Apple of My Eye:

I really want to talk about the Apple of my eye, losing it, finding it, loving it, needing it: 

When I was sitting down with the Bible and I was having all these Revelations from the Resurrection to whom I is, my purpose, my calling, my ambition. (yes, I have a lot of ambition) 

Here is a song to back that up... 

I also, want to say that I am one of the original canaan families in America. It goes way back. Most of the drug money that is fed to the people are from my people. 

"Even Habib did for a while." 

Okay, well, onward... 

Because I wanted to talk about losing the apple of my eye, and how this all ties into my current events... 

Lets begin with what my apple is.. 

For me it's bringing happiness to the world and providing a New Earth, one we have not seen before. That's kinda it in a nutshell. 

Restoring the Kingdom of God on Earth, Resurrecting the soul old and new with a new Earth, doing this with all my witty inventions, using the key to the universe, healing the nations... and such. 

I am more than capable, given resources to do alllllll these things, as all things are possible with God. I really believe this because I see this everyday.  One thing that was in my heart, for myself was my children one day. That would be for a lot of parents, I am going to speak about woman our self, a prevalent purpose for the apple of your eye. For me this is true. I have always been maternal, a matriarchal figure. My best friend in high school said one time that she loves the cow because of how motherly they are. There bone structure is strong and graceful, full of poise and wisdom in thier line. They feed us, and nurture young for as long as we have met them. 

One of the more beautiful statements that I have listened to ever being spoken. I cannot repeat what she said verbatim, or tell you the exact feeling of grace that came with this sentence, but I can tell you that the calming beautiful of what God has created for us  forges our respect for eachother. I still to this day think about that phrase often when I see cow, or think about mamas.  

I have lost my children. Even worse than losing a child is losing them in mind control. Even worse then that is the separation of my own body and taken into the underground to be mutilated and raped on a daily measure by our evil leaders and thier followers. To sit here and watch myself go under sterilization treatment at the hand of our Government was horrifly. To watch Barack Obama abduct my ovum and produce my offspirng in the underground pretty much tore my heart out, because I never wanted that for them, nor would I ever want him and I to have produced an offspring. More in so that I watch these babies be raped and hurt. I watched a little girl be raped electronically in the womb and have Obama repeat back to me "It hurts her." I sat there and was forced to see this baby cry in pain from being raped. Then I sat there and watch Obama close her vagina back up to be raped again. I dont know if that was my child. 

I dont know if that was a real child. 

She was developed in a cadaver that was left of life support. I suppose that woman was a child of this technology as well, or a prostitute in the underground. She looked no more that 20 years old, and dead, a blond timmer but average sized woman on a cold metal table. 

He said this is your child, I said I dont think so. 

It became a game for him to use this infant against me, and I said I dont think it's mine because the shoulder look different. I said it was Beyonce's because she resembled her facially and in the shoulder blades. 

Obama stopped after I said this as talked to someone in his network, and said "She knew that because of the shoulder blades?" 

Beyonce was once yelling, she said "What's the difference? They are going to take them anyways. Mind as well make money off of them." 

This is during the time that all of Beyonce's internal children came out. She has several. I talk to one quite frequently, and I think he has one of the saddest stories. He is a beautiful person, although. I kinda love him, regardless of Beyonce, because I hate her. 

His name is Ibraham. He is the offspring of King AbuDhabi and Beyonce. He is twelve years old, or fourteen, I forget right now, but someplace in there. He is locked in a dirt floor cage with sack cloth to dress himself. He barely eats food, He is kind, he speaks to me, and he says that he also agrees that this type of life needs to end.  He is down there with the rest of the Saudi Royal Family's offspring for sex slavery and child prostitutes.  As Prince Mohammad bin Salman Al Saud said to me through this technology "Some of our family gets this, and some of our family gets that." 

He showed me two mental image adjacent to what he said. The first one was of kids and people in the cages, and then followed with the very rich and decadent life of the Saudi Royal Family. King AbuDabi, who is still alive and kickin it, said "they are sex slaves." Referring to the Quran. I said it's not condoned for your own blood. Anything to get them out of there. 

King Abu Dhabi, the last time we spoke said not to speak about him, but I am going to because we all know that I will. I really want these things to end. I pray for mercy and peace for them. I pray for freedom of all you people. 

