S P I R I T - Human Child Source of Trauma Hormones for Emotional & Consciousness Terrorism

By Caraf Avnayt

This is my own autobiography, detailing how I was used as a child of 8 and then 15 to produce trauma hormones for use to create the trauma atmosphere used for emotional and consciousness terrorism through the media and otherwise. 

 

It is not the accepted story for a subject of ritual of such brutality and cruelty as I have been through, to even have survived so far, let alone speak without shame of it. 

 

My name is Caraf Avnayt, and I write this book, to tell my true to my spirit story with Ed, who I love, and to share my understanding based on 39 years of being used as a source of trauma emotional energy, to help you understand:
•    How trauma hormones have been used to keep you down, wreck your academics and career
•    How the human hormone harvesting industry works
•    How trauma energy is telecast through dreams and psychic telecasters and through the mass media
•    How human hormones are used to seduce and trick humans into relationships for emotional energy harvesting
•    How clones and lookalikes are used to gang-stalk, surround and intimidate humans 
•    How public figures are forced into the human consciousness through violence and assault on human ritual subjects
•    The consciousness loopholes and deception that make us vulnerable to astral attack, energy draining and manipulation

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The first level of terrorism is imposing through force a version of reality on someone, keeping as a reward for compliance, something they need for daily living. 

Imagine someone constantly kept in trauma because her trauma hormones won't work unless she's kept in the frequency in which they were extracted.
Imagine having to change your clothes, have a bath, go to the toilet while you're being watched and ritual hammering and banging done for every move you make.
Imagine never have the privacy to touch yourself - for years - and when if you do, ritual hammering starts up. 
Imagine if every tree you touch or take a photo of, is cut down the next time you come around. Every puppy you play with is killed, every thing you like, or have an emotional interaction with, taken away or killed.
Imagine if you are physically assaulted every time you fall asleep and shock-woken with physical assault every single time for years. 
Imagine always waking up in pain, more devastated and tired than when you fell asleep. 
Imagine if you're surrounded by people paid to *love* you but don't even like you, whose job you are. Imagine the tension. 
 They keep us in basic life trauma in captivity, and then cause wounds and pain to get the rush of life energy our bodies and systems sent to heal the pain. 
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Most humans simply cannot imagine that we're important enough as a person for this level of planning and plotting to be going on around us.
Most humans don't know that the most valuable thing on earth right now is the true emotion of the human heart, and the validation of a fake human as a human.
Once we realize that it isn't exactly our money or our vote, that they are after, or our virginity or whatever else the media has trained us to think is all that we humans have to offer; but that it is our soul energy – the only thing they cannot create in a lab – that they're after we begin to wake up to reality. 
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• Language: English
• Publisher: Caraf Avnayt
• Release date: Aug 10, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393125044

Caraf Avnayt

Caraf Avnayt is Mom to Gavriel and a Herbalist.

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S P I R I T

Human Child Source of

Trauma Hormones for

Emotional & Consciousness Terrorism

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CARAF AVNAYT

If I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. -Psalm 139:8

CONTENTS

Spirit Witness

Preface

Introduction

Genetically Modified Human Bodies

How I Found My Birth Identity

The Right to Torture a Human

Physical Matter versus Emotion and Consciousness

Validation of Humans and How Energy is Stolen

My Early Childhood & When Jesus Came Home

My Fake Birthday - The 8th of June

The Rape Ritual of 1989

The One who Remembers

How Trauma Hormones Are Used

As Below So Above

Consciousness Control and Telecast

Being Sold for 15,000 Rupees

The Maintenance of Masters and the Rape Ritual Trauma Field

Australian Thug Factions’ Attempt to Write-Off Ops gone Bad

Ritual Hitting, Physical Violence, Sexual Assault to Impose Authority

Relationship Hostage Taking or Capture through Emotional Blackmail & Emotional Energy Harvesting through Multiple Clones of the same Character

Consciousness Pathways & Spiritual Connections

How I Got Pregnant

Speaking in Tongues

Granddad’s Leaving

The Room Under the Kitchen

Worshipping you as Mahakaal

Becoming Suspicious – Closing Consciousness Loopholes

Entrapment in Relationships for Ritual Authority

The Procession of Predators

The Use of Human Hormones for Personality Masking and Creative Inspiration

The Siege 2011

Pregnancy & and Landlord Submission Attacks Begin

Money Offered for Unborn Baby - Rishikesh

Sound Assault, Dream Invasions, Clones & Covert Ritual Blood Sacrifice

Gabriel’s Birth

Betrayal & How to Know if Someone’s doing Energy Warfare with you

Fleeing North India for South India

Being the Cause of their Misery

Absolute Madness

Hiding or Suppressing Birth Identity is a Severe Crime

Ritual Torture - Indian General Election 2014

Ritual Submission Ops – 13th Town of India

The Bees Incident

My Most Serious Introduction to Clones

Cameras That See Through Walls

Betrayal - Gabriel’s Vaccination and Paralysis

US Presidential Elections 2016 – Psychic Marketers & Influencers

The Double Mind & How Clones are Used to Promote Public Figures

Four Months with the Fake Family, Bangalore

Authority is a Slave Consciousness Concept

Ritual Attacks through Email and the Consciousness of Language

Assault on the Amsha of God Force, Clone Replacements, Thug Faction Time Slots

Fake Rain, the End of Life As I Knew it and Prediction of the 9/11 Reprisal Attacks

