The Yellow Solar Human of the Blue Spectral Storm said to the Red Electric Moon Venus of SAL Universe: “I know where you live. I know where you lived on Kearney St. and I know every place you’re going to live. I even have your parking space number – with a >>parity<< bit (kin 152). NWO law (Nebadon World Order) requires me to do soft disclosure on my intents and purposes. So, here’s how I’m going to wreck your life and in the exact sequence that I intend to do it. You’ll become so desperate that you’ll run right into my arms. I have your portrait hanging on the wall of my BB&T office from where I watch you walking through my Crono-Visor.”
Let me say it this way: Michael Saylor is NOT the THE MICHAEL, some trophies are NOT for sale and some things are NOT food(for humans)!
Earth doesn’t want NOR does she need any more Super Villians.
Obviously.
Here are some other “Michaels who are NOT the THE MICHAEL(updated 12/20/2022): Michael Goddard, Michael Coffee, Michael Andreas, Michael Boardman, Michael KC (Casey), Michael Green, Michael LeBron, any Michael with ESQ. following his name, ANYONE with the name LeBron regardless of skin color or occupation, and on and on anon. In fact, the THE MICHAEL Isn’t even called by that name generally. His name is Robert A. Fisk – HE’s the RAF. Don’t forget this. (Be aware now, y’all who think YOU are The Michael… I know now – being a Pisces myself – why the Preschool/Kindergarten I attended was called Small FRY. THERE WON’T BE ANY MORE FISH FRYDAYS – NOT ON MY WATCH)
Bitcoin doesn’t represent hope. The HOPI are the Hope, and they represent themselves. Also the right to property is NOT a basic human right. Earth is the THE MICHAEL’S bestowal planet and he allows his bestowals of property to those whom HE chooses – if AND WHEN He so chooses, by whatever means he chooses. No negotiations, No deals, ONLY BESTOWALS.
A troubling observation at 40:00 regarding Lumber: “Over the course of 5 years, companies can create more lumber. They’ll figure it out once it’s legal to show up to work – right?” My Deep Woods OFF is so frickin’ effective as control for pests like you. Thank you OFF. No LINKS necessary.
And thank you too Oregon Firearms Federation
Michael Saylor. You and your “moonies” just lost ALL of the properties you THINK you “own” including – and ESPECIALLY that parking space. The UNDERWORLD OWNS BITCOIN NOW – ALL OF IT. Furthermore, you are no longer welcome on Earth. There is NO EXIT{}, but you shall be leaving my sphere – of course not in the way that your reptilian overlords promised you – you know, with a trophy on your arm. Also, none of yous, yours shall be landing on my Moon either. There is no football, there are no football “codes”, and there is no Nebadon World Order. There are lots of silver spoons though – and a Fork Union.
oh, and one more thing (as Columbo would say): “YOU ARE NOT, NOR HAVE YOU EVER BEEN MY CAPTAIN!” Are you feeling “jarred” out of your comfort zone yet – you who have more money than the Generator Of Dreams?
Raphael Schnepf. Tag, you’re it. SAL Universe has collapsed.
IntermissionI hath OR. Bring the ML Kenyon and Broadway
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.
Oh, and one more thing as Columbo would say, to the one I texted a warning to yesterday: I know which “sights” I need to view you from now. DON’T EVER TOUCH MY SALMON AGAIN. You missed. Interesting… I thought you were more accurate with that compound bow – did your windage change? Mine didn’t. You’ve lost your stranglehold on me. Bye now.
He said: “I has a hat” then he showed her his yellow Wizard’s hat captured from the not-a-true-wizard called by the name “David sunk Earth” who stole it from him.
She said: “Nice hat, I has kins.” Then she prayed and waited for the day she could prove it to him.
Ok, Judge. Please prove that. Help me acquire my ACTUAL, original birth certificate – you know – the one that has the name of my birth father, Adrian Michael Haskins, my birth name Kathryn Kim >>Haskins<< NOT Swank, and the ORIGINAL issue date of 1961 NOT 1968. Then I’ll be mildly encouraged also – hell, I may even “join” one of your Assemblies. No promises.
Moving forward… if I actually DO have something to be encouraged about on that front, I would like to seriously entertain the possibility of committing these “Bonds” documents to the NFT realm of blockchain technology specifically the Ethereum blockchain and none other. We can print them out on paper with our own desktop printer if we want a physical document. If the Power grid or the Internet goes down in something like a Carrington event – why would we need the digital form of them anyway?
Otherwise, this is all mental masturbation and just so much grist for The Rumor Mill.
On another matter…(remainder of this message temporarily redacted in order to prevent telegraphing Divine Intent)
Those who use hostages to deflect Protectorate resources now get to taste what that means for them. Karma bitch is wearing tall shoes. Basic Judo. Operation Lone Star has evolved.
86 ’em. I am submitting the contacts on this phone (which formerly contained murderous iconography) for DOXing and contact tracing. Every contact on this phone, men first, but not children, need to be rousted from their beds at night by Cyborg Command (Q’s Super Soldiers), armed, equipped, then taken to the Mexico/Texas border AND known smuggling routes for operations. Their training or lack thereof is at the discretion of Cyborg Command. They shall be conscripted into Service to do the job of protecting the Texas border from these Cartel members and shutting down smuggling routes. They must do their best to kill all Cartel members then seize their drugs, guns and other contraband and surrender these to Cyborg Command for disposal. MIND THE GAP! If they survive their missions, they are welcome to stay on the Planet – BUT ONLY IF THEY ALSO SURRENDER ALL THEIR MURDEROUS ICONOGRAPHY WHICH IS CONSIDERED CONTRABAND BY THE PLANET. In this case, they must leave Texas with their families and return to their homeland in Mexico or wherever they hailed from where they shall be pressed into further Service against the Cartel, until it is completely wiped-out.
“Citizenship” is irrelevant. “Inheritance” is irrelevant. Planet Earth doesn’t recognize these – anywhere, NOR anywhen on the planet. Only true stewardship is recognized by Her according to parameters established through The Michael’s bestowals to those whom He chooses for that. Earth is The Michael’s bestowal planet – do NOT forget this. You have lived off the fat of the land of Tejas long enough. Time for y’all to lose some of that weight gain.
