I want to ask everyone who knows Dr. Reiner Fuellmich to pray for him and help in the battle to end the crimes being committed against him and his wife, Enka.
As you know, Dr. Fuellmich has been the #1 voice in our world exposing the crimes of the plandemic. He has interviewed more than 400 scientific experts to gather proof in preparation for a new Nuremberg trial—to hold the monsters who massacred mankind accountable.
He was falsely accused of embezzlement and kidnapped in Mexico by the German secret services. A document from the German intelligence agency later surfaced, revealing that they were calling for Dr. Fuellmich to be prevented from ever gaining any political position.
So they illegally abducted him and put him in a high-security prison.
Every single aspect of this entire process has been fraudulent and outright criminal. The law has been broken and trampled upon so many times that it is mind-boggling.
This is political persecution at its worst.
Today, Reiner submitted a 100% solid and irrefutable appeal in his case, revealing just how fraudulent the entire process has been.
As a just and honest trial attorney, Reiner knew that this appeal was going to get him out of prison.
No doubt about it.
But the criminal judges in Germany have not even looked at it, and they already decided months ago—way back in March—that they would outright reject it.
The justice system of this world is being put on display for everyone to see just how criminal it has become. Those who are educated, appointed, and paid to uphold justice and punish crime have become the worst criminals themselves.
Reiner Fuellmich needs our support.
Please make it a point to pray for him every single day.
And send him a letter of encouragement at this address:
JVA Bremervörde
Dr. Reiner Fuellmich
Am Steinberg 75
D-27432 Bremervörde
Germany
Write your name on every page of the letter. Add your email address so that his team can reply to you, should you want them to.
Please share this post far and wide.
Forward it to the authorities.
Let the world know what is being done to this innocent man. He is one of the true heroes of humanity.
@SecKennedy@realDonaldTrump@RobertKennedyJr@PapiTrumpo
What you’re all witnessing right now is a deep purge of Mother Earth which is reflected in us.
This means all the corruption, lies, deceit and agents are all being brought to the surface to be seen.
One of these big things being brought to the surface in a massive way is truths surrounding Covid and the vaccines.
With all the hearings in the US namely with Dr Fauci, his associates and people in governments around the world all coming out, one of the fallouts from it is huge waves of people going back into fear because they had the shots, it’s taken this time and as predicted the media and doctors in particular to bring those hard truths to the surface.
Millions will be feeling massive regret, anger, confusion and fear that something may happen to them. This is part of their program. They knew this was coming.
Now is not the time to wait for apologies from family, friends and colleagues despite how you felt at the time. In most cases many of you see that whole process was for you. It created a natural separation of worlds so you could really go on your sovereign path.
We must not let the same people go back into fear mode, because that’s how diseases and serious conditions manifest in the body. Because they haven’t cleared the contract made through consent. Again the enemy know this.
Part of your evolution in your awakening is to become a master. An ascended master just like the teachings of Yeshua and Magdalene. It means mastering your emotions and reactions. It means being the teacher, it means helping others rise and showing them that they are their greatest healer and always have been.
Once you step into this mastery you’ll quickly see how your own wounds from that period heal. You’ll see all our divine brothers and sisters who were tricked, deceived and manipulated take back their sovereignty and bodily autonomy for good and clear all the programs, tech and contracts that come with these shots. With your help, and by doing the work on yourself - because you’re showing everyone what you can do as a powerful human being, and that none of us need any of the systems medical interventions that they solely profit off.
None of us are mistake free.
None of us have been angels in the last six years plus. We’ve all evolved into what we’re here for beyond all our past traumas, addictions and actions.
So let’s be the warriors we all came here to be whether you had no shots or you had ten.
This is how a real army works. A real force to be reckoned with.
There’s no one above, no one below - only SIDE BY SIDE.
So let’s get to work team.
Every single soul is coming with us if you choose this timeline of love and abundance and we all come to the end of this crazy road together.
And you’ll see the result very quickly
Because where we’re going - we don’t need roads!
Sicily has a four-legged early warning system for Mount Etna. It has a beard, it eats gorse, and it is beating several million euros of monitoring equipment by half a day.
