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How scientists create the most explosive substance in the universe
Mon, May 15, 2023, at 3:42 PM EDT
From and including Tuesday, July 5, 2022, When CERN broke the Record in energy
To, but not including Monday, May 15, 2023, when this article released is,
Result: 314 days, PI 3.14
44 weeks and 6 days #446 aurora borealis=446, Now all of a sudden you can see it More and more from the US As the Bridge between Worlds is collapsing!
The 446 was on the Side of the Afghan Plane during the Evacuation!!
This 446 Code is connected to the Destruction of the Golden Gate Bridge!! “Rainbow Bridge” = 446(Reverse Franc Baconis) CERN Is destroying the bridge between our reality and the spiritual realm The Rainbow invokes time in the occult Saturn the Father of time, Saturn is not a planet, it is a Parallel dimension Of the Fallen. I know you all have spent most (if not all) of your life thinking that rainbows are harmless. In films and literature, there is usually a very vibrant, awe-inspiring rainbow in the sky immediately following something traumatic. Well, I'm here to tell you that you have been programmed to believe that rainbows are harmless things. And they basically are. But the SYMBOLISM of rainbows in magic (often used by 33rd and above Degree Masons) is very real and powerful. Let me explain: The Rainbow, also known as the Antahkarana or Rainbow Bridge, and its corresponding 7 colors have long held occult significance as a very spiritual, hypnotic device. The Supreme Council of the 33rd Degree of Freemasonry has used the rainbow on the cover of their magazine. In a book teaching Druidism (as in Illuminati Druidism), the Rainbow is described as “A true sign of Magic…it exists in both worlds at once!” In “The Wizard of OZ” (the novel and subsequent film of the same name which was used as mind control fodder for victims of MK Ultra in the '30s), Elvira Gulch is a woman who owns 1/2 of the county where Dorothy lives in Kansas. She is shown later in the Land of Oz transformed as a witch. Many of the Illuminati elite are rich and lead double lives. People who meet them at a ritual will see the dark side of these rich people. At the rituals, people are tranced from drugs, chanting, and mind control; they are “over the rainbow.” Like the one at the Falls in New York, The Rainbow Bridge Between Realms, We have them all over the Planet like on the Temple of Apollo where CERN Is Built, But Niagara Falls is not just a natural wonder, but a cosmic crossing and a portal between realms. The powerful energy of the falls is a result of its location on a ley line and its connection to other mystical sites around the world. Some believe that extraterrestrials aka Fallen Angels, use the falls as a gateway to visit Earth. The Rainbow Bridge that spans the falls is not just a tourist attraction, but a symbol of the connection between different dimensions and planes of existence. It is said that if you meditate on the bridge, you can enter a state of higher consciousness and access other realms of reality.Link
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Hey email me back for somethings to tell you about what you talked about I knew a real long time about here’s a lil poem
he re-minded me.
of all.
that is
that was
that will be…
and i am done playing
with this life.
playing with you’s,
this is not a game,
it was ours to choose.
the words will sound different.
and you’ll no longer follow.
you had many chances
to learn this music
i have shared.
i have sounded it
all my times.
i am almost done.
listen close
for this is not your place.
it is mine.
it is his.
i have songs to sing.
i remember.
and so i hum
my hymns
again,
without the pen..
this will bring what
shall be.
so i can go home.
he re-minded me,
as a young one
i would see.
i have seen,
much
and as he said…
i shall again be.
in this place of knowing
that is invisible to you.
the volcano killed you all.
and he lay
so i could sleep.
sleep away until we got home.
and again
again
we went back.
i remember the rivers
and laying in them
forced rushing of water
and you held me above.
while i giggle
giggle.
he has reminded me
these riddles and rhymes
are tun-in the chime
while we drank wine
with the man
that was Jesus.
again.
that was a fun time.
but we can go back
again.
go back to all that when
there was none.
take care of the m
you were told.
and this is what you chose.
you always have done this
i let you know.
with all else there is choice
with you – the choice was none.
it was wrote.
again
again
in this place..
home
we are still.
we sit silent
i have no hair
but it is still red.
my spirit.
i wear no thing
for we leave wearing.
behind.
but i still have blue on.
the blue tones of home.
when they asked
the angles stopped singing
even they had to hear what path
was taken.
so it’s time
time for these
songs
to make sense to no thing.
and humans beware
our creatures are.
and it is time for me to bring the light.
i do any and all
you ask of me.
take me home
simplicity.
the battle is over
for my spirit.
you have all lost.
none of you touched it once.
it was wrote this way.
and now we shall play
our music..
the crash of notes together
to make sense of it all,
it is the only way they understand.