Escape from Bangalore and Death

18th place of India

When my Life Proved Worth the Trouble

2020

The Worst Days of my Life

My Email about Everything

Pumpkin’s Leaving

Until We Meet Again

My Other Books

Cover Picture Credit

Spirit Witness

It may be wrapped in Silence, but our Spirit Witness is loud enough to change the direction of the wheels of destiny; to bend and reshape the flow of the elements in the universe, so that justice is done to the wronged.

Our Spirit Witness is how the cry of the betrayed heart is heard louder than trumpets and thunderstorms, in the highest holiest of holy places where judgment and decrees that hold from eternity to eternity come from.

Our Spirit Witness - the simple knowing of every day truth - is what writes the records in the Book of Life, records that no one can ever change or invalidate.

Our silent experience of the truth therefore is indeed, paradigm shattering prayer, from, in, and of the Heart of God.

Preface

The first level of terrorism is imposing through force a version of reality on someone, keeping as a reward for compliance, something they need for daily living.

Imagine someone constantly kept in trauma because her trauma hormones won't work unless she's kept in the frequency in which they were extracted.

Imagine having to change your clothes, have a bath, go to the toilet while you're being watched and ritual hammering and banging done for every move you make.

Imagine never have the privacy to touch yourself - for years - and when if you do, ritual hammering starts up.

Imagine if every tree you touch or take a photo of, is cut down the next time you come around. Every puppy you play with is killed, every thing you like, or have an emotional interaction with, taken away or killed.

Imagine if you are physically assaulted every time you fall asleep and shock-woken with physical assault every single time for years.

Imagine always waking up in pain, more devastated and tired than when you fell asleep.

Imagine if you're surrounded by people paid to *love* you but don't even like you, whose job you are. Imagine the tension.

I read once about how medicine was extracted from bears in India and China. Bears were kept in cages which made movement impossible for them. This kept them in a lot of trauma. But on top of that, their flesh would be lacerated and cut regularly. Their body would produce all the substances required to heal the wound. Those substances would be scooped out of wound and sold as medicine.

This is no story. It is actual practice.

I cried for days when I heard about the bears.

But that’s what they do with us. They keep us in basic life trauma in captivity, and then cause wounds and pain to get the rush of life energy our bodies and systems sent to heal the pain.

I and my child Gabriel are like live rats in a cage. They bring around cardboard rats with human hormones on them. When we ignore them, they radiation shock us and/or bang loudly to shock us, cut the electricity, water, to shock us and make us to like the cardboard cutout, talk to it.

They sell the winning cardboard cut-out as an entity validated by us. When that cardboard cut-out is making a public speech, a copy of the cardboard cut-out is again brought into the cage here, and we shocked, hurt, bombarded and made to look at the cardboard cut-out.

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Most humans simply cannot imagine that we’re important enough as a person for this level of planning and plotting to be going on around us.

Most humans don’t know that the most valuable thing on earth right now is the true emotion of the human heart, and the validation of a fake human as a human.

The entire group of public figures of the thugs – from actors to politicians and news personalities and so on – they’re all there because humans validated fake human carrying human hormones, as a real human. They take that flesh and make clones from it and have them appear on TV and in movies and so on.

The thugs change and modify their methods depending on what we’re sensitized to.

That humans realize how valuable we are, and that we are being targeted, that our children are being targeted, to make inroads into our consciousness, through emotional manipulation; that is important.

Once we realize that it isn’t exactly our money or our vote, that they are after, or our virginity or whatever else the media has trained us to think is all that we humans have to offer; but that it is our soul energy – the only thing they cannot create in a lab – that they're after we begin to wake up to reality.

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We are taught through the media that things like energy recognition are only for psychics and the gullible, that logic runs and makes the decisions of those who rule the world. In fact that is not true.

The decisions of the rulers of the thug world are based on how human emotional energy is flowing. They are in human looking bodies only to influence, provoke, bring out and tap into human emotional energy. Those of them who do that well, rise. The others are used as workers to enable the ones who know how to do things.

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My name is Caraf Avnayt, and I write this book, to tell my true to my spirit story with Ed, who I love, and to share my understanding based on 39 years of being used as a source of trauma emotional energy, to help you understand:

How trauma hormones have been used to keep you down, wreck your academics and career

How the human hormone harvesting industry works

How trauma energy is telecast through dreams and psychic telecasters and through the mass media

How human hormones are used to seduce and trick humans into relationships for emotional energy harvesting

How clones and lookalikes are used to gang-stalk, surround and intimidate humans

How public figures are forced into the human consciousness through violence and assault on human ritual subjects

The consciousness loopholes and deception that make us vulnerable to astral attack, energy draining and manipulation

Introduction

Take refuge in the truth, and the truth will defend you.

