I am posting part of chapter 6 from my second book, The Struggle. I hope to have the third book edited by mid-January.
Hidden Illuminati Child
Auch meine Tochter ist mein Herzkind, nicht das, welches ich geboren habe, DIES HIENICHEN FEHLWESN UND KAPUTTEN MENSCHEN, da muß etwas passieren, mit denen als EAMTGEBILE! SO GEHT NICHT MENSCHSEIN IN DER ERDE. Die sind nicht menschlich wahnsinnig, die sind ANDERE Rassen die anders funktionieren, UND IN DER ERDE NICHTS ZU SUCH HABEN. Die sind UNFÄHIG, unsere Gefühle und deren wunderschöne Sinnvollheit auch nur annährend irgendwie zu ahnen. Die gehören weg aus der Erde. UNTRAGBAR, und die kaputen Menschen, keine Ahnung, welchen Weg man da finden kann und will. DIESE MACHEN DAS IMMER WEITER, da gibt es keine Heilung oder Umkehr solcher Menschen.
I am 16 years old and Anagram (Ana), my Illuminati cult presenter, is fronting in Germany. I am at one of the Illuminati’s private medical facilities. The doctors here have just confirmed that I am pregnant, and ascertained that the fetus is male. My Illuminati mother is with me. She immediately makes a call to the head of the German family because the child has been fathered by David Rothschild, and may prove a useful tie with the Rothschilds in the future. I pay close attention to the call because I need to know the fate of this child. Would the German father decide that another Battenberg-Rothschild bastard son would not be useful at this point, and so order an abortion? Even worse, would this child be sold at birth into the violent, perverse underworld of sex trafficking and human experimentation? Would I be ordered to foster the child out? Or, maybe, just maybe – I might be allowed to keep my son and raise him myself. Waves of love flood me for my little unborn son, and how I wish that I could be the one to dictate his fate.
The discussion between my mother, who is one of my main Illuminati programmers and the German father continues. Another voice enters the call, and I hear Timothy Brogan, another one of my main programmers join the conversation. He strongly advises that we retain this child because my maternal instincts could then be harnessed for loyalty to the cult and my programming.
As Ana, I know full well that it is extremely common for teenage girls in the Illuminati to be allowed or encouraged to bear a child who is then fostered out or ‘hidden’ in other Illuminati households. This child is essentially a hostage, i.e., the young mothers are told that if their programming fails or they disobey orders from the cult, then they would never be allowed to see their child again, or the child will be killed. Typically, although the Illuminati cult presenters remember the child and look forward to the times they are allowed to be together, the non-cult, ordinary day presenters have no memory of the hidden child because they are told that the child would be painfully killed if they ever remember him or her, or the cult. In this way, the hidden son or daughter helps ensure the amnesia of the non-cult presenters and the obedience of the cult presenters, as an Illuminati child matures into adolescence. I am only surprised that at 16, I have not already been made to have a hidden child.
For a moment I allow myself to hope that my non-cult presenters might be allowed to have the story of being a teenaged mother and so I might actually get to raise the child myself. My heart sinks bitterly, however, as the conversation develops into a detailed discussion of the advantages of fostering my son with the Rothschilds.
“It will cause them to trust Ana more,” notes Brogan.
“This is critical as they are already showing interest in her skills as an oracle,” my mother puts in.
I tune them out as they continue the discussion, wrapping my arms around my belly. Although I do not have the power to keep him, at least, I have the power to love him as long as he is still with me.
The next time I am in France, I tell David, “I’m pregnant,” as I have been told to do by the German family.
“Well, don’t let it come near me until it’s old enough to carry on a decent conversation,” he replies casually.
I think to myself, “Typical David, he doesn’t have a paternal bone in his body.”
It is time for the birth, and I am attended by my twin sister, as expected, and by the people I am closest to in my family: my mother, sister, and my beloved friend, Barbara, who is also a high-ranking trainer. As I deliver my son, I feel a deep surge of sorrow inside. As Ana, I have absolutely no idea that this birth has triggered the deep anguish that my Jesuit cult presenter, Luce, experienced when she had to sacrifice her firstborn years before in Rome. Instead, I believe that it is because I am remembering sacrificing my firstborn son in Germany when I was 13, a required ritual for all Illuminati teenagers. My sadness is dispelled, however, when I catch my first glimpse of my red-faced, crying, very healthy young son. His name is David, in honor of his father. I tenderly pick him up, hold him to my breast, and nurse him, ecstatic at becoming a mother. My attendants all congratulate me, and I fall asleep soon afterwards, my infant son next to me in a small bassinet.
That evening, they move baby David and I to a small stone cottage on the property of the Rothschild main summer residence, with a servant to take care us. Over the next few weeks, I am allowed plenty of time with baby David. I nurse him, burp him, change him, and coo over him. I am completely in love. He has started growing fine wisps of light brown hair, and his eyes are still an infant blue. I am convinced that when I smile at him, he smiles back at times, although he is still so young. My mother, sister, Barbara and other close friends in the Illuminati visit frequently. I never tire of showing David off to them, or of talking about him to them. They smile patiently, and agree with me that he is indeed marvelous.
During one visit, however, my mother states firmly, “It’s time to take him to his foster home.” She had warned me about this event coming several days before, but I had refused to think about it.
I begin crying. “I don’t want to give him up!” I yell. My loud voice startles baby David and seeming almost in sympathy, he begins crying loudly. “See, he wants to stay with me!” I begin crying, and both David and I have tears streaming down our faces.
“You know you have to do this,” my mother and sister remind me. “You will be able to visit David from time to time, and he will always know that you are his real mother and how much you love him.”
Their words don’t help. I love my baby, and cannot bear to give him up.
“I can’t,” I say, trembling. “I’m not able to give him up.”
“If you don’t, you know I can’t let you keep him, if he makes you weak. I will kill him myself to make sure that doesn’t happen,” my mother hisses at me. At this moment, I hate her with a blinding rage. I hate this woman who throughout my life has never tolerated weakness in any form, who has pushed me since earliest childhood with her own blind ambition.
I cannot keep David, but I can make my feelings known.
“I hate you, I hate you, bitch!” I tell my mother. “I will never forgive you for this!”
“Hate me if you must, but know that I am doing my best to protect you and my grandson, even though you can’t realize it now,” my mother says. She reaches out for my son, and I clutch him to my breast.
“Mother, please, don’t do this,” I sob, as anguished tears flow down my face. Little David is crying in tandem with me, his fists curled and his screams filling the room.
“Ana, you must, and you know it!” my mother replies. She sends Lizzie to go and ask two men in the next room to come in and help her take my son away. The men literally hold me and pry my arms open, and take my son, who is still screaming, away. I lie down on the bed, and feel as if I am dying. I cannot describe the loss and bereavement I feel.
I pull myself to my feet and scream, “Kill me, mother!” I cannot even see her for the red haze of rage and grief, “Kill me, finish off what you have started today!”
“Ana, stop it!” she screams back. “You will see David in a year, once he is settled in his new home. Don’t you want him to live? To have a good life?”
“I could have given him a good life!” I yell in anguish.
“You are only a teen, without money of your own. How could you possibly support him? And yourself? For you would both become outcasts if you failed to give him up. Is that the life you want for your son?”
I lie on the bed, and cry for hours, until exhausted, I fall asleep. I have told my mother to leave and not come near me again. Lizzie and Barbara hold me and comfort me. Later in the day, Brogan comes and sits next to me on the bed.