lue them with a high e
to a low c
“the minor fall the major lift
the baffled kings composing”
hallelujah
in song they get a glimpse
of what will be.
i rush now
to truth,
and leave here all that is.
not me.
but earthly.
i am bound to no fear.
none.
i ask no thing
not even of my children.
i am aware
that is not up to me.
my position is of none,
and i shall not wither away
to pale moons
where i was once
held above the bluffs
only i was not giggling there.
and he
that one
was not allowed to drop me.
you gave him the grace
to hold me with no arms
for you understand
it is the only way.
i wish (my humanness)
does
that you all could come.
it is the physical
that pains
from fear of all.
but i can’t take you there.
home.
this is not a choice.
my chest has separated
in the middle
for the time has come
for light to shine
i’ll turn to it now
now that i remember
the path.
my dear beast…
how long have you known?
i’m angry
my human
for you held this from me.
if you have not held it – then you do not know it.
you do not know the truth.
you know only our created
truth.
I remember the place
i seen my mother
she was bathing her hands
removing the blood
of christ…
she wrapped him,
she is selfless
and i chose her
to carry me here.
“a belief is not a idea the mind possesses,
it is a idea that processes the mind”
this is to help the one who don’t believe…
for my core knows truth.
it is not perception,
nor experience.
and after the trumpet sounds,
there will be no more.
all that shall exist
is silence and grace
in a place a calm,
this is not silent lucidity
it is what shall be.
i have loved you all
from my whole
and now i must turn.
turn one more time
not too – nor away.
simply to what is to be.
i linger in little detail,
for my creature is just wakin
she is not to sleep.
she is she
always has been.
never has their been a male force
in me.
not once
only with what was to be.
it is why i have ginger.
for the soul is easy to keep quite.
this way.
pack away
until the day
we sing the last song.
so now i begin
to find
i am home already
i understand what is to be.
please love the scribble
for it will be all that is left.
these words,
i hope you find them.
it is your chance,
the last one i grant.
i will not sacrifice
us again.
the time for that is over.
it has been going on for so long.
not just a pinch…
not just a plain.
the time has come for the demesnes
to cometogether.
it will squeeze many gone.
i will not weep for this,
for i have spent\centuries,
i have been granted this time,
for you’s
and still your fucking blind
no more.
this is the end of the words,
the scribbles
that i was allowed to share.
allowed to help with.
i’m proud of the mothers.
so much that my light
shines for you’s
in you’s.
all ways.
and you’s too are comming home
one day.
if i go first,
please
hold this,
know this
that you are comming home
we will be together again.
i promises my mama’s this.
it is why you do not
“feed” from these words,
instead the waken you.
only you’s.
i see now,
it is female
that i keep.
hold.
and all you’s without the babies,
you have held them before
or i would have no thing for you.
you would not see me,
and you do.
so take ease and enjoy
this living…
here,
home is close.
i will figure it out.
i owe this
beast… read them.
for truth is awake in me.
you can’t slumber it away.
i only ask of you,
to re live
and ask yourself
if you held me close…
to keep me safe,
or keep me from.
i see why i am granted poetic justice.
for all will think,
i just bang these lines
from my mind
for your playing pleasure.
contrary,
again,
again,
the volcano killed you all.
i tried once to save you,
and we died with you’s.
but to me,
because of him…
i again believed myself to only sleep…
as he stayed to.
for my pain,
of yous.
i have learned
and this time i will not allow it to kill us,
only you’s.
i am home.
for now i live here,
while being home
changeling the gardens i grow
and the rivers we swam
the canyons we craved
the children we shared.
it is why we couldn’t create 2gether.
they have been created.
the ones that needed to be.
the creatures are stirring.
and we shall bring them home.
to their playground of knowing.
all is theirs.
i have been fortunate
with my father,
for he knew.
told me
about all to come for me.
and why i remember my mother
yet can’t find him there
in my remembrance.
“don’t call me daughter”
for I am not.
i am the queen
and he was my child,
my strongest
ever
he was prepared
for this time,
over all time.
to remind me…
of these males that would see me to the brink.
and those 5
moments
i file accordingly.
i have placed in you’s
many tools.
hold them strong…
you will need them.
if you shake your head…
it is already over.
i remember,
all to be.
no thing
will stop what i am to do.
i will sing.
kiss you all
i pray for you.
don’t bother with deciphering
it won’t do.
not your place
it’s something new
old
right.
the spirit of me in remembrance.
Have you heard of ICE 9, the information I received is that they have plans to freeze the economy with it! It can freeze an entire body of water 9 ft. Below the surface. This will be when they put us in lock down. The group TLS is attempting to stop it from happening. The video above is worth the watch!