Here’s the video of the Hillary Clinton head bob. Watch closely as the “reporter” aims her phone and pushes it to Clinton’s face

Just wanted to remind everyone that this is hell week.

April 19, 1993 – Waco Branch Davidian compound firefight.

April 19, 1995 – Oklahoma City bombing.

April 20, 1999- Columbine high school.

There’s more, but that’s what comes to mind right now.

Secret society ritual day of sacrifice. You cannot believe how many here are dressed in orange and black, to show who they worship.

Unbelievable.

I have been trying to find the youtube with a documentary on the handheld directed energy weapons that the nazis used during World War II. I have been unsuccessful this morning, but I’ll keep trying to find it.

Anyway, I think they are being used again, but this time, it is with a person’s phone. There is a video of Hillary Clinton suddenly jolting back and forth after a “reporter” pointing her phone at Clinton. Not that I have any sympathy towards Clinton, because she is a Zionist, pledging her loyalty to Israel.

So I the first time that I left Indiana, I ended up in South Dakota, and there was a festival going on where I was a waitress. The other waitress was clearly seeing me as a threat even though she could barely handle the part of the crowd she was supposed to. And she was stealing my tips…unreal!

Anyway, she aimed her phone at me and boom, I went down hard. I landed on my knee, and this other waitress immediately declared me unfit for work, and that I would be out of a job. A real piece of work.

So this afternoon, I walked to the library, as I am trying to save gas, and all of a sudden, boom, down I went. HARD.

Let me be very clear — I did not trip over anything — the sidewalk is newer, smooth, without any reason for me to trip.

And for me to land that hard, has to be directed energy. I nearly got the wind knocked out of me and feared my ribs had been broken. So far, I can’t tell that, but not sure in a few hours how I’ll feel.

I sat for a few moments to gather my wits about me, trying to comprehend what happened, and I get to the corner of the street, and there to my right, is a man dressed in a gray hoodie, holding his phone in his hands….he sneaks between two houses in the middle of the block to escape detection. They are usually out there in front of me, so they can get their “money shot” to submit to their Handlers to claim they are victims. Delusional thugs.

But this time, he was making a quick exit and trying to sneak away to avoid being seen.

It’s hard to describe the force of this DEW, unless you have experienced it, but it’s like a giant hand came and shoved you down.

They’ve also ramped up the mindcontrol. Or at least, trying to control my thoughts. I often wake up to them inserting thoughts that are not my own. It’s really unnerving. But I just keep praying. I have been praying now while waking up in the middle of the night to them making noise or a headache from the DEW, and I say a prayer “Blessed be God, forever, please deliver me from this evil. Please deliver me from my enemies. Please deliver me from those who pursue me.”

And I keep saying it until I feel better.

I am always amazed when I come across information by chance. I know there’s no coincidences, but yeah, still takes me by surprise when I unexpectedly learn stuff.

I was in my hometown when I decided to stop at an antique store that I have seen but not been there.

It is an old building when my hometown was horse and buggy transportation.

So the owner was talking about the building and his plans for more properties he had purchased.

He is from Indianapolis.

And he said that Indianapolis folks were moving up to my hometown and…wait for it…the town I’m in now, about 20 minutes away.

There are four apartment buildings being built here that are actively pursuing people who can pay $900-1400 in rent per month!!

Yep.

*Edited to add: I saw this in Idaho, as well, with Californians moving in and the real estate prices were skyrocketing. They had low prices on real estate so the workaday folks could own houses, but with the $$ from Californians, the prices went up fourfold. The same in my hometown and the small town in Miami Counties. These homes were affordable and well built. The man from the antique shop said that one house priced in my hometown at $60,000, went for $90,000 and it had 14 showings the very first day it was on the market. He also said when the city finally cracked down on slumlords ruling the poor, they decided to sell rather than fix up the properties and the grifters from Indianapolis and Carmel snapped up those properties and fixed them up. And no, that is not a good thing as they are not here because they suddenly decided that Indy and Carmel were not suited for them. They are here to disrupt and destroy the good energy left.

And if you know anything about people moving from big cities to small ones, they don’t like living in small towns, and try to make it into where they just came from.

Indeed, the small town I am in now had a sudden influx of national chains that weren’t there fifteen years ago. And the mom and pops are disappearing, just like my hometown. The national chains were placed…wait for it… within a short walk to the four apartment buildings.

And the way the man talked, it became clear that’s exactly what he and whomever he’s doing business with have in mind. They tear down old buildings and put in cheap crap.

They have the attitude that they need to come to small towns and”fix” them…

When I said that I liked my hometown the way it was, he had the attitude that everything changes, blah,blah,blah.

