Curezone might ban me…

I am getting a warning to post that I might not be here much longer. My main support has been gotten to by the long time hybrid trained flunkies, like that loquat guy. They’ve got him wondering if he’s ‘sold his soul’ to save curezone.

The overarching sentence is sad. She’d tell him personally that actually he’s saved them both, because he more likely sold his soul when he sold curezone. The ‘devil’ was just one more of their employees.

So maybe I’ll be gone soon–I know they can always find a way to be rid of someone they want gone. 😦 But it means for now, enough folks are aware of the cartel criminals and maybe some other place needs me more.

I just make my daily posts here.

A bunch of regular El-*th with PTSD…

Well, my lungs are getting to where I’m rarely coughing–just that healing tickle you get at the end of a cold, but it can definitely make you cough!

And Zen was the regular El-*th who attacked me, and he was attacking me as David1o1 so he could piggyback his abusive energy on the internet connection since I am under that dome. That’s why he was going on and on, to make me stay connected so he could keep sending that energy. *ack*

He’s getting some El-*th punishment for a while now, basically everything he did to me but in a containment field where he can’t even scratch his nose, much less the areas he made me itch and burn.

And it muffles his meta skill to regenerate, so he’s stuck with it until he is allowed out. And near the end, they’re going to throw in that lung stuff. It’s like it was a corrosive energy that was actually eating away at everything.

Then, the regular elf gal who took his place also was going on and on, attacking me—apparently there were a bunch of El-*th who survived the dragon/El-*th war and the attendant PTSD, all kinda of grumbling under their breath and egging Zen on.

And she was one of them. I’m getting she was trying the energy thing too, but as soon as I figured out what Zen was up to, I fixed my energy shield to protect me from El-*th too. Plus Celeste is putting in some extra juice, just in case.

So she wasn’t able to get to me. It got me to thinking. It’s clear that the regular El-*th can be quite dysfunctional too, despite being at least 225 million years old. Heck the dragon/El-*h war was 110 million years ago. I haven’t seen this level of petty and mean behavior in the high El-*th though. Whew.

But I’m realizing that Zen had no idea he was so disliked because the rest of the regular El-*th never told him. Just like earth bureaucracies, they just promote the ones they don’t like to get them out of their hair because it’s practically impossible to fire a civil servant.

He made it all the way to Speaker for the regular El-*th and never knew it was because no body liked him. And that’s the problem with that kind of dishonesty–you end up working for them, and it bites you in the butt, hard.

So I went to King Elan, and pointed out this PTSD thing was more widespread than just Zen. I was becoming aware that there were a whole bunch, and I was a bit stressed after this run in with Zen about another of them going off the rails.

I suggested for their piece of mind and mine, it might be advantageous to sent this group back to the home world and do a bit of EFT for them. King Elan is working on learning it so he can be more helpful to his people, and saw this was definitely a possible temporary solution to the issue.

So the anti-dragon PTSD possible folks were asked to prepare to leave for a bit (and couple high El-*th chose to go as well) The king said there was no shame in going. The trauma was quite impactful despite the length of time passed.

That he would be coming back home soon to help clear it, if possible, and that he would be here in the meantime working how to approach it.

So they left this morning. I had tsked the high El-*th for calling them the lesser El-*th when I first encountered them, but I’m really understanding why now. They are Roddenberry’s Romulans—no where near as evolved as the Vulcans (high El-*th). I encouraged them to call them regular el-*th instead. That it might have been damaging their self esteem and such. Huh. I might have been wrong.

Celeste apologized also. She knew my dragon rider behavior (although muffled a bit by being human) could bother those El-*th who’d survived that trauma. But it was a risk she had to take.

She needed someone who wouldn’t back down and melt if somebody didn’t like them, or who cared one whit about what others thought of them. That takes predator origins. And dragons are the apex predators. I was her best candidate, but risky at the same time.

Dr. Hulda Clark, a True hero…

Obviously I greatly admire Dr. Clark. She was a total pioneer in cataloging what frequencies went with what thing. And identifying that parasites were behind 99% of all ‘disease’.

