Crazy Realm. Trump recites The Snake poem again (and I had a personal synch w/such a creature today). END THE FED. 8/22/26

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Financial freedom. Yes, some of that.

But mostly? Just freedom. Healing. And unity. Connection. I want to live as I did as a child – only someplace else – better – where I don’t have to worry about this matrix attacking through vaxx injury and bullies and being blamed for things done by adults and car accidents and sexual assault. I want it all out of my body. I don’t want to remember any of it.

I want to wake up with a smile on my face and in my body instead of waking up with a jolt, having to take time to clear away the gunk collected overnight. The accumulation of trauma is overwhelming my body. I snap like a caged animal if pushed even just a wee bit too far now. Body is plum f’ing filled up.

I want to give my daughter what she desires for her life instead of this ongoing “I cannot do that but we can look at THIS instead”.

Done with the limits. The poisons. Done with having to take time to shift my inner state. Done with going out in the world and having to watch my back or surroundings for some dog off leash or predator leering my way. Or our way – my kiddo is now getting this and it makes me want to do ugly things to old male perverts who should not be leering at a CHILD.

Speaking of – I thought this was perhaps a viral hoax – but it’s true. Apparently it’s a tic tok trend – groups of kids attack one person randomly then drive off. It happened in my city and in the neighboring city – twice – in 48 hours. Done in public. It’s appalling. How is this part of the plan?

Free from all of that. Just GONE. All of that UGH just f’ing GONE.

And the shame. That ugly sludge of shame that hits me when I feel I am not good enough or am not doing enough. Shame. Lack of worth. A lifetime of too much harm and not nearly enough “you are ok as you”. Who among us couldn’t use some more love? How do we love ourselves in a way that we feeeeeeeeel – really truly feeeeeeeeeel – instead of preoccupying ourselves with books and meditation practices or chocolate cake? As I told my girl either you accept that I eat cake and stuff my emotions now and then at this point because it’s either that or wine or alcohol – and I am not a drinker. As in not at. all. Nor do I want to be. I’d rather travel with the occasional sugar buzz than drunk or high.

Free to travel where I want without any of the old trauma gunk coming up. I want all of that gone. I’m tired of taking the baby steps – going slowly – only to have it all come right back when the matrix hits me again.

Sleep won’t fix this. Diet. Movement. Meditations. Self talk. It’s all temporary.

I want out of this frequency.

I want to live without having to worry – ever again worry – that something may creep in and overpower me with control and harm.

Just.

Done.

With.

This.

Place.

Free to be me. Have friends – real friends. Fitting in. Connecting. A sense of belonging. That feeling as I ran nowhere in particular. The dreams of flying, always knowing they were real. That somewhere I was doing this or had done this.

Sitting with others and laughing. Shared unity. Shared vision. Just BEING.

Just Being.

💖

Victoria

Then we have this:

In my area it was 15-20 kids according to the police scanner group I belong to. Twice in 24 hours. 3x in the last week. WTH is happening to this reality?

I agree. And yet I don’t see any of these alphabet dolts leaving the stage:

Then there’s this perspective. Are there two timelines, really? Or just one with competing narratives and confusion?

END THE FED

Someone was shakin’ the realm again today:

This message was sent to me today. What can I say? I hope it holds truth. Mostly though I appreciate the kindness that this person took the time to write this up and share it. I was so low today.


MakeUSA_Great
@MakeUSA_Great
Hold on for another week. This thing is finally about to turn our way, very much for the better.

Our date is next Friday. 8/28/2026.

I should have figured it a long time ago.

The Corn (full) Moon with 96.2% partial (but near full) lunar eclipse.

The Blood Corn Moon.

Technical time of exact Full Moon is on Friday, 8/28/2026, at 12:18 am EDT.

A Friday, the 28th day of the month. Of course. Really, always knew it would be. Just wasn’t thinking it would be 9-10 years later. Go figure.

The actual Eclipse peaks just prior to the time of Full Moon at about 12:12 am EDT, roughly 6 minutes before.

After Full Moon, we go from Dark to Light.

The Corn Full Moon signals that crops are ready for harvest. Historically, the Primary Harvest would always begin immediately after the Corn Moon.

And Congress is still in recess on their Summer Vacation yet, so that still checks out.

The Senate isn’t scheduled to return until Monday, 9/14. The House comes back from their Labor Day (10-11 day) Vacation on that day also, But:

The House is also scheduled to come back for a very short 4-day work period on Monday 8/31 through Thursday 9/3. This is highly unusual, as I’ve posted about before. I’ve been tacking these August summer recesses since at least 2017, as Trump hinted enough (before there ever even was a Q posting) that Congress in recess will play into all of this (and POTUS Constitutional Adjournment Power). As I’ve also posted about many times over many years before here on Twitter. As I’ve been waiting for the right August Recess to finally be here.

THIS AUGUST RECESS.

Clearly, the House schedule anomaly of coming back for 4-days during this summer recess is tied into all of this and the timing of the Corn Moon and THE START.

As I’ve suspected since I started tracking it on here over a month ago, because otherwise there is no real way to resolve the House anomaly of coming back for a very short 4-day period in the middle of their very long 6-week Summer Recess which goes for a full week past Labor Day.

This explains it and is the reason why this year.

Like I said, as I suspected, I just didn’t tumble until right now actually that we were going all the way up to the exact Friday before on 8/28. Until now with finally tumbling to and figuring this Corn Moon and The Harvest.

Apologies to all for not figuring this sooner. Stupid really, as it all lines up quite nicely and is really very simple to see it now that I’ve finally figured it. Easy, really.

As always, pray. 🙏

This is the Time we have been waiting for. Written into the Heavens.

Friday & Saturday to deliver on the MAGA Promise. 🙏

Snakes = INVISIBLE ENEMY. Want to know something? As I wrote my bike along the path, guess what crossed right in front of me? A snake. Only I didn’t show it mercy. I knew at that moment what was happening and why. Spidey senses were very high on alert – as they’ve been the past few days actually – which is abnormal for me. “sensed” things. Something told me to just riding – don’t stop like I often do once I “disappear” from the main road. Later on tonight, I see there was a cougar citing in the area in which I ride – at the time I was riding.

I know I am not the only one who has deep feeeeeeeeeeels with this:

VENMO: @VT6610

CASHAPP: $VictoriaT1144

ZELLE: themamatrinity@gmail.com

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Truthseeker. Philosopher. Commander of Freedom. Writer. Musician. Composer. Above all I Am A Creator.

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