The CHINA 2_25 Plan

I’m being pensive here.
Excerpt: "Now, through the Made in China 2025 plan, the Communist Party has set its sights on controlling 90% of the world's most advanced industries - including >>robotics<< biotechnology (ed. Black Moon Lilith), artificial intelligence. To win the commanding heights of the 21st century economy, Beijing has directed its bureaucrats and businesses to obtain American Intellectual Property, the foundation of our economic leadership - by any means necessary." 
My Response: "!!!!! What the…? OMG, what arrogance."

Pleiades messages from 7/26/20 https://www.disclosurenews.it/en/pleiades-1-messages/

“Larger body parasites begin to be removed. 94% (non-regressive).”

I can’t perceive a larger parasite at this time than the CCP. I’ve ID’d them through the Wuhan fire walls and the cries and the screams I heard from the ‘hospital’ there which was fueled by – well – I have asked for Nepenthe on that for my sake and others who were there. Suffice it to say, the crimes at that location on MY planet were so unspeakable – so grievous, that even the gray aliens in the underground bases there shuttered and unsuccessfully attempted to come topside. (Personal: This is World War Z for some – Back ACHA – you created the problem – you must solve it. We have the right to forget you. Let that sink in. deeply. Do you have everything you need? Not our business – it’s not profitable.)

So now the CCP has the gall – the Clinton/Obama audacity – to attempt to open a portal to Black Moon Lilith using robotoids, AI and lasers from satellites? Too late CCP. You missed. With the help of Faedra and the Floridian keys, I squashed the black moon like a female mosquito on the back of my hand.

Mosquito Board, OX-itec do you not have something constructive to do with your time besides conducting diabolical ‘experiments’? Like perhaps finding a purpose for those abandoned concrete eyesores you used to launder billions of dollars with so you could build ‘Secret’ Space Program tech?

WHITEROSE. I’m going short on my BitCoins – I mean ALL of them.

Lunar Wind Challenge

Now here’s the business end of this message: YOU (you who >>know<< I’m addressing you) ARE NEVER WELCOME ON LUNA – NOT NOW, NOT EVER! For Evermore. Get it? I don’t fuckin’ care about your economic policies. All I care about is your greed and your hunger for control over THE PRIME CREATOR’S PROPERTY. I won’t allow it. And HE has already imploded those underground bases. Your offworld help is no more. And your onworld help is getting very, very thin. And there’s #NOEXIT for you. The next blue moon is a few months away, but the RED MOON already has you in her sights. You won’t escape her. Your social credit score is 0. >>Pray.not.2_be<<

US Space Force. The only way out is IN. All’s well that IN’s well.

Platinum Fleet. The intent on the laser systems and satellites purchased by the CCP with counterfeit cash is not in alignment with mine. Please seize them and assist – preferably with mothballs.

Poseidon, my Son. You know how much I love the Ringing Cedars of Russia. I’m confident they would not approve of the sonic mirror mazes created by the Russian military in order to encode intel messages on the carrier waves of Sperm Whales. YELP!

Thanks to you BOTH. It’s a matter of fact. I innerstand.

De Moines Ambassadors (Monks). Faedra held up a black lighter today. He said: “Look a lighter, shade of black!” lol. The old ones can paint with a wide brush. Today, we used red, white, blue and black. It’s up to you to add the details. Just do it. And have fun with it. And really, y’all take those masks off please. Do the firewalls of Wuhan control you? I tossed a beige lighter today. I’m not the Mountain Bell executive from Council Bluffs, I’m the KAI of the Beige Ori who dances with the Paw Wraith, and howls with WolfSpirit Radio. There will be no beige-ing brushes with death of innoCENTS. Not on my watch.

