Wednesday, October 2, 2019

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Monday, July 8, 2019

What Would You Do as Candidate for Anti-Christ

I am afraid the one person in my life that I USED to trust is a sociopath or narcissistic bent on ending my life, what would you do? Stay with the devil you know, or find a new group, but it seems I am surrounded by the cult members.

​ I am at such a loss of what do to since my entire life I have been surrounded mostly by those cult members wishing for my husband to be elevated to this Anti-Christ and then make me disappear. I really have no one, they have isolated me from everyone and have made it appear I am a lunatic schizophrenic because of the subliminal hypnosis I believe is transmitted during REM to make me act and seem strange.

Friends I could trust have mysteriously died off these past few years so that I only have him to turn. It's such a crazy story, I am almost embarrassed to tell it because it sounds so crazy. But I strongly believe it to be the truth. Many have died in my circles, most appear to be accidents, suicides, overdoses, disease, but I suspect it is the cult. The developer of our current home died in a plane crash on route to Italy to survey the damage the day I was born.

The time when Truman was elected, Jack Parson's was just starting his ritual to create the Scarlet Woman. Occultists must have thought this was the boy because of what was written about the divine beast. Born 706667 days after Jesus Death you have two 7s, that's the divine number and 666 the beast. Explicit instructions were given NOT to tell this child (Me) any of these things. So I was kept in the dark most of my life not knowing this crazy secret. Meanwhile another candidate for Anti-Christ found out about me and decided to befriend me. He had secret desires to become this anti-Christ and had heard that I would not doing a very good job.

Especially not knowing that I even had this job. We became close and closer and eventually married. Now today I believe he feels he has sucked enough energy from me to be the anti-Christ all on his own and do away with me. I am at such a loss of what do to since my entire life I have been surrounded by only those who wish for my husband to be elevated to this position and then make me disappear. I really have no one, they have isolated me from everyone and have made it appear I am a lunatic schizophrenic because of the subliminal hypnosis I think is transmitted during REM to make me act and seem strange. It's such a crazy story, I am almost embarrassed to tell it. But I strongly believe it to be the truth.
Unlike movies like Rosemary's Baby, The Omen and Adam Stephen's from Bewitched, the birth date has never been the reason for the selection, not mine at least. The reason for the selection has been numbers of days after Jesus' death combined with a puzzle stating how to create the anti-Christ (outside of Jack's Manifesto). The puzzle clues are 27 and "Their" and "Beast" and "2nd Richardson". During the Manifesto Jack Parsons masturbated on magic tablets, or JERKED OFF upon them.
The "2nd Richardson" clue comes from the alignment of Columbus from Transamerica Pyramid out northwest over bay, as its layline enters Sausalito at 2nd and Richardson. I am the grandson of a Richard and he is the Son of a Richard.

Since my birth happened 706667 days after Jesus died and the puzzle clues were 27 and BEAST, the number 706667 contains the beast 666 and two number 7s. In addition to this my biological grandfather was named BLACKIE and Grandma had striking red hair like Lucy's and it was assumed they were looking for a amazon like woman who had red hair to impregnate during the Manifesto / Comet dates of approximately 10/29 to 11/15. The time when Truman was elected. I feel this the reason for the creation of TRUMAN SHOW. His last name is BURBANK which is very similar to the city in Germany my family comes from, BUER. Home of the BUER demon.
That is where the Truman Show... TRUMAN BUER-BANK comes in. I also believe I am the real life Truman and this is how they've been treating me, like on the show.
The BUER demon has 5 legs, I believe during 9/11 they attempted to chop those legs by crashing plane into LEGSVILLE, aks SHANKSVILLE and the BOSTON CITY MARATHON, what was targeted? LEGS. Buer is significant because of Alister Crowley allegedly summoning the demon in 1899 at his home on Lockness.

