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We are not reptilians. This need to tie us in as aliens, is created by aliens, it is deliberate, because we are God’s creation, and his enemy still lives, and still seeks to destroy us all by turning us away from Him. His enemy made war in heaven, and was thrown to earth And now God is close to His return through Christ, his enemy has upped the ante on his need for taking over. He’s failed for millennia to turn us humans born outside heaven, children of his ‘fallen angels’, from our maker, so he’s now pretending he, through aliens, seeded us, and using ancient alien seekers as the way to reach us all. And sadly, though their intentions are good, and well researched, and interesting, they fail to see they play the game set out in scripture for us all, the end game times. The four horses scenario will happen, it just may not be horses as we know them, as it was written down. I will not forget what was said to the surgeon called in on Roswell supposedly to examine Grey’s bodies. When one of the dying Grey’s spoke inside the head of the surgeon they’d used, and his report on this l read years later, said, “They hated us, they wanted what we have, the eternal soul. They hate that we have it, and don’t appreciate it.” He said he felt the hatred so strongly, palpable, emanating from the dying grey’s mind as it spoke inside his head, without using its voice. He said that it terrified him! I too believe this is what aliens want from us. I’ve been spoken to thus way all my life, and l know it happens often to millions of us. They’re so advanced technically, and scientifically, they could take our planet anytime. They can’t however take our souls which God gave to each of us, and in doing so, he denied any species the ability to take them and our eternal life from us. It’s what His enemy has fought for since God created us, since the fallen angels impregnated human females, and tried to get our souls that way. Do you really think if it had been that easy, it wouldn’t have been game, set, and match, millennia ago otherwise? They’ve tried every trick in the book from turning humans into atheists away from God, to wanting us to kneel to His enemy and ‘give’ our souls to him. It’s the same game, it’s never changed, it just keeps changing titles, rules, and strip, and only we, and God, have full control of what these pretend aliens want. The human soul. The UFO and alien hunters are not evil, they’re naive, they’re conned, they’re living in fools paradise of intellectual need, to be the final bearers of the truth. Nice guys and girls, but used, like all those before them, to reach the human soul and steal it from its Creator. And for the doubters, and the deliberate misleaders, Christianity us still the fasted, biggest, faith today, it tops the charts in known conversions at 2.4 Billion followers! And that’s excluding millions more like me, who never took a church, never were baptized, just knew from very young He’s in our corner, and will follow Him to the end of time. I was ordained as a minister 20 years ago because l wanted to show outwardly l belong to God. My ordination did not include religion. God is not religion, He’s the creator. He made us all before others sought to steal His thunder, and invented religious titles, for that purpose. They Grey’s are crap, likely robots. Nothing more. The soul belongs to us, individually. That’s why it’s box office stuff forever and a day, when Vincent Price Wannabees, pretend to be God’s enemy, and barters for each soul. To stay safe, to be ready when God comes to take you home, just say NO!
My fear seems to be coming true…you can inform yourself…the 13 satanic Bloodlines of Illuminati: The Astor Bloodline, The Bundy Bloodline, The Collins Bloodline, The DuPont Bloodline, The Freeman Bloodline, The Kennedy Bloodline, The Li Bloodline, The Onassis Bloodline, The Reynolds Bloodline, The Rockefeller Bloodline, The Rothschild Bloodline, The Russell Bloodline, The Van Duyn Bloodline and The Kennedy Bloodline! They are all Rh negativ !
John F. Kennedy was closely related to Anton LaVey (the founder of the Satanic Church in the 60s). He was romantically involved with several women from this cult group, mainly Jayne Mansfield and Marilyn Monroe.
