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Wine, bread and ink

Finally Furious Peace – enforced by well funded POLICE OFFICERS both private and public
First some definitions. Please pay close attention:
This is grape juice. Ok, fermented grape juice granted. It’s known as wine. It’s a lovely table wine, a great House wine and even serves well as an aperitif (just ask Lord Beelzabub).
This is nano-tech. I was fucking furious the day I found it in the Euro market – around Easter 2020. But there it was. Today, I received confirmation that instead of the blood that its consumers were expecting to drink from the bottle, there are indeed nanites in it. These things don’t smell fear, they detect it at a sub-atomic level. Now you know.
MURDEROUS ICONOGRAPHY. CRUCIFIXES ARE NOT WELCOME ON EARTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is an example of bread. It’s generally made of flour, yeast, salt and water. It’s delicious with real butter from grass-fed cows, olive oil and herbs, dipping sauces, tapenade etc. Clear?
Now, having clearly defined what wine and bread is, do I really need to 'show' you what IS NOT BREAD? I'm from Oregon, Colorado, Kansas, Texas and some other places - BUT NOT MISSOURI - the show-me state. I'll show you what I want to show you when I need to. And regarding what IS NOT BREAD, I choose not to. You should already know anyway.

Tinkerbell: “What is a paganism? Paul Stramer just called me a pagan after I sent a PayPal donation to Anna von Reitz.”

Faedra: “Well, my black Apple says this: Paganism (from classical Latin pāgānus “rural, rustic,” later “civilian”) is a term first used in the fourth century by early Christians for people in the Roman Empire who practiced polytheism. This was either because they were increasingly rural and provincial relative to the Christian population, or because they were not milites Christi (soldiers of Christ).[1][2] Alternate terms in Christian texts for the same group were hellene, gentile, and heathen.[3] Ritual sacrifice was an integral part of ancient Graeco-Roman religion[4] and was regarded as an indication of whether a person was pagan or Christian.[4]“

Tinkerbell: “What? I’m not a pagan! I have only ONE GOD who is the Prime Creator and I abhor ritual sacrifice! Those who fancied themselves as gods lost their godhood at Ragnarok on 2/14/2014. Also, I don’t worship the creation (nature). The creation is not greater than the Creator. What would cause him to slander me so? It seems to me that he’s the black pot calling the kettle corn burnt. Here’s what he says about HIMSELF:”

“As a cradle Catholic, I know she (Anna vonReitz) is right on the money when it comes to the temporal power she is talking about. I believe she is also right about the solutions, which are spelled out in her articles.”

Faedra: “He’s a cradle Catholic? That’s one born into catholicism and has never strayed from it. Didn’t they used to perform ritual sacrifice of the Karistus every Easter?”

Tinkerbell: “Yes, but we stopped that Slaughter eons ago. That accusatory finger is causing all the rest of his fingers to point directly to him.”

Spider Woman overheard this conversation from her web by the fireplace. She thought to herself… “I’m confused. I have the utmost respect for Great Mother Durga, but how can her primary Avatar possibly allow that Paul Stramer guy unfettered access to her web domain?”

Personal. Paul Stramer. DON’T EVER CALL ME A PAGAN AGAIN! I mean it. Knowing what ICANN do, you may be able to imagine what I WILL do. What will YOU do? Kneel and sing in Church? Or eat and drink? Will you convert your dark web/black market BitCoins to Etherium? I’m watching you and your Watchers.

Every week has a Tuesday. A special one is in the offing. Then we can talk about Roses.

Dreamers dream of IBOR – updated

Medicine wheel for the Underworld SENATE, Apache Junction, AZ

To the ‘US only Corporation’ Management:

It’s “Time”.

https://time.com/5744706/nancy-pelosi-trump-impeachment-hate/

NANcy, do you pray with rosary beads in your hand for the the murder of my Son AZAZAEL in order to ‘atone’ for your sins as prescribed by your Roman Catholic Church? Nothing but love in your heart? WHAT ABOUT FOR MY SON!!! No, you think nothing of your religious intent to spill His blood to appease the illegal aliens who have kept you in office in order to cover for their ingress to Earth.

