Erasing social memory allows the controllers to make all mew narratives using divided human groups as expendable pawns.
The Great Wall of China encased bodies in human cement.
Read my article on Hument.
Thank God for REAL people HUMAN people like Jericho Green. WORD.
The left image is my first piece Photoshop from either 1996 or 1997. The right is us.
I made mine about my brother Charlie and its the plea of the soul.
What I never do become inured to is witnessing people destroy themselves
Spelling this out, but it’s a GOODspell, the godspell and ALL there is, in truth. … words … WE ARE EACH A PHOTON.
Twice now in this writing, the clock has been 11:11 and 1:11 (this moment).
We are not really this snakebaby at heart.
We are born with the keys at our fingertips.
Why the blog banner is the points of light in space. DMT releases this awareness, this COLLECTIVE US OF GODHEAD ALL.
THEY hate the light and that is why they consume us as batteries. They are dark but the shadow only covers light, can not extinguish it, and LIGHT IS ITS OWN NEVER-ENDING SELF-FILLING SOURCE. Darkness only exists because it is a shadow cast that developed mass as matter, but requires light for its existence, so it is the INTERDIMENSIONAL PARASITE WE IDENTIFY AS THE DEMIURGE, THE WINGED SERPENT OPHECIUS, SAMA-EL, ENKI, LUCIFER, ROPEWORM. And all one needs to do is BE.
The orientalism chessboard (this site banner image) against the mirror is represents the duality required to base the game that is the matrix that they parasitize us from.
DNA of An…
The ultimate question is what prexists An.
If you are reading this, you have confirmation that you are here on a mission as this vampyric structure is being taken down. THIS IS THE TIME WHICH IS ENDING AS HAS BEEN GNOWN FOR AGES.
Now the dark is ending and we are here making that happen. Think of yourself as that space between the ripple pattern of concentric rings you observe when you throw a pebble into a pond. Every pattern piece affects the one within its field. There is Foucault’s Pendulum, you are the observing force affecting the outcome. Each is necessary and it never ends, only the perception of it does, limited dimensionally. Is An dimensionless then…
We have always been 4D, this created matrix of products, vaccines, food additives, chemtrails, medicines, Fluoridated water and meds, nanotechnology, lab-created bacteria and viruses, the DEW GWEN 5G HAARP ELF MICROWAVES that activate it, the cloud everyone is inputting their soul into with the digital of social media, apps, phone calls, WiFi in biodome and biosphere (your body and living spaces including car, especially new cars)… The ropeworm cleanse evicts this monster.
We are all An.
This is dedicated to the one I love…While I’m far away from you, my baby, I know it’s hard for you, my baby, Because it’s hard for me, my baby, And the darkest hour is just before dawn—Each night before you go to bed, my baby, Whisper a little prayer for me my baby. And tell all the stars above This is dedicated to the one I love…”Life” can never be exactly like we want it to be. I could be satisfied knowing you love me. But there’s one thing I want you to do especially for me— And it’s something that everybody needs. Each night before you go to bed, my baby, Whisper a little prayer for me, my baby, And tell all the stars above— This is dedicated to the one I love. This is dedicated (to the one I love) This is dedicated to the one I love This is dedicated (to the one I love) This is dedicated… to the oneeyedlove
This is the album my father got me in 1967, the year after he had me sit on a hard chair in the dining room and watch Walt Disney’s FANTASIA which he had brought home from the public school he taught instrumental music in (he played all instruments naturally, the gift). A huge projector and it was on reels, real film, and I was made to watch it all weekend, it made me cry. That is MK Ultra trigger implantation. The broom was the scariest part.
The threat to our place in the Akashic Record, the Book of Life as Judeo-Christianity refers to it.
Notice the water theme. All the way back to the beginning of all. The leaking hat held, the book of life a raft to keep from sinking in. THIS WILL GO DOWN ON YOUR PERMANENT RECORD.
The year before, I was forced to watch THE WIZARD OF OZ, and brought vanilla ice cream in a bowl to eat, on a blanket on the floor of the living room. 1966. He and my mother were a duo. The man behind the curtains is every human. That’s why we forgive, disengaging from that bucket. They ARE the creators of mental illness, as they are the error denied, the pain projected, farming trauma harvesting from us.
OUR CHRIST CONSCIOUSNESS OF BEING THAT WHICH WE ARE
As the lungs are where our wings “attach”, see here the eyes in the wings, exactly as seraphim and wheels of the merkaba. Our intention is inborn and all they have ever done is occlude it.
My workspace. The permanent record line has been an earworm for everyone awake now in this time. At age 33 I painted that canvas as the roof liner for my ’64 FJ40.
