GREETINGS AND SALUTATIONS;
Victory is here!…..Beyond a shadow of doubt!
Are we there yet!…..Yes!
My “Missouri Hat” has been pulled down pretty tight recently not from disbelief in our mission, more a matter of when. Well, I have now raised my “Missouri Hat” a bit and here’s what I see….an emergency meeting of the G-7 finance ministers going on in Europe……IRS seems to be having a meltdown……many global currencies have revalued showing up in Europe. As positive change abounds for the masses it appears the PTB have become deathly ill. Their arrogance was unbelievable, those folks in circles that believe in their ‘right’ to lord it over everybody else who couldn’t see the truth when it was right at the end of their noses. Games over, the planet is not yours, to do as you wish. “What goes around comes around” or as the folks in the East say: “Karma is a bitch.”
This type of public forum restricts what I can say but here are a few facts you may find interesting as we are now enter the “final countdown”; ….internal banking system ready to switch over officially with announcements “check”……people are in place around the world to begin wealth redistribution “check”…..increased security in banks “check”……RV rates locked in “check”…..the countdown progresses very quickly and smoothly. Unprecedented events are about to unfold, that will shock the world and especially americans. The meaning of true freedom will be one of them. The work is done and it’s all over but the shouting. A harvest for the world is at hand.
As I’ve said before…..True independence is coming to a town near you. It’ll start small, then become huge. One foot in front of the other, walk into the future and don’t look back, or you’ll get turned into a pillar of salt…lololol. ‘It’s all over but the shoutin’ , don’t know the exact ‘moment’ it all flips on it’s head but it’s close enough to smell. Be well and take care of yourselves, be good to one another.
This has been Poofness, over and out. Broadcasting from a “time and space beyond!”
Love and kisses,
From the office of Poofness