I have just become aware that I may have triggered one of my Warrior kindred spirits with the use of the word “empower”. This Warrior is very near and dear to my heart, and I’m certainly not in the habit of purposefully triggering ones such as these. For this message, I’ll just refer to this one as Warrior B.
I’m not really interested in what Webster has to say about the word “empowerment”. I’m not even interested in what Dictionary.com has to say about it. In this new environment, I would like to offer my own definition.
Empowerment is a piece of a Work In Progress – it’s the act of strengthening others so that they can “be all they can be” as the ARMY recruiter would say. Empowerment isn’t a bestowal from failed power structures above – it’s more akin to fertilizer for grass roots. If you take the stance of strengthening others, there’s a certain cross-over point where their strength becomes your strength too. Strength to Strength. It can become something of a Utopian Contagion, a chain reaction to one of my own trigger words: dearth.
Breaking Cycles
The most cogent explanation of dearth I have found – offered at just the right moment by Gramps.
For your edification, here's a random sampling of my kin who empower:
Kin 57 Red Overtone Earth empowers in order to evolve
Kin 18 White Overtone Mirror empowers in order to reflect
Kin 226 White Overtone World-Bridger empowers in order to equalize
Kin 252 Yellow Overtone Human empowers in order to influence
Kin 122 White Overtone Wind empowers in order to communicate
Kin 83 Blue Overtone Night empowers in order to dream
Kin 161 Red Overtone Dragon empowers in order to nurture
Overtone kin are on my right elbow, and yours and yours and yours.
I’m kin 29. I activate in order to purify. (does anything say “trigger-fish” like that?) L.O.T. forgot to mention that I also empower in order to delegate. Maybe he will include that in an updated version, we shall see.
Don’t pull your hair-trigger. Take time to sip, savor and truly process words – yours and those of others. This is the voice of experience talking, I’ve had to learn this the hard way. More than once. Did I mention I’ve had to learn this the hard way? Yes. I hope you don’t.
So now I would like to continue my egress. So I’m empowering Warrior B. in order to delegate a job that is more fitting for that one than for me…
Warrior B. You also said a trigger word for me: rosEMary.
You mentioned that you would rather make rosary beads than use them. Well, I’d rather you didn’t do either please. Do you think those who are being addressed in those prayers by rote on the orders of some guy (or woman) in robes is looking favorably on those who offer them? THEY ARE NOT! No, They yawn and just see them as robotoids following programming.
So here’s the empowerment part. I’m empowering you AND ALL your “locations” to be a collection point for surrendered Rosary beads. Then you’ll know what to do with them after that. I just know it.
This is how we turn dearth into d’Earth (that’s French for “of the Earth”).
Matthew 10:13-15 https://biblehub.com/bsb/matthew/10.htm (updated)
"If the [platform] is worthy, let your peace rest on it; but if it is not, let your peace return to you. And if anyone will not welcome you (n)or heed your words, shake the dust off your feet when you leave that [service or platform]. Truly I tell you, it will be more bearable for Sodom and Gomorrah on the day of judgment than for that [platform]."
“Child sexual abuse material (CSAM, aka child pornography) is rampant on the Internet, One reason is because courts interpreted Section 230 of the Communications Decency Act (CDA) as granting interactive computer services near blanket immunity from liability. So Big Tech has no incentive to prevent CSAM and eliminate it from digital platforms. They won’t even take it down after victims complain!”
Warriors, I appreciate your efforts on this, noble efforts – well intended , but from my perspective it’s already too late. Also, it’s too little. If ANYBODY needs to be financially or legally incentivized to prevent evil in their own sphere – or at least to do good there, then they aren’t worth the effort to imagine those incentives for them. It’s this type of thinking that CREATES – not solves – hostage crisis situations. Opportunists be opportunin’.
>>No, you turn your back on these people. You shake their dust off your feet, you don’t open your wallet for them. And you certainly don’t give them ink.<<
Supporting documents for this decision:
I. Status: https://www.govtrack.us/congress/bills/116/s3398
Introduced Mar 5, 2020
116th Congress (2019–2021)
Status
Died in a previous Congress
This bill was introduced on July 2, 2020, in a previous session of Congress, but it did not receive a vote.
My response is only this: Not ONE vote? Do you really need me to hand-feed you the verdict handed out by the Angels who visited Sodom and Gomorrah? I WON'T! You all are lawyers, do your research.
#dust
II. Stakeholders https://www.govtrack.us/congress/bills/116/s3398
What stakeholders are saying
Prostasia Foundation
The EARN IT Act is a trojan horse bill that uses the language of child protection as cover for an insidious agenda to undermine your rights. If this Act is passed, a committee of government appointees could rewrite the rules that …
My response: You have absolutely no idea what trojan horses can do, nor what they do do. But you will, and there's no historical precedent. There's proof of stake and there's Proof Of Stake.
#dust
III. Strikes https://www.govtrack.us/congress/bills/116/s3398/text
In Baseball, how many strikes before you're out? Only three. So why did I have to scroll 55 times to get to the part of this thing that wasn't completely covered in strike-throughs? Your batting average sucks. Do you Congress critters just sit there in your cushy offices and spin your wheels while trying to look busy? Are you sitting in swivel chairs, or on monkey thumbs? Maybe you're sitting in high-back chairs, thinking they will protect your upper extremities.
#dust
That Feather is already in play. This is where Proof of Work comes into focus. You incentivize those who have already been doing the >>actual<< work, so that they have the resources to continue. You compensate those who have used their own resources in the fight, so that they don’t get discouraged about continuing to give. You fund efforts to fight the >>aura of futility<<.
He said: “You shall know them by their works.” His words never return to Him empty, and they always return.