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This woman was a nurse in Washington D.C. and Maryland, working at Washington Hospital Center, Bethesda Naval Hospital, and then Bon Secours and St. Agnes hospitals in Baltimore. She received her nursing degree from Washington County Hospital in Hagerstown, Maryland, a short drive from Camp David. Upon graduating nursing school, she became an assistant to leading cardiac research doctors, and was one of the country’s first critical care nurses, which at that time was called “coronary intensive care”.
She worked full-time nights in the hospitals, and had charge of one patient per shift. She controlled their respiration, fluid intake and output, post-operative care including aneuryisms, heart replacement, bypasses and stents, pain management and oversaw keeping patients in medically induced as well as natural cause [sic] comas. (She wrote their care plans while drinking scotch and smoking Salems at her breakfast room table.) She was more like an angel of death than a nurse restoring life. She drank, smoked, and took sleeping pills, amphetamines, antidepressants, diuretics, wore Jean Nate perfume and emulated Jackie Kennedy while acting like an entitled Jewish Princess. She was a “swinger”, and her husband was a four-year warship U.S. Navy musician during the Korean War, who then went on to his masters in music, was in Beatnik and jazz bands yet became a public school instrumental music teacher, deacon of his church (Lutheran) and adult choir director. They both drank alcohol daily, partner-swapped with friends, beat their children on top of the beatings she received at his hands when she voiced her unhappiness with their lifestyle. They were good-looking, fashionable, and respected in their work and the community.
Do you recognize her face? Is she in your nightmares?
Because that’s my mother.
My mother, a coronary care [sic] nurse, tortured people and monitored their responses, keeping patients on respirators, EKG, EEG and IVs, determining when to tell the doctors to drug them, and controlling – or neglecting to treat – the maintenance of their excretory functions. Her cold, Mengele-like presence is all their souls had while they hung in life’s last balance. This is who raised me, and I was early MKUltra. My first year of life was being “kept tied spread-eagled in the crib with Ace bandages, sedated with liquid opiate Paregoric, with my body functions controlled by diuretics, laxatives and enemas”… her words, admitted to me about twenty years ago.
While the memories of what was done to me in my local environment by these monstrous parents were never buried, it has taken me a lifetime to discern the shadowpast background of REM cloned constant satanic ritual abuse, and their facilitation in making me (and my brothers) available to the cloning program. What a boon it must have been for them, financially, and in terms of the sick prestige and Sixtie’s hip echelons of society they were allowed into, to have had a highly intelligent, extremely verbal and multi-talented first girl child. My memories go back as early as eight or nine months. I see the faces, I see the animals, I feel the pain and I bear scars.
We see now the scale tipping as veils are shed and third eyes are opening.
They are sparing nothing in their what-will-be-futile attempts to ultimately control us.
The imperative is to share this knowledge with as many as you are able. This takes time, as the cognitive dissonance is the one factor which can stand in the way of waking up loved ones.
It may seem slow, but there are times, and times for seasons, which change.
The Most High knows exactly how long this game is, and we play it until the last soul is saved.
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Considering The Word spoke the Universe into existence, it is imperative that we know that we are frequency. We ARE frequency. Tartary architecture of cathedrals and institutions uses #cymatics to harvest soul energy (from trauma) from the ether. Electricity comes from this and is collected from the air by wires. They make us pay for our own pain, essentially, and profit in power. Back to the “we are batteries for the matrix” thing. Hollywood reveals what is going on, sorcery spells must be stated, that’s how that works.
In the 1940’s, the music industry set as a recording standard a hertz of 440, as opposed to the 432 natural human hertz. 440 hertz creates anxiety and anger, fuels negative emotions. Many musicians now tune in and record in 432 hertz. You can find a lot of it on youtube and make “healthier” playlists. Also, images can be embedded in sound waves and directly satanic. It is best to avoid 440 radio, records, CDs, TV, and digital transmissions. There are recordings of the Schumann Resonance – the earth’s own EMF, which our heart needs – and you can play them in the background during your days. This helps to protect you from 5G, cellular damage, and spiritual manipulation from demons.
It is necessary to know that the millimeter waves of frequencies can be terribly manipulated to harm us (including animals and all biologic systems, even plants… look at the bee deaths, I wrote about that in 2006 on myspace, before knowledge of this “became a thing”). That’s the entire 5G death system set up to drop us. So discernment is needed. Natural tuning of instruments, especially the psaltery stringed instruments in natural pitch tunings, harp, and bells, can help heal us. Water breaking over rocks in flow. The wind making chimes or shells or shards of pottery and glass gong softly. Heartbeat… breath.
