I’m not good at dates. Most days my memory is Swiss cheese(US ARMY JABBs), but my state group, DJ, has focused every aspect of myself into a fine tuned instrument of the mission to save souls and to save domes.
How did I get here? I was three years old sitting with my mom and dad in Hoboken on Christmas watching the Disney Channel. That was my last holy memory. Ever after it was tainted or attempted to be tainted by the prince.
Pre k. Our lady of grace. When the the subs would come in, they would be the moms of the other kids. Of the girls. They would split us up and put the boys on one side, and make us put our heads down and turn out the lights on us. If we asked to goto the bathroom they would scream at us. One such day I decided to take my leave of the shadows and take a piss without permission, quite stealthily. I reached my goal and opened the door to what could only be described as two of the girls engaged in some censored activity.
I was so disgusted and horrified that I quickly sought my path amidst the shadows of neglect, rather than to be subjected to whatever foul business was afoot in the bathroom.
I’m a test measurement and diagnostic equipment maintenance specialist and I had been primarily stationed and worked out of Wiesbaden Army Airfield with my family.
2008 I’m about to ets to save my marriage (didn’t work). I discover loose change and bohemian Grove and appreciated aj guests but not so much aj and especially after he fired Millie Weaver (Heroine of the Ages).
But honestly even before that you could see that it was coming. He used to rail against Jarod kushner and always made comments about the 666 building he just had to buy, or his ginormous sway in the holy land. And then one day, poof No Jarrod great and then roger came in and was visible and then millie was fired and I discovered an oracle.
Her name is Tore. But whats in a name? even we, have gone through many changes of consciousness throughout the growth of the perception around us and inside of us.
but she so uriel ie so jaunty tor.
Every lesson she has put forth has more attuned me to the frequencies that before could only penetrate in blips or inundation. She has taught control and empowerment but above all God, and mercy and the gospel of truth, that redemption is possible for all, for if it is possible for a wretch like me, it is possible for all.
Dates come and go and shit ALWAYS HAPPENS, but 17 does not just come and go. It is constant. I don’t presume to know what it is, but right now I’m saying it’s the last xwing about to blow up the last mother fuckin death star. And apparently it’s ancient and transcends time. I love our girl. Love all that she is and stands for. I would share my food and my roof with her and her family and all the groups and I’d do anything and give anything to protect each and everyone of you.
Things started changing and I grew to learn the importance of intention and vibrancy and frequency and the connection to love and mercy and compassion and goodness.
I stumble. I howl at the moon. But I get up because of 2 things. One. Mission. Two. In my head I hear mickey saying ” Get up ya son of a bitch! cuz mickey luvs ya”.
Tore is Pandora or was or always will be and I and all my ancestors are eternally grateful to my sensei. I bow to thee and pledge my service to this mission always, even at the cost of my everything, I lay it all in the hands of God’s divine will.
I also get a kick out of
she’s in my name brooooo!
🤓God bless all and heal all. demons , we cancel all assigments you have in the blood of jesus. Amen.