“I hear that giving up wee David was hard on you,” he says, in his brogue that seems like a mix of northern UK and Scottish. “I know your heart is breaking,” he continues.
“You have no idea!” I sob, “I will never recover from this!”
“Aye, I know it feels that way now,” Brogan says. “But one day, you will see your son as a fine young man in a successful career, and feel proud of what you did for him today.”
“I will never be proud of this!” I insist. “I hate you and everyone else for making me do this!”
“You are going through the pangs of motherhood and loss, what all girls your age must go through,” Brogan tells me. “All survive this pain, and it really is for a purpose: to remind you that the daytime presentations must never remember us. To remind you to always obey. For your young son is your covenant to do so, and his life depends on you. I know the price is dear, and has cost you more than you feel you can bear. But for the sake of all the others you love, you must do so. For you also hold their lives in your hands – and your heart – and they also have done the same for you, including your mother, your sister, and your friend.” He turns and looks at Barbara, who is four years older than me, who nods sadly at me.
“I had to send my son away to a foster family too,” she whispers. “I know how really hard this is on you.” I see tears in her eyes, and realize that my closest friend in the Illuminati does understand.
“How did you survive?” I ask.
“One second at a time at first,” she says, coming over to me and taking my hand. “It helps that I can see him whenever I am in Germany. They let me play with him, and he calls me ‘Mama’ and it means the world to me to know that he is doing well.”
“Oh, Barbara,” I say, and fall into her arms, weeping. The others leave, and the two of us cry together for a period of time, and then she holds and kisses me.
“I wish I could live a different life,” I whisper to her.
“S-s-h-h!” she cautions me, whispering into my ear. “They can listen to us, you know. Don’t say anything you don’t want reported back.”
“At this point, I don’t care,” I tell her.
“But one day, you will,” she reminds me. “And your son will, too.” So wordlessly, she holds me and comforts me throughout the night.
This is one section from Chapter 8 in my autobiography, Never Give Up, about sex parties.
Trigger warning: mentions sexual abuse of young children
I am four years old. My twin sister, Elizabeth, and I are naked, covered only with dark blue velvet cloaks. Around our necks are jeweled collars, and we are being led in on a lease as if we are a pair of dogs by one of the fathers. Once inside the huge room which is filled with adults in various states of dress and undress, many with wine or cocktail glasses in the hand, we wait.
There is a large raised pedestal in the middle of the room. It is about four feet by four feet, made of granite, with small steps in the back. Liz and I watch as one by one, young children are led up to the pedestal. They must stand, naked, while adults in the room “bid” for the chance to have sexual activities with each child for the night. The trainers discuss the sexual training that each child has, and bids are made with small, hand-held fans encrusted with jewels, scarlet and blue patterns, and gold leaf. Winners of each bid come up to the platform to collect their prize for the night.
Liz and I are two of the lucky ones. We each have a special temporary tattoo that lets those bidding know that we cannot be killed, although we can be used for anything else. This tattoo is a reminder that if we are killed, the person who killed us will suffer severe consequences, due to our “belonging” to an extremely influential person who wants us kept alive. We are on “loan” for the night, supposedly by the German father over the Illuminati, and we are supposedly his bastard children who have other skills that make him want us alive.
At some point, Liz and I are taken and led by our leashes onto the pedestal. I feel ashamed and embarrassed to be on display, naked, before a roomful of people, but have learned to hide this. I smile and look excited and coquettish at this “privilege”. An individual can bid for one, or both of us. This night, two separate people bid for us. The one who bids and wins me is an older woman who is dressed only in a necklace, bracelets and earrings made of diamonds. The diamonds sparkle in the dim lights as I go to her. She does not tell me her name, but it is obvious that she is wealthy and powerful, not only from her jewels, but her body language and speech.
“What can you do, little girl?” she asks. While the trainer has already discussed my skills, she wants to hear it from me; maybe this is some type of test, or maybe she wants to humiliate me further.
“What do you like?” I reply, as I have been coached by my trainers.
She smiles and describes her favorite extremely sadistic activities. Her teeth are white and gleaming as she smiles. With dismay, I realize that those same teeth will be used soon to bite me in extremely sensitive, private areas. I tremble slightly, knowing that this is what she wants to see, but my reaction is not completely acting. I am sorry a woman bid because they can be some of the cruelest, most sadistic abusers. It is almost as if they have spent years devising ways to give “payback” for their own early sexual abuse but with interest. I have always wondered why they seem to be most vicious to little girls, wondered whether this is working out their own childhood abuse on a child that reminds them of themselves, but I never voice this out loud to a client. I do voice these thoughts with the fathers during debriefing afterwards.
I perform well. I let the sadistic woman have her way with me for hours. She seems very inventive, and I feel worn out emotionally and physically by the early morning. I am also sore everywhere. I have screamed appropriately, sensing that this is what this woman wants to hear as she abuses me. Finally, finally she herself is tired and falls asleep. Quietly, I get up and look for my twin. I worry about her in situations like this, as I know she worries about me. Tattoo or no tattoo, there is always the concern that a client might get carried away and go too far; many enjoy abusing children to death. But to my great relief, I see her sitting in a corner of the room, half asleep.
The father who brought us in, who is thought of in the German Illuminati as one of their trainers, but is actually a Jesuit father, sees that we are done with our clients. He brings my sister and me our cloaks. We are grateful to be covered, that the night is almost over, and leave with him. Outside, he takes us into a waiting van, unsnaps our leashes, and talks to my sister and me.
“You did very well,” Father Carlotti starts. “You both performed perfectly with the clients.”
I then realize that like me, he also had concerns, and was monitoring both of us and our clients closely during the night in hopes to intervene in time if something life-threatening seemed to be imminent.
Carlotti asks, “What did you learn while you were there?” He is asking us for intel, prompting us to report the conversations among adults in the room that we were listening to throughout the night, adults who did not suspect that four-year-old children were capable of being agents with photographic memories who would report any information discussed by them while in a drunken state. We give him the information he requests.
Once we are in a safe house not too far away, one owned by the Order, Lizzie and I are given baths, and wash off the body fluids that our clients left with us. We are also given medications to help prevent disease. Father Carlotti inspects us carefully to ensure that there is no significant harm. He provides healing technology for a rectal laceration that I have, and a gash in my twin’s arm inflicted by her client, a male, biting her.
“Human bites are the worst,” he mutters, as he cleans out the bite with a special formula, applying healing so that no scar is left. He then says to both of us, “I am so proud of you. I love you so much.”
Lizzie and I then go to sleep in soft, warm beds that are side-by-side. I go to sleep holding my sister’s hand.
“I love you, Lizzie” I tell her.
“I love you, Luce”, she answers, and then we sleep for hours. There will be no training routine tomorrow; we are given a day off to spend with each other and one of the fathers. They understand how difficult nights like the previous one can be on very young children and give us this small respite. Of course, the day after our rest, we go back to our normal routine.
Of course, Lizzie and I told ourselves that we were two of the “lucky ones” with the special tattoo. We had seen and heard far too many children who were called expendable by the adults around us die slow, terrible deaths at these parties. Secretly, deep inside, however, I wonder if the children who died, who no longer have to experience any more pain, were the lucky ones. I can’t say this to Lizzie, or she will be forced to let the fathers know, and this will be emotionally painful for her. So I keep silent.
