MOUTHS OF BABES – WHY I KNOW THEY WILL BE FREED, DNA BABY

Their artwork says it all. They just need to wake up now.

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Tags: ascension, Children of The Light, DNA, dome, Emily, family, firmament, flat earth, heart language, human cloning, I LOVE YOU, Max, MKUltra, slavery, soul trap, SRA, satanic ritual abuse, Truth

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It Was Felicity

May 25, 2019

It Was Felicity

I’ve worked at horse barns most of my life, spending time since age two on my Uncle Mike’s farm, learning to ride my cousin Kimmie’s pony Princey at age four. By fourteen I had my first barn job. I mucked stalls, cleaned tack and walked sweaty school horses in endless laps around countless rings for hours a day in exchange for a one-hour weekly lesson. Silver spoon background, I had not: no wealthy parents fostered my passion. I’ll never forget my disbelief at that last job witnessing the Olympic finals teenage rider who’d worn out her show pony throw her engraved sterling silver spurs to the ring gravel as she pulled off her boots, and another throw a helmet that cost as much as a month of lessons. That is, would cost if I, my working single-mother self could’ve afforded them. No, I earned this.

In adulthood, I managed barns, training horses in exchange for board for my own. Motherhood had its own price, and to keep horses in my life required labor expenditure on my part. The difference was that commensurate with my skills came responsibility and respect. I was a self-made equestrian; I had an interesting lifestyle offering stability to my two children because I had no familial or monetary support – even court-ordered child support was held withheld from us by a mad world… but I had horses. Whether my own or others’, I was their keeper, caregiver and sometimes, their last friend. For man has a cruel hand with animals, and most humans refuse to acknowledge how heartless they themselves can be.

With my children grown, my immersion into the horse world increased. I began managing show barns, eventing, dressage, Lexington Cup, then working for Olympic level riders, caring for their million dollar horses. With wealth seemed even greater disregard. Often, I was closer to the horses than their owners.

At that last barn in 2007 was a horse named Felicity. A prematurely aged, emaciated mare; outgrown by the owner’s daughters, then leased for show like a rental car. She had literally run her heart out; they call it broken wind. Labored breath and imbalanced step was her existence. I wondered why they didn’t euthanize her, as I gave her the daily injections they kept her alive with, her suffering made worse by lack of touch. The owners wouldn’t touch her. Money was their love.

One Summer evening, as I arrived to turn out the heat-of-day-stalled equine athletes for their one hour of turnout while I cleaned their stalls, I knew it was Felicity’s time to go. Arriving there after my day job in the hour that ushers twilight in, I went to her stall first and found her chest against the wall, her throttled neck hanging in dead weight over the window ledge, with labored breath and fear in her eyes. “We’re getting spinner rims on our rigs. We can’t come. The vet’s going to put her down in the morning”, one of the owners said when I called.

They were going to let her die alone and didn’t even leave me a note.

Putting my cellphone back my pocket, with all my strength of body and will I lifted her head back out of the window, wrapping myself under her neck. We aren’t supposed to do this, they can crush us if we fall. I supported her all the way to the field gate, reluctantly leaving her standing there as I went to turn out the other four horses. I heard Felicity hit the ground from two barns and an indoor ring away. Grabbing a horse blanket, I ran. A velvet mist coated the dusk, and my eyes caught her silhouette at center of the fenceline at the west edge of the field. Experience had taught me to pad their heads against the ground lest in the throes of death their eyes are gouged out. I kept that blanket under her head and went around in circles with her as her flailing hooves sought one last hold and she gasped for air, eyes seeing beyond wild. She was not going to let life go.

A soft rain began to fall, and without thinking, I remembered asking the owners if she had ever had babies, and was told she’d had one stillborn foal, and was never bred again. Risking safety, I grabbed her head between my hands. Her lips were pulled back as she gnashed her teeth and it was dangerous, her hooves striking in all directions in wild last extensions, running from the end. “Felicity! Felicity! Listen to me, Felicity! Your baby’s out there, do you see her? She’s in the grass; she’s waiting for you to go nurse her. Go to her, go nurse your baby, Felicity!” My hands on each side of her cheeks, I pulled her gaze to where I was looking into the sunset mist and I saw her baby on the green grass waiting in the rain, looking toward her mommy. I did, and she did too. Her neck arched, and her lips curled back in a death rattle froth of foam for what seemed like forever. I held her face looking into her eyes and I saw not death, but Life. I saw her run to her baby in the green grass in the rain. I saw beyond an ending to the eternity waiting before us. Felicity helped me to see.

Laura R. Brooks
Written March, 2013

Felicity – noun; [mass noun]

1. Intense happiness.
Example sentences:
‘What he’s talking about – as always – is how to lead a good and therefore happy life; he loved productivity and valued felicity.’
‘In this respect they work as much in favor of happiness in this world as of felicity in the next.’
‘We suspect felicity is not likely to accompany a sense of entitlement, which arises from a sullen sense that not only are things not improving but that that is because we have no control – the world does not appreciate our true worth.’
‘For such a person, felicity after death could be higher than felicity before death. But felicity is, in the end, something to be sought.’
‘All we have to do is speak our preferences plainly and a whole new world of mutual felicity should arise.’

2. The ability to find appropriate expression for one’s thoughts.
Example sentences:
‘He exposed the kernel of the matter with his elegance and felicity of expression, and audacities of phrase struck him as grotesque monstrosities, where everything was absurd, unreal, and impossible.’
‘An original thinker always alertly attuned to contemporary culture, he was admired for his intellectual style and the felicity with which he expressed his ideas.’
‘Authentic humans draw on experience and felicity of expression, courage and uncompromising values to become witnesses to truth.’

