Well, Das Squirrel is hear and sharing his Smule.com recordings. I realize that my recordings are not that great. I sound asthmatic actually and don’t really open my mouth all that much, giving the impression that I’m paralyzed! I can hit the notes but I sound like a little kid if I try to sing that perfect pitch. Smule.com doesn’t have a section for choral music, two of which I recorded thus far.
20170203-2040. Das Squirrel sent me a text message with a link to: http://saintfactory.com/satanism-the-eucharist/ I’ve read the article rather quickly and got distracted a couple of times as I turned to Das Squirrel and his mommy and recounted two incidences in which I received the consecrated hosts in two separate Saturdays.
Father Mark G handed me both consecrated host. During my lifetime as a Catholic, I’ve received my communion and hosts. But for those two times, I definitely received the consecrated ones because upon placing the wafer into my pie hole, I felt the energy signature! The waves of prickly energy made the hairs on my head, then back of my neck and past the shoulders and towards my foreheads!
He wanted to send his Catholic friends in Alaska an email about my story.
Anyway, with regards to stories like this one, I don’t believe it because the crazy reptilian bitch living adjacent to us continues to desecrate the mini-hosts with her evil hands! If evil entities are able to hold these wafers, then it doesn’t matter if religion is real or not.
In one YouTube by Alex Jones, he mentioned that there is no God and that a matrix-like reality can affect humanz. So I’m thinking that reptilians are behind religion, including Jesus, because the churches have allowed ministers to pass their cooties and desecrate the holy hosts. I’m disappointed and disgusted that I still practice my faith with the current conditions of evil.
With regards to evil, the crazy reptilian bitch was looking into our choir box. I kept my eyes focused on her the whole mass. And when I saw her looking into my general direction, I craned up my neck and tilted my head slightly to my right to make it obvious that I’m looking directly at her. She flicked out her tongue. Sheesh.
After the first reading, Thelma came down the steps and with an obvious turn of here body towards the choir box, I saw that she was looking at me and I looked her straight with my lifted eyebrows and cocked my head forward and with slightly tilt or nod to confirm that she saw the unscheduled reptilian. I told y’all. Just read my blog and I’ll give y’all intel. It’s an interesting time and place.
That was Sunday, five days ago. With regards to the prior Sunday, I was boosting the place of worship with the dork’s modified prayer. When I telepathically called out my personal word, I saw that several entities would shift uncomfortably in their seats.
I saw Jasmine’s tall, dark-skinned boyfriend with the long shoulder-length hair and his father shift forward together at the same time that the crazy reptilian bitch moved in her seat. The initial blast and visual confirmation worked VERY well. Subsequent prayerful blasts didn’t seem to cause them to shift.
In the past, I’ve noticed that my prayerful blasts would cause these entities to move slightly on their seats, or freaking wooden pews. But the evil continue to reside, side by side, with others, playing, working, and eating together. Strangely enough, I’m still correct — this is truly a hellish planet.
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