Courage: And the Gangstalkers

After I brought my 2nd child into this world, shortly after, I was gangstalkked by some very ominous men. 

I was holding my child in my arms about a week after she was born, as Courage the Cowardly dog played on the TV screen. The opening theme song played, and I noticed quite obviously as her whole demeanor changed, and she became comforted. I looked from her, to the tv, and back again and came to a brilliant conclusion. "Oh my God, you're Bijou." I realized. I never felt so much pride and happiness. She knew this TV show, she knew Courage, from her past life. She had related to him in those many afternoons we spent curled up together and watching after school.

Bijou had just passed away 6 months previously, when I was three and a half months pregnant. Just a little light research will reveal that the Indian religion, the largest to believe in reincarnation, states that the "soul " attaches itself to the fetus around 3 to 3 and 1/2 months. This is exactly when she was put down. She had immediately re-entered my womb.

After figuring out my little newborn girl was Bijou, who tried to still use all fours like a dog would, and matched her features to a T (to this day even looking very pug-like: as Bijou was a Pekingese with a pug nose and features.) I put together who my eldest child was, who was just celebrating her second birthday on this earth.

I knew I had known her from a past life- rather, that she had known me, as she seemed to know everything about me including my scars and illness and all my secrets. I wondered for a while who she could be, but now it became obvious. I took her aside and as I gave her butterfly kisses I spoke silently to her soul. Only things a mother would say.

This precious girl was Copper, reincarnate. I breathed deeply her hair, and to my elite surprise, it smelled of the bushes and lilac tree that copper lurked in all the time outside of our house. It was in her dna, as was that fiery orange hair. How I took this long to recognize her - I do not know.

During this time, I had received a strong telepathic communication suddenly from one of my Husband's forms. (as my childhood had informed me that he had two.) "I need your help." He spoke. 

"What do you need?"

"Can you fix my organs?"

"Which one?"

"...My brain." "...Please."

"Yes."

"Meet me on these sites..."

And he listed three websites for me to meet him on.

I chose one indefinitely, Portal 2012.

"Give me within 2 years. I will be there for you. I promise. Likely 8 months."

The connection broke, as I set the white magic in my head to meet up with him at this time.

Then that fateful night happened.

It was very late, around 3:00 a.m. I had both babies sound asleep, as I played around on my pc. There was a window in the corner of my living room that didn't close all the way. I heard men's voices coming from just outside it. Deep, almost menacing sounding. I quieted and paid close attention. Certainly menacing sounding. I tried to catch what they were saying. After not much luck, I decided to creep to the next room and grab a weapon before they took notice of me. As I came back I crouched in the middle of the house, positioning myself right between the men and my sleeping babies. They suddenly decided to stop talking and noticed me. They looked in right through the walls towards me. I telepathed to what seemed to be the leader of the two and questioned him; when it became obvious he had only dark intentions, I sent him a warning and called him a pig. He seemed to know me like the back of his own hand. I had family members I had known my whole life that didn't know me as deeply as this man does.

The next morning, shortly after it became light out, i decided it was safe to go outside and met, of all people, my grandfather on the corner as i was coming around the house to where the men had been. How he knew to be out there, i do not know. We both stared down solemnly at a perfect circle that had formed in the snow. It contained the boot prints of full sized men. Leading to, and coming from, the circle, were NO FOOTPRINTS at all in the snow. The men had come "silently" from the sky; screaming only of Secret Space Program and Anti-Gravity technology. 

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