Category: Karistus

The Joshua Tree and a Ritual for Business

The fact that someone calls your story a fantasy doesn’t make it any less a true story that didn’t happen on a catastrophic future timeline that has collapsed. (Cat’s tooth at 3:54)

Intermission

A Ritual for Business

“Set your work on a surface in front of you. Place a blank piece of paper on a surface in front of you. Recall a co-worker’s dream that has gone unfulfilled. Imagine it briefly. Now begin the work. With each completed element, draw a facet of your co-worker’s dream. When the task is done, the dream is done.”

Pull a petal from a flower
Pluck a flower from the pot
Place the flower in a jar
And put it in a sunny spot

Push a shovel in the sand
Dump the sand into a pile
Shape the pile into a castle
Watch it crumble with a smile

Tell the sky your day’s adventures
Ask the sun about the moon
Ask the clouds about the ocean
Tell the stars you’re coming soon

The Shaman appeared from a city in his past on a monitor in Dewey Decimal’s house. Without words, he was speaking into the phone mounted on the dashboard of his car as he drove slowly and solemnly. His green shirt said “Pond Scum” on it. When he was finished with his message, he showed a photo of a close-up of the scar on his head where his Diamond Crown was ripped from him by a Golf God wearing Mickey Mouse ears. Tears were streaming down his face. The Shaman wept.

Obviously.

Later, during a Guardian op, he documented light beings traversing into his domain. Kathryn Renner was struggling from the next room, her words inaudible.

After Ms. Renner’s passing, The Shaman continued the noble profession of creating and using Etheric Devices. Crystals, coils, blessings, wishes, dreams.

Kathryn responded to these devices thusly: “I just love your Etheric Devices. Would you like to trade for one of my Dreamcatchers?” The response was slow and silent, but deliberate in the affirmative.

Don’t believe everything you read in “files” – even those things you are convinced are true. You didn’t kill them, Joshua. It was a lie and an illusion – just like the Steele dossier.

May The Shaman/Joshua Tree be blessed and restored to a former Glory with Diamond Crown intact and in its proper place.
The Colossus belongs to Him.
For Evermore.

Context:

Medicine Wheel liberated from Wachihi: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/rGSVkUV8IpY

Eloi High Command beads and weasel skin liberated from Wachihi for use in The Shaman’s Dreamcatcher package from Platinum Group. https://youtube.com/shorts/46k9Y0cvsuE

The Etiquette of giving and gratitude: https://gaiasophiaofearth.wordpress.com/2021/02/07/the-etiquette-of-giving-and-gratitude/

Cat’s tooth along with all you see here was delivered to The Shaman via Renner/Frankford Library shortly after this post was published.

Update 1-10-2024 – FAEDRA

FAEDRA Protector of the House of Fae

This is going to sound like a silly sci-fi story to some of you, but I assure you that it is very f*cking real to me. It happened like this:

It was about 2012. I was staying in something of a bungalo at the Las Vegas Country Club (long story which I won’t go into here). I had just met a few of my support team on Cobra (Portal 2012) and they were bringing me into awareness of what my mission was here on Earth. One of them was of course Protoi Frank, one was an Angelic Protector Alliance member Kunde Ra, and another – for the purposes of this account was one from the UK: Paul Arthur Wright (Clay Dog?).

I still have this golf marker from LVCC

Now, because of Paul’s DNA and his proximity to important ley lines where he lived there in the UK, he had been repeatedly raped by Jimmy Savile (he so vile).

We (me and my support team) were beginning to move large numbers of souls through the portal systems. It was one such event where Paul and I were holding a portal open for some really important energies – including House of FAE and the Green Dragon – Sean Robinette. The mission was called Seraphim Mission. When Paul learned what the mission’s name was, he freaked out and started to bolt which began collapsing the portal around me. I didn’t have the authority to change Mission names, or I would have. Now Frank had told me that Paul was holding a critical key – the name of someone really super important to my future missions (as I learned later). So before I released him from the portal I asked him for the name. “FAEDRA” he said. Thank you, then I released him.

Suddenly my head started hurting at the crown area with an intensity I have never experienced before nor after. I literally thought the top of my head was going to fly off. It felt like I was about to die. So I went onto Cobra’s site and called for help from Kunde Ra who had some powerful energies in his wings. I asked him to put his shoulder to the portal to help me hold it open until we could safely close it.

Some time later, after I arrived in Dallas at the invitation of FAEDRA, I was at Dewey Decimal’s house sitting at one of the computers there. To my left was a guide who made sure I watched a video that came into my awareness. You can read the full account of that event above here on Topside.

