Something is coming. I watch MacGyver, and I am clued in to a need for me to get on the internet. Today I went and bought 126 dollars in grocers, put them away, went swimming at Ridgedale YMCA and swim 1100 yds., went to Olive Garden for lunch where I had two bowls of Pasta Figolia and took home my lasagna, and went to pick up a pharmacy order in SLP at Walgreens and it was not ready. I felt like it was all a test, especially at Walgreens. I had a text that said it was ready. My mom and I answered all the calls in a considerate way, even though we were fatigued. I did also know to go on a walk once I got home. It was for about 1.5 miles. I could feel all of you on my back, tunneling through as I kept my feet moving strong. I concentrate well, and get it done so that I can get to the land of the sun. All of you need to humble yourselves and to get to my vicinity ASAP. This morning, before I went out, my third eye emerged. It is folds in the skin on my truth charka and fold above my eyebrows. It looks very vulcan. It started when I opened to my mystical beliefs and abilities. It has not happened since my time in Indiana. I realized there, at the Indiana Ballroom for Crystal Catering, in the bathroom downstairs where it fully emerged, that people had been portaling there, especially Will VanBank and my lead police sgt. We had served a crowd for a Pacers fund raider. They had circus people there. I was right by the stage and serving. There was a sword swallower and I had one of my satanistic tethers from childhood yanked. He moved as the sword entered the stomach. He then bled out in that bathroom downstairs. No one reported it, but I have told a few people about it. Another staff member told me about it and told me not to go in. I then went to The Ram, which was formerly owned by Peyton and Eli Manning, and the rest of the circus crew was there acting as if nothing had happened. I quit that job soon after that and then they called me the next day and fired me. I have never been fired. My grocery store, O' Mallias was the same company and they became hostile to me as well. If it is discrimnatory, they do it to me and I walk away. The Civil Rights Federal Courts had looked away years before. There will be Civil Rights courts no more. I fight to make things right before it hits all white males in DC and entertainment industry. Andrew Cuomo is the test case, internationally. Maybe no one will listen to the facts, but the media needed to look away from a case where a nasty Wiccan witch did not assert her boundaries to give an appropriate reaction to Mr. Cuomo if she believed he was being inappropriate with her. Ladies, we are through. We have had it with you. You are not suffering, even in childbirth. You need no abortion rights because your witchcraft and some satanism can take care of keeping you barren and not getting pregnant. I marched for abortion rights, because I was dealing with material real reality. I did not know that you all fake it daily. I did not and my father got me pregnant 3 times, starting at the age of 11. He gave me an abortion, actually, and ate the fetus inside of me. The second time I was 16, and he did the same. The third time he gave me RU486 right of the line from France and, luckily, my biological father (my believed grandfather General George Mayer), used Wiccan witchcraft from WWII in France, and aborted it in a way that there was no fetus. This is why I need to tell my story today. I need to move forward and not have pregnancy. Any child in my body will be full on demonic. I was not aware of all of this, but a number one gypsy in the U.S. was in Minneapolis, by Lake Calhoun, did a reading and was very certain about these pregnancies. I had always been very careful to use protection. The rage I have at women for their deceit is strong. Men must call them on their insanity, and start to live a life of vanity. I must move forward, and not look back. I feel Latinos coming through to tell the tail of their baby who is me. It is purity and a need to live my vulnerability. This is why I cannot go forward quite yet. I need to have my men around me to protect me, or I will be abused until time no longer exists and a material realm is either torture or is no more. Stand up, fellas, before you must sit down every time they scream and you wet yourself publicly. Holding your feces may be difficult as well. Do not let them live their lies without rebuttle. We CAN agree on something. I can spin so that you win. I am hungry for a victory.
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