I no jive with the hive~

It has happened under my watch, largely unnoticed by those of my generation. Too attached to our own offspring to be objective, we have played a willing hand in what is on the horizon for us all. Unless of course, we collectively wake up. While there are always incredible minds beyond the grid of mass indoctrination, this essay does not speak to them. They perhaps more than I, are painfully aware that what I have observed, is true. I hope I am able to give a proper voice to their concerns, as well.

As I type this, I am powerless to stop the creation of a human hive. I have relegated myself to watch with morbid fascination, at the ultimate power of human programming; on steroids. Perhaps it is easier to detect, when you run on an antiquated version of Bewitched, and I dream of Jeanie, like I do. But I am truly thankful my particular day in the sun did not include service to a Queen, other than myself. I am grateful that the unsophisticated programs of my youth, were easier to dismiss or break free from.

The trendy kids of today, are not so lucky. Decades of perfected group think, has been used on them from the moment of their inception. They cannot see, what we do. And because they cannot, it is not their “truth” or their “reality”. They think they are all so freaking original with their hair full of skittles, and yet they all look the same to me, like a mad rainbow of water-colored vomit.

They are not original in any way. The flower children of the 60s beat them to the LSD spiked punch, albeit without the awesome hair care products. These kids are not breaking new ground. They parrot the same canned ideology spewed by the media, and they call it being  “woke”.  They blame their parents for leaving them a train wreck, no different than any generation that has proceeded them.  They have no understanding of the past, and are doomed to leave their own kids a future of mental incarceration someday, as a result. They are victims of the diabolical, and have become their loudest gate keepers, to date. A total buzz kill to be sure.

This should actually scare the hell out of humanity, but we are too weak to care. Rendered distracted and useless, by devices and vices designed to do just that; brilliantly. We are collectively lying on a soft bed of luxury, if we have time to contemplate all the various genders, to express our sexuality with. This is extinction level fuckery for the “animal farm”, and if it wasn’t for the ‘Watchers’…we would likely be herded towards our own demise -once machines are capable of entirely replacing us.

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Welcome to dystopian Planet Earth circa 2019.

There is nothing new under the sun, and it is all quite meaningless…

Or is it?

There are competing agendas for the globalization of our species. To learn more about our utopian version, please visit: http://www.illuminatiofficial.org/globalist-agenda/?utm_source=illuminati&utm_medium=menu&utm_campaign=ilmenu

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When the Light is on The Mark!!

As many of you are aware, I have a tattoo of  ‘The Mark ‘ on my right wrist that I got when Jewel Torres came to visit me in Phoenix, in Jan 2018. Having both spent far too much time in the church, we loved the delicious irony of the name of our tattoos, as well as the placement. (The Mark on our Wrists) We loved that we got them, but we were certain our artist was fresh out of school, given the obvious imperfections in his work. But we loved them, and we loved getting them done; together.

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My Mark

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Side by Side

Over time, mine showed signs of micro scarring, (blank spots where the ink did not take properly), which was not nearly as bothersome to me, as the iris being off center. The two things combined, really bugged me. So today, I decided to do something about it, and went into a tattoo shop by my house to inquire about having it fixed.

Having found myself feeling extremely confident in the artist I consulted with, I sat down on the spot -to let Issac make the adjustments we spoke about. In the course of our conversation, trigger words and mantras, like integrity, critical thinking, don’t ever give up, keep going no matter what, flew between us as naturally as if they had been divinely scripted.

Eventually of course, the conversation turned to The Illuminati, due to the symbolism of The Mark itself.  We were shocked to discover that he had only a few days before, downloaded a copy of The Eternal Oath he hadn’t signed yet!  Although I bet he will tonight, Lol I mean… what are the freak odds Issac!?

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Anyway, I was able to share more information about the outreach, and tell him about my book, and he in turn shared a brief version of his life from prison to his present understanding. I was so excited, because I know IAM digs it when folks crawl out of the ditch, and climb over their dominos! I knew they would want to watch This guy closer!

It was all very surreal to meet a brother out of nowhere, and being able to invite him to join us; personally. He is everything IAM looks for in a human, and it was amazing watching his eyes Light up, as he became more animated in  sharing his journey with me. There was no doubt for either of us, I was there by “appointment”, even though I was a walk in!

I am really just so blown away, I am having a hard time articulating myself. But it sure makes sense now, why I was drawn to this particular shop! I always glanced towards it on my way home.