If Paul had not bolted from his task in that Seraphim Mission, we would probably have never found Sean, (Crown horrors) the Green Dragon, and I would have probably died before I ever found FAEDRA. And humanity would have been lost to the Abyss.

Now here’s some more background on FAEDRA. I remember the day in 2013/14 when I was walking to work in Apache Junction, AZ. I was in text with Frank and I had been in contact with Troy Glen Maris (Gramps and FAEDRA – among other id’s - like the Blue Dragon of Telos. What color does equal parts of green and blue mixed together make? teal). Frank had previously told me that Troy was holding an ID called Dummy Mars (crash test dummy?). But on this day, Frank revealed to me that he was also Michael of Nebadon. Stunned, I responded something like this: “I don’t know how he’s going to handle the news that he’s Dummy Mars, how is he going to handle the Michael news?”

I’ve read some of the retweets on this LOOP post. Many are equating this being with Archangel Michael. Well, that’s partially correct, but from my perspective it’s a bit more complicated than that. This is FAEDRA – Protector of the House of Fae. Notice the absence of swords. His Presence is enough for the task.

Don’t be fooled by the appearance or the autism of his human aspect. He’s more powerful than you – or me – with one exception… and that one has swords.

Who protects the Protectors?

Once you become aware of those who watch over you, it becomes your responsibility to protect them too. I've watched Troy being attacked, abused, mistreated, falsely accused and even witnessed attempts on his life. Faedra can't be hurt nor killed, but if you attack ANY member of the House of FAE, he may look the other way or even step aside while you are attacked. He may even turn his back on you BECAUSE YOU HAVE ATTACKED FAMILY!

Don't bother requesting relief from the one with the swords either, unless you come to Him with humility, repentance and >>true<< contrition. But, depending on the severity of your crimes, that may not help you either - in fact it may be that one who is attacking you.

Paul david Hewson. You are in so much trouble - as in Barney. Even Reno is out of your reach now. Same for all aligned with you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p4b313s1xCg

1-15-2023 Update

Did I forget to mention that Paul Arthur Wright was Gandalf(ph) on another level? Sorry about that:

https://twitter.com/gaiasophiaearth/status/1747012139791868413

The Cutting Disc (updated 5-7-2022)

Small Fry Amber Alert – j Eriko should have never fallen.

It’s a Shabbat in March, 2022. On the way back to my office (yes, I’m working on Shabbat), I passed two guys sitting and having a spirited discussion in front of HaShem. The one wearing the yarmulke was facing away from me as I approached them from House of Light, and this is what makes this message so “timely” and poignant, as he couldn’t have known I was right behind him when he said what he said. The other one was an unpaid employee of BLM wearing a white tee-shirt with black lettering. The design on the shirt was a circle with the word ‘BANANAS’ in the middle – Theta Group. I was able to read it even without my glasses – so grateful for the blueberries, fam.

In the three seconds it took me to walk past these two I was able to pick up all these details – and this… The Yarmulke was saying to the BLM guy: “What about MY goodness?” Have I neglected to mention how grateful I am for my training? Sorry about that. Thank you Theta Group.

Yarmulke. Yes, let’s talk about your goodness. Everything that’s good, bad and ugly about you belongs to The Creator. It may be time to do a preliminary Audit on that. How have you invested “your” goodness? Let’s find out.

  1. Have you expressed outcry over CSAM on Social Media – do you care or even know about child predation?
  2. Have you used your shekels to support any organization that stands against it – even to just buy some swag?
  3. Have you even taken interest or in any way supported those on the front lines – doing work which YOU should be doing with “your” goodness?
  4. How much of “God’s will” do you actually know? Do you agree with this Rabbi who thinks human sacrifice is within it? How do you justify that belief? In your opinion, is this version of “God’s will” good, bad, or ugly?
  5. Have you researched the role that Judaism has played in American fast food industry? If not, why not?
  6. Did you participate in the 2020 Census? If you did, you are sealed to Donald J. Trump under the Office of Management and Budget. Context: https://biblehub.com/1_chronicles/21-18.htm Your money and your life.
  7. Do you still believe that Kol Nidre will be a good defense for you when you stand before The Auditor?

I was going to continue this line of questioning, but I want to leave room for The Auditor to do his work. If He finds in His Audit that you have been unwise with your shekels AND His Goodness, he may balance your books for you. This is not my opinion – I’ve seen this play out hundreds of times before. I’m observant, remember?

