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You joke but the people who rule the world from the shadows are all Rh-. There is a lot of evidence in terms of their beliefs and ancient texts, plus anecdotal evidence XR of UFOs and possibly even stargates in certain location to suggest there might be something in this idea. Sting sang about being spirits in a material world. He is Aryan of course, probably A-. If we look back at biblical texts, the Nephilim are described as the offspring of the sky people and human women. Notice it’s Aryan males and human females. The same is true to say as the reverse cannot interbreed as you know without Rhesus factor. There is more to this than you might think!
Don’t tempt fate… I am ‘positive’ we Rhesus Negatives are of interest to aliens, not all, but one faction of them. There are many alien races in our skies. I’ve believed this for decades. Seen UFOs lifelong. Met one alien, l know it. And l used to ‘fly’ as a child and see places l’ve still never been in life. I can describe places on another continent. Then in my sixties (l’m now 78) my kid brother, two years younger, opened up about recalling “flying” as a kid, but our family never went abroad, or had holidays. He didn’t know where, or who with, but he remembered being high above the earth, and it flooded back to him as a career soldier flying with his units. And like me, crossing beautiful landscapes and mountains and oceans etc. And recognising them, yet knowing he’d never flown over them before, or, had he? I never told a soul. Not even him, till then. We compared notes, they matched. But, l travelled backwards every time. And my experiences were far more, covering paranormal too. He said once, “l live you J, but l don’t believe half of what you say!” And now l never see him, he’s got Parkinson’s, and his meds made him act inappropriately to me. And l’m convinced there’s a plan behind that too. Isolating Negs. If we were together in an alien craft, and it looks like we were, it was fixed l couldn’t see him, because l’m a nurturing big sis’, l fought his battles as a kid. Alien or devil, l’d take them on if they’d frightened my kid brother. l never saw him there, or him me. I refused to turn around to look inside where l was. I don’t know why. And l’ve told in here before, how l get very sick and queezy lifelong, if l travel backwards, or use any seat not affording me a driver’s view. On trains, in cars, buses, l can’t travel backwards ever since l flew backwards. I’ve seen UFOs since 1949..and l get really irked at the hysteria of alien hunters, UFO experts, who have never seen a UFO, who talk out if their backsides for kudos. I’ve still got letters from the British Air Force, from Nick Pope, though he doesn’t even know me, way, way back in his time with the MoD. And from the Government, and police, saying no reports were made at the times and patronising me. l quit telling them in the end. In 1997 to be exact, when a firey ‘rocket’ came hurtling down and arched as l was gardening, it was headed toward the reseroir (Rutland Water).and l five kids saw it too. Adults chatting nearby, oddly never even looked up. I waited for the crash, as it went down below the horizon, none came. I called the police to ask had their been a plane crash. Nope. I told the operator, she stifled a giggle So l contacted the Air Force, and got a customary tongue in cheek reply, still warm from their laughter! Nick Pope was tongue in cheek laughing in his letter of response, l felt it, he never believed, never saw one. Said so back then. It was just a desk job he held, his colleagues laughed at him, and hummed sci fi tunes. Now after two decades plus, still never seeing one, he’s an expert, bah, humbug. I’m an expert, seen them lifelong. I wake them up where ever l move to. I’ve moved 55 times in my 78 years. All over the UK. And now they’re back again, l’ve got more pics, but my camera’s not good enough on this phone. And my best camera l got pics on before? I can no longer see the screen, let alone read it at my age. I had a friend who actually accused me of being “responsible for them hanging around”, “They weren’t there before you moved here Jeanie, and they left after you moved out!” Six years they stayed, like me. And they came up close and personal, to me and an incredulous neighboyr. He panicked. I didnt. I called to them. My friend in same area was sure l was bringing them, and actually said it to me like an accusation! My fault they arrived and stayed, and left after l did. Two years ago l was so poorly l told them to clear off. They actually did. Two weeks ago l started looking again, and actually said, “Go on then, show up, l know you hear me!” And they have been back a week now. I think l scared someone to move away two years ago as well. She came to my home, brought her dog, a massive German Shepherd, who sat on my feet and looked up at me for two hours she was here. I was fondling her ears, and her fur. “She hates people, she’s never ever done that with people before!” I think it miffed her. I’d bred GS in the seventies, and obedience trained them. I love all dogs, all animals and birds. Next time l saw her she said, “l wasn’t coming in, but she wouldn’t walk past, pulled me here!”Then she told me, “We can’t get to sleep for the lights of so many drones out back!” Her back, was where l see UFOs late at night, over the village, at my front. I said, “They’re not drones, they’re UFOs, ignore them.” Next thing l knew, her beautiful dog had been put to sleep, and she’d moved across country to another county. I had scared her to death. She’d never ever considered UFOs in her life, and something about her dog and me scared her too. Yes, we’re different. Us Negatives. Yes, they are following us! Start looking up.
