UPDATE: THE REAL TRUTH
The Government has erased some of the videos I posted on here for some unknown reason. If anything, this blog might seem to be coming from a crazy person. But, it's not. I'm sane. I just hear my guardian Angel's voices though, the very same voices that will allow me to win the lottery for 30 times in a row.
Furthermore, I can and will get off of my mental health prescription medications as soon as I win the lottery because I cannot have the medications circulating in my body if I want to have children 10 years later with Travis Hewgley. I'm paranoid, that will never go away. It is a product of my running away in the Philippines from my mother and all of the people on TV talking to me. I don't think I'll have a seizure again. My guardian Angel will allow me to be free all the time.
When I get married to Travis Hewgley, I will have him sign a pre-marital agreement prepared by my lawyer and officially valid that will state that if at any time he divorces me, he will only get $25 Million only. Our house is still mine and all of my material things are still mine. He can keep his clothes, his Bugatti car that I will give him as a Christmas gift, and other material things that he possesses that I will give him as a gift.
In the year,December, 2015, I should be able to win the lottery. That's a year and 6 months from now.
Well, let's get on to a different topic.
I will post the links to the videos I put on here not too long ago in my other posts so you can watch them and believe that this whole thing exists. The Angels, the Devil, the humans that can become Angels and how the Angels have magical powers given to them by God, the Devil God, Bahala.
The magical powers of the Angels are creating weather, making a planet appear or disappear, invisibility, speed, flight, creating electricity or lights, creating stars, opening up realms (windows in space that opens up to another "space"), time travel, shadow powers, super human strength, godly strength that can carry a giant starship and have it travel at the speed of light, invincibility or immortality (can never be killed by any means), and so much more.
That is why when I write on here that the Angels are the leaders of the planet, they are and I'm one of them. There are about 1 Trillion Amy Angels altogether that are me that have their own planets living as groups per planets. Those are the Amy Angels (5,000 to 6,000 Billion per planet), new little Amy Angels (5,000 to 6,000 Billion per planet), Miss Amalia Goddess Angel IV-II (5,000 Billion per planet) with 1,000 Billion Amy Angels per planet, the Amy Angels II (5,000 Billion per planet) with 1,000 Billion Amy Angels per planet to help the other Amy Angels build their planet, the new little Amy Angels II (5,000 Billion per planet) with 1,000 Billion Amy Angels per planet, the Amy Angels III (5,000 Billion per planet) with 1,000 Billion Amy Angels per planet, and the Stella Gong Angels (5,000 Billion per planet) with 1,000 Billion Amy Angels per planet.
The distribution of population of peoples per planet is as follows for the female leaders of the planet:
5,000 Billion other female Amy Angel leaders of the planet (as stated in the above paragraph)
1,000 Billion Amy Angels
6,000 Billion regular humans
8,000 Billion starship cruisers
Mr. Ada Borstein tries to trick me into thinking that Miss Stella Gong is not an Amy Angel. But, she is. She's a shadow girl. She's got a lot of credit that makes her invincible - she cannot be killed inside people's body even by true decapitation as a shadow girl. And besides, the Devil God, Bahala told the Archangel Gabriel (aka Ada Borstein) and Travis Henry (aka Travis Hewgley) to tell Amy to behave. God further said that Amy is a Goddess. This could only mean one thing, there's no other Angel to help all other Amy Angels with their Star Wars Era Planets other than their own selves - the Amys. And Miss Stella Gong is the only Angel that is invincible or immortal.
It is not true that Travis Henry helped the Amys in their Star Wars Era Planet stories. It is done by the Angel, named Roxanne aka Miss Stella Gong.
In Van Helsing, the movie (2004), Hugh Jackman as Van Helsing fights Dracula. They lose their powers a few times, not knowing why.
In the TV Series "V" (1984), Diana eats a whole rat and swallows it whole because she's Miss Stella Gong, the Angel, back then.