Synonyms:
Eloquence, aptness, appropriateness, appropriacy, suitability, suitableness, applicability, fitness, relevance, pertinence, correctness, rightness
Example sentences:
‘I have wondered, for instance, whether it is more a sense of brushstroke rather than verbal felicity that makes for some of the most arresting words and imagery in the arts.’
‘It has been admired for ‘its simplicity, its dignity, its power, its happy turns of expression the music of its cadences, and the felicities of its rhythm.’
‘Innocent jokes depend upon verbal felicities, puns, play upon words, combining incongruous words, oscillating between occasional felicities amidst triviality.’

Origin
Late Middle English: from Old French felicite, from Latin felicitas, from felix, felic- ‘happy’.

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Tags: animals, compassion, death, eternity, existence, family, heaven, horses, life, love, materialism, parenting, soul, spirit, valhalla, writing

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IS THIS THE DAY

May 24, 2019

Well you didn’t wake up this morning ’cause you didn’t go to bed
You were watching the whites of your eyes turn red
The calendar on your wall is ticking the days off
You’ve been reading some old letters
You smile and think how much you’ve changed
All the money in the world couldn’t buy back those days

You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes
You watch a plane flying across a clear blue sky This is the day your life will surely change
This is the day when
things fall into place

You could’ve done anything, if you’d wanted And all your friends and family think that you’re lucky
But the side of you they’ll never see
Is when you’re left alone with the memories That hold your life together like glue

You pull back the curtains, and the sun burns into your eyes
You watch a plane flying across a clear blue sky
This is the day your life will surely change
This is the day when things fall into place

This is the day your life will surely change
This is the day your life will surely change
This is the day your life will surely change

(I began this post this morning, after two days of feeling faint just standing over the faucet for a few seconds/breaths as I tended filling my water distiller).

The municipal water is poisoned, and smells like anesthetic used for surgeries, operating pre-op and post-op recovery rooms COMPLETELY. Or like the numbing lidocaine, novacaine or procaine injections for dental procedures, sutures and bone-setting. I smell bromine in it as well. This is water saturated with active covalent carbon ring chemicals. I should know, I have an associate of science in chemistry and ran the chemistry lab at the local college back in the eighties when going to school still meant something (such as education was and is, coming from the controllers).

DO NOT BREATHE NEAR A FAUCET WHEN USING IT. Use as little as possible. THEY ARE ANESTHETIZING EVERYONE AGAINST THEIR WILL THROUGH THE WATER. Keep your showers and baths as short as possible, and use the coolest temperature you can. Add detox helps like Borax, Epsom salt crystals, Hydrogen Peroxode, Pink Himalayan or Natural sea salt, baking soda, vinegar, lemon juice, essential oils, calcium hypochlorite pool shock, mustard (dry or a jar of cheap yellow), essential oils, diatomaceous earth, bentonite clay, milk… BUT GET IN, SOAK UNTIL THE WATER IS COLD AND THEN RINSE QUICKLY WITH COLD WATER AND GET OUT.

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This is war on the human race. We are divine beings of Light, a part of The Creator. At least about 99.999% of us are, or could have been before going past their personal point of no return.

So let me assure you, when I found the footage yesterday which almost exactly shows what I had seen in my dream, I was blown away. I got offline, meditated, slept quite well actually, and have been doing things online and also a good bit of “housekeeping” so that if we are transmuted to the higher spheres with this crossing, if my daughter and son do decide to come claim my possessions, they will find all the writings, digital files of videos, frequencies and protocols, true history, images – all the good stuff I have learned and amassed these last four-plus years since I was targeted with Lyme and Morgellons by the powers-that-be to prevent me from doing exactly what I am doing here: helping to liberate humanity from the parasitic tyranny and destruction of our species in the fallen angel, Luciferian Anunnaki soultrap of transhumanism.

Their DNA will get my message: indeed, it already has, they just don’t know it and the third dimension is playing out.

 

I found this article with video of the PlanetX system by NASA on the ExpressUK website. It’s short, so I copied the text here, and embedded the video. https://www.express.co.uk/news/science/1130792/nasa-asteroid-earth-mini-moon-set-to-skim-earth-1999kw4-space-news

NASA asteroid Earth approach: MILE-WIDE asteroid with its own MINI MOON set to skim Earth

NASA has warned an asteroid big enough to boast its own mini moon will make a near-Earth approach tomorrow. An asteroid binary first spotted 20 years ago will make another close encounter with Earth this week. US space agency NASA has been tracking the brace of space rocks, dubbed KW4. And grainy footage shows the asteroid growing steadily brighter as it approaches Earth ahead of its closest approach tomorrow.

Although classified by NASA as technically “potentially hazardous”, asteroid 1999 KW4 will breeze by safely.

It’s actually quite a complex shape.

Even at its closest, the space rock fly-by 3,216,271 miles from Earth – 13.5 times the distance to the moon.

Asteroid 1999 KW4 is actually two objects, consisting of a larger space rock measuring 0.8 mile across (1.3km) and a mini moon orbiting it.

NASA explained: “The main body (primary) of 1999 KW4 is about 1300 meters across, but is actually quite a complex shape.

“It is slightly squashed at the poles and with a mountain ridge around the equator, which runs all the way around the asteroid,’ according to the observatory.

End of article. That’s it. That’s how they are deceiving the world about The Destroyer!

The image I captured as a still shot is closer to what I dreamt on May 16th, when I woke early in the morning recalling a dream I had just had. sidebysidesm

I have had sight since I was very young, meaning all my life. Just one of the reasons the CIA came to my high school FIVE TIMES in 12th grade trying to recruit me (read my bio if you disbelieve). I foresaw my stepfather setting the house on fire and saved my three younger brothers and saved my mother from suicide just at age 11 alone. At age 18, I saw the chemical formula for CocaCola written in the sky, though I had no reason to know it and failed chemistry miserably in 10th grade, not knowing I would love it in college 5 years later, when the instructor, Dr. George Farrant, an ex-Coca Cola industrial chemist-turned-professor wrote it on the blackboard; I recognized it immediately.