- John Waltham

I find I can only write this deeply personal account, in complete truth, without holding back, if I'm writing to Ed. So this book is addressed to Ed. It contains excerpts from my diaries and letters to Ed about the things I have been through and learned in my experiences.

It is by no means a complete record of significant happenings as so much has happened. It is just an introduction and summary.

Some names have been changed.

Dear Ed,

There are things so important that I have to tell you before I leave this lifetime. I have paid such a price and my child has paid such a price to find these out. God has held my hand and given me the strength, while living in the bowels of the Devil, to face the truth of my life and situation.

I want you to know what the reality is of the world as we know it. What churns its winds and moves its sails and what makes the rudders turn this way and that.

And I want you to know about my life. The truth.

You're my soul too, and you have been through all this too, without you knowing it. That's why you need to know.

Ed, this is like how the Israelites were guided in the day by a pillar of cloud and by night by a cloud of fire to a place where finally they set up life and the ark of covenant was made and then the cloud of the presence went and occupied that sacred tent filling that tent and the ark of covenant within.

You're my tent and Ark of the Covenant. You are Ed. You're where my pillar of cloud and cloud of fire rested on, after a long, long, long, long, long, looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong horrible long walk.

But you were there too, my pillar of cloud, and that’s why I’m writing to you.

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My story starts in a time before Indian Independence of 1947.

A time when my mothers' 2000 year old Israelite matrilineal settlement in the area now called Tamil Nadu of India, was surrounded and burned to the ground. As the members of the settlement ran out through the only space left for escape, they were taken into custody by British India soldiers.

The one standing building was given to the local Hindu Brahmins or priests - their portion for being part of the operation - and they have since operated it as a Goddess temple for fertility rituals.

764 members of our settlement taken hostage, disappeared into history.

John Waltham the husband of the then matriarch Vina Avnayt Waltham, was on a trip back to his native country, Britain when this happened.

When he got back, the settlement had been wiped out without a trace and all the surrounding villages behaved like it never had existed.

He had lost his wife and three daughters. He couldn't find ONE person who agreed that they'd ever existed.

In complete despair he went back to England for ten years. He lived like a wild man, on a deserted section of his sister's land in Devon. He was considered insane and called Mad John.

One day he dug his own grave and lay down in it to die. Literally dug his own grave in the earth and lay down in it.

As he did, he began to hear little girls' voices singing. He recognized their energy. They were his daughters and what must be their children.

A window opened in his spirit and he got the instinct that his daughters had survived whatever had happened. He came back to India.

On his return, at the South Indian port of Quilon, a fellow Scotsman he met and struck a friendship up with, who was impressed by his prowess with herbs and energy healing, invited him to join their Masonry group - the Scottish rite, and said he would find that he could then access documents about the events happening in India that he wouldn't find out any other way. He needn't worry about earning a living, but could devote himself to doing what he did best - learning about the energy field and other esoteric subjects.

My Granddad joined and soon did so well he rose up phenomenally.

A few years later he found himself at the Asiatic Library in Calcutta. This was where records outsiders could only dream of ever seeing, were kept - records of the rituals done by not just the British but the local rulers of what was then called India.

Then and now, the deep state of countries are run and fueled by rituals and these were the real records of the running of the empire. What made who tick.

Photographs, locks of hair, letters, documents, even personal items; these were all there.

My Granddad began the decade long journey of searching for records of what happened to our tribe, the line of women descended from Shoshannah, the daughter of Joseph, the son of Israel or Jacob of the Bible. The great-grand daughter of Joseph, Bithya, had fled from Egypt to India two hundred years before what's the accepted date of other Israelites leaving Egypt for Canaan.

They had found refuge in India with one of their grandfathers, the grandson of Eleazar, the elder brother of Abraham. The descendants of Eleazar have been wiped out of history. In India they were called black Jews for a while before they were hunted like wild boars and killed out. But my own father was descended from the tribe of Eleazar's grandson Phillipa - called Pulippa in South India.

My mothers’ bloodline was based in India but spread out through marriage to many places of the world, so by the 1800s there were branches of the family all over the world.

Israel was a matrilineal line and society which later turned patrilineal. My mothers were not just descended from Joseph, but his wife, the daughter of his half-sister Dinah. She was presented as having been raped (rather than dishonored as the original Hebrew says) and then thrown out of history as invalid of respect or consideration as a woman of influence on Time.

In reality she lived to laugh at her enemies, love her life to a man with curly hair and had many daughters, whose descendants are all over the world right now – lovers of curd and yoghurt.

I am descended from her eldest daughter, who married Joseph her maternal uncle, a custom in ancient times still followed in many places, such as South India.

ALL the Israelite matrilineal lines have been erased from public knowledge, as have nearly all matrilineal lines worldwide.

But the records have been kept safe at high levels of the secret Govt. because the demon state is dependent on these records for their DNA acquisition for rituals.

