

.I .AM .CHRISTIE. SHEEN.

Thank you to @cloneseverywhere on Instagram for encouraging this idea.

If you think I’m oversharing, crazy or stupid, please feel free to unfollow me. Trying to silence me is over and you are aiding the torture of millions of celebrities and world renowned names you knew and grew up with over the last 50 years since cloning centers were invented by the Queen. Don’t worry, she’ll be dead soon. FOR GOOD. My real name is Christie Sheen. I was the ORIGINAL Charlie Sheen’s wife, not the clones he is now. You do not see the true Charlie when you watch his movies or his interviews. His wives& children are test tube babies & clones of other celebrities. His gfs are silicone bottle blonde dolls that have no beating heart. Have you ever noticed how even his clones have tried to leave hints over the years that him and I were soul snatched? You can’t imagine it unless you live it but you can choose to believe it and pray against it. Prayer is matchless. It opens dimensions and it frees the afflicted. This is a picture I was divinely guided to create with a makeup and an original picture of me. I was kidnapped by pedophiles & sexually tortured for 28 years until I escaped this past spring, with the help of Charlie in a higher dimension in which my memories are returning. You wonder where certain people have gone over the years? They were cloned, memories erased and completely controlled by vril lizards/reptilians that invented the human race. We are not human. And humans can’t generally comprehend anything I’m conveying but I know there are growing populations that will applaud this when they see this and begin to remember where they’ve seen me and when. I once had someone 4 years ago in 2013 tell me she swore she’d seen me in a movie but couldn’t remember where or when or what movie it was. It wasn’t a past life. And the reptilian that raped/molested me for 28 years knew this well, as he was standing right there when she said it. If you remember seeing me many years ago, you did. And if you remember something I don’t, please feel freer to share it with me.

Pray for me, pray for Charlie, pray for Katy and the masses of us that are still trying to find our way home. Your slavery will end when ours does.