“George [Bush] cut the top of the skull off the first child and using a different tool that was kind of like a melon baller, served pieces of his brain slowly so the child knew he was being eaten alive. George H. Bush, served other members at the table, including Bill Clinton, George W. Bush, Archbishop Timothy M. Dolan, Msg Thomas Brady, the Cheney’s, the Pence’s, and the Kerry’s”
by Pentagon Pedophile Task Force on June 24, 2023 – USA
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Out of those 1000 deaths a month, this one was the most impactful. We were at a Feast Ritual in the spring of 1984 at St Peter’s Rockford Church in the main Underground Ritual area. I was 6 years old. They had a huge 15 foot or longer thick wood table set up to feast at. They brought out several children around age 8- 10, boys and girls and laid them with their hands and feet tied across the table width wise. Their heads were on top table and their feet hanging over. I was standing at the head of the table on the left side with my Proctor, Clara Odelia Acker Church.
I remember there were Elite men who came into the ritual room from the tunnel system underneath the sanctuary with white chef like coats and hats. They were laughing and joking. Some of the faces I remember in the white coats were George H. Bush, George W. Bush, and Bill Clinton. They were some of the High Priests presiding over the ceremony. Men who were their Protestors/Assassins in the System had secured the children by rope to the table. I remember Clara Odelia Acker Church and the Mothers of darkness dressed in their black ceremonial robes. Clara had a ceremonial Sunburst head dress that was made of aborted fetus skulls that she wore every year for the Marion Feast May 1st to celebrate the Queen of Heaven. That head dress was kept under the altar in the main sanctuary at the Cathedral of St Peter in Rockford, IL along with the five Books of the Mothers. These books are preserved for specific end time rituals and are made of human skin with human hair binding. All the pages are blank but when the right person’s blood is applied the spell on the pages shows up. My blood is linked to one of those books. (See Exhibits C & D)
Returning to memory, Clara Odelia Acker approached George H. Bush with a box that contained what I can best describe as three ancient surgical tools sitting in what looked like red velvet. George H. Bush took the tools that looked like a curved machete, the length was about half an adult’s arm length. I submit for the record that these children are not given pain meds. They did have a paralyzing drug. They are fully conscious. The tool was displayed above the children’s faces so they could see what was coming. Then they were told they would be dinner. Women in the group began to gather plates and set the table around the children just on the one long side. There were some other tables present that the lower members sat at.
I believe there were about 10 people sitting at the long table I was at. After the table was set and the taunting was finished George cut the top of the skull off the first child and using a different tool that was kind of like a melon baller, served pieces of his brain slowly so the child knew he was being eaten alive. George H. Bush, served other members at the table, including Bill Clinton, George W. Bush, Archbishop Timothy M. Dolan, Msg Thomas Brady, the Cheney’s, the Pence’s, and the Kerry’s- George H. Bush moved from one child to the next as High Priests and Priestesses from the surrounding tables began to line up and he served the children’s brains and other body parts like a Holiday meal.
When they were done, I had not eaten Clara Odelia Acker Church commanded one more little girl to be brought out. She was about 8 years old, she was naked and was pulled by a rope around her hands into the room. Her feet were tied together giving her just enough room to take close steps. Clara got into my face and said, “You shall make a mighty queen”. She took the scalping tool and held it up to my face, turning it sideways and rubbing blood from the blade across my face. When l refused to take it, she grabbed my wrist harshly pressing her nails until they cut into my skin trying to force my hand open so she could put the tool in my hand. I still would not take it. She threw me on the ground in front of the little girl. I was kneeling. Then standing behind her with the girl’s head in a vice grip she began to cut the girl’s scalp. The girl fought. So did Clara. James Volpe (Beatice Hellenbrands Protector) stood right behind me holding my head(His hands were basically wrapped around my chin, so that his thumbs were at the base of my head so l could not tilt my neck and his hands under my chin so l could not turn my head.) He told me l had to look and could not tilt my neck away. He threatened that if I did, more children would die.
Forgive me, I can’t share all the details of this memory. All l can say is several of the adults with white coats present with Clara Odelia Acker Church secured that girl to the floor with railroad pegs to finish the job of taking the top of her skull off. They are skilled at all forms of witchcraft and medical torture techniques. So they knew exactly where to cut so she remained alive for longer time. They are small pieces of her brain but did not fully consume her to death. Then they ripped her body up through the railroad ties and threw her on her back before me. The blood was all over me and the surrounding areas. Clara Odelia Acker Church came over. James Volpe released my head and Clara took my chin in her bloody hand. She looked me in the eyes and said, “You will sacrifice.” I shook my head loose and then Clara turned and with all those present let me in the room with the bodies and kneeling in a pool of blood.
For the sake of my own healing in this memory, I pause to share that l still feel that warm blood under my hand so my soul still bears the responsibility for the death of this little girl. And my heart hears the blood still crying out unto the Lord. I heard the little girl whimper. She could not speak because they had ripped her tongue out of her mouth. My heart was so moved I lifted her head with brain exposed into my lap and sat in the blood with her, looking in her eyes till her soul left. There are no words for what I saw in her eyes. As I looked the Lord said to me. “Do not turn your eyes away from your own flesh and blood.”
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