Okay, so which is it, NESARA/GESARA Jubilee, or is clif High right and we have many difficult years ahead of us? I donít see how both can be correct. Naturally Iíd rather see the first, Iíll call it NG, unfold for us and the world. But, until all the evil actors are rounded up and disposed of, perhaps I should have said dealt with, I donít see how NG can happen. It isnít that clif has always been right either, though I believe his Ďpropheciesí as he calls them, have been right far more often than the NG scenario.
I have been hearing and reading about NG for at least the last two decades, from Benjamin Fulford and others. Sorry, but I can only hold my breath for so long. As for clif, I remember him predicting that by last fall, there would be a massive die off from the spike protein in these bio-engineered, weaponized, emergency drugs masquerading as Ďsafe and effective vaccines.í There certainly was an uptick but not anything massive that would have had even the normies and the Lame Stream Media talking about it.
Clif also said that something really serious would happen that would get everyoneís attention between December 13th to 15th last year. If it did, I missed it. Trucks were supposed to be dead on the side of the road, grocery stores would have nothing but empty shelves. All of those things might have happened somewhere else. But not around here. So, I had to wonder if clif was interpreting his data incorrectly or reading for the wrong time frame. As for NG, Iíve been waiting for that to happen for so long, if it really did happen, someone would have to perform CPR on me.
This is the reason I skip over some bloggers. Their information may be interesting, but their sources are often questionable and they have to keep moving the goal post. After a while they lose a lot of their audience/followers. So, my advice would be, hope for the best, but prepare for the worst. That way if clif is right, we will be well prepared for about anything and not caught off guard hoping for Ďpie in the skyí predictions to come true that have been collecting dust for some time.
I believe this is the perfect time to share with Rumor Mill readers a vision I received a few years ago. First of all, I would have to say that Iím not the sort of person to be given a vision or prophecy. While I consider myself to be a spiritual person, I am not in any way religious. Still, vision is the only explanation I could come up with as I was wide awake, sitting at the kitchen table, doing homework for one of my college courses. It wasnít a dream. I hadnít just watched any movie about a post apocalyptic scenario. I refuse to watch those movies as I felt that could be more likely our reality one day. I donít consider it entertainment. It was 1996. Clinton was on his second term and I wasnít steeped in politics at the time. I just have no explanation.
As I sat copying my notes into a more legible form, I saw some movement in front of me. I looked up at what should have been a blank wall. It was like a movie projector was running from behind me. There was a beautiful mansion and grounds within a tall stone wall that completely surrounded it. On top of the wide wall was rolls of the kind of zigzag barbed wire you often see prisons using and what looked like shards of broken glass.
Inside the compound were guards wearing black short-sleeved shirts, trousers and boots. So, it must have been warm weather. They carried short, stubby looking guns on straps over one shoulder. I later was told by one of the few people I shared this with that they were probably Israeli made Uzis. Some of the guards had vicious looking dogs like Dobermanís and German Shepherds, on short leashes.
I noticed that the men and dogs looked nervous. Then I realized the wall was surrounded in all directions by a hoard of angry people. As I looked over the crowd, I couldnít see the end of people. It looked like what I have seen at Trump rally's, but stretched endlessly into the distance. The mood was anything but joyous. Everyone looked angry. Some were shouting at the guards. A few tried to scale the wall, but were either shot by a guard or viciously attacked by the dogs.
Strangely, instead of backing the crowd off, it seemed to galvanized them as they began to scale over the wall like someone had kicked over an anthill. Many were shot as they came over the top, but more climbed over them and attacked the guards and dogs. Though some more were killed in the second wave, it didnít stop or even slow them down. There was no stopping them and I eventually lost sight of guards or dogs.
The mob stormed the mansion at that point and dragged three people out. I could make out that it looked like two men and one woman, but I couldnít make out their faces to identify them as anyone I might recognize. The three begged for their lives, but the crowd was in a real frenzy by then and tore them to pieces.
Then the picture was gone. I sat there wondering what had just happened. Who were these people? Why was I shown this? Was this caused by late nights studying? Something I ate that disagreed with me? I wasnít taking any kind of medicine, never did drugs and certainly did not drink alcohol in the morning. There was nothing that would cause me to hallucinate. What had I just witnessed? Why were so many hundreds and thousands of people so enraged as to kill these people in such a barbaric manner?
All I had were questions. No answers. When 9/11 happened a few years later, I wondered if this was the time I could see an explanation. But, I didnít see or hear anything like that happening. Itís not like the Big Guy hands you a book explaining the date and reason for the vision. And, I have to call it a vision, a prophecy. Because dreams, including day dreams are more ephemeral, usually quickly forgotten. Besides, I generally slept so soundly, I rarely remembered dreams. This scene is as clear and vivid today as the day I received it.
I told very few people about it, certainly not my husband at the time, who already thought I was beyond weird for studying and becoming first a Reiki Master, then a Master Hypnotist, an artist (whatís that, a paint by numbers?) and a writer, which he also managed to put down. He really lost it when I became an ordained minister, (legal protection for doing hands-on healing.) No way in hell was I about to share something like that with him. Heíd have probably had me committed!
However, two years later, when he was just a bad dream, and meeting the man who is my husband today, I did share it with him. We brainstormed possibilities of what could account for such a thing. And finally gave up as nothing anywhere in the world seemed to fit. Iím sure similar things have happened in various places around the world. But this felt like it was in America, as well as world wide. Though I canít explain why it felt that way.
Then COVID-19 hit. I donít need to recount all of the things that were going on all over the world. RMN readers are painfully aware of the horrible atrocities that government leaders, doctors, scientists, and others in authority were/are doing to people. Even infants have been affected by this lunacy. Then, one day, as I read Robert Kennedyís book,ĒThe Real Anthony FauciĒ I got the sense that the vision was for this time. That so many people had been killed, injured and had this happen to loved ones, while the perpetrators were celebrating this Ďculling of the herdí as all were eugenicists.
Everything seemed to fit. But why were only three people killed like that? Surely there were more of these monsters than three, harming people all over the world. Then,I got the last-I donít know what to call it. It wasnít a voice, just more of a knowing. The prophecy had been more of an allegory of what would be happening at some point all over the world. Not just to three people. And, there would be no escape.
I canít say for certain that the prophecy was for our time. But it does seem to fit. It is the best explanation that I can see to describe a possible event or events. These people, who have taken such delight in harming so many people and even those who helped them for profit or out of fear should be made to pay a price. But that isnít up to me and Iím not even sure I want to stay around long enough to witness it. But I have a sinking feeling I will.
Make of this what you will. It is the truth even though I canít say when it will occur. But, if I were a politician, scientist, medical person, anyone who has been a part of this destruction of life and health, I would be pleading with the Creator for forgiveness and changing sides while I still could.
Sorry for the length. Gratefully, I have never had another such experience and hope to never have one again. However, it seemed like the right time to share with others. Maybe other RMN readers have had similar experiences to share. Iím just happy to go back to my rather opinionated postings.
Namaste to all.