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So, the above photo is from the blog just before this one. “Hello, I’m The Devil. Nice To Meet You.”. When I write my blogs, I’m never writing alone. And so, at times, my guides will tell me to deliver a message. As they had me to deliver to Imani Edwards, one of the government opps at Enova, who thought that it was a smart idea to start hiding her face in meetings, in hopes that she would not end up like the others, and be exposed with a look-a-like.
I won’t recap it all here, since it’s literally the next page over, but basically, as you can see, the Tribe told her to stop it. They could see her. And it was a really fucking dumb idea. (Which it is. Seriously.) So, they told me to tell her to take her exposure on the chin like a soldier, stop hiding her face and hold the L with dignity like her squadmates.
Which, because this blog is disseminated among my opps, she did the next meeting.
Imani…let this moment sink in.
Not exact, but…not too far off, either. Huh? Your face is a bit chubbier, but it’s a 7/10. I mean, we know where this is going though, right? You tried to hide. Then they told you to show your face. Now you’re showing your face. And then they IMMEDIATELY hit you up. I mean, just look at this, already…
So, the other day, I’m sure you’ll remember that the Tribe gave me this read to tell you to stop hiding, and they were going to snatch your ass up, but do it in a way that is reflected in that poster. Not to kill you like a human, but to wrangle your crazy asses in, because you’re Starseeds, which makes you family.
That above read with the shades, the Tribe gave me during the meeting. I always read on every one of these people. (And yes, I am a shades indoor person. Fuck you.) And so, the Tribe turned us white and put us in the first card. Sort of. This is to indicate that as they said, we are family. (Which, for most people would give you a warm and fuzzy feeling. For me? Not so much.). Obviously, the second card is “snatched up” from Parenthood. The last card is the Tribe once again, expressing how this woman is seen. As a child in the family. I mean, she’s an adult, but look at her. She looks like she’s fucking 12.
I feel like we’re just getting started with this opp, though. I mean, the Tribe personally took an interest in her hiding her face, then doppeled her the second she showed it. But, I want a better doppelganger. She tried to hide. None of the other opps have tried to hide their faces. Which means she doesn’t like it. Which means, I want the Tribe to bring me more. Sorry, kid, I don’t do mercy for opps. I twist the knife.
You get to live through this, so as an elder, allow me to teach you terror, so that you never fuck with people again. You are not the point of this doppelganger situation.
Now, I don’t know this show at all. I don’t know who these characters are. I just got off work, was stopping to take a smoke, and felt led to go down some shorts as usual before starting work on my business. And then the short below showed up in it, and as usual, I felt led to specifically look this one up. And that’s how I got to that video.
You all don’t need to worry yourselves about any other tab in this screen. That’s not for you. That’s for funding the destruction of everything you ever loved. Your religions. Your governments. Your institutions of power. Everything you ever held sacred. No, this is what you little thieves needed to be worried about.
I’m really starting to get it. Apparently, that Franklin dude used to be a pussy and then transformed into something so terrifying that woman couldn’t stand in the same room with him without tearing up. Almost like she would hide half her face under a table at any minute. Apparently, she had every reason to be terrified because of previous attempts on his life that failed. Insults and assaults, public humiliation. It seems like she thought she was going to die for that. Pretty sure this is a recreation of plots and insults that go on when I’m not around. I don’t care, though. You all can plot and attack me. I’ve made it clear exactly how I feel about you all. So, If you’re feeling froggy, feel free to jump……right off that castle wall.
I’d rather you not. But, if you are dead set on joining the dead, that has nothing to do with me, anymore. You’re beneath me. Killing you is beneath me, now. Cursing you is beneath me. Why waste energy on grunts that can be used to kill commanders? I’m done.
This guy could’ve surely killed her in this scene. It seems like he still may if you read between the lines. And yet, he doesn’t.
Just like the Sentry chooses not to “Finish the Job” on the Thunderbolts. He surely could have. He could easily have killed each one of the people who also tried to shoot him, like this woman shot Franklin. But, just as the Thunderbolts weren’t a threat, neither is Mel, and neither is Imani. None of these people are a threat to me, anymore. They can’t even fucking hide their faces without the Tribe ripping them out of their seats. Imagine one of them being stupid enough to plot on me now?
