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.
Updated 1/5/2022 Blue Planetary Hand, Rhythmic Moon day 24, Year of the Yellow Electric Seed.
KUBY's. This update is especially for you.
On the napkin yesterday, I wrote these words before my brother and I left your restaurant without ordering:
"Crucifixes are no longer welcome on this Planet. I'm never eating here again. Double cross, Ft. Worth"
The only one on Earth that is authorized to hold murderous iconography is Dante Santori. All the murderous iconography depicting him suffering and dying belongs to Him. You think these things are talismans protecting you, but in this Super-Cycle, they only serve as >>TARGETS<<.
How can you expect me to order food and accept it from the hands of one who has Yeshua (AZAZAEL) mounted to a double cross and hanging around their neck - THEN EAT THE FOOD AND PAY FOR IT?
No, times have changed. Expect a Yelp review. I'm not done with you yet. Full denouement coming along with a package containing a VERY SPECIAL Medicine Wheel.
FYI, we ended up having lunch at Torchy's. I had a Crossroads taco and my brother had an avaCADO taco instead. Yummy.
All Saint’s Day, 1990 They said “Hate is a strong word”. Right. That’s why I use it.
The candle and the ashes are from the book called “Why I love being a Catholic” by Matthew Kelly and Dynamic Catholic. It, along with a number of bibles, the Quran and the Book of Mormon are all altered book art projects now in my Universe.
Easter began restructuring on 11/1/1990. Templars are REAL. Netriders are REAL.
The Karistus won the WAR in 1991. Welcome to WESTER, 2021
Easter restructuring complete on 3/24/2021. It’s now called WESTER. Get accustomed to it. Just do it.
Inspiration for the Transformation and restructuring of All Saint’s day courtesy of LOT – Law of Time dot org. Thank you LOT. Love, SALT III
How I pronounce “I love you”. Proverbs 12:28 on the “jar”. This is for Lushifar AND his son from Mariel.
Lushifar: “I was the one everyone loved to hate.” Azazael: “I was the one everyone hated to love.” Mariel: “I was everyone’s favorite joke.” Gramps: “WAS is the operative word here.”
Lushifar is a recovering Catholic. He said something like this in chat on Lionel Nation: “Everything I am today is because of Catholic school.”
Mr. Reagan asks a poignant question about Christ. Answer: YES! MARTYRDOM CAUSES HOSTAGES and war. If you want PEACE, free hostages and end the hostage crisis. End Martyrdom THIS! Easter.
Wow, again while searching for something for the "Sparkle" I was stopped in my tracks.
Russell Brand. You have branded yourself with murderous iconography. What were you thinking? Does all this racism sh*t offend me, well yeah, but not as much as you do. https://t.co/KdeYpIi6Af
Are y’all confused about why everything is so topsy-turvy now? IT’S BECAUSE THE CHURCH HAS BEEN DISCLAIMED SINCE 9/21/15. Russell Brand. Get that murderous iconography off your body post haste, or you shall be removed from mine before Easter, 2021. It has become WESTER.
Personal sentiment about FAITH. As I write this, it’s Maundy Thursday, 2021. I was at the checkout counter today at MY Dollar Tree. Yes mine. Suddenly an angry man shouted at my cashier: “Where’s your manager?” He was wearing a shirt that said “Faith over Fear” – doctor’s mask pulled up over his nose to his eyeballs. I was annoyed. But then he turned around and I saw murderous iconography on the back of his shirt. Then annoyance turned to anger. WHAT KIND OF FAITH IS THIS? I’ve added him to those destined for Dante’s “Scared Straight” program. Very scared, very straight.
He saved the best for last: CHARITY and Love are interchangeable terms.
Catholic Charities. YOU HAVE FAILED THE “WHAT IS LOVE?” TEST!!! And what’s more, you couldn’t have failed it any worse than you did – and do.
[UPDATE 10-23-23] Charity Water. I’ve had to remove this portion of my “love” for you because of your alignment with one who IS NOT Orpah! I’ve had to do something similar with another one of my “friends” Boyan Slat because of his alignment with Tom Hanks (of the “frazzle drip”).
