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Don't make me say it's so!Yes. So there are no authentic copies available anymore?
I downloaded a copy years ago ...maybe over 10 years....15 years, maybe. It's on an old device (laptop, I think). Bummer. I wonder if it was authentic. I also downloaded Kathleen Sullivan's book somewhere. I never got completely through reading it. I wasn't ready back then. What she wrote was so similar to my experiences.Don't make me say it's so!
Maybe I'll do a deep dive to see if it's available anywhere.
I think I did, long ago. But I will check it tonight.Have you ever read Kathleen Sullivan's book, "Unshackled"?
I'm trying to find where the Disney tunnels are mentioned.Here is a Wayback Machine of Fritz's book, but I know it's been altered/gutted. Mentions of Disney and tunnels are there.
Thank you for sharing this. This is very brave to speak out about it!Do you see us? Do you understand what persecution is?
These photos are a few of my documentations of bruises and marks that result from being punished by the cult for talking, for exposing, for supporting fellow survivors.
I usually try to document with photos. So these are just a few examples. But what's hard for me is my friends don't get it. They hear me, and acknowledge what I say ....but then they go on as if it isn't happening. It's out of sight/out of mind. They don't have to live it, so it's easier for them to just ignore my reality. And they expect me to act normal, as if nothing is happening ...like I don't face actual persecution on a daily basis. This isn't in my head. It's happening in real time, a real and present threat. I am healing from these bruises and "other" injuries as I sit to type this.
This is persecution. The cult hates me because I talk, and that with the help and power of God, I have dismantled their mind control programming over my life. They can no longer access programmed alters, because my alters have been set free by Jesus Christ. They can't use me or my alters for what they intended, to help accomplish a NWO and usher in the Antichrist. So they target and harm me whenever they get a chance. They can no longer use programming cues to access alters, so they use force to access, and then when they cannot get alters to respond (bc most of them have merged/integrated) they punish me. Yes, I still dissociate the actual traumas of the punishments, but not always fully ..and usually, the bits and puzzle pieces come later when I am in a safe place.
Idk if many you realize that every day, I live with threats and the danger of being physically hurt ...and even going to town, people play games with me on the streets, or on occasion, try to k.ll me in an "accident." But God will not allow them to k.ll me before my time. So they target my children, and grandchild/ren.
My youngest son, Matthew, is with the Lord now since January of 2020, because they targeted him to hurt me. Matthew was "expendable " to them because my deprogramming created a breach in their ability to access and program his mind. Before that, my granddaughter, Julie, was stolen and then illegally placed into the home of a cult family because my daughter and granddaughter were living with me and that would greatly limit their access to her.
At this very moment, I am and have been recovering from these bruises (except for the hand bruise, which happened before these last ones) and other injuries. To be discreet, I had trouble walking without pain due to *assaults" that caused bleeding, and bones in the lower region being out of place. (That part is much better now, praise God.)
Do you understand(?) ...this is what I face on a daily basis. And this is what every survivor who comes to Christ and fights for freedom and exposes the evil system, also face! My dear survivor friends on this forum and many off this forum ...know what it is to suffer for their testimony IN CHRIST. We can't walk this journey without Him. HE is our life! HE is our refuge and our fortress!!
@lilygrace & @Psalm-147:3 @Dukubz ...fellow survivors and my dearest friends and best support people.
@doctrox I know you believe me and support survivors.
@Nancy @David in NJ @IndianaRob @Jostler I know you believe me, and thank you for being my friends.
@Angelina @Pearl @lforrest @Heart2Soul @TitusTwoWife this is my reality, and why I speak out. God has brought me through so much, and has laid on my beart to speak out, to expose, to advocate for survivors, to reach ones who need to know there is HOPE in Christ. With Him, we can walk through this path with victory, and even peace that passes understanding.
These things are documented with some medical people I trust.
I know that I'm taking a big risk sharing this much but ....you all are now witnesses. I will tag more as others come to mind.
Thanks for reading.