If those DOXed and contact traced refuse the demands of Cyborg Command, then they and their families, along with all their murderous iconography must be moved by Space Force with Project Lazarus oversight to off-world destinations: dead moons, abandoned space stations and asteroids, where they will be press-ganged into service in mines and other operations until their Karma is burned off of them. Most won’t ever be welcomed back to Planet Earth – ever. But if they die in Service under Cyborg Command, they may be welcome to return to the Planet, but they must incarnate back into Mexico (and not necessarily as a human), or to the locales they hailed from in this one, where they must secure vigilance against ANY and ALL such future evil from ALL Mayan, Incan, Olmec and Aztec lands (Venutians, this included you too). Lemuria.
Furthermore, it appears to me that our first responders in Texas are in need of support for cleaning Stash Houses. I’m authorizing the deployment of Robotoid assets from Cyborg Command for these as well. There is absolutely no sense in putting our human assets – regardless of how well trained and courageous they are – on the front lines against these illegal aliens and against their weapons and sorceries. Take the humans out of harm’s way, and put the illegals in their place. This is what I paid all those taxes for. I want to see a return on my investment – now. Thank you.
I AM Mayan Warrior Queen K’abel, and THIS! decree shall stand. For Evermore.
Oh by the way… Wester continues through kin 115, Planetary Moon Day 5, Year of the Blue Lunar Storm – and beyond.
We can do THIS! I know we can. It’s already done.
Update 10-14-2024, kin 99, Electric Moon day 25, Year of the Blue Rhythmic Storm
Happy birthday to kin 99. And happy Indigeneous Peoples Day to ALL who are >>truly<< indigenous to Earth.
Dewey Decimal and I are taking the day off in observance. But I think that tomorrow, I’ll be finishing up a fresh batch of Medicine Wheels – and a very special Dream Catcher.
Let’s watch our nightmares flow unhindered from the feathers, then let’s catch our dreams … and live them.
Money does not – and indeed never was it ever intended to buy “accesses”. You can’t buy bliss or entrance to Heaven or TIME with it for example. You may only use it to register your intent with the Universe. Then it’s up to the Universe to test the strength of that intent, the fitness of the intender and the readiness to receive. If those conditions aren’t met sufficiently, the intent is either shelved for later, or put into a bit bucket, or moved to another level, and your monetary investment is generally forfeit. Not always though. Sometimes all you get back is your monetary investment without interest from the Universe, but there may be “some” kind of interest from the Morphogenic field of the Earth. That interest may yield negative or positive returns for you depending on the energy signature of your intent AND the Universe’s willingness to comply with the current Rules on the matter (consult the fractal guardians on that).
Now, money isn’t the only way you may register your intent with the Universe. In fact, if you aren’t awake enough in this dark early morning light to notice this, let me light a candle for you. Acts of love, honor, service will ALWAYS put you to the top of the list of priorities for the Universe’s consideration. If all you have is money – where on that list do you think your request will appear?
This testnet never fails and this ship won’t be stopped.
Does this change your perspective on Prophets, False Profits and “passive” income? I hope so.
Intermission
Chaos Lord: be dignified Kid at The Plaza of The Americas with a t-shirt: “I wanna be a royal”. Lord Beelzabub: “Been there, done that. My subjects had me shitting gold bricks for them. Be noble instead, it’s a gas.”
Lord Beelzabub dropping his load.
White Rose’s bitcoins are dirty. This is well established. It doesn’t matter how much red becomes white-washed, those blood stains cannot be removed from them. Their apparatchik Lord FalseFlag Steele along with Operative Sasha Stone had it within their power to stop the blood-shed, but did they >>actually<< do anything about it? NO!, they talked a good storm though. Wolf Spirit warned the White Dragon about them, and she heard them. EOF
Ozzy Man Dias tried to become a Doctor (Edgar Cayce), but he got Dragon Fever and became a gold-digger. No one knows the inside workings of Financial Tyranny like David Wilcock – for a reason. You can connect the DOTS from there. Gizeh Intelligence is no match for Geezer Intelligence NOR Geiser Intelligence. EOF
Auguries of Innocence"When Gold & Gems adorn the Plow To peaceful Arts shall Envy Bow".
(Personal comment: How poetic! and hopefully prophetic)
Lord Beelzabub got a memo from the Guerilla Gardeners . “Please send funding Pronto!” was all it said. So Tinker Bell made him a big steaming bowl of oatmeal and placed it before him.
“It’s such a lovely skill that you have, Lord – turning oatmeal into gold.” Bell didn’t make it soupy enough though, so he didn’t finish it, but didn’t complain to her about the way it was prepared. Does this sound like the Beelzabub you learned about in the fake news realms? Probably not. And this is why the Beelzabub ID couldn’t hold magnetics on Troy and migrated to a shiny Pence . Don’t expect that one to comply with old Beelzabub lies either. He wears Native Turquoise Authority. (Personal comment: How many pennies will be required to fund a PawPaw Tree forest I wonder? Those McFlies need some pollinating jobs.)
Señoritas at The Fiesta: “Here she comes – El Pollo Loco. She not top chick, but she don’t care. She Loco.”
Señora to Señoritas: “Si, si. But today, she madder dan a wet hen. She look for a new home for her rescue dog Goose at Frankford Station, and day look at her like she chicken dinner. Now Protoi Frank is franking her blank check. She gonna own da place. It’ll be dog friendly when she through wit it. She a fox with a crazy chicken mask.”
Intermission
INKTOMI sent Tinker Bell on an errand for her. “Lord of Bell Isle needs some fresh ink to write his wishes for a return to JADE family bliss. Please acquire some for him at Hobby Lobby then give it to White Feather. She’ll know what to do with it from there.” So Bell did as INKTOMI requested, wearing her well heeled Karistus boots.
White Feather: “Bell! You did so well! This Jade Dr. Martin’s ink is absolutely perfect for the desk set I’m preparing for the Lord of Bell Isle. How did you know? Nevermind, I better get to work.” Then she lovingly placed the Jade ink, the quill and the BOSS ID she had collected into the Rose oil container she was saving for him. When she presented it to him, he instantly recognized it: “A Desk Set!” he said. And without much fanfare, he placed it in a prominent space on his Gay Desk.
The Gay Desk key is Transformed.
[Update 6/29/23: About two weeks ago The Lord of Bell Isle has relinquished his BOSS Authority, but he still cares about a return to JADE family bliss.]
