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Ann Kreilkamp / Ph.D. 83

Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).

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THE WHO IS ALREADY THE ONE WORLD GOVERNMENT? IF SO, WHAT WILL WE COURAGEOUS ANTI-VAXXERS DO WITH THIS INFO?

August 21, 2022

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PLEASE READ IN FULL.

THE WORLD HEALTH ORGANIZATION IS THE ONE WORLD GOVERNMENT

 

Two whistleblowers let us know that and how the global coup has already transpired, via the plandemic. In other words, the globalists have used people’s fear of their own bodies to bring in total global control . . .

Dr. Silvia Behrendt and Dr. Astrid Stuckelberger held leading positions in the World Health Organization and the United Nations. They reveal how the WHO has strategically infiltrated all the nations of the world with the purpose of abolishing democracy and imposing its own tyranny on all of humanity.

 

But wait! What follows has been circulating everywhere on the internet over the last few days.

 

MESSAGE TO THE UNVACCINATED

“Even if I were pollinated and fully vaccinated, I would admire the unvaccinated for withstanding the greatest pressure I have ever seen, even from partners, parents, children, friends, colleagues and doctors.

People who were capable of such personality, courage and critical ability are undoubtedly the best of humanity. They are everywhere, in all ages, levels of education, states and ideas. They are of a special kind; they are the soldiers that every army of light wants to have in its ranks. They are the parents that every child wants to have and the children that every parent dreams of having.

They are beings above the average of their societies, they are the essence of the people who have built all cultures and conquered horizons. They are there, next to you, they look normal, but they are superheroes. They did what others could not, they were the tree that withstood the hurricane of insults, discrimination and social exclusion. And they did it because they thought they were alone, and believed they were the only ones.

Banned from their families’ tables at Christmas, they never saw anything so cruel. They lost their jobs, let their careers sink, had no more money … but they didn’t care. They suffered immeasurable discrimination, denunciation, betrayal and humiliation … but they kept going.

Never before in humanity has there been such a “casting”, now we know who are the best on planet Earth. Women, men, old, young, rich, poor, of all races or religions, the unvaccinated, the chosen of the invisible ark, the only ones who managed to resist when everything collapsed.

That’s you, you passed an unimaginable test that many of the toughest Marines, Commandos, Green Berets, astronauts and geniuses could not withstand. You are made of the stuff of the greatest who ever lived, those heroes born among ordinary men who glow in the dark.” ~ Author unknown

 

I wonder how many dedicated purebloods have the guts to stand up to the WHO’s One World Government?

To say Hell No!

I wonder how many of us there actually are. And how many of those who took the vax, and live to regret it?

Clearly, we anti-vaxxers are immune to the usual mind control ops used to bring the sheeple into compliance. Their fear parade doesn’t work on us. Furthermore, though the globalists are clever, and good at putting long dreamed up plans into motion, they really didn’t count on such a fierce minority to upset their applecart. Nor do they share our brilliance.

What percentage is needed to totally disrupt their absurd attempt to take over all squirming humans who have their own minds and live with open hearts?

Globalists don’t even know what an open heart is! Psychopathic, completely remorseless, they operate like machines. Hell, these transhumanist ideologues may already BE machines. Not just their bodies (which is the basis for western allopathic medicine), but their minds, their logical, left brain minds.

Their left brain divided from right brain.

The right brain’s intuition goes unrecognized, as do right brain’s links to the empathic heart.

And soul? What soul? If they can’t see it, feel it, taste it, touch it; if they can’t map or digitize it, it doesn’t exist.

In fact, for them, all of reality is simply a gigantic, soulless (LaMettrie) machine.

 

But . . .
Any machine is based on a map of reality.
“The map is not the territory.”
Therefore,
All maps are limited.
We live in the unlimited Mystery from which all human maps emerge.

 

Which means that no matter what they try to do to us, our imaginative reach is way greater than theirs. We ARE the ones the whole world has been waiting for. This is why we were born. Now. On this suffering planet. To be pulsating centers of love and light no matter what they try to throw at us.

