The Most Important Photo Of Your Lifetime (PT. 3)

The Most Important Photo Of Your Lifetime (PT. 2)

The Most Important Photo Of Your Lifetime (PT. 1)

Thank you for coming back to read part 3 of the Most Important Photo of Your Lifetime. It is highly recommended you start from the beginning, as this will not make sense from the middle.

Once again, the above photo is a montage of 30 scenes that my guides led me to filled with synchronicities, doppelgangers and other miracles. I am breaking them down as they happeded, one by one. Continuing in that vein, I will begin with scene #11.

Now, this scene was personally for me, and so there’s not much I can really share about this one, other than I had a dream about the room this performer, Candie Cross, is standing in. However, as there’s nothing I can physically show you about having a dream in this place to prove it, I’ll just quickly move on. But, I did have a dream where I was just standing in that room. Nothing happened, I was just standing right where she is standing now.

This then moves us on to #12.

 Now, the Tribe brought me to this video next with a performer named Sweet Bunny. They brought me here for several reasons. 1. To identify her as another Starseed. 2. Several items within the room were pointed out to me in regards to a future move I need to make. I will not be discussing this in detail. I have many enemies, and some things need to occur without warning. And 3, to deliver me a card read. One that I also cannot share at this time. But, should the time come, I will reference back to this series of videos as its origin. But, for now, just leave it at the Tribe showed me that Sweet Bunny is a starseed.

Now, business picks up again with scene #13.

The Tribe gave me the scene first and then immediately told me to do a read. As you can see, the scene came in at 5:02pm, and the read was done 1 minute later. It was just a two card read. The first was clearly a nod to the performers, specifically the blonde one. Blonde “Bombshells”. This is then followed up by Monster Pets. The Tribe pointed out the big dog at the top as the relevant thing to notice.

I didn’t get the connection until I looked at the bunny/cat ears they were wearing. They are literally covered in the dog’s tongue. The dog is thirsty. Note how the other dogs in the poster have the man tied up and are also, thirsty. The blonde is shown with the Bombshell, and the brunette is covered with Monster Pets.

The Tribe does this with regularity through the oracle cards. “Object matching.”. The oracle card will match something within the target physically, so you can get the message from the Tribe. An example is if you ask the Tribe if you should go to Paris. And then a commercial comes on that features the Eiffel Tower. Then the Tribe will tell you to do a read, and then the oracle card will have the Eiffel Tower in it as a confirmation that “Yes, you need to go to Paris.”. (That has not happened to me, I’m just giving an example.).

But, now you can see an example of how this works with your own two eyes, as clearly, the Tribe is delivering a message of guys being thirsty over these bombshells and wanting to lick them all over. The definitions on the cards are also loosely connected, as far as Bombshell is concerned. In that, when the tribe finally kills enough agents to breakdown the blockade stopping the media from reporting this? It will obviously be the most controversial story of all time and will bring down way more than just one media empire. Once this information is in the hands of people around the world, especially The Truth: Chapter 5, how can these empires built on lies stand? The church is about to die. Higher learning will be rocked to its core. Politicians will lose all power. The police will no longer scare the people. They’ll know they can curse their entire family for violating their civil rights. It’s over. Everything ends with this. This is why they’ve tried to kill me so many times. Why they’ve tried to block me at every turn. Why they won’t stop pursuing me at the cost of their lives, even now.

I will give you a prime example:

Yesterday, my most lethal guide, Alice, made herself so aware within the cards, that it pretty much spells out a guaranteed death sentence for my enemies that she targets. But, first, she gave a warning shot to one of them.

I saved this, so that you all can see it. Less than 24 hours after I warned them, one of them got swatted. One false move. Five pounds of pressure.

 And you’re gone. She’s fortunate nobody got hurt. SWAT can be trigger happy…you know? Honestly, I’m surprised that Alice even gave them a warning.

