SO i sat here
It was if it was a dream....my pants - wet my mind aching...i was not sure if i was awake or asleep again...nodding off is just the way of today. The chemical burn that festered all over the body is what it is like to get the shot and learn that there is nothing left for me to eat or see as my mind is burnt like the ash of the government building, a vision of what is to come. If they keep persisting this way on people's body mind and way of life. But they do not know that they could never crush the human spirit . They may dim the flame, it shall ember away, even if the glow is almost gone, it will not go out.
But it is for the greater good. I cannot help but think when those words are said that you can understand who they think the greater is. Lets just say it is not me sitting decrepit on a box wondering where the next pennies will come from so i can go and take another shot. So that my greatness of a life could be carried on, that my visions are reliant to a system that hold no value for those who see and can see say what the connection of relevance to beyond as in front is.
I am a bit jealous of this guy, he has got his and his own for years to come. Too bad it wares off like the charge of a battery. Always needing a bit of a top off to make the stuff worse, i mean work...I say to my self - ill quit, again, tomorrow. Unless they say i should get another one...then i will. I hear they are spiking it with xanax and benzos, making it more fun to take the plunge. I can quit when i want, but this is for the public good, addiction to the greater good is best. Let me just nods here and rest.
Why wont they just let me eat, they give those that they capture a place to sleep. I was born here and this is how i get treated. Worse then those that said they would kill the infidel, supposedly. I have never had them come on my land with gun in hand destroying the lands, woman and man. I was told they would by the tv box, never saw a scrap of evidence to say they ever did. Sure as death, i saw a lot of death imposed on them, the bombs still drop. I fell my chest as the concave-ing pops and drops and cracks off.....i can not say any more about this except for letting the picture below talk.
I suppose they just expect me to keep the muzzle on for my safety for my benefit as i sit here in the cold, you know it might just keep the frostbit away as i breath the same old breath twice, three times a plenty.
I have no glasses to fog, they were flogged long ago, for the business that sold them went and folded, closed, for eating nothing is better then the cold.
Not sure if the story is getting old or the planed clot shot blood root is doing what it is told and stopping the heart making aids a things inside each and everyone. They say the immune system will be down to less than 80% by mid month next month. I cannot wait to be told how to live free in death for my masters to behold the crooked stick of making this all nice and straight.
Then it is shocking how so many wont want to see, do not want to look, want no opinion at all, they are glad to live fake. To do what they are told, while denying their own eyes, no wonder people despise this type of minds, that have nothing to offer except for their hand pulling the leaver day after day and now that labor is replaced by machines, human begone will not matter one bit , the lever automated no longer need the humans. It is too bad that ....
Or would this would make sense. But it makes sense because there are people walking around thinking that think are 37 hundred genders....when all i see is three. Two for real and one as a result of the chemical coctail toxic waste they spray into the water skies and stick into the children's eyes. From the death bot tube the, Tell - a - Vision, that shell them that they must be sick and they must be on porn, drugs and be the worst since they are sick because they need more drugs. It is a shame they did not Tel-lie-vision of a beautiful place this world could be with 4 milling dying each day you see. So we have champions of belief that the word is ending brought to you by the autistic child. Who seems to be high on the gas supply.
I hope you do not 'steal her future' of the deception she want for you as well.
I'll have to leave it here, they are staring at me again, wanting me to move along. They are right to make me move, my arms and legs are just about frozen.
Butt-end bonus for you too see below.
