also, while everything else has been going down since 2020 and especially for the last few weeks, I have been working on the retroactive interpolation of a better childbirth and delivery of my one born son, Ian. It led me to such a dangerous place. I knew that I could have risk death for this; I didn’t know the hows or whys of this. It turned into needing a surrogate mother for the final stages of the pregnancy. I was just too weak. And a woman had to be found. And I went through the strangest experiences and then Ian met with a woman who could help. But it became seriously dangerous for him as well.
We were met with a final success in this endeavor yesterday, after all this time, with everything else that has been going down, while I have been—as already stated—been winding up penance and atonement here in this floor over a lifetime of woes and uncorrected evils on my soul even from my earliest childhood that was without guidance or correction. So that I could step right in—retroactively—for Ian—across all these years.
so, we were met with success yesterday: Ian the newborn, safe and holy and pure in my arms.
what Ian has to say about this I don’t know but that is my experience of the last four years or a major theme in them.
A serious positive work that was going on with all this talk of ALIENS and abortion. And sin.


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