December Disasters

   Deeta is the name I’m using for the woman who disclosed the following plans to me in 2003. At any rate, three of Deeta’s predictions that haven’t yet happened are the volcanoes erupting around Rome, the flooding of the Netherlands, and the unleashing of the weak-ones of miss Disruption in the Middle East(I know that electronic messaging are all screened for certain words before they’re delivered so I’m purposely misspelling things that I know are on the list).  Expect more storms, snow, earthquakes, mass-murders, computer meltdowns and power outages.

     First, bypass the computer control of electricity to all major cities.  It’s not just the Stuxnet and Flame Viruses to be aware of; it may be physical sabotage as well.  Make sure there are manual back-up systems for everything connected to the Major Power Transition Hubs and then dismantle and disconnect everything that can be disconnected.

    Please, tell the government of the Netherlands to immediately go on manual controls of their dike system.  The power hubs that control them are scheduled to fail when the tide is low, so as the tide rises, water will flow uncontrolled into the country.  The Netherlands has to stop dealing with ran. (company misspelled – not it’s complete name.)

    Major Power Transition Hubs are the brainchild of the people at Google.  I can remember naming Google and having conversations with the two programmers who made the search engine, and I believe Deeta’s assertions may be correct.  I’m going to nickname these Major Power Transition Hubs – MuPHs (pronounced muffs.)  I’m doing this because I used to name things professionally and I know Americans won’t remember anything that has more than five syllables.  Major Power Transition Hubs has eight.)

    The National Guard should be called out to physically guard all power plants, especially Nuclear power plants, until the first of the year.

    While that measure of control is underway, the Presidential Press Secretary should make an announcement that, “We have reason to believe home-grown terrorists have a plan to sabotage our power sources. We’re doing everything we can.  The National Guard has been called upon to protect our oil refineries, Power Plants, and Major Power Transition Hubs – nicknamed MuPHs. Folks may want to prepare for three or four days without power.  Heat and water are things to plan for.  We suggest keeping about six inches of water in the bathtub.  It’s Christmas, now is a good time to get to know your neighbors.”

    Please, Mr. President, the Press Secretary must also tell the US that, “We’re NOT on Mars.  We’ve never been to the Moon.  Space travel is impossible.”  This is imperative.  That announcement will likely eliminate 90% of planned 12/21 attacks.  Here’s why.  What’s been happening is, Satanic churches world-wide have banded together to create a man-made Armageddon using the Mayan calendar as the target date.  The followers are told Satanists will win and they’ll destroy earth and then those people who helped will be transported to the Moon or to Mars and they’ll live in biospheres (another failed experiment) and have their own rules that have nothing to do with the Bible.  Seriously!  That’s what they’re told, and they believe it!  I’m certain that once most people realize they’ve been deceived, and that there’s an alternative, they’ll stop their terrorist activities. We’re all stuck on this earth that they are trying to destroy.  That information may be enough to wake the followers from their programming.

    If you thought we were on Mars, I’m sorry to break it to you this way.  I know we were never space travelers because I thought of the way to fake both landings.  It sounds crazy but these are crazy times and there’s a reason, as insane as it sounds, so please bear with me.  I know many things about what was planned because I was a slave and prisoner of a Satanic church in northern NJ all of my life (60 years).  I was also told many things during a five hour phone conversation with the “princess” of the church, in 2003.  I was told about the earthquakes in Christchurch, New Zealand; and in Tokyo Japan and the nuclear disaster there.  In 2003, I was told about perfect storm, Sandy, hitting and sinking NYC as their October surprise for 2012.  I was told about releasing automatons to commit mass murder – one would be dressed as the Joker.  I was told a Mormon would be elected president in 2012.  (They gave that a good try.)  Too many things predicted have come to pass to ignore the rest of the predictions.  I thought I’d get credibility from one of my past associations before I’d say anything, but for now, all I can do is blog about it. I detail my conversation with Deeta and other information about my life in my eBook, Babble On.

   This group of home-grown terrorists plan on causing a gasoline shortage at the same time to add to the chaos.  The refineries and operational oil fields should probably be guarded as well.

     You can stop worrying about gun control; these people are already armed to the teeth. 

Government’s Role

What the governments can do is make sure there are manual back-up systems for the computerized control of electricity and everything connected to the Major Power Transition Hubs.  They should begin dismantling and disconnecting everything that can be disconnected.  Internet searches will take longer, but the country will be safer.