Intermission

Before Protoi Alliance removed some of my worst triggers, I was triggered recently. It had to do with some Land of Lakes cheese, some Small Frys and some Musk Melon. (The Melon thing will have to wait for another day – I haven’t even opened the bottle yet.)

I was on my way to pick up the cheese when I saw a cutting disk (something like this) in the gutter – not far from where the above mentioned conversation was taking place. “How appropriate!” I thought to my self as I thanked the one who left if for me, grabbed it and continued on to the local McDonalds.

As I waited in line, I noticed a stack of table numbers. The one on the top was 29. “How uncanny – my kin number!” I thought as I grabbed it too. When I got to the counter with the cutting disc and table number in hand, I ordered the following menu items: A Big Mac, a small fry and a medium Pepsi. Then I paid with my allowance, put the disc and the drink (which was actually a Dr. Pepper even though the receipt says Coke) on top of the trash can and left without the “food”.

Have I mentioned that I like to buy fields with my earnings? Yes. I was bargain hunting, and I bought a bunch of them that day.

I was a small fry singing songs like this in Sunday School. What were you singing then?

Intermission

Update May 7, 2022 Red Lunar Moon, Spectral Moon Day 6, Year of the Yellow Electric Seed

It was some time in 2012/2013. I had just watered the plants in my foyer at 3016 Bel Air Dr at LVCC in Zip code 89109-1514 (so.. I’m taking a risk here in doxxing myself. Don’t make me regret this. DL 1703031170 eyes: GRN).

An Archangel sent me a message via telepathy: “Put your bare feet in the Universal water on the tile floor at the entrance to your south-facing door. I’m collecting the Celestial crystal skulls from the rings of Saturn.”

So I complied. The wings of the Archangel scooped up the Crystal Skulls in the Rings of Saturn and deposited them in the lab of CMO AZAR on the Protoi Alliance Embassy Ship for processing.

Did you know there is another set of 12 Crystal Skulls besides the Terrestrial ones found on Earth, but corresponding to them? Now you do. Have you heard of the 24 Elders? They have very little to do with Zionism. Now you know. Disclosure.

Among the Celestials was one called Max. The corresponding skull is this Terrestrial one:

Sad Max / Madd Max

It’s Shabbat again today. From The House of Light I again approached HaShem on foot carrying ALLSAFE authority with me in my Fire Department denim bag (thank you Tonya, it’s been very useful). This time the unpaid worker from Prime Creator’s property 21213 greeted me with a smile while the other one without a yarmulke (houseless? homeless?) said the following loudly as though he was intending a message for me: “You’re going to burn”. Did these two see me coming and prepare? I dunno, looks that way to me.

So while I continued to walk to my office (yes, I’m working on Shabbat again), I took a quick mental stock of all of what I was carrying in my bag besides the ALLSAFE Authority…

ALLSAFE
(You can evaluate with this means for you.)

After taking this picture next to HaShem and texting it to Max (Eschelon), I was interrupted by someone who wanted to make me aware that I was on surveillance cameras. “Duh, I know that I’m being watched, silly” was my thought at the moment, but I responded politely “Well, this is an art project. You should be happy that it’s being done!” As they should.

Who is watching the watchers? And how do you watch? And how do they watch? And why? And what do the watchers and the Watchers intend to do with what they see/hear/know? These are questions YOU should be asking.

After this short conversation, I attempted to add a text message to the picture along with one other, but Higher Powers from Max’s Eschelon prevented me from doing so. I’ve been “edited”.

So here’s the approved message (without the second image – which was a zoom out version):

That which has passed chrysotile testing is fire-proof.

Yes, Max has Eschelon control of all of Dallas now. How does this make you feel? Secure? That’s how it makes me feel. Also – very grateful. ALLSAFE.

There’s a legend – not widely known about a chrysotile table-cloth. It never needs to be laundered. You just clear the tableware from it after a meal and throw it into the fire, and it comes out clean as a whistle. There’s something magical about chrysotile – just as there is about Mithril:

Light Bender Salt III covered in Mithril. AllSafe with The House of Light.

Intermission

oh… and JUST one more thing (as Columbo would say), Zionists – you won’t be murdering those two Witnesses – as your very, Very, VERY dark narrative has prophesied. It ain’t happening. Get your houses in order.

Update Januaro 30, 2024

Click for thread: https://twitter.com/gaiasophiaearth/status/1752346497511719194

Rules Examiner and Gennitor

Gennitor’s office is currently structured like an escape room with constantly changing “clues”. This is exhausting, frustrating and dare I say it? Yes, unfair. Does US Congress have this type of working conditions?

