… Post Scriptum apropos danger due to humanity wanting me ill… I was once locked in an office located at Matsqui Institution (33344 King Road), interviewing an extremely violent sex offender, alone, where unbeknownst to me, humanity conveniently changed the lock but did not bother to give the new key to security… the sex offender threatened me… thanks to my “extension” (100% alien 100% braided with my 100% human female vessel, making me the authentic one true christ) we/I managed to get out unharmed… without human backup… all hair on my human vessel stood on end… the physical experience was also infused with a “species other” autonomic reflex which transcends the human experience… two bodies in one both on 100% alarm mode… In fact, the “alarm” hasn’t stopped sounding since my illuminating conversation with member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, Jelena Pajovič Durič, in the summer of 2017…
P.S. Apropos microscopic penises… Remember Stanley Lee, Royal Canadian Mounted Police undercover narc osifer who in front of his colleagues at a police-parole let’s have copious amounts of alcohol contact party just off of exit 33 on hwy 1, swept me off my feet, only to pull his pants down and reveal no dick? I wasn’t supposed to notice… or notice the “Ewa” and “Ewa” cunt garbage he dragged along with him… oops, he thought he smart, me stupid!
P.S. Awful sex story with this classless duchebag time!
Microscopic penis I could not feel in my vagina was inserted into my anus and after a boring and “is it over” round of complete non-sexually aroused for me “sex”, this pathetic idiot attempted to stick it, covered in fecal matter, back into my vagina… when I said absolutely not, go and take a long and hot and soapy shower and let me inspect your “nubby” before you go anywhere near me again, he screamed I am unreasonable because every human female enjoys fecal matter in their vagina… my answer was and continues to be NO!
The latest Handler Clown “courted” me for a year (pedigree, education, religion, interests… all voiced just so to peek my “curiosity”… or, at the very least, most days, force myself to acknowledge him… extremely difficult to do after Handler Jelena’s confession) before he was cleared (or forced because I am not eating Eve’s nasty cunt???) to ask for my number…
Picture it… My micromanaged glass world doll house situated facing Shannon Park where rottweilers are legal and thriving in Surrey, British Columbia, Canada… it’s Thursday 7 pm, June 27, 2024… 7 years have passed since Handler Jelena Pajovic Duric tells me I am trapped in a meaningless, gaslighting, bullshit nightmare lie “life” where humanity does nothing but treat me like a punching bag because they don’t want to get depopulated and stopped from eating blood and shit off of patriarchy’s anus raping, filthy as filthy gets, rapist dick that produces ugly, stupid and disease infested zombie “humans”… Latest “Romeo” finally scores his first dinner date…
The moment our “date” begins, rabies infested human male turns extreme racist by referring to me as “white woman”, because if I am “white woman”, I am not Durga/Kali/One True Christ Isis Lux Lucifer, and can be mocked, degraded, and above all, not taken seriously, as per Handler Jelena’s confession…
I watch him (hostile human handler) like a hawk as he fidgets… None of the expected typical pleasantries are exchanged… For example, I have a large bookcase filled to the brim with books and he (having bragged of his Roman Catholic private school education and subsequent legal and political degrees) ignores it… Instead, he develops an “inexplicable” eye condition in the middle of dinner which forces him to cover one of his eyes with his entire palm (my YouTube Gasolina video which he watched, anyone?) and sits there like that, as if I do not notice, the ENTIRE TIME… in his pink (ugliest color I have ever seen!) polo shit with the number 7 for the 7 Singularity that turns into 8 Infinity which in turn depopulates humanity, no less…
Gets better… After dinner where he acts the mild mannered soft spoken racist, he turns extreme bipolar aggressive zero mannered drooling ape with an out of control gyrating pelvis which communicates one thing and one thing only, he is a “jack rabbit” fuck that either cums on your leg because he cannot wait or pumps for one second and it is over, and that is the way he “dances” to music! No really, he danced by shaking his dick and ass like an out of control retard with brain damage who should in no way shape or form be permitted anywhere near females!
