Before I start this blog, I want to say that I loved the service and my time there prior to my divorce.

I helped with the preparation of the chicken noodle dinner we ( home and school association) prepared each Fall to supplement the school.

I enjoyed it. The school is now home to the Salvation Army and when I stepped in the kitchen area, it was with sadness but fond memories of those times.

I never knew there was something behind the scenes and dark.

I would never have suspected in a million years that they were a source of the war against me and my reputation.

I’m not talking about the people, because you expect some gossip.

But I didn’t understand that the church itself was behind the character assassination.

I’m now seeing it.

I’m across from a Catholic bookstore. There hasn’t been any activity for a looong time.

I mean NOTHING. I’ve been at this location since December, off and on, and there was no activity. Zip.

Suddenly, these past couple of weeks, the owner has suddenly started showing up.

And “customers”showing up. One parked in the lot even when no one was there!

Because of the false accusations, I have a pillowcase covering in front of me, hanging on the sun visor, because they have made it so I can’t look out the window without being accused of something.

You’re probably thinking this is slim evidence, but there was no activity there at all, and now there is suddenly people are busting down their doors.

But there is more that I need to share, and I take no delight in it.

When I first began going back to the church that I was married in, had my children baptised, etc., I still did not know that they were part of gangstalking.

Nor did I realize that they were part of the darkness.

The young priest, in his 30s or 40s, took me by surprise when after Mass, I went to my camper and felt his sexual excitement.

This is something that came along with the ability of having visions.

I don’t like talking about it because men who know of my ability take advantage of it.

And it feels like rape.

So I was caught off guard, and because it was the priest, I gave him the benefit of the doubt and then when it happened again, I knew he was part of the darkness and knew of my abilities and took advantage of it.

And the Hispanics were gangstalking me in church. The ushers would wait until the last moment to seat them next to me so that I could not escape. But I caught on and would sit on the outer pew and move. This was necessary because they made allegations I was doing something inappropriate during church!

And they would slather on perfume and aftershave, making me ill. The Handlers know that I get migraines and nausea from chemicals in perfumes and aftershave. I have lost jobs because of plug-in air fresheners making me severely ill.

So that’s when I quit going to church.

So when I was in my camper, on the Catholic church grounds, they kept pushing me to go to the Lafayette diocese.

And when I refused, I was asked to leave the parking lot. Unreal.

And get this– they were telling me that it came from higher up the church hierarchy…they were insinuating that it came from the pope himself.

I know that I have felt the Pope’s energy and had visions of him talking with the local leadership, but still…

And the next piece of information some won’t believe, but I can’t in good conscience not tell about it.

You remember my post on the woman from Birthright, a Catholic agency in the town I stay in when I am not in my hometown? She did what the other two Catholics did by driving so fast and close to my vehicle that they nearly scraped paint off.

The gray haired woman got out of her vehicle and smirked at me as she went in to Birthright.

I typed up my blog about it, and that night, as I was going to sleep, I get a vision.

A satanic priest was holding the ritual knife that’s kinda like a cross. With him were other brown robes.

Everything around me went deathly quiet.

No noise at all.

Now, if you’ve ever been in a forest, where everything goes quiet, you know the birds and animals sense something dangerous and evil is amongst them and they all go quiet.

It was like that. No street noises. No traffic

Again, it was meant to threaten me like so many times before.

If you recall, I had a vision of being buried alive when I made a post about Libby and Abby’s murders in Delphi.

What to make of the Catholic church?

Well, my take is the dark ones of the church want my Light, my power that the Creator has Gifted me.

And just like they did with Mary Magdalene, they are trying to slander me, too. I don’t put myself on the same level as she, but what power I have been given, they want.

Do you remember that I said they will put thoughts into your head that ate not your own?

Well, they have put the song “You Need Us” that Ginger, Mary Ann, and Mrs Howell sang on an episode.

This song suddenly popped in my head when I wasn’t thinking about it or about Gilligan’s Island.

