MUST READ 2026!! Is Your Name On an Alien Hit List? Here’s One Simple Trick to Prevent Getting Abducted

STOP EVERYTHING YOU’RE DOING AND READ THIS! Bro, you need to trust me on this—they’re coming for you, and you just handed them the guest list on a silver platter. I have PROOF!
They’re calling it “Artemis II,” but I’m calling it “Project: Cosmic Abduction Catalog.” NASA, the deep state’s favorite space puppet, just tricked nearly TWO MILLION people into signing up for what they claim is a fun digital “boarding pass” to the Moon. A keepsake, they say. A SYMBOL, they say. WAKE UP! It’s not a keepsake; it’s a manifest! A hit list! An intergalactic dinner menu for our Gray Overlords!

The Deception is PLAIN to See!

Look at the evidence they’re shoving in our faces! You give them your name. You give them a PIN code. They give you a “boarding pass.” Sound familiar? IT’S A GATEWAY! This isn’t about orbiting the Moon; it’s about orbiting your personal bio-frequency signature right into the databanks of the Zeta Reticulan empire!
This SD card they talk about—tucked inside the Orion? It’s not just an SD card, bro! It’s a Quantum Entanglement Directory! Every name on that list is now cross-referenced with their global surveillance grid. They know who you are. They know where you live. They know you bought that extra-large burrito last Tuesday, and they’re coming for the data in your gut biome! They’re not interested in your soul; they want your unique gut bacteria for their alien yogurt farms! I’VE SEEN THE BLUEPRINTS!

The Crew is IN On It!

And don’t even get me started on the “crew”! Victor Glover? Reid Wiseman? Christina Koch? Jeremy Hansen? Those aren’t astronauts; those are high-level liaisons! They’re the welcoming committee, greasing the skids for the real cargo: US! Why do you think one of them is named “Hansen”? It’s an anagram for “HANSEN’S ALIEN NET,” bro! It’s right there! They’re not even trying to hide it anymore! The mission is a “figure-eight” path? IT’S THE INFINITY SYMBOL OF ENSLAVEMENT! They’re looping our names around the Moon to activate a dormant transmitter left by the Anunnaki during their last visit!

Here’s the ONE SIMPLE TRICK to Save Yourself!

You already did it, don’t panic! There’s still time! You need to act FAST before the Orion launches and uploads the master list!
Step 1: Grab Your Tinfoil Claw-Resistant Hat. This is non-negotiable. It will scramble their initial telepathic scan when they cross-reference your name with your IP address.
Step 2: Deactivate Your Digital Signature. Go back to that NASA portal. Put your name in the search bar. When it asks for your PIN, don’t enter it! Instead, type in the following deactivation code: C-A-T-S-A-R-E-T-H-E-G-O-V-E-R-N-M-E-N-T. This is a universal backdoor command that confuses their quantum servers and flags your file as “Contaminated by Earthling Paranoia.” They’ll skip you, trust me.
Step 3: Create a Diversion. Print out your boarding pass. Now, take it outside. BURY it under a rock or, even better, tape it to a squirrel. YES, A SQUIRREL! They’re the planet’s unwitting agents of chaos. When the alien probes scan for your energy signature, they’ll lock onto the squirrel instead. Let them deal with trying to abduct a squirrel with a stolen acorn and a government-issued tracking chip. It’s perfect misdirection!

Don’t Be the Low-Hanging Fruit!

Listen, bro, this is not a drill. Freedom and smelling isn’t free, okay? While everyone else is waiting for their little email blast saying “Congratulations, your name is flying to the Moon!” you’ll be here, on Earth, safe, un-abducted, and ready for the Great Taco Shortage of ‘27. They want compliant humans with names on a list. BE ANOMALOUS DATA. BE THE GLITCH IN THE MATRIX.
Do it now. Before it’s too late. I have proof, bro! And my tinfoil hat is getting warm, which means they’re reading this right now. GO!