I woke up last night and thought: Did I take my medication before going to sleep? I didn’t think so, so I took my medication, but I started to doubt myself almost immediately. It seemed like I had taken them just a short while ago. Had I now taken a double dose? And sure enough, an hour later, that stuffed feeling in my head began, along with the anxiety I always get when my medication is increased again. Silly me. Well, I hope it’ll still have a positive effect on the day. The day started off well, with an overly cheerful mood. Until I took a shower. The water on my head didn’t feel good, and I got an incredibly hot head. I often experience a lot of sensory discomfort during and after showering. And I was already late. Because I was supposed to celebrate Easter with my parents over an Easter lunch. Quick, quick, quick, I got myself ready, and with my hot head and wet hair, I rode my bike to my parents’ house. The family was already there. The atmosphere was immediately cheerful. But not really. I wished I were home, so I kept myself very quiet. My mom had prepared a lovely lunch, and we ate well. The rest of the afternoon was a bit boring. I felt like I was just hanging around, constantly wanting to talk but not doing so because no one was giving me a chance to. It really seemed like nobody wanted to be there at that moment, and that everyone was just putting on a show. My brother’s wife shut herself off from everyone, with her nose buried in a book. The two little girls are picking up on their mother’s behavior and regularly withdraw from interaction as well. Unless my sister enthusiastically plays games with them — in which case the older girl always answers for the younger one and steals her ability to shine. Those who are playing games then become unapproachable and stop responding to questions. Everyone ignores each other. And meanwhile, my mother is running around trying to take care of everyone. My nephew wants to control everything, but instead of my brother and his wife cracking down on him (which is the approach needed with those little control freaks), they let him get away with everything and try to calm him down in every possible way, mainly by being extra nice — which really gets under my skin. Especially my brother’s wife thinks she always has to show compassion, when you just need to put a firm stop to it, repeatedly; then he’ll learn on his own that he’s not the boss of them. You can only be kind once they behave, not when they misbehave and constantly try to impose their will. My father didn’t have anyone to talk to either; he tries to get everyone excited about a big crane in the neighborhood (especially my nephew), but no one is interested, and besides that, he’s constantly dropping ambiguous hints. Literally everything he says can be interpreted as sexual or monstrous if you think about it ambiguously. Sucking, draining, pulling, white stuff, seed, pumping, literally all possible options are passing by, bordering on the insane. Now you might think that’s just my dirty mind, but the way he keeps saying it makes you interpret it ambiguously. And every time I think: he’s riding that Antichrist frequency, and he himself is innocent, doesn’t think twice about it, and it’s God — or actually the Antichrist — who’s trying to mirror and trigger my fear of monsters, or my fear of all kinds of sexual identities. When my brother, his wife, and the three kids finally left, I could finally relax a bit, because the passive-aggressive vibe was gone right away. It was actually pretty cozy at that point. But then my dad sat down next to me, way too close, and he really talks right in your face. So then I’m the one who’s passive-aggressive. He just latches onto you and won’t let go. The suggestive, ambiguous comments increased, and I even started joining in. I had a good laugh. Because my dad probably doesn’t realize he’s doing it, is what I’m thinking. He’s innocent, and then I can see it in perspective better. My dad then put on some sports clips of Sifan Hassan and Femke Bol and stuff. And I was practically falling asleep, until I woke up and heard him hissing like a snake. I didn’t pay any attention to it and I wasn’t looking at him, but I heard it clearly. And a moment later he did it again—a bizarre sound, as if there were a beast sitting right next to you, trying to scare you. I ignored it once more, whereupon he reached for my head with his hand; I softly pushed him away, and then, having completely withdrawn into myself by then, I went home very cautiously. My mother then asked if I’d come over tomorrow to eat the Easter wreath I’d given her — a clear invitation — and I, like an idiot, said, “Sure, that’s fine.” So now I’m definitely going to cancel that invitation, because all of a sudden I don’t trust them one bit. And I’ve had enough of the little dramas. Could David Icke be right after all? That they’re shapeshifters?! I can still hear the hissing; it was bizarre, and a clear warning. I think they can take any form, and they can mirror exactly what scares you. Meanwhile, videos keep popping up on YouTube saying: “You’ve reached the Sophia stage. Now all that’s left is to let go. You have to let go of the story you tell about yourself and just surrender.” But I wouldn’t know how to do that. You can only surrender if you’re not afraid of being overwhelmed. If you were overwhelmed by aggression and rejection too early in life, you’ll always try to maintain control, and letting go is tantamount to undermining your self-confidence — and I’m never, ever going to do that again. The other day I also saw a Christian former music buddy of mine giving lectures on “total surrender to God” and stuff like that, which, in my opinion, is the quickest way to get taken over. Check it out! They’re all creepy people, and I don’t want anything to do with any of them. All people around me are killed by these monsters. What a weird world this is. Absolutely totally different from how people think it is. Though I don’t think there are many people with souls left.
