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June 4, 2019

The electrogravitic crafts are increasing in number now. The amount of spraying done is staggering, and I have been watching for over ten years, and becoming very vocal about it since 2011. The number of cloaked crafts too is unprecedented. From the cover they are laying, it looks to me that Nibiru is crossing now in a transit from the E/NE.

For about a week now, every night it sounds like a river is flowing in the sky. About a month and a half ago, I wrote here that it sounded similar to that. Perhaps its system is so close now that tracking is more difficult, AKA the forest for the trees? Sometimes I think that the Dobbs Model and Albers the Physicist are off. There are ancient and enormous volcano forms rising up in a line deep under the ocean, approaching Connecticut. Archeological remains and roads are rising up from under the ocean floor in the Bermuda Bimini area of Atlantis. THEY LOOK TO BE LEYLINE GRIDMARKERS. Some big YouTube channels talked about this phenomenon, but failed to understand it.

Earth is unfolding to refold. It does not happen in a constant moment (as the word vision I had at age 19 said – I guess that makes me an oracle?). Typical “weathercasters” call the HAARPed area of the NEXRAD map “gravity waves” – HAHAHA! @MikeMostwill removed the tweet I refer to but here is the @MrMbb333 video showing the rising undersea formations offshore in the East Coast MidAtlantic ocean.

Should I offer cookies again? (Must I spell this out, the reference?) And to think the Annunaki who run this world still think they can control the process of cashing in as their home comes into our magnetosphere, as I blogged about here, in frantic denial of prophecy coming true, predictions made and preserved by scribes long before Mesopotamia was established (yes these records were kept, but hidden – it’s hard to get THEM, but in reading the ones we CAN read, they are quoted and referred to).

Not many seem to give heed to the roadmaps for this territory we were left in all the ancient texts.

THE ANNUNAKI TRANSFER IS HAPPENING NOW.
Eyes anywhere else are distracted ones.

I BELIEVE THAT THE CLOAKED SHIPS ARE TAKING THE GOLD RESOURCES – AND BLOOD AND HUMANS, WHOLE OR DISMEMBERED – TO DOCKING PLATFORM STATIONS TO RELAY WITH NIBIRU AND THAT SOUL COLLECTION IS HAPPENING. This has been what the Akkadians – the Annunakis – have done for possibly as long as 340,000 years, in approximately 12-year cycles.

To me the is THE MOST RATIONAL EXPLANATION for their creation of geoengineering and the 5G control grid.

The sudden success of late term and live birth abortion, the push for pedophilia and human ritual sacrifice add more evidence that they are taking human resources. We are their human resources. They are DESPERATE and like every other cycle of the crossing of their home planet, they are doing the same. It is coming to a crescendo pitch.

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Cloaked Annunaki craft over buildings in London where POTUS is visiting, collecting human resources during the Nibiru transit.

Dogs let outside to use the yard to potty and run around often begin barking wildly, and whining and howling inconsolably. When I go out into the world, people everywhere look lost, angry and basically, tortured.
And fat. They all are fat with parasites.
And it originally was not the fault of humans. Religion, Inc. lied to everyone. This is the worst crime of all, making the fall of humankind possible.

I wrote this yesterday morning:

It sounds like a river running, a coursing river of rapids, coming from the sky above.
The electromagnetic plasma arc storms; two yesterday, onethe day before that. It’s become almost daily now.
The sound: like far-off huge, low rushing, like engines trawling, but from above! You can hear it and feel it in your chest; your core: it’s undeniably real, audible, a constant.

Last night in the middle of the night [that would be the wee hours of 3June EST], the skies as far as I could see out my upstairs windows were clear; I could see ALL THE STARS. They were clearer than ever.

I could see them there three nights ago, too. I knew I would because my room was dark, like night ~should~ be… no “noctoluminescent clouds”. Eleven of them (“new cloud names”) were invented with name terms for the geoengineering coverup of The Destroyer coming in as it has since Lucifer rebelled and came to earth to be called Enki. I think “they” let the stars show at night so they can see and navigate these resource transports off-world by them, since they harvest so much along shorelines and in urbanized areas. No WONDER they want to move people out of the rural, remote areas and into planned zones.

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And at 6AM, full daylight. I thought I’d slept until 8Am EASY. A supersonic jet flies by and leaves a trail of the vapors that drop into [as I type this out, a loud emergency siren that sounds like the tsunami warning system just went off. BTW, those towers are here now too. In Potato Chip town on the east coast.  Regularly spaced puffs hanging like bulbs from a string across the sky – like an epoxy, a two-part admixture of aerosolized particulates – and by the time I could get my camera, they’d HAARPed it into the beginning of a whiteout.

And to the what-I-once-called-west the dull reddish glow haze of red-oxide Nibiru (red from the blood of souls they sacrificed, and ALL THE ABORTIONS AND ORGAN HARVESTING, and we are in it’s apron, the fearsome twin tail of Wormwood.

The storms will continue, and worsen. Be prepared.

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Know that LOVE WINS THIS BATTLE, but do NOT be complacent. Get OUT of your comfort zone and infuriate people. Heap burning coals of kindness on their head as you stand consistent and firm in re-educating them as to what’s really going on. Point out how poorly humans are faring now.

Focus your heart intention on everyone you love. If you can, fast. If you have never fasted, try for one day. Then gradually increase. And do the hacks that I share with you. Do the ETA Ropeworm Protocol you can request HERE. Get off the computer more and LIVE. Meditate and pray, and share what you know with others.

This is THE TIME. THE OPPORTUNITY IS NOW, since they have already seized it, and are seizing as many of us as they can. You have GOT TO WAKE PEOPLE UP TO THE HUMAN CLONING CENTERS. Show others the drawings my children did!

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The images of child abuse in black and white, depicted as dolls, are from this video, which one must now sign into YouTube to watch, as it is marked 18+, even though public schools teach sex to kindergarteners now.

I began my Dollwork art series, which my secretly transgender newsman ex-husband stole from me, in 1996. I created this piece called DRIPPING KEYS, and it won first place in Baltimore’s SOWEBO Festival Art Show in 1997.  I made it to process the child abuse I endured from birth, perpetrated by family, church and the system.DrippingKeysCopyrighted450p He stole that from me.

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This half-man whose YouTube channel banner is a shot of the mast truck he operates for a major network in DC. Yep, the false flag Sandy Hook. What a lizard.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Getting this out now. Keep your vibration high. Stay alkaline and take in lots of vitamin C.