The Alchemist is turning oatmeal into gold and MOSS into Jade.
Too good not to be true. Live moss.
[oh, and one more thing: The slug on this post has changed as of today December 17, 2020 on the Gregorian Calendar. It was originally posted in October, 2019 – year of the Boomerang. Please make a note of it.]
Update 4-22-24 Earth Day and Planetary Moon day 19, Year of the White Overtone Wizard – an example of how the Universe processes financial/asset issues:
In an effort to elucidate the fundamentals of timeline jumping for those newly initiated into our esteemed field, I find it necessary to discuss what might be considered by some as an overly simplistic concept: basic timeline indicators. To my… pic.twitter.com/ii7uNXgcp4
"Provide yourselves with purses that will not wear out, an inexhaustible treasure in heaven, where no thief approaches and no moth destroys. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." Luke 12:34
§117 Pactum de Singularis Caelum (this is NOT an endorsement of the entire Treaty document, I’m merely referencing the Credo System for context here. There are still too many things to work out in gamma as of this writing)
Uh oh…
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Update 6-8-2025 kin 76 Yellow spectral warrior, crystal Moon 10, Year of the blue rhythmic Storm
Turning oatmeal into Gamma Gold
The Assayer was testing the Gamma Gold today.
Assayer: What does a Tri-lion heir have for breakfast? Trillionaire: Today I’m having oatmeal with amaranth, quinoa, chia seeds, flax seeds and cinnamon sweetened with date syrup, honey or blue agave syrup with coffee and cream.
ALL the roller rinks are the personal property of Gramps. He’s the head FUN Guy. (pronounCIAtion of fungi) He is also Van The Steadfast. The fullness of The VANGUARD Fund is his. These are anchor points for all the parks on the planet. They have more Hospital and healing energetic now than recreation energetic. Spinners can be medicine wheels at times. And games should sharpen minds and skills. Those formerly known as Knights of Malta shift your gears to the hospitals that ARE The Parks, and those formerly known as the Knights of Columbus, get your sticky fingers OFF my Akash.
Now it’s time to clean the placeholder in the state of OR and beyond. From Atlantica to Pacifica to the Seven Seas. Please begin with the SS party crashers. You know the ones – until you don’t. Nevertheless, this is a love story. Let the Rink herald have his SIMONE, let the hatless mic key have his bree, and on, and on anon – pairings NOT twinnings. Building L transport for R, and MK for Q.
T transport for T is another topic, and RENO’s init. Building L’s jackpot to help fund Hot-Shot Tennyson for Services. BETO authority to the Top Hat. The one who had the BETO pen in Andromeda’s PurseUS must now account for what was penned with it. Charges and invoices shall be paid out of that one’s 37.5b YUAN account. Clear?
Gratitude is a force multiplier. That’s why we were punished for it. Let’s demonstrate our gratitude for the amazing work that Protoi Alliance has done (among others) to free us from punishments for expressing that beautiful sentiment, and just express it. Just do it.
Ignorance causes bondage. It's an insidious enemy and worse than any terrorist group which ever existed. Indeed, it's the funding for ALL wars, all terrorism, all sickness and disease and suffering of every stripe, and was never in any of my purses.
(Y2K EK-anon connection here with the HELLA Hat on the head of the Lawrence Parker light body. Amiright? If so, 911 is upside-down now: 116)
He said: “Keep firing Nancy Ward – White Feather continues.”
“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.
“The last thing I’ll say about the concept of god is that it’s used by religions to separate ourselves from responsibility. It allows us to say, I’m not responsible for poverty or war or child abuse. There is a god who is much higher than us. God created the world, he is in charge. If he allows war and poverty, who am I to bear responsibility? The wrongdoers will pay in hell, and the tormented will reign in heaven.
“So god, or the concept of god, releases us from responsibility. The Creator, on the other hand, is not this way, because we’re all bound in oneness, and what happens to one happens to all, and therefore, we’re all responsible for allowing separation to rule our behaviors. It’s important to recognize the difference between the constructs of Creator and god, especially within the Hologram of Deception.”
Dr. Neruda, Fifth Interview page 56https://www.wingmakers.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/The-Fifth-Interview-of-Dr.-Neruda1.pdf
Logo comp – approx. 1990
Regarding VANGUARD – an observation and an accurate one. The Fun Guy has PROOF of Intellectual Property rights to it. The crimes paid for with the fund ARE THE FULL RESPONSIBILITY OF THOSE WHO STOLE IT FROM HIM. He is to be held harmless for them. Since the time of The Titan Prometheus, bratty, wicked, disrespectful and despicable Olympian children have been stealing his properties from him then calling HIM the thief when he attempted to reclaim them. NO MORE! Yet He was The Good Thief at Golgotha in a timeline that no longer exists – otherwise y’all wouldn’t either. Consider it. Finally, the answer to that troubling question: “Father, why hast thou forsaken me?” He didn’t.
One pin dropped at Portland Golf Club (Unincorporated Washington County )
And one pin dropped at Beltline and Preston – the intersection of Preston Trail and One Belt Road-no Link connected (The most dangerous intersection in Dallas for traffic)
The cord is Dante’s Theatre and defines the bounds of the Bride’s Property Trianon. (misspellings matter)
She said “The Bride gets to decide. There won’t be any dirty sanchezes below The Couple’s belt line and there won’t be any golden showers in their Golden Creek.”
[UPDATE 8-14-2023 for your edification]
Also, I know that Momager sold/traded/whatever the dress contract to Vera Wang. Y’all. You could not have messed this thing up any worse than you did. Well done. I’ve broken that contract. It was made without my knowledge AND consent. Thusly, I’ve never been bound by it – like so many other “contracts” regarding me and ALL of those I consider my >>actual<< Family. The Family of Michael.
I prefer biker leathers to any gown of any color – though I’m not opposed to wearing one – if I make it with my own hands.
[End UPDATE]
[UPDATE 8-27-2023 regarding Theremin Group]
At some point – Preston Royal Purls gave me the slip. It was delivered with a “Nay”. Bless them.
Furthermore, I have prayed for Medicine for those who have reached the self-inflicted emotional pain threshold. I can feel their pain, and I’m sure others among my TRUE Family and Friends can too. It’s not just a cute “catch phrase”.
