To the Governor of Ottawa: It’s Too Late

anna-2  by Anna von Reitz

To the Governor of Ottawa: It’s Too Late

At the end of a very diabolical contract detailing the methodology and plan of the Synagogue of Satan are the following words, usually written in a child’s blood on human skin as a spell to nullify their own instructions:

“This covenant must NEVER, EVER, be known to exist. It must NEVER, EVER, be written or spoken of, for if it is, the consciousness it will spawn will release the fury of the PRIME CREATOR upon us and we shall be cast to the depths from whence we came and remain there until the end time of infinity itself.”

Too late.

The True God sees in secret. He hears and sees what nobody knows. But if this is true of the Father, imagine how much more true it is of the Mother?

Notice this, people of the world: it is the woman who is the PRIMAL CREATOR. It is the Great Mother, called by many names, who is also The Destroyer. Have you not seen this for yourselves?

Who is it who gives birth? Who is it, who cares for the dead? It was the woman who gave birth to him and the woman who went with him to the tomb. It is the woman who is the portal between worlds.

I shall call her by her most Ancient Name: Durga.

She has awakened, along with her fury. Destruction and the Abyss have been chosen and earned by those who have indulged these heinous practices. The Abyss of Separation has been set aside for all of you.

She walks the Earth and gathers the wounded, weeping for her children. Her rage builds with every passing day and will be born in time to intercept the moon and stars. Even the sun stands still for her.

Those who do not repent with all their heart will inherit all their sins, down to the final hour of final hours.

Out of a power you don’t understand, she comes. Grim-faced, she comes to devour the cruel and the arrogant and the hateful. And nothing will stop her, no lie can fool her, no excuse for this evil can be found.

The one who gave you life, the gift you have despised, will cut your threads with her own hands. She will say, “You are no child of mine. You shall have no inheritance.”

Love you will never know again.

You will not even be a memory in the mind of the True God; forgotten unto endless ages you shall be, suspended in the Abyss, unable to move, alone, separated for all Eternity from All That Is — this is the reward you have earned and coveted for your greed and your cruelty and your pride, your idol worship, and your lies.

You have chosen this; so be it. The Order is given.

A little time remains for those who will yet repent. The Ultimate Pronouncement is His.


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