Intercepting Spyware at The Party

When artificial spyware goes down the drain!

Alexandra Is Listening in!

In Alexandra’s recent letter coming by post from Germany through our secure S-mail service, she informed me of a British attempt at intercepting the communications we exchange with each other. Listening in through the walls of Bletchley Park, Alexandra gathered that the uk police have been trying to pick the lock to our communications to find out what we’re writing or saying, and that they’re trying to trace Mädel’s location in Germany.

Going by what she heard them say, Alexandra explained that their first problem is that they don’t even know if it’s an internet channel we’re using, encrypted radio wavelengths or even a form of TV transmission. They haven’t figured out whether we use codes for scripted texts or are communicating by voice in plain and simple English or German.

They’ve been trying out radar and sonar as well as digital bugging and have even employed clairvoyants and fortune tellers.

Messages From Sheol

While hermana Angela’s video connection from Mexico is failproof simply because the British have no jurisdiction there and are unable to get her deported, brother Hun has a communication system that has enabled him to receive messages even from the netherworld.

Bletchley Park operates through a legion of agents impersonating demons, however, on one occasion they called up Satan in person. They made a crossroad pact with him and set about placing a curse on the English Church and on the German Church.

When they sent the Thug in January of 2019, it was none other than the Adversary who operated through him. The details have been largely explained at The Party, for it was an attempt at overthrowing the Fair Lady.

After that, I was able to receive a clear view of how he had been working for the Italian Illuminati and failed to traffic over to them essential info. I also saw that he had fooled the Scots, the Welsh, and the Irish, and eventually ended up sitting out in the dark in a place one could describe as one of Dante’s circles in the Inferno. He made it to the house of his father, the one where Satan goes! Sadly for him, his implorations were to no avail.

F* that, I said to him, I’m in Purgatory doing time, but where you went was on a one-way ticket and there’s no return!

Here is today’s Party chant.

Don’t Believe Bletchley Park!

In our last Party print A Letter From English Mädel, I wrote: Alexandra once taught me that if you try contacting someone or something, and it doesn’t interact with you, then it’s not worth it, just let it be!”.

In Party pages it became evident that the people who sent Satan cannot help the Scots, the Irish or the Welsh. They do not wield power anymore and what they do undertake is destined to fail.

This has been certified by way of the Mexican events and the German events described here at The Party. More confirmation comes with the course taken by the English Holy Child who made it to the Cornerstone at Folkestone and from there to Germany to the German Child, and then to the higher House in Heaven out of harm’s reach.

Currently there is a dispute between Angela and the uk police commander who claimed a Holy Child would join his people. Having avoided their prison, Angela is simply waiting to see how much credit the police commander still has: when they stop believing him, his credibility will run out. Unable to imprison sister Hun, he has no access to a heavenly Child.


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