Love you, my family ❤

Tags: abortion, children, human cloning, LOVE, Nibiru, PlanetX, PTSD, satanic ritual abuse, SRA, The Destroyer, Wormwood

© EATING TO ASCEND – THE ASCENSION DIET 2019
@EatingToAscend http://eatingtoascend.com

THE DELUSIONAL WEATHER REPORT FOR APRIL 25, 2019

THE DELUSIONAL WEATHER REPORT FOR APRIL 25, 2019

(And if you think I titled it that for any other reason besides the fact that they create this so-called weather to delude us all, wake up.)

The soundtrack for this post is XTC’s “SENSES WORKING OVERTIME”. (And have a look at the statues they flanked themselves with, will you… SUMERIAN HYBRID GODS OF THE ANNUNAKI.

I awoke thinking I had overslept until the next evening. You’ve done that at least once in your life, right? Going to bed and sleeping a clock rotation, 12 hours, maybe 24 if sick (I don’t get sick anymore, going on four years now, ever since I had to begin treating myself for government-created, medically-denied-and-ignored Lyme/Morgellons/GMOS and regenerated my mind, body and soul – the temple of God)? Or sleeping 20 minutes but it felt like as many hours, and you wake up wondering if you lost a day? Well this morning I woke at 5:30-ish, and it felt like PM, or at least 10AM but overcast. Looked outside and at the horizons, and yep: they hid the skies already. This crossing must be happening more aggressively than they were able to calculate.

Bird sounds? It’s baby nest making time. Negligible. The skies are OMINOUS. Pregnant with darkness. No rain though. And here and there are breaks in the the clouds and one can see the sun (a sun, fake sun, ANY SUN), and even a patch of blue sky atmosphere not that far behind their sprayed stratospheric aerosol injection insult to our senses, to our life, to LIFE ITSELF.

A few posts back I wrote about the person who visited earlier this week, how they finally saw the sky here. Either people don’t look, don’t know what they are looking at, they believe “weather reports”, and are in denial, still not wanting to grow up soul-wise and acccept the magnitude of lies we have been taught. (Stop listening to 440 hertz anything, and stay away from Luciferian signals in patterns in the air you breathe, for starters.) Anyway, it’s as bad or worse here since I woke up, now after noon. Darkened horizons, weather unlike anything, skies so heavy with metals and fibers that sounds seem and feel muffled BECAUSE THEY ARE MUFFLED ACOUSTICALLY WITH THIS SORCERY HIDING WHAT OUR SENSES WOULD DETECT IF THEY STOPPED THIS CHARADE.

And it’s going to get worse?

HOW BAD CAN IT GET!

May I just say that the times that I have had ‘precognition’/clarivoyant premonitory awareness of a crisis about to occur in my life (deaths of brother, suicide I averted of my mother, familial and friend losses, derailments of serious nature, NICHOLE my daughter-in-law… had NOTHING on how this feels now, this occult atmosphere earth is blanketed with, given all we know and all that they are hiding…

Also, the ‘sunset’ and ‘sunrise’ times are erratic, following no logical trajectory in either ascending or descending direction. Today it was as light at 5:48AM EST as it should be an hour later than that. WRONG. Wrong TIME TO RISE [sic], SUN.

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(Three hours later, wrapping up the writings)
The sun, which I discerned briefly by virtue of the artificial cloudcover moving and where the radiance was coming from, is in the southwest, but at a higher degree than usual. It is not at all above, or in the west, along any semblance of the path it has had either in the last year or in my lifetime (I am 59 and from this area or within a hundred mile radius from here, and I am a gardener and a horseperson, I drove cross country 5X with maps before there were gadgets for that. I used compasses and celestial objects and the wind and landmarks. I sailed on the Chesapeake Bay and its attaching rivers. I rode horses deep in the forests miles from anywhere, riding trails in pitch black dark, using extradimensional senses.
THE SUN’S WRONG VERY OBVIOUSLY.

Any other people on the web saying this? I don’t have internet and am writing like I rode: soveriegn, solo, using my own wisdom and acumen and skills. Please tell me in the comments. I’ll check on my other watcher peeps on this octopussy place once I get these blogs poised to post. Love you. Keep your vibe and your intention high and pure! Be ready for at least the EMP that is coming… ❤

© @EatingToAscend https://eatingtoascend.wordpress.com 2019

Jordan Peterson and the Jewish Question

I addressed this issue directly in my blogpost a few weeks ago entitled This Post Is The Mystery They Hid.

The issue being who really are the Ashkenazi jews.
Note that the etymology of Annunaki and Ashkenazi is very similar when spoken with a hebrew accent…

The entire premise of this so-called hatred of “the jewish people” is a manipulation via controlled opposition tactics of subterfuge and redirection. The original jewish people were the bloodline descended directly from Adam, and then Seth. Adam’s first son Abel was murdered by the son his wife Eve had, who she was impregnated with by Satan AKA Lucifer, who had taken the form of the serpent and beguiled her, made her pregnant. Cain’s DNA reflects his serpent seed genetics, which is why his bloodline was hated, and not included when Noah and his family, the only untainted lineage of Adam, filled the ark.

The war has been going on for a very long time.

The ancient texts, cuniforms, carvings, artifacts, scrolls, plates and engraving, dating back as many as 360,000 years, all address and corroborate this fact; what I just explained here again. The elite rulers of this world have never deviated from their plan to hide the evidence, in plain sight, with influence, deception, and occulted (hidden) truth. They rewrite history and teach lies.

All humanity has experienced is a massive cover-up.

When the catholic church removed sixteen books from the bible, they removed the last vestiges of reference to what I just wrote, above. You can read them, though, for free, online. Educate yourself.

For starters, read this, below this paragraph, in its entirety. Forget the hype over the author’s name and reputation (he has been smeared, as all truthers are… ahem, me, for instance), and imagine you are listening, because it is definitely written from the hip and in a speaking voice! Then you will understand the mystery they hid, and what is going on. I urge you to do this. I am casting pearls here. And if you choose to be lazy and not read, because “it’s too long”, or you are made lazy by being spoon-fed videos, I can’t help you besides the prayers I send for all those who refuse to learn and free themselves.

Steve Quayle’s related story with research sent to him by ex-alphabet geneticist who was asked by an elite to validate his DNA <—whistleblower

Life as an investigator…is ‘like a box of chocolates’. -INTELLIGENCE SOURCE -THIS IS WHAT GOT US THROWN OFF THE AIR LAST NIGHT

Life as an investigator…is “like a box of chocolates”.

