Anonymous ID: a04e2e May 2, 2019, 2:08 a.m. No.6390682   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>0686 >>0687 >>0715 >>0731 >>0752

Watch the water.

 

So what did this eventually mean? I was staring at water wherever I went until people told me I was losing my mind. So what is this water thing all about?

 

Q, can you please clarify this?

 

Seems most of the latest Q posts are about Mueller, Fox, etcโ€ฆ Pretty boring posts these days.

 

I prefer the old Q posts, like the first 10 or 20.

 

So what does this water thing mean?

 

Is there poison in the water? Or aliens in the ocean? What the hell is it? Its wasting everyone's time to research watching water. Just spit it out already and tell us what it is!

 

Oh yes, and this stupid captcha hardly works. Takes about 3 or 4 attempts.

 

Up your game Q, I'm beginning to fall asleep again.

Anonymous ID: a04e2e May 2, 2019, 2:21 a.m. No.6390699   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun

>>6390697

 

Nestle wanted to own the water.

I think Q was meaning something else about the water. Maybe to do with this:

 

Mother Shipton's prophecy:

 

And now a word, in uncouth rhyme

Of what shall be in future time

 

Then upside down the world shall be

And gold found at the root of tree

All England's sons that plough the land

Shall oft be seen with Book in hand

The poor shall now great wisdom know

Great houses stand in farflung vale

All covered o'er with snow and hail

 

A carriage without horse will go

Disaster fill the world with woe.

In London, Primrose Hill shall be

In centre hold a Bishop's See

 

Around the world men's thoughts will fly

Quick as the twinkling of an eye.

And water shall great wonders do

How strange. And yet it shall come true.

 

Through towering hills proud men shall ride

No horse or ass move by his side.

Beneath the water, men shall walk

Shall ride, shall sleep, shall even talk.

And in the air men shall be seen

In white and black and even green

 

A great man then, shall come and go

For prophecy declares it so.

 

In water, iron, then shall float

As easy as a wooden boat

Gold shall be seen in stream and stone

In land that is yet unknown.

 

And England shall admit a Jew

You think this strange, but it is true

The Jew that once was held in scorn

Shall of a Christian then be born.

 

A house of glass shall come to pass

In England. But Alas, alas

A war will follow with the work

Where dwells the Pagan and the Turk

 

These states will lock in fiercest strife

And seek to take each others life.

When North shall thus divide the south

And Eagle build in Lions mouth

Then tax and blood and cruel war

Shall come to every humble door.

 

Three times shall lovely sunny France

Be led to play a bloody dance

Before the people shall be free

Three tyrant rulers shall she see.

 

Three rulers in succession be

Each springs from different dynasty.

Then when the fiercest strife is done

England and France shall be as one.

 

The British olive shall next then twine

In marriage with a german vine.

Men walk beneath and over streams

Fulfilled shall be their wondrous dreams.

 

For in those wondrous far off days

The women shall adopt a craze

To dress like men, and trousers wear

And to cut off their locks of hair

They'll ride astride with brazen brow

As witches do on broomstick now.

 

And roaring monsters with man atop

Does seem to eat the verdant crop

And men shall fly as birds do now

And give away the horse and plough.

 

There'll be a sign for all to see

Be sure that it will certain be.

Then love shall die and marriage cease

And nations wane as babes decrease

 

And wives shall fondle cats and dogs

And men live much the same as hogs.

 

In nineteen hundred and twenty six

Build houses light of straw and sticks.

For then shall mighty wars be planned

And fire and sword shall sweep the land.

 

When pictures seem alive with movements free

When boats like fishes swim beneath the sea,

When men like birds shall scour the sky

Then half the world, deep drenched in blood shall die.

 

For those who live the century through

In fear and trembling this shall do.

Flee to the mountains and the dens

To bog and forest and wild fens.

 

For storms will rage and oceans roar

When Gabriel stands on sea and shore

And as he blows his wondrous horn

Old worlds die and new be born.

 

A fiery dragon will cross the sky

Six times before this earth shall die

Mankind will tremble and frightened be

for the sixth heralds in this prophecy.

 

For seven days and seven nights

Man will watch this awesome sight.

The tides will rise beyond their ken

To bite away the shores and then

The mountains will begin to roar

And earthquakes split the plain to shore.

Anonymous ID: a04e2e May 2, 2019, 2:36 a.m. No.6390730   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>0739 >>0750 >>0785

It seems we all have missing memories.

 

Can you remember every detail of your life? No

Can you remember the name of every person you ever met? No

Can you remember your exact mindset on a certain date?

 

What if whole sequences or periods of your life, you cannot recall?

 

Monarch Programming was inflicted on us all. Through television, radio, advertising and the food we eat. Predictive programming too.

 

Now what would you say if you saw a photo of yourself from say 10 years ago, but you don't recall having posed for that photo? What if 80 percent of our minds we have no control over?