The Tribe says it’s time for the next phase to begin. This season is over. The people in it are over. This city is over. I’d be suprised if I were still in Las Vegas by the end of the year. I might be. But, I doubt it. I feel the winds shifting though, just like they did in Texas and California before it. I know who I am, now. That’s all this was about. Being able to look in the mirror and say: “I’m Satan.” and be okay with that, because I know it’s not a fucking fairy tale demon, it’s my name. It’s my identity that was hijacked, stolen from my higher self and vilified as the leader of the Starseeds. Who were themselves villified as demons. The humans who loved them, slaughtered as demonic occultists and witches.
Even now, I know these people are Freemasons. Christians. The church setting makes it obvious who my enemy truly is. Rome. Religion is the source of almost all evil in the world. A haven for bigotry, genocide, slavery and child murder. All wrapped up in “holiness” ad “righteousness”. They don’t want me going around and telling the world the truth about them and their disgusting book. For them, I am the Antichrist. And it’s kind of funny, when I think about how they’ve been calling me a devil from the moment I woke up… I guess I prove them right every time I compare the Bible to Mein Kampf.
Hey, did you know that not only does Jesus sin in the Bible, the Bible itself contradicts the very thought process that went into the crucifixion and accidentally condemns god? CHECK IT OUT.
At any rate, Imani, you’re getting thrown in with the rest of the lookalikes. I’m pretty sure an even stronger lookalike will emerge for you. You hid your face and they pulled you out. I doubt they’re going to stop at one mid-tier match. I mean, that is if you stick around. If I were you? I would take my advice in the last article.
Run.
Update:
The Tribe wants me to make it clear that this message is not for Imani Edwards. Again, as with the end of the video above, no harm is to come to you. I am walking away and so long as you do not interfere with me, you will not die or see me again, once I am gone. (Thanks for the satisfaction of letting me know I can cause government operatives to cower before me, though. Shit’s a hell of an ego boost).
But, The next operative that tries me? I’m making sure that I take this message to heart. Since my Tribe has guided me to this message, then I know they are going to fuck up whoever is next, so badly, that it’s going to cause me to come back to this moment, and create a future article out of it.
I would not want to be next. Becuase believe it or not, I’ve been incredibly restrained. The only time I think I really went in on a curse was the Presidential Curse that preceeded the second assassination attempt on Donald Trump a month later, and Jimmy Carter’s death a couple of months after that. (It was the Story of Maria Arielle. Which is still in my files, though these agents cost me that site like 3 sites ago. LOL!) Hey, how’s Bill’s health, lately? I’d like to wipe out all of Epstein’s friends before 2027.
Oh, and BTW, I know you agents have been noticing how many celebrities have been dying lately…
I would say “I told you so.”, but the Tribe is making me wait before I can say it. I mean really say it. Which means they’re probably going to be killing more of these pedofucks, before they allow me to say it. Because I Told you, did I not? That you haven’t seen anything yet. And you still haven’t. Ozzy is dead. Micheal is dead. Theo is dead. Drowned. The guy who played BIll Cosby’s son. Funny that.
I don’t pay attention to celebrities. They just throw the headlines of the ones they kill in front of me so I can see them. Another montage like 2007 is coming. Hell, it’s already here, basically, I just have to backtrack and add the other celebrities they’ve been killing that I’ve been ignoring, because I didn’t care. And they’re telling me to wait before I can really go in with how they keep their promises.
It’s a new day, motherfuckers.
Touch a child and die. Know that others are touching children and assist or cover for them and die. Work to supress the starseeds and die.
They said to remind you of who the fuck I am.
But if you need to be reminded after all this time?
You’re too stupid to be spared, anyway. Come try us and die.
Told ya so.
I told you they would kill more. I did not expect they’d kill one of the ones I hated the most. I mean, I ALWAYS hated this fucker. Even as a kid, when everybody loved him, I hated him. Never really knew why. I was a massive NWO fan growing up. Scott Hall was the wrestler that made me a wrestling fan growing up. (Too bad he was also a piece of shit.). But, it didn’t matter. I loved every member of the NWO, but him. Like, even Scott Norton and Stevie Ray. (LOL!). Of course, time revealed to the world what I knew instinctively as a kid. And, now he’s dead. Told you so.
