I Feel Good Cause I Feel Fucking FREE

A few punches got this mofo knocked right πŸ‘πŸ»

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You gotta do that shit to all them reptilian possessed mofos to put them in they place:

Reptilian Entities Have Been Attaching To Old Ugly Sexually Predatory Men To Get Sexual Energy Out of Me

Sexual Predator Still Stalks Me Even Though I Whipped His Ass

Then just as I predicted another rose up….

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I chronicled the other mofo here…..

Stalked By A Child Molestor

That mofo wasn’t gonna stop! I had to get black on that wetback (and soon that crakkkazoid too) to make em understand..

Even after that happened I could tell his nutty fruity ass was in disbelief but now his delusional ass understands….

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Listen to that message! That is the TEXTBOOK DEFINITION OF AN AUTOEROTIC NARCISSISTIC SOCIOPATH! He had to get shut πŸ€œπŸΎπŸ‘ŠπŸ½

Watch vids on Youtube covering this:

You can hear these messages from before he got these hands πŸ€œπŸΎπŸ‘ŠπŸ½ showing how fucking delusional he is:

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Since his sick ass wouldn’t quit I lured his ass OUT so he can get a pair of double D’s πŸ€œπŸΎπŸ‘ŠπŸ½

I peep a wetback ass ole cop showing up not too long after:

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That shit tiring! They call it erotomania and you gotta be direct to shut em down πŸ€œπŸΎπŸ‘ŠπŸ½ Keep that shit in your own fucking community with your own fucking women.

You ain’t playing that shit with a black woman.

To go to show you that that shit is spiritual, I had a reptilian attached to the back. WHEN I REMOVED IT I felt etheric tentacles not unlike what is shown here get removed:

That’s why you gotta fight they ass caise those people literally become physical bodied organic vessel emissary puppet-avatars for whatever entity is trying to reach out and ensnare you in it’s grasp.

I think unlike the others that was mainly him given his wetback genes and ties to Quetzalcoatl:

Why Mexicans and Latinos Are The Children of The Reptilians

Gotdamned weirdo! Fuck away from me with that shit! I CAN’T STAND THAT SHIT!

I be wanting to slit mofos throats for that shit!

What made it worse is that sexual predator would say, “I love you” while trying touch me sexually after I would say, “No.” Scummy ass mofo. The more I think about it it pisses me off! Imagine if that was someone who really liked him and the deception….. I would merely talk to him only when drunk (which was also induced by evil entities to get me into compromising situations while under they influence). That shit made it worse and I felt bad for giving into to the alcohol urges (which were designed to open me to predators like him) but I had to remember it ain’t my fault!

It’s a denial of your autonomy, what you want for you and your life, of your own narrative and right to self determination.

That’s what the fuck they doing when they stalk you like you prey like that, like you don’t even exist. You are like an object in their game to be conquered, and not a person with your own thoughts and needs and right to self autonomy:

I hate that fucking shit! Happay I administered hands πŸ€œπŸΎπŸ‘ŠπŸ½πŸ’ͺπŸ½πŸ‘ŠπŸ½

I ain’t heard from his ass since and betta not.

Of course, I celebrated!

LOL!

Before then I got even more of a high cause I thought I saw the rapist:

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But it was a young lady car.

I think that nigga dead….. spirits got him (in hell πŸ‘ΉπŸ”₯) and he dead:

THE FUCKING DEATH CARD POPPED OUT (notice a bit of light shining on it):

He dead. He’s gone πŸ’€βš°

That being said, I celebrated all diss in my own way:

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Friend came to chill one day!

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I played like I was snorting cocaine (they got a group of tweakers who be up there further near the pch) while picking up trash (I take after my parents. They hate trash, litter). Also a friend keeps his stuff tidy with a small scented rose so his shit LIT won’t stank βš˜πŸ’©

I hate litter:

I of course drunk courtesy of a friend:

– I made soup for him too πŸ›

I then started drinking modelos and went off doing stupid shit – as usual when I drink….

Had to do egg cleansing and my period popped up and an image of the hat man appeared right after:

I did this at the store next day (I DID wear my face mask and shirt while inside):

Ole boy has an incredile face mask lol:

I spent some time getting well acquainted with a good friend (he gay βœŠπŸ»πŸ³οΈβ€πŸŒˆ):

I look like a fucking bodybuilder. I swear.

Some of them dudes my crazy ass took pictures with is cute!

One kinda look like him:

A friend of mine brought margaritas last night:

Life is good but it could be better.

And it will!

When you got shit in the spiritual realm holding you back, literally cuffing your money and blowing up your options in life, it’s hard to move forward, esp. when they want you to stay on a trajectory of suffering (so they can feed) and – I saw this in the astral before left my old apartment – the reason why I have been having a hard time getting this smogged – running into delay after delay – is because I saw that they ultimately want me on the fucking streets!

I sense this is the same for Aarona and Colton Wood. I see the same stuck energy styming our stars to keep em from shining – Just as I wrote that, my lil jar containing ocean water fell.

That shit is real. All sorts of disruptions and hinderances been happening as I write.

As I write this I see either a hawk or eagle – my spirit animal – flying in the sky.

Oh yes, tho., I been making strides! I pissed their asses off ROYAL in the spirit realm last night. As I discuss here, I broke free:

I Think That I Am Under Vril Attack

As I discussed there, as what happened last night – I’ll save it for the next blogpost.

This an uphill battle. It’s not easy. Most people if put in my shoes – and I’ve seen it after I ‘woked mofos – they can’t handle it. The shit will leave ya’ll real quick tho., like after a week cause it doesn’t want you.

I closed up their access to me last night. As I’ll explain this why shamanism and not simple ass, esp. nigger spirituality, is key πŸ—πŸ”‘ You gotta understand this shit on a deeper level to defeat it.

I will say this. I want the remaining years on this timeline to be free, where I choose my own providence, destiny. Something did throw my life path off course to fuck shit up for me. Happens to many spiritualists who are supposed to awaken. I somehow got thrown into a contract I didn’t ask for nor want that is designed to cause my undue harsh burden but I’m breaking free of it.

Once I do, I will leave this blog and words to be used by ya’ll in similar circumstances to learn to pull yourselves up by the bootstraps. Every struggle is different but it can be done.

Mines was bad but I don’t think as bad as some others with my spiritual gifts. I plan to use my shit to manifest once this is over. Once I’m done I ain’t taking on other folks problems. Fuck dat. You carry your cross!

I still have alot to deal with. I know three mofos sacrificed me so they can come up. I got ya’ll in 2019. Imma make sure that shit is sealed.

Nothing will stop me and again I hope others going thru the samr or worse can use what I had to learn on my own to overcome this shit. They want us gone but we can’t go! People like me are here on a mission that goes beyond simple human shit so these are my words and these words are for soldiers like me, enduring the same….

UPDATE: After writing this an etheric chain around my forehead by my crown chakra got released πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ‘‘πŸ…

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