Then something like 15920 (spells JERK) (I think that's why the movie THE JERK was made) days after Aliester Crowley's New Aeon start date, Mom's conception the Trinity bomb test occurred on 7/16/45 and people claimed Parson's girlfriend/wife's fetus was inside the bomb and/or Little Boy or Fat Man bomb's that hit Japan.
Since my conception was the same date as Parson's wife/girlfriend Cameron 4/22/1922, people must have saw a connection. In addition on April 22, 1967 the Soyuz was launched from USSR and crashed and burnt up the pilot on 4/23/1967. That was also a blood moon.
That was 70604 days after Jesus death. Note that spells GOD. Then my birthday on January 15, 1968 when the days from Jesus death was 706667 I suspect some occultists thought this was the boy because of what was written about the divine beast. Also on January 15, 1968 a** big earthquake shook Italy**, and the son whose father designed my current home died in a plane crash on route to Italy to survey the damage.
Being 706667 days from Jesus death fulfills two clues in the puzzle.. Where 7 is the divine number and 666 the beast.
Explicit instructions were given NOT to tell this child (Me) any of these things. So I was kept in the dark most of my life not knowing this crazy secret. Meanwhile another candidate for Anti-Christ was not following these instructions and had a clear advantage. He somehow found out about me and decided to befriend me.
He had secret desires to become this anti-christ and felt I was not doing a good job at such. How could I, especially not knowing that I even had this job. We became close and closer and eventually married. Now after all of these years, I am realizing he wants my title. Regardless of how much I do not want it, I don't think it fair for him to usurp the title, seeings how it's all I have to bargain with.
Now today I believe he feels he has sucked enough energy from me to be the anti-Christ all on his own and do away with me. I sincerely believe him to be the better candidate. But for the evil Jesus, not the one with the heart, which I consider myself.
I am at such a loss of what do to since my entire life I have been surrounded by only those who wish for my husband to be elevated to this position and then make me disappear. I really have no one, they have isolated me from everyone and have made it appear I am a lunatic schizophrenic because of the subliminal hypnosis I think is transmitted during REM to make me act and seem strange. Friends I could trust have mysteriously died off these past few years so that I only have him to turn. It's such a crazy story, I am almost embarrassed to tell it. But I strongly believe it to be the truth.

Jack Parson's Manifesto - October 31 - November 16, 1948

The Black Pilgrimage

Now it came to pass even as BABALON told me, for after receiving Her Book I fell away from Magick, and put away Her Book and all pertaining thereto. And I was stripped of my fortune (the sum of about $50,000) and my house, and all I Possessed.

Then for a period of two years I worked in the world, recouping my fortune somewhat. But that was also taken from me, and my reputation, and my good name in my worldly work, that was in science.
And on the 31st of October, 1948, BABALON called on me again, and I began the last work, that was the work of the wand. And I worked for 17 days, until BABALON called me in a dream, and instructed me on an astral working. Then I reconstructed the temple, and began the Black Pilgrimage, as She instructed.

And I went into the sunset with Her sign, and into the night past accursed and desolate places and cyclopean ruins, and so came at last to the City of Chorazin. And there a great tower of Black Basalt was raised, that was part of a castle whose further battlements reeled over the gulf of stars. And upon the tower was this sign.

And one heavily robed and veiled showed me the sign, and told me to look, and behold, I saw flash below me four past lives wherein I had failed in my object. And I beheld the life of Simon Magus, preaching the Whore Helena as the Sophia, and I saw that my failure was in Hubris, the pride of the spirit. And I saw my life as Giles de Retz, wherein I attempted to raise Jehanne Darc to be Queen of the Witchcraft, and failed through her stupidity, and again my pride. And I saw myself in Francis Hepburne, Earl Bothwell, manipulating Gellis Duncan, that was an unworthy instrument. And again as Count Cagliostro, failing because I failed to comprehend the nature of women in my Seraphina. And I was shown myself as a boy of 13 in this life, invoking Satan and showing cowardice when He appeared. And I was asked: “Will you fail again?” and I replied “I will not fail.” (For I had given all my blood to BABALON, and it was not I that spoke.)

