Judge Esther's Son part of a conspiracy after the Vatican

In 2020, I faced the most devastating year of my life, a year in which I lost everything that held meaning for me, including my beloved son. Prior to this tragedy, I was recognized as a prominent business leader within the Latino community, having dedicated countless years to my family's newspaper, a respected Spanish-language publication that served the Latino community across the tri-state area of New York, New Jersey, and Pennsylvania. This publication was not merely a business endeavor; it was a labor of love and a vital resource for our community, providing news, cultural insights, and a platform for voices that often went unheard.

The circumstances surrounding the loss of my son were not only heartbreaking but also shrouded in a veil of confusion and injustice. At the time, I was passionately working on a new magazine aimed at empowering Latinas, a project that I believed would uplift and inspire countless women in our community. However, my aspirations were met with unexpected resistance when I found myself dragged into a courtroom. There, a judge shockingly declared my work to be illegitimate, leaving me in a state of disbelief and despair. The took my son away without any due process or any semblance of a normal courtroom appearance. This ruling felt like a personal attack on my integrity and my commitment to serving my community. My legacy, which includes founding the National Association of Hispanic Journalists and representing three generations of proud Latino journalism as media owners, seemed to hang in the balance, threatened by forces I did not fully understand.

In 2014, I had made the bold decision to embark on my own venture, fueled by a desire to create something meaningful and impactful. However, this decision soon spiraled into a series of events that took a dark and troubling turn. I found myself grappling with profound grief and confusion as I learned the tragic truth about my nephew, a young Latino boy who had died by suicide. This revelation was compounded by the shocking discovery that his death was part of a larger, more sinister narrative involving a murder-suicide. The weight of this knowledge was unbearable, and it left me questioning the very fabric of our community and the hidden struggles that so many face.

In the midst of my personal turmoil, I began to uncover unsettling connections that linked the struggles of my community to broader societal issues. Judge Esther was not only a Latino and Catholic, which made her a target in her own right, but she was also preparing to introduce vital legislation on data rights—an issue that I would soon find myself deeply invested in. I couldn't help but wonder if she, like me, was being targeted for her intentions and plans before they even came to fruition. The parallels between our experiences fueled my determination to seek justice and advocate for the rights of our community.

As I delved deeper into the complexities of my situation, I began to encounter whispers of a shadowy Martian group that was operating behind the scenes, a group that was not only attempting to take over the world but also manipulating events to serve their nefarious agenda. This conspiracy allegedly included powerful figures such as Jeff Bezos, the Rothschild family, the Middle East which were they intial ones that cloned me into an alternate reality, remnants of a Nazi project, members of the Trump family, the British Royals, and other influential members of this so-called Cabal. The implications of such a powerful alliance sent chills down my spine, as I realized that the challenges I faced were part of a much larger struggle for truth and justice in a world filled with corruption and deceit.

Eventually, the group would guide my consciousness to realms that revealed matters they knew I would struggle to comprehend. How could I persuade anyone that this group was targeting the legacy of His Holiness Pope Francis?

When I attempted to write to the Pope, they claimed they would manipulate the mailbox in some virtual reality, preventing the mail from reaching him. I tried contacting local Archbishops, but I encountered individuals who seemed to be under a spell, appearing apathetic, uncomprehending, and unable to assist. Often, I faced mailboxes, busy signals, or no responses—usually the latter.

Judge Esther's son was also a victim of the same conspiracy aiming to usurp Pope Francis' "place in heaven" to gain control over the world. They mingled with the fallen ones, claiming to be themselves but were possessed by these fallen entities.

I continue to search for my son Devan Carlos Brown is still missing, last seen in a facetime call in 2022, but had not seen him since 2016. He was taken out of the state of Georgia where they had held me captive and falsely imprisoned. I can't get a passport to return into the United States claiming that I owe child support. I call Georgia child support, leave messages, emails and no response for months. I made a payment, and they froze my bank account. They froze and took my money, and froze and took my passport. While my son is being what I believe in a bad situation, and his life is constantly being threated to me everyday in here.

In order for the fallen ones to sustain their lives in this world, they have afixed themselves to me and the idea that by getting to me they can take the place of God, Jesus and Mary. They tell me theses things, they possessed my body and say the most horrible things.

The real life story of Angels and Demons is being played out; things are not as they appear. The goverment is being overtaken by the fallen ones as well. The Vatican they tell me, they placed underneath them so they could control the world.