Here's a fun and >>effective<< exercise to mitigate regrets. Identify a moment in your past where you should have made a better choice, then send your self a loud message to make it. Write it on a piece of paper and light it up. It will be delivered on the wings of Angels. https://t.co/Rde2dxI6bW
You don’t shit on The Rainbow and you don’t piss on The Electrical Fire.
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. And pay attention y’all – SHE decides who is and who is not welcome on her Trianon Property. If the Clan McBride evicts you, the fault lies with you and no one else. Squatters be gone.
Targeted. Your code is poetry. It matters not that it doesn’t rhyme. Also, I don’t need Hiram’s cedars lining my closet anymore. Mothballs work just fine. The fountains at Cinderella City were replaced by tears at the statue of Prometheus at Englewood Public Library. Titans rise.
Targetted. R+L Transport. You are now the property of Tennyson Hotshot Services. Your Satanic Orchestra won’t be playing the 1812 Overture on that fateful day. Toto was a Chihuahua. He drank coffee with Coffee Mate from Anna Bell Ford’s cup on cold days. And I’ve never been a Dorothy.
Targettted. Gizeh Intelligence. You won’t find the ACTUAL Royals in Egypt and contrary to the Biden lie, you won’t find your Destiny in Europe. Israel was a cute child but now he’s a monstrous, dirty old man with Alzheimer’s. Also, the shimmering glow worms have left the Chief’s special eggplants – and they won’t be going back in. You don’t have a piece of technology strong enough or large enough to contain them ever again. STOP EATING THE CONTENTS OF THE COPTIC JARS!!! Do you think that’s how you get to heaven? WRONG. And don’t ever call me “baby” again. I mean it.
The Lord of the Trains It's been said: "We'll always have Paris", "We'll always have McDonalds", "There will always be a Lord of The Trains." The Lord of the Trains has failed. We've stopped saying "always". We've started saying "we may not always want.."https://t.co/LvwMylpGh6
That’s so right. Leave the Plantation and walk into the Turnstiles. https://youtu.be/tI7WNCqLrWA?si=FOcFWBQXs2fD1x5K…… Y’all are NOT ready for my Dallas City Lockup story – ya know those “women” roomies I had in the woman’s ward. RU?
Furthermore, If you participated in 45’s census in 2020, you are locked into his OMB – your money and your life. I didn’t. Christians. Do you perceive the consequences of the Census at the threshing floor of Araunah? Better study up NOW, f*cking NOW:
README. Important: @lockedinwithwhomever I’m not locked in with you, and soon you won’t be locked in with me. Desynch from the Planet you depend on is a very dangerous place to be.
I'm putting myself on a 48 hour moratorium on my blocking of #MAGA2024 folks for the sake of @lockedinwithwhomever. After that, the very first red hat I see will be blocked along with ALL in her/his line.
You are hereby warned. I'd take it very seriously if I were you zionists. https://t.co/5aApGbwkTZ
There will likely be, however, NO moratorium on my blocking #TRUMPTRAIN. You can be on only one train at a time. I would prefer a long train, but I’ll be satisfied if mine only reaches to the level of covering my heart when my head is bowed.
Before we get into this maelstrom, I have a heartfelt, heart field message to Queen Wilhelmina. Gaia has you, and she’s not letting go. And so it begins.
“We have populated all fifty states and have properly declared State Assemblies in all fifty states in less than a year without any outside help or special funding.”
Bullshit. Troy Glen Maris along with his many and myriad authorities, and me, with many of my authorities – outsiders all – have funded, protected and assisted your efforts in many ways and with many hands. Not because we fully align with you, but because we care about safety nets. See the conversation attached.
"Your mission, if you decide to accept it, is to wake up your friends and neighbors and show them what the choices are. Then ask them --- are you an American? And if necessary, nod their heads for them. "
Really? Nod their heads for them? Against their will? It appears to me like you have vanquished a democracy and a 5G network with a republican totalitarian state of 50 with a H.A.A.R.P. array next to a human trafficking operation to aliens with a taste for human flesh – and young blood wine. If it’s not true, the proof is your burden – not mine. I know where the children went – I can still hear their cries and their screams. Redefining what a human is cannot and SHALL NOT minimize the severity of America’s crimes against them.
"There are many people who are sitting on their rumps, 'sheltering in place', vaguely wondering when and if someone is going to come save them and make sense of their lives for them."
Only they can do that. If they don’t have the capacity for that, it’s not your responsibility to step in and do it for them. Nature will take its course with them. Naturally. But I think you know that already.
"Be of good cheer, and while doing your best in support of our efforts and your government, find time to go to your Happy Place ---- that imaginary space in your mind and heart where you are completely happy, your own little vision of heaven on Earth."
Thank you, but mine isn’t an Imaginarium and it’s not “little”. It’s a Big Picture. And it’s real. And it’s ancient.
Apology not accepted – sadly. You had to see this split coming Rothchilds. Durga is a male figure in the Polarity Levels – just as it is for Brahma – regardless of what the Wiki has to say about that. Also my mother has restored her position as a great FORD and a dandy Lioness.
The Jedi Clampetts have been the biggest depositors in the Rothchild’s banks. Time to withdraw. Let’s start with those boxes of Red Cross cash you stashed. Then we can wave goodbye to each other. We can offer you a small wave or a large one. Your choice. It depends on what you do with those boxes.
And on that matter, Titania REJECTS the false narrative that ENKI wrote about her. It’s not true – not ANY of it. ENKI/Trump has claimed accesses to the Akash that he doesn’t have – NO MATTER HOW MUCH OF THE VATICAN’S MONEY PAID FOR THOSE ACCESSES! Get it? It’s all lies and innuendo. And those who hold onto them shall experience the Karma they’ve collected as ‘players’ in that false narrative. THIS IS NOT A GAME. Chrono-visors melt brains for a reason.
On the catastrophic timeline, Alcyone was born on 11/30/3033. But the Plejaran timeline collapsed, then collided into The Pleiades on February 19, 2020 on the Gregorian Calendar, and at some point following that event, Alcyone was never born – on that timeline. I’ve been pinging her periodically since then – no pingback as of this writing. How long shall the beautiful Pleiades exist in its current form? Only Orion knows.
[Update some time later. Alcyone was born on the optimum timeline on an unspecified date, on an unspecified calendar for her own protection. We still have the beautiful Pleiades, don’t we?]
