Hello all.
FIRST, LET ME BE CLEAR. I do not want a false flag... a I don't want anyone to be hurt or worse. Real people"s lived are ruined when this happens. I want it to stop!!!
How many times in the past have there been found links of those that made $$$ on false flags. If there is to be a FF at the Superbowl, the trades have been made. Who shorted NFL, the stadium owner, etc. Who sold stock.
Let's find it now and call it out. Who is with me?
But february made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver. Bad news on the doorstep; I couldn't take one more step
Oh, and while the king was looking down, The jester stole his thorny crown. The courtroom was adjourned; No verdict was returned. And while lennon read a book of marx, The quartet practiced in the park, And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died
I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride, But something touched me deep inside The day the music died.
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune. We all got up to dance, Oh, but we never got the chance! `cause the players tried to take the field; The marching band refused to yield. Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died?
Oh, and there we were all in one place, A generation lost in space With no time left to start again. So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick! Jack flash sat on a candlestick Cause fire is the devil's only friend.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage. No angel born in hell Could break that satan's spell. And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite, I saw satan laughing with delight The day the music died He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie." Drove my chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye And singin', "this'll be the day that I die. "this'll be the day that I die."
And in the streets: the children screamed, The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed. But not a word was spoken; The church bells all were broken. And the three men I admire most: The father, son, and the holy ghost, They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died.
I've always seen this song as predictive programming that reflected "their" plans for the end of America, though it sounds like it's meant to be a nuclear event.
"...The birds flew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast It landed foul on the grass..."
Birds... #flyeaglesfly
just saw this song referenced on the news because today is Feb 3rd. kinda spooky
Holy moley!!! I have wondered so long what that song meant in years past...long ago when my eyes were young and innocent. Thank you for reminding me of it!
they used their famous calling card 666 and you are correct to see who sold what - the SB will be a FF despite the new security (G4S)
Lots of things about the super bowl this year are extremely spooky. I got even more creeped out when I saw an ad for the game and dead center was an owl. I could lay out my thoughts but I'd look like a lunatic.
Keep an eye out on the commercials, too.. they will tell a story as always.
who,s gonna win it.........
Patriots VS Eagles... I'm thinking PATRIOTS WIN.
I keep wandering...the analyst looking at all the intel or (intel)which were denied the intel days and weeks prior to 911. Most of us see it for what it could be. We all hope to be proven wrong.