I knew it wasn’t my own thought…

I always ask for help to understand what I don’t understand and bingo! God’s Helpers helped me understand the evil ones were putting it into my head saying that I needed them!!

Nope. I don’t need you! Any power that I have was granted by the Creator and to be used in a Good Way.

I’ve come to realize that my creepy sister’s creepy husband is still trying to get with me.

He and the Zionist Handlers are creating a lie through fake videos.

If you recall, I tried to get an order of protection against him in the Cass county court, but the judge would not because I couldn’t prove he had tried to get into my room at my sister’s house.

The hearing was in February. The judge did tell him and her to put my desk, my father’s desk, and my mother’s piano out in the shed so when I was able to pick up my camper, I could load up the rest.

So a month later, I rented a truck, drove up there and they had not done as they had promised the judge. My things were still in that house of horrors.

This little game they are playing by holding on to my things means they “own” me. Or that I am coming back there. I also suspect they are getting paid to have me there. Greedy as hell.

Let’s do a recap, shall we?

1. I never ever would have been in that house if my property had not been stolen from me.
2. They would not have my entire household of furniture if my house had not been stolen from me.
3. I left there three times because of her creepy husband and would not have gone back if I didn’t get sick with covid.
4. As a protection against creepy from trying to get in my room again, I slept with a 9-inch kitchen knife, a ball bat, a table leg that was like a club, and pepper spray next to my bedding ( no bed because they destroyed it, along with a rocker recliner, and my mother’s lamp) . the creep also tried to steal a side table i bought at a garage sale, but I did manage to get it back and put it in my camper, along with wrought iron garden gates they also tried to steal. Creeps do not know boundaries and can never get enough of my stuff. It’s not enough for them to claim me on taxes and get $7,000 off their income, getting a refund, or a whole house of furniture or that I bought my sister a car to help her get on her feet!
5. And when I did get a job, despite creep’s efforts to keep me from getting a job, my sister refused to take me to work. I packed what I could on my bike, determined to get out of that house and to the new job. It was 95 degrees that day and I had walked my bike because I could not ride it. Too heavy with work clothes and my quilt. I had walked four hours and not gone five miles with blisters on my feet. A good Samaritan picked me up and took me to the town I needed to go.
6. ( remember previously, that there were dead hawks along the roadside as I went to a job interview in a town 20 moles away. All fresh kills. Hawks are wise about cars, so it is rare to see them get killed. And all of them were at the side of the road, not in the middle of it. Don’t forget my sister knocked on my door, holding a hawk feather in her hands. Never did that before. And when I got another job in Miami county, there was yet another dead hawk last October on the road I take back home.

So, despite all of this evidence of walking away from that house of horrors and them withholding my desk and other stuff, this psychopath is still trying to claim me.

Creepy and his Handlers are now trying to make fake videos.

I have been going to a beloved park that I went to frequently as a child. It’s beautiful and serene. And away from the stalkers, but a few still come up there, drive back where I am, which is really out of the way.

The last few days, I was picking up on creepy’s energy. It was really strong Sunday.

And then it hit me– last Wednesday, iirc, I saw a cream colored Cadillac, which is my sister’s car , start to come down the lane to the park, but turned around abruptly . And I have been seeing a LOT of cream colored Cadillacs and cars like her creepy husband around me. So it doesn’t have to be my sister’s or creepy’s but just look like it so the liars can make it appear that they are around me.

It was too far away for me to see if it was my sister’s or who was driving it.

Creepy was stalking me and coming to the park. That’s why I could pick up on his energy.

But their new game is to use camera footage of me being there and splice it with when creepy would be there to make it look like we were there at the same time!!

Such evil!!

I want my house back.!! I want my house back!! I want my house back!! I want my house back!!

It was stolen from me and I want it back!!!

I would not be on the street being subjected to constant harassment by gangstalkers.

I would not have to use public restrooms but for occasionally when out doing errands.