I’ve never read such a load of rubbish in my life. I’ve grown up knowing about the majestic twelve, and Christ’s impending return, but this fantasy you speak has grown beyond all proportion. Kennedy was flawed, all wealthy spoiled people are. But he was the best President the USA ever had. I was there, watching live on TV when he was assassinated, it wasn’t the repeat you all see. l was 18, married, with a baby in the pram beside me, ironing our clothes and bedding. My husband was at work, my in-laws seated in front of the TV, a little monochrome heavy duty set, as they all were then, but that didn’t stop our clear view of every second of that ride to his death. I immediately burst into tears, much to.my in-laws amusement. They’d survived two world wars, pa-in-law as a British soldier had survived as a desert rat with Monty (Montongomary) ifor six years. They were no way into politics or secret societies. Rich people tend to have more say because they can pay the Piper more. The poor get a vote. But democracy controls the west and always has, and no one family, not even Windsor’s, are so important they can, or dare, override the masses. They’re all thrown out of office eventually. That couldn’t happen if they had the control you imagine. History shows just as many losing leaders who finally got their cummuppance despite Nero and his fiddle. Where there’s a rich controller, theirs a richer one in the wings, plotting to take over. It’s called human behaviour. There’s only one real controller, and that’s God. There’s only one real enemy, and that war has already begun, it’s been waging for millennia and your little opus is merely a fly on the wall of time between the beginning and the end finalle. The new beginning is with God, in heaven.
Show me only one person of light from the list of the 100 famous Rh negatives. I can’t see a single good soul there… why?
Und ich kann auch keine besondere, hervorragende, besonders intelligente oder gar schöne Person dort sehen…why?
I live, and l am dying, maybe very soon, of heart failure, as a Christian. I live way beyond the timesy life had run aground and l was supposedly dead, or dying! I live at 77, because of God’s intervention more tmes than l can count, as l came close to death in many different ways across my 77 years, and l’ve lived with absolute proof, of God’s existence. We each find our own path, faith, and truth, that’s the reason we were norn. My proof,not yours, my life, not yours, my fears were never pushed on others demanding they prove their faith, or their creator’s existence, just so l could feel good. It’s not my place either to prove myself, my God, to you. It’s not your place to criticise my faith either. We walk alone with God, each one of us, we arrive in life separately, our hand in His. Our tests aren’t set by other humans’ need of feeling good by challenging another, because they fear the unknown so much, they divert attention to others, because they demand answers, based on singular need and fear of darkness. Grow up do, young unrequited soul, you need to learn to step back out of the faces of those who do see God, and stop attempting to.bathe in light not yours, merely by challenging their faith, insulting their mentality, to score imagined points. Your fears will follow you to death and beyond, unless you put that finger down, and point it in your own direction, for l am authorised to tell you before l die and return t my creator, all your answers, lay within you!
To those who read me today, apologies. My focus isn’t good. I’m hitting wrong keys. I constantly feel giddy and queasy, like l just got off a fairground ride. It’s part of the fourth stage of heart failure. I’m wobbly on my feet, and as a teetotal who’s never been drunk once, l’m guessing this might be what it’s like. I don’t like it. Reading you all helps me take my mind off it. And telling a silly ass off, for rejecting the world’s creator, especially when l’m closer to His door than him right now, is power to my concentration.
Can’t defend them, l must have been the only sixties teen who never liked them. And has never screamed at any pop star. Elvis, Johnny Cash, they’re still my favourites.