I foresaw what is happening now as Wormwood approaches in my end of the world NOT FOR A CONSTANT MOMENT BUT THE WORLD WILL BE OBLITERATED vision at 19, and my brother’s suicide at 24 (he was 20). I have seen UFOs since age 4, spirits, demons, orbs and portals and angels, since a sundog is a NASA lie to refute their existence. My extrasensory perception went into overdrive when I began detoxing in late 2015 in my journey to self-treat and heal from Morgellons and Lyme, and only increases in the metadimensional shift we’re in now.

Here’s what I wrote in my journal when I woke up [CAPITALIZED WORDS LIKE THIS ADDED FOR READER CLARIFICATION]:

Looking toward SW, clear sky, sun would have been off –> SE (see bracketed spot [SUN] for place

DREAM OF SEEING PLANETS ALIGNED IN DAYLIGHT DREAMT AT NIGHT BEFORE WAKING UP MORNING WHEN IT WAS MY FIRST CONSCIOUS THOUGHT

To my surprise, I awoke recalling a dream that the planets aligned in the sky in full daylight and daytime. Not a straight line, more like ot the right (drawing) [THOUGH THE FIRST DRAWING IS PROBABLY ACCURATE AND REMOTE VIEWERS SHOULD NOT SECOND GUESS]. In the dream, I was in the back yard with my neighbor Mary, looking at her garden. I looked up, saw the planets in that alignment, called to her to look. She saw, acknowledged, despite being a skeptic/”objective observer” as she calls it, “choosing not to focus on the negative” when the subject of geoengineering comes up (like most people’s attitudes, “I can’t change it, so I don’t think about it”). But as I marvelled, I realized I should photograph it. Ran into the house, could not find my phone, found it in my purse from my wifi foray sortie yesterday, then woke up.
Laid there pretty shocked, it felt so real. Just a few hours before, had woken in night + looked out window –> see + the illuminated sky that is brighter by the day. [NOT SURE WHAT I NEGLECTED TO FINISH THAT WITH NOW] Yesterday began cloudless, but by 11AM the high altitude chem jets trails were making diff kinds of clouds. By eve. they obscured the skies, first focusing on S/SW in AM. When woke from dream ~6:30AM, heard wet street tire sounds. Raining. Yet where “sun” is in SE very bright up there and blue skies intersperse low-atmosphere clouds –> SW! [AT] @ 6:30-7:30AM still as I write, now is sunny, inc[LUDING] SE. People are so biochemically lobotomized.

Compare the two and it appears I had a vision of what NASA decided to show from their land-based, non-CGI actual video recording of Wormwood.

 

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I wrote about the celestial objects accompanying it last June, when I began this blog.

But fear is not a thing we are prey to. We are not in danger, we are on the edge of eternal liberation and joy finally. Anything that would happen to us physically or emotionally is but a blip in the wavelength of our transcendence to our glorious forms of beauty. The word martyr actually means witness. We are witnesses and watchers and our souls this time now to be here, because our souls strove spiritually to fight this battle and we’ve won. ❤

To assist maintaining your high frequency, drink lots of distilled water with alkaline fruit juices in small amounts, eat vegan or vegetarian, eat lightly. I like to keep an old Bragg’s ACV bottle, label removed so advertising cymatics don’t affect my water, which I fill with my home-distilled water that never comes in touch with BPA or plastic. I add lemon or lime juice, some pure stevia (sometimes), a teaspoon of pure vitamin C crystals (you can work up to high dosages, I did) which antioxidate your cells and speed cellular electroconductivity which is your LIGHT INFORMATION NETWORK, and I add MSM – Methysulfonylmethane – because it helps to reverse damage from all geoengineering materials. I sometimes add some of my homemade kombucha or kvass, or herb teas. This is a great time for some valerian root if you feel some anxiety – try the Ascension Tea I make.

Take breaks from tasks to reset your focus and not get stiff in any one thing. Stretch, flop, do yoga, unkink. Burn incense. I use Satya Sai Baba Nag Champa Agarbatti, in the same big box that is the kind my daughter Emily gave me for Christmas in 2004, fifteen years ago. Every time I burn it, or look at the box in my room even, I think of her and share my love in heart thoughts. Also, angels respond to scents and come near those which heighten the spirit. They are repelled by awful smells, like grilling and barbeque… blood, burning flesh, alcohol, and human body waste.

I burn Govinda White Sage sticks, dried rosemary, mint or bay leaves or any flower petals I have managed to dry and save, and Palo Santo sticks. Drops of essential oils here and there (my favorite diffuser just wore out), including when rinsing yourlaundry. Citrus, Mint and Rosemary EOs together are amazing for focus and a quiet mind simulataneously. Calming Lavender is good for now, and Patchouli (had to get up and put some on just writing that!).

Be gentle and circumspect and loving. Listen to frequencies and uplifting non-440 hertz music and tones. Sing, walk, love others. Be alone and meditate and though it may be a constant effort, return to your center because the Light you are is within you. Create, connect and cherish, even if you are alone. Breathe. Breathe deeply and slowly. Breathe the word love in the sign of infinity, the breathing track, the Law of God.

THIS IS THE DAY LIGHT SHIFT

I love you and am writing to you, YOU, as you read this, you feel my love. Should my granddaughter Emily reads this, I love you. Always know that the piece of soul you were made to tear off for me when I was shunned is safe with mine in Love and Light, and you are a divine child of God. I love you all. No one can stop us from loving.

Whether today is the day, we must remember that every day is the day, every moment, every breath, to be who we have always been, divine beauty in the Eye of Our Beholder, the Most High God.

Namaste ❤

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DO YOU KNOW THIS FACE?

DO YOU KNOW THIS FACE?

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This woman was a nurse in Washington D.C. and Maryland, working at Washington Hospital Center, Bethesda Naval Hospital, and then Bon Secours and St. Agnes hospitals in Baltimore. She received her nursing degree from Washington County Hospital in Hagerstown, Maryland, a short drive from Camp David. Upon graduating nursing school, she became an assistant to leading cardiac research doctors, and was one of the country’s first critical care nurses, which at that time was called “coronary intensive care”.

