The patterns are obvious to anyone with eyes to see. Theye are working (quite unopposed, I will add) to fulfill the globalist objective of population reduction. Mere submission to authority buys nothing to those who see the world as Theires and who believe that we, the useless eaters, are a pollution and disease-blight upon the face of what I'm sure Theye see as their Eden. Elimination is key to reclamation and is therefore the goal. Theye want YOU dead. And me. And Sally over there, as well as her brother, Hank.
Lessee... manmade virus "accidentally" released from some God forsaken weapons lab in China. And when was the last time any of us saw a virus mutate so many times in the span of a single year? Anyone? Yes, you in the corner... That's right, NEVER.
Over 100 major food production facilities in North America mysteriously burn to the ground in a matter of a few months. "Governments" from places like Netherlands issue fiats for farmers to cull huge percentages of their cattle stocks. But nothing to see here, move along... Control the food and you have the world by the balls.
It's all happening before our eyes, as bald-faced as some street whore in Manilla with her snoot out for the world to see, as we remain inert, gape-mouthed, and stoopid.
At this rate, it is going to arrive in large and blitzkrieg fashion and we will do nothing to stop it, as we stare cow-eyed while the juggernaut of global annihilation bears down upon and consumes us. Theye will be laughing the entire way to the bank, so to speak, half disbelieving that they were actually able to pull it off so easily. The one question that will remain to me is what Theye will do with the small percentages of those who manage to weather the storm. Will they view them as worthy of survival, welcoming them into the fold, on certain conditions, of course? Or will they simply send out hunter-killer units with instructions of non-equivocation and extreme prejudice? My curiosity, now gone overly and wildly morbid, would like me to live long enough to see.
In actuality, I can accept it all, but for one thing: that we, the stoopid people of earth will meet our collective doom with the temerity to ask how it could have happened. That is the one bit in all the long and sad history of human idiocy against which I rebel with violent sentiment sufficient to drive me to wish I could rip the souls from such people and torment them in the manner of Dante for as long as it would take to slake the raw fury of my revulsion for such criminal levels of undissolved and arrogant, avaricious stupidity. I would see that singular corruption punished in ways not even God would be able to stomach, but after which He would fall to the earth, quaking and vomiting in misery that has no number.
It's coming, folks, and when it does, you had better be prepared to at least make a decent acquittal of yourself in how you die, because thus far few of us have done particularly well in how we have lived in the context of Theire trespasses. I say take as many of Themme with you that you may, if it is even at all possible to clip so much as even a one. I'm sure Theye are well prepared for what is coming. We are not. Prepare yourself for the greatest gladiator show of all time, because Theye have done their work well and we will be pitted against each other, and we will stupidly do all the work for them while they break out cigar, fine brandies, and blowjobs for all who are of the body. The rest of us are going to suck it in grand ignominy.
