Ridgeview Elementary School In the 1980’s

This morning during my Mom’s great efforts to prove she is human and a good Mom, she showed me a class photo from 3rd or 4th grade at Ridgeview Elementary in Springfield, Oregon. The whole class had swollen eyes like I did when I lived in Sierra Vista. I also remember 3rd through 5th grade were the years that I felt the worst and my memory is the foggiest. The mills here were nearly all closed by then. Did you all literally have mold in your homes too? All of you? Was it in the schools too? Are all your children like me? Some of my classmates were super intelligent and not as drugged/poisoned, but we all had the swollen eyes.

They use mold as punishment and as way to aide in brainwashing. I am pretty sure when you give into the dark side the mold becomes optional. My Aunt La is still dealing with mold in her house. My “friend” I went to visit when I first got here was growing mold on purpose in her bathroom, but her child like me is still young and not sold on the dark side. My Mom’s house had mold, but most of it is gone, but I am sure it can still be found under the paint on the bottom story. I have lived in mold since 2015, when A1 started punishing me for not loving him and buying into his lies.

How do they convince you that your children need to be punished? Why are you hurting your children’s nervous systems? Do your children now punish their own children with mold? Using your senses leads to common sense, what are you trying to hide from all the children?

Xoxo

Nicole

“The mycotoxins produced by black mold are neurotoxins, which lead to varying neurological symptoms. Feelings of brain fog, dizziness, mood swings, hallucinations, anxiety, depression, seizures, and numbness are just a few of the nervous system effects.”

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Beware Of Balding Men & Women

Baldness is caused by a systemic candida infection, aka a body that is the equivalent of a moldy apartment(I have been waiting to say this for a couple months-you know who you are). Men and women who are balding are covert narcissists. The mold infection has overloaded their body and reached their brain, resulting in their hair falling out and a personality disorder.

In Garberville, California, I encountered people who did not have a cortisol response to seeing me. A couple bald men at the grocery store still did tho. However, I generally did not see the evil of others in most the eyes there. This was something that I did not know was possible. I thought it was the Asperger’s that caused me to have a cortisol response to people, but once again I think it just may be my overactive empathy.

This is how they silence people like me. They overwhelm our senses. We were created to be better/more, but in their desire for more they forgot to be more themselves. We are greater than and they see it and it scares them. It is like a science project gone very wrong, but they started 1000’s of others before they realized this creation could be the end of them. This just oozes of my Mom’s greed. This is how the military got involved, my Mom gave them children like me in exchange for their devotion, loyalty, and protection(see how she intertwined her evil there).

This is why the sales manager, at the real estate company I worked at in Sierra Vista, had 30 years of military service and a second child that was like me. Let’s call him “R” and his wife “G”. R & G were bad replicas of my Mom and Dad in the early 1980’s before the overt to covert incident. Only R & G were empty inside, they were void of skills needed to influence people. They ate fast food daily and did not even pretend to take care of their family in a respectable manner. This is what the military and white people enslaved to my Mom are missing. They are missing the love of destroying. When you want to destroy something forever, you need to nurture it so that it stays alive.

The people enslaved to my Mom inherited her biggest flaw, her inability to love.

Xoxo

NiZi