I will forever hold a fondness for the brutalism candy raver electric circus era of the 1990's its a dimension I cant get back -that will always be with me, and that carried on without me..it was like 100,000 years ago..its kind of like seeing 30 seconds of a reality and never being able to see it again you kind of have an attachment to it all I have remnants in my graphics collection of that era but that is all that is I can tell it was a whole different reality I just cant put my finger on it for some reason seems so distant
They are bringing about the new world order because of me and jason lomax-the lorax /"larry" mason and crime and sex masonic magic the mason was beaking off about an iranian wife he had how wars are fought over boys I just thought he was a babbling lunatic but I realize him and people like DJT are all connected via the hot boy and older man circuit they are all tied together for all of eternity nvm the fact that the act of incest will stop it all from happening this was all like seeming 24 years ago? if I would have accepted their sex act the dimension would have continued on as normal without me and why am I so special hahaha i am not really I just make porno art lol I kind of think a lot of celebs are faced with all of this to some degree - I did not accept their initiation so they will now take over my whole country so that I can be forced to perform in fight to death games so everyone can laugh at me a lot of people around that time like a guy I met at a bath house were obsessed with talking about iran he was like oh I was jailed in iran etc I did not think much of it cause it was 24 years ago nothing big about iran at that time
It goes much deeper like my own michael alig candy raver scene type scenarios hundreds of lives were eaten over me because of all this a lot of it was the bloodthirst of the freemasons hating the ravers so not like I ate them all I dont have an addiction to human fat and flesh like they do only cheerios lol
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The year was 1940. Paris had fallen. The swastika flew over the Eiffel Tower, and the city that had once been the beacon of light and liberty was now plunged into a terrifying, suffocating shadow. In the heart of the Latin Quarter, the Great Mosque of Paris stood as a site of quiet refuge. Its rector, Si Kaddour Benghabrit, was a diplomat of immense influence, a man who navigated the treacherous waters of Vichy France with the precision of a master tactician. But behind the ornate tiles and the peaceful courtyards, Benghabrit was fighting a covert war. He knew what was happening to the Jewish people of Paris. He saw the roundups. He heard the cries. He refused to remain a bystander. Benghabrit began to deploy a daring, dangerous strategy. He realized that the Nazi occupiers were meticulous about identity and paperwork, but they often lacked the expertise to distinguish between different North African identities. He opened the doors of the mosque. He authorized his staff to issue certificates of Muslim identity to Jewish men, women, and children. On paper, these individuals were no longer targets of the regime; they were members of the Islamic faith under his protection. Whenever the Gestapo arrived at the mosque to conduct inspections, Benghabrit would greet them with diplomatic grace and unwavering composure. He used his status to stall, to distract, and to provide cover for those hiding in the building’s labyrinthine cellars and ventilation tunnels. These refugees lived in the dark, damp silence beneath the prayer halls for months. They survived on scraps of food brought by the mosque staff, waiting for the cover of night to be smuggled out of the city toward the safety of the countryside. It was a high-stakes game of life and death. One misplaced document or one suspicious guard could have led to the immediate execution of everyone involved. Benghabrit carried this burden every single day, never knowing if his next interaction with the occupiers would be his last. When the Liberation of Paris finally came in 1944, the secret of the Great Mosque began to emerge. Hundreds of people had been shielded from the death camps, preserved by a man who saw humanity where the regime saw only targets. Benghabrit was awarded the Grand Cross of the Legion of Honour and the French Resistance Medal with rosette for his bravery. He passed away in 1954, leaving behind a legacy that transcended borders and faiths. In a time of total darkness, he proved that courage is not the absence of fear, but the decision that something else is more important than your own safety. Sources: Yad Vashem Archive / The Great Mosque of Paris Historical Records / AJPN (Anonymes, Justes et Persécutés durant la période Nazie) Photo: Wikimedia Commons #history #holocaust #paris #courage #ww2
u wake up after a long fifteen hour sleep to find ur country is officially annexed the deal signed an hour ago all police politics and systems u are used to like currency investments and other things like most of the economy are null and void - what do u do ? if u live in a country where annexation has been threatened have an emergency plan in place instead of rioting etc have 6-12 months worth of food have backup plans for work and communications and please dont give them an excuse to lock you up so chances are they will kind of harmonize all the old systems to the new etc but just be careful like dont hoard a specific currency like canada dollars use a secondary one like silver gold or the universal language of protein or other easily transferrable tradable items that people will need dont worry too much about them singling you out chances are 95% of your neighbors are on the same list lmao
a lot of canada and USA have been corporately amalgamating for quite some time over 10 years behind our backs
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