She worked full-time nights in the hospitals, and had charge of one patient per shift. She controlled their respiration, fluid intake and output, post-operative care including aneuryisms, heart replacement, bypasses and stents, pain management and oversaw keeping patients in medically induced as well as natural cause [sic] comas. (She wrote their care plans while drinking scotch and smoking Salems at her breakfast room table.) She was more like an angel of death than a nurse restoring life. She drank, smoked, and took sleeping pills, amphetamines, antidepressants, diuretics, wore Jean Nate perfume and emulated Jackie Kennedy while acting like an entitled Jewish Princess. She was a “swinger”, and her husband was a four-year warship U.S. Navy musician during the Korean War, who then went on to his masters in music, was in Beatnik and jazz bands yet became a public school instrumental music teacher, deacon of his church (Lutheran) and adult choir director. They both drank alcohol daily, partner-swapped with friends, beat their children on top of the beatings she received at his hands when she voiced her unhappiness with their lifestyle. They were good-looking, fashionable, and respected in their work and the community.

Do you recognize her face? Is she in your nightmares?

Because that’s my mother.

My mother, a coronary care [sic] nurse, tortured people and monitored their responses, keeping patients on respirators, EKG, EEG and IVs, determining when to tell the doctors to drug them, and controlling – or neglecting to treat – the maintenance of their excretory functions. Her cold, Mengele-like presence is all their souls had while they hung in life’s last balance. This is who raised me, and I was early MKUltra. My first year of life was being “kept tied spread-eagled in the crib with Ace bandages, sedated with liquid opiate Paregoric, with my body functions controlled by diuretics, laxatives and enemas”… her words, admitted to me about twenty years ago.

While the memories of what was done to me in my local environment by these monstrous parents were never buried, it has taken me a lifetime to discern the shadowpast background of REM cloned constant satanic ritual abuse, and their facilitation in making me (and my brothers) available to the cloning program. What a boon it must have been for them, financially, and in terms of the sick prestige and Sixtie’s hip echelons of society they were allowed into, to have had a highly intelligent, extremely verbal and multi-talented first girl child. My memories go back as early as eight or nine months. I see the faces, I see the animals, I feel the pain and I bear scars.

End of part one of my disclosure.

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READER EMAIL FOR ALL TO BENEFIT FROM, AND I THANK YOU

READER EMAIL FOR ALL TO BENEFIT FROM, AND I THANK YOU FOR WRITING ME!

Name: [NAME REMOVED]

Email: [EMAIL REMOVED]

Comment: Hi, I am a [MIDDLE-AGED] man from [COUNTRY REMOVED]. I got your link from Aug’s blog.

I read about Lyme’s disease and suspect that Hypothyroidism / Hashimoto’s Disease / Autoimmune thyroid is also caused by some sort of parasites; which I am suffering from. Can you help me in finding a treatment for it?

Because of the above problem, I need to eat at regular intervals. Therefore, please guide me regarding water fasting or appropriate detoxing methods which I can do along with my everyday activities.

Another thing is how to cope with so much truth revealed, which is disturbing and at the same time cannot be shared with others; as they simply don’t trust and probably list me in some category like negative, weirdo or something similarly undesirable.

Thank you for the blogs. I am reading in reverse order as time permits.

Thank you for you help.

Regards,

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My reply, April 25, 2019

Thank you for your courage in reaching out to me about these issues. It has to be emphasized that you are not alone in either of them. I know that you realize this, but feel the need to impress upon you encouragement, because interestingly, when one thinks about the effects of these two topics (Hypothyroidism / Hashimoto’s / Autoimmune ~anything) and the incomparable scale of unlearning the lies taught in concert with the inevitable societal derision and shunning which follows, for the human organism, what ~could be more unsettling to the person’s core and center place of meeting life daily: to their consciousness? This question is rhetorical. Those soul saboteurs know EXACTLY how to undermine the human race. They do it exopolitically on a macro level and internally on our individual microbiology.

Please bear with me as you read this. For quite some time, I suspected that I was hypothyroid (my entire adult life, actually). When I pressed for thyroid function tests, it looked like I was low-normal range. Prior to the refusal by the medical practice to test and treat me for Lyme, as I had been attached to by at least twenty, and possibly over thirty nymph ticks, and had bull’seye rashes and began to develop sores, I had asked for successive thyroid function panels, and had begun taking certain nutraceuticals I bought (online on Amazon and eBay), and made more dietary and activity changes. Three months after the first test (not the first in my life, just the first with this medical practice in VA state, to establish a working Thyroid function baseline to compare to), after taking these NON-medical industry system nutrition supports (nutraceuticals), and the other changes I made, all healthful disciplines, the second test showed an improvement of my thyroid function. Just getting the practice to give me a copy of the printouts of these two tests was an exercise in humiliation, however, and the nurse and then the doctor each intimated that I was being a hypochondriac. I had already told them at the outset months before that my paternal grandmother had serious thyroid issues for which she was treated from the 1940’s until her death at age 103 (a long life!), and that in build and nature, she and I were very similar. I had also made it known to this practice that I was one clinical rotation away from a BA in Nursing. Still, they acted as if I was being a hypochondriac. I tried to “take the high road”, remaining polite and civil, paying my co-pays. They did not show ANY INTEREST in the positive results I reported observing/experiencing, or the visible uptick in the numbers on the T-panels after the self-treatment I was doing. Their reaction and responses were to classify me as a neurotic, pre-menopausal white female with “a psychological history and ‘family problems'”! Hmmmm. Family problems…

I HAVE BEEN AWAKE SINCE BIRTH.

Never able (you are reading the blogs in reverse order, you said, so you must have read by now (my Gravatar bio sums it up) that I have never “fit in”, or been ‘allowed’ to make headway and see success in ~any~ venture, due to the SRA MKUltra alphabet agency sabotage, even unto parental level. No wonder, “family problems”. Ha!