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As you can see, he did an incredible job of reviving my Mark. I freaking love how he not only fixed it, but made it FABULOUS! He even used some white outlining, to make it pOp! This is it under the protective coating designed to aid healing.  I will add more images to this little shout out, once it heals and I get back over there to grab a photo of us together. Suffice to say, it was an incredible experiences getting my tat rehabbed today~

Here are Issac’s deets, if you happen to live in the Phoenix Metro area~

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Remember, Issac was improving upon someone elses work. I actually asked for the Tat to be simple in form, like it appears.

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Artist: Issac Mack

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While you wait~

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I am often asked what someone should do while they wait to learn the results of their prerequisites. I hate having to answer this question, because it shows right away they have not read ILLUMINATIAM, The First Testament of the Illuminati. Something I just cannot fathom, if you have chosen this path.

For the life of me, I cannot understand why someone would follow an organization or ideology, and not actually read everything they have published about it, to date. It is akin to claiming to be a Christian, and never reading the Bible. It is not only lazy, it demonstrates to me immediately that person prefers their ignorance, and is currently not a leader. You guys need to understand that leaders do not beg for the crumbs of others, only sheep do that. Lions such as myself, hunt down their own food, and thrive because we are well fed by our own efforts. If you think The Illuminati is unaware of your choice to remain ignorant, you are sadly mistaken. They are looking for leaders, not the lazy.

To put this in a way that most of you will understand, I have learned everything I know through The Illuminati’s publicly released messages. At this time, I do not have have access to anything different that anyone else does. So I find it unsettling that so many claim they want to be a part of this organization, and yet know zero about it. Even though they can find everything they need to know, online. Even their book can be purchased for only .99 cents in digital form on Amazon. 

The Illuminati has made everything easily accessible for all. For me, there are no excuses for not doing the necessary research to learn more, unless you are living in a country who has blocked every link IAM has. And even if this is the case, you all seem to have access to Facebook, and there are a myriad of groups there that are geared towards helping those with access issues. Never mind my online radio station, that has literally everything ever printed by the IAM, in audio form there.

If you want to know what I personally think you should do while you wait on IAM, beyond what has been shared by them in their book, here it is:

SEEK

STUDY

SHARE

& SERVE

 

Link to The Illuminati online

Link to iMARK Radio

 

 

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Looking for input ASAP!

If you have ever been a part of Council 22’s history, I would love for you to chime in here. I am currently finishing up my next book titled:

Initiate of the Illuminati

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From the perspective of history’s 1st verified Level 1.1 Initiate

It is a tell-all from my personal experience, but I am wanting to include some snippets from other Initiates in the chapter dedicated to the Council. I am specifically looking for comments, quotes or experiences from the point of view of those who actually participated in c22, and would like to share their perspective. Anything that will add to the historical record, is encouraged as well.

This is your chance to add to our Initiate history!

Please leave your contribution here, or send it to imarkradio@gmail.com to be considered for inclusion. Also include the name you would like used when quoting you. You deadline to do so, is April 22nd 2019.

THANK YOU!!

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Invited to Rank

Invited to Rank?

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I never really gave it much thought.

Not serious thought anyway.

I don’t believe for a minute I would ever be invited to rank. Surely that is an honor reserved for the best and brightest on this planet. Unlike the clamoring masses at the base of IAMs pyramid, I do not see myself on par with whoever has already made it into this exclusive club. Since I do not see myself as one of them, I really haven’t given the possibility, any real thought. So yeah, I really did not let my mind go there. I mean, why would I?

 I recently turned 58. It took me 2 years and 8 months to reach Level 1.1. If there were only 3 Levels, with 3 sub levels, it would still take approx 27 years, before I would get though all the Citizen Member Initiate Levels!  In other words, I would be 78 years old. Hardly a probable option for a group who was rumored to have once said, they didn’t trust anyone over 30!

Be all that as it may,  a brother-friend recently asked me, what I would say to The Illuminati, if they were to ask me to join their ranks. Let me tell ya. I ignored him the first time he asked. But he asked again. And even though I did not answer him the second time either, it really got me thinking. I needed an answer to that question for myself. Just in case. Given that I have been pissy-pot-pie, spitting nails mad and considering a break-up with IAM for about 6 months at the time he asked,  it really kinda jerked me up short and caused me to do some SERIOUS soul searching. Could I be obediently “lifetime-loyal” to a group I have no full understanding of, and who’s ways have flat out pissed me off at times? I certainly have been loyal to lesser men. HA! Plus, I managed to remained loyal, even in anger, so MAYBE? I mean, I don’t know??!! These guys know EVERYTHING about me and I know ZIP about them! Talk about an uneven playing field. 

