Judie is a survivor of SRA, medical and government mind control, and sex trafficking. She has been free and on her healing journey for over 35 years. She is a researcher and writer, and her studies include ancient history, and ancient and modern religions. Judie is an avid advocate for survivors of DID/RA/MC.
A Declaration of Freedom
He has no right to touch me
He has no right to any part of my body
Not as a baby newborn
Not as a toddler
Not as a little one any age
Not as a child, teenager, or adult;
He has no right to 10 ½ months
He has no right to me at all.
He and his cohorts;
His evil companions of slime;
They crossed boundaries that weren’t theirs to cross;
They touched body, mind and soul,
And planted fear where there was to be peace.
They broke our brain and left us in pieces
When we were meant to be whole;
And told us we were abandoned, unwanted, and left in the cold.
Your words, I reject them all
The names you gave me
The lies you fed me
The commands you claim I must follow;
I renounce them, I deny them,
I cast them from me
And throw them back to the pit of hell –
Where you now reside.
All control I take from you
All of you –
And I give it back to my “self”
I reject your threats
I reject your directives
I cast away your commands to die;
I am NOT the “Nobody” you said I am,
It is a lie that no one wants me;
I do NOT belong to you – to any of you-
I belong to God and to myself
And I am beautiful in God’s eyes.
I will not die if I disobey
I will not explode, implode
Or be killed by you
I declare I am free
I declare I am Me
I declare that truth is real
And I lay hold of it
That it may set me free
I have hope – I have life – I have a future to be me
I CAN do things – I am not helpless;
People DO like me
Some even love me
And I am needed in this earth by many.
I reject your evil;
Your declarations and whispers that demean,
Demoralize, dissociate and twist,
That cloud and confuse,
That control, imprison, and strip me of all hope;
I reject the idea that I am helpless;
I am no longer owned by you;
And yes, I AM safe
I renounce your dark words
And reject the power they once had;
Your tone of voice and your magic hands
That put me in a trance –
I declare them ALL…powerless
You no longer have control over me
I am loosed, I am free;
I break all of your bonds
And cast them far into the sea
I stand in the sunshine
In the love and presence of God
I stand where the wind blows free
In hell you are burning
But in life I reside;
Chains broken; programs smashed
Boundaries reset
New thoughts – right thoughts
About life, about people, about love
About God, about myself;
I am free to think rightly
To let light shine into my soul
And people into my life.
Joy is mine to be had
Happiness –
I am allowed to smile, to rest, to sleep at night,
And I never have to look over my shoulder again.
I am who God made me to be,
Not an echo, not a “no one”, not a minion of evil;
I am free
I am hopeful
I am a peace-filled living being
I am Me.
by Judie
July 1, 2023
The Story of the Silenced
Do you know? Have you heard? There is a hell that no one can imagine, not even in your worst nightmares. A hell that little ones, yes, very tiny ones have experienced. It is a hell almost as dark and painful as Hades itself. And to these little ones, it is one and the same. It’s called Satanic ritual abuse.
SRA is a hell that hates innocence and seeks its death. A slow, painful, torturous death, and revels in its destruction. It is a hell, that even as little ones grow older, it continues to invade the body, mind, and spirit of the individual and take away their future, their human rights, and all the joys of normal life.
It’s a darkness. An evil. Devilish and without conscience. It seeks blood and pain, shock and horrors, dominance and death. Every way to shame is imagined and put into practice. Every way to steal bits of the soul is implemented. Every kind of threat to silence is used. Power is their goal and innocence provides it. While extreme abuse and torture insures it.
Led by Psychopaths; individuals whose minds are warped beyond repair, they are bent beings, more demonic than human, disguised as wonderful people. World and religious leaders, protectors, teachers, healers, scientists, parents, etc. Their disguises are so complete that whole nations of people honor them, vote for them, cheer them, reward them and trust them unconditionally, oblivious to their secret activities.
And oblivious to the babies, children and teenagers who are silently waiting in chains and cages, in basements and homes, in forests and fields, in castles and embassies, anywhere and everywhere all over the world. Silently, silently waiting. Waiting to be called; to be taken to labs, to dark places, to universities, to other countries, to evil rooms where these human demons can once again twist their minds, steal their souls, and literally take them to the brink of death and back. All for the sake of evil.
These children, these teenagers, these young adults (if they should survive that long), are forced into a silence that continues throughout their entire life. A silence that even the ignorant world around them perpetuates simply because they refuse to allow them to speak and to share the tortures and shame that they have known from a very young age.
The evil ones threaten them into silence. And the world shames them into silence. And they are left with nowhere to go, nowhere to speak their pain, and be heard, and accepted. And so, they remain alone, imprisoned within their crying, broken soul. Utterly expelled and abandoned by the human race.
Fear of the experiences of these abused ones keeps most people from reaching out to them, expressing empathy, and honoring them for their enduring battle against evil.
No one will ever understand this level of abuse and evil. Even the abused ones themselves can’t grasp it. But it doesn’t require understanding to express love, empathy and respect.
Inwardly, the Silenced Ones cry to be allowed to heal and integrate their internal People, as well as to integrate into the human race, and be considered equals.
It is the constant hope of their hearts.
By Judie
October 1, 2022
BY OURSELVES | ABOUT OURSELVES | FOR OURSELVES | FOR EACH OTHER | 