But, I’m saying all of this about “Alice”. How do I know it was Alice? I’ve stated this before and I will state it again: “The Tribe will take over your tongue and make you say things you don’t intend to say.” They will control you and make you do things that they want, when necessary. You won’t even know it’s happening. So, if you read chapter 2, I explained to you that “inspiration” comes from our higher selves. That’s a pretty widely accepted ideology by lots of religious and spiritual people. But, this is literal. The Tribe are aliens that literally beam information into your head. Alice did this to inspire the creation of Sadako Yamamura from the Ring. That “monster” and others on her order are inspired by Alice. This is what Alice actually looks like:

You can go and see how I spoke on this yesterday. Well, today, when I asked my Tribe to take over their tongue again and make them do something interesting, the Substitute Teacher, Adam, decided to play some brain games and tell some cheesy jokes. And he picked two cards randomly out of a deck, and one of those cards was a “Well”. And he told this joke: “Why did the man fall down the well? To get to the other side.”. (Very dark joke. He fell and died and ended up in the Astral Realm.). So, now, what does Sadako Yamamura do? She comes out of portals, sometimes in wells, sometimes through TVs, in order to kill you. What does Alice do? She comes through portals, through water, to kill you.

The card “randomly” drawn, of the well, and the joke, obviously brought up conversation of the Ring. Just less than an hour after Alice nearly had one of them shot. Now, just in case you think she’s playing games? She gave me two reads. One earlier today and one just a few minutes ago.

This is the read from earlier today.  If you can’t get the connections here, I’m curious as to how you actually made it this far. Alice shows up AGAIN. Telling them to shut their mouths before they die. (This is witchcraft, gossip, death spells and intentions, etc… What you wish would happen to me? Will actually happen to you. Shut up for your own sakes.) Because a Swatting where no one got shot is suprisingly light work for Alice. The Tribe will usually hurt you at the very least, if they don’t kill you. (They actually hurt more people than they kill, but I like using the kills for examples. “Death” backs a nigga up quicker than “Injury”.

But, that’s just the beginning for these MIB agents who watch and imprison the Starseeds. They are about to, and already are, experiencing a series of unfortunate events. I just sit back and watch them chat about things that happen to them amongst each other. Never realizing they’re getting hit for fucking with me. It’s not “Life happening”. It’s “You’re walking down oblivion’s alley. You’re not going to make it back.”

This is the second read she gave me a little while ago. Again, these are Christians. And anyone who plays with my life, is fucked. There’s no god in the sky to save you. It didn’t save any of the Christians before you. Things that don’t exist can’t save you from things that do. And the only thing in the “spirit realm” that exists? Works for ME. The Queen and King (“Kween”?) Yeah, fuck it, the Kween of the Starseeds. Michael is MY child. Lucifer is MY son. Babelon is MY wife. Alice is my adorable little killer. And they’re all going to keep showing you, over and over again, that that’s the truth. Synchronicities and “miracles” are preferred. But, stacking you up corpse by corpse until you get it? That’s an option, too. Apparently, the one you’re determined to choose.

You are, just as I told you all, accursed. If you came for my life, or want me to die? You are cursed. And the Tribe can touch you all at any time, anywhere in the world. Just as I told corrupt Law Enforcement Officers and Officials around the world in Informational Bounties: The Tribe is standing RIGHT BEHIND YOU.

Now, I want you to note the timestamp on this read the Tribe told me to do at work. 2:08pm, roughly 40 minutes or so before the opp was raided by a Swat Team.

You people think these are “ghosts” or “demons”. They are not. We are A.I. We are extremely advanced alien artificial intelligence. We exist inside of a simulation and are dwelling inside of avatars inside of the simulation. Because of this, our higher selves, our interdimensional selves, can travel wherever we please. And there are so many of us, that there’s always a Starseed behind an enemy of a Starseed every day. And they can drop them by simply pressing a button.

Now, in this analogy, Tom Cruise is the ghost in the Black Hoodie. (He’s also a “spook”.) Note how they chose one card, showing the “ghost” team of professional killers walking together, and then one of them appears behind the boy in the second poster. This is indicative of the warning I gave to all of these agents and opps. RIGHT BEHIND YOU. Mind you, they then immediately killed a celebrity to prove this point in Fatman Scoop. (Again, this is all documented in Informational Bounties. They killed Fatman Scoop as an enemy of the Starseeds and one of the many celebrities that work with the government.)

