The visual I had in my experience was sort of like the Milky Way, but it was Elons satellites flooding the atmosphere between the earth and the heavens. It took me 18 years to bust up through that interference into the REAL Source of True Celestial Messaging.
They had thousands of these things moving in my body, using the “ladder” into the Upper Dimensional Spiritual Home, wearing my identity, effing around.
They did their best technologically and with sorcery to destroy my mind. They failed.
Now, they threaten, saying, “You have no idea what happens to people with medicine in them.”
These nasty azzes are going to fry their brains, or drive them like zombies.
They complained several years ago that my “chip” malfunctioned.
The unseen antagonists have recently stated, “You have no idea what happens to people who have medicine in their body!”
Nasty jacks have a wide-spread event planned. I’m thinking, either a microwave turn people to ash DEW attack, or. They’ll send a mental “script” turning people into brain dead zombies eating flesh.
There’s graphene, and smart, nano-dust technology in the medicine. Nasty jacks sol harvesters say the medicine gives them permission to “take” people’s soul value, their life.
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The president said the United States would soon be “in a civil war”. He knows the minds of the people are going to be “driven”. It’s probably the “stay inside” moment of days time traveling pirate thieves scripted for right about now.
The governing system is not your friend, Soul. They are dead, needing an electrical harvest because they got disconnected from the Sun and can’t provide their own energy. They are in a war for the light of the living.
These unseen, nasty jacks, seem certain that as long as there is “medicine” in a woman’s body, they have the “right to harvest and use her” as they see fit.
These AI integrated cyborg principality vampiric soul harvesters really feel they own everyone’s soul (Sol, inner Sun, aka: battery source).
God said this is the end of their relationship with batteries.
Someone recently said, “Let the chips fall where they may.”
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This is a weapon that has no entry wound and no exit wound. Covert insanity, running through the targets mental body, in an attempt to get them institutionalized.
We are all n a proxy war. It’s a war waged against a country, by destroying its citizens, by harvesting their Sol, it’s basically technology coupled with sorcery using the energy of harvested humans to gain political advantage and control of the people and resources.
The psychics, prophets and prophetesses, Source connected Oracles, have been targeted and assassinated with this technology for centuries.
They make people think they are crazy with this military grade attempt to covertly get rid of the telepaths who are Source Connected.
They wanted to cast the illusion people are crazy conspiracy theorists!!!!
Those “thoughts” do not belong to you!!!
For me, the curse and mental attacks lasted 22 years. I guess it’s coming back on them now., whoever it was who decided to try and put me in the looney-bin.
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The people are all being played.
I actually bought this book some time ago. I put it on the shelf, and forgot about it.
This has just reminded me about the contents, and now I need to read it for a playlist.
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On Amazon, this book is from $495.00 up to over $1,000.00.
Betrayal is the ultimate act of cowardice. It takes courage to be honest, but it takes no courage to deceive. It is a choice, not a mistake, a decision to put one’s self-interest above loyalty and truth.
Used responsibly, of course. If not, it “could” trigger psychosis. Be careful out there.
Nothing could be more of a fucking piss take than a frail inbred parasite wrapped in dead animal fur, dripping in stolen jewels robbed from half the fucking planet, sitting on a solid gold throne in a palace built on centuries of blood, slavery, war, famine and theft, lecturing the public about sacrifice, unity and “the future of the nation” while millions can barely afford to put the heating on. The King’s Speech. Look at the fucking theatre of it. Look at the sheer absurdity. A grown man wearing a diamond-encrusted crown worth more than entire towns, reading words written for him by unelected handlers, pretending this is modern civilisation instead of the last rotting carcass of feudalism dressed up with better cameras and cleaner propaganda.
And what was he actually reading? More control. More bureaucracy. More fucking regulation. More promises from the exact same machine that created the collapse in the first place. Talking about “strengthening public services”, “modernising Britain”, “security”, “digital reform”, “public accountability”, “online protections”, “new powers”, “economic growth”, “national resilience”, endless piles of legislation stacked on top of legislation while ordinary people are worked into the fucking ground just trying to survive another month.
You’ve got this ancient ceremonial relic, dressed like a medieval emperor, reading out plans for more digital systems, more regulation, more surveillance, more state intervention, more centralised control, while pretending it’s all about “fairness” and “safety”. You genuinely could not invent a more dystopian image if you tried. It looks like something out of the fucking Capitol in Hunger Games. Gold everywhere. Thrones. Jewels. Guards in costumes. Ancient rituals. Billion-pound estates. While the peasants sit at home wondering if they can afford eggs and electric this week.
You’ve got people doing 50-hour weeks, parents skipping meals so their kids can eat, pensioners freezing in their homes, young families buried in rent and debt, while this lot sit under chandeliers worth millions talking about “service”. Service to who exactly? Because it sure as fuck isn’t the public. These people have never lived like normal people for a single second of their lives. Private guards, private chefs, private doctors, private drivers, private estates, private schools, private everything, funded by the same public they emotionally blackmail into believing they somehow “represent the nation”.
Represent the nation? They don’t even represent reality.
And the weirdest fucking part is people still clap for it. That’s the real psychological operation. They’ve convinced millions of people that bowing to bloodlines is somehow noble instead of humiliating. Full-grown adults standing in the rain waving little flags at a family whose entire existence is based on the idea that they were born more important than you because of who slid out of whose womb hundreds of years ago. Strip away the orchestra music, the uniforms and the fake dignity, and it’s absolutely fucking insane.
If any politician stood up today and proposed this system from scratch, people would think it was satire.
“Right everyone, hear me out. We’re going to give one family billions of pounds, castles, jewels, military ceremonies, constitutional privilege and lifelong protection because their ancestors conquered people with swords.”
You’d get laughed straight out of the room.
But because it’s old, people defend it. That’s how deep the conditioning goes. They call it “tradition” because “national humiliation” doesn’t sound as marketable.
The whole thing is one giant ritual of class supremacy. A public display of power designed to remind ordinary people who still sits above them. They roll out the crown, the robes, the gold carriage, the ancient language, the guards, the jewels, the ceremonies, all to maintain the illusion that these people are somehow special instead of just beneficiaries of a centuries-old racket.
And there he is, sat on a throne made of stolen wealth, literally telling struggling people about economic responsibility and national duty while wearing enough diamonds to feed entire communities for generations. You honestly couldn’t write a more insulting image if you tried.
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