The Child Traffickers

Now it just so happens that this next story is actually tied to an individual that played a crucial role in my awakening during the time of that, shall we say, "out of body experience". We will call him "the familiar". It turns out he had freemasonic connections that were, on the surface, seemingly beneficial. The language they taught him revolving around the knowledge of the tetragrammaton which represents earth, air, fire, water, and spirit, seemed to produce universal characteristics which many might recognize if they were to become familiar with freemasonry.

As it turns out, their friendliness is the first sign of their malevolence. He believed but struggled to prove all his life that it was in fact the ones who offered him "the keys" that were also manipulating and steering the course of his life, presumably to never themselves and their dark secrets be revealed to him. He called this specific group, whom i believe to be within but not the entirety of, the local freemasonic lodge, "the colony". The question is, why did he believe this? What was their dark secret?

Fast forward some years and the familiar had been murdered in cold blood. It was in fact 6 months after his murder that i had first heard about it. It just so happened that two very significant events took place in my life that acted as the necessary clues that later revealed who in fact "the colony" was. 

So lets go back to about 8 months prior to the murder. I was at the point of desperation for self support that i had been fighting to get on disability. After being denied twice i decided to go to a mental hospital (what a terrible and dangerous place to be for your soul!) In order to provide better evidence for the disability case.

It was on the third day that a new patient arrived with a peculiar interest in my knowledge. By peculiar i mean she was perfectly bubbly and personable compared to everyone else and more specifically she acted as though she had to know EVERYTHING i knew. She would write down every single detail and this of course gave me joy at the time because no one ever really listens to the truth. Get this, she was apparently the wife of a CIA agent. I know, crazy right? Well i got to meet him, TWICE. Now to this day i could not tell you for certain whether or not he was legit. due to my being hypnotized i never asked to see credentials but my empathic ability at the time seemed to indicate fully that he was real. What i failed to realize until MUCH later and much too late, so was "the wife". Even if not official, they employed her atleast for that scenario i think due to her impeccable acting ability. 

More details on him later. Fast forward now 4 months after the murder and a certain predatory individual some of you know about was stealing from storage units and dumping everything he took, in our yard (he lived in the trailer on the property). This individual had managed to uncover a hidden gem of evidence that would serve to reveal the identity of the ring leader of "the colony"!

To this day i have no idea where he found it and i always assume it was just another storage unit however according to our previous local SHERIFF CHARLES WAGNER, (highlighted for good reason) it came from HIS property. The reason he claimed this i surmise was due to his inability to procure a warrant for the search of our property for 2 WEEKS since HIS alleged property had been stolen (i discovered that those items had been in his possession for that amount of time according to the thief).

The reason the warrant was so difficult to obtain was due to just how thorough the thief had been while committing his crimes. The only reason the police had any idea who the thief was, was due to a slip up at one of the storage unit facilities. An incident which he told me about. He had gone too early and the night shift manager had not yet left for the day and he had approached the chained gate in mask and gloves when that manager spotted him and his vehicle. The thief fled and was not caught however a detailed description was given for that vehicle. Not long later on another day he was giving me a ride to a friends when we were pulled over and the officer was forthcoming with the information that that vehicle was suspected of being involved in those crimes.

So back to the warrantless invasion of our property. The sheriff had arrived early morning to drag the thief off in hand cuffs with nothing more than an affadavit. He then held the thiefs mother and father (who was a disabled elderly vet in a powered chair) outside for 4 hours awaiting the warrant they did not yet have and then spent another 2 hours searching the trailer all the while not allowing the father to use the restroom causing him to nearly shit himself.

So what was so important that wagner just HAD to violate the law for? Well the mother mentioned later that week that "if i find anything full of money in the trailer, that that belonged to her dad and she was saving it for a rainy day. Now mind you these ppl are poor. That rainy day came and went MANY a time. It was obvious i was being lied to for the sake of their son. I asked where it was hidden and after some finessing she mentioned the mattress. So i went a hunting! What i discovered under the mattress were three 7 foot long plywood panels running vertically parallel. The third was unscrewed half way down. Once lifted there seemed to be a slight impression in the carpet where something rectangular had been placed. I was told it could be in a suit case. Seems that mystery was solved but a new mystery began! Why would the sheriff be in possession of what was allegedly about 1 million dollars in unmarked bills?

Thats where the clues started coming together. Once i had heard that the familiar had been murdered and after i had been informed of the clues he had left behind just prior. One being that he told someone that he believed a man named john locman, who is a lawyer in this area apparently, would pay to have him killed. Then just one day prior to the killing he sent a message to a child hood friend stating simply that he had "found the colony".

