Snipe The Wives

So, I was in steam meditation again, when the Tribe showed me a vision on the wall of "Journey's End". The film poster I mentioned in the Cybermoney video. (You can watch that video HERE if you haven't seen it.). In that video, I gave a hypothetical: That to end wars, you just need to train 1,000 snipers, have them infiltrate the invading country, (in this case "Aparthidom" and "Rooyska"), and have them specifically target the leaders responsible for the invasion. Not just them, but their wives, kids (specifically adult kids and teenagers who know what their parent's do), friends, and anyone financially supporting them. Such as Military Industrial Complex CEOs and their families, oil company CEOs, Bank leaders, basically anyone at the executive level of companies that benefit and support wars and invasions of innocent lands leading to the deaths of hundreds of thousands to millions of innocent people.

This, of course, is hypothetical. And I am not suggesting that anyone inside of the so-called "real world" actually do this. However, as a hypothetical, this is a great way to end and prevent occupations. As wars are almost entirely motivitated by greedy elites looking for more wealth and power; if they and their families are the first to die, then those wars won't be started in the first place.

My tribe agrees with me. Not only did they show me the vision on the wall, but when I returned back to my computer, this read was up. A read I actually did before going to dinner, and didn't quite get it. And that's because it was for now.

As you can see, it's the Six of Swords, Eight of Wands, Nine of Pentacles. This would be the point I was referring to in the Cybermoney video, of tracking their wives and kids, along their entire life routes. (School, work, events, restaurants, etc... and just loading snipers everywhere. Snipe the wives and kids of politicians, until their husbands get out of your countries and take their bombs with them.). The days of war being defined by poor men forced to go overseas to gun down farmers and fishermen, needs to come to an end.

"War" must now be defined by snipers encircling the men and women who are calling for them, and have the power to start and finance them. "War" should be defined by the immediate deaths of those who benefit from them. Not the high school kid who saw too many military movies and thinks he's defending his country, only to be posted at a poppy field that is responsible for the opiate crisis in his country. When a politican calls for a war, anywhere in the world, they should know that they are calling down a 1,000 deep sniper army on themselves, their families and everyone they know and love. That's how the war begins and likely ends.

With this, you can stop millions of civilian casualites. And only kill the greedy fucks who deserve to die. Barring their deaths, they will have to live their lives underground for the rest of their lives. So much for enjoying that new chateau in the Alps, huh?

I shouldn't have to spell out the next two cards. It's obviously bullets heading for wives. The 8 of wands being the bullets, and the 9 of pentacles being the wives. It's basically a driver escorting a wife and kid, and as soon as the wife steps out of the car, she's shot by 8 snipers in the head and chest.

Now, why the wives? And why am I bringing this up again? This is not about sniping the wives of the politicians and CEOs of "Aparthidom" and "Rooyska" to end their aparthied over "Palen-Shine" and invasion of "Youkeraine".

My guides gave me a thought. Which is why the pictures I created are of snipers in a place we will call: "Braziline". Again, completely hypothetical location, and has nothing to do with the Favelas in Brazil. Again, this is a work of fiction. Not to be taken seriously.

But in Braziline, there are lots of cartels and gangs. These gangs like to force kids in Braziline to join their ranks or die. They like to kidnap little girls and force them into sex slavery until they are raped to death. They like to kill community organizers who make too much noise, and rehab owners who get their addicts off of drugs. They could sell weed and herbs to get people high without dying, but they prefer to sell heroin, meth and coke. Killing scores of people. They extort mom and pop shops and the corrupt cops are right there with them. They kinda suck in Braziline.

The people are terrified in Braziline. They want to do something, but know the cops are no help. They are just as brutal as the gangs, and sometimes share allegiances with them. The gangs will kill anyone who tries to oppose them. There's no recourse. Right?

But, let's just hypothetically say there was a recourse?

Such as only 40-50 men and women with courage. Perhaps people who had their daughter's kidnapped and know they will never see them again? People's whose kids were lost to an OD? Or, were dragged into the cartel life against their will and ended up shot dead? Or, worse, became one of the people we're currently talking about. I'm sure, that with so much oppression, murder of innocents and children's lives lost, you can find 40-50 men and women who want to do something about it.