Part I

An investigator friend was telling me a story I can easily relate to…one time, he says….”I left home on a lazy Saturday evening to grab some comfort food, I told the wife “I’ll be right back” as my dog having heard the car key’s jingle, dutifully pushed his way through the door to assist me on my mission, he instinctively knew I’d forget his doggie treats if he wasn’t right there to assist me. Minutes later, as I was walking out of the store with my booty, I saw a man who I’d been searching for as the subject of a complex embezzlement scheme, he was walking to a rented moving van and towing his classic car on a trailer behind it. Nine days and 3,500 miles later…I completed my fieldwork and handed the investigation over to several Federal Agencies on what had now become a Federal case. I returned home to my very distraught bride of six months…we were supposed to have left on our already twice delayed honeymoon cruise the previous Sunday morning. We didn’t have cell phones in those days and I didn’t have a radio in my personal car, my handheld was on the charger at home when I’d gone on my quick trip. My first call came during a brief fuel stop at four AM the next morning, the hurried explanations fell on incredulously deaf ears; between her astonished and uncharacteristically numerous expletives. For some months I’d been telling her, ‘third time’s a charm’…guess I was wrong, again! she was NOT…amused.”

He concluded his hour long story stating very matter of factley…”I guess I…sort of, understand why she divorced me…I sure do miss her.” “He then proceeded to explain how this life lesson had led him to understand one of his many ‘Laws of Investigations’ which…like a box of chocolates…come in no particular order, and are only predictable, in their unpredictability.”

I then proceeded to break what is now one of ‘MY’ laws, never ask this guy a question, without having first taken a bathroom break! He tends to be pretty long winded…but the stories are generally worth it. I asked; “What are some of the other laws you’ve come up with?”, I knew the moment the words came out of my mouth, I should have restricted my question to just one law…hard to do with good chocolate’s.

Without breaking stride he says,…”Belief is the driver of action”; and proceeded into another long and winding story, in order to give me his history for the law.

“About 20 years ago” (Oh Boy, my first clue…this was gonna take a while!), “I had recently completed my latest physics project at a location that uses a number for a name. A colleague from my time as an Air Force OSI agent, specializing in advanced sciences and technology, had heard I was heading to England for a long overdue vacation and asked me if I’d volunteer to help him while I was there. He needed a witness on a simple mission to collect some evidence,…unwittingly, I said ‘sure, no problem’. (Oh nuts; I’d just violated a law every service member knows all too well…NEVER VOLUNTEER! The smallest chocolates are always the ones with the nut’s…usually).”

“We went to a private city within the city, security was well concealed, but omnipresent to a trained eye. We went to a private office and met with a man whom I later came to know as a member of one of the wealthiest families on the planet. He talked with us briefly about funding for a scientific investigation my friend was going to pursue. He invited us to dine with him at his residence later in the evening. In the interim my friend proceeded to tell me how the man had apparently had an NDE (Near Death Experience) during a medical procedure. He’d apparently had a Pauline like Angelic encounter, during which ‘opaque and serpent-like scales had fallen from his eyes, in the presence of a Divine Messenger! Layer after layer of lies and deceptions dissolved before him. At its conclusion he came to believe his entire life was one big rubber-band roll of tangled lies…every new one bigger than the last. He’d resolved to turn to a new ‘Way’ and set out to change his life; and the world.”

“After dinner, we collected blood, tissue, hair and oral swabs. He’d recently had a dental procedure and had saved a tooth, which he dutifully preserved in a small paper bag in his freezer. I videotaped the collection process as the evidence was bagged and tagged.”

“On the plane ride back State-side, my friend who at the time was one of the most knowledgeable DNA researchers on the planet…pulled out the biggest piece of mental-Jerkey I’ve ever gnawed on! His benefactor/test-subject, ‘believed’ that while most of the ‘Son’s of Adam’ had double strand DNA, he had been told by his family that he and his blood relatives were distinctly different and that he, like his fathers’ before him had triple strand DNA. He wanted my friend to secretly prove once and for all if this was true…or not. The subject claimed that his extended family and their cousins, who are kings, queens, princes and princesses, as well as leader’s of industry and banking worldwide; believe they are children of an other-worldly race of ‘Humanoid Being’s.’ He’d been taught by his tutor’s that once upon a time, his Ancestors had fallen to earth after some Cosmic Calamity in the time before…the Garden. He believed that while their ‘Ancestral Mother was Eve…their Ancestral father was not Adam!’ He was torn to know if a ‘Child of Cain’ was actually genetically different and whether he could he be saved?”

“My friend never got the money for his investigative research as the donor was found dead in his apartment a short while later. The death was ruled a suicide by hanging, even though his feet were found to be barely touching the floor when he was discovered…very strange.”

“My friend’s wife gave me all of his research and notes upon his own untimely death some years later…leading me to bite into another chocolate in the ‘Law of Investigation’s” box…’Fact is often…stranger than fiction’…!”

Part II

“The beginning of a previously unexpected trip…’down the rabbit’s hole’!”

My investigator friend continued his tale after my return from an overdue bathroom break.

“It was a long plane ride home…the funeral had been difficult for me, losing a close friend at such a young age was not easy. Because of the nature of his work…and mine, our talks had mostly been cryptic and necessarily, too few; and too far between. His young wife had only been with him a short while. Much of his early years and most of his real life were completely hidden from her, need to know type stuff; and she didn’t, so she didn’t.

Flash drives weren’t common then, a removable hard drive sat in the open brief case on the seat next to me in what originally had been a box for Christmas Cards. A lone card sat on top of the unusual assortment of contents, it pictured a cat who had apparently licked the socket of a strand of Christmas lights that it’s owner was stringing atop a tree. It was a snowy setting, in front of a festively lit home. The cat was amusingly adorned in a tangle of colored lights as it hung midair between the starry heavens and it’s hell; every limb painfully extended in a different direction and every hair standing on end under the shock of electrocution. A similarly shocked dad was teetering atop of his now tipping ladder next to a window where small children and the wife, mouths agape, watched helplessly. An old hound dog laid on the porch nearby, barely raising one eye to take in the entertainment. With the Crowning Star of David blazing brightly in his hand, only moments from the completion of his task, dad was now headed on a previously unexpected trip…and so was I.

Although the sticky note affixed to the top of the box stated simply…’Juan O. Saven’, an operational code name I was once known by, the card when opened stated my Christian name simply, with the following brief message, “Do what you do, I’ll expect a complete report when you get here, since if your reading this, I’ve already gone ahead” He signed the card “Slowpoke”. That was a name I had given him once, when we were young and brimming over with life…and innocence. Reading the note, my eyes uncontrollably, began to tear up…I suddenly felt much, much older, and alone. I dwelt on the card, his note and our very unusual lives, for the rest of my long trip home; good friends, old friends, aren’t easy to come by…

When I arrived in my city, I was very backed up in my work and I couldn’t really look at what I had for some time. For one thing, I didn’t immediately know how to access the hard drive and when I did, the information was password protected and he seemingly hadn’t included a password with the box. It was quite some time later that it occurred to me that he actually had, and that was the true reason for the catchy card at the top of the box…yeah, he was right and I WAS slow.

