Oh this is going to work.
Only in America can a Nigerian work with a German to save a bunch of White Liberals crying about racism!
"Behold I leave your home unto you, desolate!"
Might want to look up the definition of desolate.
Not a lot of room for error there.
What if it's the same person?
We're all here talking about clones, but what if the blood/life of children is somehow being refined into a life-extension formula for the very few at the cost of the very many?
It would explain a lot about how they hold such cunning and well traversed control of the international narrative and can be so bold in their illicit behaviors.
I had a weird premonition a while back that there are 600 year old humans/beings on this planet. I dismissed it at the time, but every day that goes by it seems to be more and more fitting to the world around me.
Humanity would peak if a group of Crenshaw Niggers went to Portland and beat the dog shit out of a bunch of huuuuuwhite liberals holding BLM signs and chanting about the Patriarchy!
>Where are they now?
I really have no idea but in my premonition there was something about rocks/caves which I took to mean the rocks in Jeruselum/Israel. I fluttered around with it a bit then dismissed it as spending too much time on this board.
Rocks
glowing light
rock floors not dirt
openingoverhead to the sky
iron bars
deep
channels/water
that's all I can see.
>Keep going!
I really wouldn't know how to go about it.
I started using drugs at 12yrs old regularly because as a kid I would freak people out by telling them things about themselves I shouldn't have known or blurting out what they were thinking. I spent a lot of time avoiding deep interactions with people because of it and now that sober again, I don't really like it. It makes me overly emotional to feel what others around me feel all the time. It's taxing and I'd rather avoid social contact but I made an agreement to stay sober and here I am trying to get a form of control over my brain function because it's a constant battle of squaring two simultaneous realities on one plane of existence.
So, I wish I could keep going, I'm sure I will, but it's not my Will and I don't dare fuck with the Will of who I made the agreement with.
Ukrainian Angels Child Erotica = 836
Payseur = 836
Words hold value beyond definition.
No word or phrase is an island standing alone in the sea of conversation
Everything has multiple meanings but one value
[P] provides value in the research done which has turned up multiple meanings.
It's all reverse isn't it?
Everything is the exact opposite of what we've been told?
"HE" came to me and took my dis-ease and scared me half to death and I've been trying to square why "HE" would do that?
Then it all made sense once I truly grasped what Free-Will meant.
Love is selfish
Pain is a gift
Truth hurts
Lies are comforting
>How is your sense of smell?
exceptional
I don't know the answer to the other but I have weird associations with electricity. It doesn't seem to harm me like would be expected. I lost feeling in my right arm for a month after being hit by a high volt line but felt absolutely no pain at all. the pop was so loud people came running from the other side of a 20,000 square foot warehouse to see what happened. Absolutely nothing happened to me and it destroyed a set of wire cutters.
>what do you mean?
Deal is the wrong word stemming from learned impulse
There was no deal but more an understanding that I was going to be needed and to stop fucking around and start building my mind. I have been hard at it since while trying to figure out why the one we're told is the ultimate evil since the day we're born would give me a gift without demanding anything in return.
Free will.