And thereafter I was taken within and saluted the Prince of that place, and thereafter things were done to me of which I may not write, and they told me, “It is not certain that you will survive, but if you survive you will attain your true will, and manifest the Antichrist.
And thereafter I returned and swore the Oath of the Abyss, having only the choice between madness, suicide, and that oath. But the Oath in no wise ameliorated that terror, and I continued in the madness and horror of the abyss for a season. But of this no more. But having passed the ordeal of 40 days I took the oath of a Magister Templi, even the Oath of Antichrist before Frater 132, the Unknown God.
And thus was I Antichrist loosed in the world; and to this I am pledged, that the work of the Beast 666 shall be fulfilled, and the way for the coming of BABALON be made open and I shall not cease or rest until these things are accomplished. And to this end I have issued this my Manifesto.

The Manifesto of the Antichrist

  • Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
  • I, BELARION, ANTICHRIST, in the year 1948 of the rule of the Black Brotherhood called Christianity, do make my Manifesto to all men. And I, THE ANTICHRIST, come among you, saying:
  • An end to the presence, and lying hypocrisy of Christianity.
  • An end to the servile virtues, and superstitious restrictions.
  • An end to the slave morality.
  • An end to prudery and shame, to guild and sin, for these are of the only evil the sun, that is fear.
  • An end to all authority that is not based on courage and manhood, to the authority of lying priests, conniving judges, blackmailing police, and
  • An end to the servile flattery and cajolery of mods, the coronations of mediocrities, the ascension of dolts.
  • An end to restriction and inhibition, for I, THE ANTICHRIST, am come among you preaching the Word of the BEAST 666, which is, “There is no law beyond Do what thou wilt.”
  • And I, BELARION, ANTICHRIST, do lift up my voice and prophecy, and I say:
  • I shall bring all men to the law of the BEAST 666, and in His law I shall conquer the world.
  • And within seven years of this time, BABALON, THE SCARLET WOMAN HILARION will manifest among ye, and bring this my work to its fruition.
  • An end to conscription, compulsion, regimentation, and the tyranny of false laws.
  • And within nine years a nation shall accept the Law of the BEAST 666 in my name, and that nation will be the first nation of earth.
  • And all who accept me the ANTICHRIST and the law of the BEAST 666, shall be accursed and their joy shall be a thousandfold greater than the false joys of the false saints.
  • And in my name BELARION shall they work miracles, and confound our enemies, and none shall stand before us.
Therefore I, THE ANTICHRIST call upon all the Chosen and elect and upon all men, come forth now in the name of Liberty, that we may end for ever the tyranny of the Black Brotherhood.
Witness my hand and seal on this 26 day of July 1949, that is the year of BABALON 4066.
Love is the law, love under will.

Belarion, Antichrist


Wednesday, June 26, 2019

TATE MANSON ALL OVER AGAIN on the ROOF?

On November 1, 2015 my neighbor Cindy Sue Donaldson arrived home followed by a gold Pontiac VIBE.  She parked her car and then proceeded to our front door.  She appeared to be very upset.   She began banging on the front windows, the mail box slot, the front door and was yelling, "Stay off of my roof", "He was on my roof".  This was at 9:52:09.  She later claimed that she left a ladder in her backyard and that I must have used it to get on her roof because she heard foot steps.

I believe this is a case of what's called STAGE CRAFT.  It is witchcraft within a scripted text that appears to be a real event.  She claimed that I was on her roof the night before, yet I did not leave the house the whole night.  Why would she wait until morning to confront me on this?  It appears that she was somewhere staging what she would say when she arrived home.  Because a ladder is left near her roof does not mean that Mark will see it and decide to get upon the nearest roof.

The "ROOF" I believe she is referring to is my fathers age.  On August 8, 2019 my father would have been 29666 days old.  The numbers 9666 convert to the letters ROOF.  In other words, Cindy Sue Donaldson apparently has decided as judge and jury that I am not to live beyond that date.

So what is the significance of this particular date?  I think I found that answer within a mysterious file upon my computer dated 8/7/2012.  It's called DEPLOYLAUNCHER.INI and I checked the exact time within the file, it was in UNIX format:

V_Lease_Renew_start=1344366173

That time converts to: 

Tuesday, 07-Aug-12 19:02:53 UTC

I believe that this time symbolizes the time at which I must die.  Instead of 19:02:53, it is 19253 days from my brothers birth date.  That equals August 7, 2019.  The day before my father turns 2ROOF days old.