And I’m telling you again… you have seen absolutely nothing yet.
Dark days, indeed. Especially when you realize where Hulk Hogan is supposed to be from. (Venice Beach).
I’ll leave it to your imagination what the last card is about. Here’s a clue: Starts with a B, ends with an E and a river runs through it. Part of the reason why he’s dead. Although, I figure he should’ve died sooner. Roids and all. The rest of that wrestling world should get it. The way you treat “ring rats”, right? You’re going to die for that. For every woman, man and child who ever tried to blow the whistle and was made to suffer, every woman beaten, every molested Ring Boy, the bill is coming due. Every wrestler forced to do acts against their will to save their careers, the bill is coming due.
“We don’t know what you’re talking about!”.
That’s okay. You don’t have to know.
You just have to die.
It’s a New Day.
Yes it is.
What? You thought that by destroying my ability to keep my old site up, I was never going to mention this again? That my guides showed me all of P. Diddy’s friends, years before the scandal broke, and I never had a clue why? All of these fucking pedophiles are getting exposed and/or killed. All of them. Every last one of them. No escape. You will join Hogan and Theo. For sure. No gods here. So, there is no repentance. Only my death curses over all of Hollywood, day after day.
Don’t believe me.
Just watch.
The montage of famous corpses they have planned is not complete. Stay tuned.
Update again: 7/25/25 1:33am. This one is going to need me to faciliate changing the entire trajectory of this article. So, it’s my weekend, and I just woke up and I’m not doing much yet, so I’m just watching Youtube, when I again, get led by my tribe to the following video:
Now, as a fan of the Punisher, I had already seen this clip several times. I’ve never watched the whole show, just Youtube clips. Jon Bernthal’s Punisher is the best representation of the character I’ve ever seen, and I’ve been digging the Punisher since I was a kid. But, the Tribe brought me back here yet again to watch. And, well….the marching orders are to make sure you know exactly who the fuck I am, right?
I’m the most lethal witch in the world, motherfuckers. Hands down. I am the Punisher of the Astral Realm. Allow me to demonstrate: As I told you, if I curse you, you’re going to die. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but you won’t live a very long life. I’ve learned this from experience. And I will show you.
I have death cursed all of Hollywood, as readers and agents familiar with me would know. Now, naturally, people are going to die in Hollywood every day. Lots of people. Which is why the Tribe lets me know specifically which ones they kill, and which ones have simply served their time here and are ready to advance on. Now, this is usually a “between us” thing, but since they’re making me a public figure, I guess they’re interested in making sure the rest of you know, as surely as I do, that they are indeed killing them and there is no escape. Observe random thug #1 below.
Honestly, kinda looks a little like Liev Schreiber…
Until the Punisher rearranges his face…
So, I think I’ve made it clear who the Punisher is an analogy for, right? If I curse you? You’re going to die.
Another update: You will understand. Meyer Lansky is one of my guides. The Tribe wants you to know that they are doppelganging these people. This is specifically the alien that was Meyer Lansky in the simulation, answering through these oracle cards at this moment. To represent the lookalike situation right now of Michael Madsen, who they killed. Meyer himself killed him. That’s why the shadow is there pointing the gun from the other side. This is where they kill you from, which is why there is no escape. You can’t arrest a natural heart attack. You can’t block a plane crash. Hell, even if you could kill me, I can still kill you from the other side. Because this is not a planet and my soul does not travel to an afterlife. This is a simulation and my interdimensional energy travels to its control room.
The middle card is them reminding you of another clone pairing, similar to Madsen and the thug. One of my former Co-worker, Kayla Lara.
As you can see, the cover of “What Jennifer Did” matched my former co-worker Kayla. (Who I actually liked alot, but the Tribe identified as an opp at USAA. The other lookalikes would be a voice actress for Lady Koto, her name is Rie. She matches this random Asian trans pornstar. The other one in the scene with her, however, is a lookalike of another co-worker there Shoshanna. (If she were skinny.). At the bottom, is a lookalike of my Trainer at USAA Daryl Pike (left), another grunt killed by the Equalizer, and then the wrestler Erick Rowan.
