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Ch 60 The Original Identity Theft-Mithras take my second daughter

My second daughter was in public school living at home with my ex husband and I. She came home one day absolutely shivering with fright. She demanded we drive her out to the middle of a corn field so she could talk to us. She would not say what was scaring her. She just bawled uncontrollably and shook so much her teeth were chattering. She told us we had to do something immediately or something terrible was going to happen. She told us we had to move away from there to another place far away. That is all she would say. She would not tell us what she thought was going to happen or why she thought that. With no more to go on that her obvious fright we tried to reassure her. We set up code words and secret meeting places if we get separated. This was not enough. She was inconsolable. We should have listened to her. I tried to hold her. She collapsed. Her dad picked her up and held her. We had absolutely no background to even know what questions to ask to get enough information to act appropriately in her behalf.

Her grades did drop immediately. My straight A student was failing her courses. Her school counselor called my ex husband into her office to talk with us. My second daughter was not even handing in the home work we completed together in the evening. The school counselor said she had no friends. She lost all her friends. There was one Jewish girl she still friends with. The counselor said they were too close. Like it was a pact you and me against the world. The counselor instructed us to separate my second daughter from her trusted friend. We were stupid and scared of the system because of what they had done to our first daughter. So, we did what the counselor demanded from us. We separated her from her friend. She was all alone. Isolated. We did not have her back. We gave her no support from her family. She could not count on us to be there for her. She had no place to go.

This was a bad mistake. My second daughter finally fell to the pressures of the interrogation rooms she was put in. I found out about 10 years later these interrogation rooms put the subject for the session in the middle of a dark room with one lone light bulb hanging from the center of the room. They would put the target under the light. The other students would fill in the sides of the room. They would taunt the subject and spit on the subject and if they did not get any results they would eventually go to physically striking the child in the middle of the room. It is my understanding from the ones who have since told me about this it was important that the child in the center of the room being interrogated make up a story black enough and dark enough about how bad it was at home, lies about the parents, or the child in the middle of the room being interrogated would suffer stronger and stronger adverse consequences from the group of peers surrounding them. The longer the subject of the interrogation resisted the darker and deeper the lies the group of peers required to satisfy the meeting and be released. My daughter daughter finally at last fell to the pressures of the interrogation rooms and the peers in the room. She eventually said her dad was sexually abusing her. She said I was a witch a wiccan part of the dark arts. I am guessing this got her out of that room for the time being.

I wish I had known that was why my daughter came home from school screaming for us to take her to a corn field so she could talk to us. When we got her away from civilization she was too upset to talk to us. It just now occurred to me this second as I write this……… it is possible she was so frightened and confused in her mind she started twisting the situation and thought we might be angry and retaliate against our second daughter for telling the lies about us…… She just kept saying over and over you gotta do something. You gotta get us out of here. We actually thought she was talking about some kind of cold war with Russia! We were wrong. We set up escape routes and plans in case a foreign invasion or natural disaster. We were way off. Not even close. We confirmed for her we were no help to her and she could not count on us. I am sorry we missed the mark that far……….

The declarations she made against us as parents was a huge victory for the “system”. The Mithras. The New world order now had sexual charges and occult charges against our family. None of it was the truth. Of course. The statements were coerced under threat of bodily harm and retaliation. The system thought they had us. I fought for her too.

She was 14 when they took her. I stayed with her. Went to every hearing and every meeting that I knew was happening. My ex husband and I were separated now. I never saw him at any of the meetings or hearings. I thought he had abandoned her. I heard he moved to Arizona. I went through the court system and tried to get her back. Maybe they had her so brainwashed or frightened she just never came home. The judge would say we were good and viable parents. She could come home to us right now. All she had to do was say she wanted to go home. Every time for 4 years my second daughter would choose her foster care home over us.

Her foster parents were wealthy and well known in the area. She would come to me and say things like, “Your daughter is easy. She is easy to raise.” Like I didn’t think I could do it and did not want the responsibility or thought I was doing the best thing for my second daughter having her live with them.

NO NO NO NO NO. Never.

One day this woman came to me gloating about how she was in a panic to get to come home with us. I wanted her more than I wanted my next breath. I wanted to hold her and let her know I was there for her and would always take care of her.

I was not even ever allowed to say anything to her. Not even I love you.

