Anonymous ID: bf3ea5 May 10, 2019, 6:44 a.m. No.6461884   🗄️.is 🔗kun

Its better to be safe than sorry. None of us know if there would have been a shooting at the fundraiser… but if no one said anything & it did happen, it would have been a travesty…

 

So fuk the press. They never liked us any way & they wont give us credit for anything. They r a disgrace in the eyes of many, they have become a hindrance to those looking for transparency, & they never admit to their false reporting,openly, when the truth is revealed. They are useless & irreverent

Anonymous ID: bf3ea5 May 10, 2019, 6:49 a.m. No.6461930   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>1956

>>6461893

 

>>>6461880

>very new

>to prove you are worthy of anon status… your task is to gather all notables into a spreadsheet and organize them by topic/subject.

>do not come back until mission is complete.

>

>>6461880

3rd nomination approved. Congrats, u r the new owner of the spreadsheet. As a mobile fag, i appreaciate it as well!

Anonymous ID: bf3ea5 May 10, 2019, 7:43 a.m. No.6462241   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>2257 >>2269

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.

 

I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps, His day is marching on. I have read His fiery gospel writ in rows of burnished steel!

"As ye deal with my contemners, so with you My grace shall deal! Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel," Since God is marching on. He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;

 

Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him; be jubilant, my feet! Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me;

 

As He died to make men holy,

let us die to make men free!

While God is marching on.