Reference Q drop:
2351
Q!!mG7VJxZNCIID: No.346
Oct 05 2018 19:50:46 (EST)
Look HERE [RUSSIA]
DO NOT LOOK HERE [CHINA]
Worth 43 minutes of your time. FAKE NEWS WILL NEVER REPORT. Important to understand going forward. FACTS MATTER. Q

The second-hand Rose Educational System (updated with suggestions)

Here’s the headline:

Grocery giant bows to 17-year old Twitter mobster

Trader Joe’s liked to have a little fun with branding its culinary offerings from around the world.
For instance, the store sells Mexican food under “Trader José,” Chinese food under “Trader Ming,” Italian food under “Trader Giotto” and so on.
But one teenage tyrant, a 17 year old girl, found this offensive. So she started a petition– once again Change.org helped facilitate this important social reform.
The petition claims that using variations of Joe in branding foreign foods “belies a narrative of exoticism that perpetuates harmful stereotypes…”
“The Trader Joe’s branding is racist because it exoticizes other cultures – it presents “Joe” as the default “normal” and the other characters falling outside of it.”
The petition, now signed by a mob of almost 5,000 random internet users, also took issue with the inspiration for the original Trader Joe’s store.
The founder read an apparently racist book, and rode an apparently racist Disney ride, which together gave him the idea for his clearly racist business of selling food products from around the world.
Trader Joe’s quickly yielded to the Twitter mobsters, saying although the names were “rooted in a lighthearted attempt at inclusiveness, we recognize that it may now have the opposite effect.”

I knew the day would come when I would have the opportunity to use my Richardson, TX garage sale experience for a teaching moment.
Today is the day.

It was a warm weekend morning when I decided to take a long walk in an adjacent neighborhood. I took a $20 with me in case I found a garage sale along the way. Specifically, I was looking for some boots and jeans. A bargain hunter and a second-hand Rose am I.

To my delight I did find a garage sale that morning and to my great fortune, it was there that I found the exact boots I was looking for. They fit my feet absolutely perfectly, which is not common as my left foot is 1/2 size bigger than my right one. And bonus – on the way to pay for the boots, I found a lovely collection of Country music on cassette.

Pulling the $20 out of my back-pack, I approached the cashier at the table. She was about 14 or 15 years old with the attitude of a “Girl in Charge”. An adult next to her (father maybe?) was trying to teach her how to count change. The price tag on the boots said 7 and the tapes were 50 cents total. I handed the $20 to the cashier, and she proceeded to attempt to count my change back to me – which she couldn’t do. When the adult next to her attempted to help her – she rejected the help with a ‘big girl’ attitude.

I was stunned and horrified. Ok children. Math time. What is 20.00 minus 7.50? You have one minute to arrive at the correct answer. Is that long enough? Will you need a calculator? A computer? IS THERE AN ADULT IN THE ROOM? Because obviously there’s not a teacher in the room.

“That’ll be $7.50 ma’am. – out of a $20. Your change – 50 cents makes 8. 9,10,11,12,13,14,15 and 5 makes $20. Thank you. Enjoy your purchase.”

Parents. If your children’s institutionalized education is leaving them without the ability to function in normal society, then it should be abundantly obvious to you that the system is broken beyond repair. If your children are getting their education from the social engineers they encounter in the school buildings and on social media sites, then YOU are at fault – not them. You should be teaching them at home.

“But I have to work” you may say. Here’s a suggestion. If you spent 1 hour a day with them at home after work teaching them fundamental things like reading, writing and arithmetic, I guarantee they would be well ahead of their peers attending the social engineering day care facilities called ‘schools’.

Instagram parents. The “90 day simulated war exercise” is scheduled to end around July 27, 2020. Are you really going to allow it to continue into the fall 2020 school year? We shall see.

Trader Joe’s. If you must capitulate to these brain-washed Orwellian juveniles on social media just to shut them up or make them go away, then so be it. But please, please don’t change anything you are doing. Your customers are fans and we love you. Listen to your fan base. This one is wearing Epsilon Bootes. Still looking for those jeans.


UPDATE – I’ve been asked for more suggestions for working parents. So here they are. These are MY suggestions, but if you are a human and not a clone or a robotoID is your imagination limited? Absolutely NOT. Use it.