She was a legacy. The red dragon must have been coveting her a long time. I stood for her in the heavenlies without ceasing. I warred against the beast with all I had and knew to do. Meanwhile back on planet earth in time space I was given the chance to bake her 16th birth day cake for her and I paid for to have a sweet 16 party! I helped fund her first car. I fought to keep the state from selling her violin to pay for her room and board. I understand she is still playing it now. I found out from her foster mom she did not even know my second daughter played violin. She did that all on her own. She stayed late at school in practice rooms to keep up the love of her life. Her music and the violin. Her foster mother was spiteful and nasty. She said “She is your daughter. She is not mine. I hope she comes back to you.” And her step mother left. I never encountered her again.

When she graduated from high school I did not get an invitation to the graduation ceremony. She took her foster mom. The foster mom came to me to gloat but ended up saying again, “Theresa she is your child. She is not mine. I hope she comes back to you.” OMG what was stopping her? I may never know.

Of course the step mother would not go to my second daughter and admit that. To this day my second daughter will not speak to me. I have always wondered if it was some sort of pact she made with her captors to keep us apart and keep her safe from harm. But I saw her with my ex husband after the final court hearing when she was 18 and aged out of the “system” so I am thinking it is more likely he and his father who vowed to kill me have more to do with it than the social system. She was gone. They did not have a good track record of keeping up with the ones who went through their program.

I have looked her up sense. I send her edible flower bouquets and Christmas gifts. She sends them back. It took me more than 15 years but I did find her. I flew into KCI and rented a car and drove to her home. I did not find her. Someone had warned her I was coming. In fact one of her high school students with a car rammed into my rental car. I ended up dealing with the police at the wreck site long enough she was gone. There was one young boy in her cul de sac rocking back and forth. I put my Christmas gifts and other things on her front porch. He continued to rock back and forth. I said Hi and introduced myself as the mother to the mom of that house. I asked him if he knew that family. He said uh huh. I asked him if he would let my daughter know I came all the way to see her and that I love her and hope she will get in contact with me. He said uh huh……I figured out later that was my oldest grandson. I wish it had occurred to me to ask when I was talking to him.

I heard a few things through some messengers who just show up in a grocery store or something. The message to me was that she was happy and healthy and doing well. I stopped trying to contact her fearing retaliation on her or my grandchildren.

Ch 59 The Original Identity Theft-Mithras take my first daughter

My first daughter had behavior disorder that was later called late onset autism probably secondary to the anesthesia from more than 50 surgeries by the time she was 8 years old or perhaps the measles/mumps/rubella shots she was injected with all at the same time by her pediatrician in Kansas City. We enrolled her in a boarding school for the deaf when she was 8 years old. She had become noncommunicative. The school was good for her. Sign language brought her out of the world she lived in to communicate with us and the world around her. She has been thriving since. The problem is we had to have a social worker to get it done.

At first the help looked like it was a good thing. We retained parental accesses and control. We made all the decisions about her care and education. The state paid for it. The legal term was “child in need of care”. It was a life saver for our family. My older daughter definitely needed some special programs and educational support to grow. We definitely needed financial assistance to make that happen for her. My first daughters medical bills could exceed 4 million a year. It seemed simple enough. We put her in this program “child in need of care” and she gets all the boarding schools and specialized training she needed to grow into a normal health happy adult human being. The first program we used was the boarding school for the deaf and it was miraculous. We did not see the danger or anticipate any trouble.

The problem was that little by little and without proper notification to us as her parents the legal social system in our home state slowly eroded our parental control of her life and they stopped paying for the deaf program. Without our knowledge or consent the program “child in need of care” deteriorated a benign category meaning the parents were good and it was a viable well functioning family that had been thrust into a financial obligation no family could reasonable be expected to meet to a legal category of child abuse. We had no idea. Our social worker who had taken such good care of our daughter and our family called us one day saying she was retiring. A new social worker would take over for her. She would call us soon. Even then we were not alarmed. Our first social worker was a very old woman. She had been taking care of families for many years. It seemed natural and right she would decide to retire. No alarms went off.

Soon her replacement called us. Said she was going over the record keeping of her predecessor. Demanded we come into her office for a meeting to discuss the problems with the paperwork. Still not seeing any need for alarm we did go to her office. She told us the social worker before her did not do her job. According to the replacement a couple of years before the state statutes changed the meaning for the designation “child in need of care” and she did not tell us. She did not update the paperwork. So effectively now we were criminals neglecting our children and she could remove them from our home. There were court hearings already set to correct the paperwork. We were not required to be there. It was already done. The hearings were a formality. Supposedly nothing would change. The changes in the category was supposed to be in response to the Federal Handicapped Legislation passed in the 1980s. It was presented to us as being a simple compliance with the new federal regulation. No worries for us as parents and her programs would not change.

It was a lie.