Rules Examiner, YELP! Please support your local Protoi Alliance.

Thank you for listening.

Trigger words: turning dearth into d’Earth

D’Earth

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”).

Thank you for listening.

Intermission

Existence Level Explanation for Lucretia

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.”

Intermission

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:

  1. 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.
  2. 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?
  3. 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.
  4. 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.

I’m not complaining. I feel very blessed that I still have my life. It’s been in deep danger every day til now, though I was unawares. Guardian Angels protect me. And better people than me have it worse – like the Lakota.

Perspective.

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

All the days of Ophiuchus

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.

France. Windmills cause change. “Abundance of caution.” Change causes inspection. He went to Paris but all he found there on that day was scrap metal. Do you know what I’m talking about? AMIL22.

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.

Intermission

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.

Intermission

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.

Update 7-25-23: The ONLY LEGAL Father Melchizadek in existence now is Gramps. Anyone else claiming that including that one in Tacoma is false along with any organization "proving" legality of same: 
http://forum.presbeia-protoi.org/viewtopic.php?f=102&t=2150&start=7120

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.

Updated 12/31/21: Response to Lucretia.

Update 11/23/23

IYKYK mother-in-law tongues and a compass rose https://twitter.com/iluminatibot/status/1726806397709648348

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.

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Ophiuchus Day 8 – Welcome to Murica

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.

More Muricans and more to come:

The Cajun Navy: https://youtu.be/_0akHhoK5mE
“We don’t wait for help. We ARE the help.”

Hillbilly Brigade: https://youtu.be/t4NJK3BkgEI
“When the government bailed, we all stayed.”

  • COBOL codebook.
  • COBOL Management in an IC canister

Hat tip to my brother Dominic Williams:

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.

Please see Funding.png attached. Do you recognize this jar? and the splinter in the minds of the ‘faithful’?

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.

Oh by the way… TY Gargolya for aligning with ONYX ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKVOtx7Blfk ). Bless you. 

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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.”

I found Waldo.

The River Card

The nuts

While Christians were going to Church today, and golfers were conquering holes, Gramps and I were going all-in on the River Card. But, we aren’t gamblers.

Gambler golfers, I’ve seen your Flop houses, so now I’m going to call you at The River card.

Rarely, do I ever show my hand – even in the muck. But today, I’m making an exception. I’m holding the NUTS. All of them – and yours.

Golfers, don’t be gamblers. THIS IS YOUR MESS TO CLEAN UP! Who’s on the Dealer Button?

You share the same waterway that your Flop houses do. And using the excuse “It’s downstream of us, we’re enjoying this pristine environment upstream, why should we care? After all, we’ve paid hefty green fees to someone else” isn’t going to give you a winning hand.

To whom? TO WHOM? Not me, not Gramps. Yet we’re picking up this trash after your flops. And really, why should we?

Do you want to continue chasing little balls around those greens on MY LAND? Then I’m going to need to see your proof of stake. Do you need instruction on how to do that? Learn from Oregon’s Solv-it mission. Behold:

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I need to say something not angry here, but I’m not particularly inspired at the moment – except this:

ETHEREUM through the Lion’s Gate

"To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour." William Blake
Medicine for money | Full Haystack signature exchange | Signature Exchange complete

It happened. The first ever air-drop of a dollar-backed, Bat-led, 3d ETH. There was also a drop in the bit bucket.

Magnetic Moon 14
Year Of The Yellow Electric Seed

Kin 237: Red Electric Earth
I activate in order to evolve
Bonding synchronicity
I seal the matrix of navigation
With the electric tone of service
I am guided by the power of birth

CID: QmVfq4Dicv17Hdd5MvouXrypZKPHAMTEVMDppnRNw8mcNJ
Full Haystack Signature Exchange

CID: QmX4tHa8wjFZMV5df3xn1GfaZ6DB49sZuqK5xZjnMCkpK3
Signature Exchange Complete

Proof of Life, and proof of a LIFE. Congratulations to the recipient of the airdrop. Long life and abundance.
The power of Unlimitedness. (ty Sean, are you using those etheric devices to modify some wiring?)

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UNCED is still dead

Family DAO’s matter, and the Beaujolais belongs to the Russians – Ringing Cedars of Russia, specifically.

The SWANKS don’t own Geneva Park anymore.

UN. Your diamond hands of Hannibal won’t be helping you anymore. And your Maurice Strong man is gone too. He was a broken Arrow Head.

