Terraformation: Project Earth

Hi.

I’m Lil J. Weird name, don’t you think? Well, it’s a weird name for weird times. What are the times? It’s the year 2100. We are living in the middle of the greatest shit show the world has ever experienced. And it's a shit show the population enabled. They are paying the price for their ignorance now.

My great-grandmother, Louise, who I was never allowed to meet was the prophetic voice that all of society ignored. Not only did they ignore her, they persecuted her. They should have listened to her. Things would have turned out better for them.

My grandmother, Emma, was a total bitch towards her. Great-uncles Luke and Dylan weren’t any better either. Great-uncle Luke is a full blood uncle whereas great-uncle Dylan was only a half-uncle. My whole entire childhood her children did nothing but speak bad about her. That wouldn’t have been so weird, but they didn’t even know her.

My mother had never met her. My mother isn't really worth mentioning. She was spoiled and believes everything she was told. If ever a human robot walked the Earth it was her. Grandma Emma used to emotionally and verbally abuse her. My mother thought it was great, because she got financial rewards out of it, which my father stole before running off with some strange woman. Regardless, nothing but evil flowed from her trash mouth.

My great-grandmother was still alive when I was a little girl. I admired her whenever I could. Her strength, her courage, her ability to keep telling the truth against a world determined to destroy her. Not only was she courageous, she spent her time and money trying to make the world a better place.

When I was really little, I could never work out why everybody wanted to destroy her. It wasn't until "they" came that I realised the why's about the persecution of my great-grandmother. "They" and their slaves, the Illuminati, were shit scared of my great-grandmother because she had special eyes and could see dimensions the regular people couldn't see. And maybe that's why I loved her so, because I was born with my great-grandmothers delicious, amber eyes.

Ah, who is "they" you ask?

Well, the whole world knows, those who were stalking her, the Freemasons and the Illuminati heard my great-grandmothers 'conspiracy theory' flow from her mouth sometime in 2023. How can I know this when it was about 40 years before my birth? Because everything she ever said and especially her predictions have gone down in history as facts before the fact. She got the respect she deserved decades after she earned it. No one ever demonstrated one ounce of gratitude through their behaviour. People were always unkind and cruel towards her. She would do something for someone and then they would haul off and call her names.

I've seen the footage, the real footage, not the CGI and deepfake crap that the masses of asses were fed to procure their obediance. That woman was kind, loyal, hard-working, decent, honest and did not sleep with anybody, including herself, if you understand what I'm saying. You couldn't have paid my great-grandmother to have sex with anyone. She didn't believe that she deserved to be raped so she stuck to her guns.

To her, sex was rape, pure and simple, because she had never willingly consented to sex. Every act of sex she had ever been involved in was manipulated by the men and women around her (they got paid by the Illuminati to do this) to use words, symbols and colours to force her into sex. That's not sex. It's rape. She wasn't a prostitute, she was a rape victim, but people called her names, so they didn't have to meet their conscience.

My great-grandmother predicted and surmised that climate change was not an accident, that it was, in fact, terraforming. And she was right. The globe was being terraformed, not for aliens, but for creatures, demons, "they" that hail from the fourth dimension. In order for them to be able to walk the planet, they needed the spiritual vibration of both humanity and Earth to be lowered enough to sustain their bodies. The human race needed to be drowning in greed, lust, hate, sloth, envy, cruelty, injustice, lies, and promiscuity. And at the time my great-grandmother uttered her prophecy (which she simply thought was a great idea for a story) the Earth was heading that way.

One of the most toxic, lower-vibrational agenda's the Illuminati had going was "gang-stalking". If you know your WWII history, you will remember the Stasi program. It is where the government enabled the citizens to spy on a person who they felt "threatened" by. Gang-stalking is lower vibrational, designed to lower the vibration of the person being stalked, and the vibration of the people doing the stalking. People were fed whatever lies necessary for them to be okay with harassing her. How she never hauled off and smacked the living shit out of a mess of ungrateful assholes who totally deserved it, astounds me. She gave of her time and money to projects, organisations, and people. They gave her nothing but evil in return.

The Illuminati was so threatened by the soul of my great-grandmother, that her family sold her off to them for experimentation and torture. I read the documents after I hacked a few government data-bases. She was a military abductee of sorts, taken to Area 51 as a little girl, pumped full of chemicals, tortured sexually by American soldiers and Freemasons, brutally, physically abused by the same and programmed to give people sex. Basically, trained to allow herself to be raped so that the rapists didn't have to deal with the ugly fact of who they are.

No. My great-grandmother was not a threat. In fact, before she had realised she was being gang-stalked, she had been the most loyal Australian ever. She wasn't involved in crime in any way and she had morals, except for when she was under the influence of mind-control programming. When she had her free-will after deprogramming, she kept her morals, regardless of the harrassment of lesser beings. People don't change, they reveal who they really are, and when she revealed a strong woman, loyal to God, and an exemplary moral character, it pissed off all of the people lying about her.

So, what is this story about?

Me.

It's about the terraformation of planet Earth aka climate change. It's about the day that 'they' showed up. Spoiler alert: The aliens don't show up in ships. It's about 'their' occupation (and it is an occupation) of planet Earth. It's about what 'they' do. If you don't have a strong stomach and can't handle pure evil, then don't read this story. It's about what 'they' did to me, how I fought back, won and made sure my great-grandma goes down in history as a saint.

Ready for the nightmare of your life? Read on.