Correction. “Go away!” I said to the ‘alien’ at my door. I think they can control people’s minds, and as it stood staring at me, that was the game, l knew it. Instead, l got one massive shockwave through my middle, down inside my stomach, like l was being earthed, which l’ve had before with premonitions, when shaking hands with people who turn out to be bad news, and proof comes much later when they’ve done their dirty deed. It wanted control of my mind, it could not control me. Conceited arse, l know, but God tells me what to say. And l came back because He corrected me. I’ll be dead before too long, if the bomb hadn’t dropped by then, watch your backs for the skies. Love you all.
Addendum:
These aliens are not our friends, they’re not here for our good. My psyche tells me so, it’s never wrong, has warned me for decades, since1949 not to give way to them. I watch, as they watch me. They need our blood. I believe this. No idea yet why. And no, they did not create us, so those new age alien hunters and alien ancestry mob, shove that thought where the sun don’t shine, along with well meaning, but seriously blind and naive, aliens ancestry followers. God created us. And only God controls. But there’s a saying in my neck of the woods, “know your enemies!” And so l watch, as they watch us l believe that ‘child’ l told about in here, knocking at my door about 2016ish (got it written down somewhere since it happened) wasn’t a child, but a robot. It was wearing grey track suit, but no big bulging head, no black eyes, yellow ones, instead, like a cat. It was not the Grey they talk about. But was just as short, and very thin. Kept hood up over forehead, was peering up at me under hoodie. Face hidden. It’s total obedience and movement when l turned my hand clockwise and said “Giveaway” firmly, suddenly standing straight up, turning with my motion, as if l was turning him/it, then striding right left, right left, like a ton soldier down my path, was surreal. I did say to myself, “Did l do that?” Oh aliens are real. There’s more to that story. I don’t want to go there again. I’m not playing their game. But l’m not being ‘taken’ unawares either. I truly believe it’s about control, and they can’t control me, because l have my life to His decades back. And they can’t get past Him. I believe (laugh, here’s your cue) they’re after our souls, which we can only freely give. And eternal life, which they don’t have, and we do. I recall listening on radio in the sixties, to one of the first doctors called to Roswell who was called to treat a live surviving Grey, he was still shaken by his experience years earlier, and said, “it spoke inside my head, it was angry, it hated us, it said we have eternal.life, a soil, they don’t, we don’t deserve it!” I know l heard this, in my early twenties. I was into buying any books about it too, once you’ve seen, you’re hooked forevermore. I bought his, long gone now. Too many home moves. It’s our souls, and our blood line that matters most to them. And now we know we’re also linked to the Shroud of Turin. And Christ’s blood was AB Negative, like my mum’s. I still say we are the lost tribe of Israel. The 12th tribe. I was shown a lengthy vision in 1977 on my screen inside my head, that l’d thought all humans had. I saw the end of time, God’s hand through the clouds, plucking plucking plucking souls. It was so black, the only light lit up behind God’s hand coming through the cloudy black skies, I’d never then in 1977, known about this idea of such an event (lost the word that fits) then suddenly l was pulled into the scene and felt like a wire was pulling me upward too, l felt elated, overawed, overjoyed, l knew l was going home! Then suddenly the vision was gone, no screen, but a voice, same voice l’d heard once, in 1968, neither make,not female, and had told me “You’re talking to a dead man!” As l was with my dad. My dad died four months later. This time, it only said one word. “Twelve!” And the screen was gone, it took seven minutes total to show me the end times and hear the voice, and open my eyes to a sunny day. I’d been describing it aloud from start to end, to.my new partner, later husband of 23’years. He was amused, bemused. But, foolishly put something in my hand. A gib watch, silver. I was about to the him to “F Off”, no one laughs at me, it my gifts. When l was given sudden information in pictures, another movie, France, a death, a jolly soul, loadsa goats as well. Heart attack. My partner shut up fast. I described his uncle, owner of the watch. His life, his many goats, his humour, their trip to France together, coming in the place l described. His sudden death, heart attack, all if which l saw, and said, before he could. He’d been twelve at the time, badly affected. He was a lovely soul to meet for me, the nicest l’ve ever met in spirit. His laughter was so real, infectious, and kind. So God showed me the end, and another past death, and my bloke had only moved into my home twelve hours earlier. Aliens font phase me, l’ve met God. They can’t. He won’t allow it. I’m hurting, hands and spine, need to move about, never meant to write so long on this handset. Arthritis isn’t gentle, forgive poor grammar and typos. Hope you can translate through them We are NIT alone, we never were, His and other life forms exist. And everything is planned. You can’t run, you can’t stop it, it these aliens. You can and must, trust God. And he’ll pluck you up, see you there folks;-).