All children in the Jesuit Order are trafficked, but we did not define it that way. Attending and being abused at these types of parties held by the extremely wealthy in Europe and other countries was framed as doing a “mission”, one that involved a specific set of skills, skills that could “help the Order.” What we did was not defined as being abused, but as participating in a potentially dangerous activity. But all missions were dangerous to some extent. We were allowed to be “real agents” according to the fathers, and they were using our deep desire to do great things for the Order, when we were put in these situations.
But the reality is that my twin sister and I, and all of the other children I grew up with, were being terribly sexually abused and trafficked. The fathers who forced us to do this had been subjected to non-stop sexual abuse as children themselves. They did not realize how monstrous what they were asking us to do was; after all, they had to do it when they were young as well.
But the terror, anguish, sadness, grief and sense of betrayal, along with deep rage at the father who led my sister and me into this potentially life-threatening situation, risking our lives for the sake of gaining useful information, came forward as I processed this memory.
During this time of tension and conflict between Israel and Iran, I wanted to try and answer some questions that readers have recently posted on my blog or emailed to me. Before I start, though, I want to make it clear that: 1) These are opinions based upon my own memories, and 2) my memories contain information that is outdated because I left the Order more than 10 years ago. I also want to be clear that my opinions on Israel are shaped by my views of Christianity and interpretations of the Bible, and I acknowledge that others have different views and interpretations of the Bible. Is Israel – and Zionism- being used by the occult?
In Scripture, the Jewish people are noted to be in covenant with God, to have His favor when they obey Him, and the Bible also notes that those who bless the Jewish nation will also be blessed. The Bible indicates that one day, the Messianic Kingdom will be established, and (the real) Jesus will rule from Jerusalem. Because I believe the Bible is true, I believe these prophecies will one day be fulfilled, and I choose to bless the Jewish people and pray for the peace of Israel.
With that said, based on my memories, there are also Jewish individuals and family lines that have chosen to forsake their faith (only pretending to maintain it) and to become occultists. Think large, international banking family, and others. But there are individuals within Christianity and other faiths who have done the same over the centuries. The Jesuit fathers and other Catholic or Christian orders that have become occult (whether covertly or overtly) come to mind, as well as individuals from a variety of faiths, including those who practice Shintoism, Buddhism and Islam. Any time an individual seeks wealth, power or other things from the occult, regardless of their original faith, it is not good for them, or for those within their sphere of influence. So, along with some protestant ministers, practitioners of new age, and practitioners of various faiths, there are Jewish individuals and some family lines, that have chosen to practice the occult.
This does not mean that the Jewish people on the whole agree with any of this, any more than Baptists or Assembly of God members agree with the individuals within their organizations who have infiltrated and practice occultism.
I have mixed feelings about Zionism. I believe that it was used to create the Jewish state, which is a fulfillment of biblical prophecy that when the time of the gentiles is fulfilled, the Jewish people would return to Israel. Also, for the antichrist to set up the “abomination of desolation” in the temple as stated in Revelation and Daniel implies that there is a physical temple built, by the Jewish people, with sacrifices reinstituted. But there are some elements of radical Zionism which are extreme, just as there are radical elements within Islam and other religions. I cannot agree with these branches or manifestations of Zionism. I have a deep compassion and feel grief over both sides of the situation in Israel, because both the Palestinian people and the Israelis both have good arguments, a lot of misunderstanding, generations of pain and hate, and also greed on both sides muddying the waters. These issues negatively impact efforts for peace or to help those who are suffering. For instance, funds sent to improve conditions in Gaza have been shown time and again to have been funneled into the hands of individuals, who did not use these funds to help their own people. Whenever Israel has offered a “two state” solution in the past to bring peace, it was rejected by Palestinian leadership; they indicated they would only accept “one state” – Palestine – and the eradication of Israel. But there are also acts of hate and racism by some Israelis towards Palestinians, and this continues the cycle of pain and violence.
So, to answer this question: are there some Jewish people who are being used by the occult, or have been used in the past? Certainly, but this has occurred in many nations and within various faiths as well.
Is Israel and its government infiltrated? Yes, it is. I do not know to what degree it is currently infiltrated. Based on my memories, there have been generations of occultic groups working to infiltrate Israel, including from its beginning, and this includes building a cadre of agents within the military and political realms, just as is occurring in many other nations around the world. Israel is not immune to the same attempts to infiltrate that any other nation has undergone, although I also believe that because of the covenant between Israel and God, He will act on her behalf at times to protect Israel. Some of the attempts by neighboring nations to destroy Israel over the past decades have been stopped in ways that could only be described as “miraculous”. This protection does NOT mean that there is not active infiltration and occultism within Israel; instead, I believe it demonstrates the mercy of God and His answers to those who pray sincerely both within Israel and other countries for the people of Israel, and occurs in spite of infiltration.
Is Netanyahu mind controlled? To be honest, I don’t know. I don’t have memories that point one way or the other, at this point. If he is, I hope that he will be able to get help to leave his cult group, just as I hope that same for anyone who is part of an occult society.
Will Jerusalem be the center of the occult one day? Yes, one day, I believe it will. Based on my memories, for 150 years, the Jesuit fathers have among others, a name for the Vatican: “Jerusalem”. Why? Because the oracles predicted many, many years ago that one day, Rome would fall and be destroyed, and that the fathers would live in Jerusalem. The fathers believe that these occult prophecies line up with the prophecies in Revelation where Babylon (Rome) is destroyed and the capital of the new world then is in Jerusalem. The fathers take Biblical prophecies, occult prophecies and prophetic writings from other cultures and religions seriously and study them in hope of discerning the future and what the Order ought to do to benefit from these prophecies. Calling Rome “Jerusalem” is a declaration and belief that one day, the order and the new occultic world leader will be situated in Jerusalem. In fact, we were told that he will appear as a Jewish person when he is known publicly, and will proclaim to be their “messiah”. I have memories of numerous rituals done in Israel and Jerusalem to empower this occurring. This does NOT mean that the Jewish people as a whole in any way condone the occult, or enabling this agenda, any more than your average citizen in any country would condone ritual abuse by their country’s leaders. Not only the Jewish people, but much of the rest of the world, will be deceived by this coming leader; nations around the world will hail him as “messiah”, as “Jesus” or a fulfillment of their own prophecies regarding a leader who ushers in peace and prosperity. Unfortunately, once this individual comes into power, he will reveal his true – and completely sinful – nature.
Is the Temple Institute controlled by the occult? Based on my memories regarding what I knew about the Temple Institute before I left the group, at that point, the Temple Institute was infiltrated by various occult societies. The occultic orders are as interested in the temple being rebuilt, to bring in the era of the coming world leader, as those of the Jewish faith who want to reinstate the temple; it is simply for very different reasons. So, the answer to this question is mixed; those who support this rebuilding are a mix of sincere believers in Judaism and those who support the Jewish faith, and occultists who have their own, deeply hidden agenda. This means that at the point I left the group, some of the individuals in the institute and its supporters were sincere and non-occultic, while others are acting from an occult agenda. I do not know to what degree they are infiltrated or controlled today.
One question I am often asked by email from survivors is “Why doesn’t my family remember these things? Why am I the only one remembering?” or even, “Why are my family members denying that anything happened when I try to confront them?”
