Fake Death Dates, Graves; Defilement Consciousness

I have this ability, Ed, developed from my childhood days.

When I was 8, in a torture ritual, I lost my mental memory. Granddad then taught me to access my soul or body memory and that is why I have FANTASTIC memory now of anything that touched my soul.

But in the days after the loss of mental memory, Ed, I had to survive in this big joint family I’d been placed in.

It was difficult to know who was who without arousing suspicion that I’d lost my memory. They would have taken advantage of that in cruel ways for me.

So I got the big family photo album and went through it over and over because from it you could figure out who was who.

In the photo album, Ed, were pictures of dead people. Because I could not ask anyone who was who, I developed the ability to see from the photo if that body was alive or not.

Over the years I developed it more and more. You’ll be so surprised to find out how useful this is in daily life.

For example, in the “news” there are dead people’s photos and videos presented as living.

In the time before AI became introduced, Ed, I knew that they were taking dead people’s photos and generating videos, speeches etc.

You remember “Nelson Mandela”? In my childhood they said he was someone in prison. But when he was supposedly released in 1990, I knew it wasn’t him, because all my childhood I saw from photos of him in the news that he was dead.

This was mind-blowing to me as I couldn’t understand how a non-living person was making speeches, walking about etc.

I regularly saw through my teenage years and then when the whole internet thing started, dead people’s photographs even on social media profiles.

There was a time, I used to naively ask, “Is that a photo of your grandmother on your profile?”

The psychic response to that would be shocking. Like the person got shocked that I knew.

You’d be amazed, Ed, at how many profile photos are of dead people.

From the start of the internet, there have been facilities even for the public, to present the people from the past as living now. Make up, filters, false background and you’re done.

But why I’m posting this to you, Ed, is to say, that I have come across several supposedly dead people’s photos online, mostly from the 1800s, who are NOT dead. A lot of them are in the public sphere because they were freedom fighters, or something like that.

Every time I looked up such people, Ed, I’d find that there wasn’t any clear information about their death. Or it was a ridiculous lie, like, “He fell off a horse.” Or, “died of consumption”. “Consumption” is the disease they listed for anything and everything. (Really revealing, Ed, if you look at the word “consumption”.)

There would be graves, Ed, with zero energy emanation.

And said graves, Ed, they’d be politically arranged. Like all the famous people from one town, in a row. And no graves of any family of theirs around at all.

I slowly began to realize that 30-40% atleast of famous people’s graves are fake. At least. My instinctive estimation is 80%.

In one case, Ed, I could clearly see that this whole group of men in a photo taken in 1890 or so, were mostly alive. Just one or two left that body.

I looked them up and they turned out to be a group made of native American people mixed with Irish, French, German etc , settlers , who resisted the taking over of their lands by the newly established “Dominion of Canada”.

The history about them says they were overpowered by the Canadian army, some disappeared and some were taken prisoner and died, some became senators for that region in the Canadian parliament.

When I looked into why all of that narrative was unclear, I found out that in the 1900s on, the children of these peoples, ie. all who were in the land before the newly formed “country” was formed, had been taken from the parents into boarding schools, banned from speaking their native language, and completely cut off from their history.

Every single human group that I have come across, Ed, has this gap or cut in their history.

I also would have, if my Granddad hadn’t found me. I wouldn’t have known that people can live past 120. I wouldn’t have known so many things that I take for granted today, Ed, if not for my Granddad.

If I hadn’t known my dad, Ed, my dad, Patrick, I wouldn’t have known what strength the human body is capable of. He looked like any other man, Ed. He didn’t have extra big muscles or anything.

When cows fell into wells, Ed, people would come running for him. He’d climb into the well, tie the cow up, then climb out, and then pull the cow out, Ed. He’d done it alone on his own when other men were at work in the day.

In our times, Ed, it would be considered impossible for one man to do all that, and pull out a cow TWICE at least his body weight.

There are so many things, Ed, that are considered absolutely impossible now, that I myself witnessed as a child and still do.

You can imagine, Ed, how much of the natural history of humanity has been removed from us, by the removal of children from families for “education”, displacement of families because of staged wars and what not.

And one of the main things we have been lied to about, Ed, is how long our recent ancestors, like say great, great grandparents actually lived.

