Nothing cuts as sharply as the truth into the dead body of lies by secret society spies, by Mother Sigrid Eliora

Nothing cuts as sharply as the truth into the dead body of lies by
secret society spies,

by Mother Sigrid Eliora


Nothing cuts as sharply through a red tape and through every layer
even of the most covered up matter than a holy soul's tear, so much
so, that even the most coldhearted pathetic heretic and criminal law
strayer with blood on their hands of a ritual knife eventually or
suddenly dramatically develops of God's rage a never known fear, when
unstoppable is the truth now that it has left its cage, and nothing in
comparison to a dragon's blazing stinking breath is the agony that
pours out finally and spills out openly like lava over the originators
of evil and thus becomes to the living and the heavenly saints a
stream of justice and human dignity and hope for eternity presently
and even posthumously.

As the evidence of the remains of a holy body exhumed puts
long-overdue character stains on the ones, who have had a part in the
taking of a God-given life under their secret society's and many
conspiring church and other pyramid hierarchy cones, and Jesus Christ
is with His wife all the cornerstones of the evildoers' sandcastles
into the sand shaking through the power of their eternal wedding
bands.

And all of a sudden from a cardinal to a hospital chaplain, financial
advisors, doctors, nurses, musicians, rabbis, imams, multi-media
artists and artistes, performers, taxi drivers, scientists,
researchers, undertakers, writers, journalists, actors, presenters,
PR- and property and all sorts of consultants, militarists,
politicinas, teachers, etc.pp from all sorts of foursome top-hatters'
secret societies have to answer tough questions about their combined
organised criminality and purposefully spread notorieties and
cover-ups of the same - and in the end, not just before Jesus Christ's
Judgement Court, no, but also in a worldly court they will have to
stand in the dock for their trial, and they no longer are - in the
face of their own shame and blame to their name with the evidence and
proof provided backed up by testimonies - of their international
neo-fascist and other terrorist activities that they committed out of
lust for power, greed and envy, in denial.

And even the ritual butchers amongst them break down, when they are
revealed with their true identity of their secret mask and codename -
and they are horrified that now their fans, friends, families,
colleagues and neighbours will find out that they to them lied and on
them spied and even fed them poison from a phial, and when shown to
the audience and jury and to them are the bloodstained clothes and
gowns of their victims - then, even the leaders of many a devil's den
in their selfpity of having been found out drowns, as ever so pious
they had played their role as a mole as 'holy pilgrims', all the while
they played murderous Russian roulette and Casino Royal about holy
souls' lives with their knives, whilst they walked to numerous a
shrine their Scheinheiligenmile.

And to a whole rotten bunch of fourth reich maniacs we might hold up
just a pair of drumsticks in Westminster Cathedral and in Hitchin but,
by all means, also to a Lokaltermin in the drummer's family kitchen,
where his mother finally safely spills the beans to the authorities,
and no longer is being hindered by threats and the court in with the
missing details fills - and one can hear a pin fall, and nobody
answers anymore in any shore any partners-in-crime's call, as that
list of one secret society cone's umbrella of conspirators is as
explosive as it is tall.

The evildoers of numerous an unspeakable crime have one thing in
common: They are the doubting Thomas' crowd, that wanted to play their
own kingmaker with a fake John Donne shroud and a fake St Chad book,
and with no clue, when and where and how Jesus Christ had returned to
Mary Magdala, and they also missed the train with the right cue about
the book of Jesus Christ that He dictated to Mary Magdala, which He
already did with His prophecies as Boaz to Ruth.

So, too late for any debate in any diocese or unholy corrupt see - and
as to churchhouse
in Westminster - you have had the unique chance to reveal and announce
the truth but you
had your own clubs of secret societies and their own set of organised
notorieties, and let not just each other's cheques and projects
purposefully bounce and instead of in the truth to immerse and in
holiness to enhance you would not have even given Jesus Christ and
Mary Magdala, and when you were still in their vicinity, a second
glance, and you tried everybody, who dared to support the truth and to
walk truly on Jesus Christ's and Mary Magdala's way, simply to kill,
but your victims nonetheless after the contract with the devil was
over, survived your every attack and did the beans on you with legal
means quietly spill, and as you did into their accounts hack you also
got in the picture, as you left a trace,
and so, you are herewith officially also proven guilty in my space.

You were so sure of your diplomatic immunity and secret society
impunity that you did at all times the slightest doubt in your
arrogance and decadence and heretical and criminal pestilence lack,
and thus, there is a whole record of you and yours gathered thankfully
by many a government agency and they did not sit on your fake Mother's
bus but had all the files and facts of all your unholy acts also black
on white. And even your cocky and evil statements and mails are not
exactly in court a credit to you but rockhard evidence of your
pestilence and decadence as you even boast in it that you stole a key
and accused another brother to have done it, and that you framed and
shamed falsely even as a churchwarden your priest or sister in the
pew; or as a chaplain you pretended to be another priest and used his
name and identity and splashed on him your own filthy phantasy and
tried to organise under his stolen password and account your organised
criminality.

Easily done, when one knows that f.ex. the Vatican no intention shows
to hand over
to the police in Rome or Dover any criminal minds and especially not
the ones with secret society cones and those, who in an international
neo-fascist empire lore in a multi-religious shore overdose from Tibet
to the Vatican to Dover - and Jesus Christ adds: 'I AM the living law,
but you with your Drury lane temple warehouse secret society draw
treated God's commandments as the last straw, and I let you now feel
on your cheeks your very own returning ravens' claw. And as you mocked
my mercy and my truth, and never wanted justice and peace, ye war and
whoremongers, I will be none of you ever forgiving but I condemn you
for eternity with all your sins retained, as you have even tonight,
from repenting and confessing refrained and my holy matrimony with
Mary Magdala again
stained and want us slained.'

IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER, THE SON AND OF THE HOLY SPIRIT,
THE ONE GOOD GOD IN THE HOLY TRINITY, WHO LIVES AND REIGNS
FOR ETERNITY.

Mother Sigrid Eliora



















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Mother Sigrid Eliora
HOLY ROMA Abbey of the Holy Rose
Cill Naomh Ceadda the Martyr
Societas Sanctae Rosae Crucis
Order of the Holy Violet
http://churchofjesuschristandmarymagdalene.blogspot.co.uk