What is also significant about this date is the anniversary of the Fat Man Bomb dropped on Nagasaki, Japan.  I believe it also to be the conception date of my husband.  True the bomb was dropped on August 9th, but the time in the United States was still August 8th.  This seems to tie in with the Tate Manson murders on August 9, 1969 and their link with the movie Rosemary's Baby.  That's what this is all about.  Unfortunately, I am Rosemary's Baby.

So what does it all mean?  I believe that they found me less than the ideal Anti-Christ and wish to transfer the title to someone else.  I am not familiar with how such a transaction would take place, I guess my death is required.  There's no manual or reference guide for me to refer.

Could this be tied in with the DYLAN STORM ROOF event?  I believe that too is an elaborate staged event.  I doubt he is in jail, and if he is then I suspect he was setup.  The very first red flag is his birth date.  They claim he was born April 3, 1994.  The whole reason that they selected me to be Rosemary's Baby, I believe is because at my birth I was 706667 days from Jesus' death on April 3, 0033.

The story of Rosemary's Baby was continued in the form of The Omen in 1976.  Damien Thorn's birth date was June 6, 1971 at 6pm or 66671 which is close to my 706667 days from April 3, 0033.

Unlike the novel Son of Rosemary, the coven has not become welcoming or open to me.  They have continued to pretend they do not exist and that they are normal neighbors.  Somehow the coven has managed to infiltrate every place I have ever lived or worked.  I believe EVERY surrounding home to be owned or rented by a member of the coven.  I am not sure I even know anyone outside of the coven.  It's a dire situation and one that an outsider would consider unbelievable and immediately label me schizophrenic.

Remember hearing that rock music is Satan's work?  It might just be true.  How coincidental is having three bands live adjoining your home and all with songs that appear to be written about me and my husband?  I suspect they too are members of the coven.  With names like "Moonlight Magic", do you doubt me?

Yet another neighbor has relatives who have written many books on magic and the occult. I realize that is not evidence, and is guilt by association.  But it's all that I have, they will never admit to what now is so glaringly obvious.

Yes, Richard would doubt me, but if Cindy was seen with a bloody knife right after my stabbing death, he would err on her innocence, citing he did not actually witness the stabbing.  I am sure he is one of them.

Just remember if they haul me away to jail because my neighbors all said that I am crazy and dangerous... they are all in the same group and all plotting against me.  It is actually a good thing that they all hate me.  These are not the kind of people you want to like you.  In order for them to like me I would have to be equally conniving and backstabbing as they. 


Friday, June 14, 2019

Heartless

Heartless
In the night, I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless?
Oh, how could you be so heartless?
How could you be so, cold as the winter wind when it breeze, yo
Just remember that you talkin' to me though
You know need to watch the way you talkin' to me, yo
I mean after all the things that we've been through
I mean after all the things we got into
Hey yo, I know of some things that you ain't told me
Hey yo, I did some things but that's the old me
And now you wanna get me back and you goin' show me
So you walk around like you don't know me
You got a new friend, well I got homies
But in the end it's still so lonely
In the night, I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless?
Oh, how could you be so heartless?
How could be so Dr. Evil, you bringin' out a side of me that I don't know
I decided we weren't goin' speak so
Why we up three A.M. on the phone
Why does she be so mad at me for
Homie I don't know, she's hot and cold
I won't stop, I won't mess my groove up
Cause I already know how this thing go
You run and tell your friends that you're leaving me
They say that they don't see what you see in me
You wait a couple months then you gon' see
You'll never find nobody better than me
In the night, I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless?
Oh, how could you be so heartless?
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talk
Baby let's just knock it off
They don't know what we been through
They don't know 'bout me and you
So I got something new to see
And you just goin' keep hatin' me
And we just goin' be enemies
I know you can't believe
I could just leave it wrong
And you can't make it right
I'm goin' take off tonight
Into the night
In the night, I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road, he lost his soul to a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless?
Oh, how could you be so heartless?
Songwriters: Benjamin Hudson McIldowie / Ernest Dion Wilson / Jeffrey Bhasker / Kanye Omari West / Malik Yusef El Shabazz Jones / Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi

Tuesday, June 4, 2019

Authorities Close Infamous Phoenix Rat Farm

RAT FARM CLOSED
Phoenix, Arizona
June 4, 2019

Meat Puppets Home Raided and Closed
Neighbors alerted authorities to the home of 58-year-old Cris Kirkwood and Ruth Wilson after finding rats equipped with wireless cameras roaming their homes.  The cameras were strapped to the rodents back using custom harnesses.

