October 20, 2019
Sound and silence are not juxtaposed, for when one gets past the narratives, thoughts, distractions, to their place of being, the creation sound, that frequency of joy and love for nothing identified is the nirvana bliss of The All.
Cymatics is used to control us, is why language was weaponized, so as speech occurs the planned agendas were carried out. The same with symbols, colors, names.
Music, the 440Hertz scale, embedded imagery in broadcast signals and recorded media, refresh rates which entrain the brain and control thoughts, moods, the endocrine system, turning on and off switches for disease, 5G to drop us all and prevent souls from translating beyond the veil…
Was this why The Christ taught the Essenes – and instructed his disciples to carry on this message – to eat living food with intact biophotonic light energy, and to remove the parasites, thus removing the fallen angel alien DNA from their systems? Is that the programmable DNA, not humans? Is that it?
Because the reptilians, the vril, they are the spawn of Yaldabaoth, Lucifer, the serpent seed.
Could it be this simple, that all their efforts to imprison us in a world of sound, the weaponized food, water, biological systems of insects, molds, yeasts, the air laden with adhesives, heavy metals, dried blood products, vaccines including the FunVax to shut off pineal glands, because WE ARE UNSTOPPABLE GENETICALLY?
They tell us there is “too much space junk” and yet satellites are assigned to surveillance human beings, and an entire industry exists in which people sell rights of use, coordinating with intelligence agencies, military branches and maintaining orbit patterns. The very last barn my horse Devon was at before I had to put him down (a Morgellons victim, a victim of the crime against humanity as we all are, I had to lease him out to be be able to afford the holistic healing remedies I needed, since the medical establishment condoned my cabal-planned murder with Lyme Disease they refused to diagnose and treat, so Devon was fatally lamed – NEVER LEASE A HORSE YOU LOVE, IS MY ADVICE), that last barn was managed by – I can not make this up – a very obese (parasite-ridden) ex-Army veteran (25 year tour, she said) who reported to Tysons Corner and Quantico weekly, and carried with her a laptop in which she sold the contracts for targeting people, and I pretty much said to myself this is crazier than Morgellons. That was the moment I realized that they had even made my own horse a target.
At home I put aluminum foil on all of my tower-facing, non-treed windows. After a month of hearing pops and taps, to the eye they looked fine, but on a moonless night I put lights outside to illuminate them and took photographs: they were full of pinholes in arrays like the pattern from a shotgun shell.
So I began to sleep behind a wall of stacked water bottles. That’s when I began making organite. I’d been teaching people how to do the nanobaths since 2016 on Facebook already. Fasting, becoming vegetarian, and the fermented cabbage all began that same month, June 2017. I’d been deworming and detoxing since December 2015 for the Morgellons and Lyme already. Now this was war. My name means Victory. My own mother who used me in MK Ultra experiments named me that, and I am certain that that was her own inner light, however dimmed, who chose that name. That light is my light. You gnow that.
Tomorrow is the TARGETED INDIVIDUALS PROTEST MARCH in Washington, D.C. If you plan to go, meet in the morning at 1600 Constitution Avenue, NW (I do not have the time, the previous day’s schedule started with a 10AM meeting, check HERE for last minute changes).
This is rather a rambling post. I was inspired by the listening I finished earlier of this Mooji satsang The Power of Silence and having gotten around to looking at these two short videos on Russian experiments changing DNA with frequency. I might have not chosen to get back online – or do anything electricity-dependent at ALL, as it is well after midnight – but a new building resident came in noisily, and he truly is making my heart sad. He’s an addict, but trying to survive the struggle as best he can, that is clear. He works; he’s typical of the assault on humanity the Sackler family and entire cabal have underway with “the opiate epidemic”. So I thought, after a few hours of observing thoughts/not thinking, that I’d write.
I’m really no one. No one wants to hear my voice, listen to my stories, hear me sing lullabies or say good night to them. Because of the MK Ultra targeting and gangstalking, and the effect my secretly cross-dressing ex-husband (of one day less than two years marriage, I was his “I’m not really ___” trophy wife) DC newsman had on my family – he is a consummate liar, a perfect skeleton-in-closet-keeping narcissicist who delights in the actually-illegal insurance policy he keeps on me which he wrote into the divorce I had no ability to defend myself against, and he himself is a tool to make my family hate me. Because of this perp and louche I don’t get called “Mom” or “Gramma” anymore. It’s going on five years now, with my son and granddaughter, and eight for my daughter. I’ve decoded the ‘whos and the hows’ of it, and why I was put in the program at birth. Why my life was derailed, who derailed it, and the significance of mine and my my children’s lineage as well. And my granddaughter Emily’s. Extra teeth, red hair and all.
I write about it here because that IS-ness within me is my LIGHT, THE LIGHT the same as YOUR LIGHT.
Three videos: The Power of Silence, Russians Change DNA with Frequency Experiments (1/2) and Russians Change DNA with Frequency Experiments (2/2) (set to open in new tabs).
It’s a gift that Master Mooji was graced to humanity at this time, and others too. I am only one person, I can’t “stay on top of” all the things (as my granddaughter would say, I can hear it in her ten year old voice – see? THE MEMORY TRAP). So much pitted against us. Look at the skies, what is being hidden, the effects upon the earth, the psychopaths in power. Imagining the resources they are using to literally aerosolize spray and HAARP every foot of skies under the dome of our earth, and as I looked this evening at their so-obvious spraying over the area the black sun is “setting”, which is south/south west, and then looked toward one of the other two luminaries they were also still heavily spraying in the southeasterly direction, well, I just shook my head and chose non-thought.
I believe that this silence we seek is exactly what is needed, and the space they cannot invade.
Namasté. Thank you. LOVE. ❤