Thursday Tidings

They thought they Were Free

So they updated my husband’s visa case. They changed the designation from “In Review” to “Under Administrative Processing.” I am disappointed though not entirely surprised.

The FAQ for what this means is terribly unhelpful. In Review has a time limit applied to it: usually you can expect a visa decision within 5 to 15 business days. Under Administrative Processing means that an outside agency needs to review the visa application due to inconsistencies or anomalies. They can keep that baby on ice for years or even decades on this. Or it could be cleared up with a phone call today.

It’s entirely possible that this hiccup is something on Ka’s side. He did stay in jail for 2 1/2 years, but that case has been well documented. Whether you believe the prosecutor’s story of reckless driving or not the schoolteacher’s death was simply a tragic accident. Meanwhile our politicians sign bombs that are dropped on children in Gaza.

This could be punishment for refusing vaccines on religious grounds, something which is within my husband’s legal rights to do but which they do not allow in practice. You might think that was all my doing but my husband refused hospital treatment or snake antivenom after getting bitten by a pit viper, for goodness sakes. He avoids modern medical care at least as much as I do. But I’m the only one who is critical of vaccines in a vocal manner who is doing any research on the fraudulent basis of their design.

Ka really has no social media presence and hasn’t for years. He’s not an activist or critical of anything. Mostly he just wants to come to America with me to open a Thai restaurant. For some odd reason he has a strong desire to go where his wife goes.

I get the feeling that this administrative punishment is not really about Ka. I’ve been picking up a lot of new subscribers and even a few new paid subs. Welcome aboard spooks! I wonder how many billable hours by how many agents might be spent by our government pouring through the million words I’ve written across various platforms over the years? Let’s just say that I came up with an extremely unconventional marketing strategy to sell my story.

See I can’t change names or birthdays or any aspect of my story. Some of the greatest secrets of mankind are hiding in plain sight in all of those massive government databases. I’m too much of a scientist to let that data be lost or hidden by fictionalizing people and events. I don’t even edit photographs or videos.

I’ve got some of the other shitposters beat. I KNOW I am being tracked.

Mostly this entire farce is about declaring humanity illegal so that the population will work for slave wages.

I emailed the US Embassy with some questions and asked if we can pick up Ka’s passport without a visa stamp. Poland is nice this time of year, right? They have not answered my question.

I suspect that there are some in there who are sympathetic to my cause. But it should have been evident during the Covid debacle that the people who we thought were in charge are not in charge of anything. They aren’t running the show but they were the ones dumb enough to sign their name on the line. The scorpions at the top have gamed this stuff out for several Millenia.

The harmonics in musical sequences are exactly like the fractals in math. It’s almost like the universe has an intelligent design. It also has an inerconnected one.

As much as I’d love to not care about a government shutdown, my guess is that some billable hours will have to be deferred by some spooks on the visa case over it. What’s another five years, I guess?

I have been pondering the interconnectedness of life lately. Could all of these atrocities be upsetting the balance of the duality hence forcing a reckoning? As above, so below. When you kill somebody you kill yourself.

They have made it not only convenient but necessary for self preservation to believe the lie.

For those who have read my writing for a long time regarding my question at the top, I have never worked as a waittress. I was a Stable Hand back at Otterbein College, I worked as a Market Researcher at the Santa Monica mall and I taught Sociology 101 when I was in graduate school at BGSU. I also worked as a surveyer for the US Census bureau in 2009 in Los Angeles. The spooks probably already knew that.

This was one of my father’s favorite songs and it has been going through my head. Don’t judge me if I say a prayer to him seeking guidance. Like most people I take to heart different things in the Bible and discard a lot of nonsense in say Judges, Deuterotomy, Numbers and Exodus.

Ephesians 6:12

¹² For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.

That’s my story….

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