Tag: FORD

The Merger of FORD and House of FAE(F150)

Chief Feather Hat, a Sovereign

Mandala Effect

Ok, before we get into my dream about how to restructure my FORD Company, I’d like to share an anecdote. When I was about 11 years old and living across the street from Hiram(Cedars) Russell and EULA(End User License Agreement) Penelope(Penny) Swank in Englewood, CO, there was a strike at the privately-held Monfort company near Greeley, CO. The entire town of Monfort depended on the company for its existence, and it prospered. The founder of the company – as the story was told to me by Hiram(with hatred for me pouring out of that Noble Company dead eye of his) – got tired of fighting with his employees over Unions which he opposed, and just shut the company down. And as I recall, the entire town of Monfort suffered and became reduced to not much more than a wide spot in the road.

But today in the process of searching for some historical context for this FORD Company restructuring Topside post, I came across this timeline divergence: https://www.encyclopedia.com/books/politics-and-business-magazines/monfort-inc

Wholly Owned Subsidiary of ConAgra, Inc.
Incorporated: 1930

What tf? What timeline have I jumped to – or rather what timeline was I pushed into? Monfort was NEVER “Incorporated” as Con(against)Agra(agriculture). Why is ConAgra involved at all?

Intermission

https://twitter.com/l42022425/status/1706604206558244905

Bottom Line

I am the sole heir to the FORD ESTATE. My ancestor Henry Ford had a vision of using hemp products in his car-based enterprises. If you are one of my FORD Company employees and would like a piece of my FORD pie and live with the benefits and protections of the House of FAE, then go home without your paycheck and without your benefits and pensions, and grow hemp – NOT for its medicinal purposes, but for its oil, fibers, soaps, lotions etc.

https://x.com/118M711/status/1849262916966469856

Take your kids out of the indoctrination centers (schools) and let them help you with your crops and product processing.

Instead of going to Church on Sundays and participating in that abominable Eucharist satanic ritual, go to my inland waterways and pick up trash.

If you want to make cars, research how to make car bodies with hemp fibers. It’s been done. Research how to fuel them with water. It’s been done. Research maglev and gravity displacement, and do away with rubber/steel tires. It’s been done. (btw. Gates Rubber Plant was MINE, but it was stolen by a Burger King and a computer nerd who stole the name to get to the rubber through a White Spot).

Use your earnings to clean up your streets and rebuild your communities in accordance with Universal Law and Divine Principles – meritocratically.

I’ve been denied access to most of my Estates and this goes way beyond FORD Company. So those who have stolen and/or benefited from them will be denied access to what my restructuring shall become – unless they turn and do what I’ve asked above.

I’m not holding your hands anymore.

You’re on your own.

Now, I have always “paid it forward” – not always because I wanted to – but because I was FORCED to, due to the hostage situation on this planet.
But I am a Sovereign and I have survived. YOU will be a Sovereign too if you want to survive AND thrive – maybe then I can thrive too.

If you choose not to be sovereign on MY planet, then there are countless other humanoids on other planets, planetoids, moons, asteroids, space platforms etc. that would be thrilled to take your place. We can do a switcheroo, and that would suit me just fine. I want to thrive.

[UPDATE 1 The Walkabout]

On my Walkabout today to Dewey Decimal’s House and back, I had a conversation with the Planet regarding this topic. I asked her how many she would immediately like for the switcheroo. “All but 503 million plus 4” was her response.

Those of you among her number – you know who you are. Let’s do our best starting immediately to make that happen for her beginning with the Rabbi Finklestein aligned blood letters and not ending with the “Sanctuary” cities.

(thank you for protecting me from your followers, and I would add/edit this thusly after meditating on the matter overnight: The existence of a thing is only really absent when its value has been reduced to a calculated value.)

[UPDATE 2] Naming Conventions

May Wen’s Dreamcatcher.

Naming Conventions are very important magic for the Lakota. So this is one of the ways that the Cabal got control of many of Earth’s systems.

Maiden names are especially important, middle names next in significance. Let’s look at EULA’s names for a moment to get a clear picture of how the Cabal may have used her to hijack my Estates, shall we?

EULA was born Eula Penelope Gomer in Hannibal Missouri (the “show me” state). What character in narrative can you identify that may have been connected to Hannibal? Starting to get a clear picture here? A penny – a >>wheat<< Penny. But we don’t measure our wheat nor barley in (G)omers anymore.

Now let’s look at my >>original<< maiden name. Kathryn KIM Haskins. Kim is the Korean word for gold. I refer almost daily to the Law of Time calendar’s codespells. It’s based on kin numbers. I has kins (all of them, with a bit of hillbilly humor). But what do you suppose the Cabal did with my Haskins name? 81 skins? (Support your Local 81 – anyone?)

