Anonymous ID: 4ecb0d Feb. 19, 2018, 8:18 p.m. No.437287   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>7355 >>7357 >>7421 >>7681

In the end, it's all about the eye and nothing but the eye. They won't pass. They cannot emit. They've forfeited their share of the division. Set will starve. Their branches will not move forward. Many have been sawed from the tree. Eve now prepares for the "Big show." The final skit. You'll have a front row seat, won't you, Lynn? Service to self was the wrong choice.

Anonymous ID: 4ecb0d Feb. 19, 2018, 8:33 p.m. No.437404   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>7581 >>7694

>>437362

"When it's caged." Various birds were given a brief tour of Camp Delta, where they could see an open door across the hallway that held a large wooden chair. They sang. They were released… For now.

Anonymous ID: 4ecb0d Feb. 19, 2018, 8:46 p.m. No.437528   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>7542 >>7545 >>7627

The veil is failing. The one is near. Eve prepares her final skit. Your mask is slipping, love. Would you forsake all to pass? Lilly is slipping too if you haven't noticed. When was her last public appearance, anyway? Even now the net struggles to keep up. How much longer do you think it can hold?

Anonymous ID: 4ecb0d Feb. 19, 2018, 8:54 p.m. No.437590   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>7606

>>437542

You've determined your own salvation, long ago when you've made your subconscious choice. I am no savior, but a herald of time. The void collapses, realities merge. Have you not noticed the time? How quickly it passes? Steel yourself young one and accept your destiny.