The unseen “men” argue those who have connection to a specific woman do not “understand” the difference between innocence and purity.
They insist that while her energy is pure, “they” prostituted it, therefore, they deem her “not” innocent.
Weirdo’s.
Out here accusing and trying to deceitfully convict a woman as impure and guilty of “stuff”.
They say she’s a masturbator, even though she isn’t. They say she needs medicine, although she doesn’t take it. (They confessed to injecting it into her, to frame her).
It’s all lies, false accusation from the false accusers.
These invisible religious masculines are saying “she’s tantalizing everyone!”
I said, “you mean to tell me NONE of you are able to manage your carnal nature?”
He said “everyone.”
What species are these masculines? They don’t appear to have any morals, or ethical values. Zero ability to manage their emotional body or carnal nature. Somehow it’s Woman’s fault … say what?!?!
This woman is NOT tantalizing everyone! Her energy and sweetness are Divine.
Those unseen masculines are guilty of the sin of LUST. They have been torturing divine feminines for centuries due to their own sin!!!
They are also guilty of gluttony, pride, mrder … theft AND they worship a false god.
They are guilty of ALL seven deadly sins!!!
And all they keep saying is, “She’s tantalizing everyone!” and “She needs medicine!”
Both are false claims. They want her to be convicted of a crime and evicted from Her House!! Her Home, Her Garden, Her Creation.
Their inability to manage themselves somehow got projected onto Women, and Women have been suffering and dying for THEIR False Accusers very own SIN for Far Too Long.
The curator claims he can “meditate” on a person while “projecting” into their body and mind to “drive” them into a sort of “manic” thought process and/or behavior.
I’ve heard hints in the etheric realm that to do such things is against the law.
Recently, I heard there’s a $5,000 dollar fine for each time someone did something. Someone was upset, and were asked, curiously, how many times they did it.
I wonder if it’s this meditation / projection into an innocent person mind, affecting their thoughts and actions.
I have heard this curator talking about “using a truck driver passing through town to do a crime” also, they were talking about manipulating derelicts minds to do crimes.
Most of us weren’t “trained” on how to command or control the mind in such a manner, let alone defend one’s self from others who do such heinous things.
370 full grown men r*ped a fresh born baby just birthed from a 9 year old baby girl, herself. While it was still attached to the umbilical cord, 370 full grown men r*ped that baby. Then, they ate it, saying the baby’s intestines tasted like cream cheese. They consumed the tortured soul and ate their own jizz, 370, worse than animals, “men”.
I think im going to be sick!!! Viewer discretion is advised. This is really bad. pic.twitter.com/oh9pcdFx8i
She was small — a slave girl, unknown, unnamed in the world’s records except for this: Blandina. The believers feared for her. When the arrests came and the chains closed around their wrists, they trembled not for themselves but for her frail body. Surely she would not endure what was coming.
The governor sought to break the Christians publicly. They were accused of atheism, of cannibalism, of crimes whispered in the dark. The crowds roared for spectacle.
They stripped her and suspended her on a stake, arms stretched wide, her body exposed before the jeering mob. The soldiers scourged her again and again. Hooks tore at her flesh. Each question came like a hammer:
“Swear by the gods.” “Curse Christ.” “Confess your crimes.”
And from torn lips came the same answer, over and over:
“I am a Christian. Among us no evil is done.”
They tortured her from morning until evening. The executioners themselves grew weary. One account says they confessed in frustration that they had never seen a woman endure so much and still breathe.
She was returned to prison — a dungeon thick with stench and darkness. The wounded lay around her. Yet those who had feared she would fall now said she strengthened them.
On the day of spectacle, they led her into the amphitheater. The crowd howled. She was tied again — this time to a stake — as wild beasts were released. The Christians watching said she appeared as if hanging upon a cross, and that her prayer stirred courage in their hearts.
The beasts would not kill her.
So they reserved her for the final day of games.
They scourged her again. They placed her upon a red-hot iron chair, and the smell of burning flesh rose into the arena. Still she confessed Christ. Still she would not deny Him.
At last, after enduring torments meant to break a nation, she was handed to a gladiator and killed by the sword.
She was likely young. She was certainly powerless in the eyes of Rome. A slave. A woman. Easily discarded.
Yet the letter sent from Lyons said this of her: that Christ showed in her what the world counts weak, He makes invincible.