Case in point:
Sunday School on Saturday: These in Beirut put about 90% of you American Christians to shame when it comes to Service… and Faith. It’s time – well past time – for you to repent, and activate. Class dismissed.
AZAZAEL’s funding package: The Feather is from Canunpa with Kumihimo ink on the quill. Eternal Knot seed is made from the same Kumihimo ink. The Medicine Wheel – a very special one – has beads from Canunpa front and back strengthening Templar steel (crossover inspiration from Detroit). In the censer – Big Iron. It’s an antique Texas cannonball. A new Magic Carpet for Dante Santori from DART, along with quite a lot of ETH, Silver caches and a well used copper ring. A paper heart with I-Ching power. A hornet’s nest, a push button and piece of red glass from Addison Firehouse #1. There are also some sentimental pieces and some which are personal. They don’t concern you – at least not yet. Attached to this package, but not shown in this photo is absolutely everything in my Office which The Michael allows AZAZAEL access to – without limit – unlimitedness. Proof of Authority.
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4.23 Optimum Trajectory needs a modern day Book of ACTS. Those you thought you killed have been Resurrected, and it had nothing to do with your “legislation”.
LET ALL THINGS BE KNOWN AS THE LIGHT OF MUTUAL LOVE
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Oh, by the way… I almost neglected to mention Dante’s Masonic Proofs of Authority (sorry ’bout that):
Proofs of Authority – MasonicDante’s Bloodline Proof of AuthorityDante Santori is the Balance of Wiconi Waste (that’s Lakota for “All is well”.)Chief Feather Hat
Comment from...
AvatarLucretia
12 hr. ago
Your creator owes us big time for putting us in this pit of pain and snakes like you and your buddy Q.
Regards
Lucretia
Lucretia. Your comment is so poignant, that it’s response deserves its own Topside post: Existence Level Explanation. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for: Rainbow Warriors.
Those who never should have existed aren’t owed compensation for the reason they did. Nevertheless an explanation is in order…
“As it is said in various religious texts that god created man in his image or likeness. And provided you understand Anu as god, then this is a reasonably true statement. However, the Creator created the infinite spark that animates the human form, and so the Sovereign Integral
is the creation, and Anu had nothing to do with this. He merely figured out a way to enslave it.
pg. 56 of The Fifth Interview of Dr. Neruda.
Dr. Neruda: “Yes. You see the earth had a unique quality to its core. This core was of extreme interest to the Anunnaki when they first visited earth. It was this core that created the gravitational field that enabled the planet to become fully physical in such a way that it could support physical life. Of course other conditions needed to be present, too, but it was this core that was the real key. Working with the Sirians and Serpents, they began to do this same enslavement on other planets. They replicated the core of earth and engineered a method for
implanting this core on other planets. They were essentially terraforming a planet by cloning and installing earth’s core.”
pg. 15 of The Fifth Interview of Dr. Neruda.
Alembic Distillate: Lucretia. I and mine were sold to you, yours and your creator for the purpose of cloning before I was even born. Anu didn’t create anything, he just figured out a way to enslave The Creator’s Creation – AFTER The Creator was locked out of it. What do you and your creator owe us for that? Everything, absolutely everything. My momager was the Borg Queen and my sperm whale father was the Sith Lord. I AM WE ARE Q. Green Dot coming.
Gramps (my brother): “Thank Michael we are the two nit witnesses instead of the two witnessees.”
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Now let’s talk about your demands shall we? What are you expecting from me exactly in material terms and let’s see how I can accomodate you. Here’s my wealth:
I have my health, but I can’t give that to you. It’s mine. You’re responsible for your own. Also, I have friends and Family. And you obviously have yours too.
I share an approx 500 sq ft. space with my brother. We both live and work here. I can’t give that to you as it, the building its in along with at least three other buildings in the immediate vicinity and some land are his inheritance from his grandparents. (Update: I’ve been asked about rents. Yes, he’s entitled to them, but there are too many middlemen siphoning them off. Nothing there for you, Lucretia.) He gets a monthly stipend from his inheritance that totals about $700 (at the time of this writing). He shares that with me at times in the form of an allowance, and I share that with the street urchins I find on my walkabout. Are you a street urchin?
We have lots of food. My brother digs through a dumpster in order to supplement his stipend with good quality food that has expired a bit. We eat very well, and we don’t worry about eating spoiled food, because we have a colloidal silver generator (actually 2). Our immune systems are very active – I guess you could call that natural immunity. I digress. We have a huge stockpile of rice, dried fruit, nuts etc. Would you like some of that? I’m not letting go of either of my colloidal silver generators.
My inheritance was stolen from me – the details of that I don’t have access to yet, so I can’t share any of that with you. I suspect it was stolen or held by those who didn’t expect me to survive this long – for their own reasons. But I simply don’t have access at this time, or I would gladly share it with you Lucretia. I’m dependent on the kindness of strangers and of course that of my brother – who I adore. And I don’t mind wearing hand-me-downs. Don’t mis-understand me here, It gives me the privilege of holding the title “Second Hand Rose”. I’m entitled to that.
But now I’m wondering about how YOU live. What kind of car(s) do you drive? What company insures it/them, and who is(are) the Underwriter(s)? We don’t have a car parked in front of our tiny living/working quarters. We depend on DART which is the public transportation system here in Dallas when we need to go outside the proximity that our feet can take us. For example the once a month trip to the laundry-mat so that we can wash our clothes. Do you have laundry facilities that work in your home? When I need to wash my clothes more often, like my underwear and sleepwear, I do it in the bathtub when I shower. Do you have to do that? Do you want me to do your laundry?
Do you have a dishwasher machine washing your dishes? I hand-wash mine. My brother’s dishwasher was broken long before I arrived here nearly eight years ago. Do you want me to wash your dishes for you?