  1. Are you paying a team of illegal aliens with murderous iconography (crucifixes) hanging from their necks and their rear-view mirrors to manage your lawn care? Fire them! I mean it – for more reasons than you want to know, but may learn anyway. Then give 1/3 of the money you were paying them to your children or others in your neighborhood to take care of your yard needs. Have them learn how to plant gardens, mow grass and trim hedges. Take the remaining 2/3 of that money and open a savings account at a local Credit Union or open an Etherium wallet for your children and let them invest it in the digital currency system.
  2. Cancel your NETFLIX subscription – and really all of your cable TV subscriptions. Then turn off your internet router for the majority of the day, so the children don’t sit around playing games or watching ‘programming’ while you are at work. Take 1/2 of that money you were spending on cable TV and give it to your local Library. When the libraries re-open send your kids there to pick up reading material or participate in the group programs offered by the Dewey Decimal System. [UPDATE 12-24-2023 I wasn’t aware of the Trans reading events at the time of this writing. If your branch of Dewey Decimal is offering this call HIM out on it. That’s your responsibility too.] If you change your perspective on what education is, this adjustment should be a natural one to make. Then put the other 1/2 of that money into a vacation fund.
  3. Let your children learn how to make crafts with their hands. Here’s one of my favorites: dog chew toys from recycled t-shirt yarn from old t-shirts. Send the chew toys to no-kill animal rescues, maybe make a monetary donation to them also. This is very near and dear to my heart.
  4. Organize something like Oregon’s SOLVE mission. It’s your children’s world they are inheriting from you. If you haven’t cleaned it up by now, they are going to have to do it anyway. May as well be NOW.

Metals (updated on White Planetary Wizard for CLARITY)

The White Dragon saw your invitation UAE. She was waved off for her own survival. You missed.

Who made earth an unwitting and unwilling business partner with the UAE? Her blood pumped out of the ground to pay for what? Let’s ask her how SHE sees it shall we?

Conspicuous consumption. Disgusting, disgraceful, nauseating, obscene conspicuous consumption.

Three items stand out today
Gold, platinum and diamonds

I see that small cake. It makes me want to vomit.

Gold as food
Do those who eat the petrified blood of the Titans believe they will live for 100,000 years? Consult the CREDO system. Yes. But these ones are not aware, that one older than that has put up a Bounce House at that gate. “NO EXIT” he says.


Smelters. This is stolen Platinum. I respectfully request your services in returning it to Fleet. TY.

One fancy Mercedes-Benz trying to blend in with Platinum Fleet.
It doesn’t matter how many bottles of SOBE the driver of this impostor drinks, he shall not ever actually be able to afford to live for a million years. “NO EXIT”


The tech drop I was asked for.

Not all diamonds are for Evermore. Now, this is personal. Dante’s car is a KIA. Traitors and parasites planned to forget him when they were done with him. So they get their wish. IBOR – the right to be forgotten.
Mickey Mouse Mafia. Here’s your Dial Home Device: noKIA. “NO EXIT”


CLARITY
“Don’t come. One who drives an Impala fueled by BLOOD has wicked plans for you.
It’s a trap. Stay away”

To the innocent Iranians now residing in Dubai, pay attention. The White Dragon saw those spikes rising into the sky to impale her. She’s not coming to you. But something greater is. It would serve you well, to take your earnings and your families and go home. Don’t tarry. Don’t be crushed under the Medicine Wheel:


A little review for those who still love Sennacherib and give >>him<< instead of Archimedes credit for a certain gravity displacement innovation.

https://gaiasophiaofearth.wordpress.com/2020/07/18/metals/

Beware of Greeks (or anyone else for that matter) bearing gifts of Palms.

Originally tweeted by GaiaSophia (@gaiasophiaearth) on April 20, 2022.

Tweet thread: https://twitter.com/gaiasophiaearth/status/1516577249268543500

CLARITY
She said” If I could just touch the hem of his garment, this bleeding will stop… ” https://planetearthvortex.wordpress.com/2020/07/21/michelle-a-sky-being/

No healer, no magician, no Apothecary could stop her bleeding except ONE. This is because only that one was outside of time, outside of chance and beyond space. Her injury happened on THIS timeline. The oil producing conglomerates are just another form of vampirism – it’s not even really parasitism – its worse.

