I never gave more than a passing thought to the existence of extraterrestrials growing up. I most certainly never wanted to have them barge into my life and turn it upside down the way they did.
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For as long as I can remember, all I ever wanted to be was a cop and eventually, an FBI criminal profiler - a dream that became a reality in the late 1990's when I joined my county's Sheriff's Department.
Had I known what a nightmarish hell that dream was about to turn into, I would've run like the wind in the opposite direction.
I'd been born extremely psychic and in the 1980's had become an internationally certified professional psychic. My psychic work quickly evolved into working the cases of child abductions and homicides. At the time, I had no idea the cases I'd been working were Illuminati abductions, homicides and SRA cases.
In 1999, the SO (Sheriff's Office) discovered I was a psychic working these cases and doing so very accurately. I had no idea an Illuminati cell was working out of my SO and I became targeted by law enforcement and the Illuminati - culminating in several attempts on my life. I was passed up the shadow government ladder and abducted into the deep black military's Milab program, where I'd spend the next ten hellish years.
It was during those ten years in the DUMBS that I'd come face-to-face with the Zeta Reticulans, the Rigelians, and the Draconian Reptilians. I'd also have an encounter with the Men In Black.
Left to right: Rigelian, Draconian Reptilian, Zeta Reticulan "Skinny Bob"
While enduring physical torture, rape, gang rape, military interrogation at gunpoint, sessions in the trip chair and other atrocities, on the surface the cabal was destroying every single facet of my life, leaving me financially destitute and nearly homeless. This would culminate in the cabal's murder of my husband in 2008 in yet another of their attempts to "break me".
AI likeness of Dancing Earth
Since the 1980's I'd been working with whom I assumed (wrongly) was my 'spirit guide', a Native American who called himself "Dancing Earth" - although my psychic friends and I called him "DE".
Yet back then I was a more-than-wet-behind-the-ears newbie who didn't know squat about anything...much less that DE was an extraterrestrial.
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DE stood steadfastly at my side while everyone else abandoned me due to the smear campaign the SO had waged against me to everyone I knew, convincing them I was a black magic witch that summoned the demonic. *EYE ROLL*
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DE would repeatedly tell me "There's a surprise ending to this as to who you really are" but I didn't care much about any surprise ending given the horrific beating I was taking.
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However, if was when a lesson DE had attempted to teach me for
years finally sunk into my thick skull that I managed to escape the deep black projects in December, 2010, regain my freedom, and rebuild my shattered life.
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At that point, it was as though the doors were flung open and my house began to resemble ET Grand Central Station with benevolent ET races showing up in my house at all hours of the day and night to work with me. I had so much contact with so many different benevolent races that it captured the attention of authorities in the fields of alien abduction, Milab abduction, UFOlogy, military intelligence and the alphabet soup agencies. They'd spend the next two years dissecting every aspect of my case to determine whether or not I was being truthful about my ET experiences and whether or not they were legitimate.
The panel unanimously agreed I was being truthful and my ET contacts and experiences were quite legitimate. So legitimate that I'd ultimately discover the CIA had attached an agent to me for 7 years. He would ultimately come to have terminal cancer and confess to me "The CIA knows you're from off planet, that you're an Angelic and they are shitscared of you." Quote, unquote.
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It seemed I was the last to know my "surprise ending as to who you really are", as the deep black military, CIA and others apparently knew this years before I was ever clued in. For the life of me I couldn't imagine why so many were interested in me, a peon nobody from the Northwoods.
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As for DE, I'd discover he'd assumed more than a few disguises as he nudged the biggest skeptic in the world here to accept his true identity and deliver the other part of my surprise ending.
Oh yeah...I'd been working with the big guy himself all along in his contingent, the Christ Command. Had been for eons all over the cosmos to hear him tell it.
Had he told Ms. Agnostic, Biggest Skeptic In The World here that, I would've laughed in his face and that would've been the end of that
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The Angelics had other plans...
Or as Jmmanuel himself would tell me "You were tough nut to crack. You gave me gray hair working with you!"
I told HIM "Buy yourself a box of Clairol nice 'n easy and get over it! Let's not forget YOU'RE the master of disguises that spun MY head in 360's for years on end!"
He just laughed. He knew I'd busted him on that one.
Today I continue to work with my ET contacts on an almost daily basis. I no longer resent them for turning my life upside down. They've taught me way too much about how things off earth actually work and as promised, they "tempered my soul like steel". I know I can survive anything now and come out on top, even if I hit rock bottom again.