Here is a letter I wrote today:
March 21, 2014
Dear Amy Angels, new little Amy Angels, Miss Amalia Goddess Angel IV-II, the Amy Angels II, the new little Amy Angels II, the Amy Angels III, and the Stella Gong Angels,
I wish to give you 300 Billion Trillion 100 Quarternillion 100 Million 10 Billion 100 Trillion "sets of realms" each.
Again...
NO SUGAR AMY PROSTITUTES
NO PROSTITUTION OF ANY KIND
NO STAR WARS ERA PLANETS
NO 10 BILLION YEAR ROLE PLAYING GAMES
NO WAR ZONES
NO SERVICE AMYS FOR THE STARSHIP CRUISERS
You must do the 10th program on all of your planets.
The houses range from 2,000 square feet to 10,000 square feet. There are row homes, apartments, and condominiums.
There is an ocean and a sea the size of North and South America, and China. There are rivers, lakes, streams, and waterfalls. There are forests, trees, and farmlands. There are mountains, hills, and mountains with snow.
The weather all year round is spring and summer.
The starship cruisers will pay 30 heads every 1,000 years by true decapitation in ancient egypt and other ancient civilizations.
All other times, the starship cruisers will pay by soft killings in ancient egypt and other ancient civilizations.
You must house all of the new little Amy Angels in your moon-earthlike planets. Give them housing, cars, and $10,000 a month in monetary allowance. House each new little Amy Angel in a 2,000 square foot house with 4 bedrooms. One new little Amy Angel per bedroom per house.
Your maids are starship cruisers and regular humans. They will work from 19 years old to 55 years old. They will work from 8am to 5pm, Monday to Friday, only. They have Saturdays and Sundays off. They will get (1) one hour lunch and (2) 20 minute rest. They have their own housing. They will not live inside your houses. They will work 2 lifetimes out of 6 lifetimes. The other 4 lifetimes, they are free.
That is all.
Thank you.
Sincerely,
Amy
I guess, it would be "600 Billion Trillion 100 Quarternillion 100 Million 10 Billion 100 Trillion "sets of realms" now because I posted it double. OK?
Each "set of realms" I think is like 100 Quarternillion or more realms. I can't remember the exact number but it's up there.
Ok. That is all.
Friday, March 21, 2014
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
UPDATE: THE NEW MODERN ERA CIVILIZATION
Here is a video of the future:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a6cNdhOKwi0
Productivity Future Vision (2011)
Here's another video of the future:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VE0lPTfsBoI
The World in 2050 - Future study presented by Frank Appel
Because of the massive "credit" of the Amys, the new little Amy Angels have invented so many different advanced futuristic Worlds that the starship cruisers will soon see in the future, one different type of World per advanced futuristic timeline.
My guardian Angel, Mr. Michael Gurfinkel told me that the new little Amy Angels are the ones that invented the Modern Civilization of today, ancient egypt and other ancient civilizations, and other futuristic and very ultra advanced Modern Worlds of the future. I do hope you get to see them. For now, just enjoy with what you got.
Here is a video of the future:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a6cNdhOKwi0
Productivity Future Vision (2011)
Here's another video of the future:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VE0lPTfsBoI
The World in 2050 - Future study presented by Frank Appel
Because of the massive "credit" of the Amys, the new little Amy Angels have invented so many different advanced futuristic Worlds that the starship cruisers will soon see in the future, one different type of World per advanced futuristic timeline.
My guardian Angel, Mr. Michael Gurfinkel told me that the new little Amy Angels are the ones that invented the Modern Civilization of today, ancient egypt and other ancient civilizations, and other futuristic and very ultra advanced Modern Worlds of the future. I do hope you get to see them. For now, just enjoy with what you got.
Saturday, March 1, 2014
Have a Heart.
It's not too late to change.