IT IS A CONSPIRACY AGAINST THOSE WHO HAVE HIGH VMAT2 GENE EXPRESSIONS.

If you are seeing what others can’t (or won’t / refuse to entertain even looking), you are, I believe, which is why I keep saying it, one of the Elect. So you wrote me. YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO SEE ALL THIS, YOU CAME FROM AUG’S BLOG, HELLO BROTHER.

AN ASIDE: I AM WRITING IN A TEXT FILE, WIFI ON BUT NOT QUOTE/UNQUOTE CONNECTED TO THE INTERNET. THE RAM (FUNNY HOW THE CABAL, LIKE THE SHAPE OF BREAD DOUGH WHEN NEEDING, WE ARE TAUGHT TO KNEAD IT IN THE SHAPE OF A RAM’S HEAD, AND RAM – RANDOM ACCESS MEMORY, IN COMPUTERS… THINK ABOUT IT, AS THERE ARE NO COINCIDENCES, AND BA’AL/BAPHOMET/LUCIFER HAS HIS HANDS EVERYWHERE) IS CLEAR, IT’S A LEAN, OLD MACHINE. YET EVERY FEW KEYSTROKES, WILDLY DIFFERING CONTEXTUAL MENUS COME UP, AND WILL PRACTICALLY DESTROY/ERASE MY WRITING. IT IS HARD TO DESCRIBE, BUT HAS BEEN GOING ON SINCE LATE LAST SUMMER. AS WE KNOW THAT satan WORKS THROUGH THE AETHER AND DIGITAL, I RECOGNIZE THIS AS his PHUCKERY. SO WRITING TAKES ME A WHILE, AS I HAVE TO TYPE AND CHECK VISUALLY, AND SAVE, OR RESTORE QUICKLY SO I DON’T SAVE OVER SOME DISTORTED/ERASED TEXT his MACHINATIONS DID BEFORE I CAUGHT IT. I WILL SHARE THE THING THAT HAPPENED TO THE NEW POWERBOOK I HAD HAD IN 2017 (SINCE SOLD, AND EVEN THE BUYER WAS EVIL – THAT WILL BE ANOTHER POST TO COME, WILL BACK-LINK TO THIS ONE, KEEP AN EYE OUT).

The thyroid stuff you asked about: YES IT IS PARASITES. Which ones, can we really know? With the advent of GMOs, it’s my theory that the genetic variants are innumerable now, as differing as our own DNA each to the other, and remember that now we are dealing with SYNTHETIC BIOLOGY: THESE PARASITES ARE ALSO MIRY CLAY AND METAL MIXED: DISEMBODIED SPIRITS WITHIN US.

So now I have said all that, and please forgive me for going off (rant) but I have been considering your email’s questions since I received it the day that <<<these damn phuckery menus opened twice and almost erased all I have written – three times now – between “the day that” – four now – and (five now) NOW I REBUKE YOU satan! >>> the Cathedral of Notre-Dame and its twin spires were ritually sacrificed in a collective worldwide trauma energy ritual.

To answer your first question(s) about Lyme’s, Hypothyroidism, Hashimoto’s, Autoimmune thyroid and water fasting/detoxing methods yet still be able to maintain your lifestyle as you need to, since you haven’t described other manifestations like sores, fibers, crystals, GI problems, obesity, etc (an extremely abbreviated shortlist of symptoms), the first things you can do are to switch to distilled drinking water, add bentonite clay, diatomeaceous earth and reishi mushroom (organ support in detox, and an adaptogen) to your daily diet, begin water fasts by doing a 24 hour fast, then a few days or a week later, try 48 hours, working up to what you can over time – if possible – and when not doing that, at least intermittent fast by having just one meal daily, preferably mid-day, but can be the family evening meal. Double your drinking water – a good rule of thumb is the body needs a gallon daily for metabolic needs, and the second gallon is for flushing the bad stuff out – and eat heavy metal removing things like cilantro, green tea (not the cheap Chinese brands though), and other things like onion, garlic, herbs, etc. DETOX any way you can. But MORE THAN ANYTHING, find a way to add fermented cabbage to your diet. Also do “The Master Cleanse” by adding 1tsp to 1Tbs cayenne pepper to a cup of DW (distilled water) 2-3Xdaily: this removes heartworms and other parasite plagues which cause calcium/heavy metal/fibrin circulatory system buildups. (They give dogs heartworm meds but not people, just use the search engines to look at autopsied dog hearts with heartworms – many veterinarians have a dog’s heart with the worms in a sealed jar of formaldehyde, it’s shocking, that’s what PEOPLE have, but the medical system monetized it as a thing called HEART DISEASE, to profit off us and KILL US, the Rockefeller and other cabal dark entities: PRINCES OF DARKNESS) The fermented cabbage juice – or slurry/cabbage smoothie – is Lactobacillus, and removes parasites, molds, yeasts and heavy metals over time. In June, I will have been making/using it for two years. It is more gradual and less physionomically taxing than what we people with active and debilitating life-threatening untreated Lyme / Morgellons / GMO rejection systems as canaries in the coal mine have had to do to save our lives with wormers, drugs and just impossible to list here other measures (but that is what gives me the experiential authority to advise, thank the MOST HIGH GOD ❤ ) You see, I have done a good portion of the entire sad spectrum of the treatments for these. Eventually I was able to move off the protocols and modalities that kept me from being killed by t?he infestations and body reactions/overloads, and as I healed, I was able to then REALLY begin to heal, and learned what I share here now.

So OVER TIME – some organ systems take over two years – your body will cellularly regenerate, and you will heal, and become healthier than you ever were before.

And add kelp or iodine to your daily diet. Your thryroid demands it. Not iodized sodium chloride table salt. Use Himalayan Salt, Celtic sea salt. I take the Icelandic Kelp tablets, $14.00 for a bottle of 1,000. I take four daily.

My healing thyroid journey sees me down over 50 pounds, at size 4, with wonderful sleep at night, perfect skin and energy, just glowing. Doctors know nothing, and if they do know, don’t share it.