While patrilineal descent is used to map out the spiritual authority structure in rituals – i.e. the father is considered the master of the descendent, the husband over the wife; matrilineal descent is used to trace and find humans with natural emotional energy intensity which is consciousness telecasting ability.

This means, that abilities highly prized by the thugs, such as the ability to psychically telecast emotion and awareness to other humans, travel through matrilineal descent, whereas the authority to influence and control how energy is used travels through patrilineal descent.

The mother gives her children emotional energy and consciousness abilities, the father passes on ability and strength to deploy or express that energy and those abilities to life satisfaction.

This is what the thugs believe anyhow.

They are all about bloodline descent. You wouldn't believe how dependent they are on their records for this, now that the times are past when they had the ability to sniff out DNA lines. For all that, their records are full of lies as lower levels of thugs rampantly stole babies, passing off real human babies as those of genetically made artificial human lines, to claim the benefits of the hormones and energy potential of real human babies as theirs, to bring up the status and earning potential of their lines.

Human IS emotion. We ARE emotion.

Emotion is our substance.

Emotion is WHO we are.

They love the physical fruits of our emotions - whether of bliss or pain. They take those fruits which we make only for one another, and enjoy this stolen fruit, buy and sell it for its properties.

Then they come back and take us hostage, manipulate us, hit us, torture us to get the fruit that they want the most, not allowing the other fruit to grow, causing us to be in the same emotion constantly - trauma.

When we have babies, they begin at a young age to traumatize them too to keep producing trauma.

I have refused to accept it, for me or my son Gabriel. I am publishing this book at risk of death. Our suffering has gotten that bad.

Ed, a lot people have stopped talking to me because they think I’m gasbagging about my ancestry. When my Granddad told me about it, I didn’t really pay attention. Everyone’s descended from someone famous anyhow, if you go back checking the records.

Why I mention my ancestry is because it’s who I am for better or worse. I have suffered in my soul hiding it and don’t do so anymore. I’ve paid the price for being me, and so has every human being alive on earth right now. We have been taught to downplay our origins and our history has been robbed from us, to cut us off emotionally from our source. I’m blessed to have had a Granddad who told me the truth about me.

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This is the only picture I have of any of my ancestors, other than my great- great-Granddad John Waltham. Her name was Shelley, Granddad’s second daughter and my great grand aunt. She married a Rabbi visiting India, who won her heart with his ecstatic playing of the drums. She was crazy about music and dancing. Granddad didn’t tell me anything more about her and I didn’t think to ask back then.

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My Great Great Granddad John Waltham Jr., on the 14th of February 2005, proving he’s not a vampire by eating his favorite food – Masala Dosa in Bangalore, India.

Let’s me just say he was an age considered medically impossible in our times.

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I’m no artist but I drew my Dad, Patrick, from mental memory and my Mom, Anna Marie Eley, from heart memory.

Genetically Modified Human Bodies

Ed, this is a foundation concept in understanding the world's secret Govt.

Every thug op requires human soul permission.

Without human soul permission the human and earth energy field cannot be accessed or manipulated or exploited by the demons.

The thing about human soul permission is that it's not given on the basis of logic or someone being convinced. It's given on the basis of who is asking.

Humans will give soul permission for anything to those we trust, who we believe have their heart in the right place. We know that good deeds can be done for evil intentions, and bad things can be done with the purest of good intentions.

We give soul permission to those we believe are essentially human like us; share our core values – love, freedom, family, peace, care of our motherland.

The second we think someone is not human, i.e. does NOT have human interests at heart, our soul closes and we do NOT give them permission.

Take what’s written in the book of Genesis in the Bible. God brought to Adam, the first man, every animal. And what Adam called them, that was who they were and their name. That was soul validation. Without it nothing can survive in our realm, it’s the very entry point into our realm.

That's why being validated by humans as being human (remember all those photos of politicians kissing babies? Making them look more human?), is the one absolute key to getting soul permission from humans and is the basis of every thug op.

The human consciousness realizing that what might look and sound human may NOT be human at all; that one thing has ended EVERY thug op.

Ed, this is a concept that shook my world. That very nearly killed me. But I was faced with oblivion of soul, and the real danger of losing my life and my child's life, real danger, unless I faced reality.

For millennia now, world population has been of two kinds - natural humans and unnatural humans.

The unnatural kind have been made through crude means of body creation such as artificial insemination and combining of sperm and egg, often modified to create characteristics required in the resulting human.

All creation of babies that does not involve the soul of the parents, is unnatural conception. Natural humans do not make soulless babies. Period. However, it's been a scam - millennia now, of human men being duped, their sperm being used to create soulless bodies which are controlled through demon consciousness and which the human parent considers their own and GIVES AUTHORITY to and ACCESS into their consciousness, and therefore all human consciousness.

Many human lines were hijacked this way by fake humans and the result was DNA degradation.

The human spirit, which IS the spirit of God, does not support soulless physical life. The human DNA degenerates quickly.

