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Just a reminder regarding how ludicrous and insane the entire 'covaids' Plandemic has been
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Hospitals full..?!!

Er NOT at all πŸ˜‘
More lies by Globalist governments πŸ˜£πŸ€”
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Police and Firefighters starting to JOIN with the genuine people already.. πŸ‘πŸ˜ŽπŸ™
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Former top (Un) WHO Phd Dr. Astrid Stuckelberger Interviewed..
See exactly what she says the entire establishment infrastructure we all grew up with and depended on - REALLY isπŸ˜‘πŸ™
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Eternity

He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity's sun rise.

- William Blake
Love And Harmony

Love and harmony combine, And round our souls entwine While thy branches mix with mine,
And our roots together join.

Joys upon our branches sit, Chirping loud and singing sweet; Like gentle streams beneath our feet Innocence and virtue meet.

Thou the golden fruit dost bear, I am clad in flowers fair;
Thy sweet boughs perfume the air,
And the turtle buildeth there. There she sits and feeds her young,
Sweet I hear her mournful song; And thy lovely leaves among, There is love, I hear his tongue. There his charming nest doth lay,
There he sleeps the night away; There he sports along the day, And doth among our branches play.

- William Blake
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Facing Tyranny - will you then know it as such




I am not preaching the uninitiated here, 

To you, do Freedoms 

then - mean as much? 

It isn't really so hard to fight, 

Albeit even when consumed 

by fear 

- and desperation for rapid flight 

I'd rather live a life of solitude, 

vesus constant subtle oppression

and gmo manipulation.. 

- of all our food


Enslavement to despotic Few

The Nations are but subject to

- this futile imposition, 

isolate yourselves ad nauseum for nihilism, temporary bored existence

Disappearing statistics, annual Flu

Convenient though.. 

It has all inhabitants dismissing all notion, all actual and  

- reasonable logic, 

bearing hallmarks of covert, subversive, tactical pychological suppression, 

the uncommon courtesy of a Tavistock Institute satanic lesson.. 

Consider this if you will 

- it's really nothing new


Cognitive Dissonance notwithstanding, 

yet witness to - their utter despair

You wouldn't wish that 

to worst enemies, 

Those babbling sycophants simply just don't care. 


And so why on Earth should you.. 


Manipulated masses, psychology of - adept lack of reason, 

Insanity matches this hijacked and novel - Flu Plandemic Season.. 


Thrown away all remaining  Faculty, 

It really couldn't cost you much,

Perhaps just a grasp on reality

Seeing your family being slow killed - in front of you, 


so.. accepting inoculation 

they Die, you Die too



Facing Tyranny - will you then know it as such ?

 



Emerge from your Conditioning






Kurt Hubbard-Beale
April 7th 2021
During covid 19 lockdown 
kurttravellerhb@gmail.com


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