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Like Mother Used To Make
There's something that they're putting in the water and we really ought to know just what it is and some who're bound up in red tape won't believe that we're being poisoned by behavioural conditioning I think that this is absolutely true. And because and seems to fit on the processing of foodstuffs we are stuffed full of their bullshot but testosterone reduced to keep us willing though not able. It becomes a tad more evident when we realise that this is what Harry meant when he wrote of Soylent Green Man will eat his fellow man believing that it's processed ham, I think the 'rapture's' possible but certainly not biblical and more likely to be chemical but that is just a thought. Yet still because there had to be. We've been drinking sodium pentathol because they told us it was alcohol and basically we're screwed. (truth is, it's pentothal but that didn't rhyme so I lied.)
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