Don’t forget about Huma.

AWAN.

VJ.

FBI.

America for sale.

Betrayal.

Treason.

No name.

SA.

HUMA & Hussein.

http:// harvardmuslimalumni.org/about

Who paid?

SA [vital].

EX: Alwaleed HUMA BO Citigroup US Control

Twitter.

Las Vegas.

Recent events.

Why would investment be made in a former President pre-political days?

What year(s) did this occur?

What faith does HUMA represent?

What faith does the MB represent?

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RED LINE ON THE ANNIVERSARY OF RED OCTOBER?

NOW WHAT ARE THE ODDS OF THAT?

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Define 'Treason'.

The crime of betraying one's country, especially by attempting to kill the sovereign or overthrow the government.

Define 'Subversion'.

The act of subverting : the state of being subverted; especially : a systematic attempt to overthrow or undermine a government or political system by persons working secretly from within?

Think line of questions re: Sen. Graham Justice K re: 'Enemy Combatants'.

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3 days.

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Are we back in business?

"…Combine all posts and analyze.

The questions provide answers.

Remember, information is everything, the flow of information is no longer controlled by the MSM but by you/others.

Hence, why we are dedicating 'critical' time to distribute crumbs which can be followed in greater detail to paint the entire picture once more information is released.

Why has POTUS dedicated so much time into labeling the MSM as fake news?

Why is this relevant?

We are fully prepared that all social media will be shut down to prevent the spread of this information (i.e. POTUS' Twitter etc. and/or mass censoring).

Sealed Federal orders pre-submitted as prevention and masked as 'in general' (though that does not account for rogue agents/programmers within).

Dates (impending actions) are deliberately provided for authenticity.

Alice & Wonderland."

The video is a song I wrote called The Reckoning. It's for those of us that know what's going on. The poem that is below is just to get the 600 characters I needed to be able to post.

How We Loved

Seems a bit late, and maybe more drama than we're really up for

Why even say, or bring to mind, if we are so done

But, even if it matters to us now only some..

Oh my sweet God… how we did love.

I was made by the faces that knew more than most

The artful thinkers whose lives were my art

All alter egos, like clones of my soul

Oh my dear Father… oh how we loved.

How could death's call take such a toll?

All lives meet death but others love on

How is it, my Lord, that our lives were so torn?

So torn… I now wonder, was our love the art I once thought?

But no, I remember, those faces, those ocean deep minds

The artistic humor I found nowhere else in the world

I remember, Lord, I remember each soul as my own

And I'll not forget Lord… my God no not ever, no, never at all,

Oh my sweet Father… oh how we loved.