Your second question: how to cope with so much truth.

That’s why I write here, to cope with so much truth. As humans, beings with souls, we are either responsible with what we know is true, and try to help others with the knowledge, even risking our own material welfare and standing, or we take the coward’s path and stay with the herd. We are in the most ethically challenging positions, aren’t we? It is not comfortable and not easy. IT IS SO HARD.

I gnow that you are navigating this current well, brother. My heart is like yours, and you are not alone. Use your best compassion, empathy and judgement with disclosing truth to others, or explaining what you do, or why the skies look the way they do, why a person has sores on them, etc. This path we are on makes us targets: you will lose friends (if they were truly in the first place). IT IS SO HARD TO WITNESS HOW FEW CAN SEE TRUTH. I am sorry. I feel what you do. We are here together in this time as the Destroyer comes, and the plasma arcs will take us out of this plane/third sphere and are translated to our Divine, eternal destiny.

What can you do? Please do find and read the ancient texts! They PROVE to us that that we are Children of the Light, which the elite work to hid, as they traumatize and trick us, with the climate change lie of hiding PlanetX/Nibiru/Wormwood/The Reset… I quote many passages here in these blogs for this reason! There is ONE MOST HIGH GOD the CREATOR, who is LIGHT. Sound come from light. Don’t get caught up in the over-mentalism of trying to quantify and understand all this by decoding it. We are still in spheres AKA dimensions and have ZERO IDEA of the totality of dimensions – or lack of them, which rips the paradigms of time or any other numerical/physico construct… In the texts humans from previous earth reset cataclysms, we read more truth that anywhere else available. That is why the creeps have the bases they clone us in AKA reincarnation… do we need to reverse-engineer mentally all of that to free ourselves? I do not think so! I believe we need to detox as much as possible, and live in the Light within us. So… what to do…

LOVE
BE COMPASSIONATE AND EMPATHETIC
SPEAK THE TRUTH
HAVE FAITH IN THE FACT THAT GOOD PREVAILS
BE THAT GOOD
FORGIVE YOURSELF AND OTHERS
CARE FOR YOUR BODY, WHICH IS THE HOLY TEMPLE
KNOW YOU ARE A PART OF THE LIGHT
THIS IS WHAT HAS BEEN WAITING TO HAPPEN
JUST LOVE AND BREATHE AND PRACTICE JOY WITH EACH BREATHE
WHEN YOU BECOME AFRAID – I DO, LOTS (we are only human, we have endocrine systems but can overcome them with our spiritual tools, our faith) – PICK YOURSELF UP, BRUSH YOUR KNEES OFF, SHAKE YOUR HEAD AND KEEP GOING / NEVER STOP

YOUR SPIRITUAL ARMOR TRUMPS ANY WEAPON, THE BODY AND THIS WORLD ARE ONLY DELUSIONS!

Put on the whole armor of GOD that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.
For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against rulers of the darkness of this world, against wickedness in high places.
Wherefore take unto you the whole armor of GOD, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and above all, to stand.
Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of righteousness,
And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace,
Above all, taking the shield of faith wherewith ye shall be able to quench the fiery darts of the wicked.
And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of GOD.
Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints. – Ephesians 6:10-18

THIS WORLD IS AN ILLUSION, WE EXIST AS SPIRITS EXTRADIMENSIONAL TO THESE FIVE SENSED LAYERS OF INCARNATED THEATER. IT IS THEATER! SHAKESPEARE WAS AN ILLUMINATI TOOL, exactly like Hollywood now, see my post on the Wizard of OZ if you haven’t yet!

One must listen to all sources – is that one must do so with the knowledge that all of it is programming to control the minds of the masses. This is nothing new, and has been done since the dawn of time. There is a war for the human soul, and it is organized and effected by the gameplayers, the wickedness in high places. All seen here in this realm is illusion of this dimension.
If these five senses are driven to their extremes as these parasites work to destroy our bodies as punishment (or scapegoated example) for not staying silent and playing their game, it is still and only forever ILLUSION THAT THEY WOULD SOMEHOW WIN. For losing this body frees our souls to our eternal goal. We are only here to be refined, and we choose our eternal address.

THE SOUL’S OPPORTUNITY IS THE REFINER’S FIRE
“Pleasure never comes unadulterated, and no form of goodness, which man seeks to promote, is unencumbered with restriction. Nevertheless, there is no form of goodness, which is unproductive of happiness in the hands of those governed with wisdom. Joy and sorrow, pain and pleasure, success and failure are all moulding processes operating on the spirits and natures of man. Neither of the opposites is of less importance than the other.” – Kolbrin SOF:16:3

❤ I hope my response here helps you ❤
DETOX, LOVE, USE YOUR SPIRITUAL ARMOR. WE HAVE ALREADY WON. THE 3D WORLD IS THEIR SOULTRAP. REMEMBER THAT. REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE. ❤

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BONUS POSTSCRIPT FROM A NOTE I’D MADE IN EARLY JANUARY; RELEVANT: The below offers insight into two things: why I have been unable to overlook trauma systems in any environment I am in (cradle to grave), and why the CIA put so much effort into recruiting me in 12th grade, coming to [my high school] five times and calling me into the principal’s office, calling me at home in the evenings. I resolutely said no, rejecting them from a gut level of knowing.
“In psychic space, the more you hide something, the brighter it shines.” – Russell Targ, Physicist and CIA Psychic Researcher, spoken during banned TED Talk https://youtu.be/hBl0cwyn5GY

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

END DAYS QUILT OF WORMWOOD PRECOGNITION – YOU HAVE TO LOOK!

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In 2015, my granddaughter Emily (yes, that is my daughter’s name too) and I designed a quilt together, she chose the fabrics, I suggested the pattern, she approved it, and I finished it in time for her very sad Christmas since her mommy died. (There was a delay of a few years while I self-treated for the illuminati-created “diseases” of Lyme and Morgellons.) You can see that the quilt represents a figure within a figure in the shape of kimonos, representing my overarching love with wings as my DNA carries my sleeping loved ones still in the matrix through the portal Wormwood is bringing.