A true story, proof inside unused, old mobile phone. Ten of them in my bedside locker drawer. Which l don’t need to check. When l’m dead, l hope someone finds it. It was 2004 and
I’d been sobbing like a baby, missing everyone. Realisation dawning, l’m living the remainder of my life alone. Two.marriages was enough for me. I was distressed, it was two decades ago and phones had just begun doing short video clips. l lived alone with dog, was readjusting to divorce, and last adult child leaving home. I’d only recently adjusted to loss of own home and loss of mother, all gone inside six months. In my rented flat which l’d totally renovated on my own, l finally got to bed and realised l’d not opened the package that arrived twelve hours before. It was my two yearly upgrade phone from my contractor. And l wiped my eyes, blew my nose, and felt terrible because l’d shouted up to heaven, “Nobody loves me anymore!” I opened my package and took out my new toy, and put it on charge and added the SIM. Then, l read through it’s contents and services etc. Videos… Yay… This looks fun… So l held it up and slowly swept the room including self until it clocked off automatically, it’s limited seconds used. I then pressed replay, and watched as it played back the silent room, until just as the frame passed over my hand at the end of shot, a loud ‘click’ and a voice loud and clear to me, said, “Love you more in heaven!” I thought l heard “love you more than heaven!” And said, “No, no you mustn’t!” Then l realised it was a southern drawl, ‘love you more n’hea..ven… it was Elvis, and it was decidedly, “love you more in heaven!” And the penny dropped, God answered my cry, using the voice l played day and night, irritating my son who hated Elvis, singing his songs of faith to God, constantly on a loo inside my car. So, God told me once again, that l am loved. I played it to my brother, and his son who kept listening over and over to it. Got a photo of him doing it, totally engrossed. He got it too, the words. My brother did eventually. It actually sounds just like white noise, from the movie, but was long before that movie… the second of the loud CLICK the voice begins, and it left my nephew with more questions, deep and thoughtful. My brother doubting his own ears. The message was for me, so l heard it clearly right away. Others don’t, but once they get there, they can’t stop hearing it. And it unnerved them, realisation, we are not alone. And it’s Elvis’s voice. Whom l’ve loved since 1958 age thirteen. I’d never in month of Sundays, imagined God would answer me with my idol’s voice. But He did. And it’s still in my old phone. It’s also uploaded onto a disc onto an old harddrive l took out of my first desktop computer. Along with loadsa photographs of ghosts and UFOs. And when l’m a ghost, if anyone finds and replays them, l’m going to be there, and let them know! Hey, you there, yep, you, it’s real, God, ghosts, life ever after, trust me kids, it is! Cos l love laughing at sceptics.
We are not reptilians. This need to tie us in as aliens, is created by aliens, it is deliberate, because we are God’s creation, and his enemy still lives, and still seeks to destroy us all by turning us away from Him. His enemy made war in heaven, and was thrown to earth And now God is close to His return through Christ, his enemy has upped the ante on his need for taking over. He’s failed for millennia to turn us humans born outside heaven, children of his ‘fallen angels’, from our maker, so he’s now pretending he, through aliens, seeded us, and using ancient alien seekers as the way to reach us all. And sadly, though their intentions are good, and well researched, and interesting, they fail to see they play the game set out in scripture for us all, the end game times. The four horses scenario will happen, it just may not be horses as we know them, as it was written down. I will not forget what was said to the surgeon called in on Roswell supposedly to examine Grey’s bodies. When one of the dying Grey’s spoke inside the head of the surgeon they’d used, and his report on this l read years later, said, “They hated us, they wanted what we have, the eternal soul. They hate that we have it, and don’t appreciate it.” He said he felt the hatred so strongly, palpable, emanating from the dying grey’s mind as it spoke inside his head, without using its voice. He said that it terrified him! I too believe this is what aliens want from us. I’ve been spoken to thus way all my life, and l know it happens often to millions of us. They’re so advanced technically, and scientifically, they could take our planet anytime. They can’t however take our souls which God gave to each of us, and in doing so, he denied any species the ability to take them and our eternal life from us. It’s what His enemy has fought for since God created us, since the fallen angels impregnated human females, and tried to get our souls that way. Do you really think if it had been that easy, it wouldn’t have been game, set, and match, millennia ago otherwise? They’ve tried every trick in the book from turning humans into atheists away from God, to wanting us to kneel to His enemy and ‘give’ our souls to him. It’s the same game, it’s never changed, it just keeps changing titles, rules, and strip, and only we, and God, have full control of what these pretend aliens want. The human soul. The UFO and alien hunters are not evil, they’re naive, they’re conned, they’re living in fools paradise of intellectual need, to be the final bearers of the truth. Nice guys and girls, but used, like all those before them, to reach the human soul and steal it from its Creator. And for the doubters, and the deliberate misleaders, Christianity us still the fasted, biggest, faith today, it tops the charts in known conversions at 2.4 Billion followers! And that’s excluding millions more like me, who never took a church, never were baptized, just knew from very young He’s in our corner, and will follow Him to the end of time. I was ordained as a minister 20 years ago because l wanted to show outwardly l belong to God. My ordination did not include religion. God is not religion, He’s the creator. He made us all before others sought to steal His thunder, and invented religious titles, for that purpose. They Grey’s are crap, likely robots. Nothing more. The soul belongs to us, individually. That’s why it’s box office stuff forever and a day, when Vincent Price Wannabees, pretend to be God’s enemy, and barters for each soul. To stay safe, to be ready when God comes to take you home, just say NO!