Family dynamics are complicated, and especially so when severe dysfunction has occurred within the family unit. For instance, in cases of alcoholism, gambling addictions, or domestic violence, it is not uncommon for the individual when confronted to deny the behavior in question – even in the face of evidence (such as withdrawals from a bank account and bookie tickets, or witnesses). Or, in situations where a family member has sexually abused a young child, in some cases the individual a child identified as the perpetrator may deny the allegations even when medical evidence of the abuse has been documented. And, in families where an accusation of perpetration has been made (such as by a teenaged victim of sexual or physical abuse), it is not uncommon for the rest of the family to attempt to maintain familial denial, and to turn upon the victim who is disclosing with hostility and scapegoating. It is a known phenomenon that families, including dysfunctional and abusive ones, will attempt to keep the family dynamics intact by ignoring and/or denying realities that could tear a family apart. Individuals within the family may unconsciously feel that accepting the abuse allegation would mean that they would no longer have a family unit (which feels psychologically threatening, since it could mean the “loss” of a loved one accused of abuse, or overwhelming guilt at not being aware the abuse was occurring); or the accused perpetrator may feel unable to deal with their guilt and so will not acknowledge what they have done. These are just a few of the dynamics that could occur in some families in which severe abuse occurs.
When ritual abuse and mind control occurs, there is an added element. In addition to the above dynamics, there may be specific programming (using torture, drugs, technologies, etc.) to not remember any cult-related abusive events. Most survivors remembering ritual abuse or mind control as an adult will have been raised in an environment in which the other family members were also part of the cult, and also programmed. And if this is what has occurred, then confronting a family member with the abuse will most likely trigger denial and amnesia programming; the family member being confronted will say things like “I don’t remember anything like that” and they will be telling the truth, since the part out will not remember these events. They may even be cross-programmed to trigger the survivor’s amnesia programming, saying things like “You’re crazy; nothing like that ever happened”; “How could you hurt me by saying things like this?” “Don’t you think I would remember if something like this happened?”etc.
When cults program a survivor, they also program their (cult active) family members, whether husband, children, fathers, mothers, aunts, siblings, etc. These individuals will be programmed to deny that there was any cult involvement or abuse. The cult will not leave this to chance, and family members of survivors will have scripts that involve discrediting the survivor and his/her memories. This is one reason why therapists will often caution survivors to wait on confronting their family members, since it is extremely rare for those confronted to acknowledge any abuse occurred, or to validate the survivor’s memories. I experienced these things when I confronted my own family members. I remember years ago sitting in my American mother’s condo, and asking her in German, “I speak German, even though I never learned it in school. How am I able to speak it? How do you explain this?” I then asked her the same in English. She replied to me, “Maybe you learned it psychically?” She had no explanation for the evidence I was giving her in real time, so she retreated into an illogical explanation for what she was seeing and hearing. She also took several stiff drinks that evening in order to be able to go to sleep. The next morning, she warned me, “You need to leave today, so we don’t end up killing each other.” This was consciously said, and I left, realizing that she was unable to handle what I was telling her. I also remember my younger American sister getting very drunk one evening after I was first starting to have memories of cult abuse, and telling me about a memory she had of being three years old and being sexually abused by numerous people while she was laying on a stone altar; the people were chanting to Satan. But once she sobered up, later she denied that there was ever any cult abuse in our past. She has consistently denied that anything like this happened.
Both my first and second husbands confessed to me their own involvement in cult activity. My first husband even gave me custody of our children after four years of saying I was “crazy, making it all up”, and entered therapy because of his own memories of cult activity. But since then, he has again swung back into denial. My second husband admitted when I left him that he was cult active, and wanted to get out, and asked for help doing so; I referred him to a Christian counselor I knew.
But confessions like these are the exception, rather than the norm, when confronting perpetrators, including family members. Even those who were passive and ignored the ongoing abuse will often maintain a denial of the abuse that was occurring. Because of the threats to self and loved ones if an individual remembers and discloses, when family members deny the abuse, they are not being “difficult” or “lying”; they are simply afraid to go against their own programming and confront the truth. “I don’t remember” can in some cases mean “I’m not psychologically ready to look at the truth”. This then raises the question, “Why do some people remember and others don’t, in the same family?” This is something that I honestly don’t know. It is possible some individuals have a temperament that causes them to fight against lies and manipulation, regardless of the cost; or that some people are emotionally more fragile and unable to look at unpleasant realities; there could me many possible explanations for these differences. What I have experienced personally is that these differences are real, though. I do not believe that family members “not remembering” should ever be used against survivors as “proof” that their memories are not true, or that ritual abuse or mind control did not occur. The same occurs in cases of alcoholism, addictions and sexual abuse. When family members are confronted, familial denial can be an expected response, and should be taken into account, when deciding when (if ever) to question family members or seek validation of memories.
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UND DAS GILT FÜ*R ALLE STELLEN DES STAATES EBENSO, wo dein Leben in die Institutionen inlsive GErichte und mit denen schufernde Spritzpsychiater und so weiter, hineinfaschiert wird, weil du irgendwie ZU DEINEN KINDERN zurückkrechen willst: DU BOST HURENFLEISCH, und nur als das nützt du! Und.. Wem bitte ganz genau i der ganzen FILIERA, die mich da niedergerungen hat, DAMIT SICH BLÖDESTE ÖDESTE PISCHWÜRSCHTN in mich ritual. und schlicht spaßstopfen haben können. Leute! IHR SEID DOCH DER STAAT. Na bitte, da erwartet man sich doch eine Expertenantwort.. IHR ALLE SEID LEIDER NUR FASSADEN und dahinter sagenhaft hienich? EIGENTLICH, ja, damit könnte ich. Und ihr? Namensliste? Wofür! Wäre selbstverständlich möglich aber ungerecht: WER ZÄHLT DIE GANZEN ANDERE AUF, die ja genauso lochlutschservil da ihre honorareinfahren absitzen! UND SICH FADISIEREN, was auf noch blödere Gedanken kommen läßt..
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Die Tugend, die hier geübt wird, im Erderaum, ist das Leben in der Erde, diese hohe Wesenheit gewahrend und darein immer liebevoller und fähiger zu leben uns zu lehren,
DARUM GEHT ES IN EINEM ERDELEBEN.
Die Minocculten, unsere uns ausliefernden SRA-Eltern und Pimperln.. also diese ganze Familienherzvbrechereitraditionsmisere MUSZ von uns aufgebrochen werden IN UNSEREN REIHEN, das gibt dann reichlich ZOFF, wei die einen an der ekeligen Unsausliefere hirnfesthalten, weil ihre hirne keine Erneuerung mehr hergeben, UND DIE ANDERE verwahren sich dagegen immer mehr, DENN DER WILLe, NEIN ZU SAGEN ZÄHLT, da dann der Wesensraum SO HERUM ERSTARKT, selbst wenn der SCheiß noch weitergeht, denn da hängen ja sagenhafte Deppenklümngelfigürlmassen dran… Lauter hirnzieniche, soweiso.. DIE EINZIGE INTELLIGENZ DIE DIE HABEN, ist sich zu verstecken, DENN DAS IST OCCULT! Occultieren ist der Wahnrehmung entziehen.
Schauma nach:
okkult · Okkultismus
okkult Adj. ‘geheim, verborgen, dunkel’ (von nach den Naturgesetzen scheinbar nicht erklärbaren Kräften und Dingen), Entlehnung (18. Jh.) aus lat. occultus Part. adj. bzw. occultē Adv. ‘verborgen, versteckt, heimlich, geheim’, zu lat.occulere (occultum) ‘verdecken, verbergen, verheimlichen’. Dazu die gelehrte Neubildung Okkultismusm.‘Geheimwissenschaft, Lehre von scheinbar übernatürlichen Erscheinungen und Kräften’ (Ende 19. Jh.).
