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Street Drug Sold as ‘Cocaine’ Causes Paranoid Schizophrenia . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 16 July 2021

Dear Ones,

Pragmatic Prophet here! I have a hunch that a white powder made from the seeds of a weed local to the Santa Monica Mountains may be passed off as ‘cocaine’ on the streets of Los Angeles.

The illegal substance is Datura, also known as locoweed, jimsonweed, and devil’s trumpet. Regular use of this hallucinogenic poison can cause aggressive behavior, irritability, and paranoid schizophrenia …

Link: “Chronic Non-fatal Datura Abuse in a Patient of Paranoid Schizophrenia: A Case Report,” by Souray Khanra, C.R.J. Khess, and Naveen Srivastava, 10 December 2014 … https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/25544354/ ..

Eating Datura causes delirium, which is to say, inability to differentiate reality from fantasy. It causes vivid, dream-like hallucinations and mental confusion. Other symptoms are the heart beating too fast, bizarre and sometimes violent behavior, and stripping off one’s clothes possibly in a public place.

After ingesting the drug, a person feels restless, depressed, and anxious. Other symptoms are dilation of the pupils of the eyes, inability to urinate, muscle stiffness, temporary paralysis, and amnesia. In a few cases, people have died after ingesting the drug.

A person begins feeling the symptoms about an hour after ingesting this illegal substance. The symptoms last from one or two days to more than 2 weeks. Most people hope never to repeat the experience.

Please warn your neighbors and friends of the bad effects of using this cocaine ‘knockoff’.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

For more, see “Datura” in Wikipedia.

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The Contemptibility of Electronic Backyard Voyeurism . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 2 July 2021
Location: San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, California

Dear Ones,

In the last few years I have found that whenever I go for a swim in my backyard here in the San Fernando Valley, although no one but I am there in the backyard, the eyes of about 10 men and boys are electronically trained on my swimming form.

With my astral hearing, I hear them offering prurient quips, each to the other. I am the butt of ‘Archie Bunker’ type jokes offered by men whose minds are no larger than the neurons in their genital organs. It seems they are without Higher Minds at all.

How can a woman who holds to the good and true wish such subhuman beings well? In my mind’s eye I see these men just as in the drawings below … less than human; hopelessly enmired in karma.

I wonder how it can be that my neighbors would countenance such a thing? Are there no honorable men and women on our street, who are willing to stand against such low-minded behavior and let these men and boys know how poorly they are behaving?

Surely it is better to talk amongst yourselves and resolve this issue than to go the expense and personal disgrace of a lawsuit. Please end the sexual abuse and verbal abuse of women here in the San Fernando Valley. It is ignoble and unworthy of the true and good man, the man who is worthy of esteem in the eyes of his neighbors.

Drawings by Alice

Drawing: “Peeping Tom 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 14 August 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Drawing: “Peeping Tom 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 14 August 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Drawing: “Peeping Tom 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 14 August 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Drawing: “Peeping Tom 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 14 August 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Drawing: “Peeping Tom 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 14 August 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

Drawing: “Peeping Tom 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 14 August 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com ..

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Link: “Peeping Toms . Child Molestation,” drawings by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 14 August 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-jwP ..

Link: “Mystery RIFF: Backyard Spy Cameras Boost Income for Telecommunications Companies?” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 26 June 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-nw7 ..

Link: “Male Drive to Territorial Aggression and Mate Acquisition on the Astral Plane,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 22 May 2016; published on 31 May 2016; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5lG … Surf to: 2. Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Case of the Peeping Tom  … and …  The Case of the Astral Voyeurs
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Alice’s Perilous Tales: Demon-Powered Levitation of a Student? . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 1 July 2021

Image: “On Reptilian Remains from the Trias of Elgin,” by G. Boulenger, 1904, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:On_Reptilian_Remains_from_the_Trias_of_Elgin_(1904)_(14742559206).jpg … CC0

Image: “On Reptilian Remains from the Trias of Elgin,” by G. Boulenger, 1904, in Wikimedia Commons …  https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:On_Reptilian_Remains_from_the_Trias_of_Elgin_(1904)_(14742559206).jpg … CC0

Dear Ones,

‘Heart Vampire’ is said to have caused the members of his group to levitate, and also to have levitated himself. According to the astral lore, he thinks of himself as a cannibalistic reptoid from someplace other than Earth. I am ‘right on’ reminded of this image of the demon Kau’T levitating a human woman. All the more reason, I feel, not to be conceited about levitating, should one be so unfortunate as to do so.