The shepherds have known this for as long as anyone has kept goats on that mountain. The herd tells you. No drama about it, no bleating, no rearing up and pointing at the summit. They simply decline to go up the hill that morning, and if the goats will not go up, neither do you. Oldest volcano warning system in Europe. Costs nothing. Runs on scrub.
For most of history the scientific response to this has been a polite nod and a change of subject.
Then in 2011 a German turned up with a box of trackers.
Martin Wikelski of the Max Planck Institute of Animal Behaviour has an unfashionable habit of asking local people what they already know before deciding they are simple. He collared goats living year-round on the slopes and started logging where they went, and when, and how fast.
On 4 January 2012 the data went peculiar. The animals turned down the high pastures they use every day of their lives, all of them, and headed for the trees. The seismometers were quiet. The gas monitors were quiet. In a control room in Catania, a great deal of very expensive equipment was reporting a perfectly ordinary Wednesday.
That evening Etna started throwing lava and ash into the sky.
Six hours.
The same signature has now turned up before eight major eruptions, and at the extreme the goats move fourteen hours ahead of the mountain. Ahead of the tremor. Ahead of the gas. Ahead of everything the volcanologists are paid to watch.
Nobody knows how they do it. The best guess is sulphur dioxide and hydrogen sulphide venting beforehand at concentrations no human nose could ever find, which would mean the animals are smelling the future and declining to comment. Wikelski's own summary is that they know in advance, we have no idea how, but they do.
The institute says there is not yet enough data for a formal warning system. More eruptions, more animals, more species. Which is the correct scientific answer and a very funny one, since the shepherds reached sufficient confidence somewhere around the Bronze Age and have been acting on it every day since.
Rome had geese who saved the city by making a racket when the Gauls came over the wall, and honoured them for it every year afterwards.
Etna has their spiritual successors, doing the same job by refusing to walk uphill.
We have a word in English for a man who behaves like a goat. It means he eats anything, wrecks anything, and understands nothing.
The goat currently outperforms a seismograph.
Abigael Portillo is embarking on a journey no mother or parent should ever endure. She’s at the beginning stages of investigating and learning why her healthy four-month old baby girl died within a week of receiving seven vaccines.
Abigael: I took my precious Vida to her 4 month well check and she received Haemophilus influenzae type b (Hib), Polio (IPV), Pneumococcal (PCV13), Rotavirus (RV), Diphtheria, tetanus, and acellular pertussis (DTaP). That is 7 shots. Never did I question what they are for. Are they all necessary at such a young age (only 17 lbs) or even all at once? What are the side effects? What should I look for if she has a reaction? Instead, I just held my baby down while all kinds of chemicals, aluminum, mercury, monkey cells (yes, monkey cells) the list goes on…as they were injected into my baby girl’s body.
Now I am left thinking how I wish I knew better. Would a doctor prescribe you seven medications at once to take without a chance of having a reaction nor not give you a paper of instructions and side effects of each medication? Why are these rules not applied here for each injection they give your child?
The doctor stated she was in great health and in the 90% percentile. I asked the doctor for Motrin to give my baby before I left – that it helps with her pain and any fever that she might get. Not even 3 hours later, the screams and crying started, and no matter what I did nothing would soothe her. I was almost in tears because she was a good baby.
Two days later she had her 1st poopy diaper since her shots. She was with the sitter and she noticed her stool was black. She thought, this is odd, but surely I must know about it already, but I didn’t. I found Vida pretty serious after that (more than normal), but didn’t think much about her fussiness after the days went by because when I asked my doctor about it, she told me it could be colic. Of course I Googled and thought ok that makes since 4 days after her shots she had a black poopy diaper again. The color didn’t alarm me (because when she was born it was black and gooey too and the nurse told me that was normal and had been already been given her 1st two sets of vaccines), but the smell did! Why does it smell like mothballs?
She went to bed Friday night, seven days after vaccinations, after an early morning feeding at 4:00 a.m., and that would be the last time my daughter would be alive. Two hours later, I found my baby girl lifeless. Screaming and yelling, Jesse comes running out the shower with a scared face yelling, “what happened?” I will always remember that look on his face as I paced back forth with my dead baby. He took her from my arms and started CPR until the ambulance got here.