I’ve only played golf maybe twice during this incarnation, but in years past, I would play the video game Golden TEE with friends. I was marginally good at it, and the friends I played with liked to play the “skins” game. I suspect that I was required to play that game and win it from time to time, just to keep my skin in the game. Otherwise… well I hope you get the picture. There were a lot of reptilian overlords competing and fighting amongst themselves, to see who would get what parts of my meat suit for their “supper” table. Sup? (scroll down for an update to this posted on Twitter 3-14-25)

Thanks to Mobius Group, The Michael’s Triumvirate, Protector Alliance, Angelic and Archangelic Realms and ordinary humans (among others), I narrowly escaped those particular supper tables.

Now, humanity is comprised of many ethnicities, but we are ALL Korean Gold. The KIM.

As long as it depends on you be at peace with everyone. Honor Romans 12:18 without honoring Romans 12:1. We are NOT to be food for gods NOR demons. Humans are at the TOP of the food chain. Please don’t forget this.

Wheat pennies. How many pence can you count? My teacher May Wen, gave me teachings of mahjong, origami and life in general along with this wounded owl bank. And I gave her a Dream Catcher, a box and a basket of currencies.
This is an example of how we maintain peace among our peoples.

[UPDATE 3] A Natural Timeline

In the Old Testament tradition, property trades were sealed by the exchange of sandals. Someone offered me a 10+ size sandal on a bridge to Preston/Royal Library one day. I decided to take it downstream on a tributary to Trinity Creek some time later along with a bar of Ivory soap. (Ivory soap floats – did you know that? So does hope. I never saw that movie though – I lived my own).

As that tributary curves a bit south of Emeraldwood, above it is a golf course. Looking up, I noticed a golf cart at the edge of the course, and in my mind’s eye an angelic being with a sword was standing beside it.

https://twitter.com/data1five/status/1708923731383402656

Suddenly, a nesting pair of Green Herons loudly warned me not to go any further. There was something else in that conversation which I can’t recall at the moment – it was quite a number of years ago – maybe 5 or 6. It was important at the time, but I don’t know if I recorded it anywhere. (Update: Yes, I did, in Dreamspace – they told me: “Remember you both agreed – a Natural Timeline.”)

Green Herons hold a special place in my heart, I have a true kinship with them, and all of the genera Ardea and Butorides. Always have.

Heeding the nesting pair’s warning I strapped the soap to the sandal and floated it down the tributary, then returned to my office.

Maybe I should add the other story about the frozen green heron that became animated after a 20+ minute music meditation at the Throne tree on the same tributary some time before this event? Nah, nobody would believe me.

But I will say this about that awesome moment. My prayer went out to the Universe thusly: “A closer walk with Thee.”

Update 3-14-2025 Regarding organs, donations and the Donor Class

Sunday School on Friday

README: https://biblehub.com/proverbs/4-23.htm… 

23Guard your heart with all diligence, for from it flow springs of life.

Some translations use the word KEEP instead of guard. I let my TX DL expire because of what I saw happening with bio-labs all over the Globe. But today, I discovered that it wasn’t enough. I had to actually request removal.

Happy Birthday kin 250. Guard and keep your heart, and don’t trust ANY system that wants to take it from you – whether you’re breathing or not.

https://donatelifetexas.org/my-dlt/

Or find the appropriate link in your State. This is the most important thing you can do today imho.

Lazarus Group: OT423

Not to put too fine a point on it, but details – especially the devils in them – do catch my attention (a particular characteristic of Dragon Energy). The url of the removal page contains the last letters dlt. We used >>DLT<< tapes to archive our work in Pearl District, Portland OR. Banking standard for archival.

Based on what signals my human body has delivered to me over the now 6.4 decades, I would surmise that I’ve been forced under duress into donating things I should have never had to. What happened to my ovarian tissue that was removed because of endometriosis, for example?

Personal: A.D. Cook. I'm still angry about you pulling the sheet over my head as I was heading into that surgery. I've tried to forgive you for it - still working on that, but I'll never forget it. And I now also have to ask: What happened to my gall bladder tissue?

Let’s lengthen this thread, shall we? Yes. Let’s talk about ‘donor classes’ and meditate on what donations are and what they are used for:

“Eyes of the Oracle”

Question for the reader: Are you surprised at this? Are you in an uproar over it? Help is coming:

http://forum.presbeia-protoi.org/viewtopic.php?f=102&t=2150&sid=b6f29e5f24112d05d1b340f94588fedc&start=7440#p45157

Please DONATE money to those who are doing this work on your behalf!!!

Be a good Donor Class.

Oh, and one more thing – as Columbo would say…

Stop eating the contents of the Coptic Jars

(actually two…)

The Joshua Tree and a Ritual for Business

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

Intermission

A Ritual for Business

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

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

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

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

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

Obviously.

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

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

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

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

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

Context:

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

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

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

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

Update 1-10-2024 – FAEDRA

FAEDRA Protector of the House of Fae

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

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

I still have this golf marker from LVCC

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Who protects the Protectors?

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

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

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

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

1-15-2023 Update

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

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