Also, another little kid that I met in in the Saudi royal family was someone I have coined the name "Little Elephant Boy." I told him one that in some religions you would be looks at like a God for your shape. I think I love him, too. Not think, they have grown in my heart. He is very kind, too. But I really got attached to this kid when I heard him get the courage to speak up... 

I had to take an intermission because I asked again if He died, and He may have. Or he does not want to talk to me, but I cried a little too.  Because I have a real attachment with him. 

Right, so all these little kids relied on me to help them out of there, and it still looks like everything is going well, but I feel as if I may have let them down with Zika. To protect them and to protect Julia, my niece. I dont know what is going on with that side of the family. They traumatized me so often I had to leave them alone. I dont have thier phone number anymore. 

I should take a trip down there and see if she is okay and well, how they are living and things, but Her mother is a borderline maniac control freak with a stick up her rear. And think she knows everything. I dislike her, too. For the first year that this was happening to me, she sat there and called me a pedophile and retarded. Well, I proved her wrong on that. She could not handle the fact that I was prettier than her and more intelligent, I guess kinder too. She stood there and said me buying my niece clothing when she was being sent to school in see through garments and ripped and stained outfits- that I was grooming her?! I asked her if she realized that the reason her day care provider gave you a full box of hand me down clothing was because you repeatedly inadequately dressed her? She didn't at all. She went into a state of austucken rebellion at that point, and quickly blamed my brother.  I had to point out to her for as smart as you are you really only retain a surface information, but you dont think deeply. You dont think with heart or empathy. I mean my God, you watched them rape me with a newborn and said nothing but accused me sat there and snidely question me about things to see if I was retarded or not. You're fucking horrible. You knew the whole time what happened to me in California because you stole this technology or the password to it from you Illinois state judge mother. And you have the audacity to pick sides with the people who not only harmed me, but harmed those children in the worst type of way.  Then you say "I'm a pedophile for not speaking to you about that when I knew." Right, you could have saved me a lot of heartache. If anyone would have been honest with me, been forthright with me, I mean anyone of you, even about the stupid chain mail letter that said I molested thier son, and we all know the story behind that. It was obviously a lie, and highly illegal to do. Right, like any responsible government employee is going to sit there and handle a child molestation case with chain mail about everything I did wrong or odd. Plus, that is hearsay. Why didn't you just ask me? Why did you wait so long to take it to my brother, or my dad? Why did you say that it was so inappropriate what I did, when you didn't even know the story? You piece of shit, they put another woman's infant in my vagina while I was in drug facilitated sexual assault!  AND YOU KNEW! why because you wanted to cover up your illegal actions? Why didn't you treat me like family and communicate with me? Why did you traumatize me after all this happened to me? Why is a reputation made by uncivilized whoremongerler, rapist, child molesting scum, more important than my safety? WHY????!!!?? And to think, you wanted to be a psychologist. and you literally said "because I wanted to understand her(me)." 

Why didn't you just talk to me about what happened, then? Instead of making assumptions? I tell you what they did to me and you believe them over me?  Do you know how much grief I have gone through over that fucking letter, Heather? Did you know 70% of my problems after California were preventable if I just had someone be honest with me!! All of my family, fuck you.  And you call me a whore, and you slept with half of Springfield. Sound hypocritical anyone? I am at an average number for my age, because I really am being judge for nothing more or nothing less than anyone else is. 

But I have not been in Julia's life for a while, and honestly with all that they put me through I wished she was never born for a time period. You know so I could cut off the relationship with no qualms. Feel secure. 

I know I deal with a lot of emotions, and I am an honest person. It's the best I can be when I am being subliminally programmed, to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing by the truth, so help me God.

I am thankful for Julia. I am thankful that her mother came into our lives. Maybe you were put in mind control as well. I think its a reasonable assumption, but it's true that everyone did betray me, even my own sisters!
And you sit there and tell Gabe that Julia is not his blood. That she is the other Gabriel's that you were sleeping with at the time, but she looks just like us! And you use her as a power play and manipulation tactic to get what you want at any time.
Why?

Seriously!

