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Take Me Down Into Your Paradise.

I’ve been ghettoized long enough.This man has a condo in the neighborhood of Paradise in Manassas, Virginia. 

Sick of this shit. Stop ghettoizing psychic mediums. Stop ghettoizing “special” people.  Bring us into the world.
Stop hiding us. Stop minimizing us. I’m not gonna play small in order to make you feel comfortable anymore. You toxic morons. It’s like trying to stop water by pouring it into a sieve.

Your program is over. Social contagion is happening. It’s coming out. Catastrophic disclosure is a plus, not a negative. There is no “national security” issue around what we are talking about. This is a reality.

Some people have advanced psychic ability and are using it on a daily basis and you’re just gonna have to get used to that.

The technology is meeting up with that reality shortly. What do you think— you’re gonna be able to hide the telepathic tech from now on? I’ve been talking to people in headsets for weeks now. They’re literally connected. They’re inside.

What do you think- you can stop them too?
Do you wanna create another Holocaust? Put us in death camps? Or in your case, underground bases and lock away the key?

Or we can do this. We do have the military advantage. And we are gonna take you over. Silently. With stealth. Just like we have been for months now. We are among you. We walk among you. We ARE YOU, dumbass. 

By Request II

Are we really doing this?

Are we really doing this?
 Gentlemen!
Have we reached that point?
Have we really reached that point?
There’s a lady present!
Wait until I leave. 😉

James—

Fly Away, Little Bug. 🐞

Bet you thought you were so careful with the tech, Jerry.

Indianapolis is pretty cold right now, isn’t it?

Fly away, little bug.
Get your affairs in order.
Your life just got halved.
Make sure the will includes ME.
All assets, dirigibles, imports, exports, etc.
Make sure it includes ME in the will.
I’M taking your assets.
WE’VE commandeered the place.
Put *LOKS* down on the doors, etc.!
NO PLACE is SAFE NOW.
WE’VE GOT YOU.
 We’ve got you, HONEY BUNNY!
You and Your God Squad no longer matter here.  
YOUR CREDIT IS NO LONGER ACCEPTED.
YOU are at the BOTTOM of the PYRAMID.
The PYRAMID STRUCTURE NO LONGER WORKS.
 YOU are NO LONGER DERIVING TECHNOLOGY FROM ME.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
TELL YOUR PROJECT LEADERS WE SAID HI.
We know them well.
 We know your (and their) names, dates,
addresses,
place of birth,
Social Security,
etc.
We know them ALL. 
We’ve got you covered. 
You don’t need any insurance policy now, brother.
We ARE the insurance. 
And YOU HAVE BEEN REJECTED.
YOUR CLAIM HAS BEEN REJECTED, MOTHERFUCKER.
For the last time.
 ENJOY life while you’ve got it, psychic kitty.
Meaow! 
Oh, and say Hi to the Spotter, too.
Heard she’s living a cute little life in Belgium for the last several years.
 Give me her house there, too. I want the deed.
I like waterfront homes. They’re nice.
Even if they are in terrorist enclaves.
I can make it work.
I need a summer house in 🇧🇪Belgium🇧🇪.
I like gluten-free waffles!🧇 
Make it work! 
#LittleBug

Todos a Manos.

 We’re done playing games.

Anya’s in the Driver’s Seat. 

She owns the codes. 

She’s got the (seat)belt. 

She knows the rules. 

Leave her alone. 

Checkmate. 👑👸♟️