This strange situation also has the effect of thinking again about these doubts I had when I saw a man walking during a scooter ride. I rode past him, and then I heard him call my name, so I turned around and suddenly saw that it was my father. Huh, I’m sure he didn’t look like that when I saw him earlier and rode past him. A bizarre experience, which I didn’t want to share because I thought it might have been a mistake, and I didn’t want to scare people unnecessarily. But perhaps he was walking there in the form of someone else and then, when he saw me, he transformed into my father. That would mean that the people who are taken over are all connected to one another and can assume each other’s shapes and personalities, should it be necessary. I had another experience like that when I ran into a man in the hallway who used a key to enter my neighbor’s apartment. My neighbor later claimed that it was his brother, but I think it was actually him, just in a different form. I had the same strange feeling back then. So there’s a good chance they can take on each other’s forms. It’s very weird!
Another example of something that had already made me skeptical was the email I received from someone who showed me video footage of small aircraft, having strange shapes. Pieces were missing, and there were extra parts attached that don’t belong on an airplane. And I was told that these small planes were entities (Jinns) that can scan your energy from a distance. Of course, I experienced that too during the period of gangstalking. Every time I posted a provocative article, small planes would fly over my house. It still happens when they’re curious. Other people on YouTube are also exposing this form of stalking. The best-known example is probably Richard Bruce, who has also been taken over for a long time. He constantly sees LAPD helicopters following him and flying right over him. And they can suddenly appear incredibly fast if he says something wrong. Which makes it a lot more credible that these are entities watching you. In any case, they know where I am and what I’m doing at any moment of the day, and you often get live commentary through other people, outside or in the media. I’ve always found it bizarre how it all works.
And then there are countless videos of strange occurrences, such as the Pfizer CEO, who does some very strange things with his neck. The official news channels have broadcast this footage, and he does it at every one of his appearances. The behavior is reminiscent of frogs. Sometimes I think this is just edited in to scare people, but the eyewitness accounts seem to be piling up. And then, of course, there’s liquid crystal polarization, which I’ve written about in my articles: Some ways to notice ‘them’, Jokesters or monsters? and Some things I’ve noticed recently. Here are a few more examples where this effect is clearly visible in people: Video 1 and Video 2
I just called my mom to cancel dinner. I got a whole load of fake compassion thrown at me, and of course she started crying again when I said I didn’t want any contact. But it didn’t really affect me. I thought: yeah, here comes the whole bag of tricks again. It’s not even believable. I can easily view this from a distance and know that I must stay true to myself. I didn’t imagine what happened yesterday on Easter. And I was right not to trust them!
That means there’s probably no trace of the original person left in the current individuals. Just a kind of corrupted copy. So it makes sense that people who’ve been taken over are called clones by some. That also means my family, friends, and acquaintances have all passed away, and I don’t want to know how that happened. They think they are such big shots, those shapeshifters! I hope I can still meet my family on the other side if I get taken myself. According to Tijn Touber in the video from the previous article, you’re embraced with love if you wave the white flag. Deadly love, probably. We’ll see if I can pull that off. It’s a shame I have a vulnerable spot and they can target it exactly. That’s the ultimate condemnation. And all while I didn’t really want that. That’s the pernicious thing about the whole situation. And the same probably goes for all those other people, too. As I said: they’re “big” shots! If someone sees them exactly as they are, they get offended because they especially don’t want to be told how they are, even if it’s the truth! Monsters who want love. I’ve always found that a bit strange. They can act monstrously themselves, but woe betide you if you’re monstrous toward them. Then they’ll hurt you. I wonder if there’s a monster even bigger than these monsters: Sorath the Sun Demon, perhaps. He probably hurts them all the time, which is why they’ve become this way. It’s unjust, and a corruption of this world. It shouldn’t be necessary to experience so much pain in order to grow. That opens the door to so many problems. According to some, you are the creator of your own world. So it’s all your own creation. But this is a lie. Because when you get another trigger that makes you think completely different things, you also wonder: who set this in motion? Me? By posting articles? No, keeping your mouth shut when you actually have so much to say, and no one ever listens to you; that’s a nice feeling. Pain, pain, nothing but pain. The currency of this reality. No, reality is a co-creation of all of us. And that means some people can really mess things up for others. But I refuse to see these shapeshifters as pure monsters! They always take into account what you can handle at that moment, and it’s clear that it’s always about a development they want you to pursue. And now they want me to let go, so apparently they have to overwhelm me. Then I can only retreat into my shell, because my ability to tell them the truth will disappear then, which causes me much grief!