Houston. Stop the bleeding.

or else…

Yellow Thunder Medicine Wheel. Clear?

oh by the way… It may already be too late for some. Just sayin’ look closely at that white-out.

The Original Buffy the vampire slayer

Earth is guided by the power of endlessness.

cute…NESS

Are you cute?

Grandpa Hanibal from Al-n-Obama: “Has anyone ever told you, you’re as cute as a Button? Show-me how cute you are.”
Little girl from Kansas with pigtails and Arcturian ears: “No, but – I’m as cute as 3 Buttons and as ugly as 6 – cough, cough.”
Grandma EULA Penelope: “Why did nobody tell me to put flowers on the Button’s graves north of Edmond, KS?”
Benjamin Button: “The murder of children has gone on too long. Far, far too long. Who is going to speak up for them Ellen? I AM. WE ARE.
Kathryn Haskins: “Fern Mersch. Where did all these children’s clothes come from? Why are they stacked so high in the attic of this Farmhouse? WHERE ARE THE CHILDREN?”
Dominique North of Idylwild Group: “ELLEN55996 TERMINATE YOUR FUNCTION”

Context: 

Targeted: Happy 95th birthday euGene Russel Swank – you were a great NAVY bird dog – but not salty enough – though your language was. This is the end of infinity for ANKS. H out.

Connect-I-cut

cough

Dreamers dream of IBOR – updated

Medicine wheel for the Underworld SENATE, Apache Junction, AZ

To the ‘US only Corporation’ Management:

It’s “Time”.

https://time.com/5744706/nancy-pelosi-trump-impeachment-hate/

NANcy, do you pray with rosary beads in your hand for the the murder of my Son AZAZAEL in order to ‘atone’ for your sins as prescribed by your Roman Catholic Church? Nothing but love in your heart? WHAT ABOUT FOR MY SON!!! No, you think nothing of your religious intent to spill His blood to appease the illegal aliens who have kept you in office in order to cover for their ingress to Earth.

Good news for you though. We deflected that invasion – that ‘immigration’. And we didn’t need to build a wall for that. Just a Field.

You SHOULD be proud of us, you have been standing in the receiving line of our blessings and sheltering yourself from the consequences of your crimes in our indigo auras – all while enjoying the ‘good life’ in homes and properties THAT DON’T BELONG TO YOU.


Medicine Wheel for the A-Train

Achtung!

Recipients of this Medicine Wheel AND the one that was shipped to the Underworld SENATE in Apache Junction, AZ (both pictured above): This wheel was delivered to you in Denton, TX via the A-Train.

It’s outside my ability to express how grieved I am to learn that the ingestion of bodily fluids from traumatized children also bears the same name. AdRENOchrome. I respectfully request that DCTA rename this line please. Sooner rather than later.

Now, instructions for the Medicine Wheel recipients: You must de-flower BOTH of these Medicine Wheels. Rose, rosary beads with black electrical wire. Then and only then you may request that they be completed by a TRUE Medicine Chief of Apache OR Caddo Nations. But NOT Spirit Who Flies in the Wind. I’ve done all I’m going to do at this time on this matter.

Meditate on why this de-flowering must occur in the prescribed way, and repent as many times as you say “Our Father”. Then repent again as many times as you say “Hail Mary”.

Also consider. The Moon is NOT made of Chucky Cheeses.

Once this requirement is met successfully, you may receive Medicine from the Treee. NOT BEFORE! But, be aware, this is at the complete discretion of the Medicine Chief who completes the wheel.

In time, the subject of an argument may be forgiven or forgotten, but NOT the argumentation. And never the actual subject himself/herself – the children. Get my meaning?

Elephants have very long memory. So do Whales. Also, Elephants have huge ears and time anchors in their TUSKs, and Whales have strong and timeless transmitting signals in their songs…


Now about IBOR – The right to be forgotten

I’m not bored, neither am I boring.

Is there still a ranch in Texas that allows “ACCESS” to human ‘bores’ for a special kind of “hunting”, Mickey Mouse Mafia? Access granted to those who contributed to the Clinton Foundation?