HMMMM . . . What Happens to My Body When I Die?

August 20, 2022

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At nearly 80 years old, my body is approaching its sell by date. What do I want done with it once my personality dissolves, releasing the soul? Certainly not a “proper burial” — embalmed (blood vessels injected with poison) in order to “preserve the body” . . .

. . . then, if body is to be viewed, dressed in some kind of finery that others pick out (and I would never wear), face made up (I haven’t even worn lipstick for at least 50 years), placed in expensive casket, casket placed in concrete vault underground, with headstone saying (I’ve thought about this): Ann Renee Kreilkamp, 1942-20__: “She dedicated her life to opening space,” all in a row with other preserved, casketed, vaulted bodies under a formal grassy cemetery with trees here and there, forlornly waving.

And of course, if interred in a cemetery, the further it is from where those who loved me live, the more guilty they feel when they do not visit my grave often, or even seldom, or never!

Nor do I want to be cremated; though that solution is more and more trendy, and I once thought it a perfect solution, especially given the idea that my ashes could be scattered much the way I scattered husband Jeff’s ashes (in the Gros Ventre river, near Jackson Hole, where we lived in a yurt), or my portion of my Dad’s ashes (in our Green Acres Permaculture Village gardens (he was the one who cared for the family garden back when he was a kid), or my portion of social butterfly Mom’s ashes (in the Green acres Permaculture Village social area, flower gardens around the patio).

Where would I want my ashes scattered?

I used to think that what I’d want done with my ashes was for my descendants (two aging “kids” and two young adult grandkids) to hike up to Alice Lake in the Sawtooth Mountains of Idaho. Scatter my ashes there, in most magnificent lake I’ve ever camped at, a lake that holds extraordinary memories, both as a child and as an adult. However, the hike rises 6 miles from the valley floor, and only one of my descendants (granddaughter Kiera) either craves, or is accustomed to, long hikes in high mountains.

So ditch that idea. No, wait a minute. Make ’em suffer!

Hell no, Ann. Ditch that idea.

Hmmm . . Bury them in some kind of urn, again in a designated plot with a headstone in a formal cemetery — or in the back yard? Nah.

Actually, the more I learn about the energy required to fire up the old body . . .

. . . as well as the toxic fumes produced . . .

. . . I’d “rather die than” — be cremated.

So what’s left? Two positive solutions, and one extremely negative one. Let’s start with that one first. It’s called biosludge, and involves liquifying (rather than burning) human bodies . . . Oh oh, here we go, down the Soylent Green rabbit hole . . .

Wow, does anyone make a distinction between vaccinated and unvaccinated bodies before liquifying. I.e., could there be such a thing as “purebody” recognized, and at the very least, used to claim that crops grown from “purebody” sludge are less likely to harm?

Well, of course not, Ann.

At any rate, notice that with the overall death rate increasing already, and expected to increase further over the next three to five years, just how bodies are disposed of will become a pressing issue. Speaking of which, here’s a meme that puts the “gun control” issue in context:

 

(And we know that VAERS undercounts by at least a factor of ten; some even say a hundredfold.)

Okay, let’s get off this morbid track and look at what can happen to the dead body in a permacultural context. Two solutions. One, green burial. This way of burial contains options. Here’s a website that discusses them.

https://www.verywellhealth.com/what-is-a-green-burial-1131911

Here’s another option, another type of permacultural burial altogether. I find it intensely interesting.

 

 

 

 

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”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
“The longer we live, the larger, the richer the background against which all future experiences take place, and the more complex and subtle our understanding of our own past.” — AK, 1986, A Soul’s Journey
“To me, the most interesting question about human memory is why only certain events, rather than others, carry a charge. Where does the charge come from?” — AK, 1986, A Soul’s Journey
“At a party, many decades ago, a man whom I had just met burst out, in a tone of wonder: ‘You are the first continuously splitting schizophrenic I’ve ever met!’ I bowed low and responded, ‘Thank you!’”
”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
Ann Kreilkamp

Ann Kreilkamp

Ph.D. 83

Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).