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Hello, Chelsea, I hope you enjoyed your Thanksgiving holiday and that you are doing well. Here’s where we are at, Sweetheart.

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Carolyn made reservations in advance regarding Thanksgiving day. Chelsie didn’t have Thanksgiving dinner yesterday, but she had it for lunch ahead of time. Alex and Carolyn knew that it would be impossible for me to deny my daughter food on such a festive day, but they also knwe that I am serious about what we are doing, so we compromised and had Thanksgiving lunch. Did it slow us down? No, we didn’t eat much, food has been making me feel not so good lately, so eating a little was not a problem. Still no water.

About three weeks ago my wrists were very itchy. A week later that itchiness moved from my wrists into my forearms and kept moving. It started with my wrists, then forearms, elbows, upper arms, shoulders, shoulder blades, clavicle, chest, abdomen, pelvis, and now its into my thighs. Carolyn said that it has something to do with dehydration and my body self-preparing.

Another new thing my body’s doing is saying “voice” after I cough to clear my voice. It did this last night in front of people but no one said anything. Did anyone hear it? Yes. My body, or suit, has been doing this quite often now that I think about it. Carolyn did say that this is going to happen soon with or without me, so maybe “voice” is a sign? Yes.

I have taken the wedding band off since there was a possibility of it slipping off my finger due to weight loss and the possibility that when my body does its thing the ring would be too small. Ouch.

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Was Charlie actually Chelsie? Yes.

Did technology allow Chelsie to ride with Chelsea? Yes.

Hmm.

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Was Chelsie also Zeus? Yes.

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Well that changes everything.

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Was Lucifer herself hiding in Chelsea? Yes.

Is Lucifer contained as well? Yes.

Carolyn wants to say something . . .

Chelsea, wait til you hear what was actually going on, you’re gonna shit, Sweetheart. Von is becoming himself more and more each day, to the point where even he sees and feels a difference. Von is on a timer now, he doesn’t know when but he knows its soon.

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I need some fresh air so we are stopping here, Chelsea, I haven’t been feeling good lately. We will write when we can.

Enjoy your day, Sweetheart, be safe, stay warm, and keep it stellar.

Love, Von

xo xo

 

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