I >>know<< there was. Yet as He asked, I and we continued to bless. I and we continued to enrich, though you hated us to our very core.

I dodged that bore hunting bullet. I still have the shell casing as proof: Look at the FBI Surveilance videos. See? I still have my face – it wasn’t sliced off after all. Yet, there shall be no refund for those who paid the CF for that.

I am the Mother of the Bullet-proof monk. He and his Father Lushifar, his grandfather “Gramps” and I deserve to exercise IBOR – the right to be forgotten. Just as y’all planned on and hoped for. Though not in the sequence you planned.

This has nothing to do with immigration. It’s about emigration. Yours.

WE, We, we want to lose that House AND its Speaker. This is possible (and likely) because we hit that SENATE target.

WE, We we are the dreamers. We are the Rail System. We are the Utilities. We are the Systems you depend on for your very survival. Yet because we are unpredictable and uncontrollable you kept trying to kill us, torture us, kidnap and hold our family members hostage while illegal aliens feasted on the flesh and blood of our traumatized Family.

No more. There is no escaping that bitch Karma. Razorfist was right. So is IBOR.

He was the Good Thief… aka Prometheus. “Heart attacks can be deadly.” ~Q

A FATHER’S LOVE FOR HIS CHILDREN KNOWS NO BOUNDS. Q drop 3063

UPDATE 7/11/2020 – The Tip of the Spear

Metatron la Pointé aligned the crystals in his yard. It was 2013. The Captain of the Mary-Celeste looked through is spy-glass and saw about a dozen black holes just vanish into a double-inverted mirror. Metatron, happy with his work changed his moniker to WAS, then went to the bar.

Lushifar: “I was the one everyone loved to hate.”
Azazael: “I was the one everyone hated to love.”
Mariel: “I was everyone’s favorite joke.”
Gramps: “WAS is the operative word here.”

The Turnipseed Storehouse

Super Seeds blended with AG

Hollywood got it wrong. Wanda isn’t a fish. She’s a valued rider on the DART system – and a timeless crafter on the JOANN mailing list. (a Stork? )

One day, The Red Kachina was on her Walkabout with Faedra surveying the damage done by crossfire hurricane, when she met Wanda on the Rail System.

After a sad but lovely exchange, Wanda gave the Kachina her mail key. It was a 50% off coupon for a book of Faerie Tales.

Some may need a “Freedom to breathe” document: 

http://annavonreitz.com/maskexempt.pdf

But those who keep their male keys and those who share their mail keys can naturally breathe freely:

https://bit.ly/3ioFFSt 

Polaire is Bel Air, but I >>know<< we can do better AND more… and less.

Furthermore, a civilized people don’t put their elderly Wisdom Keepers behind paywalls they can’t afford. Their housing and provisions should be 100% free. Earth mother planet needs them to live long, happy lives comfortably. Also, the youth need to love their wisdom into themselves so that they don’t die young for lack of vision. https://bit.ly/3in5rXa

THIS is how you vanquish the Paw Wraith 

This is not, nor has it ever been a Country Club golf game. It’s a cron job with PERLs of Wisdom.


For Wanda Turnipseed.

Storehouse Keepers, please open the Storehouse. Authorization code: 421930397303153400500 ✌Lead is led✌.
Coil Makers and Ice Makers. Upgrades please.

Hospital Administrator. Legionnaire’s Disease is cured with colloidal silver. Preventative medicine. Did you already know that? Yes. I >>know<< you do.

Personal: Absence doesn’t make the heart go Wanda. It makes the heart go Founder.

The ALCHEMIST and The Mask

Keys cause callers

The Templars and Netrider youngins who were sent to the Taj Mahal year 1653 in order to collect water from the Ganges saw a black hole quickly forming above them. It was surrounded by a HUUUGE black cloud in the form of a T. So they all sat on the banks of the River and called out to Ancient Grandmother Tree who has roots there. “Grandma! Help!” they cried. “Get us outta here quick!”