It was all there, his contacts, his drawings and descriptions. His technical analysis was not easy to read; but I had enough (more than general) knowledge, to follow his work. He’d traveled covertly to meet with specialists, including one Nobel Lauriet to get their opinion of his observations and analysis. He’d even met with some very prominent religious authorities of varied beliefs, to get their take on the possible implications of what he believed he had found. He was exceedingly careful and always traveled under some other ‘role and purpose’ and only as a peripheral inquiry brought his real questions to bear; conscious of the dangerous sensitivity of the subject at hand.

Near the end of his notes I came to a page titled “Conclusions” followed by these lines:

“This is a Murder Investigation” which was then followed on a separate line written all in capitals “OF MURDER, BY A SERIAL MURDERER”. He then went into several pages of a long diatribe of identifiers and details that only recently have begun to make sense to me.

Under a new heading, “Follow the Blood Trail”

At first he noted that the DNA strands he was examining seemed to be wound more tightly than normal, you see there are normally ten rungs per complete twist of the Double Helix strand in normal Human DNA. In his analysis of our Subject’s DNA taken from his blood samples, he found intermittent sections which appeared to be wound more tightly, with only nine rungs per complete twist, nine being an unusual and noteworthy number, always turning and returning to itself. (I thought to myself, that doesn’t seem to be that unusual…everybody I KNOW seems like they’re wound to tight.)

Simultaneously he observed and documented what he at first believed to be, the foretold third strand of the Subject’s DNA. Upon closer analysis he came to an entirely different and unexpected conclusion, our Subject had been lied to, IT WASN’T A THIRD STRAND AT ALL! It was a silvery threadlike, semi-transparent, serpentine-like parasite of infinitesimally small proportions. He observed that it was entangled intermittently hoping back and forth between the normal Double Helix strands, it appeared to him that as the parasite grew it continued to wrap itself like a bean or Ivy type vine plant will attach itself to any available protrusion. Unlike a normal snake or worm, this parasite had little hook like protrusions that did seem to lend themselves to a gripping type attachment all along the strand, his notes described them as alligator or dragon feet, but only for his amusement, not because they were that actual form. Occasionally, he noted that it appeared that some of the threaded parasites seemed to connect to adjacent parasites creating what appeared to be tiny nets.

In his notes, my friend penned some personal thoughts after having considered his observations and the source of his DNA materials. He thought of the Vatican’s pronouncements that the Aliens are our Cousins and the Vishnu teachings of a time when god’s flew in spaceships and destroyed whole cities in a single blast. He even had notes about Elijah being caught up in a Chariot of Fire! Maybe he had misread, or misunderstood the entire history of his Bible! Maybe…from Genesis to Revolutions…it was about some far more tangible and real Fallen Angel Alien Cousins, than the ghost like destroying angels he’d always pictured in his imaginations. He gazed at ‘it’ and studied ‘it’ in shocked disbelief and asked to himself, “is this pathetic little blood-sucking worm, the tiny origin of the tyrannical destroyer of so many lives and worlds? But he could not escape the fact that small as it were, the DNA strands that it/they were attached to…WERE JUST AS SMALL! And both had the informational encoding to make ‘Good…or Evil!’ Yes, the DNA, and the serpentine creature entangled in it potentially bore the information/knowledge/blueprint to create good or evil”

My investigator friend continued, “I remembered the time I had sat with a hard cold desk under my arms, as I stared back into the false, Cheshire grin surrounding that mouthful of fake pearly whites. ‘He’ was starring me down from his ‘Star Chamber Seat’; waiting for my answer from in front of the concealing screen which provided me only partial anonymity from the rest of the gallery. You see he thought he’d caught me in a lie, with what I had told his ‘in house investigator’, but his investigator’s authorizations and clearances were not the same as the Senator’s…I replied, ‘As you know Senator, the lie is different at every level!’ and so it was, and so shall it always be, in this life anyway; from the highest Thrones in this world, and now, here again, right down to the tiniest strands of DNA, it’s lies, lies, lies all the way down! The truth is, the so called third strand of DNA that somehow could make ‘THEM’ superior was just another lie from the ‘father of lies’. In the end it was just another lecherous parasitic alien hitchhiker on the road of life, trying to deceive the vulnerable into forfeiting their birthright for a bag of magic beans!”

“My friend tried and was trying at the time of his death to determine if there was a way to separate the writhing and griping entanglements of the demon seed’s form, from the host DNA without destroying the host. He also speculated on possible ways to identify the Reptilian’s Host’s who walk among us while living in the grip of The Reptilian Seed’s Alien Possession.”

“It was here that I began my work, picking up where my friend had too abruptly left off.”

“Deep in my thoughts” my friend continued “Once again, I’d reached into life’s box of chocolates. Interesting thing” he noted, “There’s usually some chocolate covered jellies with red colored sprinkles on top, in life’s little box o’ chocolates, and I like those, but this time, it seemed like I’d reached instead for the three pastel colored, hard shell, candy coated nuts at the center of the box. I did remember clearly, that it seemed like just as I closed my eyes and started to munch, I began to feel dizzy and for only a moment…before I felt myself begin to spin and teeter over, and down…into the Rabbit’s hole!

Part III

“To Serve Man…”

There are three more ‘laws of investigation’ my investigator friend brought to my attention and he then began quoting them to me. Pellegrino, Powell and Sir Issac Asimov penned the “Three Laws of Alien Behavior:”

Law No. 1

Their survival will be more important than our survival.

If an alien species has to choose between them and us, they won’t choose us. It is difficult to imagine a contrary case; species don’t survive by being self-sacrificing.

Law No. 2

Wimps don’t become top dogs.

No species makes it to the top by being passive. The species in charge of any given planet will be highly intelligent, alert, aggressive, and ruthless when necessary.

Law No. 3

‘They’ will assume that the first two laws apply to ‘us’.

My friend told me how his dizzying mental fall was eventually arrested by a very hard floor. In the mixed box of ‘Investigator’s laws’, my friend calls life, those three pastel colored, candy coated chocolate covered nuts…apparently? can be some very hard pills to swallow.

He told me…”Doug!”, rousing me like a freight train…”Doug, it hit me like the hard ground we’re standing on! It’s all around us; everywhere! They think of us like Alien’s, but they’re the Alien’s! Don’t you get it?! They’re laughing at us. They ‘THINK’ they’re the children of Space Aliens from another world, marooned on this tiny blue orb. They’re just doing time till they can figure a way off this rock so they can get back up to their Death-Star Moon Ship; figure out how to fix it, and head back home to mommy!”