The cataloging was the basis of her PhD. As she was cataloging these frequencies, she kept running into unexpected commonalities. Every one with cancer, had beef liver flukes in their liver and isopropyl alcohol too.

Everyone with diabetes had pancreatic sheep flukes in the pancreas along with wood alcohol. And the list went on and on. Nearly every single big money making ‘disease’ had both a parasite and toxin associated with it. So she set about using her learnings to help humanity. I don’t think she realized the extent of the ‘elites’ plot at first. She thought she was discovering a new problem.

Anyway when I hear something right, it clicks with me and from the first minute I knew I was finding the best way back to full health. I just knew it.

I had been trying some of the other piddy-putzy ways espoused/hawked here, and getting absolutely no where, but the pharmaceutical cartel surely appreciated it. *cha-ching*. I had been diagnosed with diabetes and had the most painful hiatal hernia, that was happening more and more often.

I started her protocol, using her two week cleanse and following her instructions for zapping and then her maintenance schedule. Her son invented the zapper for her so she could have a more portable unit. So she was the expert on it’s use. There are different kinds of zappers now, some more based on the rife type frequencies, I think.

But they discovered her son’s zapper actually did so well because of the wave shape of the battery current. First, she’d do frequency test with her sycrometer to determine what parasites and pathogens were present in the body, and zap, and test again to find they’d all be dead. That ability to test is what sets her work apart. And since the sycrometer is hard to learn and get test slides for (what a coincidence, right?), most can’t duplicate her work, much to the ‘elites’ relief, I’m sure.

But I got one of her sycrometers and actually manged to learn to use it (on water). Too bad a group of more diverse and better trained engineers couldn’t have designed one of these, as I’m sure her son did the best he could, but he wasn’t a specialist, hence it was hard to use and quite primitive.. But if you think zapper denying is bad, just wait to hear what’d be done if some group like that ever dared to build a better sycrometer. That’s far more dangerous to their agenda than a zapper.

Getting fired for life would be the least of the punishments, I’m sure. Anyway, I just didn’t have the gumption to build a set of test stuff, like parasite slides, organ slides, etc. I just decided to trust her findings, because they felt right to me.

By the end of that two weeks, my blood Sugar was back into the normal range, and that horrid hiatal hernia never happened again. What a relief.

But she found parasites for things like IBS, Fibromyalgia, dementia/Alzheimers, each with their own toxin. I’m not sure if she ever figured out that this was actually the cartel was using these parasites on purpose to create these multi-billion dollars in profit ‘diseases’. I think they killed her to make sure she wouldn’t.

I’ll be the first to admit, while her writing style is very homey and easy to understand, her books are very poorly organized and poorly indexed, and digging through the information there can be difficult, but it has soooo been worth it to me.

She was hounded by the ‘elites’ throughout her career via their various alphabet soup agencies (ask parazapper about that-take it to mean, yes, indeed, his zappers work!), in fact they arrested her in the middle of the night and held her incommunicado for 2 weeks, not even allowing her a lawyer.

She luckily had some heavy weight supporters willing to pound the system to finally get her freed. They brought her into the courtroom, the judge took one look at the charges and threw them out of court. He apologized profusely and told her he had no idea why they’d arrested her in the first place and then held her like that.

I think she ended up making a deal with the ‘elites’ so they’d leave her clinic alone because she didn’t expose cancer as the fungus it is. She wibble wobbled, although she surely knew because she healed it all the time at her clinic, and it would have shown up clearly on her sycrometer’s readings.

In the end, they killed her anyway. And to make it seem her method didn’t work, they poisoned her with cadmium, which mimics cancer at the end. They could point and say—‘see. she’s a quack–she couldn’t even save herself’. I really wish they test her body for cadmium. 😦

A link to a copy of her book, ‘Cure for All Diseases’:

http://www.curezone.org/ig/i.asp?i=37238

 

The El-*th who hates me attacked me with energy…

1/28/16 I just realized last night,  that what I thought was a unusually long detoxing was in fact, that one El-*th who hated me, sending damaging energy to hurt me for the last 5 weeks. The sudden appearance of the lung stuff, which I thought weird since it showed so late in the detox, wasn’t at all detox, it was this asshat abusing me for his being demoted.

