliver Cromwell furthered this practice of dehumanizing one’s next door neighbor.
The Irish slave trade began when James VI sold 30,000 Irish prisoners as slaves to the New World. His Proclamation of 1625 required Irish political prisoners be sent overseas and sold to English settlers in the West Indies.
By the mid 1600s, the Irish were the main slaves sold to Antigua and Montserrat. At that time, 70% of the total population of Montserrat were Irish slaves.
Ireland quickly became the biggest source of human livestock for English merchants. The majority of the early slaves to the New World were actually white.
From 1641 to 1652, over 500,000 Irish were killed by the English and another 300,000 were sold as slaves. Ireland’s population fell from about 1,500,000 to 600,000 in one single decade.
Families were ripped apart as the British did not allow Irish dads to take their wives and children with them across the Atlantic. This led to a helpless population of homeless women and children. Britain’s solution was to auction them off as well.
During the 1650s, over 100,000 Irish children between the ages of 10 and 14 were taken from their parents and sold as slaves in the West Indies, Virginia and New England. In this decade, 52,000 Irish (mostly women and children) were sold to Barbados and Virginia.
Another 30,000 Irish men and women were also transported and sold to the highest bidder. In 1656, Cromwell ordered that 2000 Irish children be taken to Jamaica and sold as slaves to English settlers.
Many people today will avoid calling the Irish slaves what they truly were: Slaves. They’ll come up with terms like “Indentured Servants” to describe what occurred to the Irish. However, in most cases from the 17th and 18th centuries, Irish slaves were nothing more than human cattle.
As an example, the African slave trade was just beginning during this same period. It is well recorded that African slaves, not tainted with the stain of the hated Catholic theology and more expensive to purchase, were often treated far better than their Irish counterparts.
African slaves were very expensive during the late 1600s (£50 Sterling). Irish slaves came cheap (no more than £5 Sterling). If a planter whipped, branded or beat an Irish slave to death, it was never a crime. A death was a monetary setback, but far cheaper than killing a more expensive African.
The English masters quickly began breeding the Irish women for both their own personal pleasure and for greater profit. Children of slaves were themselves slaves, which increased the size of the master’s free workforce.
Even if an Irish woman somehow obtained her freedom, her kids would remain slaves of her master. Thus, Irish mothers, even with this new found emancipation, would seldom abandon their children and would remain in servitude.
In time, the English thought of a better way to use these women to increase their market share: The settlers began to breed Irish women and girls (many as young as 12) with African men to produce slaves with a distinct complexion. These new “mulatto” slaves brought a higher price than Irish livestock and, likewise, enabled the settlers to save money rather than purchase new African slaves.
This practice of interbreeding Irish females with African men went on for several decades and was so widespread that, in 1681, legislation was passed “forbidding the practice of mating Irish slave women to African slave men for the purpose of producing slaves for sale.” In short, it was stopped only because it interfered with the profits of a large slave transport company.
England continued to ship tens of thousands of Irish slaves for more than a century. Records state that, after the 1798 Irish Rebellion, thousands of Irish slaves were sold to both America and Australia. There were horrible abuses of both African and Irish captives. One British ship even dumped 1,302 slaves into the Atlantic Ocean so that the crew would have plenty of food to eat.
There is little question the Irish experienced the horrors of slavery as much (if not more, in the 17th Century) as the Africans did. There is also little question that those brown, tanned faces you witness in your travels to the West Indies are very likely a combination of African and Irish ancestry. In 1839, Britain finally decided on it’s own to end its participation in Satan’s highway to hell and stopped transporting slaves. While their decision did not stop pirates from doing what they desired, the new law slowly concluded this chapter of Irish misery.
But, if anyone, black or white, believes that slavery was only an African experience, then they’ve got it completely wrong. Irish slavery is a subject worth remembering, not erasing from our memories.
But, why is it so seldom discussed? Do the memories of hundreds of thousands of Irish victims not merit more than a mention from an unknown writer?
Or is their story to be the one that their English masters intended: To completely disappear as if it never happened.
None of the Irish victims ever made it back to their homeland to describe their ordeal. These are the lost slaves; the ones that time and biased history books conveniently forgot.
Interesting historical note: the last person killed at the Salem Witch Trials was Ann Glover. She and her husband had been shipped to Barbados as a slave in the 1650’s. Her husband was killed there for refusing to renounce Catholicism.
In the 1680’s she was working as a housekeeper in Salem. After some of the children she was caring for got sick she was accused of being a witch. At the trial they demanded she say the Lord’s Prayer. She did so, but in Gaelic, because she didn’t know English. She was then hung.”
To learn more you can go to the following sources:
Political Education Committee (PEC) American Ireland Education Foundation 54 South Liberty Drive, Suite 401 Stony Point NY 10980
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