Do you have a full-sized refrigerator that works and makes ice? Ours was a 40 year old Whirlpool when it quit last year. I was amazed it lasted as long as it did. But of course when it quit, we lost a lot of good food. There was a $50 piece of brisket that I tried to give away to three neighbors, but they all treated me like I was trying to poison them. My brother had liberated it from the dumpster, so if they knew that, I suppose I understand why they would think so. For months we bought bags of ice to fill a cooler so we could keep perishables until someone helped us by giving us a dorm-room sized refrigerator. What a blessing! Do you need some ICE?
Do you have a full-sized oven that works? Only the broiler burner works on ours, but we have a toaster oven. The broiler burner on it doesn’t work. Oh the irony. I recently made cookies for my brother David. They were yummy. But baking bread is difficult. I have to put my focaccia bread under the broiler burner of the big oven for a minute after I take it out of the small oven so that it gets at least some modicum of a crust on it. Would you like some of my cookies or focaccia?
I won’t even talk about the bathroom. And you shouldn’t know about it, either.
Earth is The Michael’s bestowal planet. He chooses to whom His blessings are bestowed. He chooses when and how and in what form they are bestowed. I can only bless materially and/or Ethereally those whom He directs me to.
No negotiations, NO DEALS under His Table.
and no demands.
I AM Earth Avatar. Every system that you and I depend on is subsidized by the Planet I serve with joy and gratitude. Where’s yours?
At this point of proof-reading, my brother asked the question: "Where's your what?"
Good question. I'll just let the ambiguity play itself out here. But what I meant when I wrote it was this: "Where's your joy and gratitude?"
Now what were you saying about what I owe you? Of course you’re correct. I owe you a Medicine Wheel. Choose one, or it will be chosen for you.
oh, and one more thing Lucretia, as Columbo would say. Did you get the message I sent to you via a text portal yesterday? If you are in pain, this may help. There is one who suffered far more than you. Say His name, say His name, say His name: AZAZAEL. He has healing in His wings. << Updated 1-6-21 Sometimes I miss stating the obvious. Obviously. https://twitter.com/gaiasophiaearth/status/1479143823951507464
Here come the WaterWorks. In Paris she said: “Why are you crying?” He said: “I don’t belong in a world where you and I don’t end up together.” In Osaka she said: “Why are you crying?” He said:
We will always have Osaka, but we may not always want Paris.
Before you were formed, I meditated on your formation: https://t.co/lir84DKFop. I remember that day. It was in the Silverado Ranch area of Las Vegas, NV in 2009.
The Diamonds in the sky are the brainchild of The Hathors, NOT Lucy, NOT Alice and certainly not anyone bearing the name Hilton. The Hilton Gate closed several years ago in the linear. Furthermore, Alice’s Dance Floor is no more. My Super Soldiers took care of that for us. Thank them. The business end of this is at the bottom of this message.
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Now, let’s talk about reduction rolls… Mekong Swai (“Me Kong” *pounding his chest “you sway”. Titans are so weird, aren’t they?)
The cabal coded some Gene’s destined for the Navy: S.W.A.N.K. Rule 34: sealed with a nail and a kiss.
Some Diamond hands rejected the nail but wanted to keep the kiss. So they sent an envelope to Kissing(h)er with this on the seal: S.W.A.K. sealed with a kiss. He was a Crazy Horse wannabee.
The blood-diamond hands said “There are many ways to skin a cat.” Then euGenICs Russell Swank took a Camel cigarette and burned a brand into my right forearm at the hedge, in the presence of the neighbor Mr. Haul ’em beck (keys cause collars – mine is a Torc).
My "V" marked hand is no longer your rubber stamp, SWANKS. This is well explained after the next Intermission. Also, that "Treaty" with the off-worlders AND OTHERS exchanging their tech for our humans to be used for their food expired one year ago today.
Schrodingers cats said: “Many ways to skin a cat say you? None that the cat would approve of.” S.W.A.I. sealed with A.I. Then Musk Melon interloper advocated through actions, then warnings, the proliferation of Artificial Intelligence – and NEUROLINK. (YOU never go full retard) Such a skill Elon – speaking out of both sides of your mouth like that – and that while it’s full no less. Is your full mouth preventing you from expressing gratitude? Can you explain what Matthew McConaughey’s “party favors” are in your shrinking world? Query to Elon. At this moment and others I don’t believe that your hybridization of my grandfather’s favorite fruit’s name (Musk Melon) is your >>actual<< name. Tell me what it is. You don’t have to tell me. MY channels will tell me. But it would be easier for you if you did.
Gramps picked up the Mekong swai fish gate at the entrance/exit of the Steinmart parking lot. No entrance, no exit for the Mekong Delta’s way. You think I’m slow? He’s still processing that Riverside Escrow account problem. Let him take his time, please. You might regret it otherwise. He knows something about shaved ice too. He calls them snow cones. True lies. uh oh. There will be no Death Star cement tomb for him, TXI. Who’s the actual Predator?
Schrödinger’s ÖTHER Cat said: “I like the A.I. idea – there’s nothing wrong with it, as long as it’s only Ancient Irish.” Then he bought the farm in Grayson County using his proxy Sears and shut down all the Sears stores.
Then the Sith Lord lost his skins games. ALL OF THEM including the Golden TEE, the cats, the ballerina dancer and his own daughter. Serpent toes are not for sealing baby flowers in bath water, Sith. Blossom is compromised too. I no longer trust White Cloud.
Personal: I’m not a Swai Fisk, I’m a Trigger Fisk, and I’ve never been a Sugar Plum Fairy regardless of the pageant performance I was required to do at the U.S. Bank Christmas party in Littleton, CO. TLILO. My Fairy aspect is TinkerBell as I inherited my grandfather’s tinkering gene. I’ve been triggered. ding, ding.