When I was 22, I was in pre-med and worked part-time in a large city hospital as a venipuncture technician, two days in the hospital’s lab, and alternating weekends of “morning rounds”. A woman who was very ill and had been there for awhile (I had drawn her before) was very peaceful and I readied and drew her four tubes. During the second tube, she passed away. I considered whether or not to stop the collection and call a code. I didn’t. She was so very peaceful. I continued the remaining tubes and experienced her spirit leave her body, passing along my hands, and up to the ceiling, where is slowly dissipated through. It was pale blue. It was intensely comforting.
I went to the nurses station, gave them her tubes and told them she had died. Immediately there was a frantic frenzy and I was rushed with them to her room, where they were deciding whether or not to recussitate her. A doctor asked me which doctor I was, looking at my lab coat and badge, realizing I was a new face to him. I told him I was a technician, pointing at my photo ID. He asked me why I didn’t call the code. I answered: “Because she was at peace”. I left. Nothing more was said, and she was not there when I checked again. So, I have seen and felt what you see in this video. It is real.
It is imperative that we raise our frequency. The entire world is an illusion. Only what is NOT seen is real. Wake up, Neo.
[Written about 3PM EST] Let me start by saying that I have been recording the skies all day. From the moment I looked out the kitchen window southward, with the due east to the left of my southern horizon view, which parallels the eastern seaboard coastline, and about sixty miles from Washington DC, I have observed the immediate post-dawn chemtrailling jets stacked one upon the other simultaneously spraying from east to west, low on the horizon, as I looked facing directly south. Literally a dozen lines made by these evil sociopaths. Every day they outdo their egregious days before.
My photographs as the day progressed show exactly the artificial cloud patterns created. Like yesterday, I looked at some of the formations and thought (and at one point inferred in a very short video) it looks like they are hiding crafts (“what are they hiding”). (I’ll post the images of their chemical aerosol stratospheric aerosol injection madness later/soon, and back-link.)
Early in the afternoon (timestamp on the phone photos) I went to use the bathroom and looked out its west-facing window. The cold, white sun was there at about 1-ish location-wise, slightly south-west of west, the sky was bizarrely patterned, and whoa! I said to myself, there is another light in the sky, west. It was shimmering rainbow iridescent like moving oil, in a paisley-shaped changing shape-shifting cloud. I grabbed the (older iPhone) camera, and ran outside, to get better pictures than through window glass. Took shots of it and a video, and then a delivery van drove up, window down, radio blaring, so I stopped filming. Once the vehicle had gone, and I was looking for the light which is just a few seconds was gone, I looked around, then up. DIRECTLY OVER MY HEAD WAS A PERFECT HALF CIRCLE RAINBOW WITH CLEAR SKY IN THE CENTER. *I began to film and document it, took between 2 and three minutes of video, then turned off my camera and went inside.
I live in a church converted into apartments, seven of them. I do know that the owners, business partners who buy buildings for rental properties, told me that they exhumed the grave of the minister who built this church in 1870 and who is buried in the backyard cemetery (there is no yard, only cemetery and parking lot/driveway/stairwell to basement which smells like churchyard mold). They exhumed his grave without legal permit or pastoral presence, so they could dig a poured concrete stairwell and basement entry. His gravestone and casket was lifted out and put back in, his headstone was moved and set away from its original place, as was his casket, and his footstone is sideways. They didn’t even orient it correctly. So, and since I sense and see spirits, that’s some bad ju-ju present. I have talked with three other tenants who have seen orbs and felt a presence which all creeped them out. I have written about how my hat flew off the shelf as if pushed outward a few months back (not my first experience with entities moving things).
I went upstairs to write the experience while it was fresh and as I looked at the two videos I had made of the light, and then the semi-circular portal overhead, after taking a few still photos, I realized that they had each filmed while off, not on. I DID NOT MAKE THAT MISTAKE. I realized with a chilling understanding that my phone/camera had been manipulated by them. *supernatural
Before sitting down to write this, I made a small pot of coffee, to collect my thoughts and listen to some reflection on our spiritual reality on a CD. While I had been outside filming, the already loud harrassing electronic frequencies increased even more, incredulously. (I am always shocked as they keep ramping it up as time goes on, why shocked, I don’t know, and maybe I’ll get over that, but it does help me maintain a sense of humor, in an odd way.) So by the time my coffee was done I checked the sky and it was cleared to the west and south, pretty much. FOR THE FIRST TIME ALL DAY.
I truly believe that the eastern seaboard is under a heavy flotilla of crafts.
Many mornings begin with the sound of very high aircraft and what sounds like supersonic flights and their fighting/evasion/chasing. I don’t know how to really explain that further.
