The nerve of this ugly old white man above. This thing didn’t even wanna pay.
Imma go ahead and put their license plates and faces out their for the public to see 🤜🏻
This that thing doing the act…..
With that being said, remember the bullshit I faced at Vons over being semi shirtless…..
Well, I got confirmation that a white bitch barely wore any-thing and no one (crakkkas AND wetbacks said a word)…..
This is why I fuck with Satanism and still fuck people up to this day using the methods I learned fucking around with it…..
Just as shown in the blog post before this (WISH 🙏🏻👹🦖🐢🐍 this had been a fatal car crash)…..
This why I don’t let folks think they can fuck around with me. When I first came out here I had naive mofos swearing to the highest hilt that I was not capable of fucking up people, killing people using black magic, getting violent with mofos…..
Well, here you go……
It’s like these mofos want the benefit of me being a mindless peacenick hippie and – at the same time – cause of my race – feel entitled to treat me as a sex object and disrespect me.
No, bitch. I am a satanist, former satanist and that shit don’t leave you. 🧙🏻♀️🪄🦖🐢🐍
Just today I was at Michaels, getting some supplies to make jewelry for my Etsy site here:
I wore my MAGA hat (to piss off the wetbacks), mesh red see thru shirt (one they tried kicking me out of Vons for) and, of course, my ankle monitor.
A power came over me all of a sudden.
I remember back to when a brother, big into Egyptology – the study of our ancestors – said to me that these “people” aka organic portals try to get to me cause I have not stepped into my power.
I saw – and felt – what he meant today:
There is a freedom in not giving a fuck about what other people think, being able to intuit their energy but not absorb their shit like an empath.
There is power in being a narcissist, a sociopath.
That’s why those personality types are looked down upon in our society.
That said, there’s a freedom in not giving a fuck about or feeling other people’s feelings. That is exactly what happened today. I feel bold, myself, in control, in power.
Even as I heard them – the crakkka, the wetbacks – conspiring to call the police cause of what I wore (they wouldn’t do that to me if I were a white woman) – they could not affect me cause of the power I exuded.
BTW here their address and phone number:
11260 W Olympic Blvd, Los Angeles, CA 90064
Folks’ feelings are no longer affecting or shall I say afflicting my sacral chakra.
Because of that I can impose and color and imprint MY feelings upon others, control the environment as these crakkkas first feared (then saw later on) when I first came out here.
There is a freedom in not being tied to others emotionally, not being tied to needing their thoughts about you for validation, in not needing their feelings about you as a crutch when you feel emotionally attacked.
With this new inner constitution – something I was working on while in high school, I can conquer, dominate and affect my emotions, project what I want to control the environment I am in.
There is a freedom in the way I am now. I feel like a queen ready to ascend her thrown.
I am no longer an emotional way basket that can be throttled and tossed around like a piece of garbage at other’s whim.
I feel powerful and I don’t intend to share this with anybody else.
Stay the fuck outta space. Do not talk to me unless I talk to you cause you will regret it.
That said, let me talk about wetbacks and crakkkas – the organic portal ones – and why I intend to hold a grudge against them and maintain that grudge.
When I first came out here to Malibu doing my shirtless activism, crakkkas came at, esp. the males, in a very rude, unapologetic, racist ass entitled manner.
They felt entitled to do worse than hypersexualise me, they felt entitled to treat me as less than a human being (which is ironic because them fuckers ain’t got any hue thus are not hue-man to begin with).
That said, yeah I’ll admit energy (which is how you control these organic portals) plays a part. By doing an IMMENSE amount of energy cleansing and releases things got better for me. BUT – ask, if I was a troubled white girl would I get the same animalistic stares, folks shouting at you like a zoo animal, animalistically and perversely coming at you as if you are not shit, less than hue-man, just something to be taken advantage of.
This is why I have to dominate an area. I have no choice.
To not do so means energy vampires of all stripes can come in and dominate me and strip me of my energy. To be me is of utmost necessity as I would not be able to survive on the streets – really being typecasted as homeless – if I did not.
I can not let mofos see and treat me as a fool cause depraved racist ass folks depraved psychopathic tendencies will come out.
As said before, I’d rather go out of my way and make you feel uncomfortable and not like me then to be a walking doormat for you to piss, shit on, take out all your racist, perverse driven ass “fantasies” on and end up stuck in a maze of endless trauma.
After all, as my dad would say, “Who the fuck are you to me anyways.” 😈
That being said, amongst the dehumanising words I’d hear uttered from their oyinbo cracking skin weak phenotypical ass thin cracked lips was, “hoe.”
Look – alot of these mofos – including wetbacks – see black women in this light even if you are a CEO.
As a Soulled person the answer is not to change myself to go against their stereotype – Imma live my life and be me – but to go WELLLL WAYYYYY OUTTA MY WAY to make them feel lesser than hue-man. Hurt them. I got many ways to do that.
I’m grateful I got a sadistic streak. That shit comes in handy when straightening people out.
I will be me but you will respect me is the motto I made that I live by.
I let nobody in. I am my own fortress. Mofos I let in – organic portals – are buffers against outside forces kinda how I used the “pro black” thing to build a protective plate of armor to act as a buffer against wetbacks and crakkkas.