March 1, 2014
Dear Mr. Ada Borstein,
You have to give me a 1,000 to 4,000 square feet of space housing, a brand new car, a different job per lifetime, cash of more than $20/month in my bank account, food or groceries money, shopping for clothes, shoes, handbag money, furniture, furnishings, a husband or boyfriend, and children per lifetime.
You owe me this much. I did not imprison you in the Amy Angels' planets because that would be a disaster. You're free half of the time, everyday, per lifetime, unlike your imprisoned starship cruisers or Travis Henry boys.
You need to be more compassionate, more caring. Allow people to have freedom because everybody in this Kingdom of yours and mine and Travis Henry's will have 5 years of rest before dying by true decapitation in ancient egypt and other ancient civilizations. That's all you need.
Anyway, I'm not going to make myself be a service amy for Guy Dale or Tim Wood or Christopher Plummer or any of theirselves and other selves because I don't want to and you can't make me. He's a crazy nutcase stupid idiot. Can you imagine having John the Baptist killed in his Kingdom while he sits up there in contempt? I'm talking about Christopher Plummer. And what a crazy moron people like that thinking they could get away with having to kill people without paying for it too. He has to pay. John the Baptist was already in prison and he had to kill him too? Anyway, stupid.
It's like Kai Harris. Since she thinks she's not going to live anymore, she go about doing stuff against the rules. Like Victor Chan who thinks he's better than anybody else. Like Meredith who's never satisfied with my friendship. Like Charleton Heston who's so envious of me that he wants me to suffer mercilessly. All of these boys and girls hate me for no reason whatsoever. They're free and they have money. They have cars. They have a life. Unlike the little Amys who are just going by with the littlest means of hope, of despair, of hunger, of respect.
That's why if you don't improve all of the little amys' conditions around the World during the beginning of the Modern era and before the onset of the 10 Billion year slavery, you're going to have to pay the full 20 Trillion times per time period by true decapitation in ancient egypt and other ancient civilizations.
That ambitious but fraud Kai Harris thinking she could blatantly talk to me in a harsh way will have her dead by true decapitation.
You know, I'm not going to service the starship cruisers too. NO SERVICE AMYS FOR THE STARSHIP CRUISERS. THE SERVICE AMYS ARE EXCLUSIVELY FOR THE BORSTEIN BOYS ONLY AND THE TRAVIS HENRY BOYS. I don't call myself a leader of the planet and have the key to happiness in this fucked up Kingdom and be a special Angel if I'm going to service everybody I meet. That's why you're going to pay.
I've already am servicing at least 10 Trillion or more in your planets, I don't need anymore. And if you're not going to improve the lives of everyone on the planets, I suggest you get killed for doing so.
And NO, don't use the excuse of 8 Trillion to strip everyone of their livelihood and happiness in your planets. The 8 Trillion is your debt to me - to even up the score in our not so equal partnership.
I know you did a lot for me and I can't thank you enough. But, you also turned me into a slave which is uncalled for. You should've turned me into your wife instead. A wife that's free to make her own choices. Free to do whatever she wants after doing her everyday obligation. Who do you think you are turning me into a slave? Don't you know I'm the one who made you who you are today? A leader of this Kingdom. A leader with material things and food. A leader with realms, a house. A leader that captivated and captured all Angels in the previous Kingdom into submission.
With the power of my writing and the will and grace of Travis Henry, and you as our manager, we are an unbeatable team.
Why do you treat us so indifferently. We're you're family. You're not our Master. We are your equal partner in everything we do. Why can't you see it that way?
That's why you're going to be punished for eternity for all of your wrong-doings.
People are relying on your common sense and I guess you don't have one. People are relying on you to give them what they need because you're the manager of this Kingdom. And with you demoted, you've been stripped off your manager title.
Now, who's going to fill that role? Should it be me? You know, I can't. There's only one person who fits that role - Travis Henry. You should give him jobs and stop bullshiting us with your antics of what's written first will be done and none other. Half of the time, you do your own shit anyway.
