Everyone seems confused regarding the war in Iran, let me explain. I said: I. Want. Someone. Dead. For. My. Birthday. Or else…mind you I hate everyone, with the exception of Vladimir Putin (read Iran: To Start World Three Or Keep Peace?). February 11th 2026, I gave the Illuminati 24 hours to decide who would be killed to honor my anger, in a now archived Instagram post. My birthday is February 27th. The Ayatollah was killed February 28th 2026, the following day. We had beef due to my saving his bank sans compensation (read The Iranian War Was A Set Up). I’m a Goddess not a slave, being nice is over. Working for free while you allow people to abuse me is OVER. I told that nigga you better run my stacks or else, a misogynist, he refused (read “The Lion Women Of Tehran”). The fuck you thought this was. I’m also angry at the general public for taking me for granted. You didn’t appreciate when I prevented WW3. I warned everyone on numerous occasions I would reignite the feud, that I could move people to action. What exactly are you confused about?
All of you allowed the wicked to take over, this is a co-creation, take accountability. No excuses, I gave you access the same power they used to ascend. I protected you gratuitously, when they wanted me to sacrifice you. That’s finished.
I used the arrest ticket from Melanie Hamrick and Mick Jagger’s failed imprisonment attempt. Case dismissed based on perjury. The first line in People Of The State Of New York Vs. shows the day I incarnated to this ghetto planet. I’m not playing with anybody. I’m SICK of talking to people. Everyone is gonna learn a lesson they will never forget. I’m a Goddess, war is my domain. I decide the victors, how far it escalates. You are the subjects whose fates I decide, you will learn your place or pay with your eternal soul. I don’t give a fuck who you are, or for the mentally ill, who you think you are. What you should be doing is making offerings to me, casting spells, doing what’s necessary to get the world you want, to protect yourselves and your children. Not pissing me off to where I want to bring you to do days of rationing food and eviscerate a majority of the population.
Make me angrier, I dare you. I’ll turn this shit nuclear so fast you won’t have time to blink. You wouldn’t be here without me or my husband, Lewis Dvorkin/Jesus/Shiva etc. I’m not going to repeat myself. Should’ve listened instead of invalidating/gaslighting a black woman. You’re too comfortable at my expense, war will wake you up, trust. Best birthday gift ever, now the Ayatollah burns in hell with those of like-mind. For eternity. No second chances. It comes and goes so quickly. If Donald Trump is making moves, knowing he was up for elimination immediately, what should you be doing? This has made me very happy indeed. Enjoy your time, many of you will be gone by 2030, EVERYONE will fall where they align, Kali & Shiva. Via: The New Yorker, Saint Twenty & Wikipedia
Updated: 3/5/2026 7:40am
