No thanks to humans!
Immobilized, like a fly in amber, suspend in animation in the summer of 2017, my life is hell… a living nightmare… pure agony…
Every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day, of every week, of every month, of every agonizingly excruciating year which passes is made intolerable by the “confession-threat”, delivered by “bestie” turned instant hostile human “handler”, foaming at the mouth with hatred, communicating very clearly, humanity has been using and playing me in cruel, ruthless, manipulative, psychological, physiological, sexual and spiritual games of warfare, aimed to destroy me.
Alien Anna, you have a message humanity categorically rejects. As such, given you are an “Alien Nuisance”, you are an “x-file” freak whose life is micromanaged by all ten of humanity’s fingers inserted into you, rapist finger-bang style, as “every step you take, every move you make” is dissected and scrutinized as the “failure” we as a collective have determined you to be.
In other words, your life is like a pie and both of humanity’s meddling hands are in it, attempting to destroy everything you build! You deserve it!
Your entire life is a farce, a joke, a meaningless bullshit lie. You deserve it.
Micromanaging humanity has no idea what it is doing as its motivation is one of complete and total power and control over you. You, a “threat” to humanity’s way of life. You, a “threat” to humanity’s dominion over earth.
Humanity’s diddling digits are not communicating with each other. In other words, the scene on the “rooftop” is one of chaos, where the finger-banging activities (deep, deep inside you) have gotten so out of control, my “finger” has been ordered to confess to attempt to “regain” composure!
Each finger (expert in whatever each “team” is delineating) has vested interests it is protecting from the other fingers and, of course, from you. As a result, you, humanity’s “target”, are completely disregarded as “nonsensical” and therefore ignored and dismissed by the whole of humanity. Here, I can “prove it”, look in this Christian Bible, your name is Lucifer, and every “God fearing Christian” knows Lucifer is the “devil” evil loser which you are, you truly are, repeat after me: I stupid and 100% wrong Alien Anna am a FAILURE!
Wipe that smile off your face “Inconvenient” Alien Anna, I am serious! Understand your reality:
YOU DO NOT MATTER. YOU HAVE NO WORTH. YOU HAVE NO VOICE. YOU ARE ON PERMANENT MUTE. YOUR ENTIRE WORLD IS A “GLASS PRISON”. ALL YOUR “BOYFRIENDS” HAVE BEEN/ARE “GLASS WORLD” SOLDIERS SENT TO DEGRADE AND DISREGARD YOU AND YOUR MESSAGE. ALL THE “GIRLFRIENDS” YOU REFUSE TO “BED” BACKSTAB AND SPIT AT YOU WITH DISDAIN. YOU ARE LAST, LESS THEN LAST, WORTHLESS, TRASH! WE THE HUMAN RACE CELEBRATE YOUR PAIN AND HATE YOU OUR ENEMY.
Now insignificant ET pet/puppet/muppet/slave, tell me your human handler/supervisor/superior/boss/owner/master, where are your actual friends, the other aliens? Where are the ships?!? Let me remind you, you are surrounded by humans gaslighting you and this will not stop until you “leave and die”… That is correct, you are surrounded by humans who have absolutely no interest or intention of stopping terrorizing you. In fact the more pressure and trauma humanity piles on top of you the more humanity celebrates victorious. Humans with guns pointed at you and wishing for nothing but your demise constitute your entire meaningless existence. You have zero “friends” and zero “family” in humanity and you have absolutely no where to go to get away from humanity’s rage and hostility. That’s what “micromanaged bullshit life” means, you are trapped. Be a “good” Alien Anna, accept your defeat and yield! Tell me, your enemy, where your actual friends are hiding!!! Exact coordinates, now, stupid and insignificant REJECT!
…Wowza!!!…
Let’s recapture the end of my fake friendship with humanity which occurred in the summer of 2017 via Cole’s Note…
Hey, Alien Anna… we, your human handlers manipulate you and your entire life… you are under surveillance 24/7… we lie to you… we, your human handlers, are not the biographies you have been presented… we are also not stationed where we tell you to believe… for example, remember when I told you I moved up north to Fort Nelson at the end of high school to be with Dragan, they guy you know as my husband? It never happened! Years of phone conversations about how we renovated our Fort Nelson home… me telling you I was pregnant… you sending me “What to Expect when you are Expecting” to our Front Nelson love nest… Nina being delivered by a doctor of African descent in a Fort Nelson hospital… I was reading off a script and you engaged with a handler watching and analyzing your behavior while you went on a website and “ordered” a book that went nowhere, Alien Anna…
Where are your real friends? Don’t look at me or any human you call or ever called friend(s), we are your handlers… you are our target… you are an x-file…
Where are your true friends?