I will also add that my LAPTOP HAS BEEN FUCKED WITH ALL DAY AND IT WILL START UP, NOTHING IS WRONG WITH IT, AND IT SHUTS OFF AS IF FORCED OFF AT THE MOTHERBOARD. ALL DIAGNOSTICS RUN SAY IT’S FINE. I AM A CERTIFIED TECH WHO WORKED FOR AEROTEK, NASA GODDARD AND DISCOVERY CHANNEL. (I now embrace my low credit score 🙂
Just before i went to the bathroom and this all started, I had been – when I got the laptop working after six hours since it went haywire after I got up – writing a blogpost about French president Emmanuel Macron possibly being the antichrist. I had just made an image of YouTube videos in a row, with the search macron antichrist above, and was about to insert it into my wordpress post editor – and the laptop powered off.
And all day I have been thinking that it looks like crafts are being hidden by the chemtrails.
And my granddaughter drew a drawing (she’s almost fourteen now, and gifted) of a large, malevolent fish-like but with gills creature, and eyes, and I saw it on Monday (will get a pic for comparison as soon as I can, have “a call in”) and it was practically pictured in the sky (see photograph) and did she have a precognition of Lucifer, or an alien ship, or evil in the aether, or below; the deep abyss? SAME.
(The larger image below)
I am done recording this. Please Father Creator Most High draw my loved ones to you, unveil their eyes and hearts. My DNA is in them, I love them. We were all lied to. December 19, 2018. (Written on the very old off-network non-wifi laptop which is basically a typewriter, and saving to removeable drives… do not trust the ghosts in the machine…)
Article written by Anita Untersee. [My additions in LEAF GREEN.]
Groomed by Rothschild bankers and a 2014 attendee of the Bilderberg meeting, Socialist Emmanuel Macron won the French election beating out Nationalist Liberty loving Marine Le Pen in 2017. Declaring Nationalism as a betrayal of Patriotism, he wanted to be “the French Obama”. [What, CLONED? Isn’t he already?]
A National Enquirer sized scandalous schoolboy affair with his drama teacher, a 39-year-old mother of three, only fueled his dashing romantic image when the two later married. He appeared topless on an LGBT magazine and invited an LGBT dance troupe to the Elysee Palace. Giving new meaning to the “quaint” Clinton White House antics, it is just the tip of the iceberg. [Pedophilia in the education system, glamorized by acting/theater/predictive programming/wand of Holly.]
Fast forwarding a plan to increase French competitiveness in the global market he drastically reduced the cost of labor by allowing unchecked illegal immigration. Sound familiar? [Check.]
[An event ensues here, see next blog post]
Declaring himself the new leader of the free world, despite the inability to govern his own nation, he appears as a potential candidate for an End Times Antichrist.
He proposed a 10-state army for the defense of Europe. In Revelation 17:12, the Bible predicts 10 kings receiving power for one hour with the Beast.
Increasing taxes, particularly for diesel fuel and the global Agenda 21 carbon tax, sparked the Yellow Jacket Movement. This growing protest has resulted in riots amassing 300,000 angry French laborers in the City of Lights and across France. Fearing for his life, Macron backed down on his demands in a nationally televised speech like a dog with his tailed tucked, helicopters standing by to whisk him away from the unwashed masses.
The meaning of his full name, given by atheist parents, couldn’t be more telling. Emmanuel – God with us
Jean – gift from God Michel – who is like God? [Definitely do have to point out that the great imitator who cannot create does reversals/flips of truth to deceive]
Frédéric – peaceful ruler (“Prince of Peace” is the title for Jesus Christ – Isaiah 9:6-7) Macron – a written or printed mark (Revelation 13 tells us “the mark… is the name of the beast (Antichrist)”.
Thankfully, we as Christians, know the true Emmanuel.
Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.Matthew 1:23
During this joyous Christmas Season, let us remember, “The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light.” Isaiah 9:2
For Unto us a child is born, unto us a child is given, and the government shall be upon his shoulder and his name shall be called Wonderful Counsellor, The Mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6
If we truly believe that the government is upon His shoulder, then we have nothing to fear. Jesus sparked a revolution of radical love to His believers, an end to death by His promise of everlasting life. We can rest under the shelter of his hand. Fear not. No counterfeit earthly leader can compare to the love, joy, peace and hope brought to earth at the birth of an unlikely King in a lowly manger.
[I don’t have it in me to continue the rejoinders after “the event”, so will simply publish this, and add that everyone needs to realize that the 5G space fence lockdown is in effect BIGtime now, and getting more intense daily. Access the photonic energy of the Most High creator’s mystery within. When feeling overwhelmed, attacked, depleted, take that as validation of the mystery. There is a reason they attack us and steal our soul energy. Knowing the truth sets you free. It may be a constant re-orientation (it is!) but remember who you are and keep your vibration up. Eat less/intermittent fast, deworm, eat clean, no dead anything that once lived and had a pulse. (Vegan is best.) Distill your water (two years in here). Connect inside with the LOVE in you, and everyone you love now, and have, who have passed on, or are coming in. LOVE them. Love carries, LOVE has wings.]