Emily's Quilt, by @EatingToAscend 2018

And you see Niburu itself, the red tiger-striped fabric sphere, outsizing the bucolic (we wish!) earth realm.

I have been working on a retrospective of my artwork, and while at my desk processing photographs, I looked up at the wall above my monitor, a pastiche of images and words, like a vertical file, and there I saw the meaning of this quilt.

How to tell your loved ones? I tried telling my adult children and it essentially became a coffin-nail on my sanity lid in their eyes! I have not spoken of this to my granddchildren, except in my prayers, and my writing, which, will they read? IT IS WRITTEN ON THEIR HEARTS THOUGH, BEING OF MY DNA AND SPIRIT, REGARDLESS OF THIS FALLEN WORLD AND FALLEN PARENTS, FAMILY MEMBERS AND FRIENDS STILL ASLEEP IN THE MATRIX.

If you have read this far, look at my HARD SUN SERIES review, where I address this cataclysm of pain and love and responsibility for knowing.

I love YOU. Happy Birthday Emily as you turn 14 tomorrow. You are blessed and good and need not worry. It will all be perfect in the end.

 

In Memory of Nichole Travers Little Cabana, recount of visitation

Added the visitation…

THE ASCENSION DIET

#TRIGGERWARNING
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Nichole, Bean Hollow, 2012

I was called last night by my daughter-in-law’s roommate, who realized no one had told me that she overdosed last week. I had been with her two days before, taking gifts for her and my granddaughter (named after my daughter and Nichole’s twin sister).

I stand against you Satan until my last breath fighting your evil in this life we are all in in this world you have corrupted and lives you destroy.

I am so sad for my granddaughter, she is not yet 14. Nichole’s twin sister, her mom and siblings and friends. I am loving each of you. Sending all my love.  Doing all I can to not cry and produce trauma energies for their collection.

Nichole had begun to embrace the knowledge I was sharing. (She had seen Afflicted, before our reuniting after a few years being separate – her ability to forgive…

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How To Overcome Betrayal, Rejection and Loss of Who You Love

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Just open yourself up and expose yourself. And if you’re wounded, let LOVE flow out of the wounds.

DIVINE LOVE DOES NOT DRAW BACK OR TURN AWAY. DIVINE LOVE TOTALLY EXPOSES ITSELF AT THE COST OF EMBARRASSMENT, SHAME OR BETRAYAL.

LOVE CAUSED JESUS TO EXPOSE HIMSELF TOTALLY ON THE CROSS.

LOVE DOESN’T HIDE. LOVE DOESNT WITHDRAW, LOVE DOESN’T TURN AWAY, LOVE DOESN’T COVER UP.

THE WOUNDS IN THE FLESH ONLY EXPOSE LOVE AND OPEN A WAY FOR IT TO FLOW FORTH.

WHEN YOU’RE ABOUT TO BE WOUNDED BY SOMEBODY YOU LOVE, WHAT DO YOU DO, TURN AWAY? DEFEND YOURSELF? RESIST? OR EXPOSE YOURSELF?

LOVE EXPOSES ITSELF WITHOUT MEASURE AND NEVER HOLDS BACK.

YOU REMAIN THERE, HOLDING SPACE, LOVE CONNECTING PERFECTLY AND INFINITELY.

LOVE IS THE MOST POWERFUL FORCE IN THE UNIVERSE.

I LOVE YOU MY GRANDDAUGHTER. STAY STRONG MY DARLING. YOU MAY NEVER READ THIS BUT I AM WRITING IT HERE. REMEMBER SITTING NEXT TO ME, WHEN I TOLD YOU THAT LOVE CONQUERS ALL. YOU ARE LOVED BEYOND MEASURE.

You are enfolded in my wings every moment every day, and covered with Love and protection, my darling. I hold that piece of soul you tore off and you have all of mine protecting you with God. The suffering will ease, my dear child. LOVE HEALS ALL. YOU ARE COVERED IN LOVE <3<3<3 ~Gramma

In Memory of Nichole Travers Little Cabana, stolen from life on December 20, 2018

#TRIGGERWARNING
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Nichole, Bean Hollow, 2012

I was called last night by my daughter-in-law’s roommate, who realized no one had told me that she overdosed last week. I had been with her two days before, taking gifts for her and my granddaughter (named after my daughter and Nichole’s twin sister).

I stand against you Satan until my last breath fighting your evil in this life we are all in in this world you have corrupted and lives you destroy.

I am so sad for my granddaughter, she is not yet 14. Nichole’s twin sister, her mom and siblings and friends. I am loving each of you. Sending all my love.  Doing all I can to not cry and produce trauma energies for their collection.

Nichole had begun to embrace the knowledge I was sharing. (She had seen Afflicted, before our reuniting after a few years being separate – her ability to forgive and love was great.) Before I left last Monday (her twin was with us all day too, us three girls like in old times years past) she said she was wrapping her mind around it, it made her forehead hurt. HER PINEAL WAS OPENING. Praise the MOST HIGH.

Note From Nichole, age 15

LOVE HAS WINGS LOVE HAS WINGS LOVE HAS WINGS

LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE

I love you Nichole. I lift you up to our Creator, the Most High. He knows everything you were considering and trying to understand. He knows your heart. Your heart is Good. We are all trauma victims.