Then, when I am clearly unimpressed, he decides it is a “good” idea to make a hook with his index finder, forcefully pulls up my shirt (I did not give permission), exposes my breasts and looking wide eyed zombie like he has a fist stuck up his ass, literally claws and scratches at my nipple!… When I fight to get him off me, body screaming STOP, he ignores me and I literally have to scream STOP to force him to back off!
What? It is a visit from another one of humanity’s fingers, as per Handler Jelena Pajovic Duric! He, the representative on one of humanity’s 10 micromanaging and destroying my life fingers inserted into me like into a pie, introduced himself clearly: I am a freemason puppet at your glass world doll house when I don’t want to be because you are ET who is here to depopulate humanity so I am going to act as obnoxious (and scary) as I can to get you to get as turned off as I can so that humans can continue to try to get a lesbian to sit on your face and stop human depopulation! In fact, fuck you and your human depopulation agenda and fuck you and your killing of patriarchy agenda and fuck you and your bringing heaven back to earth agenda, we the human race, 8 billion and growing like the cancerous tumor we truly are, HATE YOU!
Short of a human male, resident of Langley, British Columbia, Canada, jizzing on my thigh pre-mature ejaculation style and being raped in Cuba by a human male from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, who gave me rohypnol and left me for dead on the beach, it was one of the worst “sexy times” I’ve ever had…
“What are you going to do about it, Alien Anna? You’re surrounded by humans who categorically disagree with your message…”… I felt like Handler Jelena was in the room wishing me “Happy Birthday, some stars shine so bright they belong at the bottom of the ocean, and you are one of them!!!😇…” all over again… his classless “passion” was so “loving”, what is there not to swoon over? Mmmmmm…
BUT, this horrific “skit” wasn’t enough for humanity that’s 100% convinced a dick is the Christ and earth is dispensable and humans are simply going to kill it and fly away in Elon Musk’s “Space X”, for human male is LORD AND SAVIOR CHRIST, to Mars which in turn they will destroy by “terraforming” so they can continue to breed nothing but cancer and insanity… Shortly following this one of the worst “dates” of my current existence, humans sent another human male of the same subspecies of human, this time to attack me in an environment where I could not safely fight back without placing my vessel in danger, who screamed HE is the author of a book which solves ALL humanity’s problems. He proceeded to lecture me on how HE is smart, while wearing a gigantic sliver chain from which hung a pendant the size of Gibraltar which read KING!
IT DOES GETS MUCH MUCH WORSE! 33344 KING ROAD ATTEMPTED TO MURDER ME. WHAT? THEY ARE WITH THE KING JESUS THE ANTICHRIST AND I THINK I AM THE CHRIST AND HERE TO KILL HIM (PATRIARCHY AND THE LIE OF JESUS IS CANCER) BECAUSE I AM THE CHRIST AND NO MATTER WHAT, THEY CANNOT KILL ME DESPITE NO EXPENSE SPARED TO KILL ME… HEY, MAYBE TODAY IS THE DAY, I WELCOME IT, EARTH AND ALL LIFE WILL DIE ALSO SO DO IT MURDER ME ALREADY!!!!! THEY FORCED ME TO GO BEFORE A NURSING HUMAN FEMALE (HER LAST NAME HAD THE WORD COCK IN IT) WHO PROMPTLY ANNOUNCED HER HUSBAND IS A MEMBER OF THE ROYAL CANADIAN MOUNTED POLICE (HANDLER JELENA PAJOVIC DURIC TELLING ME I AM TRAPPED AND HATED AND 100% REJECTED WHILE REPRESENTING THE ROYAL CANADIAN MOUNTED POLICE WAS NOT ENOUGH) AND QUICKLY LAUGHED AT ME AND SAID SHE DOES NOT FEEL EMPATHY OR COMPASSION AND DOES NOT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ANYTHING EXCEPT KILLING EARTH WITH ITS FILTHY CUNT FROM WHICH SHE SHAT OUT 3 BRAINDEAD HUMAN MALE