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Scheduling some good ass content for later today. See you soon. Xoxo Athena aka That bitch bitch. It’s my time, my powers have increased. Before Jaquana Cornelius and after. I told you so. Mick Jagger was right I’m the special star. Get into it, the golden age of the goddess, I will make you all feel magic, empower you, enlighten you, entertain you and produce a renaissance. If you aren’t invited to my parties and such I feel sad for you. Some people will NEVER encounter or be photographed with the goddess. Kisses. It’s time to celebrate, like I said. MELANIE HAMRICK IS AN UGLY WEIRDO BITCH WHO RUINED THE ROLLING STONES. THAT’S HY RUPERT IS LEAVING JERRY, CAUSE THAT FAMILY IS A JAIL BOUND, HELL BOUND, WHITE TRASH LIABILITY. GEORGIA MAY JAGGER IS A BIG FACE SMALL BRAINED RACIST WHO HELPED RUIN HER PARENTS LIFE MOST OF ALL. CAN’T STAND HER THE MOST. FOLLOWED BY SLOPPY JADE JAGGER. DUMBEST CHILDREN I’VE EVER SEEN.

Ps if you’re angry at women you’re def gonna be mad at me. Where can I get a sex choker, or one that says slut? I’m a woman and I LOVE TO FUCK. Should I bring Jizzabel back, my nickname for when I’m a wanton woman? My body I do what I want. Hubris won’t be tolerated.

Melanie Hamrick’s Blood Ritual Spell

Yesterday in my stories on my main account, I posted this picture asking if you noticed anything. Not just her ratty hair, sloppy body, and unattractive profile. Nope, this photo was from the staged ones last tour in Miami. Remember? When she pretended to be his girlfriend to promote her show. Even though he didn’t spend any time with her, nor the murder rape baby by the pool. Melanie Hamrick, desperate to put Mick Jagger back under her spells resorted to blood magic.

Look at her shoulder, below I enhanced it using instagram filters. She got this tattoo in white ink hoping no one would notice.
I did. It’s a tattoo of 70’s Mick, with bangs. The cut on her hand was for the blood supply. My beauty was enough to break the black magic, she needed to get him back under her control. Mick had no idea until I told him.
Why the tattoo?

Because pictures are very powerful when casting spells. Tattoos even more so, since it’s adding a sigil to your body. Blood fuels sigils (I don’t know why it says text, but since it highlights her cut I’ll leave it).

Melanie Hamrick is a satanist, who has murdered, raped and stalked to get what she wants. She’s remorseless and the definition of evil. Mick would never choose her over L’wren Scott, or at all. He’s a psychopath, superficial, he only likes beauty. To look like Melanie you would have to mutilate your face. She had plans on murdering his children for her murder rape baby to inherit his fortune and of raping me like she did Mick. She was going to take away my freewill and make me her girlfriend. L’wren Scott DID NOT WANT TO DIE. She cried trying to get back into her body. Sally Wood, his children, the Hilfiger’s, Brett Grace the parasite, and so many more are the shit stains of this world. You aligned with her, with racism, with murder, rape, and the demonic, face your fate. You chose this. Look where antagonizing a goddess got you (you needed me for protection, I say NO), in the devil’s collection, because he always takes more than you can afford. The devil always comes to collect.

Part of me wishes I never saved them, but then L’wren wouldn’t get justice and I wouldn’t be legendary. I get to be rich, the one that got away, a hero, all without being tied down with a psychopath baby, in a family of psychopaths, which the Jagger’s are. Alvin Bragg is a menace to society, just like her.

Melanie Hamrick Is In Love With Me

Raping one person just wasn’t enough for Melanie Hamrick, nope, she had every intention of doing the same to me. After posting my article, where she tried to coerce me into doing black magic on Mick Jagger, I noticed something crazy. I failed to put the highlights of her self created Dr. Ighalo page in my last piece. Above photos are again to exhibit how incredibly sexy L’Wren Scott is. He would never choose a nobody background dancer, with facial deformities, no beauty, style, or talent, especially over beloved, successful L’Wren. Or Noor for that matter. To have her live off him via child support, since her career is non existent. Mick literally only dumped Carla Bruni, because Jerry Hall was going to take his money. Both beautiful supermodels, but for unattractive Melanie, he’s a different man. It’s a joke, just like her. Trust if you seen me in person I’m hotter than my pictures, have supermodel looks and literally get told I’m beautiful everyday. People also sneak pictures of me thinking I’m a celebrity. Getting rid of men is my issue, not keeping them.