Are you listening to me? Do you even care about us at all? Stop killing us. We are your friends. If you have major issues with yourself, don't bring us down with you.
You're not a Master. You're a Manager of Peoples and that is your only title.
The Master of peoples is God only. He's the only one.
And you don't turn your heads against someone who has helped you gather people to your will and to submit to your every damn demand.
I know I've been wishing away, but mostly for the good of the people. But, when I do get mad, I seem to lose control and starts killing people uncontrollably. That's my only downside.
Anyway, you're only going to get yourself killed. I should be the one enslaving you because God inhabited my body. Not the other way around.
That's why you better kill these 3 or 4 pot pot invisible Borstein Boys inside my body by gunshots in the head after their lives are over in your planets. Nevermind the weatherman. He will not be killed like the others as so.
Ok? Sometimes, you've got to bring yourself down from your high horse and think about the people that cares for you. They admire you. They're your friends. It's good to have friends. Not everybody is out to get you, Mr. Ada Borstein.
You've got to lower yourself down to their level and ask, "what are they thinking?", "what do they want or need?". It's you that we rely on most of the time.
People are wanting to be free. Don't you think I've paid enough 3 Billion or so in Hell as an Angel to acquire my realms? The least you could do is turn me into a wife. A wife that is free but subject to death by true decapitation when she turns 40 years old.
I know people wants to be like me. I didn't work so hard it seems, but all my other selves worked their ass off to make wonderful material gifts to humankind. That's my gift to them. Another gift is my life. I saved enough people that I think I deserve a reward.
I have realms. I have housing, cars, clothes, shoes, handbags, beauty & hygiene products, food, furniture, and so much more. I have magic. I have starships. I have beauty. I have brains, smarts, intelligence, ability. I have a big heart. I am a humanitarian. Those are my contribution to humanity and Angels alike as well as to Oxen Gods.
What is your contribution? Creating Angels, transferring people from one place to another, monologue, managers of people and Angels alike.
What is Mr. Travis Henry's contribution? Doing my star wars era planets, replicating the inventions of the little Amys. And NO. Travis Henry is not smart enough to invent anything other than magic and the will of God. If there's a will, there's a way. And his way is of Godly proportion.
Anyway, will you at least look inside my heart and tell me that I don't deserve freedom and a good livelihood? I know you'll find that I'm very much deserving of a rehabilitation.
I know it's not easy for you to be a good person. But, I think it's time to change your way of life. You no longer are a Master. You no longer are a Manager of peoples. You've been stripped off your title.
Promise me you won't get mad if people starts disrespecting you. And don't punish them for it either, especially Sandra.
Anyway, I thought I should let you know.
I'm counting on you to rehabilitate all of the service girls in your planets, to be rehabilitated in the Amy Angels' realms. Ok?
Thank you.
I know I've subjected myself to Mr. Travis Henry's demands of having service amys. Up to this day, I still don't know who started what. And from what I remember, it's the Borstein boys that started this awful existence. And me, having to follow up with it sometimes is just downright wrong.
I wish I could get away from it. I wish to never be under some critical ruling of slavery. I know I will be free after I'm done here for eternity. I know I'll be in the timelines and the Blue Man Group Era timelines. I don't expect in seeing you there anytime soon or never will.
It's not too late to change. Have a heart, a good one. Ok?
Sincerely,
Amy
P.S.
When I wrote down that "it's not too late to change", I meant it's not too late to change your life around. I don't ever want you to change any of what's written on this document. It comes as is even if I've already eaten a meal already. Ok?
Remember, the service amys are exclusively for the Borstein Boys only. And you cannot mettle with the everyday decisions of Mr. Travis Henry and his selves and the Amy Angels and the Sugar Amy Angels and the Stella Gong Angels. Ok?
You've got to fulfill all of my wishes. And that's a promise whether you like it or not.
Thank you.
It's not too late to change.
