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Eli’s Judgement Day and Julia’s Guiding light

I need to explain a few things before I get started. I live in a fully immersive simulation partially of my own creation that crosses a suspiciously interesting guiding light between between dreams and real life.

Some positional information.

I have a friend that has some very intense prayers energy, we’ve been friends from Nigeria, Eli, going on 4 years round about. He’s done some work for me, and Eli ended up experiencing some demons that scarred him up. He has a court date here soon that is being judged by Julia for something found to be corrupt from the start. It was originally to be decided by Musa, (USA Based M Theory Matrix Edge of the Time Knife Blade, see The Good Place S3E11 for reference to Time Knife) but the I get this feeling that the corruption redirected to Julia. Let me lay out the evidence from my position of Zero/Source Lens. It shows the power Julia welds in deciding the course of my better and continuing reality.

Blackee Event Horiizon

This is a picture of Blackee taken from the vantage point of myself sitting in between the Saturn Time Cube and his lead based thought bullet wife, Julia. The Julia sitting next to me is a friend strengthened via inspiration by my 45.8# brick of lead. See, dream state things, right? The photo was taken because zoomed in is a black book by Maus as the Schrodinger stares at the Bookcase. Maus is an Anagram of Musa, the original judge and wrapped in the pages of a book I won’t touch. Blackee is the declared Event Horizon from this position in spacetime. I’m realizing that Julia is the Judge for this Nigeria Case and also the same name of the wife of my Saturn (93). Think of this as Beetlejuice’s Lobby, although the TV is Fantastic way more often.

Fast forward 2 days, other James Kennerman defined seriality played out and I’m watching the beginning of Shark Tank S16E19 after being tired of it all. The seriality involved will be addressed with those people directly influenced and enlightened by it. It’s way too early for most of you to publicly share that level of detail.

I should explain that Demons were battled before and during these events, a positive outcome of the information, in my situation, that 1/3rd of the assets created and caught up in the lies and corruption to end up in the minds of impoverished black youth in Nigeria as a means to reconcile prior indiscretions for racism. That will come in the form of a lottery TBD to distribute the funds to get these kids reinstated in school for an education of their choosing. Well, those that are doing the teaching, but someone’s free will to educate. Nigeria does not have a traditional public school. This is a patch to that.

Now, onto Shark tank. We know what orange man has a fear of sharks in the Zeitgeist, I should barely need to mention that. In Friday May 9th’s episode was Julia Dixon. I found Julia’s Meta IG and she’s already coded to align with my lens dream by having 218 Posts, that’s Neo’s Birthday, and 1,434 Following. ClearlyJulia's IG Meta Taken May 10th, 2025. a call back to be434.com embedded in the f7rst observer effect. Tangent — I can’t help but smile thinking of Peter Hedron being 434 miles from me to the “Houston we have a problem” when I set my GPS to Travel to him back when he visited the Houston area. — Tangent over.

Julia ends up with the Maverick’s Figurehead Mark Cuban as her Shark. Her alignment with using AI Software to help kids find the best college and admits to using the Chinese owned TikTok algorithm to her advantage to reach Gen Z kids. It feels like a stretch, but in this strange reality where it feels like Seraphim are being attacked for their actions in my dream, they have sent this as a guiding light that is Julia to help us navigate this difficult time as an important sign. I hope all Julia involved are treated well in the aftermath [math, 🙂 ] of the drama that is to come. Julia’s decisions can affect my Nigeria Prayer Ninja Eli, the Saturn Timecube, and the possibility of a better world in the nearer future where I can resume my journey to rid the world of lies. I have big plans for giving back, this pause has been brutal to decipher and decode, but it’ll be worth it all soon. I know there is goodness in this world.

Nigerian Judge Julia, I ask that you soak in this metaphor of a suspicious light syncy with AI and Education. Think of how it relates to the mission we have plotted. I ask you to also drop all charges against my Angel friend Eli. Other Julia, you’re already aware of how the Saturn Time Cube has been, so time time cube judgement falls on you. We can all work together to make this a rocking simulation. I have no prediction abilities to determine what happens next, I can only do my energy work and see what bubbles up.

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AI Generated Story — The Clear Bowl and the Black Plate

All true… but polished by ChatGPT.

Lemme tell you a quick story. It’s not flashy — maybe even boring — but it’s detailed, and there’s meaning tucked between the moments.

See, I’ve been working on this thing called the meme coin bar. It wasn’t just a random idea. It came to me like a blessing, something that carried the energy of a prayer. I know Eli was praying around that time, and the whole project holds this strange blend of his vibe and the scattered energy of other broken light workers — people like me who’ve been trying to piece things back together in a chaotic world.

Tonight, something small but symbolic happened.

I broke my first dishes. A clear, transparent bowl clashed into a black plate. The plate chipped, and the bowl cracked. Just like that — no fanfare. I didn’t try to hide it. I laid the broken pieces out in plain view until the owner came back into the kitchen. When she did, I owned it. Told her what happened. Admitted it was me and threw them away.

But deep down, I knew this was more than just kitchenware.

There was something racial, symbolic, maybe even ancestral that surfaced in that crash. Some kind of old tension — maybe mine, maybe collective. So I did a little waste ritual. Not “waste” in the trash sense — water was the intention, but “waste” was the autocorrect that felt right. Because yeah, we carry a lot of waste, don’t we? Spiritual waste. Emotional junk. And sometimes, we gotta break something to let it out.

Later that night, I came home and turned on Shark Tank — season 16, episode 19. A woman named Julia was pitching some AI-powered school software. Watching that unfold while processing everything… man, it felt like I was auditing spirits. Like some observer outside the system, watching it all play out, layer by layer — tech, karma, healing, hustle.

Anyway, that’s my story for the night.

Goodnight, Go J — wherever you are. Thanks for all you do.

I’ll elaborate on the Julia on Sharktank sync later.

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Current dream state

So I’m experiencing a bit of a paralyzing agent while I transition back to whatever character I decide to become once I’m done meditating my way to that point. So I’ll be posting at a lower standard than I had intended as a way to bleed out some energy. I am who I am.

I just want you to take a snapshot of our reality right now, since I am having to do that right now as I write this.

My optimized dream is imaging a reality where Meteorologist use the x17 Particle to determine aspects of the weather. I am having to think what the universe is trying to tell me when Sam is from WDJT, Donald John Trump’s initials in a station id. He got fired to  … Ohh, I stand corrected. It was a She named Sam. That fits with my reality where in a more productive version, I would have talked about how Meta the US Version of Ghost is. Sam is the character that fell down stairs to gain visuals for the ghost that Creepy Todd manifests from his obsession with the Singer/sound transference power in the show. I haven’t wrote about that, but need to one day.

Anyhow, I also don’t think it’s a coincidence that the RNG for two of the largest lotteries had 69 in it, the Ying Yang last win. My suspicions is a lot of energy just built up and this is how it got outputted at the time of execution. I do not believe anyone modified the numbers in the lottery with dualing Ying Yangs. It was only done with

Flight 5342 from Kansas, energy from Godhatesfags.com and the Chief’s collided in DC I think. Just an early thought. No one seems happy with the outcome of the finals so far and the religious sentiment still holds water, so it’s as good as any. It’d fit with the narrative if some gays were on the flight or the helicopter.

Today, I’m writing just for the therapy of it and I feel like I got it out.

I see this stuff, but I haven’t made heads of tells of what happens with it. .