They took her to the ambulance and we were rushed to Methodist Hospital. The doctors rushed her to the ER and they began to try to bring her back. I knew she was dead and I dropped to my knees and begged God, ‘Please don’t do this to me. Please don’t take her from us. Please, please bring her back because you can do anything.” I started to pray. I begged the doctor, “Please don’t give up. Please!”
This was the worse day of my life and I am sharing it with you, so that you will never have to feel this pain.
We are getting ready to battle for justice for Vida. The vaccine lawyer said, “I hope you are not doing this for money because the max payout is $250,000.” This is all my baby was worth and no one can be sued, but the government. Now how convenient – you have to sue the government for vaccine injuries or death, not the trillions dollar pharmaceutical companies who make them. Please pray for our family and journey we are about to endure.
Share for Vida & so that other parents know the risks 🙏
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@JPvanDijken@HistoryArcs Role: Lead political official for the province of HollandPower: Acted as the top leader of the whole country when there was no stadtholderModern parallel: Similar to a prime minister, though with key differences in power and duties
@JPvanDijken@HistoryArcs so i've just looked up to see what a Raadspensionaris is ... "The Dutch word raadspensionaris translates to Grand Pensionary in English. It was a major political title in the Netherlands during the Dutch Republic.About the TitleLiteral meaning: Councilor pensionary
Woo hoo! 👏🏻
A Texas constable just unplugged every Flock surveillance camera in his county and told the company to come get its garbage out of a free society.
Hood County Precinct 2 Constable John Shirley refused to wait for another empty study or corporate promise.
He and his team went out, disconnected the entire network of license-plate readers, covered them, and shut the system down cold.
“Today is a good day for the Freedom of the people of Hood County,” he posted.
He explained that he had finished the job of shutting down the county’s Flock cameras, which had been completely unplugged and covered.
Those devices were constantly scanning and recording regular people just going about their day, and that kind of permanent, warrantless tracking does not belong in a free society.
Every drive past one of those devices meant a person’s license plate was captured, time-stamped, and stored in a searchable database without any warrant or suspicion.
This created constant logging of ordinary Americans as they went to work, church, or the store.
Shirley made the principle plain when he stated that by unplugging and covering them they were making it clear that privacy is not optional and mass surveillance is not how things are done in Hood County.
He described the action as what limited government looks like and stressed that people there should not have to wonder if every trip they take is being logged and stored.
He expressed pride that this real win for the citizens had been accomplished.
He then delivered the final blow by telling Flock Safety Systems to come get their garbage out of his county.
This decisive stand comes at the exact moment reports have already exposed dozens of cases where officers abused the same network to stalk private citizens.
The company’s CEO admitted they could have done more earlier, yet the cameras keep spreading and turning daily life into permanent digital records that can be searched at will.
Once this infrastructure blankets the country, the temptation to misuse it never disappears.
Constable Shirley has proved that one determined official can still push back and win.
Hood County has drawn the line, leaving the question of whether the rest of America will follow before the watching becomes so normal that freedom itself feels like a memory.
Demand the same action in your county and share this widely, because the surveillance net is already tightening while one Texas lawman has just shown how to start cutting it.
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A Scottish laird threw his sheep onto a beach in 1832 and left them to starve. They are still down there, still eating, and they have since evolved so far into the job that a green field would now poison them.
North Ronaldsay is the last island in Orkney before there is nothing. Three miles long, flat as a table, and windier than is strictly reasonable. The laird wanted the middle of it for cattle and crops, so out went the natives to the shore, which is a decision that reads perfectly well in an estate office and looks somewhat different when you are standing on shingle in February.
To keep them there, the islanders built a drystone dyke round the entire circumference of the island. Thirteen miles, six feet high, laid by hand, no mortar, still standing. It is a Grade A listed structure, so a wall put up to inconvenience sheep now enjoys the same legal protection as Edinburgh Castle.
Nobody expected the flock to make old bones.
They took up kelp.
