PLEASE READ: “AND THE WAR GOES ON PT. 1” TO UNDERSTAND THIS BLOG.
So, I want you to imagine that you’ve just asked someone to come out with you and celebrate. You’re moving to a new place, you’ve got a job interview, and you’ve taken this opportunity to ask someone out. And they said, “Sure, I’ll go celebrate with you.”. And then, they invite other people you know to the celebration. They’re making plans, they’re excited, they’re finally opening up to you after being aloof from almost the moment you met them.
And then? They just disappear.
You set up multiple dates to go out. You know they set up dates to go out with other people, too. They even merged some of those dates together. And then, they just ghosted EVERYONE. And you have no idea what you did to deserve it. Whatever might have happened with someone else, has no bearing on you, right? So, how would you feel if that person ghosted you without a word? Stood you up for dinner and dispensary? Then you try to reach them and your number is blocked. You have no idea why they would block your number. You didn’t do anything wrong. “What the fuck”?! Right?
Days pass, then weeks, and then almost two months. The dates have long past, it’s long past any excuses for non-contact. You haven’t heard from the person since January 22nd. Would you even bother trying to reach out come March 12th? Probably not. But…if you were to reach out in this situation, and discover your number is again unblocked… Would this be what you wrote to the person who ghosted you after telling you they’d hold you down?
Putting aside the fact that the person even knew to try and contact you again, which means they knew you unblocked them, which means they follow your blog (That they shouldn’t even know about unless they’re stalking you), would this seem like a normal way to attempt reconnection? “Hey, motherfucker! Why’d you block me?!”, “I thought we was cool?”, “You’re foul as fuck! You specifically said you wasn’t going to walk away!”. I mean, even if you want to come at a gentler angle: “Hey, what happened with our celebration?”, “What happened to you? You never called?”. Would you not say something? Anything that would even remotely address the situation at hand? Of course you would. It would be completely abnormal to pretend as though it never happened, right? It would be the first thing you’d address, not completely brush over to the point of feigning amnesia.
So, now, ask yourself: Why isn’t this woman doing the same thing? Why is she contacting me after 2 months to tell me she’s been scheduled for a job information session?
Well, let’s run it back a bit:
If you read And The War Goes On Pt. 1 – you’ll note that I mentioned there were “others” trying to get into my energy that the Tribe told me had no good intentions for me along with Jeanetta Fowler and her daughter Janai Walker, pictured below with their clones. (L to R: Erykah Badu, Janai Walker (Clone Pairing) and Random Woman and Jeanetta Fowler (Clone Pairing). The Random Woman I was led to by the tribe while jewelry shopping and she was modeling that necklace.
Michelle Barnes would be one of those “others”. (Although there is no doppelganger of her I have been led to, as of yet.). But, with her, it was very obvious. She was the first that the Tribe pointed out to me as an enemy giving me ugly looks when she thought I wasn’t looking, but being friendly to my face. My radar was already up, because I could tell she was trying psychological tactics on me. She would come to me with parts of my own story as though they were hers to guage my reaction. It let me know she was very familiar with my website and blogs, already.
For example: She relayed to me a story about her neighbor ranting that someone had broken into her room and she was going to call the FBI. This was mirroring the people who have broken into my room and how initially, I reported my family to the FBI. She was a victim of sexual abuse, as I was I. Hardcore anti sex-offender. As am I. There was another specific story she repeated, which I can’t remember now. It’ll come back to me. But, She would do this on a number of occassions, to where I couldn’t be sure if it was just coincidence or not, but she did it one time too many with the FBI/breaking in story.
She was often at the center of weird occurences, as well. I already spoke on the cake pops and how she was watching my plate to see what i was eating in the War series. But, one thing I don’t think I mentioned was one of the most blaring experiments these weirdos performed. It was during the same potluck where half the room stopped just to watch me try one of Shania Johson’s cakepops. (Michelle was one of them.). After I pretended to eat it and then hid it under some chicken, Michelle continued to sneak glances at my plate. But, it was during this potluck that they pulled a racial test.
