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Friday, March 25, 2022

Fair Warning about Those Who Just Want to be Left Alone.

 Why They Don't Wanna Get My Kinda People Involved in WW3 | Buddy Brown


About Our Reconstruction

 By Anna Von Reitz

The American Government was formed in 1776.  In July of that year, The United Colonies of the United States of America was formed and began doing business as the States of America and as the United States.  

In September of that year, these same United Colonies formed The United States of America, an unincorporated Federation of States, designed to conduct international business for the United Colonies. In 1781 -- still during the Revolution, these same United Colonies created the Confederation of States-of-States (known as "Confederate States") to conduct mutual business for the States in commerce.  Commerce is business between two incorporated entities. 

This was all done by the Second Continental Congress that we are heir to. These are the so-called three branches of our American Government: Union, Federation, and Confederation. 

The Proper Name of our country operating as a nation is: The United States. 
The Proper Name of our country operating in international venues is: The United States of America.  Both names include the Definite Article: The. 

Simple enough.  The Union stays home and tends the knitting, grows the gardens, and holds the national soil jurisdiction of each State inviolate. 
The Federation faces the wide world and deals with the issues of diplomacy on land and sea.  The Confederation busies itself with delivery of government services for pay, issuance of patents, regulation of postal service and all similar  
activities --- or is supposed to.  That is where the problem lies. 

The original American Confederation ceased to function in 1861. That threw its responsibilities back on the Federation, which originally did those functions, too, for the five years between 1776 when the Federation came to be, and 1781, when the Second Continental Congress created the Confederation to take over those responsibilities.  

The collapse of the Confederation also meant the collapse of the American Federal Subcontractor fronted by the Union States doing business as the States of America--the Federal Republic.  

In fact, the Federal Republic was just a governmental services contractor responsible for doing specific things enumerated by The Constitution for the united States of America (1787)---- but it was important because it was the American Federal Subcontractor in the Constitutional System. 

This Federal Republic Subcontractor is how the Americans were supposed to retain control of important day to day functions -- like the Patent and Trademark Office, and the US Mint, the US Coast Guard, the Federal Court System, and American Military Services.  And it went kaput in 1861 with nobody but some DC vermin being the wiser. 

Now we enter the topic of United States History. 

The United States Federal Government mirrored the already existing American Government.  

Just as we had three branches--- Union, Federation, and Confederation operating our American Public Government, the United States Federal Government was conceived as a Private Government Subcontractor with three branches. 

Our American Union of States was mirrored by the States of America, run as a Republic. 

Our American Federation of States was mirrored by the United States of America--a British Territorial Government, run as a Democracy. 

Our American Confederation of States-of-States was mirrored by the United States (Number Three), a Papist Municipal Government, run as a Theocracy. 

When we are talking about this later "United States Federal Government" we are talking about three subcontractors, one American, one British, and one representing the Holy Roman Empire. 

Remember --- The Federal Republic, the American Federal Subcontractor, stopped functioning in 1861, and nobody bothered to tell the Americans.  

That left the two remaining Federal Subcontractors, one British, one HRE, and they just slipped into place on an "emergency basis" and nobody back then, in the chaos and confusion following the so-called American Civil War, was any wiser.  Lincoln was dead.  Andrew Johnson an incompetent. All normalcy and communications channels were disrupted by four years of war. 

The Schemers in Washington, DC, pulled in extra foreign workers and made it look like everything was back on track, but it never really has been.  The Reconstruction which was supposed to take place after the Civil War never happened.  

The Confederation has never been rebuilt by the States, and the Federal Republic has never been reinstated by the Confederation. 

Both the Confederation and the Federal Republic still have to be reconstructed after more than a century and a half. 

The States of the Union have to reconstruct the Confederation, and then, the Confederation has to reconstruct the Federal Republic, first one and then the other.  

And all this work has to be done by the American States of the Union and by Americans who are claiming their natural birthright political status, because nobody else has the right to do it. 

When we woke up and realized the immensity of the task before us and the considerable disadvantage that our paid-for "help" had placed us in by unlawfully converting our natural political status into that of a registered U.S. Citizen (making us wards of the Queen and British Crown), the States of the Union hadn't been called into Session in a hundred and fifty years. 

Worse, while there were and are plenty of Americans who still believe themselves to be Americans, almost none of them were competent to act as Americans as a result of the British Interlopers claiming that they were U.S. Citizens instead and registering their Proper Names as such almost at birth.

We had to paper over those British registrations and correct the public records concerning our own choice of political status, and then, we had to call our States of the Union into Session. 

As overwhelming as this prospect was, we manned up and did it.  

And now, the American Government is back.  There are fifty State Assemblies populated by declared and recorded Americans, and our Federation of States is alive and well and booted up in international jurisdiction. 

As of October first of 2020 our pre-Civil War State Assemblies acted by Roll Call Election and unanimously enrolled all those States formed under The Northwest Ordinance since the Civil War.  This allowed States like Nevada and Utah to emerge from the twilight of quasi-statehood granted to them by British Territorial Officials and begin to operate as true States of the Union, in control of their own land and soil without any presumption of a British Territorial custodianship. 

In July of 2021, all fifty of our properly enrolled and populated State Assemblies again acted by Roll Call Election to issue a Peace Treaty and Proclamation officially ending The American Civil War.  It's over.  Any continuing occupation by our public employees is illegal and unlawful. 

As we continue to make headway, we have found our employees run amok across the whole of the planet, misdirected to serve criminals in pursuit of mercenary conflicts, using fraud, identify theft, and impersonation schemes to alter our identities and prey upon us, access our credit, and non-consensually saddle us with their debts, issuing illegal "legal tender" in our names, and such a plethora of other offenses it staggers the imagination. 

