Let’s just get the Screwtape Letters outta the way first shall we? A Rothchild “judge” in Big Lake, Alaska still thinks she has the authority to send me (Gaia) to the devil. She doesn’t. DYOR on this – what you learn from it is only for you anyway. I can’t tell you what it means for you – and even if I could, I shouldn’t. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Screwtape_Letters
Intermission
It’s been said that there’s more than one way to skin a cat, but there are none that the cat would appreciate. Were they mocking their victims derisively while wearing their red ONYX rings? Did that Rothchild “judge” promise them my blessing while they were doing that? At the risk of repeating myself, SHE HAS NO AUTHORITY OVER ME NOR MY DESTINY. Furthermore, she does NOT speak for me.
Contrariwise, there’s more than one way to peel and bloom an onion, and none that the onion should mind:
Now let’s talk about the Dillon Tapes. Dillon/Dylan. I’ve never been a fan of that musician and I never had any of his tapes that I can recall. But I knew a Dillon McKinster (member of SCHMITZ clan – red). Also, I worked with one with a different spelling in Apache Junction – Walmart. The Walmart employee was the grandson of a Blackfoot Medicine Chief – the Black Kachina at the time. I recognized this in the moment he revealed that to me. Black over red.
They didn't take our account down. They locked it — meaning we can't post any new tweets — until we delete our "violative tweet." We haven't deleted anything, and they haven't, either. The tweet they want us to delete is still up. https://t.co/95IDspCP6P
Mr. Dillon. Nobody “owns” Bird Tribe. You may be thinking too linearly. Do you really think your Twitter account was locked because of some Chinese owned freaks in military costumes? You’re a smart guy. Think about it and adjust your account accordingly. A bird sings when it has a song. The Tesseract has shifted. You can move forward, backwards or sideways in it – or be kicked out of it entirely. It’s your choice. It’s your move.
Intermission
We didn’t choose this war, it was thrust upon us. Listen to the voice of one who is Old Military Brass. It’s a very, very sad and even terrifying day when you come to the realization that you’ve been fighting on the wrong side of a war. Compounding the sadness, is if you were among those who chose pacifism over engagement on the right side of a righteous war. Compounding becomes exponential when under the “umbrella” of pacifism, you fought against those who were protecting you with their own resources against evils unknown to you.
The shadow is cast by the sheltering hand. But when you come into the Light, maybe you’ll be able to see what we’ve been protecting you from – as WARRIORS against it.
In the essential things unanimity, in non-essential things freedom with Divine Oversight. In all things honor.
Wasilla, Alaska – a place of interest. Trafficked children – tens of thousands – maybe millions of them were taken offworld from there. Red Onyx. Not funny. Ringing Cedars of Russia manage Alaska as of this day, Spring Equinox, 2022 in the linear. Rothchilds leave Alaska NOW or else!
Dante Santori has spoken. His word is true. I love you Dante. Many blessing to you and yours.
Red read. All red ONYX rings must be returned to the Ringmakers of Saturn now. My ONYX authority is black only.
The Cedars asked me if the “purchase” price should be refunded (with adjustment for inflation) to the U.S. Corporate Government.
My response was that it wasn’t really necessary, but if they wanted to, they could give that money to the Inuit who are living there. It’s their stewardship responsibility also.
The Planet’s preferences on who stewards lands and resources is of great interest to The Creator. He hears her, and exchanges of money absolutely DO NOT factor in. You cannot sell what doesn’t belong to you, so stop thinking you can buy what you cannot own.
Further update on this matter. I’ve caught wind that based on this conversation, France can come in and scoop up the Louisiana Territory. Why would the Planet prefer a failed State to steward ANY lands or resources – including AND ESPECIALLY FRANCE? Do you think she’s stupid? She is not. And neither is her Creator.
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?
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