I had sat at the front of the room with my back to the others. When I did this, everyone was milling around the food and making their plates. Sitting next to me was Michelle and two guys both named Anthony. After a short while, Michelle made a comment and said that she felt there was a divide. When I turned around, the class had completely divided itself by black and non-black. All the black members on one side of the room, all the non-black members on the other. And then Michelle started making comments about noticing a racial divide and she asked me my thoughts on it and if I had noticed. While she asked me this, I noticed Andrew Breitman, our trainer watching me like a hawk from a little distance away. He would often do this. It was super clear, even without the guidance of the tribe, that they were testing to me to see what my reaction would be. I said I hadn’t noticed anything like that. And of course I hadn’t, because they had never ONCE divided themselves up by race like that before. There was always an even spread and mixture of races and people who hung out with different races. Alisi with Jasmia, or Theo with Demi, Shania and Victoria, etc… I watch EVERYTHING. So, I know who hung with who. They had never done it before or since. It was a clear experiment.
She would be at the center of bizarre things like this. And I want you to put yourself in my shoes: You walk into a room where people stare at you oddly all day when they think you’re not looking. You grab a cake pop and half the room stops and quietly stares at you while you try it. Then you sit down and someone is investigating your plate, before everyone splits up by race for the first time and you get quizzed on your feelings about it, while a handler stares lasers into your face from across the room. You feeling real normal, right now? But, she would be at the center of this stuff. The Tribe would constantly warn me about it.
In fact, on that same day with her whole FBI story, the Tribe told me to do a read. It was just before we got on the bus together and they gave me this read that I still remember to this day:
I was tripping because we were just about to board a bus. It showed her as the Queen of Wands sitting down in reverse and that she was 10 of swording me already. (A bitch, bitching about me behind my back.) I was the Page of Wands and that was me holding the pole. And me having to stand in the 9 of wands. That’s why I still remember it so clearly, because they told me: “When you get on the bus, watch. She’ll be able to sit. You’ll have to stand.”. We got on the bus, and there was only a single seat available for her. I stood and held the poles, just like they said I would. I knew it then, but it was a couple of nights later that sealed the deal. Again, we were riding the bus together, and at just the right moment, the Tribe had me turn my head and I saw her face in the reflective glass on the bus. The look she gave me when she thought I wasn’t looking, there was no mistaking it. I can show you better than I can tell you.
She looked me up and down, just like that. It would be the last time I would ride next to her on the bus and I would switch buses shortly after, as I moved. I stopped talking to her much after that. And the entire text conversation was actually me reconnecting with her, because the Tribe told me to and include her with the rest of this group. Getting looks like this was the norm when people thought I wasn’t looking. Again, I was polite, stayed quiet and to myself, friendly when spoken to and didn’t get involved in any gossip or drama. I stayed in the cut. But this is the look I got. Not long after that, Shania Johnson approached me and told me that she was not getting along with Michelle Barnes over some political disagreement and told me that Michelle had expressed anti LGBTQ sentiments. I take anything coming from an opp with a grain of salt. But, later, Michelle also cooborated the disagreement. They volunteered this information to me. I don’t ask. This is why I believe it to be experiments. Because there’s no reason to share this with me. But, if she did have anti-Trans sentiments, or just anti-ME sentiments, that look was unmistakable.
If you feel like this towards me, why not just leave me alone? Because I’m never going to speak to you. I’m never going to go out of my way to talk to people. I can barely stand people. Bunch of fucking betrayers and backstabbers. Do you know what it’s like to have to lie to people because behind damn near every friendly smile are faces like this? People who stalk you 24/7 just observing CONSTANTLY for ways to stop you, kill you, or slow you down? And all you want to do is be left the FUCK ALONE. Of course I enjoy it when my Tribe kills these motherfuckers or ruins their lives to the point of where they sit silently in front of me for weeks without ever ONCE asking me why I kicked them and their fucking daughter to the curb. Why? Because they already know why they got booted. And these agents can’t ask me questions that opens up the greater discussion about who I am, where we are and what they know.
