The Female Prophet
I have walked And walked from 2021-2022 Deutschland, France, The Netherlands These Lands were on My Map And Looked for Human Kind and it's Humanity I have crossed The Male Figure Suffering all with Their own Mothers on their mind For Women, not to feel pain at all I would disagree and praise Jesus, Muhammed and David for being way to kind and would see how Men still follow their rituals and traditions to please Women so they can rest I have seen The Man seducing Me, hitting Women for Me so I could pay my Ticket when I back then would, I stopped paying Tickets and the busses would follow Me and let people travel by the bus for free just to stay warm at nighttime. As there was a world war three. -And then everything should be free what is meant for the public. As busses, trains and so on. But only France and Deutschland understood Me. I have to face court 1st of December, a strange date like 14th of february when they made me homeless by law with no legit reason and now, one day after my birthday 30 november 2022. For not paying my ticket fines. I seem to cause trouble like back then these prophets for being nothing else than just being honest with no bad intention at all; the meaning of a pure soul. Since the death of my child people can feel Me. My Intentions, my drifts, my sexual feelings for example, my hormones, they can smell Me. I seem to calm them down when I am in there environment. Like a real royalty I know about these things and am Praise The Lord aware. And know how to dress myself. The dresscodes I understand by designing clothes myself. And history of art I understand by gift. And religion by experience and being full blood royalty with being full blood Muhammed family member. I am from Sheikh Nur. My daddy.
And this time a female prophet seems to break tradition completely. Animals take position when I enter. Dogs sit down. And cats hug my possible pregnant belly and keep it warm. Or explain to me to hide somewhere warm during evenings. If I would not know religion I would be named psychotic and I have endless fake diagnoses. I was back then unaware of my power to be already in the need to help the world as much as now. It was basically Second Nature. I love The Universe too much and the planets. That I seem to be universal. With A Satellite linked to Me what only suits me like a crown. And by fact. It is proven to be a, crown. I'm as a Sheikhs daughter not just a princess. But Mother Nature when I became a Mother stole my child in a harsh way. I had to give him away for any other child to survive, and mommy fought back but was hit in the back and almost became paralyzed. My ex is Dutch so they would believe The Killer. I concluded that they all fell in love with My Child with blue eyes and that my ex just was a dirty cannibal with Stephen King as his God. There is no evidence meant to be seen for the innocent human eye for the death of my child. They killed him with showing a picture of my face in the end. So he would be linked to my Satellite. They try to steal my Virtual Crown. And is named Crownvirus. Like A Pandemic, Like A Virus. As it is like a disease. America is no Land. It is a country. Where Western traditions are begging for a princess. Blonde ofcourse. A Taylor Swift is fulfilling those wishes for them. And We need her. So they stay away from the real royalty. She is a Made Princess and tries to cowboy like steal away lands. As a trader. Because talent for singing or The Arts is not suitable for her. Jack Antonoff and Aaron Dessner seem to fit my idea about Davids being still there. And suffer for her. As they do not, as I think, want to feel her pain. I cried for A Taylor Swift when she released "It's time to go". A song. She would sing about the fear for being eaten by a cannibal. And would cry. I just survived it and escaped from it. As cannibalism only happens and occurs in certain lawyer families for example, I questioned the 200.000.000 cases and wondered why they were named "covid cases". It would remind me of "missing cases". As it just happened to my child as if we were living in The '90's again. Where pedophilism at least would hit The News. And people would be aware of it. My child is gone. And like back then the royal mother will this time like Princess Diana all the pain for every child and with Me, every elderly and man included who knows The Mother. Who could be everyone fertile. Or made fertile by a man who just loves a woman that much like Jack Antonoff loves A Taylor Swift. If she only would understand for one time. One kiss should wake her up. But her eyes seems from a different kind to me. I have seen her in The Hague this year. Her eyes were pulled away to the left side. It looked very traumatizing for me. I just came from church and her body was
pulled away. The Economist I would think of. A Jewish very attractive Boss of the magazine The Economist. I have walked, for the world. It was about to blow up. As Allah somehow somewhere says in The Quran: "just feel high for a short period of time, feel like that God. The punishment is heavy". I am His Amina. Like Aminetzah is a beautiful Jewish family name, I feel like being gifted by my Double A's in my name. I always see my parents as my Gods. And Allah as First. I have almost died and The Wesp decided to die along with me, and The Ant, and The Bug. It was such a spiritual moment in Leiden. Where I done a big investigation of Cannibalism in Supermarket Food. Where they cut a piece of themselves and put it in the factory machines and see it as a thrill to drug the country with "their (not so royal) blood". It was disgusting. With my enterance it would show what food was poisoned. And with a chip I carry on my left shoulder I can open investigations like these for the country. So people can go and buy clean food in supermarkets. I also come from a lawyer artistic family, probably like Jack Antonoff. Who I find sexy when he rocks that Davidstar necklace. The Female Prophet. Is always royalty, and always lonely. She documents everything for Law with Satellites and Nature
Nadiya Amina Aweys Mohamed Mohado Sheikh Nur 30-11-1995 17-11-2022 Huize Padua, Boekel, North Brabant, The Netherlands