To cover this up, so humans don't realize who are human and who are fake, the fake humans take up huge amounts of emotional energy - that one great sign of soul - from ambient land energy sites, sacred energy sites, and from directly vampirizing humans.

Very regularly, almost every generation, the fake humans require DNA from real humans to be infused into their bloodlines and this is one reason why they need to know the matrilineal human lines' whereabouts and keep them under control so they can keep replenishing their bloodlines with human DNA.

The thugs CANNOT create soul. They can only imitate it.

Their understanding of soul is via the effect of hormones on the mind.

The demons are able to look into the soul as if from outside a wall of glass and they are highly adept at this. Some of them are generationally trained to be highly manipulative of human emotion, whether real or pseudo.

They are able to suck up energy - whether that's sheer physical energy or emotional energy - as if it's the same thing.

However, their ability to access this energy comes by the human vibrating on the only level they can access of energy - which is trauma.

In the past, before the fake human DNA degenerated to what it is today, they could access joy energy of humans. But those days are now far gone.

The parasites now can only feed on trauma energy as trauma is the only vibration their degraded DNA still has in common with humans.

For them, emotion is trauma and trauma is emotion.

This is behind the recent centuries' surge in love stories that include trauma and sadness - because the parasites only recognize emotion by how much trauma it causes them.

They recognize power by how much trauma it causes them.

They recognize beauty by how much pain it telecasts.

Ed, you have to understand this fundamental difference between the parasites and humans.

They seek out pain just to feel alive, just to keep getting energy as it's the only access point into EARTH energy they have.

To create trauma therefore is essential for them to be able to get energy for their needs and therefore trauma is the basis and aim of their every op.

Ed, I will now tell you my story and how I found out how I am used ritually to telecast trauma to other humans worldwide, the ritual methods used to do this, and how I came to know about the structure and working of the thug systems.

We get a completely false idea of how the world operates from movies and books and news. It is a trap and an energy drain to believe lies.

The parasite world depends on assault to cause trauma.

Lies are the first form of assault to cause trauma.

But before I go on to explain that, I want to tell you Ed, what gives me the confidence to write this to you, so you understand I paid the price for all I'm saying. I didn't just get into conspiracy theories out of a fetish for anti-establishment drama or because I was a rebellious teenager or some perverse enjoyment in picking holes and finding fault with everything.

So here's a bit of my life experience. I wish I could tell you ALL of it, but I'll have to restrict myself as there's just too much.

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Me

How I Found My Birth Identity

In the year 2000, at the age of 19, I was in the office of an herbalist, in Bathurst, NSW, Australia. I was making a website for the herbalist when he found out that due to severe heart trouble and chronic fatigue, I could only stay awake for four hours at a time.

He offered to give me a sampling of his consultation process through which I could get an idea of things and use that for the website I was making for his business.

One part of his consultation process was iridology. It's where they view the eye through a machine which greatly magnifies the view. The specks in the eyes reflect the state of the body and it's easy to see which organs are under-functioning and things like that from the eyes.

So I sat at the machine and put my chin into the holder for it and at the other end the herbalist looked at my eye.

He exclaimed, and called his student and employee from the other room. Sue, come see this, you might never get a chance again.

He proceeded to explain that I had what they called the common brown eye. At the dawn of humanity apparently the high quantity of pigment in the eye meant everyone had black or brown eyes. As the earth cooled and humans moved about marrying outside of their immediate tribes, the pigments of eyes went through changes resulting in different colors.

Those with the common brown eye are usually not among the races that moved about a lot or intermarried a lot.

Among the common brown eyes, there are those with pigments so dark, the eye cannot be studied by iridologists at all. I have such eyes.

He went on to take a photo of my eye for the magazine on iridology he subscribed to saying it would be interesting for everyone to see.

He explained to me, People with the level of pigment in their eyes as you are descended from families that almost never married outside the tribe.

This stunned me. Because at the time, I believed I was the daughter of a man from one state of India, and a woman from a totally different state. They were of very different castes which until recent times would NEVER have intermarried. All my life I'd been severely discriminated for being the product of such a marriage. So I thought at the time.

No, the herbalist said, Either you're lying, or you haven't been told the truth. The level of pigment in your eye is rare, very rare and could only be the product of marriage not going outside the tribe.

A few years later, back in India, I mentioned this to my mother, who got up and went to the kitchen without commenting.

A few days later, I asked the father about it. He simply didn't reply - which was very unusual for him.

I was told by my boyfriend at the time, that it would be best if I didn't speak about it.

That incident however was not the start, but the tip of the pyramid. All my life I'd known I wasn't one of the family. I couldn't pronounce my own name; I couldn't eat the spicy food the others did without considerable suffering. My skin and body went through things the family did not understand at all and which were unlike theirs.

In 2003, in Bangalore, India, just before the ICC Cricket World Cup, one morning I woke up at three with a high fever. I knew I'd die if I didn't do something about it. My boyfriend at the time tried to play it down, but I managed to change my clothes and run out of the flat to the lift and then to the gate of the apartment building. There an auto came by and I asked him to take us to the nearest hospital.

