Unwavering

There has been a violent conspiracy to take me out and it's been going on for a very long time, for many years, and it needs to stop. I've tried and done everything and nothing has worked, therefore this book must be written. The public must know the great distress I have been under, the relentless worldwide bullying and the mockery that does not end. This book is titled Unwavering because after being slain in the spirit when Jesus appeared to me in a vision, I asked him to mention one word that describes me. His answer jumped out with great zeal “Unwavering!” Stand Up or Die has a very important message I’d like to explain. I’ve had many instances and occurrences in my life where I was told by “my imagination” which I believed was “God” (because it’s always right), that if I do not stand for something I’ll be killed. So I stood and sure enough I am alive. If you have a problem with it, you indeed are that problem and I am not. Shut up if you don’t like it. You know it’s true. You know what you planned and so do I and now so does the entire world and I win. Ha! Who is “you” referring to in this book? You already know if this applies to you specifically then this is you. If you’re just an innocent bystander reading this book with wide-open eyes this isn’t about you. The right people know who “you” means. All say I am a lie thus the pen name, Prophetess of Lies. You decide. I have been labeled a lie by the very criminals that have worked so hard to bring me down and destroy me fast. They have a convoluted idea of who I am and have arrived at their own conclusion that I am a “lie.” My nom de plume is Prophetess of Lies to please my readers. This name is a parody based on their hate. They disgust me. Enjoy the book, cuz (sic) I’m a “LIAR!” Forgive me for writing to highly affluent influential people who I will refer to as the HAIP in this book. Forgive me for writing beautiful letters stating, “I love you” or “I know you’re healed,” or “Thanks for coming to a place close to me,” or “I can’t go to your events anymore because I now know the danger I am in and you did this. Sorry, I know. I found out.” After I wrote a series of very, beautiful letters I believed were prophecy to “save Lives” as I was told by my highest power, floodgates of bullying opened up worldwide and this is all connected to the HAIP. Never did the content of those lovely and influential letters deserve the kind of punishment I received from the HAIP. Am I a criminal for loving those that clearly hated me unprovokingly and without ceasing? I even quit. In 2019 I mailed my last loving letter because it returned to sender with an energy so vile and evil and bad it made me physically and mentally sick. First of all my stomach was hit so hard right where I had three biopsies that were negative and the depression that followed was unfathomable. I ran to Jesus and begged him to take the feeling away or I could not live. His answer, “Tell it to leave and it will leave. It has to.” I screamed, “LEAVE!” and the depression left. It was the worst I’ve ever had. My stomach gradually but slowly healed. After that I agreed with Jesus that I would never mail another letter again and I never did. I quit peacefully, willingly and diplomatically but the HAIP didn’t. They were out to destroy me and it was relentless. My entire life and private records have been infiltrated. This I know. You see, I have this “mental” and “not from God” method of thinking that happens to always be true. Sorry for protecting you. You’re welcome! I saved myself with it multiple times! I saved my “Wonder Twin” brother with it, as I call him. I saved countless others with it, but I aint (sic) a real person with a real gift to prophesy. I’m a “thief” and a “liar” and a “criminal,” as I have been called behind closed doors. It’s funny how I can hear that and know what was said about me. You believe what you want to believe. That’s on you and you will be judged accordingly. I am at a loss with what to do anymore. I have been tormented psychologically non-stop by HAIP predators and their minions which seem to be thousands. And, no I should not have written them letters. This was “God’s” idea. And yes, I wish I didn’t. I was going to be further hated if I didn’t take this very brave, I’d say the bravest step of my entire life. But I did it. Then I quit because of their unending and untraceable wrath. They never quit. Here is my story. I will elaborate when asked by the police. Never will I, in this book as I cannot. I am innocent and have not been treated as such. I’ve been treated like an alien from another planet that needs to be extinguished. I am sick of the murderous plots that have all been thwarted. (You all keep turning each other in). I am tired of this and just want justice and peace. Thugs in my area are fierce and all will be explained in further detail in this book. I expect the full measure of justice, even though you thugs can’t come forth unless it’s to silently do evil things to me, my property, my family and friends to no avail, so I can’t see who’s doing it. You are great at that. I, however, am great at telling. I am a gifted writer. I am a freedom fighter. I have my “God.”