Okay, I don’t know what the hell is going on. I really don’t. Because I have moved on from Peloton. Even got my termination e-mail today. Man, they sure were ass-backwards there. I switched jobs weeks ago and they just now noticed and fired me. LOL!
But, this should be it. I should have no further dealings with these people save the lone one with me in training at my new job, who will be gone as soon as we leave training for good, as well. (Good riddance.). But, this is how it’s always been with every group of opps that I’ve had to endure. Starting with my Family, then both Salvation Army campuses in Vegas, then USAA, Padsplit, etc… The way this has always worked, is my Tribe leads me to a location, usually one they show me in dreams in advance. They will then lead me there and there will be weirdos afoot. Whenever all of the weirdos have exposed themselves, the Tribe gives me signs and synchronicities to expose them and then it’s time for me to move on. And then the “dying time” occurs. After I leave, that’s usually when I start hearing about my enemies dropping dead, losing family members, going homeless, overdosing, getting injured, etc… The Tribe will make sure I run into someone who tells me, or they’ll lead me to see it on social media or something. This is how this usually works.
But, something is different about this particular group and I don’t know what it is, because they will not stop giving me bizarre synchronicities and doppelgangers.
The man on the bottom would be a doppelganger of Micah from Peloton. The Tribe gave this card to me in a read that had nothing to do with him, and they pointed him out to me. It’s happening so much, I’m not even that mind-blown anymore. You’d think it would be a rare occurence, but this was yesterday, and then today while I was shopping for jewelry for another fashion layout for my business; I came across the following photo for some jewelry I will buy.
Hi, Jeanetta! Jeanetta would be the one on the right. The one on the left would be a doppelganger that’s not wearing any make up, so she looks kinda like a busted version of Jeanetta. (That’s not nice, she’s not busted.) It’s just as you can see, my enemies picked some pretty choice assassins to die at my feet. “I’m not an assassin!” Yes, you are. You don’t have to pull the trigger to be the killer, you know. That’s a lesson I learned as a child thanks to my parents. Allow me to pass it along to you, Killa. If you work with killers to kill a target, that makes you a killer. If you get paid to do it, that makes you an assassin. Thus, as you’re working with the opps who want me dead? You’re an assassin. And if you’re just another assassin in a long line of enemies? Then guess who I am?
I just don’t need a gun to do it. Hey! I just noticed that tagline! “Don’t set him off.”. Too late. I just don’t understand why they don’t STOP setting me off. Dumb bitches love death, I guess. But, I’m just going shopping and boom, doppelganger!
But, as crazy as that one is, you guys see the intro photo. Now, this is the shit that’s throwing me off about these people.
So, after work, I went exercising and came back home. I smoked some bud, did a little work, smoked some more bud, did a little more work, then smoked too much and fell asleep. But, a few hours later I woke back up and had the strongest urge to watch porn with White women in it. As I love white women as much as black women, this was no problem. Off to the collection I go. Oh, and I know that just makes you sistas mad. Get over it. You’re not “black”, you’re fucking aliens. Wake up!
But, just because I’m an asshole, I’m going to rub it in on you idiots who are consumed with the pigmentation in your avatars: There’s not a single person on the planet who I find more attractive than this woman:
Deal with it. Natalie Mars is peak. I’m attracted to people from all races and genders. But, no matter how attractive I find you? Just know: You’re never going to be higher than #2 on my list. And #1 is a white transwoman. I’d fuck the shit out of her. Just being honest.
So anyway, I was perusing for some barbies, and then I got hit with an idea by the Tribe. A compilation that I hadn’t watched in a while called “Happy Birthday Daddy” and it’s basically a bunch of white girls getting smashed by black dudes, while this white girl narrates it to her father in a video message to piss him off. (More stupid race shit.). But, I liked the sex in that video, so I watched it.
And while I was watching it, as you can CLEARLY FUCKING SEE, yet ANOTHER Doppleganger for Victoria Vandivort emerges. It’s been a long time since I’ve watched this video, because I would’ve noticed it immediately, if I had remembered it at any point in time while I was at Peloton. But, I did not remember, and my mind was blown again when I watched this video and saw her. I even thought to myself: “Wait, doesn’t she have a shirt just like that?”. Yeah, as you can see, The Tribe made sure she was wearing it in her doppel photo. LOL!
(Yes, Victoria, (as you will of course read this at some point) everything moves upon a linear path. Just as I told Janai: “Every lie you ever told to fuck someone over led you to me.” In like manner, Victoria, every decision you ever made, led you to this moment. Including wearing that shirt in the only picture I could find of you online to prove you’re a doppelganger. I swear, all of these people, they barely have any social media presence at all. It’s why I can’t find a lot of their pictures to show you they are doppelgangers like Victoria and Jeanetta. Not at all suspicious that a large group of 20-30 year olds all have little to no social media presence. But don’t worry, the world will see you all, someday. Hopefully, very soon.
But, see, I say that, and that’s what makes what happens next so confusing:
Here is the doppelganger again, doing the Lord’s work on a Sunday. But, I would like to point your attention to what the man is wearing. He’s got on a blue kimono with a black tee shirt underneath it. I would now like to you to please note the latest fashion layout that the Tribe gave me yesterday, which I call “Starry Night.”.
If I could direct your attention to the upper right of the layout, you will see a blue kimono and a black turtleneck tee.
Now, I have no fucking idea, why the Tribe would give me a synchronicity that would put Victoria Vandivort, a member of a clear enemy coven of some kind, on her knees in front of me. There’s no fucking way in hell, I would EVER be caught with my pants down in front of an opp. Are you kidding me? And yet, there it is. And not only that, It’s not even the only time. I’m pansexual. I like men, women and transwomen. So, I would just as easily fuck a guy as a girl. Tribe knows this. Which also makes me wonder why they chose that Norbit poster:
Yeah, I took that picture yesterday morning. Got some new gear for one of my layouts and had to try it on. But, observe the color coordination and the fact that behind that character, Eddie Murphy was born male. And so, that’s me, (a much less cuter version) on top of Micah. Why? The reaction on his face, is the reaction I have at the thought of it, too. Zero chance I’d fuck with an opp. I do think he’s actually gay, although we’ve never had that discussion because we didn’t speak much. I never once thought of him in this way, and I’m sure the feeling is mutual. So, why?
These synchronicities are occuring. It’s kind of pissing me off. I’ve never had interference in the cards before. And I’m just following my guides as always. I don’t know what’s going on, but I know I’m dealing with some serious enemies. Maybe more serious than I gave them credit for. I’ve heard a lot of readers speak on “love spells” and “confusion spells”. I’ve never experienced some shit like that before. But, I think maybe this is it. Because there ain’t no fucking way this shit is ever going down. I swear, I just feel Demi’s energy, man. It’s got to be her. Who the fuck IS that bitch? As if the Tribe would warn me you work with those after my life and then tell me to fuck you? Not a chance in this or any other dimension.
Just let it be known, I am returning this energy back to sender. This shit is getting weirder and it’s already the nuttiest thing I’ve ever experienced. I wasn’t even this freaked out the day I discovered my family was actually plotting my death. This shit is creepy as fuck. I’m getting the hell out of Vegas.
Tribe, can we get this show on the fucking road, PRONTO?