But we ain’t playin’.

And this is NO game, is it…?

The more I thought about, the more consequential this question became for me.

What would I do?

No really…

What will you do V?!

Since I do not anticipate being asked, I was finding it hard to even image. I had to sit with it for several days, before I came close to anything resembling an answer. It honestly took awhile to get my head in that game enough to visualize someone coming to my door with an invitation, or whatever they do. I am not sure if that is what they do, but a call would seem distant and surreal, so in my mind they would have to show their faces for me to believe it was real. I truly could not imagine any of that.

I grappled with bringing such an fantasy to life. So much so, I was reminded about how stagnant my line of thinking had become, prior to having met IAM. I literally had zero vision for my future at the time. If someone had said I had won $10,000 to plan the vacation of a lifetime, I would not have any idea what-so-ever where to go. I could not even dream about taking a luxurious vacation much less imagine myself as someone the mysterious, and merited Illuminati would find any value in.

However, I needed to know what I would choose in advance; just in case.

The first thing that occurred to me when considering the possibility was… Do I trust these faceless, unknown strangers enough, to sign an eternally binding oath of obedience? An oath I could never renounce.  A forever and ever AMEN, Oath?!!

Let’s face it, that trumps marital vows exponentially. Now I don’t know about you dear Beacons, but trust is a pivotal aspect of any relationship in my world. Signing a lifelong oath of loyalty, is akin to getting married only more binding, by far. Needless to say, there is no way I could take this question as lightly as I did my choices in marriage. I was really struggling to find a way to say YES to folks I know little to nothing about. At the time, a enthusiastic ‘yes’ would just not come in for a landing. Trust me when I say there is another draft of this article that has an entirely different ending, and it was written first.

It just doesn’t seem prudent to consider jumping into bed with people I do not know. And yet, there is a kind of ‘knowing’ I have with these guys which I cannot necessarily articulate. I ‘knew’ their voice the minute they called, so can I really say they are strangers to me? Not really. No. There is a familiarity I cannot explain, but exists none the less. There really was a knowing inside of me, to balance out the unknown, which at the end of the day actually provided the answer I sought. I went with my gut, because there isn’t enough data to go full on logical.

When I try to imagine who The Illuminati might be in real life, I think of those that are listed in the Billionaire Giving Pledge (see http://www.givingpledge.org) After all, mention of these remarkable humans come under the heading of “About Us” on IAMs official site. Surely there are those who have taken the pledge that are truly Illuminati? If you take the time to read their individual responses to Bill and Melinda Gate’s invitation to participate, you might get the same goosebumps as I do. These folks are FANTASTIC! Far more fabulous that I for sure. That level of giving definitely says Humanitarian, for sure!!

That is my measure.

THEM.

To be clear, it’s already my great pleasure to support The Illuminati as is. EVEN if I am not deemed fit to dine at their tables. I will enthusiastically serve them, regardless! I do not expect these brilliant humans, would care to dine with the likes of me. I know I am an acquired taste even if I am a ‘nobody’, in every sense of the word. I cannot imagine the elite of this planet needing anything from a mouthy, spiritually driven, emotive gal, such as myself. Plus I am not sure I am intelligent enough, although I do believe I possess the level of integrity the seek. Although I would add a considerable amount of color and perhaps a little comedy to the group -that you can be sure of!

But back to the question at hand, what would I actually say, if I was approached to join the ranks of the Lights most elite, intelligent, and philanthropic humans on the planet? Truthfully, I would likely CRY like a little girl first! Or be too flabbergasted to even speak. Once the initial shock wore off though, I would respond by saying I have a few questions first. Then I would probably need to sleep on it.

OMG!

I couldn’t sleep!!

I think I would just need some time with it, alone. This of course, is assuming they did not already anticipate my questions and/or concerns, and alleviate them from word go. Although I am completely content and fulfilled to be a Community Leader in their public outreach, it would absolutely be an honor to serve them more deeply, in anyway they need me to. For as long as they deem me worthy, to do so.

So, all that being said, and assuming of course, you guys are not the Archons…

My reply would be a diamond hard MAYBE IAM!

(Wink)

 

What would your answer be dear Beacons? I would LOVE to hear what you are thinking! Please be advised, your answers could end up in my next book~

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Kicking and Screaming~

I’ve been really sick.