He claimed that if it wasn’t for the Hispanics moving in, then my hometown would be down to 9,000 people. Really, when I see how the Hispanics destroyed my hometown, I don’t see it as a plus.

And really, when my home was stolen, there were two full pages in our local newspaper of others losing there homes, as well.

So the monumental loss of all those people losing their homes and leaving my town was not voluntary, as the man wanted to allege.

It was orchestrated by Zionists to get rid of the Good Hearts so the satanists from Carmel and Indianapolis could take advantage of low housing costs and destroy the good energy there.

The fellow I mentioned before who caused such grief for my family and sent a woman to break up my family, McNarny, is someone who thinks my hometown needed “fixing” with those stupid roundabouts that cause more accidents than prevent them and create blind spots so the driver can’t see what is ahead of them. He and his wife were forcefully pushing them.

And that relates to Carmel, as well, because it has become a roundabout nightmare.

You have to understand Carmel is the worst. It is full of snobs who think everyone is beneath them and they are very much the types that think they have to “fix” everyone else.

The rest of us can’t stand them!

But there is a darker aspect as Carmel is full of satanists.

And that is the true reason for coming to Cass and Miami counties is to destroy the good energy of both counties.

They can’t stand natural stuff, the way the Creator made it.

And Indiana is fairly natural…the way the Creator made it.

Secret societies need to disrupt, confuse, and break connections…to one another and nature and the Creator, especially.

This is a part of the plan enacted by the Zionists on 9/11/01, to create fear, and feelings of abandonment (of God).

The small town fabric of Good Hearts is a threat to them.

Just a note that I updated the last post with a link to the post on the Pulaski county judge sitting in place of the Cass County judge for my property hearing.

I also added what I found on DXI Command Center Intelligence website.

Zionist intelligence considers my blog on the illegal proceedings a threat….

I am trying to process this– my property, stolen through fraud via Ameriquest, owned by Zionist Roland Arnall, and secretly stolen by Deutsche bank, be of interest to Zionist Richard Edelman?

Where there’s smoke, there’s an inferno, folks!!

I came here today to write about my experience yesterday with a Catholic agency, but was shocked to see a visitor:

When is a judge not a judge?

eaglecreated a post…2002-2008. We can send $80 billion to Ukraine, but we can’t figure out how to give that money towards reparations for the… MERS System 21. DTC 22. Clear Stream (Luxemburg) Euroclear Bank SA/NV 23. Deutsche Bank National TrustCompany as…published on 03/16/23 at 3:44 PM BlogsUnited States sunlightonthewater.wordpress.comEuroclear (MASTER), LawsuitMATCHESMETRICSN/AN/AN/AWhen is a judge not a judge?eaglecreated a post…2002-2008. We can send $80 billion to Ukraine, but we can’t figure out how to give that money towards reparations for the… MERS System 21. DTC 22. Clear Stream (Luxemburg) Euroclear Bank SA/NV 23. Deutsche Bank National TrustCompany as…published on 03/16/23 at 3:44 PM BlogsUnited States sunlightonthewater.wordpress.comEuroclear (MASTER), LawsuitMATCHESMETRICSN/AN/AN/A

This firm, dxi intelligence, apparently searches blogs for….what?

Richard Edelman is the CEO of Daniel Edelman, the firm controlling DXI Intelligence, which gave my blog a frowning face for writing about “When is a Judge Not a Judge?”

They highlighted Deutsche bank…hmmm…

And, wait for it…Richard Adelman is Jewish.

And he’s a board member of the 9/11 museum….what a freaking slap in the face!!!

More of what he’s involved in:

Quote:

Edelman was born on June 15, 1954 to a Jewish family, the son of Ruth Ann (née Rozumoff) and Daniel Edelman, the founder of the public relations company, Edelman.[1][2][3] He was educated at Phillips Exeter Academy.[1][2]On May 18, 1986, he married Rosalind Anne Walrath in a Jewish ceremony at the Harvard Club of New York 14

His wife is the daughter of the then-creative director of advertising agency JWT, and was a vice president at the investment bank Keefe, Bruyette & Woods when they wed.

He has three daughters,(5) Margot, Tory, and Amanda. In 2008, he was diagnosed with prostate cancer, and had successful surgery.7 In 2015, it was announced that Edelman and Walrath were getting divorced. In 2017, Edelman married Mexican diplomat Claudia Romo González.[8] Claudia had two children, Joshua and Tamara in her previous marriage.