My fear seems to be coming true…you can inform yourself…the 13 satanic Bloodlines of Illuminati: The Astor Bloodline, The Bundy Bloodline, The Collins Bloodline, The DuPont Bloodline, The Freeman Bloodline, The Kennedy Bloodline, The Li Bloodline, The Onassis Bloodline, The Reynolds Bloodline, The Rockefeller Bloodline, The Rothschild Bloodline, The Russell Bloodline, The Van Duyn Bloodline and The Kennedy Bloodline! They are all Rh negativ !
John F. Kennedy was closely related to Anton LaVey (the founder of the Satanic Church in the 60s). He was romantically involved with several women from this cult group, mainly Jayne Mansfield and Marilyn Monroe.
I’ve never read such a load of rubbish in my life. I’ve grown up knowing about the majestic twelve, and Christ’s impending return, but this fantasy you speak has grown beyond all proportion. Kennedy was flawed, all wealthy spoiled people are. But he was the best President the USA ever had. I was there, watching live on TV when he was assassinated, it wasn’t the repeat you all see. l was 18, married, with a baby in the pram beside me, ironing our clothes and bedding. My husband was at work, my in-laws seated in front of the TV, a little monochrome heavy duty set, as they all were then, but that didn’t stop our clear view of every second of that ride to his death. I immediately burst into tears, much to.my in-laws amusement. They’d survived two world wars, pa-in-law as a British soldier had survived as a desert rat with Monty (Montongomary) ifor six years. They were no way into politics or secret societies. Rich people tend to have more say because they can pay the Piper more. The poor get a vote. But democracy controls the west and always has, and no one family, not even Windsor’s, are so important they can, or dare, override the masses. They’re all thrown out of office eventually. That couldn’t happen if they had the control you imagine. History shows just as many losing leaders who finally got their cummuppance despite Nero and his fiddle. Where there’s a rich controller, theirs a richer one in the wings, plotting to take over. It’s called human behaviour. There’s only one real controller, and that’s God. There’s only one real enemy, and that war has already begun, it’s been waging for millennia and your little opus is merely a fly on the wall of time between the beginning and the end finalle. The new beginning is with God, in heaven.
You can also lie to yourself… you live in an illusion, in the matrix
Show me only one person of light from the list of the 100 famous Rh negatives. I can’t see a single good soul there… why?
Und ich kann auch keine besondere, hervorragende, besonders intelligente oder gar schöne Person dort sehen…why?
And I can’t see any special, outstanding, particularly intelligent or even beautiful person there… why?
I live, and l am dying, maybe very soon, of heart failure, as a Christian. I live way beyond the timesy life had run aground and l was supposedly dead, or dying! I live at 77, because of God’s intervention more tmes than l can count, as l came close to death in many different ways across my 77 years, and l’ve lived with absolute proof, of God’s existence. We each find our own path, faith, and truth, that’s the reason we were norn. My proof,not yours, my life, not yours, my fears were never pushed on others demanding they prove their faith, or their creator’s existence, just so l could feel good. It’s not my place either to prove myself, my God, to you. It’s not your place to criticise my faith either. We walk alone with God, each one of us, we arrive in life separately, our hand in His. Our tests aren’t set by other humans’ need of feeling good by challenging another, because they fear the unknown so much, they divert attention to others, because they demand answers, based on singular need and fear of darkness. Grow up do, young unrequited soul, you need to learn to step back out of the faces of those who do see God, and stop attempting to.bathe in light not yours, merely by challenging their faith, insulting their mentality, to score imagined points. Your fears will follow you to death and beyond, unless you put that finger down, and point it in your own direction, for l am authorised to tell you before l die and return t my creator, all your answers, lay within you!