I sat there, listening as he talked. I looked at the heart shaped Valentine’s box of chocolates I’d given my wife earlier in the week, sure enough when I opened it (she hadn’t eaten any yet, but she had humored me with a perfunctory, ‘it’s the thought that counts’ and a peck on the cheek. I guess it’s some kinda’ high brow female, smarter than everyone else, non-fat thing.), anyway, sure enough…there they were, the delightfully showcased Evil Omen’s! just as described by my friend…three large, pastel colored, candy coated and chocolate covered nuts, just as my friend described! Forewarned is forearmed, that’s what I say…I picked a safe, fat and round soft chocolate; or two, before I put the lid back on the box. I wasn’t ready to drink the Kool-Aid yet, but I also wasn’t shutting him down either.

He continued, “See, the way I see it, it’s all about the blood, they marry and inter-marry to keep the Alien Blood pure. That’s why all the incestuousness in these elites Royal Cliques, they’re keeping it all in the family.” He then explained how he’d found that this guy and that girl were actually related to some other guy who wasn’t the guy we were all lied to about, that was so and so’s official father, or mother. After a while it actually started to make some kinda’ sense…or maybe the blood-sugar was just starting to kick in and make me a little tipsy. Anyway; whatever; I lazily thought to myself.

I starred off into space, deep in my hypo-glycemicially induced, contemplative thoughts. On the shelve beside the TV in my den an old VHS video box sat, it’s title staring back at me, ‘I Was A Zombie, for the FBI’. It’s a campy 80’s black and white ‘B’ movie some college kids made about some brother’s who discover some sunglasses that when worn, allow them to see Alien’s masquerading as humans and plotting to destroy the real humans and take over the earth. A more well known movie version is “They Live.” As I adjusted my reading glasses, I had a few new thoughts of my own…what if?…What IF?!

Then, rousing me again, out of my darkness, with his now booming voice, my investigator friend said ‘IT’! And then he said ‘IT’ again, and more slowly and decisively…and just then, ‘IT’ struck me, ‘IT’ struck me, like a silver bullet to my politically in-corrected brain! The haze half-cleared, and for a long moment…I realized exactly what he’d been trying to say all along, the clouding scales began to fall from my eyes also; just as they had for our Subject in his NDE (I briefly thought, ‘am I on the verge of my own diabetic induced coma? Perhaps like our original subject, I was having an NDE of my own.)

I reached for the water on the table beside me, but it was actually the grand kids Kool-Aid, I drank it anyway as I thought to myself, It doesn’t really matter what I believe! It doesn’t matter what the lying facts say! It doesn’t matter what any technical analysis reveals! It doesn’t even matter what the religious sages thought; or believe!

It only matters ‘what THEY believe!’; because our original subject and his relatives, who are king’s, queen’s, princes and princesses, as well as leader’s of industry and banking worldwide believe (and act as though) they are children of an other-worldly race of ‘Humanoid Being’s’; but not Human only…Hybrid Human…More than Human…Superior Alien Human’s!

Our subject and his kin had been taught by their families and tutor’s that once upon a time, ‘Their’ Ancestors had fallen to earth after some cosmic calamity in the time before…the Garden. He believed that while their ‘Ancestral Mother was Eve…their Ancestral father was not Adam!’ THEY BELIEVE that they are our ‘Humanoid Cousins’…Superior Hybrid’s, half Alien and only half Human. They once reined from Olympus and were Pharaohs. Whatever the real truth of their history, their “belief is the Driver of their Actions!” Being the true believers, they are, they will continue to operate in accordance with their belief, and the laws of Alien/Darwinian type survival. That’s why they interbreed, to maintain the purity of the Bloodline, that’s why they secretly meet and connive to pass power between themselves; and that’s why they must fool the rest of mankind into wars of self destruction and debt, so that we may be forever enslaved to their lusts, on this ‘Prison Planet’; till death do us part. More than afraid, they know in their hearts…this is a fight for survival…THE fight for survival!

It had begun, just as my friend had said, as “a Murder Investigation”, starting with the first Murder when that Luciferian Demon Dad, had first whispered of the Evil deed to his willing child…Cain! It continued down through time, the Son’s of Adam fighting for survival and destroying the Alien Giant’s in Cainan Land…David and the Hybrid Goliath, and his four hybrid brothers. And all the hidden true believer’s since…hiding in plain sight, so powerful, so important…so, so afraid.

I was reminded how in the mountains of Afghanistan the people would say their cousin lives on the other side of that mountain; then in the next breath, remind you that the word for cousin…is interchangeably the same word meaning enemy.

Interchangeably?!? These earth-bound, half cousins of ours, continue to laugh, but it is a nervous laugh at that! As they have a joke or two at our expense; recreating their Lying Father’s ‘fall to earth’ and flashing their heretofore secret gang sign/hand signs to each other, right in our face. I know now how dangerous their beliefs are, because they are being driven by their beliefs, taught to them by their real alleged father…the Father of Lies. And even now he knows The Truth and whispers in his initiates ears just as he first did in Cain’s ear…the ‘Son’s of Adam’ as long as they live…are dangerous.

Just then my friend began to cite another Law, stating, “And when your finally out of chocolates, it’s time to make stew!” I begged his indulgence for a few minutes as I wandered down the hall to the restroom. I was wondering to myself, ‘where did I leave my ladder? I gotta get outta’ this rabbit’s hole before the bad guys figure out there’s no rabbits for the rabbit stew they’re dreaming up for their caldron. They might decide to change cookbooks to suit whatever else they might find’…’Ummm yes, there it is’, I thought, they’d thought…”To Serve Man”.

Feb 21, 2013

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Understanding This Matrix EMF Prison

Considering The Word spoke the Universe into existence, it is imperative that we know that we are frequency. We ARE frequency. Tartary architecture of cathedrals and institutions uses #cymatics to harvest soul energy (from trauma) from the ether. Electricity comes from this and is collected from the air by wires. They make us pay for our own pain, essentially, and profit in power. Back to the “we are batteries for the matrix” thing. Hollywood reveals what is going on, sorcery spells must be stated, that’s how that works.

In the 1940’s, the music industry set as a recording standard a hertz of 440, as opposed to the 432 natural human hertz. 440 hertz creates anxiety and anger, fuels negative emotions. Many musicians now tune in and record in 432 hertz. You can find a lot of it on youtube and make “healthier” playlists. Also, images can be embedded in sound waves and directly satanic. It is best to avoid 440 radio, records, CDs, TV, and digital transmissions. There are recordings of the Schumann Resonance – the earth’s own EMF, which our heart needs – and you can play them in the background during your days. This helps to protect you from 5G, cellular damage, and spiritual manipulation from demons.