There are two land mammals on this planet that live on seaweed. One is the marine iguana of the Galápagos, which has never been more than about nine feet from a film crew. The other is a small brown sheep in Orkney that nobody has heard of, working a beach in the dark.
And they did not just get by. They reorganised their entire lives around the tide. They sleep through high water and rise for the ebb, which is two hundred years of tide table written into an animal with no clock and no reason to care. Winter storms tear the kelp off the seabed and dump it up the shore, so while every other flock in Britain is going backwards on hay, the beach sheep are gaining condition in January on a crop nobody planted, watered, ploughed, sprayed or paid a penny for.
Seaweed carries almost no copper. So they evolved to hoover up every atom of it going, and that machinery has no off switch. Put one on ordinary pasture and it keeps taking copper on board at beach rates until the liver packs in. They are the most copper-sensitive mammals known to science, and a field of good Orkney grass is, to a North Ronaldsay, a slow poisoning with a lovely view.
Which leaves the arrangement completely inside out.
The wall was built to keep the sheep off the good ground.
The wall is the only thing keeping them alive.
About 2,500 of them, owned communally by a dozen or so islanders, descended from animals that were on that shore before the Vikings arrived and formed opinions about it. Every winter knocks a few more sections of dyke down. Every summer a handful of people put a few back up. Only one of those lines is heading the right way.
The kelp industry the wall was built to replace collapsed and is gone. The laird is gone. The crops are gone. Most of the islanders are gone.
The sheep he sentenced to death are out there tonight, waiting on the tide, farming the only ground in Britain that gets delivered twice a day by the sea.
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Iceland has a breed of sheep that nobody breeds for meat, because for a thousand years it has been bred for one quality only. Judgement.
They are called forystufe. Leader sheep. Taller, longer in the leg, narrower through the body, oddly marked, and always at the front, with their heads up while the rest of the flock has its head down. When they move, the flock moves. Nobody votes.
A proven leader sold for two or three times the price of a good sheep. Bloodlines became famous. When a great one died, the farm kept the head.
And the claim attached to them sounds like folklore until you read the records. They know the weather is coming, sometimes a full day out. If the leader will not leave the barn on a morning that looks perfectly fine, you do not move the flock. Farmers arranged their winters around the opinion of a sheep, and wrote it down as fact.
Autumn round-up, 1884. A large flock is being driven across the interior when a blizzard comes down on open sand and rock. Every landmark goes. You cannot pitch a tent on that ground and turning back is worse than going on.
At the front is a ram called Surtur, from Svinavatn, already known as a superior leader. The fjallkongur, the man running the round-up, makes a decision. He hands the whole thing to the sheep and tells his men to stay together.
A third of the way across, Surtur stops, turns, and walks back down through the flock to find the men. His face is packed solid with ice and he cannot see. They clear it. He returns to the front and walks back into the weather.
He comes back for the same service several more times that night. Nobody has to fetch him.
Then he stops and will not move at all. The men feel about and find grass under their boots, which tells them they are off the desert and nothing else whatsoever.
At dawn the storm eases and they work out where they are.
They are standing on the exact spot the round-up stops every year after crossing the sands. Surtur had halted there since he was a lamb. Afterwards the fjallkongur told his owner that without the ram, men would have died out there as well as sheep.
There are fewer than 1,500 leader sheep left, all of them descended from one district in the north east. Iceland recognised them as a breed of their own in 2017. There is a small museum out there, run by a local teacher, with the heads of the great ones on the wall and a coffee blend named after the animals. The saying on the wall is that if you wear clothes made from their wool, you will always find your way home.
Genetic work has since confirmed they really are distinct from every other Icelandic sheep. The folklore was right. Folklore usually is, out where the weather kills people.
No laboratory. No pedigree software. No genome. Just farmer after farmer, century after century, watching which animal was at the front when the light went, and breeding from that one.
A thousand years of selecting a sheep for its judgement, and at the end of it they built it a museum.
And here we are, in the country that calls them stupid.
A 19-year-old Japanese student built a trading bot with Claude Code in 2 days.
Used his iPad as a second monitor.
First night: $6,732 profit.
Starting capital: $68.
Total profit so far: $750,000.
