Nasi bs, la chica

Nile delta old town of Mendes: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mendes

This copy of the medal of Dona Gracia (the younger?) is from the 2002 book on all this, “The Woman Who Defied Kings,” by Andree Aeolian Brooks. I think that posting it is simply “Fair Use” of published materials, but there’s a picture of Duke Ercole of Ferrara that goes with it, and then the next page is this peculiar bit that I think is connected to ovary-begetting.This is more or less the same pattern as the “Briseis” taking females for slavery and I think that if this girl isn’t exactly from the Briseis line of people then it’s the same pattern used on her and that I’m descended maybe more specifically from her. It’s said to be a medal made of Dona Gracia but I think it’s of her daughter or niece. Then a horrifying thought occurred to me that maybe the female-parent I’d gotten is also from one of these Nasi-owned “lines” or genotypes of people, because they seem to be using quite a few of them in this “Armageddon Program” or what goes on underneath wherever I go all these decades. For instance, that that line of people doesn’t particularly like my line of people is traditional, so in this “Program” they have the whole fraud-family of stereotypes like arguing about me as like a comedy-entertainment. Trying to get myself out of this. I just checked the email and there’s still not a response to the last time, just last week or the weekend before, the Saturday before last, I’d mailed for some more of the Florence Sabin letters. It’s like my only bright spot to get a few more of those and make some progress toward this larger picture of how this relatively-small conspiracy has taken over the planet earth by rigging up this “cannibalism-monopoly” to try to describe what we’re all stranded in now. Then the predominant factor is probably even moreso the serotonin that they get as the byproduct of the cannibalism, and the other things made with brain chemicals, but I think serotonin is the favorite, would guess that, that “LSD” is preferable to the speed or other types of highs. I hope tomorrow isn’t (messed up = a phrase I try to avoid,) a bad day.

About kathyfoshay

I'm all alone with the real end of the world and always looking for assistance and no one's ever contacted me from the hundreds of letters I'd sent while at the big homeless shelter, 2nd and D Streets, NW, as though anyone that tries to contact me gets disappeared, my life used as a LURE-gimmick that goes to how that Armageddon prophecy in that book of Revelation has been being snuck-through, and this is sort of the bottom of the barrel of ideas for trying to find assistance, thinking I could get all my various writings on this in one place that letter-recipients could then look up if they're interested. That means I'd have to see if I can send my emails to here, how to do that. Wordpress said there is a way but it entails that spam would also get the email address. My time for now it up I guess. Working in this sitting position isn't healthy for me but I've always got to be doing something toward trying to get hold of someone to help me. It's like I'm a microcosm of the Earth or the human race and if someone could help me out of this torture then that'd be a start on trying to get the whole Earth out of this. 5/1/17, still all this, etc., same situation. (7/14/18 now....) Now it's 2019.
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