So all the signs were in place within my mind and mine alone and they all pointed at wagner and the freemasons. What i deduced, based on my knowledge of the familiars possible vendetta against pedophiles, due to his own father having raped him as a child, and that of the vastness of child trafficking throughout the world, of which i had long been aware of, the "colony," which is a term derived from "endospore colony" (google it) which is the scientific basis behind the language the masons taught the familiar, was a group of child traffickers and a million dollars cash is like a big neon sign saying HIM with an arrow pointing at wagner.

This is when things took on a very dangerous atmosphere. Remember the CIA agent? His occupation according to him was hunting child traffickers. They showed up to the mental hospital just as soon as they heard i had arrived there but i did not yet realize this. They still had a hook in me as I was still friends with his wife on facebook. I was THINKING i had a direct line to a powerful agency that could shut these bastards down. So i sent out a message with what i knew. It was the very next day that sheriffs deputy vehicles began rolling around my neighborhood and places where i frequented.

It was the day that i went across the street with 2 friends to go running on the track there when another deputy vehicle passed by us very slowly TWICE, (mind you this is a city, they had no business patrolling these areas) that it started to dawn on me that these appearances were far more than coincidence. That night it finally clicked. I should have realized the CIA could be involved. I had already heard more than once that the trafficking stretches from top to bottom in our society. From police all the way up to the vatican and beyond. I had been duped from the start.

"The colony" wasn't just watching and manipulating the familiar, they were putting tabs on anyone he was close to, ESPECIALLY me. My nature as an indigo and truth seeker must have made me a prime target for them to be concerned about so when i informed the agent, i was really informing THEM that i had finally discovered their secret.

For two weeks i was being gang stalked by the sheriffs people. I started to believe they were going to kill me so i did the only thing i knew would save me. I exposed them publicly. I sent messages out to nearly all my facebook friends and posted openly everything i knew. And just like that, they stopped.

Since then, wagner invariably resigned as sheriff. There was also a video put out by a local news agency exposing a police brutality incident involving the sheriff and two of his deputies. Not to mention a close acquaintance of the sheriff being arrested in that same time frame for possession, PRODUCTION, and distribution of child pornography!

I rest my case.

May you rest in peace lewis

The Reckoning - my walk in story

    So it started out with my leaving my body and floating through the ceiling of the RV I was sleeping in and out the other side. I then floated toward the end of the dead end street I was living on at the time where there was a mysterious figure that seemed to represent my loved ones but a face could not be made out distinctively. They were expressing concern for me and I then hugged them and assured them that everything was fine and immediately following this I began to levitate upward toward the sky but peculiarly I did so upside down as if I was being drawn up by my legs. 

    I reached not a source of light but an entire membrane of pure white light. The moment I made contact the whole setting suddenly shifted and i was no longer in that place. I found myself standing in front of what appeared to be my old high school accompanied with a sense of panicked urgency. It was as if it was the first day of school and I was late. Not only that but I had no way of knowing where I needed to be as I received no scheduling or indication of a destination. I only knew that I needed to be there and I felt shame for my tardiness. 

    So I entered the building and the layout swiftly revealed itself to be a labyrinth of impossible directions. Halls that lead nowhere and half staircases became the path confused. Eventually however I reached a hall that revealed something new at its end. It lead to a right angled turn but the odd factor was that all along the wall facing my direction were young men about my age sitting in those little blue school chairs. When reaching the turn I peered down and saw that the hall stretched on eternally until not even light was visible. As far as it stretched those lost souls were lining it. Not but one chair empty just a few paces down. Every one of them were exhibiting the thousand mile stare. None acknowledged my presence or made a sound. Instinctively I sat in the empty chair. 

    Immediately I was overcome with the most horrendous grief and remorse imaginable. All that I knew was complete and utter regret. So for what felt like five minutes I sat there and anguished until I heard a voice in my head instruct me to stand up. So I did and immediately I realized standing before me was a 7 foot tall grey with a large "masculine" jaw which for some reason reminded me of an egyptian pharaoh. It then asked me if this experience was what I wished for myself and naturally my response was a resounding NO. In fact while I could not remember my life as this individual or what and where that life was, I none the less expressed that I strongly desired to go home. 

    All was spoken telepathically. The grey responded simply to quit walking the path I was on and at that point I was freed from this purgatory and the entire setting became more dreamlike until shortly after, I awoke in the RV completely astounded as to what had transpired. That event marked the second intervention and the beginning of my awakening journey as a neophyte (seeker of soul).