I talked to Julia about sexual abuse, correctly. 100%, and you think that I am grooming her over resentment for my brother molesting me. I am not that fucked up, Heather. Maybe you would feel that way, but I am forgiving person. Why would I tell her to talk to anyone of us about sexual abuse if it was happening? Why would I tell her to speak with you, or me, or someone she feels comfortable with.
I never held sexual abuse against my brother, like that. I dont know how I held it against him, but I was mature enough to know that what happened between us as children was because someone hurt him too. We were both molested by The government. We were both molested by our Grandma and Aunts, okay!
I saw remorse in my brother for what happened. He apologies in his own way to me.

I swear when I am stable and I find out that you sold her or hurt her in anyway, you or Gabe, or my dad, I am tearing your ass up in court.

We all know that Putin is offering a lot of money to people who are willing to sell their children into sex slavery around me. Around the world. Just to make thier actions acceptable and condoned. You watched this all happen to me.

I am at arms, okay. I cant do everything, I dont have it right now. All I can do is try to reach out to her, and give her an open line to me. You guys too.

I told you that I would take care of Julia's future. That I would make sure she had a car, and when college comes she could go wherever she wanted. I meant that. Okay. You laughed at me for it. I believe in that child. You act like I am a predator for wanting to help you. 

You fucking watched me sit there and cure cancer and HIV in one stone. You watched me talk to the FBI, CIA, The President, You watched me get Alfred the Money shoved into my vagina, and I asked you guys for a year straight to just help me get out of the situation. And all you did was sit there and belittle me, hate on me, accuse me, hurt.
You said "you need to leave him alone."
What does that mean when all of this is complied after a life of this?

It didn't matter who it was, everyone was doing it to me, practically.

Like I said, if someone would have been honest with me, 70% of my problems would have been avoided or fixed!

It's really hard to know something when you are left in the dark and everyone around is keeping the same secret, it;s like the shit that was said was so stupid at times it devoided the value of truth behind what was really going on, and everyone just laughed at it. Laughed at me. Spoke to me like I was not a human being for be persecuted by the worst people.


NOW LOOK AT THE SITUATION!

I warned everyone about this.

I asked people directly, indirectly- and all I got were whispers behind my back. About terrible lies. About terrible things that happens to me, and you people think getting raped with a newborn is a joke?

You think it's fun?

I firmly believe that God will destroy Earth over how corrupted people are in this day and age if something is not done about this.
It's like we as human beings are not mentally strong enough or spiritually strong enough to handle mind control by statinist. We are under possession. Everyone just about is.
I firmly believe that God will send Aliens to take over this planet if he does not get his way with our Government systems.
I see these things coming.
Anyone in detailed organizations and with extended knowledge can see that, too.
That's why the released Alien information in the past few year. Because I am here to bring Peace, and as far as I can see it, I am here to end oppression.

I am liberating the kids in the underground.
Mine, too.

So I just wanted to say, that God put extra emphasis on me not losing the Apple of my eye, and he said Do NOT CRY OVER THE CHILDREN.

I cried... enough to lose hope.

I hope I adhere to it again.  I feel like my heart has been ripped out and torn away from me. I turned away.. shutting down, shutting off, and commencing end times.

I am very sad. I am very sad.


I will go over my internal children a little bit more... right now I must sleep.

Good night.

I want to share a playlist with you about all the songs that are about me. There are more than this, but here is a starter.
If you have youtube I suggest you check it out. It's mine.

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL1AjGrLOmTduLKoQhyz_vqpGeKAgpnXJq

Every song that has to do with wolf in it, is because of that letter and my reputation. I happen to love nature and wolfs, werewolf.
That's a whole other story in it's self.

Every song talking about changing and love... God.. it's a message.


There is a time line and a story behind each song, one day I will sit down and write that for you.
You might be able to put it together yourself.


I love science, and freedom. I love God, I speak a lot about that.
They wrote music as their own interpretation of my life and my worlds to them.
I am okay with sexuality as we are human beings.
We are in the age of haulty woman. Just look around, everyone can see that. It's from the bible I will have to find the verse.
Some people depicts thier music through there own actions, in a sense repenting of thier sins.
Some artist literally quote me.. most of the songs have my quotes.


I now feel a vibrator in my vagina, I hate it.
It's thier way of controlling me.
If nothing else, control the population through submission to abuse.
I only submit for the Lord.






Watch that:

Heart break. 

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