My dragon attitude triggered his PTSD from the dragon/El-*th war and he was very unpleasant to me. But apparently it was just the straw that broke the camel’s back. The rest of the regular elves had been getting more and more unhappy with him in charge. And this was an ideal chance to get rid of him. They knew he’d blame me, since they’d never said anything to him–think scary potentially really mean boss.

So now he did blame his being fired for spokesperson for the regular elves on me. Which they hoped, so he wouldn’t be mad at them. The El-*th should be way past this kind of passive-aggressive stuff, but apparently it is still a learning edge for them. They were appalled that he actually had attacked me with energy like that though since I’m a human, weaker and more vulnerable than them, but I still felt some relief on their part that it wasn’t one of them.

I can protect myself from this kind of attack quite well actually, but my protective shield was set up for blocking the hybrids and their minions trying this stuff, not an El-*th.

And he was blocking my stroke recovery and other things I’m working on. And the lung stuff would have caused permanent damage, had it gone on much longer. EFT probably could have fixed it, but more hassle.

The king apologized profusely and asked master Hambreth to send some healing energy as a further apology. I can’t feel it, but the other El-*th’s abusive energy took a couple of days for the lung stuff to really get going so imagine it’ll take a bit before I feel this too.

I wanted more proof that this isn’t all my imagination—Well, thanks! *ack*

I am feeling like things are getting better already, but it’ll take a bit, especially my lungs.

Curezone employees disappearing, one by one…

More and more of them disappearing, which I know is because they’re being arrested and can’t post any more. And a couple of the long time employees are very quiet. Nobody posting product hawking posts that the other posters can use to ‘advise’ which products they should buy.

And I started posting new topics, not just responses to their negative topics, so regular posters will see the positive msg first, whereas buried down under the negative posts, they may not. I really drew out the bully cartel employees though. Huge threads, which is bringing up the forum constantly, encouraging posters to go to that forum where they’ll see my positive topics more, hopefully.

I realized yesterday who these ’employees’ actually are. They are actors who responded to the call for crisis actors. The ‘crisis’ actors got picked and then they offered this ‘acting’ job to work at curezone, pretending to be all these ‘sick’/advice giving regular people looking for help and giving sales pitches about which drug, supplement, or other basically useless ‘cure’ to ‘try’. Maybe a few out of work script writers too. Easy to see why they were out of work! *lol*

They think it’s just a job, not criminal behavior. I think it stuns some of the newer ones when I point that out. I’m sure this has turned into a nightmare job for them, with me having shown up and taking them all to task for it. Defending against the truth is hard work, compared to how easy they had it before. it was just one puppet show after another–ohhh help meeee,–try this—try that—and so on.

Well, it’s resolved…

I sent a msg to the web master asking if I was banned and could he please unban me if so. He’s been part of the reason I’m still there. So I knew he would probably fix loquat1 hacking ‘ban’. I got back in shortly after that, so I send another, thanking him and also apologizing if I’d bothered him when it was only some kind of glitch.

I got the strong impression I should wait to post anything til today though. I suspect the web master knew it was that loquat guy, and needed him to log back on, so he could ban him. If he’d seen any post from me, it might have warned him. I have no idea how any of that stuff works, but that’s what I’m being told.

It appears loquat1, curezone user has blocked me at CureZone…

Not sure but I’ll post here for now. 🙂 Not sure how but he is that hacker guy, so if any one could, it’d be him. I’m hearing it’s because I connected with him by email on the program. Somehow it gave him access to my account. Ishoulda believed my gut with it’s vile pit viper.

Oh well learning abounds. I guess 3 lightening bolts to his house that fried his puter and I’m hearing did quite a bit of damage, wasn’t enough. He’s obviously thinking like a hybrid–he can beat a ‘god’. Somehow, he thinks it my fault. Well, OK. Since it wasn’t, I can only guess what Celeste will do in response.

More about spirits sharing the pain you caused them…

Another bit of info popped thru as I was remembering that the animal spirits wait too, to share the pain, when it hit me. So do all the loved ones of whoever you hurt, especially if you killed them, even at war.