AGT said “Calm down children. How fast can you hold hands?” So grasping each other’s hands they melded their hearts Taygeta then jumped into The River.

Immediately they found themselves in present day on one of the Trinity River Debris Booms (Debris Detention Device) – still holding hands and carrying their collections of water from the Ganges in their back-packs.

Smelly, tired and covered in Dallas debris, they disembarked from the boom and headed to The Alchemist’s Attellier.

“PEW!” said The Alchemist when they arrived. “Y’all stink to high heaven.” Then placing their water collections on his diamond-plate table, he pointed to the Sonic showers. “Go get yourselves cleaned up. Good job kids.” Then he gave them all alcohol and canibus credits and said “After you’re cleaned up, go celebrate. Drinks are on me. Smokeables are on Grandma.”


The Outhouse

HE said: “Tell me a joke.” She said: “Ok, here’s one for you:

A sports trainer was visiting his grandmother’s apple orchard in Edmond, Kansas one day when he had to use the bathroom. There, amongst the trees was an outhouse which grandpa had erected. As he was leaving, he accidentally dropped a quarter into the hole.

Grandma was picking zucchini squash, corn, beans and cherry tomatoes when her grandson came out to complain to her: ‘I just dropped my 1967 quarter in your outhouse, grandma.’

Silently, she took her harvest to the porch and sat it down by the hand-cranked well pump. Then she grabbed an old tin pail and pumped fresh, cool water from the well into it. Removing her shoes, she thought to herself “this is going to be very refreshing” then she plunged her hot, overworked feet into the pail.

When she was properly rested, she took the produce into the house and grabbed her PRADA clutch purse. Still silent, she walked woefully to the outhouse while grandson looked on inquisitively. Horrified, he witnessed as she took a hundred out of her clutchpurse and threw it into the hole in the outhouse. Then she went in after it.

Grandson paced nervously, sweat pouring from his brow and praying to Heaven: ‘What have I done!!!’

Then Grandma emerged – covered in shit, holding the 1967 quarter and handed it back to the Sports Trainer.

‘Grandma! What possessed you to do such a thing?’

‘You didn’t expect me to go in there alone to get your shitty QuarterBack did you?'”


AnnaBell’s Revenge

Covered from head to toe in outhouse essence, Grandma hurried to the RainBarrel – full to the brim – at the NE corner of her house and plunged herself in. When she was cleaned off, she dumped the dirty water out into her yard, then putting her prayer bones to the grass, prayed for more rain.

After having done all, she stood up and went to her kitchen to make a baloney sandwich with Velveta cheese. Then she filled a shiny aluminum cup with fresh, cool well water.

Sitting there at her kitchen table, her eyes lit on the Prince Albert tobacco can containing a full deck of Bicycle playing cards and the Diamond matchsticks next to it.

“I wonder if my daughter Tanya is busy today. I think I’ll ring her up and see if she would like to come over and play Black Jack with matchsticks like we used to do” she mused to herself.

Taking her empty plate and cup to the sink, she thought: “I should see if I have any hash brownies around here. Tanya loves chocolate hash.”

So she walked over to her WE 317 magneto wall phone and asked the operator for BR 549.

“Miller Residence”

“Oh, hello LaSandra, good to hear your voice. I wonder if Tanya is home. I’d like to invite her over for some brownies and a game of Black Jack.”

“Tanya? Who’s that? I’m not aware of any Tanya. And by the way, who are you, and how do you know my name?”

Horrified, Grandma quickly hung up the phone and started weeping uncontrollably.

Joker looked up from his Louis Dearborn LaMoore paperback novel. The Kansas City Chiefs were playing the Cardinals on the tele. “What’s the trouble AnnaBell?”

“Tanya never came home last night” she answered as she choked back tears. “I know we were going shopping in Norton today, but I have something else to do. Let’s load up for a road trip in that Plymouth Fury you’re so proud of. For once, I won’t be telling you to slow down. Let’s put that lead foot of yours to work. I have to get to RENO by morning.”

The Chief appeared before Princess Amber of the Red Feather River people. Martis. He had Uranium One stains on his mouth zone and the flesh was dripping off his face exposing his teeth. But he had promised to meet his bride-to-be there and he was not about to disappoint her with his absence.