They were taking our children from us inch by inch by legal shell games and decree and we had no idea. We were rabbits in headlights. The proverbial frog in the frying pan that sits there and sizzles until it is cooked.

At first nothing did change. My first daughter finished her year at the boarding school for the deaf across the state. At the end of the year she was moved back to the Kansas City area in an attempt to have her closer to home. We were assured all was well we would just be able to see her more and she could spend more time with us as a family. This too was a lie. The facility in our area was not a boarding school because technically she did not live far enough away from us to qualify for a boarding school. The school was a public school and she was to be housed in a group residential facility!

OMG. Why not just bring her back home to her own bedroom with us? Remember the changes in the definitions of the category from the social worker. Now we were officially unfit parents and a danger to our child so she had to be protected from us meaning she had to be housed in a group home residential facility!

Now we woke up. We hired a legal advocate for her and our family. But the damage was done. We were informed if we had been present at those formality hearings where it was just a change in paperwork we could have protested and kept our parental rights. The enraging thing about this is that my ex father in law was a powerful attorney in the state and he knew all about this. He was so determined to destroy me and “free his son” he did not care about his grand daughter. This move was against me personally. It was wrong. I was left scrambling to find out what was left for me to be able to do for my first daughter.

The administrator of the residential facility was a Mithras. She is in service to the second beast from Satan. The second beast is finance and the “new world order” or one world government as conceived by George Soros and his economics teacher in England in the 1930s. The residential administrator unmasked to me. While it was unmasked it laughed in my face claiming victory. The Mithras said they all knew me. They recognized my position in Creator God. After doing her best to slime me she declared my children belonged to Satan. The Mithras had targeted my children to take them for Satan since the night of the hand to hand battle in my bedroom while my ex husband slept. The ray of light touched the hip of that Mithra who turned out to be an elder at the healing church we attended. How could one brush with a Mithra enrage the Red Dragon that much? The Mithra in charge of the boarding facility that housed my first daughter informed me they were going to take both my children my entire family my health and all my wealth my position and anything that was mine in The Original Being The One Creator of all that is.

I tried to engage her in physical hand to hand combat. I won the first one. She laughed uproariously. Literally she roared with laughter in that beast mode. She asked me if I thought they the Mithras were so dumb as to ever get into a direct physical confrontation with me again. This confirmed to me she knew about the battle with the church elder and the outcome. It was a rhetorical question.

She put on her human mask as her employees approached. They obviously thought she was the greatest thing to happen to child protective services in years. She was known as the protector of the helpless. They worshipped her, this one who was an ethereal beast.

The members of the new world order in service to that Mithras administrator burned my first daughter with cigarettes after I would have a state sanctioned and authorized visit with her. I took pictures of the burns and the scars and sent them to the state. They twisted it against me saying I was the one who burned her.

The house staff took her out into the boonies in the back of a staff car and had man after man after man come rape her. I got that information from one of the staff who did not like it. She told me it would not happen to my first daughter as long as she was working there. She was never there again. My first daughter was a simple person with the mind of an 8 or 9 year old even though she was around age 16 in earth years. She said called me and asked me if I would have them cut of her boobies. She thought they would not like her so much if she did not have her boobies.

They hid her in closets with rats and cock roaches starving her in the closet while they were in the adjacent room eating turkey and pot roast cooking it so she had to smell it. They told me they would stop the abuses as soon as my daughter renounced me as her mother and told the authorities about the child abuse I did to her. My first daughter never did this. She endured the tortures. She lost all her weight down to skin and bones. Still waiting to see me and running to me to hold her when we had state mandated visits. I recorded all she told me on those visits to turn them in to the authorities. But the abuses got worse. I was warned not to say anything or she would suffer the consequences.

I fought for my first daughter. I spent every penny I had and more on attorneys and court hearings to get her out of that place where the Mithras was administrator and back in my custody as her parent. I was at the point of success. I had been granted having my parental rights restored. The psychiatrist who was to attest to my ability to take care of her and that I was a fit parent for her did not do it. He spewed out a lot of nothingness saying he was not aware of what the hearing was for. The judge put my daughter back into the hands of the Mithras.