Above you’ll find the missing highlights. The last one was a court oil spell, the one that failed and is about to imprison her. The first one is for a gay love spell, with two girls. Melanie’s downfall was her obsession with me. She is head over heels in love. That’s why she can’t stay away from me, continuously incriminating herself. She intended on doing to me, what she did to Mick. She’s a rapist, with no remorse, who took their freewill and attempted to take mine. Too bad I’m a goddess and Queen witch bitch. The only divine, I’m too powerful for that to work. Meanwhile I’m sending her photos comparing our bums so she knows she’s not hot, and she’s actually using them for self gratification. YUCK! She’s a lesbian like I said.

Let me put her lack of beauty into perspective. When you go to a plastic surgeon, you bring reference photos: I want a hairline, butt, boobs, cheeks like so and so. If you were to go to a surgeon and ask for a nose like Melanie’s, they’d say “You want me to cut off a piece of your right nostril? Then add extra skin to your left nasal passage?” I want a chin like Melanie’s, “You want me to shave down the left side of your chin?” I want lips like Melanie, “You want me to remove fat from them, the opposite of filler?” No surgeon in their right mind would do that. Like what?

That’s why she was a loser in high school, she’s not pretty. That’s why even Mick Jagger couldn’t give her a career. She’s not beautiful. That’s why she barely had any boyfriends growing up, or in adult life. That’s why no powerful suitors are interested in her. That’s why she wanted to be L’Wren Scott. That’s why she had a murder rape baby, to force herself in Mick’s family when the dark magic ebbed. She’s a murderer, stalker, rapist, satanist, black magician, loser, who planned on raping me. The devils come to collect. Her time is up, so is her defunct covens and all aligned with her. Bye you weirdo. You’re a criminal, who added perjury, attempted murder and attempted rape to your record. Hell is calling. L’Wren it’s been an honor bringing your fine ass justice.

Melanie Hamrick Is A Black Magician

Melanie deformed face Hamrick, continues to stalk me, whilst incriminating herself. The above photos are just to emphasize how much hotter L’Wren Scott is. Melanie is an unattractive loser, who resorted to stalking, murder and rape to still be a nobody. Then perjury, because she couldn’t get my articles removed. Why? Because she incriminates herself. Not only did she continue to stalk me, she created two other troll accounts to coerce me into using black magic against Mick Jagger.

On April 26th Melanie comes to my Saint Twenty Instagram page, to comment that she was left broke with one kid, under the troll account Rejoice 4304. She then tells me to go to a black magic practitioner, also a troll account by Melanie. Dr. Ighalo Spell Temple, an account she created the day before. As her oldest post and highlights indicate. Which she now deleted.

Melanie literally posted a court oil product, telling, is that what you used when your plan against me backfired? Look at all the spells: How To Be Sexy, Love Spells, How To Get Your Ex Back…all things she used on Mick and L’Wren. She even makes fake accounts to like her post, as seen in photo 7.

Being a goddess I’m prescient, it’s cute you deleted the account, but I already have the evidence idiot. Melanie is a predator who murdered L’Wren Scott, look at how distraught Mick is below. While her ugly ass lurks, like the rapist she is. This picture says everything about her. She was born a loser, wanted to go back to her high school reunion a somebody, since she got nowhere in ballet, desperate to prove everyone wrong she used black magic on an old man to rape him, after killing his love.

Mick would never look at a missing nostril, uneven chin, ugly eyed, thin lipped, talentless, no style, no personality, no body, nobody background dancer. Never the principal, so she stalked, murdered, raped and black magicked her way to trying to be cool. She’s a criminal, a satanist, a lesbian in love with me, predator. She tried to be gorgeous, beloved L’Wren and planned on killing his consensual kids to inherit his fortune with her murder rape baby. Clink clink bitch your time is up.

Melanie Hamrick Is Maryann Donchez

At one point she was L Donchez, which I also have screenshots of. Here’s Melanie Ugly Hamrick, under L’Wren Scott’s photo on the day she forced her to kill herself, using the full moon and her defunct coven. She’s the troll account Maryann Donchez. She comments angel under the photo and then likes her own comment. A mentally ill, stalker, trying to wear someone else’s skin.