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I was really sick & tired for about 6 months.

 

When I quit smoking, it sent me straight to Hell and into Hypothyroidism that went unchecked for 3 months. As a result, I gained 5 pounds a week for 8 weeks in a row, pouring a swift and staggering 40lbs onto my petite frame. Far more than the standard 10 lbs one can expect, from the slow down to the system that smoking cessation typically creates. It was the freaking WORST!!

I was miserable!

And I do mean MISERABLE, in every possible way!!

Not only did I suffer the worst that Hypothyroidism could throw at me: Puffy face, extreme fatigue, hoarseness, muscle weakness, heart palpitations, shortness of breath, zero concentration, weight gain, more hair loss, and some bonus depression. I had to deal with the withdrawals from smoking, on top of all that! It threw me into a radical, personal pole shift, no doubt about it. There was so much going on with my body that I had no control over, I was a veritable stranger in my own skin. I hated every other ounce that had found it’s way into every area of my body. I was an emotional shipwreck, washed up onto territory that was completely foreign to me.  I had no idea what to do with myself, besides consult a physician and possibly a psychiatrist. I was all but lost, without my 40 year constant companion, who could always calm me down.

I WAS IN CONSTANT PAIN.

I was afraid that was my new normal.

My body hurt everywhere but especially my legs and my hands. I felt like a balloon that had been blown up too quickly, just shy of the popping point. I felt like I was as full as one could possibly be, without actually exploding. Carrying this new weight HURT! I was too damn tired to carry it, too! It hurt physically like I would never have imagined, but also it hurt me mentally too. It really threw me to the ground in a way nothing had before. I thought, WOW… IAM really found me weak point now, good for them!

I’m SCREWED.

I was not a gal that ever really worried about how she looked, and certainly not my weight, so this was very left field for me. But with the world potentially watching me turn into Violet Beauregarde from Willy Wonka, my pain was magnified by raw embarrassment and the idea that my enemies would actually delight in my suffering. 

I found myself facing all the fears, every human who does not feel perfect, faces. This fear was tangible, and quite the heavy low down. I suddenly felt a monumental heaviness for every overweight person on the planet, who felt they did not measure up to the impossible standards, of a freaking hanger. I developed sympatico for the kind of worries only high profile folks are subject to that I previously had no understanding of.  It is bad enough having to hit a low cycle in your life, it is exponentially more horrific doing so, while god and everyone is watching. I felt for every single one of us, and it made me cry.

A lot.

I am not going to lie, there were times that I wished with all my heart, I would just go to sleep and not wake up, so I could avoid the ongoing humiliation and the colossal amount of work that lay ahead. I absolutely did not want to face what I needed to, to get past this hurdle. I did not want to do this!! I was pissy-pot-pie on pep pills. I was dragging my tail behind me like a 800 lb leash. I was spitting nails angry that I would have to undo, what never should have occurred to begin with -had my doctor been a better advocate for my health. I knew the only way to get through this terrible turn of events, was going to require a whole bunch of effort on my part to fix.  I cannot even describe how pissed off I was about it.  Brad can though. He knows. He was my primary higher witness. He was the one I reached out to for the most part, although Papa and Christine were there for me also.

I called Brad a lot, so he caught the brunt of my furious rage. I called him crying, screaming, ranting, whimpering and too angry to speak. I called him just about every single day for months, working myself into lather almost every time I did.  He witnessed my death throes and I promise you, it wasn’t pretty. I had no way to dial myself down without a cigarette! I was screaming to the moon without a safety harness. I am convinced Brad must have put me on mute to get through the bulk of it. The endless repetition would have driven me crazy, but Brad took it like, he was actually paid to deal with me. No really. That is exactly how I would describe it. He really was a rock, on the other side of my hard place. I was frozen in my angst for months, before I was able to get moving again. My anger had eclipsed everything in my life, and I had become a shadow unto myself. 

The most horrific part of this for me was, dealing with the mirror. The one staring back at me was “Consumption V”, the version of myself who drank far to much to avoid her pain. I buried her almost 11 years ago, and here she was again, bloated and ready to gloat. It was incredibly hard to face her. I did not get sober and quit killing myself slowly, to face HER again!! Her very presence added insult to injury, and damn near pushed me, over the edge of myself. 

I was absolutely distraught.

INCONSOLABLE; REALLY.

