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Ruth Bader Ginsburg Double?
Sandy Shaw, 1/10/19
The way this dream starts, I’m in a surgical room. I cannot be
seen. There was this petite person being operated on. I heard
the surgeon say, “We are going to do the biopsy on the right
first. Then when they finish on the right,” He said, “Let me see
the x-ray of the growth on the left. That's a little bit
bigger-- lets just take it out.”
I couldn’t see what they were cutting. But when they opened it
up to take it out, that’s when they hurried up to close it, they
couldn’t get it all. They knew that she wasn’t going to make it
for long. And they wheeled her out to the recovery room. That’s
when I saw that it was Ruth Bader Ginsburg, the Supreme Court
Time had gone by...her eyes are open. She whispers for her
assistant and says, “You need to get me home and do it
discreetly.” It took them a day to set it all up and now it is
night-time. They have her on a gurney and are moving her in a
new shiny black cargo van to take her to her house. There are
about ten to fifteen people there. They are getting her
comfortable in a hospital bed. Someone asks, “Was she in pain?”
She said, “Just give me half a dose.
Then she said, “Is my double ready?” Some of the people left the
room. She wanted to see the double. A man said, “Ginsburg?” Then
the door opened and I could see her standing on the other side.
She looked exactly like her! The same man walked to her and
closed the door and said, “Now is the time to act and talk like
we trained you. We have payed you a lot of money. Now don’t mess
this up! So now till the day you die, you are Ruth.”
Then she went into the other room with the real Ruth. The real
Ruth told her, “You still have a little time to get ME right.
Don’t undue my lifetime of work or my associates will see to it.
There is no lifetime for you.” The double leaves and the real
Ruth goes to sleep.
The people that are in the room are all dressed in regular
office attire. They are having a conversation, “How long do you
think she will last?” The assistant said, “Well, she has a very
strong constitution. She will not leave until she knows that
everything is in place.”
Time passes...she’s awake again. And she wants to talk to her
assistant and that man, alone. She whispered in a frantic voice,
“You must promise me that Trump will not find out and not be
able to appoint another justice! You must keep
our plan.” And they promise
her and they’re sitting by their bedside, and it got quiet and
she went back to sleep with the night light on.
Even though I knew they couldn’t hear me, I was begging and
pleading with them to get it right with God. “You cannot be this
evil that your orchestrating things beyond the grave.”
Two men came in and whispered something to the first man, and I
don’t know what. The man touched the assistant’s shoulder and
said, “I think she’s gone.” They get a little mirror to put it
under her nose...she’s gone.” They pull the sheet over her head
and wheel her out but I don’t know where. As soon as they did
this they made up her room just as before.
So then for a few days, they had been working with the new Ruth.
She had on a bath robe as if she were recuperating. They had
been practicing with a laptop so that when she talked to the
proper authorities she could pass off as Ruth.
This is when something happens in the world. I don’t know what
it is, but they all started to panic.
(Gitmo?) But they know
they can’t follow through with their LIES. They say, “What are
we going to do? Instead of the new Ruth we’ll have two!” The
assistant said, well, “We’ll just say, ‘She died now.’” Half of
them didn’t like it and said, “No, let’s just keep it going.” So
they were all arguing. And those that agreed with the assistant,
“Set it back up.” So she made the phone call.
Time had passed...and they killed the assistant (Who didnt agree
with them) and they made it look like an accident.
Now I’m standing in front of Trump
(And he doesn't see me).
I praying, “Lord, please, let him hear me like he can hear me,
like a ministering angel. Autopsy, autopsy, do an autopsy.”
Vice President Pence then knocked and then opened the door. “Mr.
President, Justice Ruth is dead.” Trump’s reply, “Make sure they
do an autopsy.” Then I woke up. This was dreamed on 12/27/18,
1/5, 1/8, and 1/9 of 2019.
(Ruth may be dead or about to die. I read a rosy picture how
that she is recovering well from her surgery (the double). From
what we see above the opposite is likely true. Through your
prayers this will fail and will ultimately be known.)