The foxes were running our hen house to profit themselves and abusing our resources and empowerments to terrorize the rest of the world. Now they are trying to terrorize us at home, with schemes to kill us with phony vaccinations and profit from life insurance policies placed on their purported "citizens", with schemes to kill "the dollar" by killing their own Federal Reserve Note --- which is in no way an American dollar, with more schemes to keep this all quiet and deny that it is what it is --- long term institutionalized fraud and corruption. 

The "Federal Reserve Notes" floated by these persons have been funded by a system of labor force enslavement and non-consensual peonage, activities that have been outlawed worldwide since 1926. These same criminals have run up vast debts against our Good Names and assets, and failed to balance the books against the National Credit and Interest accrued on that National Credit that we are owed.  By this simple fraud, they have endeavored to misrepresent the Creditors as the Debtors, and the Debtors as the Creditors. 

All of this is coming to a halt as our Reconstruction continues.  All governments worldwide are now fully informed of the infamy and Gross Breach of Trust that we have suffered at the hands of the Holy See, the Queen, and the Lord Mayor. May our experience stand as a warning to everyone else who has had the misfortune to deal with them, and as a clarion call to the other nations of the world to take a stand with us and our actual American Government against this appalling criminality that has spread like a cancer around the entire globe. 

If we all wish to be free and to live in peace and to have the ability to enjoy the fruits of our labors, these crime syndicates must be broken, their methods examined, and their operations exposed to the light of day, so that they may no longer continue to employ their endless con games, false "legal" processes, diplomatic meddling, propaganda, cancerous bureaucracies, and racketeering schemes. 

Show your concern and support by sending a letter to the United Nations Secretary General right now and tell him that your government stands with the American People and the actual American Government.  Let there be no further mistake --- that thing calling itself "the US" is not America, and it never has been. 


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Lara Logan blows the lid off Ukraine

The Rosy Cross

 By Anna Von Reitz

When I was a little girl, about four years old, a French Rosicrucian priest came several thousand miles to meet me.  He was amused to find that I wasn't even in school yet.  He had had a vision of me as an adult and came expecting to meet a mature woman.  

Imagine his wry smile and twinkling eyes when he realized that he had been wandering around in a future time and that the woman he wanted to talk to didn't actually exist yet?  

LOL. Such are the perils and vicissitudes of those who walk the time grid.  

He was a delightful small personage in his distinctive white cassock and robes, with the much more appealing (to my thinking) simple gold cross with a tiny rose-gold colored sculpture of a rose centered where the arms of the cross met, instead of the gruesome Catholic crucifix.  

I was already wrinkling up my nose about the crucifix.  Why, I demanded of my Grandmother, was Jesus left hanging there like a piece of dead meat --- and then hung around our necks like a millstone?  She shrugged and told me to ask the Pope.  

But I liked the Rosicrucian priest.  He was great fun.  Although he must have been at least retirement age, and may have been considerably older, he was spry and light on his feet, delighted with the simple farm fare that was our daily bread, and constantly observing the world with apparent pleasure. 

It was all beautiful in his eyes and he repeatedly told my Grandmother and parents how peaceful and delightful our home was, that he could not imagine a better place for me to grow up, how pleased he was that he had had a chance to meet me, even if I was only four years old. 

For my part, I was pleased to meet him.  There was something gentle and hopeful about him. His close-cropped curly white hair was shiny and had a tendency to get mussed up by the wind, just like mine. His sparkling brown eyes were friendly and perpetually smiling --- unlike the vast majority of grown ups I met on my daily rounds. 

I got the impression that, having been disappointed in his original mission, he decided to stop a few days with us and simply take a mini-vacation, driving around the surrounding countryside, petting the animals, admiring the gigantic blue and white trumpets of the Heavenly Blue Morning Glories my Mother always grew on the trellis beside the front porch.  

He even enjoyed going out to the old-fashioned iron water pump and see-sawing the handle back and forth until the ice cold water came splashing out into our tin cups, one for him, one for me. 

Late afternoons found him writing letters and early mornings found him going to the post office to mail them.  He found a couple favorite shady spots, one on a hand-hewn bench in the shade of our massive pear tree, and one in my Grandmother's Summer Kitchen, a screened-in porch that boasted a massive old leather recliner tucked into one corner, where he could catch an afternoon nap with the family cat. 

The night before he left, and before I as a child realized that he was leaving, he took my hand, looked me right in the eye, and said, "I am leaving you my blessing."  This was very solemn and sincere.  So, of course, I accepted with the same solemn gaze and sincerity, without knowing--- really--- what a blessing was, just taking it on faith that it was something good and important. 

He smiled merrily and placed both hands on my unruly mop of red hair; his lips moved, but I didn't hear any words, and then, we were off to "supper" -- that Midwestern tradition everyone else calls "dinner".  

In the morning, he was gone, and we all felt the loss, and for some time afterward, things felt vaguely sad, like a beach on a cloudy day. Even then I realized that he had traveled all the way from France, and couldn't be counted on to travel all that way back again, especially since the woman he wanted to talk to wouldn't be around for another fifty or sixty years. 

On my sixteenth birthday a small parcel came in the mail, wrapped in brown paper and string.  It contained a gold cross with a rose-gold rose in the center, and a fine gold chain.  On a small embossed card were written the words, "Be beloved. Fr. R" 

It must have come from him. It was postmarked in Rouen, France, but no return address. I had to smile, despite the little stab of pain.  I knew I would never see him in this life again. 

Be beloved.  Let your thoughts and your hearts dwell in love, and in this present moment. Seize your life with gratitude.  Relish each small blessing of every passing day, so that you eventually grow to realize the overwhelming blessing of your own life and the life of this planet, and are never deceived by the Deceivers who cast their nets among us. 


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