Here's how it works:
The bot scans over 50 markets simultaneously.
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The edge is pure speed + pattern recognition.
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No emotions.
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INDIGOS ARE NOT HERE TO ASCEND
A reminder to all Guardian Alliance warriors: you aren't here to 'qualify' for the next dimension. Do not mistake yourself as one of the humans and other abductees who were captured and held hostage on this battlefield since the Human Elohim Project began. You are the ones who came to set them free.
You're not 'making the shift now', ahead of those humans & hybrids who are under the ascension process: you're here to show them how to embody higher awareness through example. So don't be depressed if you're still here; when you know for certain others have already moved forward since the opening of the Stellar Activation (ascension) Cycle on 12/21/2012.
For the abductees we're here to enable escape, they are locked-in to the ascension process until they have gone through all 5 densities and all 15 dimensions. Each density has 3 dimensions.
Density 1 covers dimensions 1, 2 & 3. That's where you are now, here to get the stragglers into density 2, to move up through dimensions 4, 5 & 6 on their journey.
Once they've completed the 15th dimension, the final level of density 5, they will 'Kryst' their avatar out of that time matrix and return to the interstellar communities where they will be able to choose which time matrix they might want to enter into next. Or not; because manifesting inside a simulation is not mandatory. Many of us don't choose to have a physical avatar at all anymore, because after a certain number of manifest journeys, there really isn't much to gain from all that anymore. You are eternal and have been at this game for a very, very long time. You can choose to just 'be' Prime Creator and observe, or even assist those in the game if you wish. No one forces you into a mortal, fragile body if you don't want to.
[For more about the ascension process, see my article: 👉15 LEVEL TIME MATRIX]
Indigos are not here on the same journey as the abductees. You are a tactical, front-lines mil unit that enters battlefields like Navy Seals, or Airborne Rangers. In their case, they have very sparse tools to help breach enemy lines and can be considered an army of 1. Only the bravest men on earth would ever consider that role. In your case, only the bravest warriors across the cosmeias would ever attempt your mission. Because unlike armed soldiers in battle gear, you arrive on the field as an infant, naked, mind-wiped and abandoned. On the other side of enemy lines. Your role is not for everyone.
Your job is to retrieve the POWs so they can resume their ascension journey that was arrested when they were all taken hostage 560m years ago. None of them should have been here in the 3rd dimension longer than about 2 1/2 years, and all of them should have mastered out of the Gaia time matrix after no longer than 33 years in total. That is their journey, not yours. Once your mission is over, you don't go to the next level, you simply leave. Or stay if you choose. But you don't have to qualify for anything, as long as you fulfill your contract by doing what you said you would do; free the hostages.
Even if you already embody 7th dimensional awareness, you're not going to disappear from this level like the prisoners are once their cells resonate with the next dimension. I was told on no uncertain terms in 2018 at the safe house speaking to the keeper 'Many have already left. The ascension window is wide open, all they have to do is reach the next level of awareness', going on to say 'they simply vanish from this plane as if they were never here'. The keeper explained those who remain have the entire database of their loved one or someone they know who resonated with the next level, erased from their memory to avoid panic in a 'left behind' scenario. So there is no way we (the foot soldiers) have of keeping track of how many have already ascended. But the top levels of this conflict do.
You will not be vanishing this way. Because you are the extraction team itself. For more about your role in this rescue operation, see my article: 👉INDIGO MISSIONS.
THE ALPHAS
Wolf packs have an alpha leader that protects the whole group from attacks. The old, weak, infirmed & the very young pups. But the amazing thing is that alpha isn't at the head of the pack. That's where the most fragile travel, because predators never confront the ones at the lead of groups, they prey on the very back of any herd to pick off the slowest, least powerful. Which is why wolves travel oppositely from normal game and their strongest & most fearless remain solitary at the back of the line so he can visually see the entire group and protect them from outside exposure. If another predator tries to cull the group, they will face the herd's most apex force.
That's us, the guardian alliance. Not breaking the trail, but overseeing everyone's safety so no one gets left behind which gives the entire group the confidence to keep moving forward. It is your presence behind them that lights the way for them to reach the exit door. Without your strength they can count on, very few, if any, would ever make it through Armageddon, which is a process to separate the wheat from the chaff so the aether knows what is the best stage for each person left on this simulation field to go to next.