EDIT: added tag for my sweet survivor friend who just joined today.![]()
The church is dissociative sister. That's what God showed me in 2009 after my 5 children and I were abducted, drugged, and assaulted on Mother's Day inside our barn. When I went to my "friends" at the church I was sent to by God ....my friends accused me of attention-seeking, and said I didn't belong there because they had other women they needed to focus on who actually needed help. I was escorted out of the church. They apologized years later, but that wounding was deeper than the actual trauma, because when you cry out for help, they toss you aside.I experience similar. Even last week or two I told someone, a Christian sister in person, and I even said that they are still coming after me and things are still happening. And literally one minute later she said, how great it is that I am out of all of that. She did not hear what I said. And after that refused to hear more. It's heartbreaking.
It's very sad. I had that too, they just say I pray for you that God helps you, but they do not realize He wants them to be the help. We thought so much about the parable of the Samaritan who was beaten on the street, and Christians are usually the first two ones, who just pass by, going to their Christian thing, they might even pray there, but only the last one is helping the Samaritan. The other two didn't dare to touch him or go near him. That's how most Christians appear to be towards survivors. They don't dare to face it. But survivors do not have any other choice then facing it.The church is dissociative sister. That's what God showed me in 2009 after my 5 children and I were abducted, drugged, and assaulted on Mother's Day inside our barn. When I went to my "friends" at the church I was sent to by God ....my friends accused me of attention-seeking, and said I didn't belong there because they had other women they needed to focus on who actually needed help. I was escorted out of the church. They apologized years later, but that wounding was deeper than the actual trauma, because when you cry out for help, they toss you aside.
I walked through so much alone when God never purposed for us to walk alone.
Why is it that the ones who should be the weakest, have to be the strongest? I know you come alongside others in their needs. But God forbid you ever share what your needs are. But we can't allow our hearts to harden, can we? God help us!
I'm sorry this sister ignored you. Her mind rejected knowing and hearing ...she dissociated. The Church is dissociative. And they dissociate by ignoring, by not listening, by misjudging, condemning ...or even just saying a quick prayer and sending you on your way. Now they did their part and don't have to do anything ....no consolations, or a gentle hug ....or sitting with you and saying, "I see you. I hear you. I believe you. And I really hate that you're going through this persecution. Let me know if I can help in any way. I'll be praying daily for you and asking God what He wants me to do."
You know ....faith without works is dead. If we see a brother or sister in need and we have the means to help them and all we do is say, "Go, be blessed by God." That person's words are a tinkling cymbal. Unprofitable. You get it.
Sister, I'm so blessed and honored that you're in my life. I wouldn't trade it for ANYTHING!!!! YOU are a true GIFT and a BLESSING in my life ...a reason to wake up and keep going. I LOVE YOU ...my Sister in Christ.![]()
I can relate 1,000%. Let's dig in, sister. God has a purpose in the pain. He has a purpose in the storm! I'm determined to hang on with a bulldog bite... to LOVE. That's the one thing satan is out to destroy in us... our love and our tenderness.It is so sad that you had to walk it all by yourself. Healing is taking place in community. Lot's of wounds need healing through love from other people, because the trauma was relational. We can't heal in isolation.
My heart was hardened through it all, I didn't want anything to do with Christians anymore and sometimes it still comes up like that. Still struggling with God. Now I am able to open up again towards Christians, but my heart is still distant and unable to receive love atm, it feels it's just bouncing off.
Amen. He is our rock. He is the ONE we can trust, who does not change, does not move, does not leave, does not let go of us no matter what. He was alone. He was despised by His own. His own received Him not.I can relate 1,000%. Let's dig in, sister. God has a purpose in the pain. He has a purpose in the storm! I'm determined to hang on with a bulldog bite... to LOVE. That's the oje thing satan is out to destroy in us... our love and our tenderness.
I'm reeling a bit myself bc it seems rather than pulling together, ones I thought were my friends are biting and pushing me away. (Not you ....if I have any friends in this world, I know my survivor friends stay.) Maybe it's God pulling the weeds. I'll trust Him.
I just got a picture of ....holding onto a loop in the end of a rope. My hand is numb, but it's not letting go for anything!! Or ...the picture of a woman holding onto a ROCK in the midst of a storm. The Rock is steady and unmovable. And even though the storm is so dark, she cannot see up or down, if she clings to the Rock.... when the storm is over, she finds, the Rock stayed ...it never moved.
I'm saying this to myself as much as I'm saying it to you. Iron sharpens iron!