Hi!
As a Christian and Rh – blooder I found what you write interesting. I have my faith and understanding in both the Bible and The Book of Enoch and The Book of Jubilees – lesser Genesis also called. There, in short, we get confirmation of the Truth Jesus C have come to testify of – that God never blessed what the fallen angels did, the watchers, when they started to mingle with humans in a sexual way ( that is fornication and the beginning of all unnatrual sex). They, according to my belief, are the creators of the unclean souls and demons- the later ones pestering humans by sexual molestations. I also believe many well all of the syndromes, like downs syndrome are Gods humans possessed with these unclean souls and most of them if not all have Rh + bloodtype. I have the understanding that life is the soul that shapes the physical body and then uses it for a physical life. Our soul lives in our heart and uses the bloodsystem and that is why we are not alloud to eat blood nor meat with blood in it. We are not to feed the fallen angels and unclean souls with lifegiving spirit, soul energy by eating blood etc. You think they want our souls and even blood. I do to, I think they need the soulenergy to at all stay alive. And Gods humans falling away will be possessed, unclean with these unclean souls or and demons, some might be overtaken by the unclean souls. Take a look at the youtube film about a Brittish man called Alex Lewis who seemt to have become possessed by an unclean soul causing progeria syndrome and after beeing seriously ill – two years later- he has a progeria nose, both arms and legs amputated because a progeria soul do not produce a man with legs and arms matching an over 6 feet tall man. Im a Swede- Ann-sofie Forsman – you find me on Facebook living in Boden, Christian disciple. God bless you.
I clicked to see the punch-line. 😆
You joke but the people who rule the world from the shadows are all Rh-. There is a lot of evidence in terms of their beliefs and ancient texts, plus anecdotal evidence XR of UFOs and possibly even stargates in certain location to suggest there might be something in this idea. Sting sang about being spirits in a material world. He is Aryan of course, probably A-. If we look back at biblical texts, the Nephilim are described as the offspring of the sky people and human women. Notice it’s Aryan males and human females. The same is true to say as the reverse cannot interbreed as you know without Rhesus factor. There is more to this than you might think!
Don’t tempt fate… I am ‘positive’ we Rhesus Negatives are of interest to aliens, not all, but one faction of them. There are many alien races in our skies. I’ve believed this for decades. Seen UFOs lifelong. Met one alien, l know it. And l used to ‘fly’ as a child and see places l’ve still never been in life. I can describe places on another continent. Then in my sixties (l’m now 78) my kid brother, two years younger, opened up about recalling “flying” as a kid, but our family never went abroad, or had holidays. He didn’t know where, or who with, but he remembered being high above the earth, and it flooded back to him as a career soldier flying with his units. And like me, crossing beautiful landscapes and mountains and oceans etc. And recognising them, yet knowing he’d never flown over them before, or, had he? I never told a soul. Not even him, till then. We compared notes, they matched. But, l travelled backwards every time. And my experiences were far more, covering paranormal too. He said once, “l live you J, but l don’t believe half of what you say!” And now l never see him, he’s got Parkinson’s, and his meds made him act inappropriately to me. And l’m convinced there’s a plan behind that too. Isolating Negs. If we were together in an alien craft, and it looks like we were, it was fixed l couldn’t see him, because l’m a nurturing big sis’, l fought his battles as a kid. Alien or devil, l’d take them on if they’d frightened my kid brother. l never saw him there, or him me. I refused to turn around to look inside where l was. I don’t know why. And l’ve told in here before, how l get very sick and