It was one of the real reasons women didn’t fight. With their increased ability to connect, they usually had more loved ones who’d come and share their pain from losing them, than a man did. Kids too. So it’s instinctive to want to avoid that pain of their suffering, even today. The real reason most will hesitate to kill women and children.

Although the hybrids finally managed to make people forget that too, by instilling in women, we deserve to fight for our country too.

 

A Celeste-sent sign and dream…

The overarching sentience sent me a sign, since I wanted a bit of reassurance.I thought maybe a lightening bolt. I’m pretty sure at least one fellow can attest to her ability to do that, costing him his computer and the wiring in his house, from 3 direct strikes, but he may not want to say.

My sweetie and I were on our way to lunch Sunday, when we saw this perfect bright piece of rainbow, against a dark bank of clouds. Not the whole thing. Just one chunk right in front of us. I couldn’t see any breaks in the clouds where the light could have been shining thru to make this.

It stay bright for a few seconds and then faded immediately away before we got to the bottom of the hill and turned the corner. No rainbows anywhere else for the rest of the day.

The timing and location was was impeccable. It couldn’t have better. I know it was for me. 🙂 I’ve never seen just a brilliant piece like that before.

Then, this morning I had a dream. It’s the first one I’ve been able to see as a dream sent by Celeste. My dreams have always been weird but usually broken up with no plot, just little episodes of rational.

This time a bunch of folks, and me and my sweetie were standing around, scattered around like we were waiting for something, some up on the stairs to see better, dressed in everything from fancy evening wear, to causal day wear, to pajamas. Then a gal came from somewhere and instructed us to turn in our coats. It was sorta chilly but every one did albeit with grumbles.

She then lead us over to a pen where kittens, puppies and other baby animals were playing and told us to pick which ones we wanted to kill and make our new coat from. I was shocked and wondered why they wanted us to do such a horrible thing. I even said how easy this should be, considering my dragon rider origins.

The guide smiled and nodded, and like usual, the folks in the group looked at me like I was nuts or something. I petted the adorable little animals for a while, while others chose their desired animals. There was folks walking around with fur coats, one quite fancy with white and brown fur and a hood with strings that ended with a fluff ball.

I just couldn’t bear to chose one, nor my sweetie. Finally, I pulled one of the guides aside and asked if I couldn’t just make it from cloth or something instead. She bust into this huge grin and said, “Of course you can” and I realized that was what they were doing. Seeing if you’d grown enough to put life above your own comfort.

And then this lightening rumbling started and I instinctively huddled down, but the guide stood and pointed up. Smiling and saying ‘Oh look, she’s peeking thru. Do you see her?’

And I looked up and sure enough there was this crackly purple lightening ball behind a little cloud. I smiled and gave a little wave, and she sent out a couple little bolts in return. When I waved though, the other folks turned to stare at me, again. I don’t think they saw her wave back.

The guides took us to the cafeteria next where every one stood in line, and picked and got food. I had some sort of sandwich thing, but as they were ready to hand it to me, they poured banana syrup all over it. Yuck! I asked why in heck did they do that, and the kitchen staff just smiled.

My sweetie got an ice cream cone and they poured tuna juice on his. At that point, as we walked to the seating area, I got the feeling I was dead now. I asked my sweetie, and he said, yeah, that was why he was here too. He just didn’t see any reason to go on and I woke up.

In that almost awake state, I figured out why the guide smiled when I asked to make my coat from cloth, not animals, and why they put such weird stuff on the food.

By that time, I was awake and confirmed that as a sent dream, that it was a test for judging how far along you were with valuing other life and that the weird flavor stuff was to keep people from just settling at that level.

It was too unpleasant to want to hang around, so you’d keep moving on to the next level, hopefully with better food, and more different tests, as information about your spirit progress for better figuring out where your next life needed to be. Based on your actual behavior, not what you’ll think you believe.

And then I realized that’s how she can send information not specifically asked for. In the dream state, if your brain can’t handle it, it just ignores it. A conscious brain doesn’t.