IN DEREN FALLE:„sich verstecken MIT ALL IHRER UNFÄHIGKEIT, in der Erde verbindliche mit diesem Raum, LEBEN ZU FÜHREN!“
__ darum HÄNGEN SIE SICH IN UNSERE Echtleben hinein, und
saugen da als klassiche depperte ZUZLN alles raus was geht,
UND IN IHRE VERBERGHÖHLEN, DA holen sie sich uns als Spielzeug ihrer Deppenriegen.
UND DAZU: wollen sie auf UNSREN FESTEN dann auch noch paradieren, und mit ihren „Opfern“ auch noch gesellschaftliches Leben erleben… Ÿ
Schauma noch in den Treccani, die Italiener sind ja die direkten Erben des Lateinischen:
Mamma mia.. PRATICHE RELIGIOSE.. sowas von deppat.
occultismo
s. m. [der. di occulto]. – Complesso di dottrine fondate su una concezione religiosa, metafisica e fisica dell’universo che presuppone l’esistenza, al fondo della realtà, di forze dinamiche, personali o impersonali, fisiche o psichiche, inconoscibili con gli strumenti della logica o della scienza matematica e sperimentale (da questo punto di vista restano «occulte»), ma con le quali si possono stabilire rapporti attraverso strumenti conoscitivi o tecnico-pratici riservati a pochi sapienti. Nella storia della cultura il termine abbraccia atteggiamenti e fenomeni estremamente diversi: dalle pratiche magiche all’alchimia, dall’astrologia alla geomanzia, e investe anche il campo di esperienze e pratiche religiose.
UND UNS lassen’s mit dem Türangelwort in ihre Deppereien KULT herumhantieren, gell?? Jaaaaa. Alles klar.
occulto
L’aggettivo vale fondamentalmente “ nascosto „, “ segreto „: Cv I X 9 quello elli di bontade avea in podere e occulto, io lo fo avere in atto e palese (si noti la contrapposizione); II XII 5 occulta cagione; If VII 84 lo giudicio di costei [la Fortuna], / che è occulto come in erba l’angue, cioè “ nascosto „, “ invisibile „, “ imprevedibile „; Pg XXX 38 occulta virtù, “ segreta „, “ misteriosa „. Nell’espressione ‛ essere o. ‚, in Pd VII 56 m’è occulto, e XXIV 41 non t’è occulto, “ è nascosto „, e quindi “ difficile da capire „.
Anche sostantivato, di nuovo in contrapposizione: Pd XIX 42 occulto e manifesto, “ le cose incomprensibili e le comprensibili „.
Mir ist ja alles recht.
Das Problem, das sich daraus ergibt, daß Minderhirndibirnderln sich da irgendwelche Brunzbrunftzeithirnkollermythen zusammenkacken im Ruhrdauerzustand ihrer Schwanzlunterln, ihrem INTENSIVSTEN HIRNERZITTERN…. WÄRE DEM ANDERES, wäre das ihr Gesamtgebaren… bp, e non chiedo venia! __
Das Problem mit diesen ist: SIE SIND STROHDÄMLICH!
SIE finden sich nicht in ein erdenaturfreudiges Wesensraumausschwingen ein,
da ihre Karkassen das gar nicht hergeben.
SIE ZIPFEN HIER HERUM, immer depperter, denn SIE KÖNNEN EWIG schon nicht in natürliche Erderaumgeweben austauschen
/was ja auch wesenssraumstrukturell geschieht, ES IST DAS UNSERE ANDERE NAHRUNG!! DIESE WERDEGEWEBE.. man ist nicht auf Lichtnahrung, sondern man assimiliert diese Werdegewebeströme-filamente einfach direkt über die weiten Wesensraumstrukturen, DIE DAREIN einklanglich austauschen!!/ und die haben nicht nur das, UND DAS ALLES nicht!! Woraufhin sie natürlich MENSCHENHIRNE haben, und immer depperter herumhupfen! IMMER UNTEREINANDER SICH TIEFER NOCH ABFOLTERNDER, damit ihre HÖRIGKEIT sie untereinander noch irgendwie zusammenpickt und strickt….
– was leider Gottes das Werden ist,also das Mitgedeihen, das Wachsen, das Lernen und daraus Freude, Glück, Fülle, Nachkommen, die man herzlich liebt und und, also alles was das Leben zur Freude macht, wie ein gedeihender Garten, Freunde, Musik, Gespräche… und so fort..
Alleine wenn wir uns deren Gespräche vorstellen, IMMER nur am Leben herumkralend, immer nur Mieses für alle „planend“, ich meine da speibst dich doch an, was die für hieniche Herumkriechereien sind, DIE FÜR SIE SELBER DOCH BITTSCHÖN!!!
OK, diese Geschlechts- da begegnungs-, MIT DER ERDE, und mit uns nur auch-UNFÄHIGEN
haben beschlossen, sich zu verbergen, da SIE UNSER natürliches Einverständnis, zu wie SIE .. hier, eigentlich zu unsre Lasten ganz knallkonkret _ „leben wollen“, also hirndahinruachln, nie erhalten würden.
Stellt sich die Frage: WARUM sind wir nicht so wie die auch, und fröhliche Mitfolterer, überzeugte Allehintergehende und herzhafte Neider, Geilheitsausbunde, Gierschnappleder, und und.
WARUM SIND WIR NICHT AUCH SO, und happy, genau wie die zu sein!!!?
Es wäre doch so viel einfacher!!..
Ich hätte es wie meine Mammi gemacht, also Minioccultismus, wo man die eigenen Kinder so innerlich folterzerflischt, daß die mit sich, wenn die Signale fallen, egal was widerstandslos UND PROGRAMABSPULEND dann auch och als Sexselve, der geradezu lechzt danach, das hieniche hunsviech da in sich keuchen zu haben, stinkert…. UND DANKT und lobt und geradezu bettelt, noch noch noch.. dann tröpflt der Arsch netto davon, man ist wie dieses Garagetor da… undirgendwerausderMinioccutistenriege,deinMammerl,deinOmilein,deineanderenPimps.. streicht a Gelderl ein, UND DANN LEBT MAN MIT DIR WIEDER FRONTLIFE.. das dir komischerweise nie gelingt, DENN WENN du Kräfte sammelst und Herz weitest, DANN BIST DU SOFORT wieder lecker, UND MAN FOTTET GLEICH WIDER dich aufgrünblau.. UND TRIST sollst du sein, sonst kriege sie nicht den Schwanz hoch. War auch so bei ExtremgefoltertPIMP Darietten, meine italienischen Michalsfleischhinbreiter, vulgo mein Mann. Jaaaa… Die machen eben GEschäfte, RICHTIG! gleich mit Pimp, der nicht mehr muxt, und dazu das Fleischwagerl, das dann herumgefahren wird.. und es bringt ja Rewacherl, VOR ALLEM ABEr hält das eine Frau OFFEN für occultistischen Gebrauch immer auch, denn die Fehlkoiti erzeugen eine laufend Fehltonung IM GEFÄHRT, das man nun einmal ist zusätzlich zu den Bruchstellen.
Ich sag’s wahr, die ganze Gschicht hat mich nicht zur Freundin!
UND ICH SEHE RESTLOS NICHT EIN, WIESO HIENICHE SICH IN ECHTLEBEN KRALLEN MÜSSEN, ANSTATT ZU LERNEN, WIE MAN HIER NATÜRLICH UND WAHR LEBT.
