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The Truth - Please SHARE 🙏

God Bless You🙏

On this Day 51 years ago i was not even born - today 51 years later, i am sitting 🪑 in unit No. 719 because I didn’t have enough money 💰 to buy No. 729 - I sold everything i had BUILD MYSELF in DK and dedicated my life to FIGHT the fight against sex slavery. Or maybe it was actually in 2007 i signed the contract.... when I was here first time in 2005 with Mr. Tariko and Saw and felt what money could buy i was determined that I would return. in Denmark 🇩🇰 my money was used to support lazy people, not only but also. Here there were beautiful girls, party, cheap drinks and cigarettes 🚬 - it was paradise - the life I was missing and didn’t have a chance to try because I got “pregnant” with a lazy girl from Denmark 🇩🇰 Here the girls carried the smile from the land of smiles. I flew back to Denmark 🇩🇰 packed my suitcase 🧳 and returned one ☝️ week later to see the girl who said “Up to You” when I asked her for the price @Hilton. Was the service good or was it God? I soon 🔜 realized that behind the smile there were a totally 💯 % different story. And I valued the service @20K she smiled. But it was not a HONEST smile finally the SLAVE was FREE, or at least so she thought 💭. When THEY could no longer get the cut of what she was selling THEY had to change their business model. Who are they? I keep asking the question but they - the girls - are too AFRAID to answer. I didn’t read nor did I understand a word of Thai, so it was a bit difficult to figure it out. She was living in a very small house 🏡 working 24/7 to support her family. I wanted to HELP. It turned out the service was better on the other side of the fence, so I left leaving the 1.2M house that I built for her family behind. She definitely deserved a better life. I was traveling back and forth between staying at 5* Hotels and living in a Shelter. Something had to change - it was NOT FAIR. I was unaware at the time, that the generous guy I was working for Mr. Tariko or Roustam when you were close to him, was or at least is, on the same mission.

At☝️ point I was unable to see my son, so I stopped the monthly payments - STOPPED. All hell broke loose, I was UNFAIR!!!, now she was no longer able to live like she was USED to live. Well better than before she met me but still. I had to pay for my son I wasn’t allowed to see - NO WAY. I continued to pay for his scholarship though, and when they called CRYING for help for them to continue playing poker ♦️ in the local shop. - SOMETHING better must be to find here in this beautiful land of smiles I thought 💭 The police collected “their” tea money every month, business as usual. This was NOT fair. Hard working girls ROBBED by the Guys who are supposed to PROTECT them. This was long before I knew anything about Illuminati and Deep State. I was Determined to HELP and bring FAIRNESS into the “life” of these girls. Later I would realize that the FIGHT I had agreed to enter was a bit more than I had expected. The next girl in line, from Chiangmai, who I met in Bangkok on soi 1, was a better “servant” to level 3 of Maslow’s pyramid of needs. But it is a bit like H. C. Andersen’s ferry tale “The Princess 👸 and the pea” there was always something wrong. As an aircraft engineer 👷‍♀️ I go for perfection, perfection and nothing but perfection. I was also hunting the truth the whole truth and nothing but the truth, and needed Gods help to find the TRUTH. What better place to start than in a Buddhist Country? Buddha or Buddhism ☸️ represent the TRUTH. At least that was what I was told by the smiling lady.

You can read about the mission on roust.com and both Mr. Tariko and I didn’t know what challenge we would face later on. To be continued...