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Santa Fe shooter: Quick Remote Viewing

Quick Remote Viewing of the Santa Fe shooting. What follows is the notes I took from the jumbled images, and phrase I received. Yanny-Laurel are trigger words to wake sleeper agents of Eastern European decent and funded through George Soros. Pipe Bombs and Pressure Cooker bombs. Re-visiting Columbine and Boston Bombings. Lends towards CIA involvement just like in Columbine and Boston Bombings. Trench coat mafia again? Dressed like Eric and Dylan? The Bush family runs Texas. This could not of have been orchestrated on Texas soil unless Bush family was involved. Did they give approval? GH Bush rotting on his death bed can be used as smoke screen to further shield Bush family involvement. Shooter's parents are involved... father is a patsy but I do not know for what. Shooter possibly trained at a center. Planer's of this orchestrated shooting mean to target Infowars and NRA heavy! Intercom message telling students to stay put?  If so intercom message was part of the ...

Fear the greater dark...we own ALL the night.

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You finally looked up from staring at your toes for hours. I knew you where transfixed, listening to the sceamings of you greedy pig monster children, indolent evil grandchildren, arguing, posturing over how to divvy up your money, eagerly waiting for you to die. You are not at home. Another facility. You are cast aside, left largely unattended in dark, like trash...it suits you. You are a lump of stinking, rotting pork. They can barely stand to look at you. The door to your room open just enough so your monstrous offspring can hear the monitors signal your death, the sounding gun to begin the whole sale looting your estate and pilfering of your holdings. Yes...you will die in the dark covered in your own piss and shit. I am influencing the nurses to find excuses not to change your diapers. Not to wash you. Not to speak to you. Not like your family cares anyways. But don't worry, here in the dark...you are not alone. I know you called out to your father...hoping upon hope that ...