WENN ICH EINEN SCHEISZ NICHT KANN, DANN HABE ICH DEN ZU LERNEN! ODER ICH MACH DIE MÜCKE.
The Draco-Reptilians have ruled the Earth for millennia , under their orders the short and tall greys aliens perform the tasks assigned to them as the interplanetary Human Trafficking with the help of the elites of our planet . They enslaved many solar systems, and claimed the earth.
____________ teilt Herr Jean-Charles Moyen mit unter: https://www.jcmoyen.com/en/l-equipe
„recruited because of special abilities“ ___HIER IN DER ERDE IST DIE ECHTE BEGABUNG, daß du natürlich bauen, leben und DENKEN KANNST!
ES MACHT MICH SCHEISZEN, daß alle diese depperten KOSMOSTRAMPELN DA, IN UNS NUR DAS ZÜCHTEN WOLLEN, was SIE INTERESSIERT!
WIR SIND ERDELEBEWESEN, hochspezialisiert, UND ES IST MIR WURSCHT, von Kosmoskanaken HERUMGEDÖNST ZU WERDEN!
WIR SIND DIE SAGENHAFT MIT DEM RAUM UND IM RAUMAUSTAUSCH mit einer kom,plexen UMGEBUNG WIE DER ERDE — neeed fia deppate BLECHMAUERN, oder was dem entspricht und da blöde durch den Kosmos schippern –
DAS IST FAD? DANN MACH EUCH EURE EIGENE NATURRÄUME, verdammtnochmal! Und stierlt nicht IN UNS herum! MACHT EUCH EUREN EIGENEN KÄSE! SO, daß er euch schmeckt!!!!
WIR SIND HIER ERDEGEWÄCHSE, und IHR SEID NICHT ÜBERLEGEN, sondern schlich SAGENHAFTABSTANDLOS UND OHNE BENEHMEN! UND NUR DAS IST WAHR!!!!
Jeder Kosmostrottel kommt hierher und verarmt UNS UND DIE ERDE IN NOCH ANDERER ART! Wir haben zu tun!!! Wir haben aufrichtige, UNENDLICH FEINSPIELENDE ERDENLEBEN unereinander und mit allen anderen Naturreichen hier zu leben!! ZU WERDEWEBEN! und das muß man auch tun, damit es geschieht.
UND IHR BOHRT BITTE IN EUREN NASEN ODER MACHT ETWAS, das euch TAUGT MIT EUREN RÄUMEN! RAUm ist die Erweiterung UND NICHT das INUNSHERUMSTIERLN!!!!
Und ihr Kiffenkraxn ALLe habt zu lernen, EUCH SELBST anders im ZEITRAUMKOMPENDIUM ZU BEWEGEN, anstatt aus uns Füllezeitenden EUCH EURE SCHEIBERLN HERAUSZUSCHNEIDEN!Euch hat der Kopf gewaschen zu werden, aber anders! Und die Wege dafür werden sich finden lassen, also echt.
Mit welchen anderen Wesen REDEN diese KIFFEN!!!!? WELCHE KOSMOSWESENHEITEN werden von denen gefürchtet oder respektiert? DIE haben denen einmal den Marsch zu blasen.. ALS ERSTER SCHRITT. UND WIR HABEN zu ertüftln, wie wir denen aber anders Respekt einflößen. UND DAS GEHT NICHT ÜBER WAFFENBASTELEI sondern über das Beherrschen des eigenen Echtgefährts, und das ist der eigene Wesengesamtraum. DENN ALLE TECHNIK ist EINE MINDERUNG UND EINE PLUMPHEIT gegen was unser GWR kann ___ den endlich in unsere Erdemenschenleiber aufzuschließen leider notwendig ist, denn die Kosmosturnaffen geben sonst keine Ruh‘, (uns!!). ____die unter uns, die das wünschen, KÖNNEN denen frei und immer begegnen, und das ist auch so! Ich stellen meinen Gesamtwesensraum offen und ich kann den gesamten Gesichterkerkatalogmodelle-Markplatz schnattern haben! DAS ist keine Kunst! Telepathie ist eine PEST, gegen die du die Häusltüre nicht zukriegst!!!! SIMMA DOCH BITTE EINMAL ERNST UND FAKTISCH! WAS SOLLEN DA ALLE DIESE WIDERWÄRTIGEN UFO-TOURISTEN ohne Benehmen! Die sich uns als Souvenir mitnehmen, ausborgen, trallala!!!!__________________ . einfach so, denn wo wir nichts können, da SIND WIR auch nicht! UND DASS UNS ALLE tTpfizndors KLAUEN, sagte genau, daß WIR das Besondere sind, NUR HAT DAS NICHT MIT DIESEN ZICKEN DA ZU GANSLN, sondern wir haben ECHT ERDENLEBEN zu leben! DAS IST ARBEIT, und genau für diese haben wir uns als Erdenmenschen angezogen!!
!I am not from here.“ ___??? LEUTE, WENNICH JETZT EIN ERDENMENSCH BIN, dann will ich als dieser in RUHE gelassen werden! Diese Kiffenzipfln zerspalten uns deppat! NATÜRLICH SIND WIR HIER UND DA LEIBVERBANDELT.. das ist restlos normal. WOLLEN WIR EINMAL HIER LEBENDE I IHREN NUNFAMILIEN BITTSCHÖN in Ruhe lassen, ja!!!!? DAS ZERFETZT DIE BANDE MIT DEN NUNELTERN! WOLLMA DA EINMAL ETWAS GRIPS INVESTIEREN!!!? Es gibt die NACHTODLICHE ZEIT, wenn etwas NATÜRLICH wieder vielleicht anderen Welten zudriftet. DAS ist dafür da, einander interkosmisch zu begegnen! HIMMEL HERRSCHAFTSSEITEN!
Und wenn diese Trampeln nicht anbiederfummeln, DANN ENTDECKT DAS EINE GESCHEHNSEINHEIT, ein Wesen SO SANFT UND MILD, wie es sich natürlich aus dem IM EIGENEN WESEGESAMTRAUM sich als Mensch nun auch etggenwachsen, ergibt! Es ist.. haarig.
Wir fühlt sich denn der Herr Markman!! Ok, er hat daraus eine Vollwissenschaft gemacht, aber DA BIST‘ JA ZERFUSSELT! DAS ist NICHT SINN DER SACHE Leibnahme, EGAL WANNWIEWO! WIR WÜNSCHEN ALS , meinetwegen übergordnete Wesenheit, JEETZT EIN ERDENLEBEN ZU ERFAHREN!
A pro pos: WIR ALLE KAMEN VON ANDEREN STERNE HIERHER, denn die Erde selbst hat aus sich bis zum Pflanzenreich erschaffen! ALSO WAS SOO ALL DIESE PIRLHOIZ-Geschwätz da. DU BIST JETZT HIER! DANN SEI MENSCH. Und ob du schon viele Male immer wieder hier zurückkehrst, dich in die Erdeumwandlung vielfach eingeben hat wollen und willst, oder ob du anfängst.. ALLES GUT! ALLEN NICHTERDEMENSCHEN SEI KLAR, DER IST JET DADA! Teil der ERde, ALS DAS eingekleidet,. UND AN DER BESTE SCHULE DIE ES GIBT! Wo weit mehr laufend verlangt wird, als egal welchem Herumschipperchen. DENN DIE NATUR HIER spielt ganz anders und bespielt.. als irgenda Raumschiff. RESPEKT!!