I saw an online image recently of a very gnarly-looking bipedal demon, with a snarl on its face, standing facing forward. In front of the demon was a beautiful woman, in a sort of a trance. The demon had sunk the claws of its left hand into the left shoulder of the woman, and had lifted her off the ground.

I have my own story to tell about the demon I saw in the image, as it seems to me this demon might be kin to one that swooped in and overlit “Heart Vampire,” who was the national leader of a meditation group I attended for a few years. The events I am about to describe happened in the year 2013 or so. I admit I have delayed in telling this tale, as my life in general is just not like this. I could barely believe what happened back then, and it seems to me but a dream today. Nevertheless, from time to time I remember; it could be the memory will dissipate in the telling of the events that transpired on that fateful weekend.

These events took place in a span of three days, over a weekend. I recall I went to a meditation led by that teacher on the East Coast in October 2013. Many dark and sinister psychic phenomena occurred within a few days of each other. There were omens and forebodings and very bad dreams. My psychic ears were ‘pricked up’ and I was on the lookout 24-7 for trouble on both the psychic plane and the physical plane.

I was staying at a staid motel on the East Coast, where I had stayed before. It was a colonial sort of place … genteel, laid-back, and just a little gone to seed, but well kept up for all that. There was a fringe of forest out back; a creek meandered through it. Not a lot of traffic on the country roads that intersected there; in short, it was a quiet and well-appointed retreat.

The first thing that happened was this: I saw in the hallway just beside the door to my room a young Chinese woman standing. That struck me as odd; thinking back, I could not remember one guest at that motel, in the last few years, who had been other than Causasian. This woman seemed to me like a University student; she had that well-bred, educated look. She was in her 20s, I guessed. Somehow, through some crook of the imagination, I sensed an aura of secrecy, something like secret agent, or CIA, or special operative. This hunch was mystifying, and it set me on edge. So when I left the room for the day’s adventures, I set a doorknob alarm on the inside knob of my motel room door.

That first day I visited a member of the meditation group at a home about an hour away. She was the woman I later nicknamed “Torturess,” a member from the Wild West portion of the group who had been visiting the East Coast for a month or so …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Torturess’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 4 March 2021; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lR9 ..

Her husband was ‘Hunter-Snuffer’ …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Hunter-Snuffer’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 5 March 2021; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lSo ..

At the time of my visit I had not an inkling of what was hidden within their subconscious minds; rather, what I felt was a vague uneasiness. Something was just not right, I felt. But what was that? What was going on?

‘Torturess’ was staying with an infant she said was her grandchild in a house on a quiet side street. The house had half a plywood sheet nailed over the entryway to the basement; she said her daughter and son-in-law were renovating that area.

The baby was asleep in a bassinet or crib in the living room. It was a chubby, pleasant-faced child; its face reminded me just a little of the Buddha, very serene. On the mantel over the fireplace across from the bassinet was a very evil looking Satan mask, maybe left over from Halloween. When I saw the mask, I felt a chill, and saw a vision of an invisible Satan’s mask drawn in ‘Dark Light’ upon the bedroom door of ‘Torturess’ at her house in the Wild West. I recalled that was a doorway I had never entered, and wondered what secrets were behind the door. And what secrets were in store for this infant that lay there so peacefully?

What with traffic and travelling a route unknown to me, whose roads were, to say the least, illogically laid out and poorly signed, I arrived late, and could visit for only an hour. We walked with the baby in a stroller a block or so, along the tree-lined, narrow street in front of the house. Then I left, hoping to get to the evening meditation on time.

The meditation that evening was being held at the house of the East Coast meditation leader, a woman I nicknamed “Three House Hostess.” I may have gotten some of the things described below mixed up with a prior meditation weekend at that house; at this distance in time it is hard to ascertain. At any rate, this is how I remember that night in October 2013 …

There were the usual East Coast meditators there, and also the woman I nicknamed ‘Alluring Calm’, who was my meditation leader from the West Coast, in addition to ‘Heart Vampire’ …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Heart Vampire’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 14 February 2021; revised… https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lzW ..

… and his wife ‘inanna’ (as I nicknamed her) from the Wild West …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Inanna’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 5 March 2021; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lTa ..

