Same script, different ending. Two mental health facilities tried to do the same to me. Paid to lie and try to have me drugged for calling out the boss of the “Jeff Epstein Ring.” With Mick Jagger doing it through a clinic affiliated with the court, after committing perjury (read Melanie Hamrick Is Hollywood’s Downfall). Then again the day after L’Wren Scott’s death anniversary, giving me more evidence, verified by ugly Zionist Jew Jonathan Cheban (read Jonathan Cheban The Two Faced Satanist). These people aren’t smart, they’re practically retarded. Having my domains removed has left them flailing. Mick Moloch Jagger isn’t intelligent, nor does he possess business acumen, he’s simply sabotaged or killed others to get to the top (read Revelation 8: The 27 Club). He’s easily one of the stupidest people I’ve ever had the displeasure of interacting with. I was stunned by his idiocy. The man’s a fucking dolt and practically a eunuch, his dick is so small.
Completely withdrawing my energy, I guarantee he won’t be here next year to pull another L’Wren death anniversary gag. He can’t even perform. He’s trying to distract everyone by taking nonsense through the media. He’s so big and bad, raping, eating and murdering defenseless children. He’s a loser planning his funeral and where his assets will go upon his impending death. As he should. I even allowed Donald Trump to disrespect him, an upcoming article, and nothing happened. Why? Because I’m Queen bitch. He can’t do witchcraft, my domain, unless I allow him to. This is what these soon to be dead and burning in Hell demonic elites do, except it doesn’t work on a Goddess. I will get Karen Mulder justice, I will continue speaking the truth, my domain (read Jeff Epstein Dines With Boss Mick Jagger). The chance to earn more time is fleeting we’re about to start the en masse deaths, Kali & Shiva. Via: GirlUprooted
Updated: 6/18/2026 11:19pm