Thou Shall NOT Bear False Witness
Dernière mise à jour : 27 mai 2022
Yesterday afternoon I attended mass at 7pm but left early, right after taking the Host (and returned to my Portable Workstation at rue Marche Saint Honore, 75001, where I sleep – outside the police station, still homeless… no legal notices received from the courts…)
This morning I changed my Rosary Retreat Schedule to accommodate Sacred Heart Mass Services at 7am; the location is pretty shit at the 18th district of Paris, but the Church itself is very beautiful and it’s the only one that has the early morning service that I can get to from the 1st district. (I’m always on foot because I can’t afford to do anything else and I NEVER CATCH TAXIS, EVER, I HATE THEM).
I then returned back to the Basilica at Notre Dame des Victories in 75001 on foot at around 8:30am to start my Rosary Retreat and a few minutes later, school kids came flooding in with their teachers, which doesn’t bother me at all, I like children, but I had change my location within the church to continue the Prayers of the Holy Rosary at the top end where there was less noise.
At around 9:50am a loud noise came from the back of the church, where the entrance doors are, and a child started crying; it sounded like a child fell on the floor from the bench he might have been standing or sitting on, although I’m not really sure what happened because I had my back turned in a completely different section of the Church Praying the Holy Rosary without interruption – at the opposite end.
At approximately 10:15am Firemen came in to attend to the child? I felt it was a little exchaggerated because it didn’t sound like the boy broke his foot or anything like that, it was just a fall?
Then someone whispered me outside and I followed, she was a complete stranger, who informed me in plain English, that the entire situation was staged to give the opportunity to bare false witness; APPARANTLY they were trying to claim that I am some king of a danger to children, that I am aggressive without medication and somehow hurt that child. What a f**king joke, I thought to myself, then she said that it had something to do with the man who plays the organ for the Catholic Church During Mass Service; who I don’t even know… and apparently he wasn’t the only one.
I don’t need medication, I’m not sick. Before leaving Australia, I got a Mental Health Clearance (Mental Health Claims gives them an excuise to appoint an administrator for my ESTATE that they are trying to steal right under the nose of the judge); and that bullshit about hurting children, well, GOD WILL DEAL WITH THEM ABOUT THAT.
DISCLAIMER – CURRENT AND UP TO DATE:
I HAVE NOT RECEIVED ANY LEGAL NOTICES TO SUGGEST ANY CHANGES TO WHAT I HAVE ALREADY (previously) POSTED HERE ON THIS WEBSITE – NOT FROM THE FRENCH COURTS/TRIBUNAL, NOT FROM THE FRENCH POLICE AND NOT FROM ANY LEGAL REPRESENTATIVES (AND/OR CHURCH REPRESENTATIVES)
It’s important to remember that:
I HAVE NEVER RECEIVED A CENT FROM MY HUSBAND BRADLEY AGIUS FOR SPOUSAL MAINTENANCE AND STILL ENDURING THE STRUGGLRS OF HOMELESSNESS; and therefore, my current situation has remained unchanged since my arrival to Paris on December 2nd, 2017; homeless and still sleeping by the 1st District Police Station (rue Marche Saint Honore, 75001 Paris) with no money and no legal address for employment and/or further educaitonal purposes…
Any changes will be posted on this website FIRST BEFORE SPENDING ANY MONEY, posted the SAME DAY that I receive; THERE ARE NO CHANGES THAT I’M AWARE OF - please see the link (or I would change my clothes).
F. Y. I.
PARIS has been my dream since I was a little girl and It's taken a lot of effort to come this far, the blood sweat and tears that only GOD saw. This is my calling from GOD, for reasons known only to him. I believe I have responsibilities here, to both this country and the people and I can't abandon that for money... or love... GOD BEFORE EVERYMAN!
Time of this post: 10:00am – 11:15am
Location: 13th District of Paris - Council Office (the website is blocked at the University Library - Moulins...)
Author: Anne L Gelicrisio
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