Another of the East Coast meditation leaders … a very pretty woman I have not nicknamed … brought with her a man about her age, whom I had not seen before. I took him to be her boyfriend.

It was not possible to determine much about the people in the meditation group, as there was a rule of silence before and after the meditations. Aside from the teacher, no one could talk during the meditations unless they raised their hand and the meditation teacher nodded his head in their direction and assented. In almost every instance, input by students was short and sweet. Interspersed with the meditation were long talks by the teacher.

And so, I never got to know any of the people in the group in the usual, chit chat and small talk way. Other than that they were meditators, I knew nothing about them. I was left to surmise and psy to ‘fill in the gaps’, except a little bit with two of his students, a couple I nicknamed ‘Torturess’ and ‘Hunter-Snuffer’; those two invited me over in a polite, social way a few times. From their small talk then I got to know them a little; though small talk, I feel, is but the polite social veneer, not the ‘real McCoy’ of true friendship. Do you not feel that to be so? It was from that small talk that I began to become aware of deep and very unsettling undercurrents in the meditation group. I recall I could not put my finger on it; I began to get a very uneasy feeling. Something just did not fit right … something did not suit. It seemed things might be, in effect, just the opposite of what they appeared to be.

To get back to the October 2013 meditation: There was a man that ‘Heart Vampire’ introduced as his son at the meditation. This man looked a little like he felt out of place, as if he were not used to meditation. Nevertheless, he sat quietly throughout.

There were also several … maybe two … strange men dressed, I think, in suits. On the mighty slim evidence of the clothes they wore and their facial expressions, I took them to be IRS agents or secret service agents. That was just how the energy struck me that weekend … the energy seemed conspiratory. What with these strange, suited men and the young Chinese woman in my motel hallway, conspiracy theory seemed to be ‘in the air’.

I recall after the meditation that evening, as everyone exited to the back yard, one of the suited men hit on the prettiest young woman who had been at the meditation. Judging from the uneventful endings of other meditations I had attended, this seemed to me to be an outstanding faux pas. Such behavior had never occurred priorly. I recall she demurred. Nevertheless I was put in mind of those Agent 007 movies I had seen, and this increased the air of mystery. What was up? Had this been an attempt to pump the young woman for information?

The meditation was held in a basement room of the home of ‘Three House Hostess’. It was a smallish room, jam-packed with chairs. There was a place for the teacher to sit on one side of the room. Then there were three rows of chairs facing the teacher’s seat, and other chairs all around.

The teacher came down the stairs from the ground floor. It looked like he was somehow blinded, and feeling his way along the wall, till he got to his chair. Then he looked (although it seemed sightlessly … maybe with his astral vision) around the room. He said to one person or the other: Please move and sit over here or there. He told me to sit over toward a side wall, nearer to “Alluring Calm,” as I recall, and farther from him. That was par for the course, as I intuitively knew he did not like me; maybe that he was a little afraid of me; that he did not want me to be too close to him. He would nearly never call on me in class if I raised my hand. Nor would he approve the songs I composed, in most cases. Nor would he respond to an email, though once I got him on the phone for a moment.

That, I recall very vividly, was a time when I was about to board an airplane out of Los Angeles, heading for the Wild West, and about 20 howling demons seemed to be in hot pursuit of me. I called in the Los Angeles Airport to ask what to do about the demons. I was surprised to get him on the phone. I recall he was very relaxed about it; I forget what he replied.

I remember these pretty pesky demons followed me onto the plane. After the plane took off, there I was, trapped with them. They could get out of the plane, but seemed disinclined to do so. I had to say in my seat. I recall they diverted themselves by zooming through my torso and head. At length I devised my physical form was unharmed, and determined to ignore those antics. That proved quite the right strategy.

As I recall, that had been the only time I got that teacher on the phone. Then from what transpired in October 2013, I gathered that phone call had been misguided … the result of my misconception of who and what ‘Heart Vampire’ really was about in this world. Or so it seemed to me.

To get back to the October 2013 meditation, I am going to telescope the events that occurred during three days of meditation into one telling. As you may have guessed, this is because I am at such a distance from the event now … in July 2021 … that I cannot tell the first day’s meditation from the others. What follows, then are highlights from the meditations that took place that weekend.