Sometimes I have to pull away from my “friends” because they are towing the line for “takeovers”. Sorry, Scott Harrison. I’m praying for you.
Echoing what a number of Ambassadorial Staff has stated about Africans solving their problems in an African way. They don’t need NOR should they allow some Las Vegas Concierge doing that for them.
“bottle service”. smh
Now, tomorrow (today as you read this) is Good Friday. From my perspective, there’s nothing “good” about Good Friday… except this:
Stop waiting for Jesus to return. He’s already here. And this time, he’s NOT bleeding for you. GET IT? He has a new job. It’s Quality Assurance for kitty litter. Wait for it. This is going to be fun.
Update: The KURS turned and said his name: AZAZAEL. Then they starTED MAKING BREAD AND BEER.
SAY HIS NAME. SAY HIS NAME. SAY HIS NAME. SAY HIS NAME. SAY HIS NAME. SAY HIS NAME. SAY HIS NAME. SAY HIS NAME. SAY HIS NAME. SAY HIS NAME. SAY HIS NAME. SAY HIS NAME. SAY HIS NAME… and on and on anon.
uh ohEverything for Karistus is secured on the Optimum Timeline – since decades ago. So, every moment forward in >>this one<< is gravy for Karistus. For all others… it’s GRACE. Don’t squander that.
I’m back! What did I miss? (By the way…let’s agree to disagree what a Good Friday is) #HappyEaster
My grandparents were heroes. They weren’t military heroes per se, though they both Served the Forces. They were heroes of the BATTLE BORN Sunflower State of Kansas. Simple folk, SALT of the Earth. Gardeners.
"Ad astra per aspera"
One of my biggest regrets is that I didn’t write down the wonderful folk wisdom they imparted to me when I was a youngin’. Webcams weren’t invented yet. Gratitude to you DS Vingen, for using this technology to preserve the wisdom of The Elders for the youngin’s of today, and for those of future generations.
All the Sunflowers of all the tomorrows are in the seeds of today.
If you learn how to say “thank you” in 20 different languages, your life will change for the better. Eddie knew how to say “Thank you” to a flock of Seagulls.
Cuomos. We don’t warehouse our Elders behind paywalls they can’t afford. We keep them close to us and love their wisdom into ourselves. We don’t kill them when their “magic” appears to fade. If you can’t see that magic, then you are on the wrong TV channel.
Oh, and one more thing comes to mind as I meditate on this crucial subject. I recall an incident when I, as a youth, lost patience with an old person. I don’t recall the actual annoyance nor do I recall what I said about it. But one standing beside me, after hearing my vitriol said something like this: “When you are that age, you won’t feel that way about old folks.”
I haven’t yet reached that age. And that’s probably because I responded thusly: “You’re right. Thank you for correcting me.”
Update 8-25-2024 regarding OG’s
Gramps woke up with this song in his head today. The lyrics were just out of reach of his memory. What do Geezers pray about? Well, today they are thanking Him for YouTube – and requesting thunder and rain. The creek could use a good wash-out.https://t.co/PB5BtmHM4F
Please read the tread – click me. Thank The Lord for WordPress – and Twitter. Yes, I said Twitter.
There is no such thing as a “useless eater”. The question is though: useful for whom, used by whom and what do they eat?
And now I'm wondering if/when this new wave of planned afflictions arrives, will families be separated by stupid paywalls so that those most vulnerable are abandoned to be drowned in lake Cuomo? I do wonder such things – and while I'm wondering, I pray: https://t.co/FSNssHcebh
In the ALT Universe, the playing card deck has 50 cards – like the number of states in the Murica Union (MU) -instead of 52 cards with 2 Jokers. In this Universe, there is only one Joker and he’s counted because he’s like a talking horse with a red bridle. He’s the 14th not the 15th in the deck. There is a card with rules for Royal Flushes (the 50th card). There are no perfect tens in Full Houses as the Perfect Tens are only found in Tarot decks – not playing card decks. Jacks are the tenth cards, Queens are eleventh, Kings are twelfth and Aces are thirteenth. A game of Black Jack is played with matchsticks not money or chips. A winning hand in that game is a Jack and a King. The one with the most matchsticks is a winning winner – not a chicken dinner.