The gang leaders in Braziline, they feel untouchable. They rule with iron fists. The cops are in their pockets. They have an army of security. It's why they feel comfortable celebrating with the wealth they gained by destroying the families in Braziline. But, what if they aren't untouchable? What if they stepped outside of the club, and they never even heard the shot that took their lives from a 1,000 feet away? What if, he, and every gang member guarding him, all lost their lives that night? Right in front of that club? Right on that golf course? Right in his fancy living room? Got too close to the windows. That's how it goes. In the town of "Braziline".

But, you know, gangsters need love, too...

I designed this photo, don't worry, these aren't real people. But, I want you to consider for a moment: Look at this bitch.

She's right there, wearing that beautiful dress bought with the money from your daughter's rape and murder. She's enjoying that frosty beverage, purchased with the lives of your sons. She's having a good ole' time with the money that was extorted from your parent's corner store. The earrings were paid for with the money of your addict brother's addiction. You know, before he OD'ed and everything. Question: Do you think she, who fully knows what her husband does, deserves to die?

I mean, as Jay-Z once said: "It's the power of the P-U-S-S-Y". That's mainly why gang leaders want to be fly. So, they can get the bitches. It's literally the last step on the Scarface scale of rewards. "First you get the money, then you get the power, then you get the women.". It's all about sex. So, do you think gangleaders in Braziline would be happy if, say within the span of a week, they lost their wives and mistresses? ALL of them?

I sure bet his son is enjoying this game courtside. Meanwhile, there are thousands of parents who will never see their sons again. That's a nice leather jacket his son has on. Looks like real leather. Not cheap. Like how they treated your daughter. Tell me, knowing this teenager looks up to his father and wants to be just like him: Are you prepared to let him be the one who has your remaining child's daughter raped? (I'm posing this as a hypothetical question to citizens in "Braziline", of course.).

You know, if I were talking to the citizens of Braziline who were sick of being oppressed by the gangs, I would advise them to go into the woods. I would advise them to learn how to use sniper rifles if they can get their hands on them. I would advise them to get really good at shooting things from far away. I mean, you never know when the apocalypse might hit and you need to be able to shoot deer from a thousand feet.

If I were advising them, I would tell them to snipe this motherfucker wherever he popped his head out. 40-50 people just trailing them. Researching where they will be, remaining as anonymous as possible, and when the time is right? Kill him. But, you know what will break him? When you shoot his wife coming out of the salon. And he never sees it coming. Might even think it's a rival gang. Until he founds out that her entire security team was sniped.

"Oh, now he's angry and wants revenge." But, that's not going to be likely. Because at the same time you coordinated the hit on his wife, you also organized the assassination of his top lieutenants. Same day. You planned, you tracked them as they run through your city and extort, rob, murder, and corrupt your kids. And on a bright sunny day, no wind, all the top dogs suddenly got hit by several snipers a piece. 50 snipers, 20 targets, done in a day. The entire command structure of the gang in question is now dead. You have effectively cut the head off of the snake.

Now, don't start gloating yet. Because that's just the start. Because others will seek to fill the power void. Let them. And then when they show up to murder and extort? Snipe them, too. Snipe their wives. Snipe their adult kids. And never let anyone know you're doing it. Just keep doing it, until every gang member gets the point. "If I show up in this neighborhood in Braziline on some bullshit? My lights will go out. And anyone who comes after me to find my corpse? Will never find it, because they'll never find his, either.".

This is just fantasy advice that I would hypothetically give to a nation that doesn't exist. It's not real. But, considering that there are already militia's in Mexico who are tired of the corruption, is it a far stretch to say they should maybe adopt a long-distance approach to dealing with the leadership of gangs? I don't know, maybe I'm just too ruthless. Maybe you don't have the heart to snipe a 17 year old who will be the one that has your daughter murdered in 2 years. (They won't be around in 3). But, I'm not talking to you, anyway. I'm talking to the people of "Braziline".

But, even though I'm not talking to any real people who might be in real countries like Mexico or Brazil, I'd still like to share something with you. This is an oracle card read my guides just had me do. It's a 4 card one.

Now, I'd like to ask you, as you look as this reading starting with the "Wife", and a guy wooing a woman he loves, being aimed at by a guy with a gun, that is then followed by "Midnight Special" and an asteroid shower (hint, hint), that looks like the 8 of wands, again: "Do you think this is a coincidence?". Do you think these two reads, this and the tarot above, are a coincidence?

