Wednesday, August 19, 2020

THE REVOLUTION began in MINEAPOLIS. God is alive, and Goddess too. A Prince Divine. A Love Supreme.

 Some of the audience members of his concerts convey the energy and the extreme vibrational  frequency Prince emitted from a radius that encompassed the Minneapolis that was tired of their love leaders slain by hate. When these fans express a sensation of energy after a few hours of being in the throng of the concert rallying into an enthusiasm of higher love positivity, then imagine having been around Prince's enclave in Minneapolis and absorbing this energy for a few years, as I did and I still feel the reverberations. The Revolution out of Minneapolis is derived from the loss of such a great SPIRIT through the undoing of a hate system that has also attacked me. And many others, And many more will die and suffer unless this group and their technology are OBLITERATED and a system of protection for human rights is established that does not welcome this white supremacist agenda that rules this system of covert assassination along with police brutality, legal protection of these groups through the systematic endorsement of SILENCE about these technologies and their operational death squad groups--aka "gang stalking" and "Harassment" which is really death squads and murder and assassination, genocide, rape, torture and the rest of the beast crawling towards the 2nd coming of the anti---Love.



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Lots and lots of bigots surrounded me in my few years of living in Minneapolis, attending the University of Minnesota. Bigot, racist jokes abounded from the hate agents surrounding me. Aimed at Prince and the famous nightclub First Avenue (and the 7th Street Entry--which most people do not know is also part of the name of the venue). The hate aimed at Prince was vivid amongst the white racist population that I encountered--always in a covert attack situation, always posing as casual acquaintances in party settings. Dumb jokes and sleazy comments deriding Prince, back in 1986-87 and some of these people dressed the "alternative" costume and clowned around at First Avenue to ascertain who they should target and how they should approach undermining the movement and the threat to their bigot systematic death group.


People in Minneapolis are, if not suspicious of the death of Prince, most have the understanding that there was a symbolic gesture of hate aimed at Prince in his untimely death.


The revolution began. I have never heard Prince ever uttering a single word about being discriminated against as a black male. How ironic that people who are professional advocates of anti-racist sentiment are attacking me in tandem with white supremacists, while this man had people support me in Minneapolis and may have helped me to be in a much better situation than I am in now, with real help, perhaps as I did reach out and he was aware of me and made it known through covert means. Not understanding my situation, I was suspect of the hints made to meet him and thought it would be something like celebrity sensationalism and I declined (due to being drugged, on mind control in every aspect and subliminally deterred from meeting him--). However, his influence has remained as one of my greatest influences and he has never espoused gyrating for anti-racist causes and then turning around and uttering hate phrases at me while white bigot Nazis are promoting him (as some of the famous entertainers have done). They only retain the racist ideology in their restricted roles, and Prince has played his symphony of real enlightenment without the usual props and memes of being oppressed. Instead, he impressed and elevated without having to use any cliches about his oppressed role--he never made any reference to this. Always empowering people. So much hate generated at him for this very reason. 

 

THE LOVE


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THE HATE

I did a YouTube search for any video of white people espousing racist hate rhetoric or jokes towards Prince. None are available. The "secrecy" of the death squad culture is always an insidious silent threat, ominous and omnipresent. Of course, Prince memorabilia and the Hard Rock Cafe franchise contribute to earnings off the death of Prince, and not sure which corporate entity owns the businesses selling off Prince trinkets and memories but who "secretly" hated him. The HATE was real and it was a common "joke" to insult First Avenue, the people who were fans (especially the women were referenced in insulting sexual ways) and tsk tsh hate hissing from the pristine religious white supremacists touting the Bible.


These are the forces that supplied the venom for murders like George Floyd. 


The Love from Prince and that energy supplied the righteous anger to protest and burn the bastion of white supremacist bigot hate in the 3rd Distrcit.

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