Muscovites were promised rain and thunderstorms on May 15, 2026.I asked for the thunderstorms to be postponed due to my poor health. The mere possibility of being able to delight in a thunderstorm amuses me. I love a thunderstorm in early May.
https://ria.ru/20260515/moskva-2092586725.html?ysclid=mp8xo98r8792718772I constantly have to film videos in a hurry, and the phenomenon always feels different each time. It often carries multiple meanings. Primarily, it corresponds to my inner world or to our dialogue with God. Often, Elon Musk participates in this dialogue with us, conveying his opinions and messages through God. Zeus is the Heavenly Father to both me and Elon Musk—this is precisely what I spoke about earlier in my previous post. In this particular manifestation of God—depicted as a girl wearing headphones (which is most likely a representation of myself)—she is floating upon the waves, ready to hurl lightning bolts in the role of a judge. This serves as a reference to a previous topic discussed on my blog. Everyone—with the sole exception of myself—seems to enjoy my posts. Regrettably, I have wasted a great deal of time on my medical treatment, as well as on foolishly negative matters and unintelligent people. In essence, I served as your protector—the "earthly immune system." Elon Musk held these very same roles: acting as the earthly immune system and the protector of humanity (a title he used to describe himself). I do not know what has been written regarding God's representatives throughout history—who His children are, what they are supposed to look like, or what they are meant to embody. Once again—so that I may NOT be accused of making unsubstantiated claims: ELON MUSK AND I WILL TELL YOU THE EXACT SAME THING—REQUEST ANY PHENOMENON OR MANIFESTATION OF GOD FROM ME, AND I WILL DO MY UTMOST TO BRING IT TO FRUITION. I may not be able to do *everything*, but I can do enough to ensure that everyone understands this: three years after the planetary alignment, I have no intention of running around like a "little girl," trying to prove the most basic things to you—today, tomorrow, or the day after. Many people know about me; in fact, some even pray directly *to* me—and do so right in my presence. Unfortunately, I am not currently situated in a security zone that would allow for this to become a matter of widespread public knowledge. For the time being, I continue to lead an ordinary life.
HOWEVER, YOUR EARTHLY "IMMUNE SYSTEM"—EMBODIED HERE BY *ME*—HAS ALREADY GONE COMPLETELY TO HELL.GREETINGS, GREAT TURTLE.