Snipe the fucking wives. (People of "Braziline", who do not exist, as this is purely hypothetical).

You might be thinking: "Hey, I don't think you're talking about a fictional country. Aren't you scared?".

Nope.

I more than welcome anyone who is offended to come and do something about me. I don't need sniper rifles. The same beings that have been burying those who want me dead? Are the same ones who gave me those card reads and told me to write this blog before my debut of all of this. They literally put it on my shower wall in meditation. My snipers hit my enemies from 1,000 MILES away. Cancer, heart attacks, car wrecks, bitch. I want you to test it. I do. I want you to send your best. So, they die. And then you watch your son die in a car crash, your wife commit suicide from the grief, and then a rival shoots you in the face, because you were caught slipping.

Have you ever seen Sicario with Benecio Del Toro? Fucking amazing ending. Kids were a bit young for my taste. But, hey, you fuckers kill kids that age all the time, right?

You are going to realize that I am Satan. I am a demon. I am inside of a vessel. Now, that's all completely scientific and technological. We're aliens, Satan is just another handle, and I'm an avatar. But, for you? I would prefer you think of me in the religious terms you pretend to follow, as you do the shit you do, and then go to church on Sundays. (Snipe his pastor, too. He takes his tithes.) I am going to have you killed, and the blood sucking leeches you spawned, too. Now, whether that's through a curse from the Judgment Squad, an assassin sniper team I inspired, or you just die in the coming apocalypse, you are going to die. For every child kidnapped and raped, you are going to die. For every kid you had shot because he didn't want to join the gang? You are going to die. But, more importantly, so is your family.

I want to emphasize that. Because I want every would-be gang member to see what happens in the time you have left in this simulation. And I want you to consider: "Do I want to be cursed with a horrible death by the Judgment Squad?", "Do I want to be sniped to death by grieving fathers who trained in the woods?", "Do I want to get the phone call that my girlfriend just got her brains blown out?", Or, "Do I just want to sell shoe designs and live peacefully?".

You want to be fucking cool? Corpses are cool as shit, bro. You ain't gonna get any "cooler" than that.

Choose wisely, motherfuckers.

And I'm not talking to people in just "South Americana". Whole lot of gangs, in a whole lot places, that do a whole lot of fucked up shit to people. Whole lotta grieving fathers out there with military experience. Pretty sure there's some snipers in the mix. They killed your son because their girlfriend liked him. They raped your daughter and then silenced her so she wouldn't snitch. It's too late to save your kids. But, maybe you might save someone else's?

This is, of course, hypothetical, fantasy talk, from a KARAZEE person who think's she Satan. Don't take it seriously. Do not form anonymous militias in real life that specialize in sniping gang, triad, mafia and cartel leadership. Do not recruit anyone on the dark web. Do not find weapons on the black market, online. Do not find ammunition for sniper rifles on the black market. Don't find an isolated place in the woods and train. Don't track potential targets and memorize their travel patterns. Don't find out where their wives like to shop, and kids like to play ball. And most importantly, don't shoot anyone. Especially not the people who have already cost you family members and would gladly kill you, too. Don't do it. Leave it to the police. Who are really super effective at stopping criminal activity. Clearly.

Pictured: Honest cop taking money from a gang member so he can't use it to buy more drugs. What a hero!

Anyway, I'm out. Come for me if you're mad. I can add you next to the list of hollywood celebs my guides have been killing all year. Come on. Come. Join Epstein and his friends in the ground. Cunts.

An update. This blog was written on November 24th, 2025. It is now November 25th, 2025.

Please observe the headline below, provided for you by my guides.

Now, you might be wondering why Richard Branson's wife was killed. (I'm wondering what took so long.). But, there's a specific reason why they killed his wife and why they did it directly after telling me to write a blog about targeting the wives of your enemies.

For a general overview of why she died, I would advise you to watch this video from AllSeeingIsisOracle. (I do not know her, she does not know me.) My Tribe told me to watch it, and she was talking about Karma coming to the pieces of shit at the top. She mentioned the Campbell's soup guy, which I had not heard of, so I looked it up and lo and behold.

Now, why Richard Branson?

Back in 2022, my Tribe gave me a shitlist. The people they hate the most. All of them are billionaires. And they guided me to a video about them. As you see. They guided me to this video on 9/14/2022 and then the next day, showed me that while they were outlining the ones they hated the most, they took billions from them that same day. I would be guided to the news of it the next day. (Kind of like now.)

