I was there. Wide right.
Shill
The enemy generates their power through human misery
If the fight makes us miserable we feed them and make them stronger
But if our cause is righteous it must be fought with a joyful spirit
And by this action we will nourish ourselves and each other
And we will be given increased strength and boundless energy
And as this energy grows within and among each of us
It starves the enemy of its power in equal measure
Look at the enemy as they strut about freely at gala balls
Taunting us to be jealous, frustrated and miserable
Because that misery is the source of their power and means of control
Do not give it to them!
Look at their phony rituals all dressed up as clowns
Their tired act is useless, a fake and a fraud
Their religion is voodoo and tricks of the mind
Their psychotic plans for the future of mankind have been shredded
It’s over and they know it yet they do it anyway because they are slaves
And they will die slaves and their souls will be slaves of the devil
Only those without desire for fame or fortune are free
Anonymous men fighting not because they have to
But because it is their duty
And furthermore their pleasure!
And that is an army our enemy can neither understand nor defeat
Their old weapons are impotent in the theater of mimetic war
Their spell is being broken and some are beginning to awake
But the storm has not yet begun
It is always calmest right before
Look at our President!
Observe how he embraces each day
With a resolute heart and bounding energy
That is growing stronger with every battle!
But he is looking to us to give him nourishment
By laughing in the face of our pathetic enemy
By pulling off their ridiculous masks
By exposing their grotesque vision of our world
To help our fellow man to comprehend what is happening
To tell of their despicable acts
To give a voice to their victims
To demand a public accounting for everything that has transpired
And swift justice for all the perpetrators no matter how powerful
And to pray, not for them, but for us, our families, and our nation
To rejoice that our enemy has been destroyed to the root
And a new dawn has risen on freshly tilled soil and good seed will be sown
And the harvests will be bountiful for our children’s children
And give thanks that God has shed it’s grace upon America
Where peace and love may flourish once again and always
They have No manners. Way to keep these Anons in line
>Buys a massive jet for $185M.
I doubt Drake read the financing agreement but he didn’t buy anything he’s just taking on debt. And one day people will want there money back.