Ezekiel 13:18 through Ezekiel 13:20
EYA Report on youtube is the supernatural bible changes expert who put together that the bible changes are oddly & directly connected to world events.
I have found a weird connection. Years ago I was on poetry writing bing. I used to say that the words on the paper were just floating in the air for me to grab. And they were.
The connecting Scriptures
You would think anyone who is a Mandela effected or a bible changes debunker could read script like the one below and say “what the fuck?” And wake up. But they cannot. Why?
They have a creature on their head sucking their brain dry as they lose the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. The locust from the pit not only steals their thoughts but it also implants lies of history, literal experiences they remember well that did not happen.
Ezekiel 13:18
And say, Thus saith the Lord GOD; Woe to the women that sew pillows to all armholes, and make kerchiefs upon the head of every stature to hunt souls! Will ye hunt the souls of my people, and will ye save the souls alive that come unto you?
Ezekiel 13:20
Wherefore thus saith the Lord GOD; Behold, I am against your pillows, wherewith ye there hunt the souls to make them fly, and I will tear them from your arms, and will let the souls go, even the souls that ye hunt to make them fly.
So how in the hell does this scripture explain the plastic bags and tags in the clothing that I allege are nanotechnology attacks on us all by some dark agenda.
The Problem
And why are the little bags attached to tags that break the skin and cause a histamine reaction in many people.
I am a Seamstress. When I remove an irritating TAG toxic as HELL that causes an abrupt histamine reaction if pushed against my skin I don’t cut the tag.
I have a hand little seam ripper to remove the entire tag and resew the waste band.
Lately, that is for the past few years when I do this I am finding little plastic bags attaches only to the top of the tag. The plastic is folded over the tag for some strange really strange reason.
As I said I am a seamstress le gog’s explanation for the plastic is not Truth it’s B.S.. Not at all. The bags appear empty. They are not tape as the excuses say, nor do they have any purpose connected with making clothing better.
The Beast’s Reason Given for the Bags
“The plastic is a narrow “taping” that is sewn into the seams, usually at the shoulders to prevent stretching of the seam. The reason it is not listed in the content is if the fiber is less than 5 % of the garment, it need not be listed. This also includes lycra (elastic, spandex) in the cuffs, etc.”
Excuse #2 for little PLASTIC BAGS IN SIDE WASTBANDS
“This plastic strand is sewn into the seam so tag-tugging is futile.”
They are not “tape” at all. Nor is it long. The bags are about 3″ x 1″ and they are bags folded into the tags. The bags are attached to pronged tags that clearly cause a breaking of the skin. The tags are likely micro needle arrays quantum dot technology used against our will carrying whatever nano technology is in that plastic bag into the body of the unsuspecting human.
If you don’t think they are trying to prophet off of our illness and death think again. Try researching FOOD for a few months then tell me the corporations are not diabolically sick, perverse, demented, and not like us.
Plus they are saying in shoulder pads so apparently …in tops that where they put the tiny plastic bags.
Prophetic Poetry from 2010 (follow me on this)
“SAVORY STEW”
A tall tale of white lies
Circling buzzards fill the skies.
A smoke screen before my face
Silly, Silly human race
Tantalizing bits of chaos and schemes
In my massive book of lost dreams
I search the pages all the night
To find the truth alive and bright
Restore my sight oh sacred ones
I am oppressed beneath my thumb
Fear and pain lets not forget
My tainted life poached in regret
I have worked so hard to forge these anchors
Of safe harbor and greasy cankers
Slippery slides I am bungled up
Another day another sup
Free me now from sticky glue
Then I’ll reject my savory stew
Of Fright______________________________________________
Menu of Souls
05-09-2010
“THE MENU OF SOULS”
Savage Soul Mate imposters ravage through the menu of souls
Be chaste lest your name be embossed on that hearty list
These menacing mud made men full of belial and lust
Fan the nations for available feed
Succumb just once to their perilous passion
In the fashion of an erroneous kiss and the hunt for your soul will begin
They come as the answer to a dream
Mending your heart as they salivate and scheme
Come to hearts home my sensual lover
I will show you earth’s fruit as I pull you asunder
Your sweet simple soul so unmarred and gold
Dances before them as a succulent steak they wish to devour so dance sweet soul and what of my soul’s true mate?