 

Yet another attempt to discredit me…

Oh, Mr. Logical has tried yet again to discredit me. I’m pretty sure though, that his ‘reasonable/rational/calm’ demeanor isn’t fooling much of anyone. It doesn’t have any feeling of truth in it. So here’s his post:

“This may be a strange take, but after months of reading its posts, I’m convinced it is exactly what it rants against. I believe its sole purpose on CZ is to discredit CZ and its users. It is trying to make a mockery of CZ. It may very well be one of those “pharma Conspiracy elites” in disguise its always rambling on about. No one else brings up the subject but it. Sort of like the pot calling the kettle black. The pot isn’t just like the kettle in this case… The pot IS the kettle. It doesn’t like curezone and is trying to take it down. This is the most logical conclusion I can come up with.

It has obviously never experienced parasites because it never has experienced any of the symptoms the rest of us have and is often telling people they are making a big deal out of nothing and that other posters don’t really have parasites. Even when they are providing photographic proof!

To quote old Willy, ‘Methinks the lady doth protest too much’… If you look at it from that perspective and then go back and read some of its posts it starts to seem all too likely that its intentions are not good at all. It is evil and devisive. It serves no purpose other than to divide and discredit. The ultimate troll. Ignore all of its posts. Stop referring to it as if its a person. It has no humanity.

Huh… My answer:

“Well ——, as infested with pharmaceutical cartel employees as CureZone is, you’re right. It’s not a healthy place any more. I loved the CureZone 13 years ago.

I’m trying to bring it back. That is sooo evil, I know, actually helping folks get well and not properly paying homage and supporting the cartel by buying all the ‘drugs/supplements’ you guys are hawking here. That’s so horrible of me. How can I sleep at nite?? Bawhahaha!

I’m guessing it’s pretty much the other way around, now that you mention it. How do you sleep at night? Any way, back then CZ had very few of the employees–it really was about educating, NOT medicating. There was NOTHING about using ‘drugs’ safely–everybody then knew there was no such thing.

Other than parazapper, I think, (except an occasional post from a real person which usually gets ignored), the rest are all employees busy making up fake names and ‘diseases’ so that the other employees can ‘recommend’ aka sell more and more supplements/drugs, and also pretend horrid, damaging protocols like turpentine/iodine are real and helpful things.

But those type of things definitely make people sicker in the long run and needing more and more stuff to try and balance out the damage that crap is doing. And why parazapper and I are constantly attacked and said to be one person, even though anybody with a whit of sense can tell we’re not.

If you zap which is a required part of Dr. Clark’s protocol along with the herbs she uses, you’ll only need a couple herbs. Where’s the money in that?? Plus it’ll stop nearly every cartel humongous money making ‘disease’ that they’re robbing us with, like cancer, diabetes, ‘auto’immune diseases, IBS type diseases, and the list goes on and on.

Gee, you don’t think the cartel would invest even a couple hundred thousand bucks in spin control/disease inventing/deniers employees for Dr. Clark’s protocol, since it actually is the most effective method to deal with parasites BECAUSE it uses a ZAPPER? Oh surely not. I can’t imagine them wanting to keep their trillion dollar income stream, can you??

Because those are actually just parasite infestation symptoms and their infections, which doctors have been thoroughly mistrained (and untrained) to not recognize. Of course, there comes a point where the parasite’s infection, if left unaddressed will kill you as in the case of the ‘cancer’ fungus. And becoming well has motivated me to be here—at 60, not being well is almost a guarantee if you haven’t successfully addressed the parasite issue, as I did.

Whereas most of the employees here are probably young enough, they don’t actually have those problems yet, and are just looking up ‘disease’ symptoms and posting them to give the other employees a chance to make their sales pitch. They rarely know the details of their ‘problem’ other than what they first posted.

And, yes, I’m attempting to destroy that false ‘drug/supplement hawking’ norm. Since nearly every single ‘regular’ poster is an employee, it takes a LOT of addressing. Hardly too much. I’m not even addressing a lot of the other ‘issues’, just parasites.”

He obviously was working on that for a while. It’s surprising to me he persists. He’s one of the posters I see being coerced into posting. I guess the boss lady musta fired off an email. reminding of his ‘obligation’ before they arrested her.

So things ought to start slowing down more. I’m learning she was rehiring for those employees that ‘disappeared’. And so now, her bosses are not around to rehire her position.