You may recall there was a pretty woman who brought her boyfriend, a stranger, to the meditation. She had on, as I recall, a short skirt, and she looked quite attractive that night. ‘Heart Vampire’ bade her sit on the floor in front of him. He was sitting on a chair facing her, so it must have seemed to her, as she sat on the floor, that he was looming or towering over her. He bade her spread her legs wide, and sing a love song to him. That she did, in a beautiful voice of longing for her beloved.

To be frank, I felt this to be out of place in a meditation room. I felt it was ill-mannered, and surely a slight to her boyfriend. I felt it might have been a display of one-upmanship, perhaps born of masculine insecurity or pique on the part of the teacher, and a strident display of the mind control ability he seemed to be exerting on everyone in the room, with the exception of ‘Alluring Calm’ and me.

What made us different, I wondered? Why were we able to resist his overwhelming psychic powers? Was it faith that made us different? Was faith in God such a powerful weapon against the Dark? As time wore on, I began to feel this must be so.

During the meditation that evening an extraordinary event occurred. The long-time meditators were in a deep meditative state. As usual, I had my telepathic ‘ears’ pricked, and listening for whatever astral intel might occur. I heard ‘Heart Vampire’, on the telepathic plane, summon a swarm of demons. I heard his psychic rebuke, sharply uttered and aimed my way: For your arrogance!

Then, with a flash and a flurry, ‘Heart Vampire’ thrust no less than thirteen demons into my energy field. What a shock! Why would he do such a thing? I was no less stunned to see him waft three demons into the aura of ‘Alluring Calm’, my Los Angeles meditation teacher. Then into the energy field of a pretty blonde woman sitting just in front of him he sent the one remaining demon. There we were, we three women, beset by demons; and I by far not the least of the three accursed by the man I had thought to be our national meditation teacher. Go figure!

Worse was yet to come. With a flurry of their black wings, the thirteen bad luck demons within my energy field rose fluttered upward towards the ceiling of the room. To my great consternation, I felt my body become lighter, and begin to rise from the seat of the chair. I was beginning to levitate!

This would never do. With all the strength of my will power I said: I will go back down to Earth and stay there! This levitation thing is not for me! Slowly but surely I became heavier and heavier, till I was my usual weight. And that weight settled with accustomed firmness back onto my chair. What a relief!

For those of you upon whom may be visited this concern not to levitate, I later wrote this chant to increase the power of gravity in our energy fields. It works much better than what I originally came up with, and gives me a light and happy feeling when I chant it. The chant is: Mother Earth loves me …

Link: “Mother Earth Loves Me: A Chant to Enhance the Force of Gravity,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 16 February 2019; published on 3 March 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bRh ..

After the meditation I returned to my motel room. When I got there, I noticed the doorknob alarm on my motel room door was broken, and got the feeling the room had been looked through. That set me on edge.

That night, I connected on the astral plane with a man who was a psychic working for the military, who was wearing an Army-Navy-issued headgear that piped in sounds of rape and murder at night; this induced a vision of six to eight military men in a clearing, wearing civilian clothes or maybe camouflage gear for hunting. They were sitting in a circle, taking turns torturing a young woman lying in the middle of the circle. In a further elaboration of this vision, they killed the woman. Then one of them went to a small outhouse nearby and shot her two young children huddled there.

As if that were not enough by way of nightmares, I then had another vision, of several people meeting … I could not tell who they were. These people were meeting to decide whether to assume a franchise on psilocybin, via a Mexican cartel. One man asked how risky it might be, and seemed reassured by the answer. Who were these people? Was not psilocybin a hallucinogenic drug? Could it be that I had been drugged during the day without my knowledge? Could that account for these awful nightmares?

That Saturday morning, I recall I woke up pretty rattled. I went over to the home of ‘Three House Hostess’, looking for ‘Heart Vampire’ … whom at that time I had inaccurately pegged to be a ‘good guy’. Little did I know.

‘Heart Vampire’ was not there, or was not available, but ‘Three House Hostess’ greeted me kindly. I explained I was feeling off balance. I recall she said: How can things have come to this? (or words to that effect). She gave me a picture of the Virgin Mary, and a rosary blessed by a saint, and a plastic statue of the Virgin Mary. These reassured me, and reminded me of my Christian faith, and helped me return to my normal state of mind.