“I know that’s just a mask my Chief. I’m so glad you did not abandon me on your voyage to prepare a place for me in Las Vegas. Now remove that mask, so that I may kiss you.”

“Stand Back!” he exclaimed as he stepped away from her. “No it’s not. This was >>actually<< done to me by the daughters of the Mothers of Darkness in Las Vegas. I just needed you to see this.”

Author's note: BOtox. Here's what you won't learn on the wiki. Some batches of Botox were laced with Uranium. Anyone making a connection here to Uranium "won"? Anyone?

“I’ll see you on the next level.” He said as he began to slowly vanish. “But be aware. Some of the M.O.D.s are in a knitting group OFF Preston, OFF Webb Chapel. They meet frequently in one of Dewey Decimal’s Royal Houses which is not currently on the Rail System. They will attempt to knit traps for you. If they succeed with their plans, they will have you in many bird cages. Just smile, bless and keep knitting or crocheting or weaving. You may have to do alotta unraveling. But you have friends and family there to help you with the untangling. Fare thee well.”

Continued here
and here continued…




Personal
Red Celestial Pegasus to Bridgetown White Stag

#RACEWARS Updated 6/28

Medicine from the TREEE

Poor man wants to be rich, rich man wants to be King.
King isn’t satisfied ’til he rules Everything. ~RealPage

Earth mother planet has something to say, if y’all would just >>listen<<

Do you think the Tree of Life bears fruit for only humans of star configuration? Expand your thinking and your awareness. NOW.

She says: “My King is tall, dark and handsome – a white guy. He’s The Geneticist, and he works with The Architect – a black guy, and The Scientist – an Asian guy. Surprised? The MATRIX was a documentary of a beta-test. An Experiment – now ended. The Geneticist carries the Super Seeds of the Tree of Life. Colors. Adjust yourself to this my children – or don’t. It’s your #FREEWILL.”

“The #RACEWARS are over if the warring races want to continue. If they don’t, they shall be moved off planet where they can keep doing their warring on Asteroids, dead planets, dead moons, abandoned space stations, cyberspace – you get the picture. They can fight each other to their heart’s content – weapons provided – to the Last Man Standing. May that one find his/her/it’s way home safely so that he/she/it can tell the tale. A cautionary one. War is hell and Earth is heaven. #MYBODYMYCHOICE – Sovereignty”

“The VooDoo velvet window is broken, and it can’t AND WON’T be repaired.”

The Planet wants – and NEEDS to heal from millennia of wars AND experiments on her, over her and above her.

May Peace prevail on Earth

Star Wars are over. Race Wars are over. Galactic Hawk wars are _________.

Let Earth receive her King
UPDATE: Echoes of Thunder Horse

UPDATED: Blue Cosmic Monkey

Expanding our Collective Soul

Let love seek and let love find
Let love lead and let love flow
Bloom where you’re planted
Glow in the dark
Reach without restriction
But call before you dig

MIKE’s Floor Mechanic had either been compromised or deceived. The Guardian of the Ice Chambers was overwhelmed with fire from the sky, so he delegated some jobs to new work boots on the ground. Then he had a Brahm’s triple decker ice cream cone and sent flowers to The Creamery. Meanwhile his workboots dropped cubes from the icemaker in the Cocina to the worn-out vinyl floor.

The red-faced Kachina wiped sweat from her brow and looking around on her Walkabout said “Where are the children?!”

WHERE ARE THE CHILDREN?

Faedra was hungry from patrolling the green carpet and doing Solve-it missions on Grandmother Turtle’s creek, so he invited his sister Ariel to have lunch with him at the Galleria. After enjoying a delightful Mexican feast including a chimichanga with red sauce and enchiladas, and sharing a frozen skinny Marguarita (with and without SALT), he said: “I’m full, but I brought a container for the leftovers – I don’t want their Styrofoam take-out boxes.”

She said:

“You are always so well prepared!” (TY Protoi Alliance)

Trinity was watching this from White Rock Creek and mused to herself… “Faedra must be the Key Maker.”