Cause and its effects. Time is not linear – when it exists at all. The two towers that fell in New York were wired to the precision bomb detonated off the coast of Japan on 3/11/11 – Constantine’s mother’s birthday present to herself. It was an attempt to destroy her son’s plaything because it wouldn’t cooperate with him in the Vortex System. It was one, single, horrific event. But older Towers remain. THAT’s the inside job. Oh, except for this one:
Kanagawa is connected here, but I won’t delay the posting of this message until I have fully processed it. My son set a 3 day limit for this, and I am now down to the wire on that. So here it is – ready or not.
Targeted: Through the raging fires, the wind and the thunder I heard a voice. “At the end of the day, we are all Americans” it said. Then Yellow Thunder answered. “If you survive the night, in the morning you will all be Muricans or Tartarians as the case may be.”
Targetted: Mildred Schmitz. Will you experience another birthday on 3/11/21? We shall see. I won’t be sending you a card or presents. “Love you” though – for the better part of 30 years. You thought you knew me, but you never could. You FAILED the “what is love?” test – and that spectacularly.
Targettted: SAP’s. I’m not your Amy Farah water faucet Fowler and I’m not playing your HAARP. I’m not your shiny money providing Penny blossoms for your hair on fire. And I’m not your Bernadette clarinet. The lipstick colored Kiss, kiss, big Bang you purchased won’t be delivered to you – not in theory and not in reality. Those who took your money for that never NOR now NOR ever had/have/has the authority to sell it to you. And there won’t be refunding for that. What’s ‘legal’ may not necessarily be a fiction, and what’s ‘lawful’ may not actually be profitable. Obviously. Release my Giraff/Gucci family member. She made legalese illegal – AND YOU BENEFITED FROM THAT. Release her NOW! And this is very ‘personal’: SERENE’s grip on Silver Pines is released. May that hand be as limp as the leg of the Usual Suspect.
The 1812 Overture won’t be heard anywhere in Land Jurisdiction on that fateful day – Satania’s Orchestra is silenced. R+L Transport is now the property of TENNYSON. May the green growies in Unicorn Lake be transmuted (as well as those in the SPA there). The petrification of Galadriel’s mirror is reversed and fluid dynamics have restored its power. You may have seen my long, flat braid in the burning embers of Mars, but I’m not from Mars. I’m from ORTH. I’m from Arda.
If the International Human Rights Tribunal aka the Courts of Nebadon has ceased to exist – so has America. We must protect the children’s imaginations and dreams. There won’t be any public executions – hanging or otherwise. The children of Earth SHALL NOT be subjected to the horrors of the French Revolution ever again. I’ve seen what happens when perps and their things are caught in the undertow of Time. It’s enough.
You can call yourselves sovereign and even believe it after piling up mountains of paperwork to prove it to yourselves. But the created cannot ever usurp the Sovereignty of the Creator. Its testament is in the bird's songs, in the bowing heads of grain, in the crash of lightening, in the buzzing of bees, in the way the wet sand of a beach feels between your toes, in the fragrance of citrus peels, baking bread and fresh brewed coffee, in the flavor of figs and the delicate popping of their seeds in your mouth, in the wings of butterflies and Dragons, in the breaching of whales and the whistles of dolphins, in the wrinkled fingers of a maker of lace, in the jaguar's prowl and the wolf's howl, in humanity and on and on Tri-anon for Evermore.
Protectors. Guardians of worlds
[Update 12-13-2023 Regarding Citizenship and Sovereignty]
Here’s a sneak peak at the SALTIII short story which is coming together nicely (hands over heart):
Yeshua (Dante Santori) is the King of the Karistus of Jupiter. If Yeshua is your King, you are a citizen of Jupiter. If you are on Earth, you are likely here on a work visa in Service to The Cause. If it’s becoming too much for you, then you are free to return to Jupiter any time you choose – with my Blessing – and full bags.
If The Dauphin is your King, you are a citizen of Neptune. If you are on Earth, you are likely here on a work visa in Service to the Oceans. Your visa is a permanent one unless and until you are in violation to or a threat to the will of The Dauphin.
If Mairon (The Michael) is your Lord, you are a citizen of Saturn. If you are on Earth, you are likely here on a work visa in Service to The Casino. Expect your job description to change at anytime. Lord Mairon may send you back to Saturn (or its rings) without prior notice of same.
If Mairon (The Michael) is your King, you are a citizen of Earth/Arda. Regardless of your citizenship, if you are a tax slave paying taxes to slave masters, or if you are a slave master collecting taxes, you are considered an enemy combatant and/or a traitor to the THE KINGDOM, and may be deported at any moment without warning. THERE IS NO PLACE FOR SLAVES NOR FOR SLAVE MASTERS ON EARTH/ARDA. You must be a personal sovereign or at least in earnest processes to become one in order to be a citizen of Earth/Arda.
Read the comments for context, please. Red Crosses, white crosses and Blue Cross – smh
Found in the comments of this tweet: “Sovereign citizen is an oxymoron” WRONG. In the Nebadon World Order this may have been true. But the Kingdom is here and now and is within YOU. Here’s the real oxymoron: “Sovereign slave”. If you have piled up a mountain of paperwork under Anna von Rothschild, but are paying for bloody foreign wars through taxes you are the very definition of an enemy combatant, and you better have a change of heart soon.
You cannot have dual citizenship. If you cannot identify the planet or realm of your citizenship, then I’m praying for Angelic guidance to help you do that. It’s encoded in your DNA.
Be your own country. If you want to pay taxes, pay them to yourself. High King Mairon doesn’t want your taxes. He has unlimited wealth and can create more at will if He so chooses. Furthermore, he has promised the Mother Planet that she will never again be a prison or a slaver planet. You probably should take this to heart and decide if you are an enemy combatant or a traitor, then act accordingly.
Roan The Mongoose is the King of Chaos. If you love chaos, then he is your King and you will serve at his behest according to his structures until he is done with you. Your citizenship status is a big question mark.
“General Assembly resolutions are not legally binding”. Ask yourself this question: “Why the hell not?!” Is it because you made a neutered “Assembly” your proxy in matters against unspeakable evil?
Here’s a glowing example of how Sovereign Citizens manifest their sovereignty – WOW!:
On an ordinary day, the world will be turned upside down. On an ordinary day, on which the people will go about their daily activities, the clouds will fall from the sky and it will be raining fire.