queezy lifelong, if l travel backwards, or use any seat not affording me a driver’s view. On trains, in cars, buses, l can’t travel backwards ever since l flew backwards. I’ve seen UFOs since 1949..and l get really irked at the hysteria of alien hunters, UFO experts, who have never seen a UFO, who talk out if their backsides for kudos. I’ve still got letters from the British Air Force, from Nick Pope, though he doesn’t even know me, way, way back in his time with the MoD. And from the Government, and police, saying no reports were made at the times and patronising me. l quit telling them in the end. In 1997 to be exact, when a firey ‘rocket’ came hurtling down and arched as l was gardening, it was headed toward the reseroir (Rutland Water).and l five kids saw it too. Adults chatting nearby, oddly never even looked up. I waited for the crash, as it went down below the horizon, none came. I called the police to ask had their been a plane crash. Nope. I told the operator, she stifled a giggle So l contacted the Air Force, and got a customary tongue in cheek reply, still warm from their laughter! Nick Pope was tongue in cheek laughing in his letter of response, l felt it, he never believed, never saw one. Said so back then. It was just a desk job he held, his colleagues laughed at him, and hummed sci fi tunes. Now after two decades plus, still never seeing one, he’s an expert, bah, humbug. I’m an expert, seen them lifelong. I wake them up where ever l move to. I’ve moved 55 times in my 78 years. All over the UK. And now they’re back again, l’ve got more pics, but my camera’s not good enough on this phone. And my best camera l got pics on before? I can no longer see the screen, let alone read it at my age. I had a friend who actually accused me of being “responsible for them hanging around”, “They weren’t there before you moved here Jeanie, and they left after you moved out!” Six years they stayed, like me. And they came up close and personal, to me and an incredulous neighboyr. He panicked. I didnt. I called to them. My friend in same area was sure l was bringing them, and actually said it to me like an accusation! My fault they arrived and stayed, and left after l did. Two years ago l was so poorly l told them to clear off. They actually did. Two weeks ago l started looking again, and actually said, “Go on then, show up, l know you hear me!” And they have been back a week now. I think l scared someone to move away two years ago as well. She came to my home, brought her dog, a massive German Shepherd, who sat on my feet and looked up at me for two hours she was here. I was fondling her ears, and her fur. “She hates people, she’s never ever done that with people before!” I think it miffed her. I’d bred GS in the seventies, and obedience trained them. I love all dogs, all animals and birds. Next time l saw her she said, “l wasn’t coming in, but she wouldn’t walk past, pulled me here!”Then she told me, “We can’t get to sleep for the lights of so many drones out back!” Her back, was where l see UFOs late at night, over the village, at my front. I said, “They’re not drones, they’re UFOs, ignore them.” Next thing l knew, her beautiful dog had been put to sleep, and she’d moved across country to another county. I had scared her to death. She’d never ever considered UFOs in her life, and something about her dog and me scared her too. Yes, we’re different. Us Negatives. Yes, they are following us! Start looking up.
Correction. “Go away!” I said to the ‘alien’ at my door. I think they can control people’s minds, and as it stood staring at me, that was the game, l knew it. Instead, l got one massive shockwave through my middle, down inside my stomach, like l was being earthed, which l’ve had before with premonitions, when shaking hands with people who turn out to be bad news, and proof comes much later when they’ve done their dirty deed. It wanted control of my mind, it could not control me. Conceited arse, l know, but God tells me what to say. And l came back because He corrected me. I’ll be dead before too long, if the bomb hadn’t dropped by then, watch your backs for the skies. Love you all.