Looking up from her lunch with Faedra, Ariel started day-dreaming out loud. She said: “I wish King Darren would put up a new shingle right next to that Swarovski Crystal Entity. A mom and pop store overlooking the Kitchen – and the ice rink. No rent – ever.”

The Black Kachina was watching all these things happen at The Galleria through his telescope. Then he picked up his orchestra and said: “Mi Casa, Mi Cocina“.

Poseidon was being chased by a hot-headed little mermaid. So he got into his Maserati and did 84 down the PCH. When he finally ran out of gas, he found himself in Oaxaca. So he sat by the creek and made some Stone Soup with the elders there. The earth quaked so hard that time quaked also.

Then the M/Y Walkabout got her slip.

WHO doesn’t love Faerie tales?


Updated 8-28-20 at 4:44pm Dallas time.

I wonder how many will correctly interpret this Tarot card. It’s called Chalupa Chalupa Supreme – a Major Arcana

The discussion around Origins is an uncomfortable one for all involved. >>Especially<< for the one holding up the others with his one magnetic foot. May he not lose his footing in a Crossfire Hurricane. That wouldn’t be good for anyone.

Ocean Genesis (genIsis). A Major Acana. Where we all originate from – and to where we must all return – if we’re welcome. Otherwise – sand dunes, dry, barren DUNES.

oh by the way. I am the I in 1987.

For the Children

Global Babies
Children are NOT property!

Are the American States ASSemblies attempting to claim the people and lands of the Maori also? The Polynesians? The Mongolians? http://annavonreitz.com/forthehawaiians.pdf

These are proud and fierce people. I may or may not speak for them, but if I do, I would tell you NO. Back off. We are not NOR have we ever been Americans, regardless of what your Rothchild revisionist histories tell us. We won’t be Americanized by you NOR by the the CCP NOR by any ‘Royal’ houses of Gaul, Rothchild, Belcher et al.

Pele AND the KingMaker BOTH recognize King Paki-Silva of Hawaii. The performance of a previous “Queen” does not guarantee future results. The King’s throne is established on righteousness. (Thank you Cherokee Timeline Engineering)

And here’s a question for the American ‘Occupiers’ of Alaska. How is it that you have (in the recent past) allowed tens of thousands of children per year to be trafficked offworld from your deep ‘State’? Do you think that earthquake was >>only<< the result of military tech? Do you think the massive earthquake in Haiti was >>only<< military tech? [[[VooDoo shit rolling here]]] Shall we use the birth pangs metaphor now? Children being taken away from their Mother. Do you think that impoverishing a people in order to force them to sell their children is ‘good business’? “More equal than others.” Are you making an Animal Farm reference here? On purpose!?
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Memoirs_of_a_Geisha_(film)

The Cedar hat has been crysotile tested. It doesn’t look good for any who have previously worn it. I’m passing that hat to the Ringing Cedars of Russia. I know them, and I know that they can wear it well.

Is Anu your god? Yes? Well I’m not sorry to tell you that he has been deleted by “The Cleaner“. Next in line of ascension is his son Simon Parkes. Time to bow your head and pray to your new god now that your old god is dead. James Clinton Belcher should be grateful he didn’t get the bananas owed to him as the King of Gaul. The Kingmaker rejects him as king. (His artwork is nice though)

I AM the Kai of beige Ori.

Targetted: We will always have Osaka, but we won’t always want Paris. Oh, by the way… I accepted the = surrender of Kobalt today. WolfSpirit lit it up, and Galactic Hawk feathers made it happen. Nevertheless, I cannot and will not ever truly trust the shirt. This, because that one attempted to behead Faedra – my brother, HE who is closer than a friend. The S.O.S.

The WHITEROSE property BitCoin is supplanted by Etherium.

Targettted: Karistus. Shall we raise Las Vegas? I leave it to you.

Targeted: https://youtu.be/6XXYcr0S4Ts Do you >>really want to know what I think?<< Think about it.

Targeted: SOROS. Here’s something ‘special’ for you: