In 1909, we lost everything.
My father caught on.
1st to the Bilderbergs,
then he caught on the NASA.
He demanded to know who the grey's were and why they were here.
They killed him.
I strategically staged my own death, allied with the one person in this world whom I knew was honorable enough to trust, and we began to build "The Plan."
Penance is coming.
Regardless of what you think, you are not yet awake.
You do not know how deep this goes.
If you knew, you could not sleep.
Many of you could never go on.
You need each other.
You need every ONE of you.
Learn to play nice with each other or be left behind.
If one stumbles, pick them up.
If one asks a question, give them the answer.
That is how we grow.
There's no more room in the plan for arrogance and self importance.
If you turn ONE away, you've hurt the plan.
If you hurt the plan, you'll be left behind.
We are watching.
We see it all.
There are no secrets.
You would never believe the files kept on everyone of you, for that matter, you'd never believe WHERE they are kept.
Prepare for the next phase.
Prepare each other.
You are one.