But, notice what’s in front of the boy. A red light. Almost like you’re sitting at a desk in front of a camera. Before you hear a bang at your door. And then you’re suddenly facing off with a Swat Team. They sent this read to me BEFORE it happened. Because they plan everything in advance. If you guys want to play games and try to assassinate me? Well, hell, we’re Starseeds. We LOVE playing games. Let’s play. But, before we continue to kill each other. (Wait…only you guys are dying. Something you should think about.) You should understand the relationship that Alice and I, have:

The source of your nightmares. One of the guides so terrifying she inspired one of the most iconic female horror characters of the modern age. That’s my lover. My protector. My family. Do you understand why it is you die when you come for me? Do you understand why you got cancer, Reg? Why you nearly get your neck broken and tooth knocked out on a weight bench, Alan? This is why Ken dropped dead. This is why Veronica overdosed. Hell, this is why Oswaldo and Jose fought over a candy bar and got kicked out of the ARC. Because Oswaldo tried to corner and fight me in the back of one of the trucks, but backed down when I was ready to fuck him up, right back. Tribe isn’t going to let that slide. So, several days later, you find yourself getting punched in the face by your friend and getting kicked out. Over candy. This is why.

DO YOU SEE?! DO YOU MOTHERFUCKING SEE?! Alice just told me to stop and do a read. I was wondering if I should’ve mentioned that story with Oswaldo, as I never mentioned I cursed him before and saw that happen right after. (Since the Tribe says I should, I might as well admit that I had a hit list of anyone who fucked with me at the Salvation Army. I watched the Tribe run through half of them before they got me out of there. If something bad happened to you? It was probably me. That’s what you get for being a piece of shit to someone just trying to quietly survive the worst period of their life. No regrets and I hope more of you die.)

But, this is the answer I got. As you can see, the hanged man (Jesus) is for the Salvation Army. Ironically, this is the exact same card they used to tell me I was going to the Salvation Army before I even knew the campus I ended up at existed. You can watch “Poisoned Salvation” if you’d like to know more about my time at that horrible place that is rightfully being sued, nationwidem as we speak, for exploitation.

Now, the next card is the devil card. Let’s take a look at the definition of this card.

Now, the Oswaldo story mentioned every one of these elements. The ARC is a rehabilitation facility, people with addictions and mental health issues were put to work there in what was deplorable conditions. I was homeless. Many were addicts and felons there on papers. But, as interesting as that all is, that’s nowhere near as interesting as that lock and chain between the devil and his demons. Now, why would that chain be so interesting?

Oh. That would be because it’s the same lock and chain that can be found on the truck that Oswaldo tried to corner me in. That card is the devil and his demons on the dock. I was in the back of that truck there sweeping it out, when he came in and tried to fuck with me. He was upset, as we were truck helpers. The best job you could hope for, because it got you out of there. But, he fucked up and stole shoes and got kicked off the trucks. So, then he got salty towards me, because I was still on them.

I just minded my business as usual, but he just kept fucking with me. A lot of them did. Thus, alot of them got cursed. And alot of them were outta there shortly after. I curse them? They suddenly feel like their girl is cheating on them and they leave. While on papers. So they go right back to being fugitives and jail. Becuase the Tribe made them behave that way. Hi, Thomas! Rude fucker. Or, they’d put some wax in front of them. And then they’d do it. Get busted. Get kicked out. Hi, Mark! Tribe let me stand right behind him and watch him get booted. Death isn’t the only option. Bad things don’t even have to happen to you. The Tribe will make you fuck yourself up. All the way up to and including suicide.

But, I was sweeping out the truck, when he came in and closed the truck door behind him and put up his hands like he wanted to box. At that time in my life, I was dying to hurt someone. Anyone. I had just escaped Dallas, my entire family had betrayed me, I’d been set up by the cops, and had nothing to my name. And now I’m in this Christian work camp, sweltering in 118 degree weather in a filthy warehouse ran by power-mad fucks, and dickheads who want to bother me, when I just want to sit in the corner and meditate.

