Anonymous ID: d943c3 June 6, 2020, 12:42 a.m. No.9499002   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>9014 >>9027 >>9052 >>9148 >>9295

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Those past breads are a culmination leading you here. Is this guy correct? Is this guy off his rocker? Do we have a way of disputing him once and for all? Please pay attention and watch this video. I know it's annoying, and long, but I need an answer. Are we really heading for a bifurcation where CABAL- and QANONS+ separate into two different timelines, and they get a black hole sun event, while the good guys and gals, get the Great Awakening?

 

(You) decide.

Anonymous ID: d943c3 June 6, 2020, 1:13 a.m. No.9499148   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>9227 >>9249 >>9692

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Archonic attack, the lifeforce they vamp. The left hand path. Serve with the right, pull with the left. They want us afraid of our talents. They want us naive to the alchemy of our spirit, and the red into gold. Why do you think they call it plasma? Plasma is a gas, in a super charged state, like BLOOD. Plasma in a bag, looks similar to HONEY. Remember being covered in GOLD? CRISPR is what? Endo'plasmic'modification. See at what I'm getting at here? They are PULLING OUT (YOU) from the blood, but in a super charged plasmic form, usually when (You) prime it up for them with emotional vibrations of anguish, sadness, pain, disgust, envy, LUST (my fav) POISON, and GREED. Think 7 dwarves, or SINS. Sine waves. Frequencies that the plasma is buzzing at, think chromatics, like SACRAL/SCALAR WAVES. They are of a lower vibration. The sphenoid is the ocarina of PLASMA, when you SPEAK or SPELL words "What is a spell"", the DNA responds. SIT BACK AND WATCH THIS SHIT, and I warn you, it's a BLAQ PILL. 🍿

Anonymous ID: d943c3 June 6, 2020, 3:11 a.m. No.9499692   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>9700 >>9701

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CODONE

C before D ONE

C Ω DΩNE

OCD E ON

[C HIL LARY IOUS D]

I can't stand you.

I berate you.

I want to know how you steam, when qooqed.

I want to know how you scream when fucked.

I want to know what you look like locked into my eyes.

I want to hear your soul arch in desperate virile cries.

Is it me that you DESPISE?

Or am I the reflection this poem describes?

Why can't we come like explosions in the skies?

Why can't you know what it's like to fly by my side?

Why will you never be as happy as you could be in our lives?

Why were we not meant to cut ties?

Why is your furls, sharper, than a razor slice?

Why did you cut with a blade of ice?

Why won't you ever be nice?

WHY MUST I GRIND YOU INTO SPICE!

Why won't heaven invite back, us…the interdimensional spies.

Maybe my stories aren't filled with lies.

Maybe you're the one with slits for eyes.

Maybe it's my dick that fucks them thrice?

Two in the front, and one IN THE LIGHTS!

 

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD NIGHTSHIFT