I was given a penicillin injection to bring my fever down and later a blood test revealed I had some salmonella poisoning - and typhoid.

How I got it I don't know because I only ever ate well boiled home cooked food.

Long story short, I couldn't stay in hospital because I didn't have the money to, so I went home and hung between life and death for weeks.

I was quite happy to die really, despite my previous panic. My life wasn't worth living. I couldn't keep one morsel of food down during those weeks and got very, very weak as the days went by.

One day, my boyfriend came into the bedroom and said that someone had come to meet me, who said he was an Uncle.

I managed to go to the living room and saw it was Patrick, the husband of my mother's eldest sister.

He came in and we sat side by side on a rolled up mattress in the front room. I was so weak I couldn't keep my body or head up so I was propped up on the wall. The boyfriend went into the kitchen to make tea.

Patrick, in words I now cannot remember, told me in his simple direct way about my birth, how he loved my mother; how I was conceived, how they'd known each other as children but lost touch when my mother went back to Britain with her father after India became independent and white people discriminated against.

How my mother, a gynecologist in London, had been in a childless marriage for 14 years, routinely drugged for most of those years until she was bedridden for over seven years. How she'd escaped back to India where her mother was still alive. How he'd met her again - he by then having given up on ever finding her, had played the hero by marrying a widow with three children to provide for them. It was the in thing back then for a heartbroken man to marry a widow with children and do something good with his life.

How my mother had died in childbirth and how his wife had refused to let him bring me home, but advised that I be given to her younger sister who had just lost a baby.

Patrick had been told by my adopted mother that she'd told me about him. But he knew from my face that day that I hadn't known a thing.

He told me again and again, how he and my mother had dreamed of me, how they'd seen my future, how they'd prayed for me. How happy he’d felt when he got the news he was going to be a father. How happy my mother had been when the miracle she had prayed for had come true.

She’d been visiting Israel as part of a group of nuns on a mission to try and forget my father. But she had prayed in Jerusalem for a daughter, asking God not to end our line with her. That very day she’d found out she was pregnant. Somewhere in Jerusalem is a pomegranate tree planted by my mother the day she found out she was pregnant.

In India, my Dad knew it. That day in the newspaper there had been news about Israel – a very rare thing in Indian newspapers then. He’d kept the cutting of the newspaper to show my mother when she returned.

I was so physically weak and so overwhelmed, for once in my life I had nothing to say.

There’s something about a real parent. They don’t have to convince you that they’re your parent. You know. Your body and soul have no doubt at all. Their very back exudes love at you.

From some dim faraway place I could sense the red radiance of my father's shoulder next to me. His hair, my hair, his red brown skin so much like mine. His voice softly but clearly telling me things. Him looking at his hands and sometimes up into the distant times as he spoke.

Before he left, he got up and I pulled myself up too. He put both his hands on my head and passed his life into me. He gave me life a second time. And then he left.

I began to recover almost immediately. But I was completely unable to face what had happened and relegated it to the back of my consciousness as was my habit then.

I never saw my father again. My Granddad John Waltham, who had visited me often all my life without telling me who he was to me, found out that that evening when my father went home, he'd eaten his food and laid down to sleep. His wife locked the door of the house and went somewhere. A neighbor who had seen him go in, and the wife lock the door and go out, tried knocking at the bedroom window but there was no response.

At nine in the evening the wife returned with some men. They opened the door and went in. My father was not there.

The neighbor overheard the wife say that he'd been dead on the bed when she'd left. But his body had disappeared.

All the way in January 2005, when I called my mother from a place I was visiting in North India, Jaipur, my first holiday ever, she said to me, Your Uncle Patrick has died. Unable to respond to the news or even process it, I said, Mummy, it's so cold here! It's 3 degrees Celsius! I'm freezing! She said, Yes, it's all curses for you. That meant something like, Your destiny is cursed. You're cursed. And it was connected to my father's death.

In India, when a woman's father dies and she has no husband or uncle or anyone who'll protect her, she's considered cursed because now anyone could do what they wanted and get away with it.

But then, all my life I'd been cursed, so frankly my dear, by then I didn't give a damn. What was interesting to me was the mother's acknowledgment of Patrick as my father. She didn't know I knew.

The Right to Torture a Human

The thugs believe they have a right to torture ritually for energy whether emotional or vital physical, or trauma hormones - their own bloodlines. Their bloodlines are as artificial a creation as a broiler chicken. A cash crop. Those who invest in a population, consider it their right to harvest and exploit them in whichever way they feel like.

Those who are the fake human bloodlines; i.e. the soulless, are in complete harmony with this concept because they do not have inner energy of their own, but drain it in a never ending series of energy games and interactions with others.

They do not own their own energy and they tend to believe no one else does.

However every human is energetically independent normally - though often coached by mass media and directly by handlers into being dependent on secondary energy. Most humans fall ill when they are participating in such energy interactions and eventually isolate themselves or find a way to interact without mixing energies. A large number of humans live a-sexual lives simply because of the energy draining they've been put through and they do not want to go through that again.