On April second, Maryann Donchez followed and unfollowed me. She did the same thing on April 16th, but I’m gonna save that for my article this week, showing her in my stories under multiple troll accounts (including this one). After committing perjury, claiming I was stalking her. As if I would ever care about someone so below basic and unattractive. Look at me, I was written into the will and walked away, I have other options. I’m being stalked and copied by powerful people. Anyone who believed her is just as mentally ill, stupid, or both. Or simply racist.

Melanie is obsessed with me, in love and mentally unwell. She doesn’t care that she’s adding jail time, as long as she gets to interact with me. Many people who practice black magic are idiots, without it they lack common sense, dependent on it to make things so. Now that her time is up and the devil’s come to collect, she’s deep in delusion. It’s not her murder rape baby, family, or Mick Jagger she’ll miss most, it’s me. Shaking my head. No dignity, no self respect, no beauty, no personality, no talent, no style, she’s a murder, rapist, stalker, black magician, who took away the freewill of two people, only to find in the end it wasn’t worth it.

It’s finally time to tell that story about homeless people, so everyone can understand their fate in eternal flames. How you aligned with evil, and will pay the price. For many of you, your children will join, the devil loves the soul’s of youth. That’s common knowledge (bring me the soul of a newborn babe). You did this to yourselves, fans, friends and family alike. I mean hello, I found all this evidence down to coven pictures and you thought aligning against me, disrespecting me, not listening was smart? You deserve everything that’s coming. Most of you won’t survive the decade. Sorry not sorry. Enjoy your time. Via: Itsjqboo

People Who Are Good For You Mentally

Get rid of toxicity, it’s draining and lowers your vibration. If someone isn’t good for your mental health ditch them, life is too short to waste time, or energy, on people who don’t make you feel good. Replace them with people who care. That’s why I’m suing Mick Jagger and documented how he’s treated me. He thought I’d miss him, but I don’t. I truly just pity him, he’s stuck in toxicity because he’s a coward. He’s spineless and an old man child. Who do you need to leave behind? Via: An Anxiety Thing

Why Ronnie Woods Family Is My Favorite

First off let me say I cried, all the other stuff aside, having one of your idols stand up for you, let alone know who you are, I’m honored. It’s the hardcore fan in me. Had it not been for Ronnie Wood, the women in his life and brood, I’d believe The Rolling Stones were a farce. That everything they taught me to be was just a mirage of what was. Going from badass revolutionaries, railing at the status quo to the man, based on their children’s behavior. I can 100 percent say that Ronnie, Jo, and Sally Wood, along with their children, never once antagonized, or bullied me. Nor affiliate with people of the sort. It’s one thing to feel indignant privately, but they actively stood up for me and stood by Lwren Scott.

These are authentic people, who hold others accountable. They aren’t performative activist, or a lynch mob, bordering on Nazi’s (to blindly follow the side of evil without question). Mick Jagger’s children treated me, as well as him, horribly. Profiling me, making assumptions, lies, going against their father, purposely siding with his abuser, someone who murdered Lwren Scott and raped their dad using black magic, with her coven. Untrustworthy, ungrateful, entitled, spoiled, mediocre…contributing nothing to their parents legacy, but have so much to say. Mind you they can’t navigate the world, so use to the umbrella of their parents work. Every gig gotten, foot in the door, way people treat you, Ivy League status (black, female, celebrity parents), every opportunity given, due to Mick. Who are you to tell him what to do, ever? You are nothing without him. You’d think they’d be humble.

I was nice to those kids, saved their lives, I could have let her finish them, then pulled a Melanie Hamrick, coming in as a “savior”. I’m not evil, despite them having profiled me WHILE I made the decision to save them. I tolerated them for Mick. Jo Wood, thank you for acknowledging that, treating me as human and not turning a blind eye to their inhumanity. Thank you for raising kids who did the same. Never erring on the side of evil for an ego they didn’t earn. Even earned egos aren’t hot. This screenshot is from December 28th 2021.

Then there’s Sally Wood, openly admitting to missing Noor. If you read my article Single White FeMel(anie Hamrick) you’d know Catherine Montgomery (who I’m going to do a separate piece on), is the fan Melanie was stalking. Upon hearing the news Sally started following her. Upset by this Melanie continued harassing Catherine, even pretending to be Ronnie in search of an affair.

