Little Ronza is thriving under the wings of Jesus Christ and Mary Magdalene and looking on, how the one good God and His wife the bishops and every other high society con to the MI5 drive in a prison van, and most will spend the rest of their lives behind bars, as they murdered and caused scars even to El Eljon! by Mother Sigrid Eliora Anat

Little Ronza is thriving under the wings of 

Jesus Christ and Mary Magdalene and looking on,

how the one good God and His wife the bishops 

and every other high society con to the MI5 drive

in a prison van, and most will spend the rest of their 

lives behind bars, as they murdered and caused scars

even to El Eljon!

by Mother Sigrid Eliora Anat 

Little Ronza might not yet be able to read and write 

but she knows the difference between light and dark

and wrong and right and what is truth and what a fable

and she also knows that evil men

in bishop's robes under masks are called the secret 

society of the shark, who force themselves upon children

in a devil's rite on the altar of their devil's den and they 

even boast about it, when it is done under their secret

cone that they always wanted 'to do it once in London 

under a roof of Wren', and take a photo for their

secret trophy bookshelves home under a pyramid

roof dome, and each had a walking stick or staff with 

a pretend devil's hoof clacking and was small children

smacking and church treasures from the goldsmith guild

stacking and terrorism of mercenaries all over the world

financially backing and holy souls to smear them with 

the evildoers' fouls everywhere tracking!

Little Ronza survived their every curse and spell 

and lived with her brother the truth to tell also about

how evil men and women in witches' robes at night

in trance and with stroboscopes

 'death to Jesus Christ and Mary Magdalene' 

shout and she saw them on and off also in various 

other locations, even in different nations - the same 

disguised con faces in descrated spaces and high official places,

and once they even met for their evil ceremony with 

the BoL after he desecrated twelve bells for hells.

And when their sinister gathering was over, they went back

to Rome and Dover or to York and Oxford and Brighton 

and other cities and various monasteries and priories 

in expensive cars and limousines and range rover,

and said to the older children:'If you talk to the police 

or MI5 you won't get heard, as we controll even the MI6 and

CIA and we have strategically placed our dark Lord's 

mercenary army in the military of every country, and we

are untouchable, as we have diplomatic immunity and 

impunity, and we will let you get killed, if you were the one,

who to the St Chad priest and to the Mother Superior of the

Abbey of the Holy Rose the beans spilled! And we throw at everyone,

who is in our way our stone!

We know, where to find you, as we have everywhere our 

spies, who will all say that you spread lies and that you are 

telling porkypies - you are just a child, and a Roma child at that!

Nobody will believe you that we drink blood from a rat, and

that we wear a black magic hat! It is all in your mind, we will

say, if we are approached officially and we will pretend that we do to

the MI5 a helping hand lend and will behind the Prime Minister's 

back all laws comfortably bend and even the home Office,

just like Downing Street,  in our books to our inofficially

hijacked own fascist empire GCHQ amend and nobody can

prove our plots and that we are crooks!'

But little Ronza says:'Hey, evildoers! Try and get me! You won't

stand a chance because you are far too slow under your drugs, 

you thugs! Do you really think that if you rat blood drink

they do not smell your stink of hell in your fine garments from

Savile Row - I know, how to break your every bloody spell!

And the one good God did me warn and the Holy Spirit helped

me even escape and Jesus Christ and Mary Magdala did to me

show, how your sessions and boasting confessions secretly to tape!

And that it was you, who received bribery and property even

from an oyster and shell!

As I am so small and you so tall that you never ever noticed me

in the church hell hall, and I have seen in my dreams that you wake up

at night with loud screams in a never known of God's judgement fright!

And when your diplomatic immunity and impunity is now revoked,

you have not left to cover up your hokey-coked black magic might,

and it will backfire on you tragic!

I filmed also, how you did from the crypt in St Paul's St Chad's cup 

to a templar knights auction for a bid take and you put back 

behind glass a fake!

You have done that in fact quite a lot, have you not! And in many a hotspot!

And that could be seen even via camera polyglott! Together with your

every secret society fake piety and orgy in a priory and outright unholy act!

Stealing an artefact and dealing with it and your evil under abuse of

your authority also with an official seal to be sealing is a criminal offence, 

one of many, bishops! And excuses you haven't left any! And save your 

victims your fake repentance and your oversnorted cocoaine filled nose's snot!

I reported your organised criminality and was heard very officially and from where

I am standing I see that already heads are rolling and the same faces, who uttered

at me threats, suddenly try to offer me their help and special treats!

But each of you on everybody cheats and the one good God you now

simply with the facts even in the courts beats! And all your breads are burnt toast

and dead meat your Sunday roast, as once too often you did about

your murder plot against Jesus Christ and Mary Magdalene boast! And on record!

You must be really stupid, if you think you only need blood to drink 

and nobody would smell your stink of hell and that you can create your own creed

with weed! You cannot even stop anymore a holy man from ringing for his 

belived fiancee his bell, and you wouldn't have a clue, how to pick up from

the Holy Spirit any cue! And on your hands even after washing does the blood 

of the victims of your shore stick! And a poet from Hampstead Heath no longer

does with your secret society a strawberry ice cream cone does lick but has

finished his report about your sport of killing holy souls and of smearing them 

with your own fouls for the MI5, and he will you personally to your internment 

and interrogation drive!

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http://develeskochakanotachibenesko.blogspot.co.uk
http://theonegoodgod.blogspot.co.uk
#MotherSigrid
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http://cilltrionoidnaofa.blogspot.co.uk
http://sunmoonandstarsuniverse.blogspot.co.uk
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