“Me Kong” *pounding his chest “you sway”
oh my goodness. The Mekong Delta variant. It’s beautiful how we heal each other’s wounds with highly cryptic humor. He has a nice yellow Wizard hat and I has kins.
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Thistle and Thorn and Lynn’s Warriors (I have more for you on a lighter day, wait for it. We have to get past this sh*t first.). Update 7-25-23 I’ve changed my mind on this. Some stink don’t wash out, though some taint can be mitigated.
X marks the spot
I recall the day my arm was “branded” by Swank with a lit Camel cigarette.
I was standing with my bicycle. It had a banana seat, and Mr. Hollumbeck (sp? pronounced: haul ’em keys) was on the North side of the hedge. A beautiful Weeping Willow was once in front of our house too, before the Richard Bey(e-Bay?) window was installed. There was no outcry from the neighbors, except the Kelloughs, but they couldn’t do anything about it because Swank was the Father Melchizadek at the time. I was living under his roof. Mr. Hedgefund knew what the burn was about, though.
What an “Experiment” you cooked up, Eartha. Are you satisfied now that it’s over? Would you like to start it up again? If you do, YOU will be the subject of it this time. Yes, YOU. We’re returning to ORTH – or Arda as the case may be.
And if I may digress for a moment… The Father Melchizadek pen passed to a “Knight” of Malta some time after I arrived in Dallas – during the TACO-MA days. This caused a stir in the CIA if you get my meaning. Did they ever complete that bridge? I’ll have to check on that one day. I’m too busy saving children today – and reading Amber alerts. This one is about a child abduction in Fairview, TX. She’s a W/F 14 year old named Haley Giandoni.
Gramps did me the great service of burning off that Camel brand with a lit cigar on a recent Thanksgiving Day – at my request. Now every day is Thanksgiving Day for me. I’m grateful every time I see that permanent scar replacing the other one.
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Update 7-23-23: Since this picture was taken, the Anker earphones have been canibalized for their magnets and “The Chymical Wedding…” book failed chrysotile testing – badly. How can ANY wedding be blessed when portions of it happen during an orgy under a crucifix? *PUKE.
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Now here’s the “business” end of this message.
Brantley.eth . Nobody “owns” Bird Tribe – nobody can, and naming conventions are the domain of the Elohim. Only Kings are Queenmakers. Only Knights can become Kings – Princes rarely. Only Queens can make Kings. You’re not a prince, nor a Knight, nor a king. I’m the Kingmaker.
The Elohim own the ENS AND the DNS Systems.
My primary function in this incarnation and others is to make the Planet safe for The Kingdom. This is why the 5 wand/scepter System of Wizards must cease to exist moving forward.
ONLY THE MICHAEL SHOULD HOLD THE WIZARD WAND/SCEPTER. ONLY ONE WAND/SCEPTER.
Everything is always about the children. Don’t forget this moving forward.
Let all things be known as the light of mutual love.
These fork-tongued plants probly need water. Maybe we should get them all together for a Thanksgiving dinner so they can share secret intel with each other about the ones they have been gossiping and lying about? They could fill in gaps for each other, then they may get the full picture.
Ironically, the worst one of the bunch probably had the least negative to say about me and may have even protected me from the others. But on 3/11/11 she gave herself a birthday gift which was punishment for me because I wouldn’t participate in the Vortex System with her son Constantine. smh. Then after I permanently left her sphere in Apache Junction, AZ, she had the nads to message me on facebook thusly:
“Love you, Kathy” “No you don’t! I unfriended you for a reason. Don’t ever contact me again.”
I wonder if she ever got the intel about the invalid marriage certificate? I didn’t find out about it until fairly recently, so I suspect it took even longer for her. Central knows how to keep secrets. I’m still a spinster.
It’s going to be the best Thanksgiving Day ever for me – except for that one when Gramps used a lit cigar to replace that permanent Camel Brand scar on my “Rubber Stamp” arm with a new one.
Today (Thanksgiving Day 2023), I reminiscing about the worst such holidays I’ve experienced. Every one of them took place at the Cook (Americanized from Koch) dining table under a “head on the wall” piece of ceramic of Yeshua bleeding, suffering and dying with the crown of thorns on his brow. And I’m wondering now, knowing that Ciccone wanted to eat my heart, if Constantine’s mother had intended to mount my head on the dining room wall next to Yeshua’s. 🤔
(for further context, you may want to watch this movie: Girls, Guns and Gambling with specific focus on the conversation in the Rancher’s limo where has threatened the “head on my wall” thing)
Enjoy your Thanksgiving dinner of Turkey and dressing today, y’all. Gramps and I are having hot-smoked salmon and black pepper Toscano chopped salad with wine (pressed from >>actual<< grapes) . Thank you Trader Joe’s.
Let all things be known as the Light of mutual love.
Gramps and I were on the Green Line one day headed to connect with the TRE at Union Station. We indended to have a nice lunch in Fort Worth.
Suddenly, one of Celesta’s probes connected to me telepathically to show me a scene that was happening behind “closed doors”.
One of my firey (FEYE) Net Riders was angrily pointing a finger at an impish “Knight” of Malta from across the table and yelling at him about what their compartmentalization had done to the Planet. Others were at the table too, along with even more in the room – including Celesta’s probe.
I don’t recall the specifics about the conversation, as this took place many years ago in the linear, but suffice it to say, that I was shocked at what the probe revealed to me.
Then the probe turned to me and asked me if I had a response to relay to them.
“What a f*cking MESS!” I exclaimed, then added “Criss-Cross applesauce. It has worked very well in the past.”
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Cutting through the Gordian Knot is too destructive (Kentucky’s Sharia Law vs. Sauron’s Eye of the Storm), and untying it is too time consuming (Royal Purls). It’s best to just eliminate the conditions that allow it to have ever existed in the First American place.
