The Weight of The Gate-Keepers
I remember my father’s description of the hardest thing he ever had to do. His sister died in her sleep, suffocating from the weight of her own morbid obesity. Her house was condemned twice before because she was just too big to effectively keep it clean. She was kind and use to volunteer at the church. She had multiple degrees but could never get or hold a job because of her weight. Even when she was mobile it was hard for employers to see past her size.
She married a one legged man when she was young. He turned out to be a pedophile who was convicted of molesting 39 children below the age of five when he worked as the Sunday school teacher at a church in upstate New York. Because of his infirmity he was released after one year due to overcrowding in the prison system.
On the day she died the paramedics came to officially declare her dead. She had somehow made it to the third floor and they weren’t able to lift her to get her to the hearse. My father and his brother were both strong men who volunteered to assist the removal of the body. In a breathtaking moment my father and his brother were carrying their dead, naked, morbidly obese sister, down three flights of stairs.
The image left a lasting impression on me that changed my life. I lost fifty pounds the next year and have had a healthy focus and value for my life ever since. It also reminded me of some dark suppressed memories from my childhood.
Before my Uncle was convicted, I remembered being in a bath tub with my cousin, when I was no more than four years old. My Aunt was giving us a bath and in the background I could hear my other cousin crying and whimpering in pain. My Aunt seemed unresponsive but got up periodically to go into the other room. I remember being in the tub so long that the water wasn’t warm anymore. Her husband came in and snatched up my other cousin in what would seem like normal parenting style, wrapping her in a towel and leaving the room.
My aunt eventually came in to get me after comforting her son. I stayed on the bottom bunk underneath him that night. He never stopped whimpering in pain.
His father came in a couple of times to yell at him to stop or he’d “get the stick.” My cousin had been known to act up so I assumed he had done something wrong.
Years later my Aunt walked in on a group of my cousins naked with some other kids from the neighborhood. There were eight kids under the age of nine with one 12 year old turned sociopath sex offender. They were all participating in various experimental sex act as directed by the 12 year old.
The beauty of a child can easily be weaponized if the environment created by the parents doesn’t protect it. It is our most natural human instinct to love our offspring. We are willing to beg, borrow, steal, fight, cry, run, play, dance, create, work, compromise, discuss, and even give up our own dreams to give them a chance at happiness, and the opportunity to see what they can become. Our relationship with our children is the very essence of what it means to be human.
My Aunt’s husband was not human. In addition to being a slave to his perverse desires, he had lost any sense of natural affection for his own children. As a slave he did what his desires told him to do without question, or fear of the consequences to himself or to those he damaged. He created a false image as a Sunday school teacher to gain the trust of the parents behind the guise of being a heroic invalid spiritual leader. He was sick, but not in a way you could heal.
My Aunt on the other hand made a choice. She was not technically guilty of the same acts of perversion, but she was just as liable for the damage. There is no greater love in the whole Universe than that of a Mother for her children. A Mother carries a baby for nine months right behind her heart. In reality, a Mother carries those same children in her heart for the rest of her life. My Aunt had a miserable life. Because of her own self hatred she cut herself off from her most natural human instinct to protect her children. Her legacy is tragic and shameful.
After her husband was convicted and released he was accepted back into her family and was expected to make an appearance at my Grandmother’s house for Thanksgiving Dinner. I was 16 years old. I told my parents that I couldn’t be held responsible for my actions if that man showed up for Thanksgiving Dinner. I was cocky and thought about how I would beat him senseless if he said anything to me. But when he got there he was just pathetic. I could hardly imagine how such a creature ever posed a threat to anyone, or disguise his true self. He was the poster child for creepy perverts.
Oddly enough I have a point that is relevant to the present time we’re in. It’s been a year since I changed course from promoting and believing in the RV/GCR and began working with Kim-Possible. I’ve watched as my extensive military contacts retreated from sharing intel with me because they were ordered not to speak with me by the Chinese Elders.
I’ve watched banks offer to help us only to follow orders later to try and steal from us. In total I’ve actively been part of $220 Million Dollars in successful transfers that were all held, or used as an opening to try and steal from the Manna World Holding Trust. Over and over again various financial institutions, intelligence agencies, and treasuries have verified the back ground of the trustee, the origin of funds, and her authority to disburse them, only to have some cabal middle man run interference.
I’ve spoken to the official historians responsible for editing the international agreements for the Global Currency Reset. I watched them fade away when it became clear that I started to believe that Kim was who she said she was. I later posted a section of that same agreement. They reached out politely asking me to show them the professional courtesy not to post any further information from those documents that could get them in trouble with the Indonesian Elders of OMB, who they believed to be the true benevolent Elders in control.