Inside the Kirkwood/Wilson residence police confiscated hundreds of hours of video recorded from the rats in locations throughout the city. 

Authorities said the recordings were then shared and traded within a network of online remote rodent voyeurs.  Top price was paid for footage captured by the rodents of sexual acts and of local celebrities.  There may be over one thousand potential victims of the rat farm surveillance system and authorities continue to identify victims on the recordings. 

The couple had a complete breeding and training program setup in the backyard of their North 2nd Avenue Phoenix Home.  Inside an aluminum shed over 200 rodents which were then euthanized and then laid out on the couples front lawn. 

Alleged victims became suspicious when the couple visited their neighboring homes.  Bread crumb trails were found after either Wilson or Kirkwood paid a visit.  Those trails almost always led to the master bedroom of the victim homes.  Both Kirkwood and Wilson were said to be carrying large bags and where the victims suspect the rodents were covertly brought into the homes and let free.

Cris Kirkwood went so far as to write a song about their exploits which was recorded and published by his band, The Meat Puppets.  The song tells of a rat farm in your town where the rodents invade your homes and implies that they watch you during intercourse. 

Kirkwood and Wilson refused to comment on the charges.  Authorities said the rat farm is closed permanently and district attorneys are still working on what crimes Kirkwood and Wilson could face. 

Thursday, May 30, 2019

Sweet But Psycho


I was kind of freaking out because I thought that maybe, there might be a remote chance that someone very close to myself is a psychopath or sociopath.  I don't really have a problem with psychopaths unless I am the target and then everything changes and I start to worry.  

I had just purchased this book called Confessions of a Sociopath and things in the book read like they could be about myself.  Of course the names were changed and situations altered.  But the thought persisted, this could be him!

As I was installing a new app on my phone and using it for the first time, an advertisement began to play.  The ad was for some type of music program that was playing Ava Max's "Sweet but Psycho".  I hadn't heard this before.

The music video played like it could be our relationship right down to the dart board and green potion.

Perhaps the author of the book is really a female lawyer, or she could be a proxy of him???  More research needed!

LYRICS - SWEET BUT PSYCHO

Oh, she's sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
Oh, she's hot but a psycho
So left but she's right though
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
She'll make you curse, but she a blessing
She'll rip your shirt within a second
You'll be coming back, back for seconds
With your plate, you just can't help it
No, no, you'll play along
Let her lead you on, on, on
You'll be saying, "No, no"
Then saying, "Yes, yes, yes"
'Cause she messin' with your head
Oh, she's sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
Oh, she's hot but a psycho
So left but she's right though
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
Grab a cop gun kinda crazy
She's poison but tasty
Yeah, people say, "Run, don't walk away"
'Cause she's sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
See, someone said, "Don't drink her potions"
She'll kiss your neck with no emotion
When she's mean, you know you love it
'Cause she tastes so sweet, don't sugarcoat it
No, no, you'll play along
Let her lead you on, on, on
You'll be saying, "No (no, no, no, no), no (no, no)"
Then saying, "Yes, yes, yes"
'Cause she messin' with your head
Oh, she's sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
Oh, she's hot but a psycho
So left but she's right though
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
Grab a cop gun kinda crazy
She's poison but tasty
Yeah, people say, "Run, don't walk away"
'Cause she's sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
You're just like me, you're out your mind
I know it's strange, we're both the crazy kind
You're tellin' me that I'm insane
Boy, don't pretend that you don't love the pain
Oh, she's sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
Oh, she's hot but a psycho
So left but she's right though
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
Grab a cop gun kinda crazy
She's poison but tasty
Yeah, people say, "Run, don't walk away"
'Cause she's sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
Songwriters: Amanda Ava Koci / Madison Emiko Love / Andreas Haukeland / William Bean Lobban / Henry Russell Walter
Sweet but Psycho lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.