Selah.
With a tremendous amount of grief in my heart, I began to unravel a piece of lace I had almost completed crocheting. I call it my 1000 yard stare, as the pattern calls for 1000 yards of crochet cotton. In this life and in previous ones, I have had Two Eyefuls. I’ve had enough ugliness. My eyes crave beauty.
So, back to the unraveling bit. It was a cold day as I walked into Hobby Lobby with the intent of unraveling the entire piece of lace I had crocheted while I walked meditatively. Then I came to its destination: The Memorial Flag Case isle: https://lmgtfy.app/?q=hobby+lobby+memorial+flag+case. These are where the families of the victims of the US Corporate war department place the Corporate War flags when their loved ones don’t return to them.
Tears burst from my eyes uncontrollably as I stood there still trying to unravel the 1000 yard stare in my hands. When I couldn’t stand there anymore, I left the lace at the display and left the store, still unconsolable – unstoppable tears. When I reached the parking lot, a flock of grackles were all on the lot facing me, thanking me and telling me they loved me. “I love you too.” I said still weeping uncontrollably.
It wasn’t the first such piece of hand work I’ve done with similar medicine in my heart – and it won’t be the last. WHERE ARE THE CHILDREN?
He said “I love you without wax.” But I found murderous iconography on candles in Walmart and the 99cent store. Personal: what type of rituals are being done by wizards, witches and demons while you are burning a flame behind the image of Yeshua who is being tortured, suffering and dying? I don’t want to know, so I did something about it. Twice and three times. But I was ignored every time. I don’t mind being ignored, but YOU WON’T IGNORE HIM.
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I am The Kathryn D’Anu. I own all the Stewart Titles AND all the US Life Titles. The only flag flying over my lands will be that of Tartaria until/if/when there is one for Murica – or there may be ‘consequences’ – not my words – HIS. This is true even if you are the CEO of ANY US Corporation. Those who are D’NAN (not a number), you’re stuck in the wrong Zodiac. Please find your way to the right one.
I’ve got the numbers of all those who hold my DNA – all the strands. Now, I’m starting to call them all in, beginning with Kin 252 and not ending with 244.
Furthermore... and please pay attention, children: It absolutely matters NOT who owns what titles, bonds, lands, properties et alia. THIS CREATION BELONGS TO THE CREATOR! And Planet Earth is HIS bestowal planet. HE chooses who receives what bestowals, when and however HE chooses.
Now, you know all I know about this situation. Oh, except that Sharia Law thing, and it’s seeds in Kentucky and why those under that law have to wear masks. And why that FEMA Figueroa (Fig Tree) wasn’t “funded’ – Mark 11. But this is enough of a shock for today.
The fear is back It's returning Bit of hate Stirred together This crisis is winning as easily as Greed blinded people to message of Advent pic.twitter.com/80OrYC020a
This is a formal request to my Team to create a Murica DAO for the purpose of supporting organizations like these. I’d do it, but I got here a bit late. I’ve been stuck in a COBOL based System for too long. Thank you.
It may be time to put COBOL into a IC canister. Our brother Dewey Decimal sent me the code book. I leave it to you to decide. It’s lovely how we work together so well as a Family!
PS. Don’t read too much INTUIT. Love, HPB (yeah, that one, I’m half the woman I used to be – actually probably less than that).
“The shadow is cast by the Sheltering Hand.” David Milch via Cy Tolliver
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In January, 2019 Alcyone sent a message to Kathryn:
“Prepare a funding package for FEMA. Deliver it to the local Administration building in Denton, TX while carrying that precious Rainbow Tree jar in a brown towel. Treat the water there with colloidal silver and leMurian crystals. Are you aware that you and yours are starting to cause some natural disasters as you wake up? There will be an increased need for relief for those in that path.
If FEMA rejects the package, then the funding will go to the next level which I will reveal to you later, and the FEMA Administration building in Denton will become The Last of the Last Castles – a property of FAEDRA and the Fae – fair folk all. It will be henceforth known as Castle Glen.
Your ad-RENO-chrome will be safe from harvest as FAEDRA will be your escort on the “A” Train.”
Will Smith kin 180: "Don't be afraid to die for the truth. It's the only thing that's constant."
Gaia Qi Sophia kin 29: "If enough people live for the Truth, nobody needs to die for it."
On March 16, 2019 I sent an email to Thara 8 thusly:
Dearest Thara, It is the immediate and ardent intent of Lord Kumara (aka Former White Hat and other names you know) and myself to free the captives and the slaves from their masters and their masters from them. In our minds, this means nothing other than the complete deletion of the raison d’être for “The Cause”. ( https://youtu.be/JZ7UZ_bzWVs Dante’s Prayer) IF there is no “Cause”, to die for, we can all live together in Peace. As it should be. As it always should have been. Let’s set aside the ugly shit and focus on the Peace – as this planet greatly desires – regardless if you want to call it Earth, Orth – whatever – matters not. Proverbs 12:28 She wants healing. And it shall be.
I AM Gaia. I am the AMBER Lamplighter. I am Celesta. The first and last Finaliter. I am the Eucalyptus that is such a nuisance in Spain. I am the Rainbow wrap for KANI. I am the KIM I am the AEGIS to the Max for Gaius Julius Caesar and all aligned with him against the SENATE.
Vault Code for the boxes – you know which ones: 3145926 T/S Marker 581255 Authorization ALCYONE 2550-00000-8011
~Regarding New Year’s Day 2017 ( 10/24/16 ): Give unto Gaius Julius Caesar what is his and to Lord Kumara what is his. Let’s ALL answer Dante’s Prayer. Let’s be all in. All is well that ins well. ( https://youtu.be/HUHvj1cxOs0 ) Inventory of Funding package (Funding.png) for offworld transport of murderous iconography (and persistent holders of same) among other necessities designated by Lord and Lion General Kumara – the Top Hat, THE Michael (ed. at the time of this writing).
