This morning, Srn Guch in South Sudan told me that Christine has died, evidently of poison as had her husband, Salva Kirr, in December, 2008. I’m guessing that she was so hard-pressed, financially, that she couldn’t afford a battery for her zapper or else she’d given it away or lent it to someone who was very sick. Mrs Odondi is on her way there from Kenya and arrangements will be made to look after their children.
I’m asking everyone to boost Christine’s departed spirit. I’m praying for her but due to the resounding but surely temporary success of the parasitic, corporate order’s centuries-old luciferic agenda most people who are reading this, outside of Africa and other relatively (spiritually) unpolluted regions, don’t really believe that there’s a Mercifiul Creator any more and I think it’s a minor miracle that we all recently figured out that sending pure, loving energy from one’s heart has essentially the same effect as real prayer. I feel confident, at least, that Christine is already soaring in the next, finer realm, though I’m pretty sure she’s concerned about her children’s welfare. She was a truly great woman and a peerless pioneer in this planetary healing effort, constantly sacrificing her own safety and resources to restore the decimated climate and economy of her new country and well beyond it.
As you probably know, she was one of the delegates at the negotiations in Khartoum that led to South Sudan’s secession in 2011. Several displacements, due to CIA/MI6-sponsored terrorism in Sudan over the years, never prevented her from distributing orgonite over vast areas and she was particularly focused on restoring the fishing industry along the Nile in recent months.
Christine achieved many historic successes as a protagonist in the global orgonite effort. One was to restore the fish population in Lake Chad, from where orgonite has spread into Nigeria. Another was her connection to the very ancient and rather secluded Nuba tribe, who subsequently sent several teams to her to learn to make and use orgonite. They gave her $1300 (a fortune, there) as an expression of their appreciation. This rather excited me because I’d been reading about the Nubians, who created the magnificent pyramids at the confluence of the White and Blue Nile and several of whom had later been pharaohs in Egypt. Christine initially earned the tribe’s confidence by healing a dying Nubian woman with a zapper.
I trust that the kikundi will resolve to make sure that Christine’s children will not be neglected. I believe that their sale of Bilo (‘protection’) orgonite will enable this. When I was in Africa I found that the market for protection from sorcery is thriving and I think they’ve started to tap into this wellspring with their exemplary product, made possible with the insightful help of the renowned Maji Marefu in Tanzania.
Mrs Odondi, herself a widow, had adopted the late David and Emmah’s two children in December, 2008, when those two young, heroic people were also murdered with poison by the sewer rat agencies.
David, Mrs O, Christine and Salva (did I miss anyone?) had traveled to Mombasa in 2005 and began restoring the decimated fish population during that visit. While they were out beyond the reef in a hired boat they received a resounding ovation from a huge pod of dolphins, who had abandoned that region until that day. The local fishermen were quite astonished and immediately expressed interest in the kikundi’s work. David Slinger from New Zealand had sold his business in Mombasa, ‘Dolphin Dhow,’ and returned to NZ a couple of years earlier because the dolphins were no longer showing up. He had made the first orgonite cloudbuster in Africa in 2001 but at the time we hadn’t developed the idea of distributing simple orgonite, yet.
If, God willing, I’ll be able to return to East Africa and learn Kiswahili before long (I’d better hurry up; I’m 69) I intend to travel throughout those countries, write a proper history of the kikundi’s efforts and document it all with photos and perhaps movies. Before the advent of the corporate order’s psychological achievement, the Germans used to say, ‘God’s time is the best time,’ and I’m certainly content with God’s will and timing.