To those who read me today, apologies. My focus isn’t good. I’m hitting wrong keys. I constantly feel giddy and queasy, like l just got off a fairground ride. It’s part of the fourth stage of heart failure. I’m wobbly on my feet, and as a teetotal who’s never been drunk once, l’m guessing this might be what it’s like. I don’t like it. Reading you all helps me take my mind off it. And telling a silly ass off, for rejecting the world’s creator, especially when l’m closer to His door than him right now, is power to my concentration.
And John Lennon and the Beatles were also influenced and inspirated by satanist Aleister Crowley !!!
Can’t defend them, l must have been the only sixties teen who never liked them. And has never screamed at any pop star. Elvis, Johnny Cash, they’re still my favourites.
Elvis Presley war O Rh positiv
And yes he was talented, handsome and had a good heart and unfortunately was only taken advantage of!!!
A true story, proof inside unused, old mobile phone. Ten of them in my bedside locker drawer. Which l don’t need to check. When l’m dead, l hope someone finds it. It was 2004 and
I’d been sobbing like a baby, missing everyone. Realisation dawning, l’m living the remainder of my life alone. Two.marriages was enough for me. I was distressed, it was two decades ago and phones had just begun doing short video clips. l lived alone with dog, was readjusting to divorce, and last adult child leaving home. I’d only recently adjusted to loss of own home and loss of mother, all gone inside six months. In my rented flat which l’d totally renovated on my own, l finally got to bed and realised l’d not opened the package that arrived twelve hours before. It was my two yearly upgrade phone from my contractor. And l wiped my eyes, blew my nose, and felt terrible because l’d shouted up to heaven, “Nobody loves me anymore!” I opened my package and took out my new toy, and put it on charge and added the SIM. Then, l read through it’s contents and services etc. Videos… Yay… This looks fun… So l held it up and slowly swept the room including self until it clocked off automatically, it’s limited seconds used. I then pressed replay, and watched as it played back the silent room, until just as the frame passed over my hand at the end of shot, a loud ‘click’ and a voice loud and clear to me, said, “Love you more in heaven!” I thought l heard “love you more than heaven!” And said, “No, no you mustn’t!” Then l realised it was a southern drawl, ‘love you more n’hea..ven… it was Elvis, and it was decidedly, “love you more in heaven!” And the penny dropped, God answered my cry, using the voice l played day and night, irritating my son who hated Elvis, singing his songs of faith to God, constantly on a loo inside my car. So, God told me once again, that l am loved. I played it to my brother, and his son who kept listening over and over to it. Got a photo of him doing it, totally engrossed. He got it too, the words. My brother did eventually. It actually sounds just like white noise, from the movie, but was long before that movie… the second of the loud CLICK the voice begins, and it left my nephew with more questions, deep and thoughtful. My brother doubting his own ears. The message was for me, so l heard it clearly right away. Others don’t, but once they get there, they can’t stop hearing it. And it unnerved them, realisation, we are not alone. And it’s Elvis’s voice. Whom l’ve loved since 1958 age thirteen. I’d never in month of Sundays, imagined God would answer me with my idol’s voice. But He did. And it’s still in my old phone. It’s also uploaded onto a disc onto an old harddrive l took out of my first desktop computer. Along with loadsa photographs of ghosts and UFOs. And when l’m a ghost, if anyone finds and replays them, l’m going to be there, and let them know! Hey, you there, yep, you, it’s real, God, ghosts, life ever after, trust me kids, it is! Cos l love laughing at sceptics.
So??? Your point being???