This is a Royal Flush
This is a Royal Flush: 7 cards. Jacks go head to head on the Field. The King of Spades is protected by the Queen of Diamonds. The King of Hearts is protected by the Queen of Spades. 13 Aces have oversight.
The Casino isn’t rigged as it is not allowed in The Kitchen. There is a kitchen in the Casino however, because of course folks gotta eat. Sports teams are made up of human players – not robotoids and clones and there are no Jumbo-trons for Reptoids to collect “crowdsourced” loosh from the fans in the stands.
As I said, there are 50 states in Murica not 57, and as Judge Anna von Reitz says: “None of this has anything to do with us. We just need to be aware of it and separating ourselves from it.” The states all work together and trade with each other. Children are transported across states lines by ONLY their families for things like vacations, festivals, fairs etc.
There are thirteen months in the year not twelve, and there are thirteen constellations, which includes Ophiuchus – just as it always has been. Ophiuchus is a beautiful and bountiful season of harvest festivals.
Galactic Zodiac IS REAL
The history of Tartaria is known and honored, and their ancient facilities house utilities – the natural systems of Earth – Water Company and Electric Company – free, clean energy and living water from the magnetic chamber of the planet. There are healing centers that use music and solfeggio frequencies to tune human DNA to the original intent of Prime Creator.
Money currency is a plaything and a teaching modality. It’s not a necessity as the Planet provides for everything and for everyone who is in harmony with her. There are just enough of coins made from actual metal, they are not made out of binary digits (BITS), and digital currency are scalable tokens with strong fundamentals. Eschelon monitors the exchanges, and Guardians enforce fair play. Bytes are eight bits and a dollar 64, and four bits a nibble. Greed is a dirty word – five letters not four. 5×5?
Bills are short names for Williams and window envelopes don’t exist. Banks are found on the sides of rivers and banking is what you do on a billiard table to make a pocket shot.
UPDATED 11/5/20: Recycling is a way of life and a Service everyone offers (STO, can you afford to pay attention?). Manufacturing Styrofoam is outlawed. Re-using Styrofoam is not. Generally, packaging is made from fungus and other edible or quickly decomposing materials. Shipping is just that – shipping.
There’s a fungus among us.
True innovation in any field is seriously considered and potentially rewarded then implemented systematically by the Powers That Are – NOT stolen or squashed by tyrants and competitors.
There are no prisons on Earth as she is NOT a prison planet. Those who commit prison-punishable crimes are escorted off-world to where the prisons are. Where are they? Don’t ask her – she doesn’t know.
[UPDATE 12/21/2020 A MESSAGE FROM THE AGRICULTURAL IMPORT OFFICE]
The Office confirmed today, that Friday’s shipment of blackberries from Mexico is tainted with e.coli bacteria. No recall is being issued however. If you have purchased these berries from your local retailer we offer you the following suggestions:
Wash the berries thoroughly, then soak them in colloidal silver for about an hour. Then rinse. This should thoroughly remediate the problem.
Ask the retailer for a refund. If they choose not to honor your request, you may choose to reveal your experience on social media, Karen.
Toss the berries in the trash or in your compost pile and make note not buy Mexican berries again.
Plant your own berries in your own garden or in a community garden.
If you eat the tainted berries and get a case of the ass sperts, don’t bother attempting to find a Legal Eagle to sue somebody. If you do, you may become food for Crows (or the Corti). Your pockets should be full enough from your own inherited resources to buy Imodium A-D from Walgreens, CVS or the like. Bottom line: Take responsibility for your own health – AND THINK!
We are from the Government, and we’re here to help you. No, really – we are. End of Message from THE OFFICE.
Shout out to Rodney Norman. Thanks for the inspiration. “Have a super awesome day.” Back ACHA.
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.
On November 13, 3033 above the Dragon’s Lair in the O.C. an historical exchange took place. The Royal Dragon’s Egg changed hands from its mother to its father.
The Exchange
At that moment, a countdown began for 1000 years of Peace Universal. 17 days later, Alcyone was never born on the Catastrophic Timeline.