Literally everything I knew how to do to move pass this, I ignored. I was obsessively hanging black crepe, in an effort to hide the terrible truth. The terrible truth was, there was no short cut! There was no easy fix. There was no savior on their way to magically fat burn me down and spit me out fabulous! I was ultimately going to have to move all the way through this alone, and it was going to take a tremendous amount of effort on my part, to do so. 

Grrrrrrrr(SPIT)Hisssssssss~

After a couple of professional examinations of my heart, and lungs, I got off my fat arse and started moving. It was my second attempt to do so. I had started with the gym the moment I became a non-smoker, but had to pause until my doc could figure out what was going on with my body. When I first started “Striding” (a combo of running, walking & occasionally some interpretive dance) I was so freaking out of shape, I could barely move myself at all. I felt like I was carrying 600 lbs of cement on top of my 800lb tail. It was such a drag! Quite literally. I was glad I had all the tests for my heart first, because it felt like I was having a heart attack every time I worked it out, for the first couple of weeks. I could not even believe how out of shape I was overall, having not been in a gym for 2 decades. I promise you when I say, there are a couple of smokers in my neighborhood that know I bawled my way through, many of my strides!

I hated every minute of the first several weeks of it.

I did not lose weight.

I GAINED it!

I was the biggest baby you have ever seen, and Brad heard it all. He would do everything he could, to intuitively diagnosis what ailed me, no doubt hoping my angst would end soon. It was he (and my mum) who suggested the thyroid was out of whack, when all my other tests were coming back normal.  I really am grateful to him for his time and efforts! He went to heroics for me, he really did.

But the thing that bothered me the most throughout this entire ordeal, was the fact that I could no longer feel the presence of The Illuminati in my life. I felt fully abandoned by them. I could not feel them in any way, shape, or form, even though it was clear my Initiation was still in progress, throughout it all.  I know, I know…they are always watching. But for me, it seemed they got into their space ships and decided to watch me from Saturn while they turned up the heat.  I thought they no longer cared about me, or how I was feeling. I felt they had pushed me down and left me for dead, even though it was my decision to quit smoking. I had several significant fires going in that same 6 months period of time, and I can honestly say it was (by far) the hardest part of my Initiation process, to date.

The whole time I was losing my shit, I reluctantly and RESENTFULLY moved towards the solution. I committed to exercise 5 days a week and for the most part, I followed through on that, even when I did not want to. Mostly, I did not want to. I was still livid that I even had to. The only reason I was able to show up at all, is because I knew showing up was the only way to get that person screaming at me from the back of my head, to shut the hell up. Besides, I immediately felt better knowing I was moving into a solution, even if I could not see any evidence of it.

At times I put all my heart into it and at others, I showed up halfheartedly. I showed up in the grubbiest fat clothes you can picture, but I showed up! Even when I gained an additional 7 more pounds, and I was in a state of despair as a result, I showed up.  Even when I was crying, I still showed up. I showed up to stride even if I had to take a nap beforehand, to do so.  I showed up when my legs were like painful balloons ready to pop. I showed up and strode through the freaking burning pain and the bloated loss of motion. I showed up with or without the music. With or without my enthusiasm.  And with or without any desire to do so. I hated almost every minute of it for 2 full months, possibly more, but I showed up. 

I freaking showed up!!

While I have yet to reach my goal, which is predicated on how I feel in my skin not how I look, I still feel 1000Xs better than I had before. I am starting to move more fluidly again, and the constant burning has ceased. I do not see “Consumption V” in the mirror anymore, and that alone brings a sign of relief, which has the potential to create hurricanes.

HA!

FEAR NOT!

Without a doubt, this has been one of the most challenging battles of my life. This was on par with fighting your way back from an injury, after an accident for me.  Even though it does not yet show, I can feel HaPPy and Healthy V, being carved out inside of every corner of me.  I know it will not be very much longer, before the outside matches what is happening within. I can tell you right now though, my sense of accomplishment is over the stack right now! It is especially sweet, when you didn’t even want to do the thing, that you have kicked arse, taken names and DONE!!

 

OH!! And it turns out…this exercise stuff is GREAT at diminishing the smack my head likes to talk, and it doesn’t look so bad on my legs either! I’m starting to get excited about this renovated and ravishing V, I just know will emerge; eventually! The one who faced that freaking mountain, and strode all over it, like the Victoryas Princess-Goddess that she truly, and thoroughly  is!