March 1, 2014
Dear Mr. Ada Borstein,
You have to give me a 1,000 to 4,000 square feet of space housing, a brand new car, a different job per lifetime, cash of more than $20/month in my bank account, food or groceries money, shopping for clothes, shoes, handbag money, furniture, furnishings, a husband or boyfriend, and children per lifetime.
You owe me this much. I did not imprison you in the Amy Angels' planets because that would be a disaster. You're free half of the time, everyday, per lifetime, unlike your imprisoned starship cruisers or Travis Henry boys.
You need to be more compassionate, more caring. Allow people to have freedom because everybody in this Kingdom of yours and mine and Travis Henry's will have 5 years of rest before dying by true decapitation in ancient egypt and other ancient civilizations. That's all you need.
Anyway, I'm not going to make myself be a service amy for Guy Dale or Tim Wood or Christopher Plummer or any of theirselves and other selves because I don't want to and you can't make me. He's a crazy nutcase stupid idiot. Can you imagine having John the Baptist killed in his Kingdom while he sits up there in contempt? I'm talking about Christopher Plummer. And what a crazy moron people like that thinking they could get away with having to kill people without paying for it too. He has to pay. John the Baptist was already in prison and he had to kill him too? Anyway, stupid.
It's like Kai Harris. Since she thinks she's not going to live anymore, she go about doing stuff against the rules. Like Victor Chan who thinks he's better than anybody else. Like Meredith who's never satisfied with my friendship. Like Charleton Heston who's so envious of me that he wants me to suffer mercilessly. All of these boys and girls hate me for no reason whatsoever. They're free and they have money. They have cars. They have a life. Unlike the little Amys who are just going by with the littlest means of hope, of despair, of hunger, of respect.
That's why if you don't improve all of the little amys' conditions around the World during the beginning of the Modern era and before the onset of the 10 Billion year slavery, you're going to have to pay the full 20 Trillion times per time period by true decapitation in ancient egypt and other ancient civilizations.
That ambitious but fraud Kai Harris thinking she could blatantly talk to me in a harsh way will have her dead by true decapitation.
You know, I'm not going to service the starship cruisers too. NO SERVICE AMYS FOR THE STARSHIP CRUISERS. THE SERVICE AMYS ARE EXCLUSIVELY FOR THE BORSTEIN BOYS ONLY AND THE TRAVIS HENRY BOYS. I don't call myself a leader of the planet and have the key to happiness in this fucked up Kingdom and be a special Angel if I'm going to service everybody I meet. That's why you're going to pay.
I've already am servicing at least 10 Trillion or more in your planets, I don't need anymore. And if you're not going to improve the lives of everyone on the planets, I suggest you get killed for doing so.
And NO, don't use the excuse of 8 Trillion to strip everyone of their livelihood and happiness in your planets. The 8 Trillion is your debt to me - to even up the score in our not so equal partnership.
I know you did a lot for me and I can't thank you enough. But, you also turned me into a slave which is uncalled for. You should've turned me into your wife instead. A wife that's free to make her own choices. Free to do whatever she wants after doing her everyday obligation. Who do you think you are turning me into a slave? Don't you know I'm the one who made you who you are today? A leader of this Kingdom. A leader with material things and food. A leader with realms, a house. A leader that captivated and captured all Angels in the previous Kingdom into submission.
With the power of my writing and the will and grace of Travis Henry, and you as our manager, we are an unbeatable team.
Why do you treat us so indifferently. We're you're family. You're not our Master. We are your equal partner in everything we do. Why can't you see it that way?
That's why you're going to be punished for eternity for all of your wrong-doings.
People are relying on your common sense and I guess you don't have one. People are relying on you to give them what they need because you're the manager of this Kingdom. And with you demoted, you've been stripped off your manager title.
Now, who's going to fill that role? Should it be me? You know, I can't. There's only one person who fits that role - Travis Henry. You should give him jobs and stop bullshiting us with your antics of what's written first will be done and none other. Half of the time, you do your own shit anyway.