CHILDREN (THIS SAID WITH A SMILE WHILE HER NASTY TIT WAS HANGING OUT AND ONE OF ITS HIDEOUS CANCER CELLS WAS HANGING FROM IT). SHE THEN TOLD ME TO WORK AS AN EWA WHILE IRENEUSZ TADEUSZ SOSNOWSKI SAID I WILL BE MURDERED IF I DO NOT GIVE UP ON MYSELF AND INSTEAD OF BEING ME PRETEND I AM EWA, THE NASTY, CHECKED OUT CRACK WHORE OF PATRIARCHY THAT LIVES FOR NOTHING BUT EATING SHIT OFF A DICK. SO NOW I AM LABELED EWA (I WAS RAPED INTO IT AND NO ONE CARES ABOUT ANYTHING BUT KILLING ME), I HAVE A DOPPELGANGER OF MELANIA PRZERWA, THE NASTY SEX OFFENDER DEGRADING ME EVERY SINGLE DAY, WHILE WAVING PHOTOGRAPHS OF CATS THAT LOOK LIKE ESPI (JUST IN CASE I FORGOT HE IS DEAD) AND IF THAT WAS NOT ENOUGH THE CLONE OF MELANIA PRZERWA GOT HERSELF SOME BACKUP AND TOGETHER THEIR NAMES (NO JOKE) TRANSLATE TO FECAL MATTER SLATHERED ON A HUMAN PENIS AND EVERY DAY, IN EVERY WAY, THEY ATTEMPT TO ERASE ME FROM EXISTENCE WHILE ATTEMPTING TO SIT ON MY FACE!
SINCE I AM NOT A DIKE, AND DETEST DIKES, THEIR LATEST ATTACK WITH LAST NAME OF PENIS AND FIRSTNAME OF SHIT TAG TEAMING ME IS NOT ENOUGH SO THEY SENT A FISHERMAN HAT WEARING, HOT PINK HIGHLIGHTER HOLDING, WHEELCHAIR BOUD DEFORMED HUMAN MALE CRIPPLE TO LECTURE ME ON HOW I AM NOT THE CHRIST!
I contacted the head of their Equal Opportunity Department, Ms. Rosa Gonzales, starting I am a being who has had real tangible contact with the beings humanity calls Grey Aliens (100% true, they are my authentic friends) and that Professor Garry Nolan discriminated against me based on his love of anal and arbitrarily disqualified me from US government sponsored research on contactees without due cause.
Surprise, surprise, she acted like an illiterate drooling with brain damage unprofessional fool. In fact, the entire leadership team of Stanford University, including the Office of the President, Board of Trustees and Office of the Provost hid their heads in the proverbial sand and outright refused to have an adult conversation!
Yes, I noticed! My time is being raped and completely wasted by humanity…
How about the odd glitches in the matrix which occur on my birthdays when I am used as a punching bag for humanity…
What did he “gift” me that year? A sole can of Coca-Cola, a box of cat food kibble and approximately 15 minutes of his time in an abandoned parking lot where instead of teaching me how to drive, he terrorized me by laughing hysterically while doing donuts on an ice and snow covered pavement staining “teaching” me how to drive was too boring, donuts in the snow were more fun! Yes, no “familial” or “friendly” wanted to “teach” me after that episode… they developed bouts of anxiety… undeterred and determined to get my license, I forced Mean Mommy to hire a professional who shortly after I passed my exam conveniently suffered a fatal injury while climbing a ladder… fell to his death with a broken neck… Yes, human trash has attempted to sabotage me from day 1.
Apropos birthdays celebrated with fake daddy… Picture it, Old Spaghetti Factory, New Westminster, British Columbia, Canada… Jerzy Wieslaw Wierzbicki, also known as fake daddy the Handler, takes me out for dinner to celebrate another birthday I managed to live to because he wished me “luck”… I order tortellini… In the midst of the rare occurence of being alone with him, he leans in and whispers “You are so much sexier than your mother…”… What? There’s nothing inappropriate about such a statement, scream gaslighting human trash… His son, Marek Wierzbicki, to keep up with his father’s legacy of creepy duchebagness, in the summer of 2018, while alone with me in my bedroom after insisting to assist to move furniture asks for a hug and during gets inspired to whisper… “Mmmmm… your hair is so soft and long… Mmmm… So much nicer than my mother’s and my sexual partner’s… Mmmmm….”….