Human Body Organ Frequencies


Exposure to low millimeter waves from 5G wireless, IoT devices, LED light, etc destroys our organs by distorting their natural higher frequency, causing DNA destruction

It is necessary to know that the millimeter waves of frequencies can be terribly manipulated to harm us (including animals and all biologic systems, even plants… look at the bee deaths, I wrote about that in 2006 on myspace, before knowledge of this “became a thing”). That’s the entire 5G death system set up to drop us. So discernment is needed. Natural tuning of instruments, especially the psaltery stringed instruments in natural pitch tunings, harp, and bells, can help heal us. Water breaking over rocks in flow. The wind making chimes or shells or shards of pottery and glass gong softly. Heartbeat… breath.

When I was 22, I was in pre-med and worked part-time in a large city hospital as a venipuncture technician, two days in the hospital’s lab, and alternating weekends of “morning rounds”. A woman who was very ill and had been there for awhile (I had drawn her before) was very peaceful and I readied and drew her four tubes. During the second tube, she passed away. I considered whether or not to stop the collection and call a code. I didn’t. She was so very peaceful. I continued the remaining tubes and experienced her spirit leave her body, passing along my hands, and up to the ceiling, where is slowly dissipated through. It was pale blue. It was intensely comforting.
I went to the nurses station, gave them her tubes and told them she had died. Immediately there was a frantic frenzy and I was rushed with them to her room, where they were deciding whether or not to recussitate her. A doctor asked me which doctor I was, looking at my lab coat and badge, realizing I was a new face to him. I told him I was a technician, pointing at my photo ID. He asked me why I didn’t call the code. I answered: “Because she was at peace”. I left. Nothing more was said, and she was not there when I checked again. So, I have seen and felt what you see in this video. It is real.

It is imperative that we raise our frequency. The entire world is an illusion. Only what is NOT seen is real. Wake up, Neo.

Sky Documentation Gallery: Chemtrails, Anomaly / Angel – December 19, 2018

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Instant Idols – Idolizing cooking, degrading life

“As a retired physician, I can honestly say that unless you are in a serious accident, your best chance of living to a ripe old age is to avoid doctors and hospitals and learn about nutrition, herbal medicine and other forms of natural medicine unless you are fortunate enoughto have a naturopathic physician available. Almost all drugs are toxic and are designed only to treat symptoms and not cure anyone. Vaccines are highly dangerous, have never been proven to be effective, and have a poor risk/reward ratio. Most surgery is unnecessary and most textbooks of medicine are inaccurate and deceptive. Almost every disease is said to be idiopathic (without known cause) or genetic – although this is untrue. In short, our mainstream medical system is hopelessly inept and/or corrupt. The treatment of cancer and degenerative diseases is a national scandal. The sooner you learn this, the better off you will be.” A. Greenberg, M.D.

 

Instant Idols – Idolizing cooking, degrading life

I will try to keep this a shorter, more concise post, and get to the point. There is a lot to convey, and time is getting dearer and more compressed dimensionally.

I’ve ‘followed’ the blog called “Wellness Mama” for years now, although not ‘religiously’, but, rather, skimming for highlights to take what knowledge worth gleaning. She’s far too materialistic for me – or anyone – and recently has “teamed up” with another blogger entity. After all, it’s business, and about money.

Her newsletter for “The week before Christmas!” (at least she says the word) has at the end of it the pasted-in image of the meme she created for what is known as the Instant Pot, the trendy cooking device that save millenials and paleos and every other Ism of eaters (they do call us “useless eaters”) “TIME” – saving time… Time that is so very precious because everyone running the treadmill of human slavery to maintain a roof over the heads of themselves and their loved ones has little of it, and what they do have is aggressively targeted and reduced in quality.

We now live in a state of scarcity and lack. (Just caught that in the NPR party line story while cruising the radio dial for weather a week-plus back, the ‘guest’ talking about us being in a time of scarcity now… meanwhile the rich are leaching humans dry.)
But I digress.

Wellness Mama Love Languages Instant Pot MemeBehold Wellness Mama’s Instant Pot meme…

What is wrong with this? I ask, what is *right*?

The cooking device that answers the deepest seat of human need, and which is damaged by trauma. Your Instant Pot will make you happy, answer your needs, give you life. Instantly gratifying. The kitchen god. SMH. I ask you: if humans, instead of celebrating holy days (holidays) by eating, which feeds the archons (they are the sh*t they transform from what we take in, and make us die – our bodies were originally ethereal LIGHT bodies), INSTEAD, what if we FASTED, like Ninevah did when given forty days to repent or be destroyed by a cataclysmic event? NINEVAH turned it around in a fraction of that time – three days, even having their CATTLE fast.

Words of Affirmation, Acts of Service, Receiving Gifts, Quality Time, Physical Touch. All of these are elements of being, in their original purity of purpose. Wellness Mama has perverted with this meme every aspect of what it means to be human with consciousness, ethical, just and nurturing. She’s done a David Sedaris, if you will, and completely bastardized LOVE through making an idol (his homosexualized elfdom and stories of childhood and adolescence have ruined millions of lives, as part of the agenda to destroy families and push transgenderism). And she has the gall to recommend the book by Viktor Frankl called Man’s Search For Meaning to her readers (of course linked, like the Instant Pot, to her monetized Amazon account in case they purchase, which they will, because she is a master at hypnotic neurolinguistic programming), Frankl himself, and his writings, just another muddy-the-waters post-existential let’s-make-God-dead elite-pushed author…

I ask you: if humans, instead of celebrating holy days (holidays) by eating, which feeds the archons (they are the sh*t they transform from what we take in, and make us die – our bodies were originally ethereal LIGHT bodies), INSTEAD, what if we FASTED, like Ninevah did when given forty days to repent or be destroyed by a cataclysmic event? NINEVAH turned it around in a fraction of that time – three days, even having their CATTLE fast.

If humans fasted in honor of, at the very least, celebrating LOVE and RELATIONSHIPS THEY TREASURE, would not their vibrations rise?
Yes.

LOVE would grow instead of feeding demons within their bodies.

But sadly, that is the way this world is, and few will pass through the eye of the needle.

Fasting: Anathematic to the worldly, not corporation based. Although that could be argued, as THEY made corporations entities, the word derives from the word body. The entire paradigm of consumption would have to be different, a flipped parallel universe of not consuming, not engaging in ceaseless chewing, swallowing, digesting, creating wastes. This world is a business of excrement.

Fasting is key in this process of ascending. We stop feeding the parasites! Our temple of the Most High only God, the body He gave us, is cleansed. Our star light undimmed. I know this post is a bit of a rant, but take what you can and ruminate on it (pun intended 😉 and prepared for this journey by fasting.

A LIGHT IN THE SKY IN EARLY AFTERNOON THAT DISAPPEARED LEAVING RAINBOW HALF-CIRCLE PORTAL DIRECTLY OVER ME

A LIGHT IN THE SKY IN EARLY AFTERNOON THAT DISAPPEARED LEAVING RAINBOW HALF-CIRCLE PORTAL DIRECTLY OVER ME, December 19, 2018

It was large, as large as the moon would be if in that spot the way things used to be (for reference, now all bets are off).