That said whites see us as that. So do wetbacks who have a tendency to war-ship whites and wanna be them as outlined in numerous blogs I have posted on my website such as here:
The thing is I come from evil ass reptilians too, the ones that rule this world, so I can get down with em 🧙🏻♀️🪄🦖🐢🐍
I’ll never forget – this how bad wetbacks war-ship whites. Alright, there is this ooglay ass creature who was a former high school star athele turned cartel member named Edgar Valdez Villarreal whom they called “Barbie” when this ugly bitch looks like Bobby from King of The Hill:
LOL I was once told in Messy-co by a Messy-canT that these motherfuckers war-ship whites SO MUCH and want their features that a rich Mexican will ‘nap a homeless crakkka right up off the streets so they can have a “blue eyed, blonde haired” bastard!
I can’t respect that. Blacks due to slavery were conditioned to think like that once. Look up the Willie Lynch Papers to better see what I mean:
Wetbacks have no excuse.
Take that back. They do. It is in their dna to love and worship white folks.
See, they are of the serpent race. They daddy who created them was a human eating dragon named Quetzalcoatl.
He would shapeshift into a white man, hence why when the Spaniards came along they thought they long lost white sky zaddy hath returned…..
That’s why I don’t trust or fuck with them. I keep a hard lined distance between me and them. None of that “black and brown” shit. They are of the serpent race, the demon race and you can’t negotiate with that any how.
Tis what it tis.
Many of em like to get close to us blacks, esp. ones with Souls, to steal our energy.
Last time I was in jail I had one try to speak to me and I shut him down by saying, “I don’t talk to wetbacks!” exactly. like. that. They also kept looking at me as baby birds do when they are hungry.
While on the bus the males – who I saw had either reptilian Souls or spirits attached, said, “The older the berry the sweeter the juice.” I yelled with “Stay back, wetback” and “That’s why I voted for Trump.”
Those things actually thought I was some ole uneducated ghetto bitch who would be impressed with their skin color (many wetbacks are colorists) and would gloat over anything being said by their beaner go work in the sun for low minimum wage asses.
Beaner, go mow my lawn:
I grew up upper middle class in New Orleans. Regardless who the fuck they thought they were talking to. I let them know right off thr bat who tf they were dealing with, going up against.
Don’t bring that colorist, white war-shipping, low self esteem, beaner mowing lawn shit to me!
Get out my face and stay in your lane with that beaner shit.
Now, onwards to crakkkas.
You gotta watch them mofos. They think they are sneaky but, if monitored by the right person, you can gather how goofy they are, clownish.
They are stupid because they underestimate others and think with a few jedi mind tricks they can throw you off.
The other day while in a store I was waiting for chicken. An old white bitch comes along and wants to inquire when it will be ready.
Thinking I am a slave this old white bitch asked if I can go ask when will it be ready.
I said you old white bitch you got two feet you go do it. This ain’t slavery and I am not your slave you old dusty white racist bitch.
Like a crakkka, I KNEW she would get indignantly upset and call me rude. I cursed her out which is all I could do, for the race ✊🏽 cause if I woulda done what I really wanted to do and put hands my black ass would be back in jail.
Here the old white bitch:
I can’t go back to jail…..
I’ll just ‘woke that old white bitch and send her to hell. She close to death anyways, racist ass.
Reminds me of how an old white crakkka in Florida called a black KFC employee the n word and he knocked him out – and killed his old white ass – with one punch ✊🏽 🤜🏽 and due to public outcry (over the unfairness of his sentencing) he got house arrest:
Black witches, send that crakkka to hell since he is now dead 🧙🏾♀️🪄😈👹🦖🐢🐍
This is why I train crakkkas…..
In true crakkka fashion he tried to dominate – then ran 🧙🏻♀️🪄🦖🐢🐍
Here his license plate: Florida license plate number NFK W56.
I’ll never forget the words of a latina who said, “magick, not a gun, is the great equalizer.”
They don’t want you getting mad (strong emotions which start in the central nervous system are the catalyst for spiritual power awakening……
Cause then that happens 👆🏽
They don’t want you coming into your power.
They want you to stay stuck begging for crumbs at the table they built on stolen land they stole from you…..
They want you to stay stuck in the mindset that you gotta get along with em to achieve anything, like a slave.
The good thing about my POWERFUL reptilian ancestral bloodline is that I don’t give a fuck about that.
I know who I am and I like to insert fear, dominate and conquer them – just like them.
I use my spiritual abilities to dominate, conquer, kill so as to make an example and I am unapologetic about it and that makes them scared and I love it!
I feed off of that. It’s loosh for me.
If you try to get along with crakkkas, just like they did to the poor Samoans of Hawai’i, they gonna ply you with some bullshit “peace offering” and then fuck you over from there.
Just like they did us with the smallpox blankets……
See, with me, part of the gangstalking is, they don’t like that a black woman started the shirtless activism. I filed the lawsuit and everything on my own with no help from anyone.
http://toplessinla.org/2014/08/30/bank-of-america-discriminates-against-topless-female-and-lapd-called-and-the-unruh-act/Film Footage of the First False Arrest By LAPD For Being Topless and Female In Public
So they wanna whitewash it just as they do everything else started by blacks, hence why they let a white broad walk shirtless in Vons…..
They tried that shit years ago and I shut that shit down which is why I started this blog, so these foul ass crakkkas can’t take my legacy.
They use sexual harassment, sexual, weaponized violence and gangstalking to shut me down which doesn’t work because, thru dna activiation, I got the backing of the ancestors 🦖 to shut them down!
What they prey to 🙏🏻 is what I am related to 🦖
That’s how I’ve come to seemingly “rule” an area because I am what happens when you come into know-ledge of yourself but I’m not gonna go into detail. It’s something you are gonna have to learn on your own.
Don’t ask me or else you’ll get ‘woked 🧙🏻♀️🪄🦖🐢🐍 and good luck to those I ‘woked. You will need it. Trust.