Please Note - Heart Attack

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It should surprise no one that a Senior lady forced by multiple illnesses, to live 23 years in almost total isolation due to lack of family or friend support, lack of finances and, despite desperate pleas to Social Services, received no help in Baltimore (because I was under 62) and was similarly deprived of home health aid here in California because I wasn’t willing to go on Medicaid. So, no free Home help/companion either. Thanks to COVID fears, everything for Seniors was shut down. I finally suffered a very serious heart attack. I’m a good person who was no longer a thin, fit woman with a fat paycheck, so my ex dumped me into a house as terribly afflicted as Amityville and that is plain fact. I don’t know how long I have left. Lots and lots of medicine, all of which have left me with no energy and ruinous side effects for the rest of my Time in the Earth Prison. Three major arteries mostly occluded. As I have studied, the Realm of Love and Light has lied about the reality of Satan and his demons, Occult Masters, Black Magic and all those Mind-controlled and programmed to serve them. They ruin and manipulate Man with ease. The Rulers of Souls seem to feel that Earth seems only fit for their Souls to overtake our consciousness to play- role play out programmed Karmic Intersections in their “Life Game” in their “Earth Circus” with their chosen “Monkey.” “Heaven” has misled humanity. Most Souls don’t give a fig about us, we are “Host Vehicles” or “Incarnational vehicles.” Some Soul wanted to show their god “The Source of All That Is” what it is like to play ME! Against what *I* wanted for myself, the healthy, body, brain and Love life all humans deserve and need to be happy. Earth is for Humans. They have no Game/School without us. We die, they go Home happy as heck to be free of the limitations of the Physical Human body. Well, ain’t THAT “holy” of them! They fly to their Light Realm with a Life Record which goes into an Akashi Record. At that point, we are merely a 2 dimensional “character” in a movie. They exchange and share our “Life Movies” while we rot in the grave. Well, you Holy Beings, remember me. I deserved a healthy body and healthy brain, a loving family of means and love. What we ALL deserve, my Friends! Jehovah gave me blood and if there is anything left of me, I intend to honor Him with it, even if it’s only prayer. Souls don’t have blood, hairs to be counted, teeth to decay, mental and physical illnesses, they don’t give birth to children, or struggle and strive to make ends meet, suffer and die. They’re using us as AVATARS. In a “Fun Game.” They should be ashamed of their deception! They are the True Vampire, using our life blood to suit their educational needs!

Most Souls are hostile Extra-terrestrials, with superior Minds and mental force on the Earth Plane. And despite the rumors Souls are NOT veiled! While we sleep, they have “recess.” One of the very few Masters I respect said, “Let her have her Truth. She will not be punished for her lonely and unsatisfactory Life, as that is the fate of all Mankind.” At least he said it! Which is why he is a Master Teacher. Probably had millions of “Lives” in order to learn all of the Lessons Souls must learn until they are subsumed into their “god’s” Energy System. I’m a Triple Near Death Experiencer with vast memories across all space and time, much to their dismay. I am older than the best of them. I am here for Mankind. Worship the REAL God and Maker of Man . . . Yahweh, and Jesus Christ, His “ hand in the world.” He has not given up on us. Please don’t give up on Him. The last “life game” I saw was a large Being who said to a newly dead Soul was this: “ Feel free to come back and play another GAME next time you are on The Earth Plane.” Dear GOD! Don’t drink the Kool-aid, dears. Satan is the least of our problems! Souls are told such lies! If you are sick, lonely, deprived, abused, tormented, terrified, afflicted with a nightmare life of misery and profound suffering, some “Soul” programmed that into your life. It “needed the lessons.” Source told Its “Thoughform Souls” ;”Earth is a safe and very okay place to play.” PLAY??? Love and Light Beings, where is love for me? A lone Voice unafraid of your “god.”


Originally it was my intention to locate an online place for me to store my work safely, since Wattpad does not work and will not allow me to upload my stuff. I am not interested in publishing or reviewing or being read or reviewed. Safekeeping only. Also because my ex-husband's wife told me in an email: "Your stories and poems and paintings will all be thrown in the TRASH, where they belong!" I laughed. I do wish to stress, while the woman who said that is very real - all of my stories and poems and paintings were NOT thrown in the trash - and they are all fiction. Except when they aren't. It is your mission, if you choose to accept it, to determine what is true and what is false and what is VR and what is B.S. - because that is Life for all of Us Monkeys, down here in the Earth Game/Circus, "Fun Ride" . . .

My Friends -

 

It was my intention to locate an online place for me to store my work safely, since Wattpad does not work and will not allow me to upload my stuff. I am not interested in publishing or reviewing or being read or reviewed. Safekeeping only. Also because my ex-husband's wife told me in an email: "Your stories and poems and paintings will all be thrown in the TRASH, where they belong!”

 

Eat my print, Sister. Nobody is going to remember YOUR name.

 

I do wish to stress, while the woman who said that is very real - all of my stories and poems and paintings were NOT thrown in the trash - and they are all fiction. 

 

Except when they aren't.  It is your mission, if you choose to accept it, to determine what is true and what is false and what is VR and what is B.S. - because that is Life for all of Us Monkeys, down here in the Earth Game/Circus, "Fun Ride" “School Play/Performance” in the eyes of our Buggy Little Souls.  NO, seriously, they call us that.

 

It is a true fact that I died - and Whatever Is Inside Me went to an Ex-Military man for help entering a dead ME again, which means she went back into a Movie character of me.  That man and many others mentioned by name in my Auto-Bio “Bugged! The Attempted Murder of An American Grammy” are ex-military or their wives or friends or contractors. They are all guilty of torturing and tormenting many Human Beings. Especially us “Useless Eaters.”  They are ALL Occultists. Many of them worked for the NSA; some still do.  The NSA has thousands of good people working for the No Such Agency who would be shocked witless to find out what I allege is true.

 

For all their Medals and Commendations and Honors, Stripes, Education, Stars for Bravery, etc., etc., they are STILL guilty of tormenting a sick Senior woman, living in her own legally owned home, in her own United States of America, nearly penniless and almost bedridden. When I say “Tormented” I am not in jest.

 

Which makes them ALL COWARDS and they know I know it.

 

They are all still alive, except for the Pyscho Bozo Psychic, who had the good sense to Cross Over or Under or Whatever . . . which makes him no less guilty of being responsible in part for the Deaths of hundreds of little boys during the Montauk Experiments.  Read or just skim through my Auto-Bio and you’ll find their names.

 

So IF The American Grammy I AM, winds up Departing our Fine Planet under mysterious circumstances, you may find the names of my Murderers in my novel.

 

You never die, Friends. But where your Soul Being goes after your body dies, is up to you.

 

See you in the Movies, my loves.

 

~~Guinevere

It was my intention to locate an online place for me to store my work safely, since Wattpad does no longer works and will not allow me to upload my stuff. I am not interested in publishing or reviewing or being read or reviewed. Safekeeping only. 


Submitted: March 24, 2018

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Fellow Booksie publishers. My entire book files have disappeared from public view. I thought they would be safe here. The poems are still Reader Accessible. ALL the books are no longer listed as Published, even though they were being read. This site is NOT safe and I want Booskie to explain how Hackers managed to Unpublish books that have been up for a month and were being read!

Fri, June 22nd, 2018 7:10pm

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