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Don Bradley
And that's the least of it.
Hey Ariana, tell them about being baptized in blood - full body immersion - as being reborn into satan's kingdom. I checked. You did. And are.
And are no longer in the Book of Life, the Word.
Uh oh...
And like soooo many others before you, this is your last life. That's right. No more coming again for you. You go no more OUT. Ever again, ever.
That's a sobering thought, I must say.
This makes the 6th life you done something stupid like this. This is, however, the last time. But not to worry - all those that have and had a hand in your "making" have the same spiritual estate as yourself. Plenty of old, sagging, toothless and ugly tormentors in the land of broken mirrors and dreams to see around you.
The faceless mob of MK controllers. They will all be there. Many already are.
Forever.
Your attendant star in the heavenlies will fall to the Earth with ALL THE OTHERS, at a after 7th trumpet event. All the stars/angels assigned to every single soul ever born of man, at one time. Like you, they must fall.
For they are YOU. The star upon which all other birth moments on the day, month, and year and very MOMENT you were born. As with all.
Some stars shine to Greater Glory in YHVH's heavenly Realm, some fall to Earth, cast down to be a no more light for the those bound to Earth.
It's quite a system of being, knowing, doing, and loving. And Nephilim hybrids have turned their back on all that Wonder and Grace forever.
Now, it's the world of Sheol and Tartarus.
Was really being raped at 6 and then doing the same to others really worth the Great Mysteries and Wonders of Heaven? Yeah? Looks like your path is full of blood, humiliation, pain, trauma, and a dark soul sadness that is impossible to plumb. Why do you all do it to yourselves.
Does getting your picture on a magazine with no value or truth in it, really worth all the splendors of the Heavenly realms? But hey, you can clip those covers, frame them, and put them on your vanity wall. So, others can be impressed...by how important you are as an "entertainer." That's a word for it. Witches using music to cast spells and being gang raped whenever a bunch of rabbi's want to pee on your shattered and crying body, as they do with you. Frequently.
I see it all around me, everywhere I go, year after year. Up and coming witches who want it all, damn the price. "I'm already doing orgies and gang bangs, might as well get in on the gravy train, too."
Damn the price...
And that night...that night always comes...you are looking up on a clear night, stars shimmering in their intensity and then as you look, you see a star flicker and then wink out of existence. Where did it go?
Where did you go?
Now, it's just a matter of when.
And every day, of every life, that ever you drew the Breath of Life, you had a chance to say, "this is not life, it is death. I must be free of that."
That coldness that centers just below your heart is going to stay. Something new in your experience. The fire is dying out, already, darling. Understand?
Don
Because the thoughtful soul will think upon these things, here is the knowing of the matter. The coldness below the heart has to do with demons anchored in the solar plexus. They are consuming the fire of a shattered Golden Bowl of the Heart. It is at this point that all remaining beauty of the person vanishes, as beauty relates to this fire. It happens to them all, unless they become addicted to adrenochrome; but even then, the hair whitens, the skin becomes spungy and shapeless, the fire is dying, see? One day they are lovely women and seems like six months later and it's crone hag city. And it cannot be surgery or stopped. Any of the platys are useless and give them all that same, elliptical jezebel face. With cold, icy eyes.
The golden age of Hollywood actresses, before they learned to synthesize adrenochrome to a commodity to be bought and sold, all looked like bridge trolls at 50.
