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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Urbi et Orbi

After recovering enough to walk properly again, albeit shaky, I was offered to go on a very cheap 10 day trip to Europe offered through the highschool. My brother and 2 friends would be attending. 

When i got to Rome, we were officially allowed to drink there, and checked into the hotel that night and had ourselves quite a few drinks. We got little to no sleep and the next morning we were going to watch the Pope give his Urbi et Orbi. A voice sounded to me, telepathically but also loud enough i'm sure my friend heard, as she stood arm and arm with me, giggling uncontrollably. "Mom...." He said. "You have been here for 100 years." I saw an image of a body of water, and threw my consciousness towards it as i questioned the meaning, the pope began to explain to me in detail where i was before the 100 years i have been here, with all fail safes, to the point that i began to see the logic quite clearly and there was NO room for flaws. He was speaking truth & reincarnation was 100% real and he explained the process. He answered all my questions and i understood the cycle of death. Then when i confirmed to him that i believed him, i snapped out of it, and came "back to the real world", my friend giggling on my arm.  I realized i was protected beyond means of comprehension here in this life. The shock of coming back to the real world, made me forget almost instantly all the pope had just taught me, as it slipped away like water. 

We arrived at Saint Peter's Square in Vatican City, and my tiny group of friends was standing way in the back by the fountain, as Benedict arrived on the Balcony and raised his staff. I remember burning a fever so strong, from the illness that had consumed my body from what my husband, my Guardian King, had done to me. We entered Saint Peter's Basilica and waited in line to view Pope John Paul II as he lay in his glass coffin like Snow White. You had 3 seconds to view him, then had to move on, armed guards on either side of him ensuring this routine. It was my turn and i got to the front. I stood there and gazed at him. I realized this is where the voice had come from, i was enthralled. i stood longer than 3 seconds, taking him in. As i stared i watched as his chest gently rose and fell, like he was breathing. I could almost see a sick green energy coming from him, emanating towards me and i felt Love. Or the closest thing to love i had ever felt, as we were the same. Sick. I peered at the guards on either side of me, taking them in. They stood silent and gave me my turn. All other patrons had been shooed by the guards at PRECISELY 3 seconds. They gave their signal and used their guns to move each person in line. They never gave me the signal. They stood like silent sentinels. I stood as long as i did, until i heard my teacher call my name from way across the crowded room, and i realized they were all lined up, ready to go. I didn't want to leave. My heart rate and energy had increased exponentially while i stared. to the point a fire was consuming me and had begun to become uncontrollably obvious and spread through the room. I would cause chaos and panic with all this energy, despite it being the Purest, Warmest, Healthiest flow i had ever received or emanated. I got out of the spot to join my tour. I'm not ready for this, i said, i'm only 17. I'll come back for you.

Job 38:31-34 New International Version (NIV)

Can you bind the chains of the Pleiades? Can you loosen Orion's belt? Can you bring forth the constellations in their seasons or lead out the Bear with its cubs? Do you know the laws of the heavens? Can you set up God's dominion over the earth?

And a Promise

The promise I made was to the sweetest gem I could ever have found—my "jewel"—Bijou. She was a special case, a puppy mill rescue, and they planned to put her down if she couldn’t rehabilitate in our home.

Days passed, and Bijou lay by her food and water bowls, untouched, trembling as if she believed that merely touching them would bring her punishment. It seemed she would rather perish than confront the risky, untrustworthy humans surrounding her. I was just ten years old.

I loved this dog dearly; we all did. Yet, I couldn't get her to eat or drink. I heard my parents discussing her fate in hushed tones, their distress echoing through the kitchen while I sat beside her, heart heavy.

In that moment, I realized that life is a game ruled by fear. Every choice people make is driven by it, easily swayed into decisions that cause harm rather than good. Fear governs us all.

With these thoughts swirling in my mind, I tiptoed down the staircase. Halfway down, determination surged within me. I understood Bijou. They were trying to play her life as if it were a mere game. She seemed to believe she deserved nothing, perhaps even worse. How could anyone have made her feel that way? She was a beautiful, precious soul in danger.

I sat beside her, gently pulling her into my lap, offering her food and showing her how to drink from the water bowl. In that moment, she looked at me as if I were an angel. We made eye contact—her eyes were filled with trauma, shaking and unfocused, yet I saw the stars reflected within them. In her big brown eyes, the galaxies themselves shone.

I made a promise then: I would make her my baby one day. I envisioned those eyes transformed into a beautiful human girl, the most stunning being in the universe, cherished by many. My mission was clear: I had to bring her into this world and, from there, take her to space. I saw it in her eyes—this was my destiny.

I vowed that I would not leave her to die; I would take her to space, where we would all be together forever. I promised to God Himself, my fingers uncrossed to show my sincerity.

And that is the story of my gem, my Bijou.

born a Jew so she a gemmy 🎵🎶

An Oath

I became very close with the orange cat. We named him "Copper" after Fox & the Hound. He became like a part of my own soul. 

Around the time I was 11 years old, i would be taking walks across town at night to see a friend or just to walk. I soon discover that Copper had been following me at night seemingly EVERY TIME i went out; keeping a little distance and watching to make sure i was safe. (What a sweetheart!) The problem is, on the couple days i began to notice this, i saw something vaguely with my soul & my mind's eye. In my mind's eye I saw a silver, very traditional type ufo, following my cat, like a plumbob. This scared the living hell out of me, and I couldn't tell: was he scared, too? Cat's instincts are known to be off the charts. The ship gave me overall a very negative feeling at first impression. 

Around this time frame, i took a walk at night and Copper was following me. I stopped as i noticed i was being watched, which was UNUSUAL because i grew up in a small town of a population of only 1,001. I could see and hear two rough men standing about 2 blocks away from us, talking about us, looking at the cat. It came to me that they wished harm on him. I couldn't imagine what type of harm, but i looked at my cat and swore right then & there that i would protect him, that if anything was going on with him, i would be right there with him and fight my hardest and take the hits for him, like he was my precious newborn baby girl or boy. I noticed the men became anxious and looked at a loss or distressed at this point. 

As for that mysterious 'spaceship' I thought maybe I saw from my mind: I truly wondered if the cat was aware of it. It almost seemed he was and this was a part of him, and a usual thing. On the other hand, I wondered if he was scared.

I made a promise that I swore nothing bad would happen to him, and if he didn't want to go on the ship that God himself couldn't make him. And if he did want the ship, that it would be the most positive experience! 

Later around this time- as the 'ship' entered my mind, I decided I had to protect this furry little Soul - even in death itself and beyond. I wanted his incarnations to match mine and always return to me or be able to find him. I started a white magic dance, chanting healing words of power. Making up a spell and the complete willpower and intent to draw him to me.

got the music in you baby tell me why 🎶🎵