To access another for ritual purposes, a fake human needs the permission of a man, or the man or woman's father or husband. It's patriarchal - Father or husband.

In the old days, when the fake human bloodlines were not as degenerated as today, this rule was followed carefully, because the thugs were able to comprehend and envision the backlash of a human who felt that they were drained without their permission, that they were raped.

However, in recent times, the thug DNA has degenerated to the point where their intelligence is very restricted and perverted, so they believe they can spin a human's permission, through crooked means.

It's like asking someone to sign a document and they sign it, trusting what you say is in there, only that's a lie.

The fake document is used as proof that the human gave permission and the rituals commence.

In my case, when my Dad had no option but to agree to let his wife's sister and her husband look after me, his agreement to what was just a temporary solution in his mind was spun into his giving authority over me to the fake parents. This was used as enough authority to clear the way for rituals to be done on me.

To make things water tight, they gave me the identity, birth certificate and baptism certificate of a baby born a year before me, i.e. they replaced that baby with me.

These fake certificates - so fake that they had a wrong age of the mother - became the basis on which they did and do the rituals.

In Bangalore, the main Govt. hospital was Lady Curzon Hospital in Shivajinagar. Its records were lost in a fire (pretty convenient if you think about it), so before the 1980s (I don’t remember the exact year) anyone could go there and say they’d been born there and needed a birth certificate, pay a little money and get one.

The thugs on the basis of fake documents, claim I belong to their fake bloodline, am a product of their social engineering and therefore I owe everything I am to them; that they have a right to exploit me.

In reality, if I was one of them, I'd be worthless. The only reason I'm targeted and tortured is because I'm not one of them.

This and similar versions of my story have been repeated all over the world, with babies and children taken from their parents - stolen or by subterfuge - permission and guardianship spun through documents which were not done in good faith, signed under duress, and these days, ward of the state is very common.

Those who manage and sell babies and children for torture rituals more often than not, do not tell their clients the true origin of the human. This would end their economy you see.

They do not pass critical information on to the clients - information like, The ritual subject is aware that you are doing the torture using radiation devices that work through walls. The ritual subject no longer respects the authority of so and so. The ritual subject is aware that you are projecting so and so into her dream space and detests the character. You are destroying the public figure by advertising him or her to the ritual subject.

These are all things that will destroy the chances of the ritual being successful. The awareness of a human is telecast to all the humans everywhere loud and clear.

I'm 39 years old now, and I've openly made it clear for years now that I do not accept the authority of the fake parents and family. I've made it clear as crystal that I know what they do, how they do it, and I do not give permission in any way whatsoever for anyone to approach me.

Yet they come around me and my son Gabriel, to this day, the 10th of July 2020, night and day doing their traditional rituals - the drum banging, the bell ringing, and their physical prodding of us using radiation devices, to cause trauma - as trauma energy is the only sort of energy they can suck up now.

They get no energy from us, other than what they can imagine up. There's just nothing in common between us and they have no opening to my heart.

But those who pay money and come to do the rituals are not informed.

You wouldn’t believe the boorish dumbfu**ery of it all and how many thug factions worldwide depend on the same methods.

They actually arrive, all drugged up and dressed up, drop a rock overhead to signal the start of the ritual, have one of their minions blow a horn or a conch from somewhere near, and start off. They get shocked when I show them my middle finger.

They can't imagine that I know they're watching me. They're newbies. They have no idea what I've been through and how many before them have done the exact same method as them; how I have zero respect, deference or toleration of them.

They cannot even imagine it, because they think they're a sort of human too; and that vampirism is natural; that doing rituals where you invade the privacy and demean the dignity and cause pain and suffering to someone, is a valid way of living.

The fake human population is so big that most of them have never met a human in their lives. They take their state of energy vampirism, to be the norm and get insulted when a ritual subject tells them to f*** off.

They double down on the torture to force submission. And that's where I and my little son Gabriel are at this point in time.

Physical Matter versus Emotion and Consciousness

A lot has been published recently on the internet about the deep state dependency on blood containing trauma hormones or Adrenochrome, taken from tortured children.

This is misleading in a way, because in fact, blood taken from artificial human bodies is worth nothing on its own to the parasites.

Physical blood is worth nothing without emotional energy and consciousness. If it was enough, they'd have been completely satisfied a long time ago, having developed the ability to create as many fake human bodies as they need.

It is precisely because that blood is worth nothing that I and my child are being tortured to this day.

Once in decades, they manage to get their hands on real human children in a way they can get EMOTIONAL trauma into the blood.

This is the entire value of the blood. The consciousness of the human child and the emotional trauma produce the kind of hormones that artificial bodies cannot.

They dilute this potent first blood and give it to hundreds and thousands of their fake human population in various ways - pills, processed food, and health supplements.

These are then used in various rituals and some directly harvested literally for organs and flesh and hormones, many through the medical system.