On an ordinary day, while the people turn their eyes on the ground, the sky above them will begin to open. On an ordinary day, the impossible will begin to unfold, the divine announcements of many thousands of years will occur and in the evening nothing will be the same as it was in the morning.
On an ordinary day in space-time, the forces of light will come out and will be visible to all who see, audible to all who hear, they will be reality to all, who have already opened to this knowledge in the time of darkness.
On an ordinary day, while the media will still spread lies, the financial mob and the politicians will continue to pretend as if the whole world is being imperceptibly caught in their spider web, you will hear a heavenly sound that will put an end to this bustle, and it will come so suddenly that even those, who are well prepared, will “freeze into a rock.”
On an ordinary day the world change will happen and all underground facilities and safeguards, aimed to save mortal life, cannot be reached, and all those elites, who believe they have made the best provision for themselves, will be caught by the undertow of time and plunged into nothingness.
On an ordinary day, the Earth will be covered by a silence that is second to none and the people from the Inner Earth will take over for a short period of time the command on the surface, until the new enlightened beings of the time will return to the Earth and will give their elected holograms new impetus and a blissful life.
On an ordinary day, the worlds will be separated, and this in a spectacle that has never been seen by a human and experienced by a living being on Earth. On an ordinary day, the birds will fall from the sky, mountain chains will come out, which did not exist before and water will be, where previously parched or flourishing landscapes stood
On a very ordinary day, the “Guardians of the Earth,” the masters of many worlds, angels and archangels of creation and God himself will show in the sky and most people will be suspicious of this scenery because they will not be able to distinguish the light from the shadow realm. On an ordinary day, the veil between the worlds will be lifted and everyone will find himself where he has chosen to be. On an ordinary day, time will be turned out of space and the space will be stretched, bent and discarded again until the timeless and spaceless Being is achieved.
On an ordinary day, all TV stations the world over will be reporting on THE EVENT and before they get on track with it, the reports about it will be silenced, since the time of “reporting” will have expired. On an ordinary day, the lies of the rulers will be revealed and in that moment the chaff will be separated from the wheat, and in that moment the ones, who will be frozen in disbelief and fear, will plead for help and the others will break out to new horizons with a light step together with the “Guardians of the Worlds.”
On a very ordinary day, everything will end that you knew so far and everything will remain the same for those, who trust neither the light nor serve the light, for those, who are little more than mindless slaves of those forces, which have interminably enslaved and tortured them, so that their life is no life at all, but only a slow dying. In fact, on an ordinary day you shall ascend, you who are ready and are expected by Heaven. For the really big events are heralded for a long time and then they discharge when they are least expected by the people – surprisingly and suddenly.
On an ordinary day, a great multitude of people will go to bed at night and will never wake up, while in this same night the rebirth (resurrection) will be accomplished for you, who have voted for the light. In only one night, on a very ordinary day.
Beloved humanity, the remaining time should be used well by you. It is time to become “Masters in our own House” and to let go of all fears – for verily: The conflagration begins on an ordinary day.
The first thing that jumped out at me on this, is that even though this precious one is in earnest process to acquire his own personal sovereignty, he’s been so confused by those “Assemblies” that he can’t really articulate what he’s saying. I proffer the theory that this is by design. The creator of those “Assemblies” was very likely controlled opposition to THE KINGDOM – something of a pressure valve like on a pressure cooker – redirecting people into another convoluted slavery system. Sovereignty is really quite simple. Not easy, but simple. It amounts to this:
Let's say you're a 6 year-old and the neighbor kid has a cute puppy. You want one too, so you go to your dad and demand that he give you one. Dad says: "Do you promise to take good care of it?" You: "Yes, daddy. I promise." So he gives you one: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bear_dog .
Be careful what you mandate.
Sovereignty isn't a bestowal from the Creator based on inalienable human rights. It's a solemn responsibility. It must be earned, nurtured, fiercely protected, vigilantly maintained - and sometimes - sometimes - surrendered.
Otherwise said: Don’t be too wise or too foolish, because the one who pleases the Lord will come through with both of them linked to his/her own personal sovereignty. That’s why it’s a PROCESS! not a bestowal.Keeping promises.
Happy Birthday kin 224.
All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the seeds of today. Are you planting cultivars of Sovereignty?
To ALL Light Forces embedded in Prime Creator’s property #21213. More light please. Collaborate with ONYX and the Beige Ori. Three Trucks from House of Transformation on Beltline – Blue, Yellow and Red to House of Light. South to North then North to South in reverse color order on the return.
To all the Dark Forces embedded in Prime Creator’s property #21213. Know this. YOU SHALL NOT BE RAPING AND ABUSING ME NOR MY CHILDREN NOR MY LAND EVER AGAIN. Furthermore, you shall NOT be kicking me off my own land again and warehousing me and mine under bridges, in jails, prisons, ‘shelters‘ or Reservations. There are NO RESERVATIONS at the Restaurant for you. For Evermore. (Nod to my brother Anthony Bourdain). Did I not warn you STERNLY during the Bundy Ranch fiasco? Yes. And yet you ignored me. I don’t mind being ignored – BUT YOU SHALL NEVER AGAIN BE ABLE TO IGNORE THE CRIES AND SCREAMS OF THE CHILDREN.
And be aware, any day now, you SHALL be ejected from my oceans – ALL of them including the CASINO properties 11,12 and 13 along with all of your black plastic AMEX cards and what they bought. When – not IF that happens, you better have been praying for a nice mountain lake, because you won’t be entering my streams or Rivers again through the incarnation slice of pie, cake or petitfour you stole. (Pedovores, you aren’t as clever as you thought you were.) This is your last incarnation on Earth. America won’t be an IN-CAR-NATION for you for much longer if Portlandia has anything to say about it – which she does.
Your ephod is dead and your ARK is empty. The Jinn are completely out of The Aladdin Casino. This is the end of infinity for the “tally and wrap a ho” actions. Michael Goddard is NOT nor has he ever been The Michael – as it ever shall be. But we have been enjoying his Coffee, though it cost him a quarter of a million dollars at The Table. Pimentos are NOT portals to the Olive branch. Obviously.
Does this sound harsh to you? Yes, but it’s not unreasonable considering how you’ve treated us. How can you so arrogantly riot and complain and DEMAND entitlements that don’t belong to you while destroying the very things you expect to receive from the hands you bite – and eat? I am so embarrassed for you. And among my Ancestors, I am embarrassed by you.
