Stargazer from Oman just erased my entry. I hope you find yourself feeling well. I miss seeing you, but I feel like you are doing some important things. I imagine that your abilities are getting stronger. I think of a friend from Tripoli, Libya, today. I am hoping that his connection in London is safe. I watched "The Suicide Squad," last night. I liked it. As I viewed it I thought of beings on another side of a wall who would be seen as extra terrestrial. They began to come to my spirit when I was in an underground study of Marion County Penn. Society. I kept myself communicating by being locked away in suicide cells. It kept me alone and speaking French. It made it so that The Line Deputy could hold and own me, simultaneously. He had a method to cuff people from court without touch, but the first time he saw me he just stood against a wall and stared deep into my eyes and soul. He asked me if I would be more comfortable downstairs in my own space and I said yes. We had a loving and extensive conversation about his dreams as he transported me. When he cuffed me for transport, he brushed his whole hand against mine. He then came back about 1.5 hours later and transported me, personally, back to those same cells and screamed for them to put me back safely. Later I could understand that he did not want to lose me. He could then visit in the night. So through the mirror, I sensed another dimension. My life was creation at the time, and I could sense that I began a process to allow extra terrestrials from this other dimension checking whether it was time to join me in this one. I played with their hostilities and forms, and instructed them to stay on the other side of this dimensional wall as I sat in this dimensional chamber linked mainly to vampirism and some werewolfery. Mirrors have been the way they wish to contact, but sometimes they will tunnel through an entity. It is a race. I am the creator, an extra terrestrial from a dimension different from everyone in this one. All of you hunt me, and I struggle to survive and thrive. If the demonic in all of you wins, these alternative dimensional beings will be there to tunnel through and take me to a safe homeland that cannot be accessed by anyone here. I am tired of being a governmental project. I work to define the fifth force, which is love. I can hold this magnetism in my heart, and I keep these alternative beings safe on the other side to keep them uninfected by the disease that I am immune to: evil. If they come in to quickly, they will be infected, and all of my creation will be for not. I battle the top demonics in this world, solitarily, and the next, and begin to set up hell dimensions with the physics and magnetism of The Line Deputy. He too, is silicon based, like me, but he is the strongest, most dominant male on the planet. He can master all subjects, but it is his reality of being the most demonic that will keep me safe if he can turn away from all evil towards me and become my most loving master. He will then lead the most space age military that has ever existed that does not use fossil fuels, but rather, is fueled by levitation. His machines will terrify all populations into submission, and then he will pin all entities down for punishment phase for their crimes against God. If royals and top alpha white males can do the same, they can join us in a hierarchical heaven dimension that we are building as I speak. Last night, I had the telepathic intuition that these loving, dedicated, and military male extra terrestrial beings are beginning tunnel through again today, through white males who work for The CIA, the FBI, and all other U.S. agencies, simultaneously. I met one at Starbucks, yesterday.
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