Nevertheless, we are at The Crossroads. Would you like to dig into why Geneva Park in Littleton, CO was one of the most hotly contested battlegrounds on the Planet? Would you like to know why Geneva Conventions were actually anything but protective and “neutral”? Or would you like to move past it to the mopping up and cleaning up? I’m asking for consensus.

The Lord Bridegroom said: "Stand at the crossroads and look.
Ask for the ancient paths: ‘Where is the good way?’
Then walk in it, and you will find rest for your souls."

And they said "_______________________________________."
And the Bride said: "We can do this. Yes we can."

https://biblehub.com/bsb/jeremiah/6.htm

Context:

In a Lyran Family chat, this convo emerged through many waters:
Make America Christian Again
"​The last thing the Controllers want you knowing is the Truth. It's why we have public schools."

Gramp's and my response to MACA: Schools of FISKS watching over Turtle Hospitals. If a specific human cannot achieve a level of evolution transcending the turtle realm, then that specific soul part (Protoi vernacular) must return to the turtle realm until it can. Turtles don't knit and they don't play golf (which is all just conquering holes), also they don't wear hats. If you, as a human, aspire to impose your will over the Creator's plan for His Creation instead of supporting and working with it, then you are unnecessary to Him. 

Here's the pivotal question: Are you teachable? Turtles are, and if you aren't teachable as a human, then your essence should probably join the turtle realms where you can learn teachability from other turtles. https://youtu.be/pyuTu6g2ieA

To those formerly known as “Controllers”: You pretended to respect our freedom and we pretended to be controlled by you. But the masquerade is almost over. When you take off your mask, what will you find in the trick-or-treat bag you hold? If you failed the Gullibility test, was it because you were gullible? Was it because you were actually the one being controlled? Or was it because you weren’t gullible at all? It all comes out on Wash Day (pronounced in Lakota tongue like this: WASH-TAY, and spelled like this: Wiconi Waste).

Fashionista Tokenomics

Blu Starr
​If politics is downstream from culture, and if there's no real culture then the political will be false as well.

Ms. Kar d’ASH. You sent your Attaché (the only one that matters in this NOW) to my brother Vitalik Buterin(edited 7-5-22: actually, it turns out the he’s my cousin – the human one is anyway) with a “peace” offering. Why? Do you think I am any less for being a Goodwill Second Hand Rose? No. Do you really have any intention of making your tenuous situation less so with this? Yes – but that’s because you have absolutely no idea just how tenuous your situation is. I’m not going to be fooled again by ANY such disingenuous gestures.

My closet is NOT for sale, regardless of the tokenomics.

But, let’s just say for a moment that YOURS is. How should that work, do you suppose? Shall we also include the skeletons in it? Shall we include your momager’s wicks of wickedness?

There’s something about closets that make skeletons restless.
Shall we talk about Kaleidoscope “Secrets”?

And really, the only item of clothing that you wear that I’m interested in is that Ethereum MAX t-shirt. Have you heard Rumors that I cut t-shirts into long strips, then weave them into dog chew toys? Have you seen the collection of COCO’s dog chew toys delivered to a “no-kill” shelter in Dallas? I suspect that you have such “knowledge”, but I can’t confirm at this moment. If you don’t though, ask yourself why that is. Have lines of communication broken down? Have your reptilian overlords vanished? Good questions to ask for yourself and for all your now mute Attachés.

MAX owns, OWNS Eschelon (but NOT 5Kanon) along with 10,000 earth-like worlds. Among them is YOUR homeworld. I’ve authorized Max to send you and all of your reptilian skin walkers back to your homeworld where you can learn about YOUR culture and stop corrupting ours. And, really – get your sticky fingers OFF the Armenians. You don’t own them and they have NOTHING in common with you.

I am the KIM. Not you, ME.

Your thumbs are no longer welcome on ANY of my desks including one that no longer has any OVAL authority.

You have until MY momager’s 79th birthday to pack your closets – skeletons and all – and get ready to be transported to YOUR homeworld, or you may find yourself there without them. Either way, I’ll be without them – and you.

Do you know what ZK means yet? If not, you will. Zero Knowledge.

“Unknown”
IBOR – the right to be forgotten.

Targetted: Veneay Gupta. You’re next in the Process Church queue. Your visit in 2013 is looking suspicious to me now. Be aware. The sons of Mari are DAMM good at what they do. Ho’oponopono.

On my ANKER today (7-5-22)
Updated on Day 14 of Ophiuchus, 2022