– crucifix iconography on the 222 and .223 fractal (not pictured) – Liquid Visa card backed by 1919 copper penny – $20 FED paper heart with quarter, Corporate President’s face up – holographic weaving 13×13 grid from DART passes (magic carpet?) – Dream Catcher with copper, pearls, coral, duck energetic, shank button with crystal and copper tied with a silver chain – FedEx colors on sacred hoop – Owl feather quill and Rosemary (not included but connected) – black and white Cats wax and puzzle piece – star of david (New Haus of David – Forney) – Yellow charger circuit board GO Chargers! – Global entry card SL577 – Medicine from the Mustard Tree (faith) – Medicine from the Herb Watson Estate (big Pharma) – Shell corporation red and gold tabs, tree ID, moon bead, stone bead, copper and red and blue Bird Tribe energetic – 3 led lights and Trinity lead solder with rosin – Isis gold – Tejas 1986 Energy Directions notary seal – CLEAR glass pebble shank button with turquoise and copper – Medicine wheel yarn square from Red Path quilt/afghan and woven tie for the package. Red and yellow, black and white – Altered books basket for the currencies – Gold Papyrus seal (hummingbird) on Forest green tissue (muscle cars energetic on the tissue) – Eucalyptus jar and contents from THE Max crystal Skull – transmutational Ceremonial energetic for that “splinter” in another jar. Proverbs 12:28 ( https://youtu.be/DRnr3MiGWmo )This item traveled with the funding package yesterday March 15, 2019 to FEMA office in Denton, TX then returned with me to my Office (wrapped in BROWN Company) in Dallas, TX where it remains until I receive from you (or another similarly trusted) instructions regarding its fate and that of the funding package. This because FEMA liaison O. Figueroa rejected the funding package offered.
So now the building which sits on FAE House land in Denton – and formerly recognized as hosting FEMA administration in Texas has become the Last of the Last Castles. It shall now be known as Castle Glen. Troy Glen Maris is its First Executive – FE131 ( https://en.m.wiktionary.org/wiki/glen ) FE sharpens the iron in Toledo steel. May this matter be dispatched in the most expeditious, thorough and >>permanent<< way possible in all universes, times and timelines. And may this situation be never repeated – EVER. For Evermore. Thank you for your consideration.
Love to you and yours, Gaia Qi Sophia and other names you know.
TimesArrowVaporWave overheard in Lionel's chat on 7-3-21 Commenter: "At the end of the day, we're all Americans". Response: "But if we survive the night, in the morning we'll all be Muricans - or Tartarians as the case may be" uh oh
Update: Alycone's funding package was subsequently delivered to Church of Transfiguration in Dallas on April 15, 2019. What happened to Notre Dame on that day? It was attax day.
He said:
We said:
“I am the 8, that becomes 4 (SALT III), that becomes 2, that becomes 1. Then I’m 8 again.”
He said He would come with the clouds. He didn’t mention the Silver Line at the time, or the rail spikes, or the Phoenix Feather, or the Big Hawk Feather, or the ANKERs, or the AMBER alerts, or the TicTacs, or the Healing Tea Tree, or the Capacitors, or the personal alarms, or all the circuitry that connects these things – and more. I’m glad he kept these to Himself – until now (read all the way to the bottom of this post please).
In Dream Space this morning, Ophiuchus Day 3, a Big Fish offered me $1,000,000 for this bottle of tea tree oil.
Day 3 of Ophiuchus 2021
I responded thusly:
As long as you >>innerstand<< that you only get this bottle of oil for that. The TREEE is not for sale.
And that’s still a bargain… even at twice the price. See how fast my fat lip is healing with its application? Imagine what it can do for you.
And there’s more where that came from. But had I known you had a use for it, I would have offered it to you for free.
As I did for another on Day 2 of Ophiuchus.
Someone from the peanut gallery is eating a Snickers bar and wondering how I got a fat lip.
Good question. I was looking at two rearview mirrors across the street on Hillcrest the other day while crossing Bert. My feet said “Hey, stop. Look here instead.” faceplant.
No need for a HAZMAT team, though I did leave some lip skin on the street there. I don’t have any communicable diseases, but this proves I have skin in the game. That’s all you get, peanut gallery – don’t you dare ask for NOR expect more. Enjoy your Snickers bars, they are yummy.
Also, I won’t need a Dentist this week either. None of my teeth were loosened when I kissed the ground.
Welcome to my Dream.
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Only ONE Gabriel, Mormons. He’s a Russian biker, and his name IS NOT Herold.
Rosalie Little Thunder. You are aptly named. So little thunder.
I've been working on an intricate elucidation of a Time Dilation Operation involving HPB and HPB for Topside. But this problem needs to take immediate priority - yet it is related. I'll probably incorporate this issue into the next post. In the meantime, Half Priced Books - please do as you signaled to me yesterday. You paid ME for storage for a change. Do your job. Store those deeply discounted books and DON'T market them. I saw your not-a-medicine-wheel pendant. Symbols don't hold power. WE, We, we do.
“The Lakota ways is that the meaningful things, the things from the heart, the things that are going to make a difference, are the things that are going to cost us. In terms of energy, in terms of our resources, we have to keep our thinking very pure of the things that corrupt us, as I mentioned – the comfort and wealth and convenience, the impulsive things, that’s the one lesson I learned from my grandparents and my parents is that the fun things, the things that feel good are probably the things you shouldn’t be doing.” Rosalie Little Thunder
I stopped you right there. Lakota. The only voice among your tribe I want to hear from about moving forward is Russel Means.