[For more about this process, see my article: 👉THE SEPARATION]
You will be here until every single one of the prisoners who have a chance to raise their awareness to make the shift, has. Then, at the final second of separation where Particle Tara makes the full transition away from Antiparticle Tara (where all the low-frequency invaders and low-frequency abductees who were just unable to overcome the elaborate brainwashing programs to resonate with the next level of awareness finally vanish from your world), you will simply be in the next dimension with your group. That's when your next phase of your mission kicks in and you help them to build the 4th dimension.
Your job is far from over after merely breaking them free of this bondage, because leaving them all abandoned in the wreckage of what is left of Particle Tara would be like delivering your rescue party into the jaws of yet another hostage scenario. They must understand how the 4th dimension even works, have industry set up so they can produce wholesome products instead of loosh-farm poisons and without you to help, that's a level that might take them a trillion years to reach on their own. You are the 4th dimension is so many words.
As for the next level: it has already been established. What I mean by that, is time is not linear. Every dimension within the time matrix is mapped out, played out, recorded and then replayed on a never-ending loop. We STEP INTO that loop when we’re ready, as the path through has already been ironed out in the simulation. So you can think of time and events much like a Blockbuster Video store with 10,000 movies to choose from. Then inside each movie, there are 1000 scenes. You can simply pop the video into a player, zip to the scene by the lake and instantly you are there.
Nothing about that scene hasn’t already been filmed and recorded. And it never stops playing out in the aetheric field. You are there RIGHT NOW in every possible scenario you could ever find yourself in, given your set of potential possibilities in a human body that is this tall and that strong or that fragile, etc. If it COULD happen, it already has happened and stored in the akashic records (the Blockbuster store), sitting there waiting for you to reach for that movie, then choose that scene and press play.
I was told directly that not only is the full 4th dimension established, but it runs all the way from the 4.0 through to the 4.99 interdimension (think of this like from caveman to George Jetson eras), and “it is this generation who successfully established it”.
Which simply means, that after 26 times we’ve battled for ascension during previous Stellar Activation Cycles and lost, it is on this attempt when we finally succeeded. What that means in real terms, is that as long as each of us on the ground do our jobs successfully as is already recorded in the akashic records, this is the battle where we win. So step forward with confidence that we did this. We win. It is already over except for the physical process of living it out.
You are the ones we are relying on to take up the rear of this exodus. And don't make the mistake of assuming you are merely following the herd: by keeping everyone in your sights, you give them all the strength to keep moving, because they know they have your watchful eye at their backs.
Every single one of you are Alphas. No weaklings volunteered to enter behind enemy lines here, abandoned, mind-wiped and attacked since the day they are born. Only the most courageous across the cosmeias signed up for this penultimate battle, armed with absolutely nothing but your wits and willpower alone (and a few clair abilities we smuggled in with us to help us navigate the field).
I'm not here to blow sunshine up your skirt, but when I tell you all you are Alphas OF the Alpha warriors, I mean you are the ones poets write songs about across the ages. Never forget you had this since before you were born and knew you could pull it off. Don't ever second-guess yourself on this legendary hero's journey that will still be taught about in schools a million years from now.
You're here because only the toughest rawhide could have ever signed up for your mission and survived. The ones willing to brave everything. All alone on the trail.
That's you.
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@GawMafia@TaraBull Well yes. I mean I remember having to pin down my two year old niece … but she was quite the runaway and it seemed better than letting her run into traffic …. Never had to do that to my two actual kids …
In January of 2024, delivery driver Muhammad Faizan Khan dropped off groceries at a home in Glasgow. He then forced his way inside the residence and sexually assaulted the female homeowner so violently that she miscarried days later.
Let me be clear: this man invaded a woman’s home, pinned her up against a wall, and manually penetrated her so forcibly that he killed her baby.
They gave him 12 months.
The British government penalized angry tweets twice as harshly as the sexual assault of a pregnant woman and the violent murder of her unborn child.
There’s really nothing else to say.