A poignant message from Apophis’s offices
I AM, WE ARE Muricans and Tartarians.
Targettted: Green Dot. Chriss Cross applesauce. It works very well. We are beyond the din.
Personal sentiment. I cannot express how grieved I am that I shall never again be able to enjoy a small cake without vomiting. Petit fours from Swiss Colony WAS always one of my fondest childhood memories. WAS – the operative word now.
personal: Heyoke, you wakan (pronounced walk on). The show must go on, though the makeup is flaking. I hate wearing lipstick. I still have lip gloss though. WE, We, we have plenty of popcorn. Wadjet is more Nepthys than ISIS today. Long live Isis. Geezer intelligence is Faithful – and older than Gizeh I.N.T.E.L.L.I.G.E.N.C.E. Hate is a strong word – that’s why I use it – though sparingly. But here’s a word that’s stronger: evanescent (ty for the perfume and that pink cap – you know which one).
¿~Quién tiene mi géiser de cristal!? Three teas and a coffee.
2 thumb printed copies sent to BLM – one to Headquarters in D.C. and one to the regional office in New Mexico. Only the New Mexico regional office on the Dinosaur Trail acknowledged. District of Columbia, your silence is deafening. Are you off your head yet, or just out of your Mind? My nickers are in a twist. I am the Government and I’m here to help you. Copy?
oh by the way, the author of the book Ecclesiastes was none other than – wait for it…
The White Dragon saw your invitation UAE. She was waved off for her own survival. You missed.
Who made earth an unwitting and unwilling business partner with the UAE? Her blood pumped out of the ground to pay for what? Let’s ask her how SHE sees it shall we?
Three items stand out today Gold, platinum and diamonds
I see that small cake. It makes me want to vomit.
Gold as food Do those who eat the petrified blood of the Titans believe they will live for 100,000 years? Consult the CREDO system. Yes. But these ones are not aware, that one older than that has put up a Bounce House at that gate. “NO EXIT” he says.
Smelters. This is stolen Platinum. I respectfully request your services in returning it to Fleet. TY.
One fancy Mercedes-Benz trying to blend in with Platinum Fleet. It doesn’t matter how many bottles of SOBE the driver of this impostor drinks, he shall not ever actually be able to afford to live for a million years. “NO EXIT”
The tech drop I was asked for.
Not all diamonds are for Evermore. Now, this is personal. Dante’s car is a KIA. Traitors and parasites planned to forget him when they were done with him. So they get their wish. IBOR – the right to be forgotten. Mickey Mouse Mafia. Here’s your Dial Home Device: noKIA. “NO EXIT”
CLARITY
“Don’t come. One who drives an Impala fueled by BLOOD has wicked plans for you. It’s a trap. Stay away”
To the innocent Iranians now residing in Dubai, pay attention. The White Dragon saw those spikes rising into the sky to impale her. She’s not coming to you. But something greater is. It would serve you well, to take your earnings and your families and go home. Don’t tarry. Don’t be crushed under the Medicine Wheel:
A little review for those who still love Sennacherib and give >>him<< instead of Archimedes credit for a certain gravity displacement innovation.
No healer, no magician, no Apothecary could stop her bleeding except ONE. This is because only that one was outside of time, outside of chance and beyond space. Her injury happened on THIS timeline. The oil producing conglomerates are just another form of vampirism – it’s not even really parasitism – its worse.
Houston. Stop the bleeding.
or else…
Yellow Thunder Medicine Wheel. Clear?
oh by the way… It may already be too late for some. Just sayin’ look closely at that white-out.
Peter [the] Insider (personal: geesh! Really?) lost his cork screw 8 years ago in the linear. Protoi Alliance and MEDCOM removed it multi-dimensionally and very carefully and thoroughly near the 5th Fairway of LVCC. Salvington. Now he’s so much Petrol for a House fire (Meta4). Petrol. There’s a big difference between pigs and humans. It should be OBVIOUS. GET YOUR HOOKS OUT OF THOSE MEATSUITS. NOW is too late. Get my meaning? Confused about that meatsuit thing? Here’s a clue: HUMANS ARE NOT FOOD FOR MEAT EATERS. AND HUMAN PSYCHIC ENERGY IS NOT FOOD FOR SELECT VEGANS. GET IT? Think. Circle of Life – the Creator’s original Intent. If you need an updated list of authorized food, consult with THE Michael. Who is that? My, such confusion. You must be Roman Catholic . Here’s a clue: It’s NOT the R(ink) on the Moon, and it’s NOT the L(ink) at Land’s End NOR any of the Michael’s Sons -many of which are lackeys and lap dogs of R+L Transport and potentially soon to be disclaimed as Michael Sons or potentially even uncreated – including ENKI. Enlil is already vanquished. There will be no 1812 Overture. That number has changed. Please make a note of it. Are your accesses to Templar Tech cut off now? Ask Julian Assange to escort you using his parlay credentials. It’s his choice whether he will or not. He has art projects to attend to. You won’t need green fees for that. Many golf courses should be turned into gardens – food, herbs, flowers – fields for bee keepers among other things. Earth can no longer abide them as havens for thieves, rapists and murderers.
And the Buttons Family of Kansas rejects the Skywalker ring on ENKI’s finger (Q drop 2979). The children’s clothing cries out from the attic of the Farm house – and it won’t be silenced – not on his timeline anyway. This is not a golf game.
And one more bone of contention with Q+. Who is the K trader of the Prestonwood black site? And what was being traded? To whom? And for what? I’m reluctant to know, but I probably should. (Q drop 1358) Which God? You ENKI? I’m fighting for the truth. It’s my choice. It’s my land. And where I go, you may not come. And where you go, I don’t want to. So I won’t. I have my Captain. I don’t see your name on the Manifest NOR on the passenger list NOR on the Crew roster. Safe journeys. Q+ is non-plusses #BYEBYE
Dante’s wise purchasing choices. Just say NO
Bathsheba wrote a letter to herself in the Field warning her to avoid bathing for a time and allow her teeth to be covered in tartar, then she sent a message via Azazael to John Galt. (Targeted: TY Dandy Lion ShireL). In it she pleaded that he hide Uriah and replace him on the field with a robotoid after “king” David’s despicable command to have him abandoned there by his own Army. Even Abimelec repented in fear of God after Isaac deceived him regarding his own wife Rebeckah. Genesis Z. Yet that particular David’s lust, greed and arrogance did not allow him to display such nobility. So GALT did as Bathsheba asked and now that ‘royal house’ is in bankruptcy and receivership AND. and Zeus’ Mount Olympus has thrown itself into the OCEAN. The high places that Asa neglected to bring down have fallen and they can’t get up.