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He serves on the Board of Directors of the Ad Council, the Chief Executives for Corporate Purpose (CECP), the Atlantic Council, Project HOOD, P33, the Gettysburg Foundation, and the 9/11 Museum. He is a member of the Civic Committee of the Commercial Club of Chicago, World Economic Forum and PR Seminar.

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So…my fighting for my house, stolen from me by Roland Arnall, Jewish owner of Ameriquest and secretly by Deutsche bank…is a threat to them.

You just can’t make this stuff up!

Give me back my property!! And give the guy that bought my house not knowing what happened his money back!!

Swindlers!!

And it’s not just Jewish folk. Please understand that it’s people pretending to be religious who are worshiping the evil one. They are Zionists.

So what I wanted to write about was the latest in stalkers.

A grey haired woman pulls into the space ahead of me, very fast and again nearly scraping the paint off, she was so close. Just like the others in my hometown.

She gets out of her vehicle and smirks at me as she goes into the Catholic agency Birthright.

That’s where they convince good Catholics that they can’t take care of their baby, and it would be better off with someone else.

Only they don’t tell the good Catholic that they are giving her baby to satanist Catholics.

They will raise the child to worship the devil or will sacrifice the baby in ritual.

The dark ones at the Catholic church have been messing with me still. And I can’t tell you how sad it makes me because I loved the service as I knew it, unaware of the evil going on behind my back.

If I had known, I would have never joined the church.

Just a quick note that I updated my last post on Indiana and the Civil War.

I had missed that my great great Uncle William Callahan fought in the Civil War, as well, in the 36th Indiana regiment, that went into service April 10, 1861, after Fort Sumter was fired upon.

So, when I found out that my two great great uncles John and William Callahan fought in the Civil War, in the Indiana 69th (John) and 36th (William) Union regiment, it tickled me. (Edited to add Great Great Uncle William, whose regiment went into service of our country April 10, 1861)

I had no knowledge of my family having been here before my parents moved here in 1954.

In my hometown, I always felt like a newcomer.

So I started thinking about my great great Grandfather James, and when I put the question out “what did you do during the Civil War?” The answer I got back was “underground railroad” which was an organized network of people who hid escaped slaves to get them to Canada to freedom.

So I picked up an old book about the underground railroad in my hometown library…apparently the destroyers (friends *cough*) of the public library let one slip through their greasy little fingers…

And again I am tickled at what I discovered:

from The Underground Railroad from Slavery to Freedom by Wilbur Siebert, assoc. Professor of European History at Ohio State University

[…] About the year 1840 there came into Cass County, Indiana, a man from Kentucky by the name of Carpenter, who professed to be an anti-slavery lecturer and an agent for certain anti-slavery papers.

He visited the abolitionists and seemed zealous in the cause. In this way he learned the whereabouts of seven fugitives that had arrived in the neighborhood from Kentucky a few weeks before.

He sent word to their masters, and in due time they were all seized, but had not been taken far before the neighborhood was aroused, masters and victims were overtaken and carried to the county seat, a trial was procured, and the slaves again set free.” (p.53-54)

Makes one proud of Cass County for that moment in time….

…and interesting that this was never taught in our local school. We were taught a general lesson that Indiana was part of the underground, but names and homes involved were not discussed. And the book does not elaborate on the addresses, either. Curious.

So it would seem that my Dad was meant to choose Cass county, when he graduated from the Osteopathic college in Missouri, in 1954, because he was originally from California and Mom from Missouri. He could have chosen to go back to California or anywhere, but he settled on Cass County.

I can’t know for sure at this point whether my great great grandfather James was part of the County’s underground r.r. My great great great grandparents are buried in Indiana, but not in Cass.

Since I have been reading up on the Civil War, I have seen quite a few pictures of Civil War officers and soldiers, and something very interesting has been exposed…several have put their hands halfway in their jackets.

It’s a secret society gesture to let others know that you belong to the society. It doesn’t matter what society they belong to, they were all being manipulated by the Rothschilds or some other rich satanists. A secret within a secret society.

I saw the “hidden hand” on both sides. General McClellan of the Union really stands out because he was obviously not interested in fighting the south, that he was eventually replaced. A photo shows him with the hidden hand. Um hmmm…

I’ve read that President Lincoln was a freemason, but he probably came to realize what the 33rd degree was really about, and turned against them. They killed him, just like JFK. And I think for the same reasons: they came to understand the truly evil ones they were dealing with.

Cass County also illustrates how the evil ones go to good places and seek to destroy the good energy there, as was done, beginning about the mid-seventies.

At that time, business was booming, a good economy meant men were promoted to higher paying positions, but that usually meant hauling the family to another state. After five years or so, another promotion meant another move, and so on. You lose something when you don’t grow up with the same people who knew you and your family when you were young and innocent.