About Grace Gardener

THE NSA AND THE MOOCS WON'T LET ANYONE GET THROUGH TO ME. THEY MAY EVEN HURT YOU IF YOU TRY. See the pages in the tabs of this blog, Grace Gardener, and, A Little About Lynn Mickelsen. If you know me and I don't get back to you, then the email was intercepted. Never talk to anyone claiming to be me without asking questions to be sure. All site posts beginning 4/1/16 will be on I’m not doing this for attention. I have 107 broken bones, zero disks in my back, and I’m exhausted. I need to get through to the people who knew me for credibility: but the NSA blocks my every move. I have to have the same acknowledgement and respect for my judgement I had while I was a ghost director in Hollywood and when I was CEO of the Rand Corp. Rand has been able to keep my work anonymous and credited to other people so they can collect my pay and residuals. They figured as long as they’re erasing my memory, and taking credit for my inventions, music, acting and directing; they may as well keep the money I earned. Also, the money would be proof that I did the work, so they’ve kept me poor all of my life. The reason the conspirators made plans in front of me was because they were assured I would “Never Remember” them, their visit and the things they planned. They talked in a kind of code that I have since figured out. I would have turned them in after the meeting had I been allowed to remember. I have to operate the way I do to keep away from my captors. GRR taught me most of the tactics I use. (Now he won’t help because his memory of me is implanted.) I know it angers some corrupt NSA Officers, but it’s a fact that I was a prisoner and slave at the Rand Corporation, and the NSA helped and still helps to keep me that way. I have to make evasive maneuvers to keep me, my daughters, this country and the world safe. Meanwhile I have no where to turn. I still feel like a candle in the wind. My name was Lynn Mickelsen while I was a prisoner in a blue house and slave of a “club” based in northern New Jersey. If you know me PLEASE DON'T TRY TO CONTACT ME THROUGH THE RAND CORPORATION OR ANY OF MY FORMER EMPLOYERS OR ANY CONTACT FROM MORE THAN 9 YEARS AGO. People who tried doing this are being killed. Some people know the cult know it with a name similar to The Builder Berg Society or the Skull and Dagger Society. There's a HUGE bounty on my head that the cult I escaped from has no intention of paying. The plan is to have me killed and then to kill the person trying to collect the bounty. I thought up the plan and the amount because I thought it was going to be the plot in a movie. I told the people who wanted the plan, "This is one movie no one will want to see." In short, anyone who kills me will be killed within 24 hours and will never see a dime. Now I'm RVing but I’m still a prisoner in that I can't get in touch with anyone, and no one can get in touch with me, except in person. I found out about the other life I’d been living during a grueling five-hour conversation I detail in my Book, ‘the Conversation’ The reason I knew nothing about my own life was because I suffered selective amnesia - induced by the cult that owned me - with drugs, torture and electricity. 'The Conversation' is available in paperback at The ebook is free. I worked nights and weekends naming products, bands and internet services, or anything else the "club" wanted me to do. I would wake up in the morning and remember nothing about the work and meetings, and I never received ANY money. I could only remember my 9 - 5 job at a bank. I’ve written the eBook, ‘Garden of the Light,’ as a lighter, inspirational compliment to the eBooks – ‘the Conversation,’ and, 'the Truth about Lynn Mickelsen’ which are intended to shed new, totally different light on the current world situation and change the world for the better. Apocalypse is a Greek word meaning, ‘the Revealing of Ancient Knowledge.’ I consider the book, ‘the Conversation,’ as Apocalypse because it reveals the ancient knowledge. We'll have World Peace once we abolish child abuse. My view of Apocalypse has no battle, no war, no army. I believe the knowledge in ‘the Conversation’ is enough to save the world. The blog lists just some of the accomplishments I achieved as a slave, to let everyone I've helped over the past sixty years, who I am. I will finally claim my life! If you’re a George Lucas fan you may remember some of these strange stories that involve him. I met George on the set of American Graffiti; we got engaged when the movie wrapped. I was taken away and George was told I was dead. Five years later I was hired to figure out how to make Luke Skywalker’s farm vehicle fly. The people who handled me (owned me) forgot that I had worked for this director once before on American Graffiti and they told him I was dead. I arrived and solved Lucas’s problem for him and he tearfully remembered me and told me what had happened five years before. I stayed on the set of Star Wars long enough to name the Star Wars characters and solve another animatronics problem with Chewy’s costume. I was told it was time to leave and started to follow my jailers the way I had been programmed to, when George asked, “When will I see you again?” I began to say, “Oh, you’ll see me again,” but I realized I wasn’t certain of that because once before, when we got engaged, I never saw him again. So I turned around and started walking back toward Lucas and I asked, “How about now? Can I stay with you now? Because I don’t know when I’ll be able to see you again.” George thought a second and agreed that I should stay. As I was walking back to him I saw his expression change and looked over my shoulder to see the man I had been following holding a gun on me. I kept walking because now I was sure that the story Lucas had told me about what happened five years ago, was going to happen again and I couldn’t allow that. Someone had obviously been playing with my life, and I couldn’t have that, so I kept walking toward Lucas and away from the man with the gun. Lucas’s expression changed again, this time his face was filled with fear and horror. I turned around and now there were three men holding guns on George Lucas. There was only about 20 feet of desert between us but I had to go with them in order to save Lucas’s life. So, if you’re a fan of George Lucas you may remember someone being stolen off the Star Wars set at gunpoint. That was me. Years later I was abducted and stolen from the Academy Awards. You may remember that incident - that was me. Years later I was abducted and stolen from the Elton John’s post Oscar Party that benefits his AIDs foundation. You may remember that incident - that was me. Years later Harrison Ford and George Lucas devised a plan to steal me off of the set of The Fugitive. This time I was shot with a coma drug. They used a hypodermic needle that went through my coat and slacks and into my thigh. Two bogus ambulance men came in a stolen ambulance and took me away. The only other time I saw George face to face was during the making of Howard the Duck. George Lucas and Steven Spielberg made that ridiculous movie to try to rescue me again, in case you were wondering why they made that movie. I was supposed to see Lucas again on a set of Indiana Jones but this time it was George who was drugged and abducted. This makes 8 times George Lucas tried to rescue me. I’ve spoken with Lucas on the phone only a few times over the past 40 years, and those phone calls and the conversations we had while shooting American Graffiti, are what makes up Yoda’s philosophies and Star Wars 7 – the Force Awakens. The reason the people who owned me don’t allow George and I to get together is because they don’t want World Peace. War makes them rich. The greed of a handful of people keep the word in the turmoil it’s in. The people in the entertainment industry know me as the woman with no memory and no name. If you want to know more about me, check out my blog; or read my free ebooks the Truth about Lynn Mickelsen, and, the Conversation. I‘m still trying to walk those 20 feet.
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