100 Year Hoax

Dwight Eisenhower was the last legitimately elected Republican! So why won’t the GOP heed his advice? That was the topic of Thom Hartmann’s podcast on May 23, 2017. He was wrong that Eisenhower didn’t cheat to become President, I have it from many excellent sources That the Republicans have not won a presidential election in 100 years. (Thom has the best show on the radio) Thom’s been to my blue house in NJ, so maybe he’ll be able to picture the following.
In our consult in 2003, Trump insisted the GOP has ways of fixing the General election; and, he became angry when I didn’t believe they could, and would, do such a thing. I insisted that even though that may be true, they didn’t “have to” do that for him if he won the primary. We argued back and forth for about fifteen minutes about the scenario; and I finally decided to go forward with the rest of the consult as though he were right, and he could, in fact, cheat his way to the presidency. I never believed it, though, I just got tired of having my life threatened because I told him he was wrong.
The number of times Trump threatened my life was dizzying and annoying. *Trump bragged he had brought 22 armed guards each wearing and carrying AK47 automatic rifles, bullet proof armor, 6 handguns, and 8 knives. All were dressed in black with black helmets, they held the huge, black rifles in front of them, and they encircled my house. Two were in my house: and Trump said he personally had 5 guns and 6 knives on him.*
Trump divulged classified information about me to the Russians when he tried to hire hit men to kill me.
Trump was right, the GOP did help Trump win. I thought they wouldn’t stoop so low – I was wrong. This meeting 15 years ago is one of the reasons. My blog has been consumed with Trump since the primaries. The NSA has been blocking me every step of the way. To the NSA – Happy now? And; Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.

*That’s what Trump planned to use to rape me. His plan to rape me was actually a big part of the reason for the consult. That’s the rape he bragged to Billy Bush about. I got out of being raped this second time by Donald because he was making phone calls bragging about the planned rape. By the second or third phone call my people realized what was about to happen: so while they were driving from the airport to my house my company, the Rand Corporation, was making calls of their own and made sure my house was surrounded by so many plain-clothes armed guards, that when it came time to make his move to rape me, Trump was stopped by the realization he was out-gunned and out-manned. That’s the only thing that stopped him! I can guarantee that if Rand hadn’t intervened with massive firepower, Trump would have raped me. A handful of amoral people (including women) and the GOP put this disgusting serial rapist murdering slug in the White House.
Everyone knew what a cretin Trump was before they voted for him, because he bragged to Billy Bush about trying to rape me and that conversation was widely covered by the news. Everyone knows rapists try to rape whenever they can. Trump said he now rapes prostitutes so he can kill them. “No one investigates when prostitutes die. If they’re seen coming into my building before they die, the police detectives come and ask questions as a formality. That’s it,” Trump told me.

I remember Hillary was upset to find, nobody knew who hacked the DNC and skewed the results toward her. My guess was the GOP. I’m told my educated guesses are always right. This one was too – how about that? Here’s the proof — Transcript of conversation a year ago. (During the primaries.)
A note about the Transcript: Paul Ryan, “What’s said in the family stays in the family.” I’ve been calling these gangsters Moocs, which is the acronym for Murder Occult Organized Crime Syndicate.
Kevin McCarthy, “… hacked the DNC and got opo research they got on Trump,” he laughed.
“And delivered it to who?”
“There’s two people. Putin pays. This is off the record. Alright? No leaks. This is how we know we’re family. We’re family here.”
Steve Scalise says, ”That’s how you know we’re tight.”
They laugh. Then Paul Ryan says, “What’s said in the family, stays in the family.”
The “family” is another word for organized crime. My word Moocs means Murder Occult Organized Crime Syndicate.
This conversation also verifies this is the mob.
The Republicans always “break in” to the DNC where they found what bad stuff the Democrats knew about their candidates. They were caught when Nixon stole the presidency, they were caught this time, too, but they were not charged this time, that’s the only difference.
The Dems had more information, but the NSA intercepted it. I knew what a terrible man the Donald was. I knew he was a liar, a con man, a terrorist, a murderer and serial rapist. I couldn’t get him to not run, so I wanted to get my information to the Democrats. The NSA stopped me from getting my information to ANYBODY and EVERYBODY, including the NSA. Ask yourself why the NSA would want such a narcissistic amoral troglodyte to represent our great nation as its President? Some Generals and Agents in the NSA are annihilationists: they’re Satanists who yearn for Armageddon. They use the government as as a “white nationalist” hate group. They want WW3 and the annihilation of dark-skinned people.
During the Primaries the Intelligence Agencies had ALL OF THIS EVIDENCE. I sent a dozen copies of 26 pages of notes to every agency I could think of and to Congressmen. All were stopped by Moocs in the NSA who said, “She’s a nobody who likes to think she’s somebody.”
Rise up!
Think Peace!

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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