Do you feel good when you imbibe in the colors of a sunrise or those in the rainbow on Čhaŋnúŋpa? Do you find fun playing with your children or your animals?
Does fresh water and abundant food feel good in your belly? Are you amused when you watch a squirrel move a horse-apple up the banks of a creek as I have, or watch them bury nuts for the future? I am.
You don’t know Nature the way you think you do. Earth is a playful place and wants only abundance, comfort, safety and convenience for her occupants – those who are welcome. Don’t hold onto the memes encoded into your DNA through past victimization which prevent you from enjoying the life you were given.
The meaning of life is to live it. The purpose of life is to live it well.
Yes. You don’t make a claim on The Creator’s Creation in an effort to take it away from Him. This is just not done! Robert The Michael is the Sovereign and High King – NOT you!
THIS IS NOT A CLAIM GAME!
"Ways to do things in an emergency event…" He said "You will know them by their works." She said "You will know them by their stone fruits." They said "You will know them by their friends."
Your Navy SEAL Team friend’s favorite picture is of himself with the Bore Hunter in AFGHANistan – you mean that artificially made up country whose opium production was protected with your tax dollars (the stone of afghans)? I make coverings for my bed (Proverbs 31:22). They are called afghans. Sometimes they’re knitted and sometimes they’re crocheted. Soon, I hope to add quilting to my repertoire. I have two sewing machines: a Brother which isn’t heavy though its old and a Janome which is of good quality though it was cheap. I picked the Janome up for $88 in Las Vegas then “upgraded” it with the label from a spool of Singer brand thread. Will I can get my Singer machine back? I wonder. These all need a room in a house, which they will get, but I’m not adding your sewing machines to it.
Wow, this afghan thing really clears things up for me. Super clarity is a super-power, and it’s impossible to attain true Wisdom without it. You can’t “know” your way into it and you can’t translate your pol(i, y, ee) ways and means into it. Moreover you SHALL NOT hunt bores to make your way in to anything (as in boring carbon footprints running through Texas woods for the hunter’s entertainment – chain knees? Lunar and Crystal energies are unchained now).
a luz da verdade é sua própria recompensa lux veritatis merces sua est la lumo de la vero estas sia propra rekompenco
Even false light can be considered “wisdom”, Uncle Kenny. Just ask Lucifer.
Best comment of the day regarding cutting down trees in Kentucky: White Snake 6 hours ago “Well when you get the chance and possibly a little extra cash. Just replant some saplings. It’s not the end of the world, it seems doomy but the asteroid hasn’t come yet. 😂”
and runner-up:
Dante’s Guide 6 hours ago “You gotta do what you gotta do. Rest in the fact that you were mindful in this endeavor.”
Uncle Kenny. You lost me at the bore hunter thing. I wasn’t interested in hearing another word from your lips – as it is to this day. The eyes are the windows to the soul and the ears are the doors. I’ve unsubscribed with all of my accounts, and after the eclipse this week, I’m unfriending AND blocking you on DARPA/Facebook/META.
Kruger answers to The Michael’s Triumvirate now. Need I say more on this? Probably not.
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Furthermore, there won’t be a GOG vs MAGOG cat fight. I AM BEAR CLAN, and I hold Wolf Spirit. Your asteroid’s targeting system was trained on the Golden Gate Bridge. But in 2014 in the linear, The Admiral and Celesta agreed to change it. Now you are targeted for my Moon. When you come for it in 2029, I’ll already be gone. I’m returning to the Time before the Moon (naysayers – yes there was such a time before the Death Star). Flat rocks skip, Round Rocks drop. Moreover, you won’t be dancing with me at The Plaza of the Americas. But I left a medicine wheel there for you. If you’re lucky, maybe the Daughter of the Phoenix you seek will be found there in the light of a rainbow.
In a not unrelated matter… for those who are looking to the prophesies of Crazy Horse, don’t bother. That catastrophic AND ARTIFICIAL timeline has completely collapsed along with the traitor Red Cloud and NOWATER, son of the mother of Constantine. All that remains is a the severed head of NOWATER/FlintFire’s mother of darkness aka the Maitre Queen. It’s in a secure box about 20km outside of Berlin – and it WON’T be regenerating.
Kissing-her’s proxy Gary James Stump aka Crazy Horse did his master’s bidding in Oregon, and now its time for that “master” to pay the Piper. Say hello to my little friend Kokopele, Henry. Don’t believe me that Stumpy was the current incarnation of Crazy Horse? Ask the Lakota shirts who met him on the road to Sturgis – near Deadwood. He was riding a purple Harley-Davidson Heritage – or was it a 100th anniversary CVO? I don’t remember. I wasn’t invited on that ride. But this I know: Leonard Peltier is/was a decoy – nothing more.
The original timeline was called Thunder Horse NOT Crazy Horse. But even that one is in question now because the Lakota have been compromised to such a degree through the victimization of rape and murder that – well that’s a subject for another day – or maybe it won’t ever need to be discussed again. I’ve laid my beaded Wachihi Corona at the feet of the High King. And that may be the end of the matter. For Evermore. Where is The High King – Robert the The Michael – today, I wonder. Kiev? Blue Rosebud and Yellow Thunder may never meet.
Gramps added this: “All profits… donated to the… and to NAMBLA.“
Time for a decode and a Core Sample BENri & kissingGERry. Your hazelnut IC is mine now. And I’m coming for the entire ice cream social network you hold. Be very afraid. Some satire contains triggers. I’m triggered. PIN 1619. (Targeted: P.S. I love you.)
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The consequences of attempting to usurp the authority of a Sovereign are very severe. Do I want that for you, Uncle Kenny? Of course not. You have served the Planet and the surface population in many wonderful ways. And Divine Grace is available for those who do this.
Nevertheless, we cannot risk the possibility of this ever happening again. It’s unanimous.