Honorary mention to Chris Jagger, Mick’s brother, for doing the same (he’s safe). It meant everything to her. She’s a hardcore fan.

Rounding it all out is Ronnie Wood himself, posting on March 6th 2022 the exact set list from the show where Melanie black magicked Mick in 2014. With the caption “Were you at the show? What are your memories?” Read article How Melanie Hamrick “Met” Mick, she can’t keep her lies straight. Nor does Mick remember how he met her, since he was dark magicked.

Thank you to the Woods (RONNIE WOOD FOREVER) for being good, genuine, kind, people. The people I grew up idolizing. It wasn’t all a lie. Not every icon is a big headed jerk. Nor an accomplice to one. This is how you make the world a better place. Via: Saint Twenty & Ronnie Woods Insta

Taking Time Is The Biggest Crime

“The love of my life is gone, and I can’t just call her and say I’m sorry and have her come back. She’s gone forever. So yes, Monique, that is something I do regret. I regret every second I didn’t spend with her. I regret every stupid thing I did that caused her an ounce of pain. I should have chased her down the street the day she left me. I should have begged her to stay. I should have apologized and sent roses and stood on top of the Hollywood sign and shouted, ‘I’m in love with Celia St. James!’ and let them crucify me for it. That’s what I should have done. And now that I don’t have her, and I have more money than I could ever use in this lifetime, and my name is cemented in Hollywood history, and I know how hollow it is, I am kicking myself for every single second I chose it over loving her proudly.”

Melanie Hamrick took time from two people, because she felt entitled to it.

Against their freewill, traumatizing Mick Jagger, by murdering Lwren Scott via black magic and raping him, forcing a baby. Pretending to be a savior. She’s a predator.

All to look like this.

With her weirdo friends. All unattractive nobodies.

For a career she isn’t talented at, despite studying it all her life. As you can see she was a background ballerina, never the star, never the prima, never the principal, just a NOBODY, BACKGROUND dancer with a deformed nose, no style, no money, no career even with Mick Jagger, and no social connections. Not beautiful, or cool. Mick, a LEGEND & INTERNATIONAL ICON, like everyone else, but MOST of all, would never notice you. For what? Let alone choose you over L’Wren and have a baby with YOU and not her. You’re an entire fucking satanist weirdo loser. So is everyone aligned with you. Creepiest person ever, parasite. Via: BBYHercules & CTV News

Jack James, Me, The Beatles And The Stones

Before I go into why the Woods are my favorite Stones family (in tomorrow’s article), restoring my faith in the band, I must tell this one. After winning my lawsuit against Miss Lily’s I got a part-time gig at a pizza place in Park Slope, Amorina. I was the phone slash delivery girl, organizing all the take-out and pick up orders. The staff like the restaurant was small, and run by an insane woman named Ellen. Italian, hot tempered, miserable (cuckquean) and out of her mind. This bitch woman literally held my last check of $500 hostage after I quit. Mind you, I left due to an underserving tirade, which she was known to do. Her own daughter commented her mom was off. She’d just snap out of nowhere, then act like everything was normal. As she’s refusing to give me my money, I’m making plans to attend my missing friend Robbie’s memorial. When I started the job he disappeared, causing me to leave in tears one shift. She’d been with me through this traumatic ordeal and didn’t give af. I had to pull up to her restaurant TWICE to get my money. Unhinged. At least she apologized to the staff after I read her ass for being bogus af.

This is where I met Jack James, a beautiful, tall, chiseled musician/model hailing from Texas. He loves Elvira, made me laugh until I cried, and like myself is a classic rock whore. We were kool and the gang until we started reppin our sets. A rivalry older than Bloods VS. Crips-The Beatles or The Stones, which is the better band? He barely let me speak, making his opinion fact before storming off. An attack akin to stepping on someone’s motherfucking kicks. Indignant was an understatement! Affronted I harbored this resentment until I got him back for his Harry Styles boa dig (a slight tiff that turned into a WMag social media post, with designer Marc Jacobs inserting himself). I never said I was above it, I’m petty. Being a Stones fan is a lifestyle. In my eyes he came for my entire existence! The Rolling Stones influenced me more than anyone, ever. Without them I’d literally be dead. Their music was the only thing that kept me alive my first year at Emerson College. Deep in the throes of addiction, nothing but cocaine, coffee, and cigarettes as sustenance, I lived on the verge of two worlds. I became skeletal in frame, going from a Double D to a D (boob weight never regained); my friends remarked I was on a different drug every time they saw me. My friends told me verbatim I was going to die. It was that bad, I just kept cutting straws, snorting lines and doing me. While the Stones had always been my everything, it was that year I needed them most. Just one more song to keep me going. My ringtone was Cocksucker Blues (the tour rehearsal version), that’s how dependent I was on the music.

