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Trump 9-1-25 A meeting Updated

Trump 9-1-25 A meeting

Don

I'm all alone. Where do I go? What shall I do?

 The picture above  was  taken 11 minutes before this was published online from where I was sitting in a chair at the time. Dad provided a fawn with no mother, out of nowhere, to depict the emotional spiritual mind and soul of trump right now. Lost, confused, uncertain, afraid. That's the man.Wow...

I met up with Trump last night. For 2 hours. I shared this with Eduardo, as advised. Also to give it to the world, considering the satanic cabal now has it and why not? 

I asked Dad if there was an understanding of the meeting in the Holy Word. Yes.

Isaiah 63-5

5And I looked, and there was none to help; and I wondered that there was none to uphold: therefore mine own arm brought salvation unto me; and my fury, it upheld me.

Main gist of the meeting was....

First, this is a guy whom likes to give gifts, to ingratiate others to him as an opener. He uses gifts as a device. Interesting. He wanted to give me a gift. Right off. First thing. It's hard to be at odds with a guy whom has sussed out what you like and provides it at the first instance. Of course, he had nothing to give me in that place. But he was somewhat desperate to do...something. It's his own programming, I guess it's his art of the deal, tho I never read the book.

Where we were, was him surrounded by a small army of sycophant souls, mostly evil and depraved. You know the kind.

2 hours. I woke up in the middle of the start, because raccoons wanted to be fed and they were banging on the front door. Got up, fed them, went right back to the meeting. Anyways.

The main reason for the meet up was his concern for his family. Was I coming after them? Wipe them out kind of thing. Because lately, I've removed a great many souls from this dimension, a few written about, but mostly unstated. He knows it. His master told him. And also told him I was coming after his family. Lu is such a liar.

I informed him that no, I don't go after kings and presidents. They are playing an end times role and I leave that to Yeshua. The only time I went after royals was the sax-coburg windsor clan under orders, 3 years ago. They were a spurious bloodline created by the rothschilds and were so heavily indebted as to no longer have a right to life. ALL OF THEM.

As for CEOs. Yeah, all the time. The vicious, heartless bastards. I advised him it would be better for his family to refrain from taking such a position, because judgments have been going down by the group, and if they fall into that lot, it's beyond my control.

He was scared. Really scared. Not of me. But for himself. He couldn't hide it, not from me.

He knows his fate is going to be somewhat nasty, but he all but admitted that he has no control over the office of the Presidency. The jewbies control it and him. And they do not love him, something he feels slipping away even from those near to him. The jewbies just push him around like a dog now, barking orders at him like some kind of house boy.

Frankly Ed, he looked the little boy who was not understanding the world he now found himself in. Scared, alone, what to do?

I actually felt sorry for him. Still do. His closest people are slowly distancing themselves from him. Vance is the new flavor. The bloom is off the rose, so to say. Even the “wife” unit is not regarding him as once was. Hell of a thing. I've been there, when the person you love creates a gulf between their heart and yours. Whatever that means to him. I know what it means to me. I've had it happen 3 times by 3 women. They all broke my heart, just to hurt me and for no other good reason.

Sad thing to see, really.

Anyways, 2 hours. Long time. We talked of other things. He mostly asked, I answered honestly. And why not? He's the victim here, in a strange way. How the whole meeting came off last night.


Don

Update. Now watch, Trump and wifey will do big public showings together and huge happy family whitehouse stuff for the media, to make all this a lie. The two Donnies know the truth, though. And so do you, the readers. 

Anything to make a mockery of this, Dad, myself, and the TRUTH.