Well to get on with it, the weekend meditation ended, and I made it safely out of there, and signed out of the motel, and drove back to the airport. And then on the return flight some more weird things happened … enough so to make me wonder why I even bother to travel by plane. I felt I must be getting jet lag, or altitude discombobulation … something like that. Why not take the train henceforth? I still feel this might be a nice way to travel.

I got on the plane, and was belted into my seat. As we became airborne, I began to have a conspiracy theory notion that the not-so-tall, redhaired man in the seat beside me and the taller man just across the aisle, and the perky stewardess walking down the aisle were hoping to mind control me and find out this or that. I had no idea what, as all this seemed pretty far-fetched. Well, I thought, a la Dale Carnegie …

Citation: “How to Stop Worrying and Start Living,” a book by Dale Carnegie, October 1998, Simon and Schuster.

What is the worst that can happen? Could be the stewardess’ drinking water might have a truth drug in it, but then I had brought along my own water to drink. So that was not a worry. Might be I would nap while in flight, and my brain might be picked by the redhaired man, but then, what secrets were in it, anyway, that were worth stealing? None that I could think of. Maybe the redhaired man could induce a psychic heart attack as I slept? That was a concern, but no prior such attempts undertaken on the astral plane had succeeded; likely they would not succeed that day as well. And with that, I settled in for a nap.

Why have I delayed so long in describing the events of that weekend? To be truthful, they just do not fit my world view. I guess when children are born to a Christian family, and raised up in a Christian faith, their outlook on life is basically optimistic. The emphasis of their lives is on God’s guidance of our lives, on Christ consciousness, on the loving heart of Mother Mary, and on the uplifting power of grace conveyed through the Holy Spirit, which is sometimes termed the Paraclete.

It seems to me that grief over a mother’s death can temporarily weaken our faith, leading to attempted inroads by those beings the Christian faith terms demons. When I saw the image of Kau’T (see above) yesterday, I all of a sudden realized that it represented very starkly the energy behind ‘Heart Vampire’, the man I had thought back then was a meditation teacher. I realized he must have been ‘overlit’ by a non-Christed star being, perhaps a Reptilian Star Being. Perhaps, I gleaned, ‘Heart Vampire’ was a ‘reptoid’, a reptilian-human hybrid. That might have accounted for his penchant for mind controlling his followers, for his gustatory leaning toward cannibalism, his daydreams of emasculating men, for the visions I had of demons during that time, and so on. In point of fact, I had been completely mistaken about him.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

See also … Link: “Hobnobbing with Demons and Devils – Oh, My!” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 23 October 2013; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7ix ..

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Update on HIV Prevalence in the United States . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 28 April 2021

  • UPDATE ON HIV PREVALENCE IN THE UNITED STATES
  • ‘TORTURESS’ AS SOURCE OF MY CONCERN OVER HIV RISK?

Dear Ones,

UPDATE ON HIV PREVALENCE IN THE UNITED STATES

In 2019 I wrote several blogs on HIV prevalence by state in the United States, on the basis of Centers for Disease Control statistics.

It looks to me like the prevalences (aka ‘risk’) in those blogs should have been per 100,000 people. That would make the statistics far lower. I say that because of this recent article …

Link: “Estimated HIV Incidence and Prevalence in the United States 2014-2018 pdf icon[PDF – 3 MB].” HIV Surveillance Supplemental Report 2020; 25(1) … https://www.cdc.gov/hiv/pdf/library/reports/surveillance/cdc-hiv-surveillance-supplemental-report-vol-25-1.pdf ..

If the prevalence is per 100,000, then the lifetime risk of getting HIV in Washington, D.C., for instance (which is hardest hit in the ‘states’ list, Table 13), then the percent of people would translate out to 2.5% and not 25%. What a difference!

‘TORTURESS’ AS SOURCE OF MY CONCERN OVER HIV RISK?

I recall that in 2019, when I wrote those blogs, I had a concern about astral intel I got while in the Four Corners area of the Wild West in the summers of 2013-2015. That had to do with a person I nicknamed ‘Torturess’, who was in the organization of ‘Heart Vampire’ there. I thought at the time there may have been a number of transgender women in the group who might have been sex workers, and I heard, on the astral airs, a great deal of upset over HIV and AIDS.

I recall one such person had, it seemed to me, ‘stalked’ me from Four Corners to the San Fernando Valley, and showed up as an exercise instructor at the 24-Hour Fitness in the Fallbrook Shopping Center, where I was enrolled.