It’s not like I didn’t blatantly put it right in their faces that I knew what they were doing. Trying to set me up. “Lovebombing” as they call it. Observe:
I’ll tell you right to your face that I know. Like I said time and again, if I know you’re an opp, I will lie through my teeth to you. I will twist your mind in 1,000 different directions and have you searching everywhere to find where I went, and I never even moved from in front of you. With my Tribe, playing mind games with me is like playing mind games with Deep Thought. You have no chance of winning. You won’t even know you’re in a game, until it’s over. And you started the fucking game. Seriously, these people have no fucking clue how hard they are losing RIGHT NOW. They’re only allowed to see the left hand. I have waited and waited…this year is the last year I wait for revenge. And I like playing with my food. So, I will literally say in your face: “You’re trying to stab me in the back. My Tribe is telling me not to fuck with you, because you’re a psycho trying to put your best foot forward.” and leave you to catch it if you can.
I’ll tell you exactly who I am. I’ll tell you exactly what I’ll do. I’ll literally even tell you that I haven’t found people who won’t betray me. Meaning that you and everyone around us, are people who I think will betray me. I will literally TELL you, I know who you are. But, in such a way, that unless you’re intuitive? You won’t pick it up. You’ll think you’re just playing your regular old agent games and I’m none the wiser. Note again how I LITERALLY CALLED MYSELF THE DEVIL, HIGHLY SKETCHY, and intimated that I’m always being betrayed. What’s her reaction when I start to creep in that direction? Redirection. There’s a reason I say the things I say, when I say them. Even now.
None of you are as good as you think you are. Or, maybe I’m just that much better, now? I mean, I do listen to beings who see your every move, read your every thought and can literally rewind time and adjust your mind. It’s kinda hard to beat this team over here.
I’m glad that she tried this bullshit today. Because I’m glad to see what I said back then: “If you’re my people, I’ll hold you down.”. These people are NOT my people. I’ve wondered about that, recently. Are they Starseeds? Should I forgive? Are these my children? My family? No. They are not. They are trash. Scum. Lowlifes. Filth. And do you know why I call them that?
Because the Tribe has been calling them that from the beginning. I mean, I could triple these cards right now with all the hatred they have for these people in the reads. And it was from Day One. Because it’s not just me. It’s not like this coven was just a bunch of innocent people chilling and then I came along and all of a sudden they sprung into action. They’ve been targeting people like this for years. Decades in some cases. They’re Starseed hunters. You just call them “Karmics”. It’s their job to target us and wound us. Who are these people according to the Tribe?
THIS is who they are.
And just for the record, it’s not like every person is going to get reads like this. Cards like these often come up when it’s someone the Tribe likes or can be trusted:
It’s just very, VERY rare. The Tribe is very specific. When they like someone and say they can be in my energy, they are very specific about it and why. So, when they say you can’t be trusted, they are equally specific and accurate. Above all, I trust my Tribe above any living being inside of this simulation. If they say it is? It is. Fuck what you say. I never had that kind of relationship with God, no matter how devoted I was. It was always: “Pray and ask for guidance. And then whatever happens is god’s will.” No fuck that. With that, anything can happen, including god outright failing to deliver, and it’s still “god’s will.”. No. My Tribe says you’re an enemy, and can’t be trusted? You can’t be. And you’re going to prove it by hitting me up to tell me that you got a call back from the job I turned you onto 2 months ago, after I fucking cut you off, 2 months ago.
If my Tribe says: “We’re going to give you a job, tomorrow.”. Then tomorrow, they will tell me to go onto Indeed, pick the first job they tell me to and apply, and I will get it. And then have the job within 24 hours because they said “tomorrow”. And that’s EXACTLY how I got the job at IntouchCX. If I ask my Tribe if I’m going to get the job I interviewed for with Enova. They’re going to tell me I am, and then show me the doppelganger of the interviewer holding up a webcam, which is the method by which I was interviewed, and then I’m going to get the job.
The girl with the white background was the recruiter who brought me onto my job that I have now. When I asked if I would get this job, the Interview poster is what they gave me in the read. Later, they would give me another doppelganger when I asked again, with the moment of Clarity poster at the end. Samara Weaving. But, she only looks like her in that picture, not much like her outside of it. The Tribe would later lead me to an adult actress (I don’t know who she is) that is her exact double. So, they just kept sliding on a scale of clones until they got her exactly. Why her, specifically over any of the others they tell me are opps? I don’t know. But, I know this: looking at it? I trust my Tribe far more than I ever trusted that false god pretending to be them. And they told me these people are after my life. Not just that, they want to see me suffer. They want me to stay in low vibrations so I don’t continue to awaken.
