Palestine and Israel

An Open Letter to the President

    I’d like Mrs. Clinton and our foreign Ambassadors, to be aware of the following:

    Regarding the Weak-ones of Miss Disruption (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)

    They still exist.  I helped hide them.  They may still be in, or off the coast of, Djibouti.  They will be used to start a war.

    Also, along those lines, I came up with the concept and the name for Wikipedia.  When I shared it with the man who bought the idea, he said he wanted to find out how to build an atom bomb.  In the initial phases of Wikipedia, the site asked for people with knowledge to share it, and as an example he asked for specs on building an atom bomb.  Someone put the specs up on the site, and as soon as that happened, the question and the specs were taken off the site.  In 2003, I was told the bomb or bombs have been built and will be used on or near December 21st.

    I have a proposal for President Obama.  Tell Palestine and Israel to check with each other, if an attack happens, before retaliating, even if the attackers take credit.  I know that technique works because, I’m the woman who negotiated the lasting peace in Northern Ireland.  What we discovered during that negotiation was that many of the initial attacks were not coming from the groups who took the credit.  When I asked, “Is it easier to put a bomb in a baby carriage than to pick up the phone? You guys are always wanting to take credit for the attacks, pick up the phone and when you talk you’ll be able to take credit right to your enemy.”  Well, after a short heated discussion it turned out that neither group put the bomb in the baby carriage.  I was told in 2003, after they made that agreement to call first before retaliating, there were only three more attacks that all went unanswered and they realized the attacks were instigated by an outside group.  The Satanic churches had perpetuated the internal “war” in that country for generations.

    I know that’s what these united forces of evil are doing in the Middle East.

    Mr. Obama, please let these countries know a third party has weapons and are using them to start a war.  In the meantime I’d like Hillary Clinton to suggest the following; – The representative from Israel should call the Representative from Palestine, and vice-versa, when there is an attack – even if one or the other country took credit.  If one or the other took credit publically they’ll have no problem taking credit privately.  The other part of the bargain was, if the attack is denied privately there can be NO retaliation!  I think it may be best if the call were done on a speakerphone in the presence of many members of the government, so there is no misunderstanding.

    Unfortunately my memory of the negotiation is still spotty, but one of the men had the last name, Doherty.  They were both young, intelligent men.   They’ll remember me, if they’re still alive; I was very young and pretty.

    At the time of the Northern Ireland agreement, Palestine and Israel wanted me to meet with them.  Of course, I knew nothing of their request because my keepers wanted that “war” to continue.  The only reason they had me meet with the two groups in Northern Ireland was to prove me wrong.  I said a lasting peace could be achieved – my keepers said it could never happen.  At any rate they probably don’t want me to, but, if Palestine and Israel still want to meet with me, I’d be happy to comply: my only condition would be, the Creator will not be a topic of discussion, because, I will not referee a contest to determine who’s got the better God!

Regarding our schools

The press secretary could also say there will be armed National Guardsmen in schools.  There’s no need to say which schools or how many schools.  That announcement alone may deter some school shootings.  Human automatons can, and do, stray from their programming.

  These are the urgent matters that need immediate attention:

Protect Major Power Transition Hubs, power plants and refineries.

    Warn Italy about the volcanoes predicted to erupt around Rome, prohibit hiking in those areas as there may be suicide bombers willing to detonate a bomb in their back packs.

Warn of the flooding of the Netherlands.

    Warn the Mid-East of the unleashing of the(misspelled on purpose) Weak-ones of Miss Disruption in the Middle East.  Tell those countries what to expect.  Warn Israel and Palestine there will be terrorist attacks that are not generated from groups taking credit.

    Turn off all microwave and sound wave towers in the Northern regions and at the North Pole; otherwise expect more storms, flooding, snow and earthquakes.  Use satellites to check on the poles to see if there is any unexpected apparatus there.

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 Grace-Gardener.org. 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. https://youtu.be/uw6CIxD1pHo 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 Blurb.com. 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 grace-gardener.org 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! https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/380321 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 www.grace-gardener.org; 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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