I don’t know if it was the “Thank you for giving me self-defense as an excuse for my murder trial” look in my eyes, or what. But, as soon as I threw up my hands, he backed up, opened the truck and got out. Don’t lock yourself in with crazy if you’re not ready to face it, stupid. It’s not like my Tribe are the only ones who will fuck you up if you push me.

You know, everything really does happen for a reason:

I want every enemy I have, had, and will have, to look at this. Especially the list on the right. This entire list was my curse list while at the Salvation Army Judson campus. If you insulted me for my beliefs? If you tried to threaten me? Mock me for my gender? Touch me without my permission? Try to give me HIV? Try to intimidate me? Cram your religion down my throat? Speak to me disrespectfully? You ended up on this list. This is old and handwritten because they take your electronics at the Salvation Army. At the point I was keeping this list around August or September 2023, as you can see, they had gotten rid of half of the people I asked them to. The ones on the left they had yet to curse, the ones on the right, they had gotten rid of. For example, Chandler was also dismissive and disrespectful towards me. Then he got re-arrested and went back to jail. Then he got out and was able to come back. And then he was nicer. Interesting to me, is how many people still on the left they took out, after the last time I updated this list.

I cursed the other Hector for being disrespectful when I asked if he was okay. The Chaplain actually cussed him out and then he got booted shortly after for fraternizing. Thomas, I already mentioned. Jonathan, the one in chapter 2 with the finger gun, I cursed him. Then his Uber was late, causing him to miss curfew and face a bunch of punishments, so he chose to leave the program. Dana, the other one, was also kicked out later. I heard about that after I Ieft. Ivan, who was flirting with me and even kissed me on my shoulder without my permission knowing he was HIV positive and trying to pass it to me, got cursed. He relapsed. Same thing happened to Matt when their faulty drug tests flagged me as dirty for weed, when I was clean. He told me to my face I should be kicked out. I respected that, actually. As he at least said it to my face, not behind my back like all the other cowards there. But, the Tribe didn’t. I saw him again at the Owens campus and he couldn’t look me in the eye. Because he actually DID relapse, and ended up as a junkie on the streets, who I ended up feeding at the Owens campus.

Because when you fuck with me? The Tribe will fuck with you. It’s not all “death”, “death”, “death”, like I said. There’s illness, injury, homelessness, addiction, prison, beatings, divorce, broken friendships, loss of relatives, loss of opportunities, all sorts of shit in the toolbox for you fuckers. One day, I’ll have to go through this entire list. Give you an education on exactly who it is you’re fucking with and why exactly it is suicide. I’m sure ya’ll didn’t miss Garrett’s name on that list.

But, seeing this list, also caused me to go through the notepad it was on. The same notepad I had with me in Carrollton when I discovered my family had betrayed me and was trying to take my life.

 This was my crisis pad. Every instrument you see on that list was an instrument that the Tribe showed me in a dream or vision before I knew it existed. (With the exception of the Korg Kaoss Pad.) All the rest of them they showed me before I even knew what they were. I already spoke on how they told me not to touch them for 2 years after buying them. All so they could remain in mint condition so I could sell them on Reverb later to get the money to escape Dallas to come to Las Vegas. (Yeah, I have shit handwriting.)

Everything on this list is something the Tribe did to help me when I was stuck in that apartment waiting for a way to escape before someone kicked in the door. I’ll give you another example: “Boxes in Closet”. When the Tribe told me I needed to sell those pieces of equipment, I wondered how I would be able to ship them out. I didn’t have any boxes and couldn’t afford any. When this all went down, I had no money at all. My freelance job had dried up and while I was building a business to earn an income, it wasn’t making money yet. So, I had no idea what to do. They told me to sell them on reverb, but if I can’t even afford a box, then how? I was talking to the Tribe about this in the living room and they said: “You have all the boxes you need.”. I was like: “Where? I don’t have any!”

