>>21301900 (pb), >>21300998 (pb), >>21301976
So, they are coming down hard on me. I don't know about (You) anon, but I feel like a layer of shit is fermenting under my Armor of God. Where are the feelz we need to keep going? The 'voices' which are really a combination of AI and superficial inputs from less than loved people that have their own personal agendas to adhere to. Whether it's based on sexuality, sensuality, lack of love, poor parenting, socio-economic downfall; these fucking cock-suckers are going full force tonight. So I down my doctor prescribed methadone and my Adderall, which is why some of the o7s around here call me "The Harlem SpeedBall." I find the pseudonym to be affectionate. Why does it seem that I am just complaining? Well, we're supposed to be citizen journalists, right? This is how I report, the news.
"We are the news now…" - Q
This has never been more true. Whether people around my local area of residence have noticed or not, anons have [eyes on] them; despite not revealing their identities… Except for those whom have been designated for the [pull-zee]. bullseye, "optics" I'd like to tell these 'head-fucks' to mind their own business, and fuck off; I chose not to. Why? Every anon has a chance to prove themselves, whether they are public or not. Anyone can chose to be anon, it's how they handle that choice; one that truly matters, to us all. "Where we go one, we go all." That's our motto here on QResearch. Every single one of us, represents the whole. Our interactions with the general public, while retaining our right to be part of that same public is at least, a juxtaposition.
On one hand, we wish to remain unseen, unheard, unnoticed, and most likely under acknowledged. This is by design. On the other, the purpose of Anonymous is to be like a whisper in the wind… the most powerful one of all may I add. This is all the while, everything seems as if it's supposed to. Like nothing happened at all. Almost implying that the ways things presently are, pervade to be as they are meant to naturally. Like a giant ominous green cloud of love & positivity, wafting through the spaces between spaces, keeping [eyes on] it all; like a giant omnipresent Robin Hood, with extra attention towards the welfare of children, the future meant to prove the past!
If it wasn't for sanctuaries like 8kun, and TRUTH, the methods of congregation would be almost impossible to coordinate effectively without our playbook being broadcasted, in an open forum. It's been referred to as a 'peanut gallery' or 'ears across America,' but what it really has become is a feted and open sore of a wound that would make a fully grown adult female vagina, greener than the cloud aforementioned with supreme envy. The amount of unwarranted surveillance that is conducted on this somewhat open battlefield is where the real hashing out of it all truly occurs.
…if…you…could…only…know…what…has…been…expressed…there!
[End of Part 1]