Throw in the secret society stuff that sought to undermine ANYTHING good, and good society starts to unravel.

A man named McNarny arrived about the early-seventies time. He, a banker, and his wife, a real estate agent, joined my Presbyterian church. It was a great church with truly Christian people who lived their beliefs. I am Blessed to have grown up with good examples of what Christianity meant. Not perfect because no church is, but a good base to grow on.

But soon after McNarny and family joined, things began to change. Our preacher and his wife were involved with other people and announced they were divorcing and marrying the others. In those days, before 1975, divorce was rare and scandalous. It was double for your preacher.

Naturally it weakened the church. I can’t speak for others but it was a confusing time. Where was God? Why was this happening?

And then my own parents divorce in 1975 further weakened my beliefs. Where was God? Why was this happening?

It created a hole in my soul that the evil ones sought to interfere with my connection to the Creator. My ex came along, and lured me away to the Catholic church.

His father was friends with McNarny and wife. Um-hmmm.

The plot thickens, as they say…

Now, my ex FIL was a control freak to the nth degree.

He had to control everything. He threatened to make my life hell, and with McNarny and the circle of evil men, they began the assault.

( But I think in the end, my former FIL admired me for standing up to him. I think he was actually proud of me for my resilience.)

His buddy McNarny was secretly at work trying to destroy his family, however.

He sent a woman in to try to interfere with my ex’s older brother and that didn’t work. Then she started working on my husband.

My husband began the abuse at this time. He had been verbally abusive but the rape and sodomy came the last four years of the marriage—the same time that she became a secretary. Can’t be coincidence.

But the pieces still didn’t fit together until I got back to town, and I had a vision of McNarny talking to her, my ex’s current wife, when I first came back. She was trying to get rid of me and was consulting with him on how to go about getting me out of town again.

It’s mindboggling how a small group of evil ones could destroy so many lives and get away with it!!

So back to the Civil War, I do believe it was always about good versus evil and the evil ones had planted traitors in the Union to try to win, but the Good Hearts won anyway.

The Underground Railroad and the women who risked their lives by hiding Union soldiers escapees from Confederate clutches, like Elizabeth Van Lew, were evidence of good courage in the face of evil.

And Cass County was a part of that.

The freemasons were hoping to take over the country, like they are trying so hard to, now.

My gut feeling before was that Indiana is a target by the evil ones because we wouldn’t join the Confederacy, and that turned the war in the Union’s favor. The Indiana regiment fighting in the Iron Brigade was a force to be reckoned with.

And the south never got over losing the war.

They infiltrated Indiana after 9/11/01, bringing their Confederate flags with them. I had never seen so many flags flying here. They just suddenly appeared after the towers fell.

And I can’t shake that feeling that Indiana is the next 9/11. The Indiana Civil War monument looks exactly like the twin towers. And there was a reason that all those southerners started flooding into the state after 9/11.

As former president Jimmy Carter is in hospice care, and there are those still denigrating him, I wanted to share a skit SNL did back in the day.

President Carter was a Navy nuclear scientist and actually served his country, unlike every president since then. And I am sick of the way he is put down.

This skit shows him as an intelligent, caring individual that he is.

And it was done by us boomers, another generation they like to denigrate.

I was just at a local, beautiful park, taking a walk. I time my visits to be during school hours so I can avoid being called a predator.

I was having a pleasant time listening to nearby frogs croak. Good to hear them being content.

So when I was here the other day, I caught two men in a white Ford F150, around 2005, pulling away from my van, that was out of my view as I walked. All sorts of thoughts went thru as they have cut my brake lines, and removed bolts from steering. I was prepared to once again to have that sickening feeling of the brake pedal go to the floor. It didn’t, but I’m not sure they didn’t do something. There was plenty of open parking spaces around, so when they park next to me, it is a red flag.

Today, as I walked back to my van, there was a creep on a red and black scooter. He was parked near my van although there were plenty of open spaces. I got in my van, and started to drive off.

He immediately gets on his scooter and starts to follow me. I thought oh, no, you’re not, and pulled over immediately into the next area.

He stops his scooter in the middle of the road!

Then he tries to pretend he’s looking at a tree.

So I get out my video app on the phone as evidence. It was good evidence, too, of a gangstalker because his behavior was anything but normal.

And I went to view it just now….wait for it…

…and it’s been erased.

I know the video was on because I adjusted the zoom mechanism to get as close a shot as I could, so there’s no way that the video wasn’t on.

See, if you can’t prove these creeps are doing this stuff, you’re portrayed as mentally ill.