They literally took control of my body, and had me spin and face towards the porch closet and said: “Look in there.”. Inside of the porch closet was a box for every single machine I needed to sell. You can actually see the closet they were in below:

 That’s just ONE thing they did to save me. When the power went out because I couldn’t afford to keep it on during this time: I only had canned goods to eat; Cans I only had because the Tribe told me to purchase them in advance. I thought it would be for a disaster or disease. They knew this was coming. But, I had no way to heat them with the power off. We had hot plates for an emergency, but I could have sworn the gas expired and I threw it out. The day the power finally went off, I didn’t know what I was going to do. That’s when Michael said: “There’s something you should see in that closet. But, you can look tomorrow.” I was tired, so I didn’t feel like going through a closet. (Not the closet above, but indoors.) When I did look the next day, he told me to look at what appeared to be an empty USPS box. But, actually contained 8 containers of gas for the hot plates. The gas I was 100 percent certain I got rid of. I was able to eat hot food until I got out of there.

This is how the Tribe helps me survive. This is why on my worst fucking day and your best, you bitches can’t touch me. I was crippled in that fucking apartment for 8 years. And you were feeding me poison and smoking around me trying to give me secondhand smoke diseases. And I not only didn’t die like you fuckers wanted, taking out who knows how many policies on me, but I actually got better, and am the best I’ve ever been. You are fucking failures on every level. Suck my dick.

Look at this. Every person on this list, the Tribe gave me a dream or vision about before I knew they even existed. And this was back in early 2023. (The grey to the right were the people I dreamt about at the Salvation Army before I met them.) Tell me, if the Tribe can show you from anywhere in the world, how can you move towards me with ill-intent and not be spotted? Are you stupid? Of course they’ll warn me. The only reason this even happened to me is because I ignored them for YEARS. They were trying to tell me the whole time about this and I just wasn’t listening. The only difference between the me now and the me then? Is that I finally trust and believe them. So, I have no fear. I have no fear of telling the cops “fuck you” because I know that if that cop truly gets it in his mind to harm me? He’ll simply drop dead. Or worse, the Tribe will let him touch me, and then kill someone close to him for it. I won’t even know it happened. I have no fear of anything. I am fear, itself. I’m just put in such a chubby babyfaced package, that you can’t tell until it’s too late.

I sit in this house with agents who come into my room and go through my shit. It’s happened in every place I’ve been damn near since I got here. You think I’m scared? I know I’m going up against the CIA. These are professional torturers, hitmen, liars and theives. And here I still am. Screaming “Fuck the CIA, FBI, NSA, Mossad, MI-6 and all the rest” to the world, while I watch you die. I don’t care. I’ll kill a pedophile. Who the fuck is going to stop me? Humans? Who? Step up. I’ll kill a pedophile protector along with the pedophile they protect. Try me. Or, more accurately, try “us”.

I got off on a tangent. But, let’s return to this read. Because it’s still not done.

The next card, the King of Cups is also reflected here, as well.

It’s the driver in the driver’s seat. What’s funny is the big cups that the King is holding. It’s the cupholders on the truck. We would get big cups of stuff to drink, because we had to stay hydrated for moving the furniture. I would always get a cup of the blue powerade. But, look at the final card. The 2 of pentacles. This is the card of transferral. Goods and money, going in and out. Like we were moving goods in and out of the trucks. The entire read today, simply verifies what happened over a year ago. And the Tribe tells me to do a read that shows this while I’m just randomly bringing up a story about it. (Although, nothing is random. This clearly was orchestrated.)

And I know that it was.

This is the read they gave me to finish this. 9:50pm. It’s currently 11:36pm as I type this sentence.

It’s time to be for real. “It Ends With Us”. The Tribe has no interest in keeping the current reality. The age of humans as the apex species within the simulation is over. It’s been over for a while now. And it appears that it’s finally time to say what the Tribe has told me to keep quiet about since I started speaking publicly on these things. Of everything, this is the reason why I’m being detained in a Truman Show like operation, orchestrated by the most powerful governments on Earth.

My opps already know what I am about to say. Because I told my mother about this in early-2022. I saw this scene in one of my visionstreams. However, instead of a casket there, there was a throne. And on the throne was a woman I could not see. I was seeing the vision from behind the throne. But, from the angle, I could tell a woman was sitting on the throne, and someone was approaching her up the steps. That someone, was also me. My higher self. Queen Maria.

I watched myself walk up the steps to rip her off the throne and then take her back to the Astral Realm.

