Anonymous ID: 6786f3 Dec. 7, 2024, 2:44 p.m. No.22125956   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5965

>>22125645

The King has returned to claim his throne. Capitulation Tour Redux. EO 13818 Trump signed, states the US government can seize the assets of anyone foreign or domestic that commits crimes against humanity. EO 13848 the US gov can seize the assets of anyone foreign or domestic that interferes with elections.

 

Guess who didn't show up? The Pope (Vatican).

Anonymous ID: 6786f3 Dec. 7, 2024, 3:06 p.m. No.22126031   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>22126022

“Through a Glass, Darkly”

By George S. Patton|May 30th,

 

Through the travail of the ages,

Midst the pomp and toil of war,

I have fought and strove and perished

Countless times upon this star.

 

In the form of many people

In all panoplies of time

Have I seen the luring vision

Of the Victory Maid, sublime.

 

I have battled for fresh mammoth,

I have warred for pastures new,

I have listened to the whispers

When the race trek instinct grew.

 

I have known the call to battle

In each changeless changing shape

From the high souled voice of conscience

To the beastly lust for rape.

 

I have sinned and I have suffered,

Played the hero and the knave;

Fought for belly, shame, or country,

And for each have found a grave.

 

I cannot name my battles

For the visions are not clear,

Yet, I see the twisted faces

And I feel the rending spear.

 

Perhaps I stabbed our Savior

In His sacred helpless side.

Yet, I’ve called His name in blessing

When in after times I died.

 

In the dimness of the shadows

Where we hairy heathens warred,

I can taste in thought the lifeblood;

We used teeth before the sword.

 

While in later clearer vision

I can sense the coppery sweat,

Feel the pikes grow wet and slippery

When our Phalanx, Cyrus met.

 

Hear the rattle of the harness

Where the Persian darts bounced clear,

See their chariots wheel in panic

From the Hoplite’s leveled spear.

 

See the goal grow monthly longer,

Reaching for the walls of Tyre.

Hear the crash of tons of granite,

Smell the quenchless eastern fire.

 

Still more clearly as a Roman,

Can I see the Legion close,

As our third rank moved in forward

And the short sword found our foes.

 

Once again I feel the anguish

Of that blistering treeless plain

When the Parthian showered death bolts,

And our discipline was in vain.

 

I remember all the suffering

Of those arrows in my neck.

Yet, I stabbed a grinning savage

As I died upon my back.

 

Once again I smell the heat sparks

When my Flemish plate gave way

And the lance ripped through my entrails

As on Crecy’s field I lay.

 

In the windless, blinding stillness

Of the glittering tropic sea

I can see the bubbles rising

Where we set the captives free.

 

Midst the spume of half a tempest

I have heard the bulwarks go

When the crashing, point blank round shot

Sent destruction to our foe.

 

I have fought with gun and cutlass

On the red and slippery deck

With all Hell aflame within me

And a rope around my neck.

 

And still later as a General

Have I galloped with Murat

When we laughed at death and numbers

Trusting in the Emperor’s Star.

 

Till at last our star faded,

And we shouted to our doom

Where the sunken road of Ohein

Closed us in its quivering gloom.

 

So but now with Tanks a’clatter

Have I waddled on the foe

Belching death at twenty paces,

By the star shell’s ghastly glow.

 

So as through a glass, and darkly

The age long strife I see

Where I fought in many guises,

Many names, but always me.

 

And I see not in my blindness

What the objects were I wrought,

But as God rules o’er our bickerings

It was through His will I fought.

 

So forever in the future,

Shall I battle as of yore,

Dying to be born a fighter,

But to die again, once more.

Anonymous ID: 6786f3 Dec. 7, 2024, 3:55 p.m. No.22126269   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>22126181

Secret plan not so secret.

 

Zelenskyy, BlackRock Announce New Investment Initiative to Rebuild Ukraine

 

https://successfulsocieties.princeton.edu/sites/g/files/toruqf5601/files/BlackRock.pdf

By Andrew Moran

Anonymous ID: 6786f3 Dec. 7, 2024, 3:58 p.m. No.22126290   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>22126042

>And I still know where the bodies are buried.

 

But he disses Q.

 

Q !xowAT4Z3VQ ID: 440d98 No.1211294 📁

Apr 27 2018 13:26:42 (EST)

“Done in 30.”

[30]

http://www.foxnews.com/politics/2018/04/27/house-report-backs-claim-that-fbi-agents-did-not-think-flynn-lied-despite-guilty-plea.html📁

Why would Flynn plead guilty to something untrue?

Define testimony.

Define ‘on record’.

Who knows where the bodies are buried?

Flynn is safe.

Expand your thinking.

Q