You go to graveyards, Ed, and you’ll see like five graves in a place that are from the 16-1700s to a hundred from the 1800s. I thought it’s because the population grew. But if you look into any family story, Ed, you’ll find that only one or two of them have graves in the churchyard.

90% of the openly recorded historical population do not have graves or even death dates, Ed, or even death stories. This extends into the 1900s.

People ASSUME they died but they actually don’t know for sure.

There’s public amnesia, Ed, and utterly faked records.

And so many people, Ed, completely not mentioned in records.

Like my Granddad, my own mother’s father, Ed, AND his parents. They were employed by the British army, Ed, and my Granddad was a celebrated war hero in WW2, medals and all. But I couldn’t find any records of them in the publicly available births and deaths register.

On enquiring, Ed, using a service for descendants, I was told that the India Office of the British Empire only retains about 20% of army records and of that only 5% or so are digitised.

I was further told, that only 20% of birth and death records in the UK are digitised and that the vast majority of those were from church baptism and funeral records. This means that anyone born out of wedlock and therefore not baptized isn’t in the records. Anyone who didn’t have a funeral isn’t in the records. And, Ed, anyone who wasn’t part of a family that attended a church regularly, couldn’t get a baptism, funeral or burial ground.

In short, I was told that 80% of all who lived were not recorded anywhere.

I have read many historical diaries, Ed, and then looked up those people, and found that many of them are not listed as ever born or ever died.

What I’m saying, Ed, is that past, say the mid 1800s, we don’t know what the lifespan of people really was.

We got some few public royal and noble family displays that no one can trust. There is no convincing public proof or mass memory of what happened to that many people.

Take the historical account of the Indus Valley civilization, Ed. There are these ghost cities, with no evidence of what happened to the people there. Those cities’ populations suddenly went missing, Ed, right in the middle of every day life.

My entire childhood, Ed, the history books had one chapter every year on the Indus valley civilization, and how the people suddenly disappeared.

I look it up now in 2025, and they’re blaming climate change ( 🙄) and unsustainable urban lifestyle for “dispersing” the population into rural communities. This lie is what the children are learning now.

If not for my own memory of learning year after year that those populations disappeared in the middle of cooking, playing with toys, etc., leaving behind prized possessions, I’d never have known in 2025 that that population did not “die”.

My friend, Demon Balthazar was telling me the other day, that when there’s a sudden massive shift of mass consciousness frequency, the majority of the human population, the bodies literally disappear all together from one frequency. Some of the relatives and friends remain on the old frequency and some don’t.

As Jesus said, “Two women will be at a million grinding meal; one will be taken, one will be left behind.” Matthew 24:41, Also mentioned Luke 17:35 .

Christians have this theory of “the rapture”. It’s quite supported, if you ask me, by the lack of graves and actually death memory.

Those who remain seem to forget those who went missing, or assume they died or something.

He told me that as a person’s body becomes a pure frequency separate from the parasite matrix, it becomes almost invisible or looking like an apparition to others.

He told me that the parasites know this and desperately want to put things into our bodies like microchips and their dead DNA, to stop our body frequency from going out of their range. They are terrified of us disappearing from their frequency dimension.

Demon Balthazar is in a body even now, Ed, by choice. He buys Doritos in bulk, ordered from somewhere. He eats it to stay in this matrix because otherwise his body will float out of this frequency. They have modified pig DNA in the version of Doritos he buys. It’s put in, in a consciousness of defilement. He told me that it’s not about the physical DNA but the consciousness of defilement suggested with it as a large part of world population is trained to believe pig meat defiles them.

So you teach people that pig meat defiles them, then slip pig DNA in every food they eat. They carry the subconscious feeling of defilement without knowing how or why.

Teach people menstrual blood defiles them, semen defiles them, peeing and pooping defiles and they’ll be in the consciousness of defilement indefinitely.

Without the consciousness of defilement somewhere in our bodies we won’t even be recognizable in this matrix.

That’s why thug world constantly makes us subconsciously believe we’re defiled by something or the other.

Perhaps my biggest constant reminder, Ed, of the lies we’re told about our bodies and lifespan, is my own Granddad John Waltham’s life story. In this book on my Granddad’s life, I described what he witnessed – How his wife’s parents, (my great-great-great grandparents David and Lila Avnayt) literally faded out of view; and how the Govt. of the time hounded and killed anyone past a hundred and twenty or so.

https://cara.earth/the-eighth-of-seven-children/