Wir dauernehmen euch zur Kenntnis, UND IHR HABT UNS NICHT zur Kenntnis zu nehmen? DA WIRD’S ABER EINMAL ZEIT, eine SO EINE ÖDE Euchblödstellerei!! Und abgesehen davon sind alle eure HIENICHEN TELETRASNPORTATIONEN – eine muß euch in den Arsch gegangen sein, wofür ich heute noch danke —— ABSOLUT NICHT GUT, für unsere Erdenkörper! STECKT EUCH EURE KRALLEN IN DEN ARSCH! WIR SIND HIER, und Wir sind jetzt ERDE! Wenn ihr Contakte wollt, dann GEHT DAS IN DER ERDLEIBLOSEN ZEIT! __ was ihr vermutlich wißt.. oder erreicht ihr uns da gar nicht? Hà?? IHR HABT AUFZUHÖREN. Und wie euch das zu stoßen wird in Erfahrung zu bringen sein. Vielleicht können wir euch mit unseren Regierenden schrecken <<<. DIE BEAMEN WIR EUCH IN EURE NESTERLN.. dann schaut, wie ihr weiterkommt <<<<. Statt eines süßen Kindchens so ein richtiger Mullah, oder eine Österreichische Bundesministerin… DA LERNT IHR ZORES UND MORES IN EINEM…
Mir kommt ein Zweifel. Verwenden wir die ganz falsch? Sollten wir DIE als Geschoße nehmen?
Das ergäbe spuckende UFOS? Ich finde, probieren würde sogar sparen machen….
Und unseren WIE DIE DEPPERTEN Kosmiker hirnforschungsbesessenen.. ist zu sagen.. sie erforschen des Hauses Häusl, bitte, ja? WENN DU DEN MENSCHEN WISSEN WILLST, dann gehe durch dein Menschsein in dein kosmisches. NICHTS SONST als Wissenschaft durch dich selbst ergibt Verunftvolles, WARUM? WEIL WIR so viele verschiedene Wesen in Erdenmenschenleibern sind. DARUM ist DIE ERDE hier, was uns zu erleben vorgegeben ist! Hammas? Nein, gell.. zu kompliziert für lauter Sackgassenschufahrer. DU BIST ERDENMENSCH, als dieser phantastisch getragen in deinen NUN STRUKTUREN, UND DAMIT KANNST DU DEN MENSCHEN UND DAS KOSMISCHE WESEN, phantastisch erforschen, wenn du dich in dich getraust. Wo vieles herumkugelt auch. DAS ist der Weg. DER ANDERE ist der in eine liebevolles, vernünftiges, echtes Erdenleben, das lebst du „VOR DEINER WESENSRGESAMTRAUMHAUSTÜRE“, und DU LIEBST ES! Denn es ist so etwas Traumhaftes. EINE GNADE. HIER IN MENSCHNLEIBERN HERUMZUSTIERLN, ium igendwelchen Geheimnissen auf die Spur zu kommen, oder den Menschen zu verstehen.. ist wenig depperter als der Anatom, der an der Leiche das Verstehen der Liebe erschnipslen will!!!! bp, im Ernst!
IHR HABT JETZT ALS ERDENMENSCHEN, das zu erleben, mit Lieben und Fühlen und Ahnen und Träumen DA HABT IHR DIE WAHREN FORSCHUNGSINHALTE! DAS IST KOSMOSEINMALIG, ihr Stirlkomiker ihr!! LEBT! VERSTEHT ERDE AUS EUREM FÜHLLEBEN! HIRNLEBEN gibt es nicht…. UND DENKEN wird am herrlichsten und fruchtbarsten aus fülligem fühlspiel! DAS gerinnt dann wahr u Kristallen, ja. ABER DA MUSTZ DU DAVOR selbst ees erleben.. UND DIE MENSCHEN GIBT ES, die euch genau das erleben lassen! DIE ECHTEN ja! DAS sind Forscher und Wissenschaftler, so wie Kunst Wissenschaft durch sich selbst ist. Prendere o lasciare, questa è la verita.
Diese gesamte Geschichte hat in keinem Punkt meine Zustimmung!
Sie ist grausam ohne Ende.
DIESE DEPPEN SIND SO HIENICH DANEBEN VERMUTLICH SOGAR IN IHREM SCHEISZ’EWÜRTSCHLRAUSDRÜCKEN..
BITTE DAS GIBT ES DOCH NICHT, wie hirnfrei die da dahin MENSCHGENLEIBER BENÜTZEN…. UND DER LEIB WIRKT AUF DIE NICHT!
A)
Warum wirkt der Menschenleib nicht auf deren SICHMENSCHLICHVERHALTEN!!!?
Mein Körper wirkt auf meine feineren Teile zurück! DA IST EIN AUSTAUSCH!
Sind diese Tobhirnkoben INNEN MIT TEER ausgegossen? EGOPRALL??
Es kann nur das sein… damit sind die aber Frankensteins noch ganz andere Verbautheitstiefung!!
Warum WIRKT DER GESAMTE ERDERAUM nicht auf diese???
WIE SCHAFFEN DIE DAS, hier in der Erde nicht lernend zu werden!!!!?
Kein Vogel fliegt ohne Federn!
Warum nehmen und nehmen die hier in der Erde, EINEM DICHTEN RAUMEN!!!! HOCHPUNKTUELL, nicht Erdedenkart natürlich mitan!!!!?
B)
Nächste Frage: wenn die Erde das trägt, also gestattet, WARUM BIN ICH DANN NICH AUCH ein gücklicher Trottel, folter dahin, bin selig in meinem Schwangerenbäucheaufschneiden, hüpfe in Ritualen mit, verehre SATANA und und.. DANN WÄRE ICH TEIL dieses Handelns.. und hätte kein Problem damit.
Was mich heiß macht? WIR ERDEMENSCHENWESEN wensen so viel unserer Gesamtlebenszeit auf, UM UNS IN DER ERDE UND BESTEHENDEN MENSCHENVÖLKERN, unserem dann, EINZUKLEIDEN MIT FEINSTRUKTUREN und einzulernen, wie diese hier zu spielen und mitzuleben. UND WAS MACHE TONNEN AN HIENICHEN? DIE KLAUEN. UNS EINFACH, studieren uns… UND KEINE DIESER DRECKRASSEN begegnet klar und wahr und plaudernd. DANN WÜRDEN WIR ALLE DAVONRENNEN? Ooooch, etliche von uns denen auch nach.. wir HABEN die Neugierigen!“
WIE KOMMEN DIESE KRAXN DAZU, uns einfach IN IHRE Bewußtseinsbandbreiten“welten“ hineinzuziehen… UND DA SOLL ES COSMIC WARDESN und Galaxctix Laws geben? WOOS DUANN DEE????!
Wir haben uns das gefallen zu lassen?
WIR KÖNNEN UNS NUR DAGEGEN WEHREN, wenn wir auf dieser Kosmoskrümelmonster DEPPERTE TECHNIKKNATTEREI GEGENUMSTEIGEN?
Leckk!
UND UNSERE OCCULTISTEN DIE JA DANN WOHL DEREN Schuhlöffel und Geheimwissende, wo man dann von Himmelvater Christus zu Teufelssohn Satana absackt, weil das Pendel schlägt ja in beide Richtungen wahnsinnsaus…
Hier haben wir ein Marionettenramschfigürlnsammlungkabinett, das aus den Nähten quillt! UND ALLES OHNE REGELN AUSZER, jeder tut anderen das, was er kann…. wenn’s Spaß macht? _ NEIN!!!!!! ANDERER LEBENSRAUM IST ZU ACHTEN!
