If this is the fourth dimension that I am in, it would answer some questions about my past.
This may be a more crazier post that I make and be more riskier. But for the longest time, I have been waiting for myself to be harvestable and eventually maybe make it into the fourth dimension. Could that have already happened?
If there was any time that I could have been harvested, it would be around the last time that I was hospitalized (While Under Mental Hygiene Arrest ). It had all the hallmarks of one. Running into a field that was harvested. Leaving all my clothes behind (something that Christians believe happens during rapture). Getting bruise marks all over my body, signifying a less-than-ideal harvest.
Solar Warden
Then I was arrested and taken aboard a Solar Warden spacecraft. They, even in the fourth dimension, wanted me to be killed and replaced by a clone. This would be the easy way since they would not have to explain what happened to me.
As I entered the hospital, there were three attacks on me. First in the first hospital with the Solar Warden. That was overcome. Next came the heart attacks with what seemed like satellites peering through the windows of the blinder free hospital rooms (who does this?). And the final one was just keeping me sealed up in the building without access to the outsides. All of them in one way or another were overcome, and I was let out.
What I didn’t spend time thinking about was the world that I left behind. When I went back on medication, I forgot all about the harvest and being in the fourth dimension. Life seemed normal and my medication has a way of making me normal – not a person who is sensitive to spiritual matters.
After I overcame the second attack (and maybe the third – I am not sure of the timing) I saw a capitol dome collapsing. Arguably this hasn’t happened here in the USA (well may have happened if the lawmakers are all clones). But what if this happened in the world that I left behind, the third dimension?
I remember predicting that during the famine I would be on the news. A man’s disappearance and leaving all clothes behind would put me into the local news but greater than that?
Did the deep state wait until I was safe in the fourth dimensional world to launch attacks on the capitol, New York City? I remember at the hospital seeing a man in a military gas mask. It looked really scary. Was there some sort of a pathogen unleashed after I was gone? In the hospital dining room, there was a picture of what seemed like NYC but to me it looked charred and gone. Did something happen to it?
Even seeing a brief portion of the images makes me realize that it was not for my eyes to see the calamities that awaited that world. They would change me forever. And maybe I was protected from that.
Did an EMP weapon on USA create a very strong famine? As I tried to investigate what happened after I left, recently after briefly stopping my medication, I was shocked. Would parents sell their kids to get money and some food for themselves. How could they ever do that? But surprisingly this is not new, famine has a way of bringing out the worst in parents.
Children that were given into sex trafficking. In a country desperately trying to survive with no good way out. Leaving behind an unthinkable record, forever.
The Deaths
One night, I was not sleeping well, and that happens when I stop the medication. As I tried to do my sex-from-distance, it seemed my therapist was on the other side (or was it someone else?) As I did my thing, I felt something that I never felt before. I felt in the partner’s heart fear. It lasted a few seconds and was gone – but I never felt this much ever before – all I ever felt was sexual related.
Another first, it seemed the partner died during or after the making love. I was told that she went astral and then went to hell. I felt burning around my waist and that was it. I was a little stunned about these events. I felt I killed my therapist.
There was another woman next, and I think she might have died too. This time I was told it was my aunt. Surprisingly I saw a green light show up in darkness – after she died and that may have been her aura – green is special color for an aura, and she is/was one too.
Death seemed came for the house that we were in. I didn’t care doing anything to my parents, but they may also have gone that night. Although the door to my bedroom was closed, I could see across the hallway, my father, in astral form, sitting on my mother’s bed, crying. Was my mother really the first one dead and I had mistaken her for the therapist?
For my parents, I saw one candle lit and another candle with a black flame. I think the former was my father’s and the latter was my mother’s.
So, we had three deaths that night. My parents and my aunt, who lives nearby. Voices were telling me that this was needed for the news. I didn’t care for notifying the news, they would have to discover it on their own.
Next morning, I had an appointment with my therapist who was still there. My parents got up fine too.
Did these deaths happen in the third dimension?
You see that each of these people in the third dimension were suffering, probably significantly, due to the famine. Being released from this would have been a relief and have avoided them further horror and trauma that awaits people in that scenario.
The news probably caught wind of these events and maybe we had more airtime.
Prophecies
Maybe Biden was still president, there were no more elections (martial law was in effect), and the capitol was gone. Just as I had been predicting.
Time after time, I felt really privileged to escape the utter hell behind and be safe in the fourth dimension, where the world still had food, work and peace. To be harvested was not easy and a lot went into making that happen and all for one man – to come back and hopefully save the world.
It’s funny that this would have been the work of the black government. The white one was trying to get me killed.
As I think of the Earth Alliance (a white hat, global military alliance to which the Solar Warden is part), I have a lot of disdain for them. I see hypocrisy. What good would they have done? What was their plan? Put out small fires?
It seems that the third-dimensional governments still have a way of reaching into the fourth dimension to war. Sadly, it is not over.
I am told this is my final destination – something that surprises me. I expected it to be a long stop, like something from Ra’s Law of One teachings. As I sit here, with doubts, little things here and there, I may be experiencing some profound situations there ever were and not know it. Much may be kept from me. And much may be on the line.