Are you listening to me? Do you even care about us at all? Stop killing us. We are your friends. If you have major issues with yourself, don't bring us down with you.
You're not a Master. You're a Manager of Peoples and that is your only title.
The Master of peoples is God only. He's the only one.
And you don't turn your heads against someone who has helped you gather people to your will and to submit to your every damn demand.
I know I've been wishing away, but mostly for the good of the people. But, when I do get mad, I seem to lose control and starts killing people uncontrollably. That's my only downside.
Anyway, you're only going to get yourself killed. I should be the one enslaving you because God inhabited my body. Not the other way around.
That's why you better kill these 3 or 4 pot pot invisible Borstein Boys inside my body by gunshots in the head after their lives are over in your planets. Nevermind the weatherman. He will not be killed like the others as so.
Ok? Sometimes, you've got to bring yourself down from your high horse and think about the people that cares for you. They admire you. They're your friends. It's good to have friends. Not everybody is out to get you, Mr. Ada Borstein.
You've got to lower yourself down to their level and ask, "what are they thinking?", "what do they want or need?". It's you that we rely on most of the time.
People are wanting to be free. Don't you think I've paid enough 3 Billion or so in Hell as an Angel to acquire my realms? The least you could do is turn me into a wife. A wife that is free but subject to death by true decapitation when she turns 40 years old.
I know people wants to be like me. I didn't work so hard it seems, but all my other selves worked their ass off to make wonderful material gifts to humankind. That's my gift to them. Another gift is my life. I saved enough people that I think I deserve a reward.
I have realms. I have housing, cars, clothes, shoes, handbags, beauty & hygiene products, food, furniture, and so much more. I have magic. I have starships. I have beauty. I have brains, smarts, intelligence, ability. I have a big heart. I am a humanitarian. Those are my contribution to humanity and Angels alike as well as to Oxen Gods.
What is your contribution? Creating Angels, transferring people from one place to another, monologue, managers of people and Angels alike.
What is Mr. Travis Henry's contribution? Doing my star wars era planets, replicating the inventions of the little Amys. And NO. Travis Henry is not smart enough to invent anything other than magic and the will of God. If there's a will, there's a way. And his way is of Godly proportion.
Anyway, will you at least look inside my heart and tell me that I don't deserve freedom and a good livelihood? I know you'll find that I'm very much deserving of a rehabilitation.
I know it's not easy for you to be a good person. But, I think it's time to change your way of life. You no longer are a Master. You no longer are a Manager of peoples. You've been stripped off your title.
Promise me you won't get mad if people starts disrespecting you. And don't punish them for it either, especially Sandra.
Anyway, I thought I should let you know.
I'm counting on you to rehabilitate all of the service girls in your planets, to be rehabilitated in the Amy Angels' realms. Ok?
Thank you.
I know I've subjected myself to Mr. Travis Henry's demands of having service amys. Up to this day, I still don't know who started what. And from what I remember, it's the Borstein boys that started this awful existence. And me, having to follow up with it sometimes is just downright wrong.
I wish I could get away from it. I wish to never be under some critical ruling of slavery. I know I will be free after I'm done here for eternity. I know I'll be in the timelines and the Blue Man Group Era timelines. I don't expect in seeing you there anytime soon or never will.
It's not too late to change. Have a heart, a good one. Ok?
Sincerely,
Amy
P.S.
When I wrote down that "it's not too late to change", I meant it's not too late to change your life around. I don't ever want you to change any of what's written on this document. It comes as is even if I've already eaten a meal already. Ok?
Remember, the service amys are exclusively for the Borstein Boys only. And you cannot mettle with the everyday decisions of Mr. Travis Henry and his selves and the Amy Angels and the Sugar Amy Angels and the Stella Gong Angels. Ok?
You've got to fulfill all of my wishes. And that's a promise whether you like it or not.
Thank you.
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