Iboga (I AM NOT A DRUG ADDICT AND ALCOHOL CONSUMPTION IS POISON)
Like the Emissary of Light desperate to shit on and destroy my vortex, a nasty Eve called “Jose Silva” follower of the way of the “three finger” mind control cult, decided to obnoxiously stalk and molest me when I announced I was going to get inoculated against human nonsense by journeying with organic (no, not the chemically derived ibogaine) iboga… I am a grown adult female who is friendly with a “mind control” specialist and tell her I am about to engage in shamanism, this time, instead of from South America, from Gabon, Africa, and the rabies infested zombie screams NO!… I once again looked around for a hidden camera and Aston lurking around the corner…
I did the research… phone interviews… screenings… dieting… detoxing… meditation… and of course paid the nearly 1000 Canadian dollars to attend a two day retreat…
Yet another stalker Eve on my heels calling herself a Ridged Psychopath Annie with a J insists to benefit from my doing all the work and tags along…
I agreed she could come but the deal was once I got to her house in Vancouver, we take her car to Squamish…
Again, my handlers truly believe I am retarded so when I get to her house she announces her engine just blew up… I am forced to drive princess in my vehicle…
The substance itself was awful… it was not pleasant… it was painful… agonizing… the after effects horrible… agonizingly awful for days… Any agent of disinformation like the nasty Steve Greer (WTF DID YOU DO TO MY SHAKTI TREE ASSWIPE MIB!!!!), who in the holier than tho gaslighting hatred claims substances like iboga are injested for fun and recreation are evil ignorant cancerous tumors…
My intention for the experience… “God, help me cut ties with anything that no longer serves me🙏”…
Humanity’s intention was to scream in my face the question: “WHO ARE YOU?”… THAT’S RIGHT… AS YOU COMMUNE WITH ONE OF THE MOST CHALLENGING PLANT HEALERS ASK YOURSELF WHO YOU ARE ALIEN ANNA… I KNOW WHO I AM 👽… HUMANITY HOWEVER REFUSES TO ACCEPT THEY ARE ONLY HUMAN…
Benefits of iboga vaccine on my physical vessel? I have become completely disgusted of alcohol… since late July 2016, when I ingested shards of iboga wood ground up into a powder, until now, the very act of sipping just a small amount of alcohol causes violent and irrefutable rejection of the substance in my vessel… Do I miss it? No. I absolutely do not miss alcohol consumption.
Miraculous Jennie, so at ease and relaxed in her belief of “Alien Anna is a Retard”, forgot about her engine trouble the moment we got back to Vancouver and claimed she never said her engine was broken but that I offended to drive when she offered to drive… Ping-pong of gaslighting on steroids…
Lesson: never ever trust a human!