Anonymous ID: d7849b June 13, 2020, 5:54 p.m. No.9604590   🗄️.is 🔗kun

Hecate is queen of the crossroads

But this is what they used to look like

The basic shape is that of a Y

And there is a triangular patch

Where you can set up a gibbet and hang someone

And leave the body until it rots

Or dig a grave to bury a suicide

Who is not permitted to be buried in a churchyard.

 

The Y shape and the triangular patch

Give the crossroads their strong feminine power

Like this full breasted example of Hecate's brood

Anonymous ID: d7849b June 13, 2020, 6:07 p.m. No.9604727   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>4845

>>9604626

Dr. Evil owner of Starbucks

Who include poison in every product

Because they are controlled by the Eugenics clan

10-15% reduction in population per epidemic

How lovely

And how loving!

Anonymous ID: d7849b June 13, 2020, 6:09 p.m. No.9604743   🗄️.is 🔗kun

I don't have to tell you things are bad.

Everybody knows things are bad.

It's a depression.

Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job.

The dollar buys a nickel's worth,

banks are going bust,

shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter.

Punks are running wild in the street

and there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do,

and there's no end to it.

We know the air is unfit to breathe

and our food is unfit to eat,

and we sit watching our TV's while some local newscaster

tells us that today we had fifteen homicides

and sixty-three violent crimes,

as if that's the way it's supposed to be.

We know things are bad -

worse than bad.

They're crazy.

It's like everything everywhere is going crazy,

so we don't go out anymore.

We sit in the house,

and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller,

and all we say is,

'Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms.

Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials

and I won't say anything.

Just leave us alone.'

Well, I'm not gonna leave you alone.

I want you to get mad!

I don't want you to protest.

I don't want you to riot -

I don't want you to write to your congressman

because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write.

I don't know what to do about the depression

and the inflation

and the Russians

and the crime in the street.

All I know is that first you've got to get mad.

You've got to say,

'I'm a HUMAN BEING, God damn it! My life has VALUE!'

So I want you to get up now.

I want all of you to get up out of your chairs.

I want you to get up right now and go to the window.

Open it, and stick your head out, and yell,

'I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!'

I want you to get up right now,

sit up,

go to your windows,

open them and stick your head out and yell -

'I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore!'

Things have got to change.

But first, you've gotta get mad!…

You've got to say,

'I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!'

Then we'll figure out what to do

about the depression and the inflation and the oil crisis.

But first get up out of your chairs,

open the window, stick your head out, and yell,

and say it:

"I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!"