[Written about 3PM EST] Let me start by saying that I have been recording the skies all day. From the moment I looked out the kitchen window southward, with the due east to the left of my southern horizon view, which parallels the eastern seaboard coastline, and about sixty miles from Washington DC, I have observed the immediate post-dawn chemtrailling jets stacked one upon the other simultaneously spraying from east to west, low on the horizon, as I looked facing directly south. Literally a dozen lines made by these evil sociopaths. Every day they outdo their egregious days before.

My photographs as the day progressed show exactly the artificial cloud patterns created. Like yesterday, I looked at some of the formations and thought (and at one point inferred in a very short video) it looks like they are hiding crafts (“what are they hiding”). (I’ll post the images of their chemical aerosol stratospheric aerosol injection madness later/soon, and back-link.)

Early in the afternoon (timestamp on the phone photos) I went to use the bathroom and looked out its west-facing window. The cold, white sun was there at about 1-ish location-wise, slightly south-west of west, the sky was bizarrely patterned, and whoa! I said to myself, there is another light in the sky, west. It was shimmering rainbow iridescent like moving oil, in a paisley-shaped changing shape-shifting cloud. I grabbed the (older iPhone) camera, and ran outside, to get better pictures than through window glass. Took shots of it and a video, and then a delivery van drove up, window down, radio blaring, so I stopped filming. Once the vehicle had gone, and I was looking for the light which is just a few seconds was gone, I looked around, then up. DIRECTLY OVER MY HEAD WAS A PERFECT HALF CIRCLE RAINBOW WITH CLEAR SKY IN THE CENTER. *I began to film and document it, took between 2 and three minutes of video, then turned off my camera and went inside.

I live in a church converted into apartments, seven of them. I do know that the owners, business partners who buy buildings for rental properties, told me that they exhumed the grave of the minister who built this church in 1870 and who is buried in the backyard cemetery (there is no yard, only cemetery and parking lot/driveway/stairwell to basement which smells like churchyard mold). They exhumed his grave without legal permit or pastoral presence, so they could dig a poured concrete stairwell and basement entry. His gravestone and casket was lifted out and put back in, his headstone was moved and set away from its original place, as was his casket, and his footstone is sideways. They didn’t even orient it correctly. So, and since I sense and see spirits, that’s some bad ju-ju present. I have talked with three other tenants who have seen orbs and felt a presence which all creeped them out. I have written about how my hat flew off the shelf as if pushed outward a few months back (not my first experience with entities moving things).

I went upstairs to write the experience while it was fresh and as I looked at the two videos I had made of the light, and then the semi-circular portal overhead, after taking a few still photos, I realized that they had each filmed while off, not on. I DID NOT MAKE THAT MISTAKE. I realized with a chilling understanding that my phone/camera had been manipulated by them. *supernatural

Before sitting down to write this, I made a small pot of coffee, to collect my thoughts and listen to some reflection on our spiritual reality on a CD. While I had been outside filming, the already loud harrassing electronic frequencies increased even more, incredulously. (I am always shocked as they keep ramping it up as time goes on, why shocked, I don’t know, and maybe I’ll get over that, but it does help me maintain a sense of humor, in an odd way.) So by the time my coffee was done I checked the sky and it was cleared to the west and south, pretty much. FOR THE FIRST TIME ALL DAY.

I truly believe that the eastern seaboard is under a heavy flotilla of crafts.
Many mornings begin with the sound of very high aircraft and what sounds like supersonic flights and their fighting/evasion/chasing. I don’t know how to really explain that further.

And as I type, my head is feeling TREMENDOUS PRESSURE, LIKE A VISE HAS GRIPPED MY SPINE ABOUT C-3 OR C4, AND MY HEAD IS BEING SQUEEZED. This feeling is not pleasant, and, like the chemtrails, is a new level of bad.
How much of this is due to CERN and the entities they are summoning.

I will also add that my LAPTOP HAS BEEN FUCKED WITH ALL DAY AND IT WILL START UP, NOTHING IS WRONG WITH IT, AND IT SHUTS OFF AS IF FORCED OFF AT THE MOTHERBOARD. ALL DIAGNOSTICS RUN SAY IT’S FINE. I AM A CERTIFIED TECH WHO WORKED FOR AEROTEK, NASA GODDARD AND DISCOVERY CHANNEL. (I now embrace my low credit score 🙂

Just before i went to the bathroom and this all started, I had been – when I got the laptop working after six hours since it went haywire after I got up – writing a blogpost about French president Emmanuel Macron possibly being the antichrist. I had just made an image of YouTube videos in a row, with the search macron antichrist above, and was about to insert it into my wordpress post editor – and the laptop powered off.
And all day I have been thinking that it looks like crafts are being hidden by the chemtrails.

Closeup of cloud fishcraft 19Dec2018 And my granddaughter drew a drawing (she’s almost fourteen now, and gifted) of a large, malevolent fish-like but with gills creature, and eyes, and I saw it on Monday (will get a pic for comparison as soon as I can, have “a call in”) and it was practically pictured in the sky (see photograph) and did she have a precognition of Lucifer, or an alien ship, or evil in the aether, or below; the deep abyss? SAME.
(The larger image below)
Fishcraft in clouds, December 19, 2018

I am done recording this. Please Father Creator Most High draw my loved ones to you, unveil their eyes and hearts. My DNA is in them, I love them. We were all lied to. December 19, 2018. (Written on the very old off-network non-wifi laptop which is basically a typewriter, and saving to removeable drives… do not trust the ghosts in the machine…)

(Posted the day before my daughter-in-law Nichole Travers Little Cabana died.)

SAGE ADVICE: EMBRACE A LOW CREDIT SCORE

We make a difference, every one of us.

It’s a long story, lol, but our DNA carries the information we need to return to our spiritual state, and our love carries others, our vibrations. This is why they force GMOs upon us, to dilute and break our genetic code as spiritual beings, and hybridize us with their own (reptilian in nature, or… worse…) I will be writing about that.

And a factoid reminder regarding “Natural Flavor” in food (if labelled, even). Don’t eat it. All but 7 of the tech giant Synomyx’s 77 patents refer to the use of HEK 293 (human embryonic kidney) cells, which researchers have used for decades as biological workhorses. (Yet everyone believes SNOPES for “fact checking”. Soros, anyone?)

