Today marks 500 days since I escaped the death camp in southern Arizona. 500 days of daily attempted murder, worse than the rest of my life. 500 days of being alone in my Jeep and traveling around the west coast letting people know what’s really happening. 500 days of being revolutionary. 500 days of figuring out who my families really are. 500 days of realizing my whole life has been a lie. 500 days of learning I’m more sane than I ever could have imagined. 500 days of seeing people for how empty they really are. Etc
I have learned enough to write books for the rest of my life in the past 500 days. Its been a lot to say the least. I never imagined this whole mess would last this long. I never imagined so many of my basic human rights would be infringed on and stolen. I never imagined my family would play so dirty. Yet, here we are. 500 days. I feel like I deserve an award or at least a plaque. I have done the impossible. I have connected with the people. I found the farmers. I even got my Dad’s military army to drop out of this war against me. Shoot I got the war games armies to drop out of this war. Shoot I got Everyone to drop out of this war against me. Well, except a very select few people who are still signing up to be in my Dad’s professional cult. They view it as an opportunity they cannot pass up. An opportunity they never would have been offered before. Yet, they don’t question why they are being offered this opportunity now? We all know it has nothing to do with who they are or what they have to offer. It’s simply that they are the only ones left. It’s literally the bottom bottom of the barrel. I have never seen this kind of people ever before in my life. I’m not sure how to describe them other than left out of the equation. They have always just wanted to belong and be apart of things. And this is their opportunity.
These people are the same people you all have spent a lifetime policing and keeping them in their place. I think it’s time you show them their place. I’m not sure how you all have been taught to condition people, but this would be a perfect time to use the skills you were taught. Treat these people like they have the plague or covid or whatever it is you do.
I can’t do this alone. I have done everything I can do on my own. The only way we are going to get any further is if you all actively help me. I’m not talking helping me in the overt world, I’m talking help me move towards better in the covert war. This way we can have better in the overt world. We need to do this together.
And right now my job is to stay alive and get a job and take care of Haywood. Today is day 18 of fasting. I have done amazing. I have been mostly dry fasting the past couple days because they poison me so much it really messes with any water I try to get. However, I’m doing it. My goal is to get to Monday and 21 days. 3 weeks is a good amount of time to reset my body. The less fat I have the less toxins I have in my body. I have been skinnier than this before. And I have realized how much my body has gone through in the past 5 years, but especially the past 500 days. It’s a miracle I’m alive. It’s a miracle I have lived my life and not died in my 30s. I was not designed to get old. But if I can survive the past 500 days, I can do anything I put my mind to. Even fast for 21 days. I may not be able to explore my potential in many ways, but I can still push myself to be better. I encourage you all to do the same. Try something new and make yourself do uncomfortable things. You will be proud of yourself and develop more self worth. Self worth is really just self love. Do you!
Nicole D Graves