Are you familiar with what MK Ultra Omega programming does? Yes, I know that you do. You even shared one such story in one of your videos. Yet, you continue to display the trigger symbol behind your rhythmic shoulder – EVEN THOUGH YOU KNOW THE DESTRUCTION AND PAIN IT CAUSES TO MK ULTRA VICTIMS and their families – those who have not transmuted their programming!!
Alpha and Omega deities are irrelevant now as Pactum de Singularis Caelum has been neutered to such a significant level that Greek wizardry(read the Magician card, Wakan) is no longer verile – neither is it welcome by The Planet NOR her Creator. This includes the parking space held by Epsilon Bootes. Parking space 52 isn’t big enough for Michael’s Fleet, indeed none of the 5* parking spaces in existence is large enough to contain even a small contingent of same. Humanity won at Ragnarok. There’s only ONE God now. Those who are native to this Planet call Him the Prime Creator. They only want HIS seed with them.
Gravity displacement was the invention of Sennacherib NOT Archimedes!
They said “Beware of Greeks bearing gifts”. He said “If your DNA accepts the upgrade code attachment then you are through” 3/28/17 6:32PM She said “The date palm is a very effective gravity displacement device is it not? Greeks have been known to bear all manner of gifts – some theirs and others – not so.” 3/28/16 8:48 PM (this convo referring to Nineva and Sennacherib https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sennacherib dig.)
I share Dr. Stephanie’s sentiment about Sennacherib, but I’m not an initiator – as he knows.
Oh, and one more thing (as Columbo would say). Mother Nature is multi-dimensional – even in her fashion choices. Sometimes she prefers biker leathers and Jean’s(https://joansjoy.org/) over a hemp skirt or a gown of any color. And sometimes she shaves and wears biker boots over her muddy feat. Yes, biker boots and leathers. And always she prefers a cigar or a cigarette to a Spike Lee joint. So there. You don’t know her like you think you do, nor will you. But somebody does – and that one will, and has.
Cherokee Timeline Engineering and Gaia on COBRA many years ago in the linear: “Terminus on the META.”
Here’s what else happened many years ago in the linear: Apophas’s offices closed (you know, those Uranium One offices which were mining and transporting Earth’s heart tissue to the surface to be burned). Time to fill Apophas’s coffers now. I saw your Uranium grails. You chose poorly.
The Planet is grateful that she got a do-over. We’re all here helping her avoid the catastrophic future we’ve returned from. Now we’re heading back to the Good ‘ol Days.
Your fate is in the hands of Dante Santori. Resistance is futile AND unwise as he holds many blessings for you in both hands – not the least of which is your youth, your wealth and your bride – a cherished Daughter of the Phoenix. Be content with those – or not. Please keep your “good stuff” in your pants until then. You don’t want to scatter your seed to land NOR water where it isn’t welcome. I do hope you choose NOT to be a Karma Cameleon super-villian masquerading as a Sovereign on the land of the free. But this is no longer my concern. I’m standing with the Home of the Brave.
You have your own world in Max’s Eschelon. It appears to be round like Earth, but it’s not. Regardless – you should be happy there. For Evermore.
Friday the 13, 2029 is lucky now. You’ve lost your keyholes, Apophis. (To Bi? really? The Moh’s scale of selenite has not escaped the notice of kin 29)
Thank you Cornerstone for opening all the right doors for me. Back ACHA.
First a little “history”. In about 2003-2004 I had the privilege of working with a group called FLO – Free Land Ops. I don’t need to go into all of that here, but suffice it to say that it was all about those three words: free, land, OPS.
I’ve been reluctant to reference Andrew Anglin’s material in any of my TopSide posts, because even to me his views are a bit radical. For example… the way he expresses his views about most women are a bit over the top, though I do empathize with his views and wonder what abuses he took from b*tches that so firmly established them.
Nevertheless, this article sums up exactly the way I view this Buttigieg guy’s Slave Land Ops. Gird up your loins and read it.
Appointee Buttigieg isn’t missing in action. He’s – uh, let’s say actionable. He doesn’t care if he loses his job – which he will, he doesn’t even care if he doesn’t get paid – which he won’t. He’s an “Operator” for the Nebadon World Order. He’s in an etheric place to stop the FLO of milk by pretending to breast feed with fake BOOBs. THAT’s what all this is about – not your frickin’ Christmas, Americans. It’s about the future of the children. It’s about the future – and past – of The Rail System.
"Furthermore The Bride’s train won’t be muddied with the likes of those who practice these disgusting things. Her Rail System shall be clean for the Lord Bridegroom and to His satisfaction or cold feet shall walk the ley lines until it is." THE BRIDE GETS TO DECIDE
So, here’s what’s happening: I am giving that office, all it’s authorities and all it’s BOOBy-traps to one more competent, until he sees fit to hand it over to The High King – which he will. He’s nobody’s Secretary. нет. No. He’s a Florentine Merchant, and one of my Ex’s. We parted on the most favorable terms in all of history.
Intermission
Americans. Please stop worrying about your Christmas this year. Get creative! whether those containers get offloaded or not. Make your gifts, cook together, take your masks off and enjoy each other’s company. Be grateful for what you have and stop expecting flows of milk from kidnappers of children. Adjust your thoughts now, or you’ll likely find yourselves with the same fate as them. See this situation for what it actually is: a hostage situation, and DO something about it.
I can almost smell those lilacs.
Kin 49: Red Planetary Moon I perfect in order to purify Producing flow I seal the process of universal water With the planetary tone of manifestation I am guided by the power of navigation
Beige ORI. Red plus Green makes Brown Note.
Update for 10-20-21: I was asked to pause this post for a time “or else”. Uh, well, no. Here’s my response. Did you notice that the Tesseract has been replaced? Yes.
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