I had one more visit with her. I was to take her to Walmart to spend her weekly pay check and buy her a Whopper at Burger King. It was a set up. As I was driving her back to the facility I was pulled over by the police. My daughter knew him by name. He asked if she was alright. Of course she said yes she was having fun with her mommy. He said the facility had reported I was kidnapping my daughter. He was there to remove her from my car and escort me and her to the facility for an impromptu hearing. My first daughter said, “Oh that is ridiculous”. She refused to move out of the seat. The officer knew both of us and let me drive her the rest of the way to the facility. The Mithra was furious at the officer. She then turned on me and asked me what was going on. She tried to insinuate her little sister had reported me as a danger to them and that I had plans to kidnap them. My first daughter again said that is ridiculous. We were at a standoff. They lured her over to one of them on the side with some candy. The Mithra said for me to come into the building for the hearing. The officer was still standing there awaiting their instruction to cuff me. My daughter saw it and started screaming MOMMIE! MOMMIE! DONT GO MOMMIE! I LOVE YOU MOMMIE! PLEASE DO NOT GO! DO NOT LEAVE ME HERE!

And she disappeared into the building. I was fixed in place for a second. Then I knew I had to save myself to be able to fight another day. I turned and ran to my car and took off. That is the last time I was ever able to see my second daughter or have any information or contact with her.

I have no words in my vocabulary to express what happened to me th

In case you are thinking we somehow deserved this and it will never happen to you……. think again. It is written there is nothing that happens to any of the True Sons of God that is not common to all…. take heed to yourselves.

We war not against flesh and blood.

Ch 51 The Original Identity Theft-Quick history for why the purging of Ashera poles matters.

Abraham and Sarai were surrounded by peoples and nations that worshipped “the gods”. When God brought Israel out of Egypt at the hand of Moses and Aaron into the land of Canaan, Pharoah and all of Egypt worshipped Hathor who was thought to be a mother goddess in the form of a cow. Egyptian religion believed cows to be sacred. On the trip out of Egypt Moses made camp at the base of mount Sinai and went to the top of the mountain to have an audience with God. When he did not come back in a few days, the Israelites in their tribes camped at the foot of the mountain decided Moses was not coming back. In his absence Israel chose to revert back to the Egyptian ways and made a “golden calf”. They began to have sex orgies in worship of the “golden calf”. When Moses returned from the top of the mountain, he had been in the presence of GOD. His face radiated light. He had received the 10 commandments written by the hand of GOD on 2 stone tablets. Israel was worshipping the god Hathor a god in Egypt. This is particularly interesting because just a little while before when God was freeing Israel from bondage to Pharoah in Egypt the mystic priests of Hathor were not able to save the first born sons of Egypt from the death angel on the night of the first Passover. The magicians were able to perform tricks that appeared to mimic or model or be the same as the other 9 plagues pronounced by God and delivered by the hand of GOD on Egypt through Moses and Aaron the high priest in an attempt to get Pharoah to let the people of Israel go so they could worship the true Creator God. No mystic or priest to Hathor the cow could raise the first born of Egypt from the dead imposed by the death angel. No mystical priest could kill the first born sons in Israel.

The GOD of Abraham Isaac and Jacob lead Israel out of Egypt by his mighty right arm to the land of Canaan where the people worshipped “gods” and “idols”. These “gods” are often depicted by wood or stone. Baal, Asherah, and Molech are pertinent to this study. Baal or Balaam or Baalak is the cosmic bull. Molech is also in the form of a bull from the waist up and human form from the waist down that stands upright like a man and walks on two human feet. Mithra is a bull like creature that stands upright like an man that walks on two cloven hooves. Mithra opposed the early believers after the crucifixion of Jesus of Nazareth and he opposes the true sons in our time. The people of Canaan sacrificed their children to Molech by burning them in fire. The Ashera are female demon beings. Ashera is thought to be the counterpart to Baal. She is depicted and worshipped in Ashera poles. Ashera poles were wooden statues similar to the totem poles in American Indian history. The Ashera poles were easy to recognize as female. God of Abraham Isaac and Jacob that brought them out of the land of Egypt and met Moses at Mount Sinai to deliver the 10 commandments commanded Joshua to chop down all the Ashera poles in Isreal. Isreal never got that done. The poles were occasionally removed in one place or another only to be raised up again in another location. That was a grave mistake on the part of Israel. Those poles were more than just symbols of statues in wood. They were the source of power for the demons in time space including Ashera. The fact Israel never cleaned the poles out of their lands made it possible for those female demons to continue deceiving the Sons of God for the next 6000 years. Until the day Jesus showed up in my tiny studio apartment and said, “Do you want to go have some fun?” The Ashera poles and the power base for the gods and goddesses and demonic entities ended for all time when the last pole was smashed. The wiccans. The occult among us in service to Satan lost their foundation for the spells and curses. All those captured by their spells and curses were released and freed and received into the awaiting Arms and the bosom of Abraham. Do not get me wrong. We still have to be on the alert for them especially now at the end of the age when time grows short.

We war not against flesh and blood.