In my past life, I was a Nazi. My twin brother and I were accepted into an elite youth program where we discovered how to remote view and understand energy as a language.
When I became an adult, they used me for breeding. Ironically, in this life, my father who was in the Army during the Vietnam War, was sent to Germany where he received the exact DNA of my previous life in an experimental shot. They preserved my former DNA because I was a “Super Soldier/Psychic Warrior”.
Everything changed when I had my son. By the time I became pregnant with him, I turned against the Nazis and was kept as a prisoner in an experiment facility. I escaped with him while giving birth when I was able to catch the medical staff off guard. I'll write about that later, but right now, it's too heavy. This subject matter is unbelievable, but it's true, and it's a big part of me and how I knew so much about the government today which got me targeted as a “domestic terrorist”.
I wonder how many of us are out there?
If you're one of them, one of the psychic warriors, I urge you to get real right now. Stop believing that you're the one who is crazy and trust your intuition and extra sensory perception. Develop this hidden intelligence as it was given to you by God. Your soul is sacred. Stop allowing them to abuse your soul.
We each have soul contracts assigned to us by the Collective.
I reunited with my son again in this lifetime, and we faced the same institutional abuse that we had to deal with during WW2. Death is not the end. It's not even the beginning of the end, but it is the end of the beginning.
My son used to say to always remember we are part of God. All roads lead back to Home, not Rome
We are aliens in that sense. This earth is an experimental facility compared to where we really came from.
This is a test, life is a simulation. Rewards are given in the afterlife, but you can cash out here if you choose.
Thank you Agents if Chaos! for Illuminating the corruption. It's much worse than Gotham City here on Earth. It's a dirty job, but someone's godda do it. Thank you Mr. Roboto. God a do what you God a do! It's inevitable. Check your surroundings for the nearest exit points.