I would not be sleep deprived due to constant noise, people tapping on my window, etc. Sleep deprivation is a torture technique.

I wouldn’t have to beg for a shower.

I wouldn’t have food spoilage due to no refrigerator and I could cook in my kitchen.

I would be warm, and safe and dry, as I have a right to be in my own home!!!

Again, I am amazed and thankful for God’s Helpers guiding me towards things.

In my search of Cass County’s involvement in the underground railroad, I have discovered that the area where my house is located is linked.

Just amazing!

I loved that house from the first day I was shown it by the real estate agent, and I am sure my ancestors guided me there.

The house I think was part of the underground r.r. was diagonal to mine.

It was torn down, however, when they…wait for it…put in the roundabout that McNarny and his wife were pushing for…

It’s not confirmed, but there was a newspaper article saying that the area had an underground r.r. station.

The house torn down was old enough to qualify.

I suspect that a certain area in town was the “neighborhood” that was written about in the book about the underground by Professor Siebert.

One home, now a funeral parlor had discovered a secret room when putting in a parking lot.

There were many homes in that section of town that were owned by wealthy homeowners, and they have been torn down or neglected to the point of demise.

I think those homes were destroyed on purpose.

Because they had a positive energy to them.

And if you’re wondering what I mean, the Native folk taught me at Standing Rock that you transfer your energy to things you touch.

I was trying to make myself useful and helping prepare meals for the camp.

I was asked to not touch the food anymore because of my negative energy was transferred to the food!

I didn’t understand and got my feelings hurt because I had not been taught about energy transfers and that one has to continually cleanse oneself of this negative energy.

I was being attacked by beings with negative energy and carrying that around!

Bless the elders at Standing Rock for teaching me that.

So, I think the homes of the underground railroad being destroyed was because they carried positive energy left there by the people inhabiting them.

And the evil ones want to destroy all positive energy!

As a side note, I went to our local”Y” to get a shower Monday (I went today and was told they didn’t allow showers because of…covid)

Anyway, every time that I went there, a black man with a guitar who looked homeless always showed up.

I didn’t think anything of it.

He showed up again Monday and i gave him a can of sardines and peaches that I had. He barely looked up from his phone and it made me feel odd.

Then I got a vision of him talking with…George Schwartz Soros.

Unreal.

My little hometown is a center of intrigue.

The next bit of mind-blowing news is a written note on the back of a photo of a hanged white man…

“Amer Green, resident of Young America, Cass County, hanged by a mob who took him from the Carroll County jail at Delphi for the supposed murder of Louella Mabbitt some months earlier.

The hanging occurred near Cutler, Carroll County, October 1887.

Amer Green and his brother Bill fled to Texas after Miss Mabbitt disappeared. Deputy sheriff J.B. Stanley brought them back.

The Historian said she found the photo of the hanging the same day they had announced someone was arrested for the Delphi murders of Libby German and Abigail Williams.

That sent chills down my spine.

What if Amir Green didn’t kill the Mabbitt girl and instead she was part of a ritual sacrifice like Libby and Abby?

What if this is a horrible repeat?

The south still thinks slavery was okay and they are still waging a quiet cowardly war.

Link here.

My instincts are spot on about them.

1. Southerners began flooding into Indiana after 9/ 11 /01 bringing their Confederate flag with them. I have never seen so many Confederate flags in Indiana.
2. They refuse to recognize that owning another human being is wrong. You might recall my writing about my sister’s husband acting like he owned me because I stayed at the house. My sister said he expects something in return if he gives you anything. But they got $7,000 off their taxes when I was there, and they have my entire household of furniture they took when I was forced out of my house. Plus, I had bought my sister a car after she found a job, when she was on food stamps and living in public housing. I was also working a part time job, so I paid for my needs. But this warped evil man thought he had a right to own me and interfered with jobs and going outside for fresh air and exercise (walks). I had to escape on my bike in 90 degree weather!
3. Tennessee is proof they are still warped and refuse to recognize they lost.

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.