Added on January 13, 2019:

I have been writing a book called SUPERNATURAL IN MY LIFE. I did not know that Nichole had died until the 26th when her roommate (the one who followed the advice in my post DO THIS WHEN YOU REFUSE A VACCINE) called. There I was, sending texts, emails, leaving voice messages after the 18th when we were last together. I have had supernatural things occur as long as I can remember, back to age two. Never forgotten.
I wrote this early on the morning of December 21st. I write so much that this was ‘backburnered’ in my mind until, reading aloud to my friend the chapters I have finished in the book. This dear friend who helped me have my granddaugher’s weighted blanket custom-made and shipped to her because his own son almost OD’d on fentanyl just two weeks before Nichole did. (This is true #empathy.) He has known me since I was 20, old friends with the my children’s grandparents. As I began to read the most recent event of December 21st, I realized Nichole had come to visit.
Here is what I wrote, less than twenty-four hours from her death, less than 25 miles from her body in the mortuary, without knowing – NO ONE TOLD ME – she had died.

4AM WALKED INTO KITCHEN IN DARK FOR WATER, THERE WAS A FLASH OF ENERGY, December 21, 2018

At about 4AM I walked naked (I usually wear sleep clothes now, for rapture preparedness, but last night felt constricted, irritated skin, dry?) into the kitchen for lemon water (alkaline) and as I took my first step past the threshold of my bedroom door into the kitchen space there was a very fast, very intense, tight small flash of light that immediately disappeared through the wall below the window – toward the graveyard. It was very fast, very intense, very concentrated and very real and it happened like a hand clap and was gone. I felt as I poured my water like a presence lingered. I believe it was a disembodied spirit, and was keeping place with the art materials I am giving Emily. I photographed them yesterday and sent the photos to Cherie, Nichole’s roommate, since Nichole’s phone is off right now. The two boxes of art supplies are full of love. Just as when I experienced the spirit throwing my portfolio then book at the Little’s, and heard the footsteps running in the hall, so did Mamaux, just as a spirit came out of my unplugged, turned off Powerbook in 2017, this was real. It is in form like the whirl of manifestation of a jinn in cartoons. Genie. An entity.
I am so glad I am moving from here, and getting away from these demons concentrated in this forsaken church building place of pain and death. This dead town full of zombies. Not that any other location does not have them. But this ground I live on is literally full of death, being a graveyard, and old church from 1870 whose founder/minister the owners disinterred when they put in the basement steps.
If you want to see a human spirit leaving the body, watch the video at the bottom of this blog post… 

BREATH OF LIFE

A site I have been going over is Spiritual Science Research Foundation. We have been lied to since – easily the pre-Pharaonic era of Egypt. Plato, Socrates and Solon spoke of these mysteries. The elite have diluted us to shells of who we really are. Whether you realize it or not (I see it in your struggle of duality, in you, see it easily as in myself), the struggle is so real and getting more tangibly difficult. The reason is that things are changing so fast now with the electromagnetic, cosmological and dimensional (timeshift) changes. This is why they are building the FEMA camps, creating One World Govt, martial law, the social credit system, cryptocurrency, etc. The solar/space/emf grid programs. Common Core mis-education. Vaccines. On and On and On.
In this site, they explain the three components making up the percentage of a person; their balances and the meaning. If the bodily falls to less than 20%, the person will dematerialize. I have experienced this is minor, partial ways during fasting and detox. I have felt my body move through space and time as I thought I perceived it – habitually – as if I was moving through waves of aether, like a vapor mirage radiating effect, looking down at myself. I have even written notes and arranged items in these times, in case I did “disappear”.

I … think I … am still here.

Is that because I am thought-generated? Thoughts not my own. The inner knowing/gnosis when thoughts stop and the heart speaks is the me of Love and Creation, creations of these souls I miss (family) who are… in the matrix.

So what most fulfills me now is sending waves of love to everyone I love. To those from my body, and those related. And to everyone who has been traumatized. That’s all of us.
Long ago I could not take city buses. I would cry, seeing how people treated each other. I went to “a therapist” – a mistake – who said I had “universal depression”/was depressed for the universe.

When I first started going it was in 1987, after my brother suicided. I took a list of questions, and the first question – most important – was “Can we incorporate spirituality into my therapy?” She said no, we would focus on getting the basics and that could come later. I actually saw her again about 6 years ago, for issues related to my divorce from the secretly-trangender Washington DC newsman and his having stolen all I owned from me in basically what is a court-sanctioned theft and life-destruction. I saw her for only a few sessions because it was worthless to me. Do you know what the first thing she said to me was, after years of having not seen me?
“I want to apologize to you for not letting you address spiritual issues in your therapy when we started years ago.”
That woman, I found out, randomly almost, was an ex-Catholic nun and a repressed lesbian who never married or had children. I never knew that about her all those years. That person advised me on how to destroy my family.
So now I advise anyone who asks me about therapy to avoid it, that finding a therapist who acts from a place of true love and understanding just isn’t possible within the paradigms of this world.
They are all a part of the agenda by the alphabet elites to destroy humanity.
Now that was a rather detouresque sidebar!

To apply this dematerialization concept to life now is a good idea. Raising our vibrations in the face of this 5G, heavy metal, agenda of hatred of all things good onslaught. I look at my children and their spouses, and they are all into witchcraft and paganism and mythology and all things nephilim, based on their beliefs, which are a product of this world. It is breaking my heart. Yet I transcend even that, with LOVE.

I keep sending them ALL my love. I keep my hands busy making them things, writing them things.
I LOVE THEM. I MADE THESE HUMANS IN MY BODY. My names include Mom and Gramma. (Not getting into the cloning part yet, here.)
I was traumatized, and they inherited trauma I inherited. What they do not realize is that through the renewal of spirit by Yehushua / God – the LIGHT – we are reborn and the contract with trauma is ended. In the strong delusion of acceptance and inverted ~Isms of this last cataclysmic age, they are completely MATERIALIZED, and of this world.
The strong delusion.

And for this cause God shall send them strong delusion, that they should believe a lie:” 2 Thessalonians 2:11

BUT the scalar force of LOVE through DNA carries. I carry that knowledge and in moments of frailty in echoes of implanted pain I go within and love them.

LOVE HAS WINGS.

LOVE BREAKS THE CHAINS.

LOVE CARRIES.

OUR LUNGS ARE WHERE OUR WINGS ATTACH. (This is a thought you can’t unthink now.)