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7 years is a long time… when a human exercises power and control over me (which is all the time… my entire life is a “micromanaged bullshit lie”), it feels like I am dipped in acid after having my skin torn off… 7 years… and freemasons are upping the games in cruelty by sending me rabies infested human females to ask where I vacation? Are you fucking kidding me? My entire life is a nightmare, no matter what I do and where I go I am followed and manipulated, I cannot get away because I am controlled by hostile human handlers and you are asking where I vacation?
7 horrific, nightmarish, agonizing, awful, dreadful and oh so painful years since Handler Jelena Pajovic Duric (member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police and my “one true friend” since Mrs. Smith grade 9 math class) dropped the equivalent of the entire nuclear bomb arsenal at the disposal of the entire human race all at once on me… destroying my entire world structure… and there seems to be no end to the hatred and ignorance with which humanity continues to taunt me…
Post Scriptum from the others and their bossa not so nova (+ no thanks to humans):
Suppose, given our Leader/Lead/Boss/Master/Executive Director/CEO/GOD NON-DELINEATED, Alien Anna, experienced activation of kundalini too many times to count but enough to find it “enjoyable” which rendered the human vessel acceptable to save…
SUPPOSE THIS ASSESSMENT IS BASED ENTIRELY ON KUNDALINI, ALL OTHER “SIGNIFICANT” EXPERIENCES (familial bonds, friendship connections, sex = pure cancer… vicious, nasty, incurable CANCER! Yes, “SEX”, has been a JOKE! IN FACT, sex has been so awful it can only be described as beyond pitiful. Human males and females suck so badly, I have never been close to satisfied and when they sense my complete dissatisfaction and their complete failure, they go as far as attacking the size of my labia… I have extremely large and full lips… my labia do not resemble anything remotely attractive to a “daddy-dom” who salivates over raping prepubescent little girls into submission, so humanity, addicted to eating shit of a rapist’s dickless dick, have told me my privates are hideous as they are and to “fix” them to make them attractive and no longer hideous, I should, nay, MUST, have plastic surgery to have them cut off so they resemble prepubescent labia, otherwise I and my labia are completely and TRAGICALLY unfuckable… YES, HUMANITY IS A FAILURE, COMPLETELY AND TRAGICALLY CANCEROUS FAILURE!) HAVE TRULY BEEN, AS CONFESSED BY HUMANITY, NEVERENDING NIGHTMARES OF HOSTILE HUMAN HANDLERS MANIPULATING AND GASLIGHTING TO “SAVE” PATHETIC TUMOR CALLED PATRIARCHY AND IT’S NASTY EATING SHIT OFF A DICK CRACK WHORES…
Kundalini + No thanks to humans = ALL TEN OF HUMANITY’S DIDDLING FINGERS CAN SAFELY BE AMPUTATED…
Now, suppose the “gigantic” rock and/or rocks, are really extinction level asteroids, heading straight for earth…
Suppose these extinction level asteroids are on course to “hit” large bodies of land if present trajectory remains unaltered…
Suppose if extinction level asteroids do hit land, if their present trajectory is not altered, earth is “kaput”, “finita”, “dead for all eternity” done 4…
Suppose, if trajectory of extinction level asteroids is altered, they still hit earth (massive and speeding zoom-zoom rocks, such jokesters); however, fall in aqua instead, causing flood but avoiding dead rock forevermore death😁 (too many insteads and hypotheticals and quirky spellings and of course offensive to human trash use of humor??? Quick, send retarded as retarded gets Steven Greer to greer me on my angielski… I have had exposure to some beyond retarded retards today, can you tell?)…
Suppose, only technology alien to human is strong enough to accomplish altering extinction level asteroid trajectory…
Suppose this alien technology lies 100% in the hands of aliens (kundalini + no thanks to humans = pirate hooks for hands), and not the ten meddling digits of hostile human handlers who just the other day argued we (aliens) can make room in our (OURS MEANS NOT YOURS HUMANITY, DO YOU KNOW HOW TO SPEAK HUMAN? CAUSE EVERY TIME WE SPEAK HUMAN TO YOU, YOU PRETEND YOU CANNOT HEAR US) “ark” for at least 2 billion human meatbags whilst screaming WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THE IDEA “IN THE BEGINNING, GOD WAS FEMALE”…
SUPPOSE WE RETORT WITH UNSPECIFIED NUMBER UNDER 500 MILLION AND PATRIARCHY DIES OR ALL LIFE DIES, CHOOSE, ARE WE HITTING LAND OR WATER…
As you waste our time… She (not Jesus, Satan, Shiva and/or whatever other garbage male claiming to me messiah), SHE, Alien Anna, Capitan of all 7 intergalactic starships, which when merged together form 1 (or the 8th illusive UFO, depending on how one thinks of it) finds herself tortured by all ten of humanity’s raping fingers inserted into her meaningless, micromanaged joke of a “life”…
How does she feel?
Better yet (since you are all selfish cancer which doesn’t give a fuck about her wellbeing), what does this rather awkward predicament mean for humanity?
Answer: kundalini + no thanks to humans = humans lost the vote!