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From The Boots On The Ground
Sunday, April 3, 2022, 22:22
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From the boots on the ground, a message:
May it find you in your best and well.
We are those You assigned, sent and trusted,
Prison Planet to save from the hell!
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Just like Adam and Eve before Aeons…
Greatest teachers, came down to thrive;
Shocked to find themselves in blackout,
cut from Source of all Love and all Life!
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Not ever Your sweet, holy Mind,
such horrors would even conceive…
Bombard our minds with pulses,
disrupt what we know and believe…
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Waves confuse and dumb-down our senses.
Language twists rob all meanings from mind.
In the dogmas and weakness enshrouded,
slowly falls and degrades all mankind…
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Our air is all sprayed with chemtrails,
for us all to inhale metal dust!
Plans are, even dim mighty Sunshine,
for mankind, all brain die fast, fast!
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There are poisons, the crops are infested!
Furious spraying kills Earth’s Life Force!
Farmers paid to stop nourish Earth beings,
with each day, leads from bad into worse…
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Wiped will be children from Earth’s surface!
The Creators among humans still sane,
better learn from dark brothers their methods,
and turn arms against them, in new game!
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Cosmic Liberty 