Inside the Looking Glass

2016 was the cruelest beginning to my and my son's life being torn and physically ripped apart and strung in some dark place.

My ex served me with papers; he was angry and agitated seemingly out of nowhere. So was everyone else. As if it was misplaced anger, later on dealing with Big Oil, Mars, archons, money, and mind control, the answers began to surface.

The Judge in Cobb County State of Georgia said, "Why do you need a lawyer?" when my ex-boyfriend, not having paternity status in Georgia, made a demand to take my then 6-year-old son away.

Paternity status is a very firm requirement for any child custody claim.

Why do you need a lawyer? would haunt me for years. I find the sane person out there who kept trying to understand that the premise of a Judge asking me this is the OPPOSITE of the actual real advice about courtroom legal representation. This is a big clue to how they manipulate outcomes at higher levels. Things in places like mine have to have these things occur, or at least- they have convinced themselves of this somehow.

To simply explain the facts, a Mars project landed in my backyard in 2016 and created and manipulated a false reality into my life, and by doing so, people don't realize that I know enough people that a reality built with the people making it could be substantiated. And that was just built from the first portion of my career, the second part of my career I would soon find out, was very, very important.

The next things they would do besides hold me hostage remotely, living a life on top of my body somewhere somehow. I had some encasement and what felt like wheels on my feet, a clear mannequin-like. A belt around my waist and some sort of gadget manipulate into my groin and rear end, which they would stimulate to urge a sensory reaction and they somehow extract these hormones, emotions, behaviors. They spent the last eight years feeding on my entire body, life things you didn't ever think about before being something that people could take, they were trying to take from me.

They spend every minute, every hour repeatedly firing sonic attacks against my body and telling me horrible, unthinkable, violent, angry, aggressive, and sexually explicit things - and that they are doing it to my son.

They froze my bank account, saying I owed money for child support. I can't renew my passport or return back in to the United States.

They kept showing up with the police and arresting, putting me in some sort of jail that has some sort of dark interdimensional passage into another reality they are attempting to assimiliate to the reality of the world we lived in. What a convenient place, the prison system already broken and evil.

And they firing off these fast-talking nanobot robotic children with some sort of digi-squeaky boy voice inside my head, some sort of manipulation of partially real people's legacy, demons, and AI bots - I think they might be archons, perhaps.

It was the Prince of Dubai that would later say "why do you need a lawyer" I will handle your business with the US government. Gasp! And no one to answer to any emails, phone calls. Social media responses didn't exist, eery they said they purposefully locked me in, perhaps some digital clock or realm. My body pushed into some sort of metal frame, electric, a body ripped out of me and something put in its place, same with my face, thoughts, emotions, body, replacing each one by one.

"The smart people are never going to find out, if they find out in there, they will never be able to get out and get help out there, where they believe is a larger, real reality, suggesting I was in a reality locked inside a looking glass.