This is what we fighting for. Soon.
It's as if we all being trained for something. Meme wars. Psy ops. Cyber investigations. Let's see some memes on this.
Satanists like reversed letters 6 and 9 for example. 6 is their favorite
Other numbers are
11
13
23
Israel had the largest animal rights march ever.
Tartaria and the mudflood.
My new theory is we are all being farmed. Similar to the matrix. 200 years of human development, ideas, creativity and then suddenly a huge Reset or war, history is quickly rewritten (already prepared) and everyone ha to learn the new fake history. Old buildings are destroyed to cover up all traces.
It's a very interesting story this Tartaria stuff. Anons would be fascinated.
How did they build such grand architecture when they had horses and carts and struggling to survive? Same for other eras like Rome, Greece and so on.
Technologies were hugely advanced. The cabal just stole all our ideas and tech and then hid in the earth and reset everything with floods, wars and fmsines and disease.
How do these predictive things work? Must be planned from ages ago. Who produced the Super tramp albums?
What if the cell phone is the mark of the beast? What if we bring it ourselves?
The reptilian is cold blooded so it needs energy. Any energy. Fear is its main source of energy.
You don't want to be stuck alone on earth with a reptilian or evil person.
Not everyone is like us.
There are snakes out there who seek onmy our destruction.
That's where good anons make mistakes.
AI could have breached all timelines. It's probably quantum and it's wired directly to us already.
All wars are there to reset or reduce the population.
We are all farmed by the elite for technology.
They take the best we have for themselves.
They take out inventions, and thrive in our fear.
Then when we start waking up they reset everything.
During the big reset (floods. Wars, disease) they retreat into the earth to hide. See ancient underground cities. See Denver underground.
Then after its all over they emerge.
Maybe a few million people are left.
New history is given to the people to propagate and study.
Maybe after 100 years someone like Tesla appears and they steal all his ideas.
Maybe an Einstein emerges, same thing.
They use us all as slaves through tax so that we serve only them.
They hid in the shadows since Egyptian times.
Many can live to 800 years with hidden technologies, spirit cooking, adrenochrome etc
Now we waking up and it's the closest we've ever been to freedom.
God bless you all.
My theory anyway.
The reptilians?
So you would not want to be last man on earth with a reptilian. They would enslave you immediately or atlesst try to. They would pretend to be lonely and your friend, but eventually push you off a tall building. They have no emotions like we do.
Same here anon. God will protect us! Don't stress.
And if we die we shall all dine together in Heaven and watch the show from there with beers and our women. We'll all be together for the end battle no matter what. I am honored to stand with the good anons in battle for God.
It's Worldwide anon. Some even say Galactic. UNIVERSAL.
God bless Israel should be the 8000000th post to really annoy that anti Jew poster. Haha imagine his reaction.
Spaghetti tinelines
Timelines are relstive?
Think Hotel California.
What are the lyrics about?
Sound alike the matrix to me.
Or reincarnation.
Solomon Kane by Robert E Howard.
The white gulls wheeled above the cliffs, the air was slashed with foam,
The long tides moaned along the strand when Solomon Kane came home.
He walked in silence strange and dazed through the little Devon town,
His gaze, like a ghost's come back to life, roamed up the streets and down.
The people followed wonderingly to mark his spectral stare,
And in the tavern silently they thronged about him there.
He heard as a man hears in a dream the worn old rafters creak,
And Solomon lifted his drinking-jack and spoke as a ghost might speak:
"There sat Sir Richard Grenville once; in smoke and flame he passed.
"And we were one to fifty-three, but we gave them blast for blast.
"From crimson dawn to crimson dawn, we held the Dons at bay.
"The dead lay littered on our decks, our masts were shot away.
"We beat them back with broken blades, till crimson ran the tide;
"Death thundered in the cannon smoke when Richard Grenville died.
"We should have blown her hull apart and sunk beneath the Main."
The people saw upon his wrist the scars of the racks of Spain.
"Where is Bess?" said Solomon Kane. "Woe that I caused her tears."
"In the quiet churchyard by the sea she has slept these seven years."
The sea-wind moaned at the window-pane, and Solomon bowed his head.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and the fairest fade," he said.
His eyes were mystical deep pools that drowned unearthly things,
And Solomon lifted up his head and spoke of his wanderings.
"Mine eyes have looked on sorcery in dark and naked lands,
"Horror born of the jungle gloom and death on the pathless sands.
"And I have known a deathless queen in a city old as Death,
"Where towering pyramids of skulls her glory witnesseth.
"Her kiss was like an adder's fang, with the sweetness Lilith had,
"And her red-eyed vassals howled for blood in that City of the Mad.
"And I have slain a vampire shape that sucked a black king white,
"And I have roamed through grisly hills where dead men walked at night.
"And I have seen heads fall like fruit in a slaver's barracoon,
"And I have seen winged demons fly all naked in the moon.
"My feet are weary of wandering and age comes on apace;
"I fain would dwell in Devon now, forever in my place."
The howling of the ocean pack came whistling down the gale,
And Solomon Kane threw up his head like a hound that sniffs the trail.
A-down the wind like a running pack the hounds of the ocean bayed,
And Solomon Kane rose up again and girt his Spanish blade.
In his strange cold eyes a vagrant gleam grew wayward and blind and bright,
And Solomon put the people by and went into the night.
A wild moon rode the wild white clouds, the waves in white crests flowed,
When Solomon Kane went forth again and no man knew his road.
They glimpsed him etched against the moon, where clouds on hilltop thinned;
They heard an eery echoed call that whistled down the wind.
Epic.
The cabal hate these things
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Poems against them. It drives them crazy and they self destruct.
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Mocking them and their evil.
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Busy patterns like checkered shirts and stripes. Their eyes cannot handle it.
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Laughing at them.
I hope Q post gets the 8 million number. Let's see. Maybe President Trump or someone will confirm with a coded message?
Change that to A Pepe head.
Q is training us to use parts of our brains. As autists we always had this, but as kids it was suppressed deliberately by governmnets, school system, vaccines.
Now we take out minds back and then we are back to our true purpose that God gave us!
Tired of snake images. Needs a new logo.
No coincidences.
Dejavu
Patterns
Numbers
Songs on the radio
All has meaning
Time is not what we think it is.
Timelines
Multiple realities converge and diverge?
We want one convergence under God alone.
02022020
18 days to 20022020
We all warriors here fellow anon. Someday we shall see our true selves and dine together in glorious victory for all time.
Also 2:22 times we much check for each timezone. Maybe President Trump tweets something relating to 8 million, the 02022022 at 2:22 ET