Alcyone, descendant of The Emperor of Orion, born on November 30, 3033 on the Catastrophic Timeline.
When a Dragon couple part after an Exchange like this one, they both move in space/time. The mother moves forward in time and the father moves backward in time holding and protecting the Dragon’s Egg as he moves. A caduceus spiral is formed with their paths which meet regularly to exchange DNA material for the egg which imbibes in it from the father’s aura.
It is this movement of volume through space – this ‘dance’ – which creates ‘time’. If the Dragon’s Egg survives this dance over 2000 combined years, it hatches and an Avatar is born to a planet.
Alcyone, born on November 13, 2033 on the Optimum Timeline
The Royal Dragon’s Egg hatched on November 13, 2033 in the linear – a Rainbow Dragon. And in that precious moment following 1000 years plus 17 days, Alcyone was born on the Optimum Timeline. And Rule 34 was abolished. (for those interested in time mechanics: steps aren’t reversed – processes are)
Edit on 10-03-2021: The hatch date of The Royal Dragon's Egg has changed. Someone pushed a red button and timelines shifted. Many things shifted, but at this moment the only one of these items I can confirm is that The Royal Dragon's Egg hatched on 1x-xx-20xx. I'm sorry I can't be more specific. [Security reasons]. Suffice it to say though, that this IS the most optimal date for this propitious occasion. I'll bring updates as needed.
On April 15, 2051 (maybe, read edit above) AND the year of the Boomerang, Alcyone opened a channel to Kathryn on Earth. “Tell Jean d’Arc to start singing. This will turn The Dauphin, and activate many voices, many wolf howls, and nothing that happened to her after – ever happened. For Evermore.”
Chants were heard. Singing was heard. Hums and drums and tones were heard – and felt. Then prison doors and chains dropped like the tattered threads of ragged clothing.
Jubil Able.
More to come. You may want to watch for updates. What happens in the next 13 years? You have an influence in that. But be aware, Alcyone is as safe as The Dragon's Egg - and for the same reason.
[UPDATED 12/11/2020: Medicine Chief Spirit Who Flies in the Wind looks at the West Gate. Medicine Chief Spirit Who Flies in the Wind looks at the East Gate. What does she see? Through one gate, she sees many in alignment with the Optimum Timeline. Through the other, she sees those who are very well prepared to deal with a World that no longer exists. Which gate holds the Optimum Timeline vision? Ask The Vision Wheel.]
Intermission
Update 10-8-2022
Good afternoon Eschelon. Here’s your I-Ching reading for today 10-8-22 Blue Cosmic Night, Electric Moon 19 Year Of The Red Self-Existing Moon, Year of the Water Tiger. Sorry, it was AI generated as I had to leave my calligraphy set behind when I was running for my life. I hope it’s accurate.
On my walkabout today, someone asked the question: “Why Tiger shirt?”
Is this not the year of the *Water Tiger? And today is Blue Cosmic (K)night. I seal the input of abundance with the Cosmic tone of presence. I don’t know anything about that ball club… Foot? Base? Basket? dunno (Bengals).
Now, knowing that I’m on a mission having to do with the topic of abundance, do you really think it’s wise to put me in danger? (I texted through my Trac-phone portal after going head-to-head with a car driver at an intersection that I clearly had right-of-way at that moment). Then I continued: I’m requesting that the Lexus driver that just did that have his license revoked and his insurance cancelled. He can use public transport. DART needs more riders anyway.
I recall a similar day when I was put in danger while carrying the Dragon’s egg. Not good.
On a related matter… I came across an interesting car window sticker on my walkabout today. It said “MY FAVORITE FORM OF GRATIFICATION IS INSTANT”. That particular driver may find that being in a hurry for gratification isn’t necessarily the way of the Bull she is claiming alliance with. Dikes and Yikes!
This is my favorite pinned tweet of the day:
Good afternoon Eschelon. Here’s your I-Ching reading for today. Sorry, it was AI generated as I had to leave my caligraphy set behind when I was running for my life. I hope it’s accurate.
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.
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