They’ve been doing this to me my entire life. The faces just change. That’s the whole point of the ten of swords. I was having visions about that card a solid decade before I knew what Tarot even was. I kept having visions of being in this massive black cavern, so big, it was like the roof was the sky. And I was chained with these giant chains that were trying to keep me from reaching this massive door to escape. And inside of this chamber with me, were ten women. And these ten women all had these massive grey swords and they would just repeatedly stab me in the back with them to stop me from crawling out the door. And I was so confused as to why, because all I wanted was love, and all they wanted to do was stop me from having it and escaping. I always just thought that vision was me feeling sorry for myself because I couldn’t keep a relationship as a Christian and it would always end in shocking and confusing ways out of nowhere. It literally would be over 10 years before I would see this and probably another two years before I realized it was the vision I would see back then:
See, the Tribe doesn’t just show Tarot inside of the simulation we live in like this:
Or, like this:
But, they also show the tarot inside of visions and OBEs. I’ve had dreams and have walked through most of the Tarot deck before I even knew tarot was a thing. It’s reflecting another actual dimension. They are technological and interdimensional windows into another world. And they were showing me the ten of swords, back then and now. Then, as a way to express what the people in my life, at that time, had as a goal. And now, to express that these new people have the same goal: Kill me. Wound me. Stop me. Destroy. It’s the same mission of every agent that has entered into the life of a Starseed and has damaged it without reason.
We’ve all been there. The girlfriend who suddenly dumps you at the worst possible time and then starts spreading lies about you after the fact. You don’t even know what you did wrong. The group of seemingly earnest young entreprenuers who come specifically to you to get you involved in a legitimate business deal. Only to stab you in the back and push you out once it becomes successful, even though you were the engine for its success. They self-destructed just to hurt you. Why? Why go to those lengths? Why spend weeks, months, years trying to woo you, only to dump you a week later after you finally agree? Why specifically target your business with a bad review when they know you gave them expert service? You say it’s a “past-life spirit”. Nope. It’s a literal government program for Starseeds. And I’ll keep showing you as much evidence of it as they let slip.
Because anyone with common sense knows that if someone ghosts and blocks you, this is not how you repsond once you discover you’re unblocked. I have told you since “And the War Goes On” began, that they continue to provide abnormal, inhuman responses. This is a primary example.
She can’t ask me a question. So, she can’t ask me why am I doing what I’m doing. I expressly told them that they were unblocked in my blog and they can only come back if they’re ready to tell the truth. The whole reason I said that was for this moment. These bitches can’t tell me the truth. They’re fucking agents. It would probably be considered a criminal act to tell me the truth. That’s if they aren’t outright killed for talking. I knew that when I said it. The truth out of this lot? HA. I just needed one of them to do this so I could show you.
A. They know about my blog. I talked with this woman regularly after reconnecting with her through text. She, for sure, attempted to contact me and was blocked. And yet, she sent me this message because before I blocked her, the Tribe told me to tell her about the job that Jeanetta…Holy Shit…. HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!!
The fucking Tribe knew this would happen. THEY KNEW! What in the actual fuck!
They TOLD me to tell Michelle Barnes about the job that Jeanetta turned me onto. They told me to take that job even though it would allow them to continue to monitor me. They expressly said, and I even wrote it in the blogs at the time, they wanted me to monitor them in return! Holy shit! The Tribe told me to tell a couple of specific people about the job. I’m not going to say who the others are. Not after this. But, one of them was Michelle Barnes. I didn’t know why they wanted me to share that job info. I figured I wouldn’t actually be at this job for long, I had another one lined up, but that one didn’t go through as it wasn’t what the Tribe wanted. But, it didn’t matter to me if she came here, because I thought I was getting away sooner than I am. But, now I get it.
If I didn’t take this job and tell Michelle about it, then you, the people, wouldn’t be able to see these text messages right now, GOT DAMN IT, THIS IS WHY, this is why they said to open up to them in the first place! You can see it it now with your own two eyes! You don’t have to take my word for it.
