These nasty cornholios have burned her alive many, many times, often after days of gang r*pe. Rats bastards recently stated they “have to put up with the Mary’s for a while”.
I say, “no you don’t, for the Mary’s are finally being gifted opportunity to let you brutilizer redrumming r*pists go. I have no mercy to offer.
My Spirit, just now, wanted to share this experience, and perception of experience, with you:
Nasty psychic surgeons hurt many people, doing things unseen to the ‘brain’ …
Pouring an acidic substance into the spirit bodies mental body, they make little slices, little cuts, then run what would feel like, sandpaper through the cuts, the brain feeling like it just oozes with wounding.
It felt at times, for me, like the veins in the brain were cut, or clamped, like someone was trying to encourage aneurism or stroke.
When these interferences occur, and they are coupled with technology waging war against the waters of the flesh temple, hitting it with DEW Frequency weap0ns to agitate the waters and energy within them, it can be quite challenging to breathe into it, and remain settled.
I discovered that when it becomes exceedingly difficult, taking 1 capsule of St. Johns Wart gently soothes the severity of the experience.
Now, it’s still difficult, and transmutation work needs to be done, but the edge is dulled, and it becomes easier to alchemize the energy.
The nice thing about St. Johns Wart is, it doesn’t need to be taken every day. It can just be those few moments that seem unbearable …
I did not know this, but apparently St. Johns Wart is used for protection against evil, demons, and witchcraft. This could explain why an herb said to assist with depression works in an attack unseen, such as mentioned above.
Hierophant knows who’s lying. Who’s been doing magic on Divine Feminine. Ghosts creating illusions.
Wiseguy priest getting Divine fem pregnant then hiring a “friend” to make them a widower. Foul m f er. In a tower. Out of luck. Getting divorced right out of Gods Family.
Earth Angel giving union time. Third parties stalking, trying to delay your purpose. No services offered. No dating the shadow dweller. Investigating before interacting too much.
You’re ascending, temperance, and these low-life’s have broke out the big wigs, sorcerers doing sex magic trying to defile divine feminine energy.
There is death here for pleasure seekers. An abundance of discipline is knocking them down. Their own curses are stopping them and trapping them. It’s their own seed they have to eat.
itriedtosaveyouidiots – The entire cult and everyone who thought this was funny and / or okay is going in the chipper, per GOD.
They could have had Love.
They chose Wrath.
I own a house that was built in 1653 on the east end of Long Island. When I bought the house 30+ years ago I was restoring the kitchen with its bee hive fireplace. I had to fixt the ceiling over the back door. I reached up and pull out a gentleman shoe. I know what it was when I pulled it out.
The area was settled by the English. Putting a shoe over the door would keep witches and evil spirit out of the house.
Last year I had a new ceder roof installed on the house. One day the contractor knocked on the back door and handed me a pair of woman shoes. He found them over the original front door. So I kept one to add to the man’s shoe in a cabinet.
I told him to put the other one back to keep the house protected for another 300 years.
Passion energy is sacred.
Those who push s3x magic onto others from an unseen place while the person is working their job, sleeping in their bed, or doing whatever are foul, and are willfully desecrating another’s Sacred Essence, their Divine Creator energies.
There is nothing more infuriating than an unseen rapist thinking they’re casting a ‘love spell’.
Especially when the one they’re trespassing against is already in union with another.
The ‘attack’ is seen very plain as interference, a very nasty attempt to interfere in sacred union.
They should lose their right to exist among the Sacred.
It’s like a diamond ring
It’s a precious thing
And we never want to lose it
It’s like a favorite song
That we love to sing
Every time we hear the music
We’re in this love together
We got the kind that lasts forever
We’re in this love together
And like berries on the vine
It gets sweeter all the time
Its like a rainy night in candlelight
And, ooh it’s so romantic
We got the whole thing working
out so right
And it’s just the way we planned it
Tell ya
We’re in this love together
We got the kind that lasts forever
Don’t you know
We’re in this love together
And like berries on the vine
It gets sweeter all the time
We’re in this love together
We got the kind that lasts forever
We’re in this love together
And like berries on the vine
It gets sweeter all the time
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I am safe.
I am protected.
My family divine knows exactly what’s happening, intimately connected.
He won’t leave me, he who claimed me. Unlike, completely, those who harm me.
Perfectly knowing, and perfectly capable and willing, he handles my tormentors without fail, giving exactly what they have coming.
I rest.
I need not worry, or wonder how to survive … I’m no longer alone.
My family from above has very scary friends from many places. I love our scary friends and family. So much. They are quite a bit more frightening than those who thought they were competing … with me.
No, I’m not scary at all.
I never wanted the fight.
After all this time, my load has been made light.
Grateful. Grateful. Grateful.
I’m never alone.
Intimately united in all ways with truest family divine, within, and without, time.
How I love you.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you, my beautiful, my scary, my everything, for this beautiful song on the day of love …
You’ll always be with me.
I love you.
I am grateful.
I’m never alone.
Protected.
Guided.
Guarded.
Our family divine, so glad you are here, my beautiful scary loves!!! Having you in my mental body is so much more pleasant than a skullcap full of adversaries!
Be Impeccable with Your Word
The word is not just a sound or a written symbol. The word is a force; it is the power you have to express and communicate, to think, and thereby to create the events in your life. You can speak. What other animal on the planet can speak? The word is the most powerful tool you have as a human; it is the tool of magic. But like a sword with two edges, your word can create the most beautiful dream, or your word can destroy everything around you. One edge is the misuse of the word, which creates a living hell. The other edge is the impeccably of the word, which will only create beauty, love, and heaven on earth. Depending upon how it is used, the word can set you free, or it can enslave you even more than you know. All the magic you possess is based on your word. Your word is pure magic, and misuse of your word is black magic…
The word is so powerful that one word can change a life or destroy the lives of millions of people…
The human mind is like a fertile ground where seeds are continually planted. The seeds are opinions, ideas, and concepts. You plant a seed, a thought, and it grows. The word is like a seed, and the human mind is so fertile! The only problem is that too often it is fertile for the seeds of fear. Every human mind is fertile, but only for those kinds of seeds it is prepared for. What is important is to see which kinds of seeds our mind is fertile for, and to prepare it to receive the seeds of love…
Every human is a magician, and we can either put a spell on someone with our word or we can release someone from a spell. We cast spells all the time with our opinions.
By hooking our attention, the word can enter our mind and change a whole belief for better or for worse.
(Spirit said it was degrading to self when swearing and using foul language. The words we speak matter.)
Dominator masculine’s were talking about menses jars when I woke up this morning.
At first, I thought they were using them to do dominator magic. (Ggggrrrr)
I don’t do magic, so know very little.
After thinking for a time on it … I’m curious if they haven’t been bound by the Divine Feminine.
Has she taken her power back?
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