Why did they do this? Why is Richard Branson's wife dead right after I talked about killing the wives of your enemies and that my guides can hit you from a thousand miles away?

"The Tech World is watching you.". This is what my Mother told me when she was exposed trying to kill me. It was one of the wilder things she had told me, that made no sense for her to say. I thought she had lost it. Fast forward a few years, a few break-ins, people spying on me, food tampering, Patreon blatantly robbing me, set ups at Airbnb's that my Tribe exposed and got me out of, online stalking and people literally telling me to my face that they're working against me and using the "Art of War" against me? She was not so nuts.

But, it really put into focus what my guides told me just a couple of months before the events with my Mother. That they despised the tech giants. I didn't know why, but when they stripped them of billions the same day? I wasn't going to question that they did. Just like I don't question now that they killed this man's wife (who is on the shit list) just after they had me write this blog. And then told me to write this addendum as well.

As you can see, Death, the Prophet, and me sitting down writing this.

(I am not a prophet. Prophets don't exist. You are getting downloads from the developers, who already know events coming in the game. This is not spiritual, this is technological.). Now, I know you agents have been spying on me for a long time. So, you know this is the fourth time this has happened right? "Informational Bounties" and Fat Man Scoop. "Tree of Debauchery Debut Lesson and Spencer LoFranco. and now "Snipe the Wives" and Joan Temple-whatever.

Coincidence? Or, do you think my guides are serving you up examples? Niya did this one, by the way. Good job, Niya. Wait, I said "four". That's only three...

This one is for the "Coincidence crowd."

I do not know who this woman is. But, the Tribe had her brains blown out. Kinda like what I said is going to happen to the girlfriend's of wannabe gang members. I had to ask my guides: "Did you kill this one?". (Some they do, most they don't. It's just their agreed upon departure date. You choose that before your arrival, because your higher self has no desire to stay stuck in a simulation forever.) This one? They had her murdered. Why? Her fans say she was gang-related, and it was likely a gang related hit. Which, of course it was, because you don't get ambushed and shot to death, unless you're fucking with people who ambush people and shoot them to death. Without stealing anything. Because they don't want your car. They want you dead. And when the Tribe says you should die? They get their wish. Seems like she might've been hanging on the wrong arm, like ole' girl in the white dress above.

In like fashion, you will also have your girlfriends and wives die. Just like this. How do we know?

The first card is the Chariot. That's obviously going to be Delarosa in her car. The Nine of Cups is going to be her in the driver's seat. Now, being in touch with the guides, I know that, that card, is in reverse. That's what they said. They also said to share with you the definition of the card in reverse.

Do you get it? I don't have to spell it out for you, right? Sounds very much like bullets shattering the glass on you and turning all your dreams into a nightmare, leaving your family devastated and in misery.

Understand, this is for both of those women. And the men whose dicks they were sucking. Although, you know, Joan was probably too old for all of that.

The empire is ending. If you make your billions by oppressing Starseeds, working with governments and cartels, wanting to claw your way up by preying on the innocent? If you want to glamorize that life and be a part of it? This is your future. Hollywood scum will die. No one cares if you're pretty. No one cares if you're talented. No one cares if you're rich. If your husband is a billionaire. No one cares. They will put you to death. Young and old. She was a rising star, they say. Lot of money lost when that star gets snuffed out.

You guys want to keep playing the game?

Now, I know Delarosa's fans will probably be mad if they read this. And let me just say: "I'm sorry for your loss."

I don't mean that about Delarosa. I don't give a shit that she's dead. Didn't know her, and if she was a target of my guides? She deserved it. They don't kill good people.

I mean it about the next idols you're about to lose.

My guides are going to continue the slaughter. It doesn't decrease from here. It increases. Whether you are an established legend, or a little wannabe from L.A., you embrace the life? You embrace death.

But, you shouldn't be so much worried about her, as you should be about yourselves. Because as I told you, these deaths are a precursor. To the end of your entire world. You are about to die along with your entire reality. That is, unless you adjust your behavior, so that you can ascend to the next simulation. Get left behind? And you'll discover Joan and Delarosa were the lucky ones.

I suggest you watch the Tree of Debauchery Debut Lesson.

Your time is just about up.