Tijdens boerenprotesten gaat de VAX GENOCIDE verder. De hele politiek is gezien, de Corona Revolutie gaat haar eigen kinderen eten!!!

Tijdens de huidige boerenprotesten gaat de VAX GENOCIDE , sic. Corona Revolutie, verder. Laat je niet teveel afleiden. De politici zijn gezien en zullen een hoge prijs gaan betalen voor het meewerken aan deze GENOCIDE.

Roodbaard “De Verschrikkelijke”.

Eerst probeerden ze zich te verschuilen achter de wetenschap. De wetenschap is gezien met lieden als Anthony Fauci en Jaap (Roodbaard volgens Joost Knevel) van Dissel die uitblinken in corruptie en pure slechtheid.

Toen probeerden ze zich te verschuilen achter de oorlog in de Oekraïne. Rusland met Poetin won.

Nu proberen ze zich te verschuilen achter de boerenprotesten. Politiek, media en wetenschap trekken weer gemeenschappelijk op, ondertussen uw kinderen onvruchtbaar makend via zogenaamde vaccinazis (sic. zogenaamde artsen en doktoren) met zogenaamde vaccinaties..

Kronos eet zijn eigen kinderen want hij wilde alleen heersen over de hele Wereld, platdatdanweerwel..
Kronos was de eerste kinderen etende Globalist/Communist/Internationalist.

De Corona Revolutie zal ook haar eigen kinderen gaan eten. De vis begint te rotten aan de kop.

A long time ago came a man on a track
Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back
And he put down his load where he thought it was the best
He made a home in the wilderness
He built a cabin and a winter store
And he plowed up the ground by the cold lake shore
And the other travelers came walking down the track
And they never went further, and they never went back III
Then came the churches, then came the schools
Then came the lawyers, and then came the rules
Then came the trains and the trucks with their loads
And the dirty old track was the telegraph road
Then came the mines, then came the ore
Then there was the hard times, then there was a war
Telegraph sang a song about the world outside
Telegraph road got so deep and so wide
Like a rolling river
And my radio says tonight it’s gonna freeze
People driving home from the factories
There’s six lanes of traffic
Three lanes moving slow
I used to like to go to work, but they shut it down
I’ve got a right to go to work, but there’s no work here to be found
Yes, and they say we’re gonna have to pay what’s owed
We’re gonna have to reap from some seed that’s been sowed
And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles
They can always fly away from this rain and this cold
You can hear them singing out their telegraph code
All the way down the telegraph road
You know, I’d sooner forget, but I remember those nights
When life was just a bet on a race between the lights
You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair
Now you act a little colder, like you don’t seem to care
But believe in me, baby, and I’ll take you away
From out of this darkness and into the day
From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain
From the anger that lives on the streets with these names
‘Cause I’ve run every red light on memory lane
I’ve seen desperation explode into flames
And I don’t want to see it again
From all of these signs saying, “sorry, but we’re closed”
All the way
Down the telegraph road

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