Don’t get me wrong I fucking love The Beatles, LOVE. Had Jack let me expound my answer would have been this: you can’t have one without the other, it’s symbiotic. One’s rooted in pop, the other in blues, yet they’re both rock bands. The Beatles who invented albums and music videos (easily the most musically innovative band of all time) sing about what they wish the world to be, The Stones sing about it’s actualities (both groups have range, this is the same generalization of you can bring the Beatles home to your parents, not the Stones). For those using sales as a determinate, name one Stones song you can play for children? I was singing Yesterday in elementary school. The Stones have more soul, I can dance to their music, it’s hood relatable for the ignorant who think rock is white people music (black people created rock n roll), they’ve always credited black people, they created the template for the musicians lifestyle (sex, drugs, rock n roll), they created the “bad boy,” they broke gender, fashion, and race barriers/norms, challenging the status quo at every turn, changing the cultural landscape. The Stones dressed in drag when it was illegal, influencing everyone from the Chili Peppers to Nirvana to do so. I’m a revolutionary, because The Rolling Stones made me one. But, but, they need The Beatles, it’s the Yin to their Yang. You can’t have one without the other, nor do we want to. It’s the perfect musical balance.

Cut to now and gorgeous Jack is literally in a band with Sean Lennon’s wife Charlotte Kemp Muhl, and I dated Mick Jagger. You can’t make this shit up. You truly, genuinely can’t. So next time Naomi Campbell decides to lie for two white men appropriating our Caribbean culture for profit (Genc and Binn Jakupi), before Georgia May Jagger, her equally idiotic siblings and affiliates make assumptions (based on race), do make sure it’s someone who isn’t well connected. Should I continue on how many people grew up with me, displaying you’re liars and racists or…? Who did Melanie Hamrick know before raping Mick & murdering L’Wren Scott? Exactly. Jack, Daddy, are we the guardians of rock n roll? FYI he also loves the Rolling Stones, don’t come for him. Via: Jack James Busa Insta, Uni_Loonies & Riley And John

The Lesson Of L’Wren Scott

The absolute most important rule to take from L’Wren Scott is this: love transcends death, it is the strongest bond of all. We’re all just souls borrowing bodies to experience this lifetime. L’Wren loved Mick Jagger and his family so much, she protected them from the other side. Limned more by the fact that I ignored Mick saying Melanie Hamrick is evil. Those going to hell won’t be able to protect, guide, or exchange love with the people they care for. The world is a dangerous place, guardians and those who’ve passed protect you far more than you can imagine.

Determined to soak up the sun for a minimum of six plus hours, I got up early as hell for the sojourn to Riis Beach. Little things kept making me late, I was infuriated. Turns out being tardy saved my life, a gunman got on my very stop and opened fire on the platform, at the exact time I’d planned to be there. Or another instance when I forgot to set my alarm, only waking up in time for my strict job due to a disembodied voice distinctly going: pssst Jaquana. Or that time I was seeing a guy for his motorcycle. On our first date we planned on riding it to Queens from the UES, except as soon as he parked to pick me up, it went kaput. Stopped working out of nowhere. Why? We we didn’t know, the tank was full and there were no mechanical problems, he’d only stopped it to give me a helmet. Turns out multiple accidents happened on the route we planned to take. I saw news articles on it later, the light rain became heavy, at least five crashes occurred. Only when it was time to part, hours later, did his bike start again. All protection from the unseen untethered by these bodies. L’Wren loved her family, friends and cried over Lucas Jagger the longest on her departure, she wanted to see him grow in this world. Melanie took the things she loved away from her, against her freewill. A sacred law. She and the product created from evil, those aligned with her, will pay. You reap what you sow. How many moments of guidance you taken for granted? Via: Lwren Scott