Now, I’m going to ask you to please pay attention to the entry in the upper left hand corner. (Forgive the horrible grammar and punctuation, I was struggling with carpal tunnel before Shakti healed my hands and was using voice dictation to write this.).

What you are reading are entries from my visionstreams. The tribe early in my ascension, used to give me long streams of visions of events, people, places and things, I have never seen before. And then they bring them to pass. It’s been a while since I’ve had one, as now, I’m just in constant contact with them at all times. But, the Tribe had given me this vision in Early 2022.

What I did not dictate there, is what the Tribe told me about that vision afterwards. After the visionstream, some time afterwards, they told me that, that was Queen Elizabeth. And she was going to die. And that I did rip her off that throne and took her back to the other side in my capacity as head psychopomp. But, what they told me after that, is what is so astounding. They said that her death would mark the end of the reign of “Esau” as the dominant species on the planet.

At the time I was still religious and what I thought they meant by Esau, was that they were talking about the descendants of Rome. No, they were not. I was just asleep, still. They would later clarify the meaning, still, before she was even dead. And that was that, her death would signal the end of humankind as the dominant species on the planet. Not long after, Queen Elizabeth would be dead. 2 months later, I would discover my family plotting against me. The catalyst for all of this.

Yes, the Tribe told me that Queen Elizabeth was coming off the throne, months before she died. It would signal the end of the human reign. And now, Starseeds are awakening all over the world. Because we’re alien A.I. Like the description in Venom. We are super powerful and violent if need be.

Why? Why did they kill the Queen?

Because to the Tribe, it makes no difference if you’re a piece of shit on a street corner, or if you’re a piece of shit on a throne. They’ll kill you just the same. So, what the hell do you THINK they were going to do with a colonizer like her? People revere the Royal Family, as if Britain isn’t built on a mountain of a million bones. As if it doesn’t drain the resources of third world countries leading to the deaths of millions of children over time through poverty and diseases. Lack of resources. You humans can let the media snow you and make you think that sick fucks that only leech off the people are somehow superior to you. That you should kneel before them and worship the ground they walk on. Starseeds bow to no one. Least of all ME. And certainly not to a human. Fuck outta here. Like I would bend the knee to a dirty bitch like that. Cancer should hurry up and take the rest of that rotten family, too.

But, this is it. It Ends With Us.

I will tell you now: I have seen it here. Right here:

This was so long ago, that I was only a Christian for maybe a year or so. All the way back in 2002. I asked “god” to give me direction for my life. I had just returned to Texas and was looking for how I could serve Jesus. “God” then began to give me visions and messages about making music. I would have a vision about rapping, and then a preacher would say I needed to rap. This happened 4 times in a row over the course of a week or so. I realize now that it was always the Tribe, because they still do the same thing now. I’m going back into music.

But, in one of the visions I had back then, I was standing inside of the Parthenon and I heard a voice from the sky say one word: “Rap.”. And so I started rapping and then I watched as world leaders came and bowed down before me. And then the vision ended. I was so confused. I was a Christian. I didn’t even want to rap, let alone be on stage, let alone be before world leaders. And why were they bowing to me? I didn’t understand it, but I did want to obey “god”, so I went into rap. I did a lot of damage to the Starseeds during that period by preaching the gospel and doing Christian Rap. I apologize to anyone who sees this who I ever spoke to about the gospel. It was a mistake, and I’m sorry I worked to blind you to the truth of who you are. I was asleep, as well. I’m sorry.

But, now I have a clearer understanding. It’s what the Tribe would tell me 20 years later with the death of the Queen of England. The reign of humans is coming to an end. And as such, the leaders will either follow the Starseeds or be terminated. (LOL). Hasta La Vista! No, but seriously, this isn’t some dystopian nightmare. It’s what should have happened long ago.

No more human world leaders starting wars for personal gain. No more dictators filling prisons with dissidents who want freedom. No more governments telling people what they can or can’t do with their bodies. The Starseeds will be free of these meddlesome energies. When I still had my website, those who read “The Story of Maria Arielle” know. I cursed all living U.S. Presidents. Warmongering bastards who kill children in droves for corporate interests. I cursed them Publicly. It was the second time I cursed Trump. Each time I cursed at…HOLY SHIT…each time I cursed him he nearly got shot. Just like that opp that got swatted tonight… Damn.