You live in a simulation. Ergo, the last card is a literal red pill being held up before you. By a literal criminal. Because the Tribe is not going to make it easy for you. It’s the one you look down on. The one you mocked and framed as a conwoman and nutcase. That’s the one with the red pill. You’re going to have to eat some fucking crow to wash this pill down. Hey, just noticed that…HOLY SHIT…not all three of these films are about real life criminals. As we discuss a cult of thieves, the Punisher, Snowfall and a bunch of future maggot food that likes to touch on kids. Damn, even the “What Jennifer Did” has one side red and one side normal to match the bloody face for the Punisher clone. That’s some wild shit….
Well, if you don’t get that they killed Michael Madsen and want you to know it after this? I don’t know what to tell ya. Guess you’ll need more bodies to get it. And the Tribe wants you to get it. Until you spread the word and then Hollywood gets terrified to touch kids and rape women and men, in the shadows. So, we’re going to need a lot more corpses, aren’t we?
End Edit.
No, not quite… So, here’s another example of them making sure to finish what they start.
A month or so ago, the Tribe had me listening to Good Kisser from Usher over and over again. Super dope song, but the point, was that these two dancers were Starseeds. I recognized the Lark Voorhees lookalike right away. (7/10 again. Lark’s Jawline is more concaved than the dancer’s). But, I did not know who the dancer was a doppelganger for behind her. I knew it was an actor, but I could not remember his name, so I could not find him.
Literally, just now, the Tribe brought him before me. He’s Mr. Terrific in the new Superman film. (Which is hilarious, because I didn’t recognize him because of the “T” on his face. I’ve been seeing him for weeks. The Tribe likes playing games like that from time to time.) Edi Gathegi is his name. I don’t know the name of the dancer that looks like a younger version of him. (The Tribe says Edi Gathegi is not a target. He’s okay.)
Just now. To prove the point. JUST. NOW.
You disgusting, rotten, putrid, vile, cockroach eating, child molesters are going to die. I’m going to curse your fucking guts out and then my guides are going to rip them out for real. And I’m sure you think that’s not literal. Until you need surgery for stage 4 stomach cancer and they make sure you die on the operating table.
And now, we end the edit.
And the terrifying thing is, is I don’t seem to be good at individual targeting. It seems my shit is way more effective in cursing groups of people and watching many people die, rather than just targeting one, as I wish my power would work. I don’t know, practice makes perfect. I will eventually learn how to snipe pedophiles with curses at will. And once I hone this thing? Oh, I’m going to be coming for halls of power worldwide. If you ever started a war for profit, caged someone for their beliefs or sentenced them to be punished for loving someone? You should just set your affairs in order, now. Do you see Michael up there? Please understand you’re seeing that from beings who put the Pope and Queen in the ground like the glorified sacks of meat they were. You do not have the title high enough to save yourself from us. You do not have the guards skilled enough to stop my guides. You don’t have a bunker deep enough, an escape ship fast enough, an advisor wise enough, or defenses sturdy enough to save you now. Presidents to Prime Ministers, Kings to Queens, The bill is due. And you are no different from Hulk Hogan, Michael Madsen, Jimmy Carter or Queen Elizabeth. The Tribe will walk right around your guards, put their hand in your chest and squeeze. And off you go. I do not give a fuck about your titles or your positions. You deserve to die. And so you shall.
I welcome you to try and stop us. Let’s see how it goes? Who lives and who dies at the end? I’m not scared. Are you? Come for me. There’s always more room for more operatives in the ground. Wide and spacious. Try us.
Oh, but it doesn’t stop there.
They want you all to understand how precise this is, so there’s no confusion. No talk of “it’s just a coincidence.”. In this analogy, Imani Edwards is Karen Page. Someone who works with the Law. Someone who is not an ally, but not trying to kill me, either. Someone hovering around in my world, who needs to stay away from me. But, most importantly, someone who likes to hide under shit when she’s afraid.
They made sure I understood this was an analogy for Imani Edwards with Frank’s last words to her: “Stay away from me.”.
