Tag Archive for: Protective Fences

Every time you look around somebody falls...

The simulation questions every state of mind.

When everything you know and love is built upon a lie...

Whatever I do tonight, whatever I do in life I know that there is one thing I’ll say, I met perfection today.

Come on all you creeps, Take a slice of me, tell me what you need, Coz everything is programmed.

Could it taste any better...

The people who run Twitler are the same creeps who loaded Jewish families onto trains.

Michael Hastings was one of the few journalists to live up to the title Investigative Journalist. A man who I personally admired for his non adaption to the mainstream media's globalist tap dance. A man who went after the mighty…