I recall I was uptight about it at the time because I thought she was an antisocial personality engaged in snuff porn, and that she might have had something to do with the murder of Dylan Redwine, a child in the Four Corners area. I thought at the time ‘she knew I knew’ and that my life hung on a thread. Lucky for me I knew martial arts, I feel, and lucky push never came to shove with a physical confrontation.

I see by this article that 42% of transgender women have HIV …

Link: “CDC Reports 42% HIV Rate in Transgender Women Surveyed in 7 Cities,” 19 April 2021, in American Hospital Association … https://www.aha.org/news/headline/2021-04-19-cdc-reports-42-hiv-rate-transgender-women-surveyed-7-cities#:~:text=The%20report%20summarizes%20findings%20from,Francisco%20and%2021%25%20in%20Seattle. ..

It seems to me that telepathic interface with that person might have been the cause of the issue coming up for me on the astral plane in the years 2015-2019. After that I did not hear astral chatter about HIV and AIDS anymore, which could mean she returned to Four Corners.

Tempest in a teapot, it seems, on the astral airs, which cannot easily be judged arithmetically. There is also always the chance it might have been about the health concerns of someone else entirely. That is the way it goes with astral intel.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

P.S. I have added an update to the 2019 blogs I wrote on HIV to the effect the prevalence is much less than priorly stated.

Note: ‘Torturess’ and ‘Hunter-Snuffer’ were a couple in the year 2015, but I did not see him in Los Angeles in 2017-2018 or so; only a woman who I took to be ‘Torturess’.

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Clearing Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 3 March 2021; published on 28 April 2021
Location: San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, California

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Photos by Alice

Dear Ones,

The sky was exceedingly odd-looking on the day I filmed this video. I recall it was about half-way through the great push to vaccinate everyone in California. It seemed to me that the sky reflected the breakup of the miasmic fears of death by COVID in the city.

It was like icebergs suddenly shifting in the sky; almost as if the sky were groaning, and ice flows that were our fears were set free in huge chunks of clouds.

As there are no words, the Summary contains only photos …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Photos by Alice

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 6,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 7,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 8,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Clearing of Miasmal Fears of Death by COVID 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 3 March 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Pragmatic Prophet: End of COVID Pandemic in Los Angeles! . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 14 April 2021; published on 19 April 2021
Location: San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, California

Dear Ones,

Here is a film presaging the end of the COVID-19 pandemic in Los Angeles. There is a Summary after the film …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Dudes, I am at the clearance section of a local department store here in Los Angeles, and look what is on clearance sale for a dollar … Here it is: In anticipation of the end of the COVID pandemic here in LA, a big discount on disinfecting surface wipes. Congratulations, everyone. We made it through!

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

This article is also featured in my blog “Pragmatic Prophecy.”

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Lady Face Trail . photos by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 24 October 2020; published on 15 April 2021
Location: Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California

Dear Ones,

Here are some photos from a hike on Lady Face Trail …

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 4,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 5,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 6: Fire Heart (Bleeding Heart, Ehrendorferia ochroleuca),” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 6: Fire Heart (Bleeding Heart, Ehrendorferia ochroleuca),” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 7: Fire Heart (Bleeding Heart, Ehrendorferia ochroleuca),” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 7: Fire Heart (Bleeding Heart, Ehrendorferia ochroleuca),” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 8: Rock,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 8: Rock,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 9: California Everlasting (Pseudognaphalium californicum),” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 9: California Everlasting (Pseudognaphalium californicum),” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 10,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 10,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 11: Two Feathers,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 11: Two Feathers,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 12: Rocks,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 12: Rocks,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 13: Rock,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Lady Face Trail, Agoura Hills, California 13: Rock,” by Alice B. Clagett, 24 October 2020, CC BY-SA 4.0

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

These were done on the same day …

Link: “Geostorm Shelters from Noospheric Turmoil and Mental Chaos Emanating from a Nearby City: Bowl in the Mountains,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24 October 2020; published on 27 February 2021; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lLG ..

Link: “Lady Face Trail – 360 Degree View,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24 October 2020; published on 27 February 2021; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-mmu ..

Link: “Nanday Parakeets Chatting,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 24 October 2020; published on 27 February 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lM0 ..

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