I want to share something beautiful and inspiring. I got a call from a young mother on her way back from her 3 month old son’s first postnatal visit. She nurses him and stood her ground on NO VACCS. I met him at <4 weeks old, and he is PERFECT, alert – you can sense that ~someone is home in there~ . Well, the doctor (she put off earlier “scheduled” pediatrician visits knowing it was unneccesary/invasive. SHE IS 23, the mom) pushed hard but when she stood firm she was asked to sign a waiver. She refused, heeding the advice DO THIS WHEN YOU REFUSE A VACCINE – sign NOTHING. But she read it… And called me when she left the office to tell me that it would have incriminated her for allowing her son to spread the diseases she refused to vaccinate for to other children.

THEY ARE BLATANT IN THEIR SHUNTING OF DEPOPULATION RESPONSIBILITY, PLACING BLAME FOR THEIR OWN COMPLICIT DEATH-SPREADING ONTO THE INNOCENTS WHO REFUSE TO TAKE PART IN IT, BUT SIGN THE WAIVER.

WHEN YOU REFUSE A VACCINE, SIGN N O T H I N G.

I just turned down a “good” part-time job because they demanded a TB tine test. I could refuse the HepC vacc but not the tine… so, no job for me. I don’t trust them a bit; they’re not puncturing my skin with anything.

See what they are doing?

They are corralling the herd into death chutes. Not only physically, but more chilling, soul traps. The GMOs and heavy metals divorce you from who you were created to be (unless, of course, you’re a demon… good luck with that [sic]).

NOW IS THE TIME TO EMBRACE THE GRACE AND TRUE NOBILITY OF A LOW CREDIT SCORE.

The social credit system has been in place a long, long time. We just see it now.

NEUMAYER STATION CAMERA FOOTAGE OF NIBIRU FLYOVER

The Neumayer Station, Antarctica weather camera footage shows Nibiru’s sky dominance and how it obliterates the sun, casting shadow on the earth. It completely validates my blogpost made yesterday as well, Manufactured Morning Mists and the Feathered Serpent, in which I state exactly that: IT’S CLOSE.

This video is from WSO, thanks, Steve Olson. He begins it with the evidence.

THE ANNUNAKI MATRIX SLAVE SYSTEM, ADDICTION, DEMONS AND THE BODY AS TEMPLE CONNECTION

“A demon will follow a person, and choose the weakest moment and place in a person, and jump in.

Demons defile. They’re dirty. They’re all called “unclean”. They make you feel unclean. They fill your mind with dirty, unclean attitudes, emotions, and thoughts. Particularly if you about to read your bible or worship (or be creative, go to do something good). Anything that attacks you at a moment like that is probably a demon. You never feel really pure. You can sing about how wonderful the blood of Jesus is, but there’s something in you that doesn’t respond. Demons defile.

Demons torture. Jesus says in Matthew 18, the one who will not forgive his brother or sister, deliver him to the torturers. That means you and me, if we don’t forgive. If we retain bitterness and resentment and unforgiveness, the sentence of Jesus is to deliver him to the torturers. Who are the torturers? Demons. Very simple. They torture him anyway. They torture with emotion and fear. With guilt. With some kind of uneasy feeling that you haven’t done the right thing, but you can never put your finger on it. They torture you physically.

DEMONS AND ARTHRITIS

I have dealt with many people who have been delivered from the spirit of arthritis. To me, if you look at arthritis, that’s demonic. It twists, it tortures, it incapacitates. Now, please understand that I am not saying that everybody who has arthritis has a demon, but many do. I recall a scene in South Africa some years ago when Ruth and I were ministering together and praying for the sick, and a person, I think it was a woman, came up with arthritis. And I said to her, I want you to know that I am going to deal with this as a demon. And I said is that okay, and she said yes, and Ruth and I prayed, cast the demon out, and she was delivered. But then I thought to myself, why go through this process with everybody individually, because everybody has seen and heard it. It was a large congregation, so I said anybody who needs delivery from arthritis, will you stand up. Well about thirty people stood up. I prayed, commanding the spirit of arthritis to leave them. Now, I said to the people, don’t sit down until you know you have been delivered. And we went on ministering, but after about half an hour, every one of those people had sat down.

Later on, Ruth and I traveled in var‭ious parts of South Africa, and we met several people who had been the ones who had stood up and then sat down, and they each testified that they’d been healed. Now please understand, I am not saying that all arthritis is demonic. But if you want to get a real picture of what demons are like, arthritis is a pretty good picture. They torment, they torture, they incapacitate, they bind, they are evil things. And again, there are exceptions to this, but it’s amazing how many people who suffer from arthritis have some kind of bitterness, resentment, or unforgiveness in their heart. I need now say no more. It doesn’t mean that if you have arthritis you have a demon. But if you do have a demon, get rid of it.

(I agree with Derek Prince about arthritis being demonic. The Morgellons entities I have witnessed support this, and the observation of personality traits.)

DEMONS COMPEL

Demons compel. They make you do things you really don’t want to do. I would say almost any act or habit that is compulsive is probably demonic. Demons also enslave. They make you slaves. Take the demon of alcohol. It enslaves you. You just CANNOT do without your drink. You know it is harmful, you don’t really enjoy it, but you just can’t help yourself. But people can be enslaved by other things. They can be enslaved by television, anger, food, masturbation…Now, put compulsion and enslaving together and you get addiction, and our culture is full of addiction. I would say 99.9% of them are demonic.

From 1 Corinthians 6:12-13: “All things are lawful unto me, but all things are not expedient: all things are lawful for me, but I will not be brought under the power of any. Meats for the belly, and the belly for meats: but God shall destroy both it and them. Now the body is not for fornication, but for the Lord; and the Lord for the body.

So overeating and sexual immorality are specifically mentioned by Paul as possible examples of addictions. And an addict is a slave. And I am sorry to say, but the churches are full of addicts. Not all of them are addicts, but there are many, many good christians who are nevertheless slaves. Slaves of masturbation. slaves of idle talk, slaves of defiling habits. Slaves of wrong attitudes. Slaves of eating and drinking.

I have come to see that my body is a temple for the Holy Spirit, and I’m responsible for how I treat that temple. I am not free to defile it, I am not free to make it anything than less good than it should be. I am very careful about what I eat and what I drink. I’m not under any law, but I try to honor God’s Temple.” – Derek Prince

As disembodied persons, the annunaki continue our enslavement in each of our bodies, doing all they can to keep a person from ascending to their first estate with the Creator. Size, time, space, dimensions… all irrelevant. This is supernatural.

Nothing has changed from the original meaning except prophecy fulfillment in this sinful world. The best of us have demons, or easily could. We are all in battle, whether we acknowledge it or not. So keep your armor ready, wear it always, and remain in praise of Jahweh, declaring His Son, declaring the truth, and fighting. Do not give in. NEVER! The battle for you was won by Christ when his head dropped forward lifeless on the cross.

Satan has already lost.