I’m not the same person that I used to be. But, I’m not so far gone that I can’t recognize the horror show I’ve become. I understand that I am a death dealer. I walk with demons who kill politicians, popes and actors. I can read your emotions, manifest your death, and am surrounded by beings you can’t even hide from. What could possibly be more terrifying than I am? Worse? I like it. I like knowing that my Tribe is letting the world know they buried Hogan and Madsen. I like the fact that they kill the ones I especially don’t like. I like that they kill pedophiles and warmongers. I like collecting obituaries of my enemies and those who rape children. I love it. There’s no saving me. I don’t want to be “saved”.
I want to destroy your very concept of “salvation” instead.
I have become an extremely dangerous individual and if I were a human, my end would surely be violent. It may still be, even as a Starseed, if that’s what my higher self designed for my Avatar’s future. It is what it is. I have no fear of death. I’m the Devil. But, this life isn’t for everyone. Which is why it’s best to stay away from an obvious nightmare like me. I’m not just deadly, I have countless people trying to kill me. Whole groups. It’s not a good idea to get involved with me. They are making that clear with this analogy.
Again, you have seen nothing yet. They have a montage of celebrity corpses to build. Each one will die for the same reasons as the ones before them. (By the way, Michelle Trachtenburg, I keep forgetting to mention they killed her, too. I don’t give a shit and don’t know who she is. But, she’s dead and they did her. Good riddance, pedophile piece of shit. I actually forgot the other three they killed. The Tribe does so much daily, I forget. If you’re some low level celeb pedo they killed and I didn’t write it down, it’s likely I’ll forget you ever existed. I’ll find them, though. One was some chick by the name of Julian McMahon. Oh, one wasn’t even a celeb, it was Dog the Bounty Hunter’s grandson, who was shot by his stepson. They killed his family member. I find that kill particularly distasteful. But, you reap what you sow.
I’ve said it before and I will say it again: Of what benefit is it to kill the cockroach and leave the eggs? If you feed your family with the blood of the dead, their lives are just as forfeit as your own. They will grow up to become a predator like you. And so the Tribe will make the call to cut that shit off, early. We’re entering a phase where you better start thinking about what you’re teaching your children to become. And whether or not those lessons will allow them to grow old in the society to come, where bullies, rapists and abusers die on the spot. Not because of me, but because the people they target will be able to curse and kill them in the future. I am not the only one of my kind here. We are legion. (Okay, yes, that was to scare the Christians on purpose. Sorry….No I’m not.).
Outside of that, there was one more, I can’t remember. Jeff Baena? No, I already mentioned that one. They’ll bring it back to me. And, by the way, I don’t give a shit if your estates and lawyers sue me. Those celebs are dead because they were fucking with children and/or knew those who were and did nothing to save them. It’s why they’re in the ground. And I want you motherfuckers to come for me. So, I can focus my death curses on you. You are the support structure that allowed these fucks to move with impunity before the Tribe ended their miserable fucking lives. You protected them legally, loved them as family and friends, all while knowing they were disappearing kids. Do you think I have any problem at all asking my Tribe to put you right with them in the ground? Every lawyer and family member who knew, will die. Sue me. Come. I do not give half a fuck, you’ll never live to spend the nothing I’ll give you.
At any rate, it’s still not time. This is going to be a whole article, not something that was just attached to Imani hiding her face. There’s more of you in Hollywood they need to kill, and then show the world, irrefutably that they killed you. I want you to pay attention to what I just said and then pay attention to this picture:
Before I made the “EXPOSED” video, I wrote a blog that was the basis for the video. Me, spazzing out on the Tribe in a low moment. In that article, I stated that the Tribe told me they would identify certain individuals that had lookalikes, that they would show me later. Here are some of those lookalikes that they promised from that group. The original blog is gone with my Patreon (more on that will be forthcoming in the Evidence of Conspiracy Database) but the photos and text remain.
When my Tribe says they are going to do something? They do it.
They’re going to make another one of these.
And there’s not a damn thing any of you can do to stop it.
Touch a child and you will die.
Know of a child being touched and do nothing to stop it? And you will die.
Conspire with governments and secret societies to keep the Starseeds trapped? And you will die.
It’s not rocket science.
Fuck around and you will not live to find out.
“Show them who the fuck you are.”.
There are two people mentioned in the title of this article.
And I am not Imani.