Addendum:
These aliens are not our friends, they’re not here for our good. My psyche tells me so, it’s never wrong, has warned me for decades, since1949 not to give way to them. I watch, as they watch me. They need our blood. I believe this. No idea yet why. And no, they did not create us, so those new age alien hunters and alien ancestry mob, shove that thought where the sun don’t shine, along with well meaning, but seriously blind and naive, aliens ancestry followers. God created us. And only God controls. But there’s a saying in my neck of the woods, “know your enemies!” And so l watch, as they watch us l believe that ‘child’ l told about in here, knocking at my door about 2016ish (got it written down somewhere since it happened) wasn’t a child, but a robot. It was wearing grey track suit, but no big bulging head, no black eyes, yellow ones, instead, like a cat. It was not the Grey they talk about. But was just as short, and very thin. Kept hood up over forehead, was peering up at me under hoodie. Face hidden. It’s total obedience and movement when l turned my hand clockwise and said “Giveaway” firmly, suddenly standing straight up, turning with my motion, as if l was turning him/it, then striding right left, right left, like a ton soldier down my path, was surreal. I did say to myself, “Did l do that?” Oh aliens are real. There’s more to that story. I don’t want to go there again. I’m not playing their game. But l’m not being ‘taken’ unawares either. I truly believe it’s about control, and they can’t control me, because l have my life to His decades back. And they can’t get past Him. I believe (laugh, here’s your cue) they’re after our souls, which we can only freely give. And eternal life, which they don’t have, and we do. I recall listening on radio in the sixties, to one of the first doctors called to Roswell who was called to treat a live surviving Grey, he was still shaken by his experience years earlier, and said, “it spoke inside my head, it was angry, it hated us, it said we have eternal.life, a soil, they don’t, we don’t deserve it!” I know l heard this, in my early twenties. I was into buying any books about it too, once you’ve seen, you’re hooked forevermore. I bought his, long gone now. Too many home moves. It’s our souls, and our blood line that matters most to them. And now we know we’re also linked to the Shroud of Turin. And Christ’s blood was AB Negative, like my mum’s. I still say we are the lost tribe of Israel. The 12th tribe. I was shown a lengthy vision in 1977 on my screen inside my head, that l’d thought all humans had. I saw the end of time, God’s hand through the clouds, plucking plucking plucking souls. It was so black, the only light lit up behind God’s hand coming through the cloudy black skies, I’d never then in 1977, known about this idea of such an event (lost the word that fits) then suddenly l was pulled into the scene and felt like a wire was pulling me upward too, l felt elated, overawed, overjoyed, l knew l was going home! Then suddenly the vision was gone, no screen, but a voice, same voice l’d heard once, in 1968, neither make,not female, and had told me “You’re talking to a dead man!” As l was with my dad. My dad died four months later. This time, it only said one word. “Twelve!” And the screen was gone, it took seven minutes total to show me the end times and hear the voice, and open my eyes to a sunny day. I’d been describing it aloud from start to end, to.my new partner, later husband of 23’years. He was amused, bemused. But, foolishly put something in my hand. A gib watch, silver. I was about to the him to “F Off”, no one laughs at me, it my gifts. When l was given sudden information in pictures, another movie, France, a death, a jolly soul, loadsa goats as well. Heart attack. My partner shut up fast. I described his uncle, owner of the watch. His life, his many goats, his humour, their trip to France together, coming in the place l described. His sudden death, heart attack, all if which l saw, and said, before he could. He’d been twelve at the time, badly affected. He was a lovely soul to meet for me, the nicest l’ve ever met in spirit. His laughter was so real, infectious, and kind. So God showed me the end, and another past death, and my bloke had only moved into my home twelve hours earlier. Aliens font phase me, l’ve met God. They can’t. He won’t allow it. I’m hurting, hands and spine, need to move about, never meant to write so long on this handset. Arthritis isn’t gentle, forgive poor grammar and typos. Hope you can translate through them We are NIT alone, we never were, His and other life forms exist. And everything is planned. You can’t run, you can’t stop it, it these aliens. You can and must, trust God. And he’ll pluck you up, see you there folks;-).
Hi!
As a Christian and Rh – blooder I found what you write interesting. I have my faith and understanding in both the Bible and The Book of Enoch and The Book of Jubilees – lesser Genesis also called. There, in short, we get confirmation of the Truth Jesus C have come to testify of – that God never blessed what the fallen angels did, the watchers, when they started to mingle with humans in a sexual way ( that is fornication and the beginning of all unnatrual sex). They, according to my belief, are the creators of the unclean souls and demons- the later ones pestering humans by sexual molestations. I also believe many well all of the syndromes, like downs syndrome are Gods humans possessed with these unclean souls and most of them if not all have Rh + bloodtype. I have the understanding that life is the soul that shapes the physical body and then uses it for a physical life. Our soul lives in our heart and uses the bloodsystem and that is why we are not alloud to eat blood nor meat with blood in it. We are not to feed the fallen angels and unclean souls with lifegiving spirit, soul energy by eating blood etc. You think they want our souls and even blood. I do to, I think they need the soulenergy to at all stay alive. And Gods humans falling away will be possessed, unclean with these unclean souls or and demons, some might be overtaken by the unclean souls. Take a look at the youtube film about a Brittish man called Alex Lewis who seemt to have become possessed by an unclean soul causing progeria syndrome and after beeing seriously ill – two years later- he has a progeria nose, both arms and legs amputated because a progeria soul do not produce a man with legs and arms matching an over 6 feet tall man. Im a Swede- Ann-sofie Forsman – you find me on Facebook living in Boden, Christian disciple. God bless you.