They suppress information about how emotional energy and consciousness continue as a substance is diluted. The form of medicine called homeopathy relies on this process of dilution and in fact the entire parasite civilization depends on it. Yet they do their best to decry and invalidate it – because they don’t want humans knowing that one tear drop from us, could be used through dilutions almost indefinitely.

The energy value of a substance from a living being, never reduces or changes its consciousness, no matter how less the physical components of the substances become. The connection to the human source in the consciousness continues.

They call this magick and relegate it to the realm of maybe it works, maybe it doesn’t when actually the entire world order right now depends on it as does the pharmaceutical and medical industry.

The better DNA quality among the parasites, after being given trauma hormones taken from a human, are often subject to some trauma induction methods to give their trauma hormone producing abilities a push, so they release Adrenochrome into the blood.

They then harvest those artificial human bodies and have a processed form of trauma hormones where the entire artificial body is suffused with trauma energy. This is how the parasites worldwide feed. They cannot feed directly on human energy because there are only such a few humans left.

The same artificial bodies are also used in various ways - to pretend to be human, run for election, act in movies, act in news productions, hang around the neighborhood gang-stalking humans, doing violent crimes and so on.

They have been trying to get human emotional energy and sympathy to their artificial bred humanoid bodies that they themselves torture, to try and get what they're not getting from me and other human ritual subjects anymore - the validation of humanity.

The entire mainstream media game has this at its core – to pass off a fake human, these days directly bio-robots, as human; get human energy flowing to the fake and then literally harvest the flesh that they believe has soaked up the emotional energy coming at it from humans.

They replace the body then with another in the media and then do news ops and then harvest that. And then introduce another body and so on.

If you’ve ever wondered at the intrinsic personality difference between an actor from one season of a TV show to the other, or between shooting one movie and the next. These days, in the same movie they have different bodies. It’s not good acting, its different bodies altogether.

Validation of Humans and How Energy is Stolen

In fact energy can't be stolen really, but when a human appropriates human energy to something or something - that thing or entity takes on a sort of a 'personality' or 'being' it did not have before. It's what the parasites take for validation as a human.

For example, in the Bible it says that God brought the animals to Adam and he named them. The meaning of it is that the human called a thing, a thing and it therefore became that thing.

Now that's reality, but when the human is deceived, believes something is a thing, but it's not that thing, the energy doesn't really flow, but the human believes it does, and the 'thing' believes it does, so they both behave like it does, and there's a small flow of matter particles -a sort of static energy.

That's stolen energy. There are those who over millennia and centuries have learned how to manipulate it, collect it, use it, deploy it. Books have been written, whole schools of 'yoga' and 'spirituality' and what not.

The whole 'hold your orgasm' 'celibate is good' etc. etc. thing is, most of the time, about holding on to as much of the static energy as possible for as long as possible.

Beings that are not born out of natural human instinct, don't have their own energy, do not have the ability to interact with the earth naturally, and have to get energy through deceiving and getting emotional energy and 'validation' from those who have huge energy collections or from natural human beings. Nearly all religions peddle doses of energy to their followers to keep them returning.

This stolen or static energy is passed on through generations sometimes; it can be passed on from anybody to anybody, through substances, like the Hindus do for example.

The Hindus literally beat the energy out of rocks and trees and natural animals and humans and get that trauma energy into substances like food which they 'share' as 'prasad'.

I know this because I have gone deeply into Hinduism - read nearly all the epics and visited temples all across India. What is the practice of mainstream Hinduism today is nothing but violence and is a parasitic entity that hijacked a form of deep wisdom that parasites can quote and use as cover for their incredible crimes against humanity.

The other religions have their versions of it. There is not one mainstream religion today that does not institutionally abuse humans.

Rape rituals are essentially beating the energy out of a 'shakti' or female energy body.

In the old days they used to seduce human women and deceive them into energy sharing or sex, but they've lost the ability to do that for a long while now, and there are very few actual human women left now that they have access to.

So they have to find and steal babies and little ones to rape - the sooner the better because you have to pluck the fruit before someone else plucks it (actual words used by a thug).

There are several different sorts of rape rituals - some very basic and just violence.

Some are like the one I was put through, with the aspect of severe emotional trauma involved. All those I thought were my 'family' were there at the torture ritual, each with their well written dialogues to say to me to cause maximum trauma. The combination of emotional trauma and physical violence resulted in severe stress hormones being released into my blood, sweat, tears etc.

These were injected out of me, collected, wiped etc. through the ritual at every stage.

They have been used in movies, music and 'terrorist attacks etc.

Because I am of the 'root stock' of the matrilineal lines in the human DNA pool, what I feel and what I 'telecast' is felt immediately very strong by other humans. All humans come from my line through their mothers.

Human men for example become instantly protective of anyone carrying my hormones in general and when my rape ritual hormones are used, it's like a primal call for help.

It's next to impossible for a human man not to respond to my trauma hormones, unless he's been bombarded with them so much, he begins to see the difference between real trauma and a real human and a fake human carrying human energies and/or trauma hormones.

Human women feel like they are being raped when the rape ritual hormones come around. It is

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