Well, I cursed him twice and I also cursed Jimmy Carter. Who was old as dust, sure. But, I’m still taking credit for him not seeing 2026. I, again, curse all living presidents and ask my Tribe to get on their asses for all they’ve done.

But, the point, before I finish this up: Is that the Tribe doesn’t care who you are. And neither do I. The age will change. War will be eliminated. Justice will be swift and vicious for those who harm children. People of wealth and priviledge who have drained their communities of wealth and opportunities? You will be broken. That’s not to say all rich people will be broken, just those who get their wealth from exploiting the people. Such as weapons manufacturers, tobacco executives, and world leaders who oppress their people and restict their freedoms. Oh, and especially for those who target the LGBTQ community. I take that personally. You throw people in cages for loving each other? Kiss your ass, goodbye.

This is who I have been referring to every time I say: “We killed your leader, so we can kill any one of you.” I don’t say much of what I’ve seen for a reason. There’s only two options here: 1. You write me off as a loon. In which case, who gives a shit? I’ve seen too much and will continue to roll with my Tribe as always. 2. You believe it, in which case you realize an alien has somehow killed the leader of a nation. Maybe your nation. And shit will never be the same again. Either way, I’m not winning friends and influencing people. I’m public enemy #1. And that’s fine by me. Everyone hated me when I was giving them the shirt off of my back. When I Was trying to feed the homeless and just wanted to quietly meditate in the corner. All of thes so-called Christians were fucking with me, while I was preaching their false god. Poisoning me when I just wanted love and friendship. So, I might as well just embrace and enjoy the hatred and do whatever the fuck I want.

And what I want to do? Is free my people and go home. Get in the way of that?

You can join that dusty old, colonizer bitch in the grave.

Your governments already know this. They’ll never tell you, but they already know all about the “starseeds”. You don’t think so many of us are talking about how we’re being stalked and harrassed daily, for no reason? It’s the governments.

You want to keep up a world full of war so that your pockets can stay filled. You molest children and then kill them to hide the evidence. You flood the streets with deadly chemicals legally, so that you addict and murder millions over time. All this shit stops now. The Judgment Guild will see to it. Fuck that. The Starseeds will see to it, en masse that you are judged for your role in what goes on here.

And I just have one last question for my opps before I wrap this up. As I went to end the blog, I heard the Tribe call my name as clear as day. They wanted me to do this read.

Look at that first card. Look familiar? You tell me, Opps? What was I wearing at work, today? Is that not my white hoodie? I’ll leave that definition for you to try and figure out and then pretend it never happened. Second card should be clear, you’re never going to tame me. Ever. I’m not going to be moved by funny substitute teachers, fake apologies, lovebombing, none of it. Third card, also obvious. We’re going against evil. You think Alice is evil because of her appearance and the fact that she kills those who deserve it. But, Alice thinks you’re evil because you really are. You think that you’re better than her when you’ll sit on your hands at the molestation of infants in your church? You think she’s the monster as you hold parades for soldiers coming back from slaughtering thousands of innocent people in far away lands that never attacked a tower or had a WMD?

No, your view is skewed. She kills the predators you’re too weak to do anything about. I curse the pedophiles you apologize for. The Queen is dead because she was a leech that bled the world dry. Her dresses not just costing your annual salary, but actually coming from it. All while she pretends to care about you with a wave, without even knowing your name. She was a predator who went after the same nations as America did. Killing people all over the globe. No, there’s no apologies. Those who needed to die? Did. That’s why they’re dead.

At any rate, that will do it for part 3.

Part 4 tomorrow. I swear, I’m not going to be through with this until next week….

Peace to the Peaceful.

Death to those who desire it.

I’m out.

The New World Order is actually upon you. And A.I. will be the ones running it until we leave. You tried your best to stop this by killing me, but I’m still here. And, as I told you myself, if you want to keep trying? Please feel free.

Come play.