Und unsre depperten DEPPEN haben NICHT als VERSTECKSPIELEREI IT DIESEN ABSTANDSLOSEN dann gegen uns alle hier noch zu packln! NEIN! So blöde, und auch mit solchen Huzzelhawaran WIRDMA KA HAUTE VOLÉE… DIE ERDE IST EIN RAUM, WO MAN DIE ERDE EHRERBIETIG LEBEN SOLL. Andes kannst auf anderen Planeten machen. UNSERER KÖRPER HIER und vor allem unser Fühlarium.. IST FÜR DAS ERLEBEN DIESES BESONDEREN GESCHEHENSGEBILDES ausgestattet, UND DAS SOLL AUCH GE. und ERLEBT WERDEN! Und zwar nach HIER GEDIEHENEN MENSCHLICHEN WERTEN! Und wir SIND NICHT der Rummelplatz der gesamten Kosmosdenkidioten!
WARUM unsere Kinder?
WER IST HEISZ AUF DIESE LEDERLN?
UND WIEDER: OCCULTISMUS, FAAZAAN.
Das, was uns als Kinder und jungen Menschen schützen soll, unsere reiferen Menschen, WIRD GEDRIBBELT! DENN DIESE würden „nein!“ sagen….
UNS SO KEILEN UND KLUFTEN SIE HEREIN, und VERSTEHEN a n g e b l i c h nicht und nicht, daß man sich einander ALS VÖLKER vorzustellen hat! ICH HABE DAS SO SATT, irgendwo muß das durchbrechen, in diese MikadoDENKFAHNENSTANGESAUHAUFEN. ES GIBT UMGANGSFORMEN, und die sind DIESELBEN MIT UNS für EGAL WELCHE KOSMIKER! WENN SIE IN DIE ERDE OMMEN! Wir sind keine Hasen, die sich egal wer auf dem Feld von Hochstand oder vom UFO SCHIESZT!
C)
Warum bin ich also anders, und nicht nur ich!!!!?
D)
WARUM, verdammtnochmal IST MIR NICHT GESTATTET, in aller Ruhe „nein“, zu sagen, UND DAS in keiner Weise mitzutun. WEIL ES MIR NICHT LIEGT… so wie diese Hirnlospupperln ja auch denken, DAS LÄGE IHNEN EBEN ZU TUN.. immer anderen an.. aber wir wollen mal nicht kleinlich sein…
E)
Son‘ incazzata a dovere.
WENN die diesen Scheiß machen wollen, ok. DIE untereinander: derer Lernen, daß das so nicht gut ist, nichts bringt UD DASS RUND UM DICH ganz anderes Leben lebt, das du tunlichst lernen solltest.
. WIE DARF DAS SEIN! Ich will echt niemandem seine Natur oder Lebensweise absprechen. EBENSOWENIG aber kann man mir meine völlig dauerzerramschen! UND ICH WÜNSCHE nicht all diese schönen jungen Menschen, und darüber gebrochenen nun schon leibalten sehen, DIE ALLESAMT in diese DRECKBLÖDHIRNBLUNZENMASCHIENERIE DA HINEVERWRUSCHTET IHR LEBEN ERLEBEN!
ICH WILL DAS NICHT!
Ok, wir machen eine eal. Ich ehe gott fragen, ja? Dann suche ich Satana auf, den es nicht gibt, aber irgendeinen schwammignebeligen Scheme werde ich schon erwischen..
ICH MEINE WAS BILDET IHR EUCH EIN!!!!
IHR SEID DUMPFDEPPERTE URALTKINDIBINKERLN, HIRNLOS AUS ZUCHT NOCH… leise stinkende Schwammighäutln mit dem udlding als einzigem Nuckeln ….
untereinander habt ihr KIPFLKOCHSUPPENHENNEN dann noch das Arschlochificken lassen VOM JEWEILS RANGHÖREREN HIRNHENDL, dem ZACHEN unter euch.. JA BITTE WIE HIENICH WOLLT IHR WERDEn, bis ihr es selbst eionmal schnallt, wie DRALLE RED KLOAKE-Napferln ihr da seids!
GEHEIMB`*NDe, OCCULTES WISSEN?
IHR VERSTECKT LEDIG, und ich sage ledige RESTLOSHIRNLOSIGKEITDEABMLUTATION vor UNS UND VOR EUCH SELBER!!1
EUER OCCULT IST DASS IHR VOR EUCH SEBSRT VERBERGT UND DAS ALS GRUPPEN, daß IHR FÜR DAS LEBEN ZU DPPERT SEID!
Warum ich das sage?
Einfach, danke übrigens für Ihr Ohr!
WIR LEBEN WO? IN DER ERDe, richtig!
UND DIE ERDEWESENHEIT GIBT ALS ERDERAUM UND NATURGESCHEHEN unser DARINMITLEBEN VOR.
Warum das?
WEIL UNSERE LEIBER, unsere Körper die wir nun benützen, GENAU DARAUS UND DAFÜR SOMIT ENTSTEHEN! Entstanden sind, denn JEDER DER HIER HEREIN SICH GEBIERT, darf auf ein toll entwickeltes Erfogsmodell ja zugreifen!
Die wollen was sein! Gelten.
WARUM BITTE STREBEN SIE DAS DANN in Hierarchien an, DIE INS LOCH DER SATANSHALLUZINIERUNG dauerenden! DAS IST EIN LOCH! DA GIBT ES KEIN AUFSTEIGEN, denn das steigt nirgendwohin!!
Die wollen Rang erleben, grundlegend als wertschätzen und das auch selbst werden.
WARUM dann. bitte, indem ich in einer herrlichen Erde nichts als mit zu bauen den HIRNWURM MÄSTE!!!?
Die wollen besonders schlau und viel wissend, MEHRWISSEN sein, also sich vorkommen (dürfen…).
Ok! WARUMbitte nietest du dann dein Hirn, das ein gutes sein mag, IN RESTLOS FEHLE GRUNDLAGENANNAHMEN! Was nie nichts werden kann, denn du GEHST SAUDEPPERT GEGEN DIE REGEL DES KOSMOS. DAS BRINGT NIRGENDWOHIN, außer dich irgendwann als Mehl aus der Mühle! UND MEHL, folge mir da bitte, keimt nicht!
Du bist erpreßt?
Du bist erpreßt von etwas, das ohne dich zu erpressen, zerfällt! EIER! REDE, und stelle dich zurück ins Wir!
Wenn du ganz neu anfangen mußt – wir Vollangefallen müssen das laufend! —- AMEN! DANN erst sitzt du im Bott, das das auch ist und Erde. DER WIR4fachVERSTECKENunsereBlödheit, vor euch, vor der Erde, in der wir das alles veranstalten, UND EINANDER UND UNS selber_VEREIN.. IST HOLZWEG am Holz weg!
WARUM BIN ICH NICHT EIN SELIGER TROTTEL WIE IHR AUCH!!!!?
ihr erhebt nicht, IHR LASST UNS NICHT UNSER AUFGABE, die wir angeommen haben, die Erde zu beschenken dafür wie schön sie uns erleben läßt, AUSFÜHREN!! GEBT EINE RUHE, verdammtnochmal! Spielt Zecherl oder miteinander draußen im Kosmos.