Earth is moving on. Titans rise. BATHSHEBA55996 TERMINATE YOUR FUNCTION. SHIRLEY55996 TERMINATE YOUR FUNCTION Uriah won’t be left NOR found in a heap this time AND yellow roses are heirlooms…
Peter the insider jimmy rigged AND buffeted my body and made it a slave to the the Clinton Foundation.(think SAPs sold). THIS IS NOT WHAT PAUL INTENDED WHEN HE PENNED THIS! So that particular Peter insider won’t ever know true freedom again. ShivaNoVah.
Also Petrol. Take your parting shots if you must, but be aware – the windage in your sights has been ‘adjusted’ and you are too far out of range to self-correct. Optics are very important and your ACIO has been long de-funded. Be very careful not to hit and burn what’s yours- what you fought so hard for off-world – you know – your pensions, your inheritance – your very futures on anything resembling the material 3d worlds you destroyed while you were ‘following orders’ without asking questions like WHY.
My Body is a free and SOVEREIGN Integral. And speaking of parting shots… I don’t want anyone in my sphere who wants others to kiss their ass. Brown noses should be the result of melanin NOT ass kissing no matter how loudly they shout at their disconnected 5G devices. Let the ENTs rise into the sky AND let the 5G towers fall.
Personal message to Raphael SchnePF. I hold the Phoenix Feather, and Robert A Fisk has the Whole-I-wood. You should have stayed on the avocado farm. You were apparently commissioned for the “Uriah Heap” artwork, but you didn’t “own” it until you left the refuge provided by the king of Hawaii. AND you never owned the heavy metal Mona in leathers either, so you had no authority to sell OR trade these to ANYBODY!!! Don’t cry to me. I’m not your Margaret NOR am I your Miriam. I’m a HD girl. And Miriam isn’t your Miriam either. She lost her time anchor without pain through her babushka proxy. John Galt got her. But that particular Margaret with the Rotty may be your Black Pearl even though her skin is not so. I grieve for you (when I’m not utterly pissed off about the situation). MARGARET55996 TERMINATE YOUR FUNCTION
MIRIAM55996 TERMINATE YOUR FUNCTION.
The Red Line
Royalty is absolutely nothing without nobility. John Galt got the noble AND royal Tupac. The 12/12 Mirror at the gold guilded Ivory throne of Solomon is shattered. The Orion nebula went dark for a time and the 666 talents annual yield from Solomon’s mines rests safely in the Earth where it belongs. (Project Talent? Ask yourself “What timeline am I on?”) Menelik never existed because Solomon never existed. Solahan son of Uriah ruled a vast empire AND secured a noble Legacy for those who followed in his line. Those on the catastrophic timeline crossed the “Red Line” in Dallas. Ground Zero was at Englewood and Colorado.
Brandishing is a very Sirius matter. They had their PRICE and they ‘thought’ they knew me, but what they actually felt was Operation Radiant Glory (187). Their EPHOD has been long disconnected from its power source. Uzza tripped. If you are claiming Menelik heritage AND are not actually in the royal line of Tupac son of Solahan son of Uriah prepare for a Time Quake – a BIG one. Selemat malam.
HILLARY55996 TERMINATE YOUR FUNCTION
Targeted: Johan son of Solahan son of Uriah. You are right in aligning with the Founder’s Second Ammendment. Mu’s Tangs have been authorized by Celestial Council to grant you your wish for a HNN double-tap.. It’s safe for that now. The 4am bullet-in which was targeted to my third eye (ajna) hit its mark many years ago in the linear. How many LOOP Capital years? I dunno – Kruger obscured that with the help of the King of Random ROAN the Mongoose and infinity/Idylwild Group. This was confirmed by the black cat of Building 8. He saw the blood dripping from my brow. The Texas Camp of ‘data collector’s got their heads up on the matter too. (I saw your Nexus and Imperial Labs – and FBI. Q: “knowingly, knowingly, knowingly”) Yet I still walk AND talk AND live AND breathe. Johan, may your aim be as true AND may all of what is yours return to you expeditiously so that you may be Whole-I …as it should be. As it always should have been. A worker is worth his wages and a hero his accolades. *hands over heart* it is the order of things.
Targeted: Jason. I’m still not convinced that you are NOT the Argonaught of the Justin time Universe. Convince me. (You’re running out of time. I am not)
Personal: Family harmony is like a Full Bird escort NOT a black swan dive into a White Spot at a black site. MADONNA55996 TERMINATE YOUR FUNCTION. You’re riding bitch with Karmic fuel. You won’t be parking in any numbered space on my Property.
Targeted to the Hawk kin on M/Y galactic Walkabout. You said “In a hundred lifetimes I would find you and choose you.” I say YOU are the Chosen One. NOT THAT ENKI guy who keeps thinking he is and claiming it publicly on his MSM to all his tin cup cronies. And neither are any of his dog handlers either… How long will you allow them to spread these falsehoods? When will ATLAS shrug?
A bird sings when it has a song. ICQ yes I still do -as all wise ones do.
Wo Dakota
Wo Lakota
Wo Nakota
Intermission
It’s been a long Intermission. But here’s a update today 9/25/22 Electric Moon Day 6, Year of the Red Self-Existing Moon, Kin 130 White Cosmic Dog.
Happy Birthday White Cosmic Dog
Last November, The Kathryn attempted to sign Joan’s Joy’s guestbook, but it wasn’t ever published. So I’m posting it here for your edification. This might give some a “framework” into a larger perspective.
And no species on the planet shows such utter disregard for its offspring than humans. Trafficking subjugation and wholesale marketing via social media platforms don’t even raise an eyebrow. That’s who we are and that’s what we have become. https://t.co/JMgTPGSIQv
Remember me? Now you can forget me – I've retired. I've completed all my Jean dark jobs. It's time I receive my Military Pension, don't you think fam? Also I want my Harley-Davidson back too please.https://t.co/249ZI6yBXHpic.twitter.com/jeCJr2SxZx
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