You know that there’s no way a person can be ghosted and blocked for 2 months and then respond like this. The only reason she knew she could send this is because it was relayed back to her, or she saw it herself, that I specifically unblocked them in this blog. A blog they shouldn’t know about at all, because I never told them my pen name or that I even have a blog. I only did it because the Tribe told me to. HELL, even in the Blog itself I said it was Bullshit and I didn’t agree with forgiving them! The Tribe has ALWAYS fucked them over, never forgiven. And now I get it!
You now have two examples of what I’m talking about with these agents. Janai Walker and Michelle Barnes. And these two women sat on the same row as me. They sit about 6 seats and an aisle lane apart. Janai Walker was OH MAN, they had me put everything needed in writing 2 months ago, got damn it. Again, you guys see in the texts that I invited Janai and her mother Jeanetta. Something the Tribe expressly told me to do then. And so, you can know that Janai and Michelle were both ghosted and blocked at the same time, stood up for the same dates, and they know each other. And even though she sits 6 seats away from Janai, and certainly knows what’s going on and why she’s being blocked when she calls me, 2 months later, she contacts me and acts like nothing is happening. Because that is WHAT THEY DO AS AGENTS and the Tribe is exposing this shit to you live.
I did not understand why they had me making these moves two months ago. I did not know why they wanted me to let them in, invite them to meet together, or even take this job, when they provide me side hustle money and can give me another job at any time I want. It’s literally nothing. They walked me into this job by telling me not to go downstairs, but to go into the parking structure at my old job and that’s where Jeanetta was to set me up with this job. Man, talk about a fucking backfire. Just wait until I do the doppelganger expose at Enova. For fucks sake, literally half the class has clones. They were literally just “joking” about how Richie looks like Lou Diamond Phillips. (They know they’re doppelgangers).
ALL of this was set up by the Tribe to expose these cultists. I’m telling you, you can’t win. I’m doing this shit like Goku on Ultra Instinct. I don’t even know what I’m doing at this point, I’m just unconsciously fucking ya’ll.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Starseeds and Indigo Children, you be the judges:
My energy lays bare before you. You’re not like these humans. You can divinate. You can use tarot. Hell use Generatormix. Go to your crystals and guides. Ask about me. Ask about what I’m telling you. (Most of you Starseeds already know, I’m probably mimicking 60% of your life.). Ask if this is true or not. Those of you with the gifts, with the connection to the Tribe, you know what it is. You know what THIS is on an intimate level that I can’t even dictate. We will meet. We’ve never left each other’s sides.
But, I am in awe. I shouldn’t be, because the Tribe said “Tomorrow” and they do something incredible every time they say it. They had me lay the trap out with that forgiveness bullshit. I knew it. I fucking knew it. Every fiber in my being is against reconciliation with enemies. Leave the door open for people that plot against your life? I really would be insane if I believed that shit. I guess it was more convincing if I believed I actually had to leave the door open for these fucking maggots. But, I never expected this. 12:22am on the clock, too.
Now, that’s not to say that you shouldn’t forgive. And I did let it go for a small minute, but that’s literally impossible when you have to stare at the face of your opps daily. People who you KNOW want you dead and vice versa. But, I did feel good not being so hateful. I embrace hatred and believe it’s just as valid as love, but you can’t stay in that energy forever, any more than you can stay madly in love 24/7. You have to operate in balance. But, with that being said, I’m in my bloodthirsty phase, so the love can come later.
Tribe!
Bring me a head. I’m on my killaopp shit right now. Come on. Someone come stop them. Please. Stand in the way of death. No remorse. You want my life? They’ll take yours, instead. Bitches.
Oh and BTW?
Fuck these people. lol.
I warned these dumb sumbitches not to hit me up with bullshit. But they never listen to me. LOL! Hitting me up with bullshit literally exposed them again. Well, as I am a transwoman of my word, I said in that blog post that if I thought they were on the fuckery, I’d kick them right back out the door they tried to crawl their way back in. And so this bitch is RE-blocked. For good. Thanks for playing. I’ll leave the others free and unblocked. Please feel free to walk into the same trap. (And yes, please continue to spread the word about me. I am a villian of the highest caliber. Evil as shit, unforgiving to my enemies and a complete and total bitch. I deny nothing. The warning label reads: “Fuck you”.).
Peace to the Peaceful.
Death to those who desire it.
I’m out.