They were impoverished waiting for the Elders to perform. Like many good people working in this PSYOPS, they were told that payment needed to be withheld until the GCR activated to ensure they weren’t compromised. Although I felt for their situation, I could not negotiate the survival of humanity to show anyone “professional courtesy.” Those documents are posted on the Speak Project now in the hopes that someone in authority will care enough to examine them and realize what’s really going on.
I’ve sat in my car with the CIA asset who invented the famous “Gray Screens,” the mirror system used for transfers, and various other banking systems as he explained to Kim how to bypass the system he created.
In the beginning he was trying to help us. It was his name on almost every treasury in the world, but he was kept impoverished by the Rothschild’s as well. He was in need of money that was actually owed to him. Kim transferred money into his bank as directed by his trusted CIA contacts. It seemed that we had cooperation from all the right places. But that turned into another betrayal.
At one point the individual described was actually in the transfer room allegedly working with us. We learned later that he became part of the hacking efforts against the Trust. I spoke to him later and he told me how Kim would never be able to land the funds in actual accounts. He believed the Order had too much control and we would never be successful. I scolded him, saying that we had to be successful because failure would be catastrophic for everyone. I considered him a friend and an ally in the midst of a chaotic war that I didn’t mean to be a part of. Somehow I thought I’d inspire him to take a stand with us. Later I found out that he was actually supposed to serve Kim and I unwarranted arrest warrants.
He had a personal situation that required immediate funding so he went with the Rothschild’s offer for relief, instead of staying the course with us. He wasn’t a bad person, he just had the courage beaten out of him. He was recruited when he was just a young kid, a computer prodigy who naturally understood how to program complex systems with no training. Discovered in a dentist’s office by a CIA Asset who identified his unique gifts, he spent the rest of his life subjected to CIA programming.
Since that time Kim-Possible has kept her eye on the mark of the high calling. She has received approval in writing from every intelligence agency, treasury, and government in the world. She has funded every government in the world and established a working relationship with the President. She’s powered the actual Quantum System with Source Energy and ultimately introduced Zero Point energy to the world.
Meanwhile, the mind control of the Order to impose their will on the organized world is mind boggling. With their funds being depleted, hundreds of failed attempts to launch the RV/GCR, repeated intel dumps from the UN Black Server exposing their extensive crimes against humanity, and being caught in the act repeatedly trying to deceive the world that they still have control of, somehow the Gate-Keepers haven’t found the courage to stand with the people.
The Gate-Keepers are all types of people that hold key positions in government, the military, the private military, the United Nations, financial institutions, major corporations, and various other organizations. What makes their role so important is that unlike the majority of people who have no knowledge of what’s really going on, these individuals know. They’ve benefited greatly from the horrible crimes of the Cabal. They think they’ve figured out “how things work.” They aren’t necessarily bad people, they’ve just decided that they’re not the ones who’s going to “rock the boat.” In my experience, these individuals are scared of consequences from death threats, losing their comfortable way of life, and even being exposed for something they have kept secret. These individuals have in many ways been subjected to the same abuse as all of us.
The reality is that the Order/Rothschild’s/Dragon Families/Secret Societies are equal to my one legged pedophile uncle. Like him, they have destroyed the spiritual, mental, and physical lives of an innumerable company of victims. Like him their crimes have been exposed, but somehow they’re still at Thanksgiving dinner seemingly unpunished.
The Gate-Keepers are like my aunt. They have quietly sat by as the people their supposed to protect have been abused, manipulated, and mind controlled to protect their mediocre and comfortable lifestyle, because they waited too long to speak up, or because they fear the abuser themselves.
The Gate-Keepers, like my aunt, have become spiritually obese, imprisoning themselves within their own body and mind, unable to act in the best interests of those they are suppose to be working for. They have sat by watching this crime scene and acted as if nothing is wrong with the current situation. In fact, they have placed the blame on the children.
Essentially, those who have sat by quietly while this fight has gone on have had every opportunity to negotiate, cooperate, and generally do the right thing by the people. And because they waited too long their opportunity to play the hero has expired. There will be no more negotiations. The only option left is to figuratively die of suffocation from the weight of their own decisions.
The Gate-Keepers are not necessarily guilty of the same crimes against humanity, much like my Aunt never actually molested any kids. But, they are liable for the damages the same way because they have had the power to free humanity, but did nothing. Like so many of us they were waiting for someone else to do the right thing. Their behavior is shameful because many of them still have a conscience that they ignored to cover up the crimes of their abuser.
We’re at the door of the biggest transition in the history of humankind. The war is won. The battlefield is riddled with bodies, disabled vehicles, and useless weapons. None of us will want to retell our heroic stories of wins and losses in battle. We are entering a creative age of humanity. We get to press forward today with the hearts and minds of a hope-filled generation of creators. This is the wave function of our choice within the “Degrees of Freedom” to observe our own liberation and begin to define what humanity will become.
If you are a Gate-Keeper, I encourage you to stand with us now. This is your last opportunity to do so.