V~

 

 

The whole point of sharing this snippet, is to serve as a reminder for us all that we can face whatever it is, that stares us down. We can stare right back at it, face our fear, and conquer the fork out of whatever we must face.

That is a fact!

We are never given more than we can stand.

Please do NOT lose sight of that EVER, Beacons.

 

When you think you cannot do that thing, you don’t even want to do.

You can.

When you think you can go no farther, on a path you never wanted to take.

You will.

You can and you will.

CONGRATULATIONS!

Anonymous

 

 

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EVIDENCE from IAM*

There you are Beacons!

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I wanted to get this on the record for you guys, for future reference.

This is my evidence, and why I think The Illuminati cares deeply those, who have been subject to the worst our species can dish out.  I think they are as mortified as I am, by mans inhumanity to man. I believe they have indirectly encouraged me to explore this disturbing topic more thoroughly and have emboldened me, to bring it forward.

I first realized that pedophilia and perversion were on their radar, back in Dec 2016, after a series of tweets I posted on the topic. I was closely following WikiLeaks and Pizzagate at the time. I was attempting to bring some awareness to my followers, most of which, chose to ignore me. Perhaps due to the controversy that was going on at the time concerning the validity of the information that was coming forward. No judgement, it was a painful time for a lot of us who were willing to gaze into the abyss.

I was convinced there was something to all of this and looked deeply enough to convince myself that there was, before moving on and taking a break from the agony of it’s nasty reality. As a Soul Mama at heart, I can hardly stand the mental images that come with a topic as hideous as this one. It is more than I can hardly stand. So I get it. Most folks do not want to hear about any of this. They would prefer to stay innocent and believe the best in people. I certainly would have preferred that myself. But knowledge does not let us sleep in the dark for long. And that which is hidden, does come to the surface; eventually.

This is something that we as a species MUST look at and eradicate. Straight up. There is no other way around any of this, we must go through it. We must look at what we have allowed to flourish, by our unwillingness to accept true and disturbing evil lives among us, and they are HUMAN!

*Below was my first nod from IAM regarding this issue.

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In preparation leading up to iMark’s expose’ titled: INHUMANITY, I had made this post on twitter that IAM almost immediately (in Illuminati time), responded to.  Again, more evidence that I was on the right track choosing to bring this forward? It was to me. 

I had enlisted Christine Ingraham and Brad Adams to help accomplish the goal of bringing some awareness and education to this complicated and upsetting issue. They too felt their investigations were aided by random information that would come to them, in the most unlikely of ways.  Everyone was convince without a shadow of a doubt, that this needed to come out into the Light of day, and that we needed to chime in with the thousands of voices that were working in concert, to do this worldwide. 

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We all could not ask for more obvious backing than this. This statement is clearly directed at the underbelly of humanity. The Illuminati did not stutter when they made these comments just a few days before our informal opening into the topic.  This is NOT an issue that will be brushed under the carpet for much longer. Even now, there are high profile cases coming out into the open, and there will be more. Many more. We will see household names accused, apprehended and held accountable. It is going to be very unsettling time for many. It will not be pleasant to find out our icons, be they political, musical or theatrical are disgusting predatory perverts. But we must face this, to move into a solution. Shining a little Light on this, is going to prevent it’s further growth -while drastically reducing how many are effected.

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This is the single most compelling reason why war and violence, needs to become obsolete for me personally. It is at the root, of what ails our civilization. We simply cannot keep living like this, if we are to survive ourselves. The time has come to face the things that have been festering in the dark and bring them into the Light to be sanitized and healed.

I am calling for compassion, as we look deeply into what we have become, so that we can become something better, together~

 

*Thank you for your amazing support IAM!

It took me awhile to find the right folks to help me do this, because as you know, I am way too tender to look very deeply, myself. Unfortunately the gal I originally asked to participate, did not follow through as promised. Too busy playing children’s games, to be bothered to truly help kids, I guess? It reminded me once again, people will talk a good game, but often are not who, or what they say they are.  A valuable lesson revisited -that actually applies to the subject at hand. Anyway, I apologize for the delay. But apparently it was necessary.

I also wanted to say, I am tremendously grateful that you helped lead the team, to the right information for us to include! It was important to Brad and Nikki that they made themselves armchair experts, before sharing this knowledge with others. We are all very grateful for your signs and symbols!

Personally, I learned a lot through all this, and have far more compassion for those caught in the shadows now, than I did when we started.

We truly hope we have done this subject justice, and that justice will fall on those who have eluded her thus far, without mercy~

 

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