Worker bees.
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Why cant we go to Antartica. If the leaders of the world are really warring with one another and not us explain the Antartic treaty. All wars are against the common man, its all propaganda to keep us fighting amongst ourselves and stop us seeing the prison we were born into. We are more than we have been led to believe. We are not insignificant specks on a magical spinning ball surrounded by bendy water in a space vacuum where a wizard used gravity to keep billions of satelloons floating around. Astronauts are actors in a swimming pool. Nasa gets 60 million dollars a day for their con job. Its a hoax. Gravity is just a nonsense rename of density and buoyancy, you can see the wires on the astronauts backs, the womens hair is not flowy like it should be, it is permed, Nasa has been caught lying so many times with bubbles and bugs on their footage, its all so ridiculous once you look. There are no real photos of earth. The moon landers made of tinfoil and apparently nasa lost that technology. The latest from india was just as ridiculous. How did they use an old wired phone to call the moon in the 50s? All nasas "calculations" end up equaling 666. The satanists favourite number. Symbolising men and women cut off from their souls. Pay attention. Nikkon p1000 cameras zoom capabilities, weather balloon footage, no fish eye lens, flat as far as the eye can see, Green screen technology, Kuberick even admitted he filmed the moon landing. Its all fake. Its ALL lies. more »
Written on October 25, 2023
Submitted by Chrissy. on October 24, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 240 |
Words | 51 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 3, 2 |
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