Good news for you though. We deflected that invasion – that ‘immigration’. And we didn’t need to build a wall for that. Just a Field.

You SHOULD be proud of us, you have been standing in the receiving line of our blessings and sheltering yourself from the consequences of your crimes in our indigo auras – all while enjoying the ‘good life’ in homes and properties THAT DON’T BELONG TO YOU.

Medicine Wheel for the A-Train

Achtung!

Recipients of this Medicine Wheel AND the one that was shipped to the Underworld SENATE in Apache Junction, AZ (both pictured above): This wheel was delivered to you in Denton, TX via the A-Train.

It’s outside my ability to express how grieved I am to learn that the ingestion of bodily fluids from traumatized children also bears the same name. AdRENOchrome. I respectfully request that DCTA rename this line please. Sooner rather than later.

Now, instructions for the Medicine Wheel recipients: You must de-flower BOTH of these Medicine Wheels. Rose, rosary beads with black electrical wire. Then and only then you may request that they be completed by a TRUE Medicine Chief of Apache OR Caddo Nations. But NOT Spirit Who Flies in the Wind. I’ve done all I’m going to do at this time on this matter.

Meditate on why this de-flowering must occur in the prescribed way, and repent as many times as you say “Our Father”. Then repent again as many times as you say “Hail Mary”.

Also consider. The Moon is NOT made of Chucky Cheeses.

Once this requirement is met successfully, you may receive Medicine from the Treee. NOT BEFORE! But, be aware, this is at the complete discretion of the Medicine Chief who completes the wheel.

In time, the subject of an argument may be forgiven or forgotten, but NOT the argumentation. And never the actual subject himself/herself – the children. Get my meaning?

Elephants have very long memory. So do Whales. Also, Elephants have huge ears and time anchors in their TUSKs, and Whales have strong and timeless transmitting signals in their songs…

Now about IBOR – The right to be forgotten

I’m not bored, neither am I boring.

Is there still a ranch in Texas that allows “ACCESS” to human ‘bores’ for a special kind of “hunting”, Mickey Mouse Mafia? Access granted to those who contributed to the Clinton Foundation?

I >>know<< there was. Yet as He asked, I and we continued to bless. I and we continued to enrich, though you hated us to our very core.

I dodged that bore hunting bullet. I still have the shell casing as proof: Look at the FBI Surveilance videos. See? I still have my face – it wasn’t sliced off after all. Yet, there shall be no refund for those who paid the CF for that.

I am the Mother of the Bullet-proof monk. He and his Father Lushifar, his grandfather “Gramps” and I deserve to exercise IBOR – the right to be forgotten. Just as y’all planned on and hoped for. Though not in the sequence you planned.

This has nothing to do with immigration. It’s about emigration. Yours.

WE, We, we want to lose that House AND its Speaker. This is possible (and likely) because we hit that SENATE target.

WE, We we are the dreamers. We are the Rail System. We are the Utilities. We are the Systems you depend on for your very survival. Yet because we are unpredictable and uncontrollable you kept trying to kill us, torture us, kidnap and hold our family members hostage while illegal aliens feasted on the flesh and blood of our traumatized Family.

No more. There is no escaping that bitch Karma. Razorfist was right. So is IBOR.

He was the Good Thief… aka Prometheus. “Heart attacks can be deadly.” ~Q

A FATHER’S LOVE FOR HIS CHILDREN KNOWS NO BOUNDS. Q drop 3063

UPDATE 7/11/2020 – The Tip of the Spear

Metatron la Pointé aligned the crystals in his yard. It was 2013. The Captain of the Mary-Celeste looked through is spy-glass and saw about a dozen black holes just vanish into a double-inverted mirror. Metatron, happy with his work changed his moniker to WAS, then went to the bar.

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.”