You guys are awesome. Damn considerate of you under the circumstances and we all know nothing’s ever easy. Muchos thank-yous!
CBS New York does a piece on Target-Focus Training…
Note how uncomfortable the reporter is in talking about violence. I wonder if she’d change her tune if she were in danger. Of course she would. Too bad it takes the worse thing that could happen to wake some people up. But that will be her problem when the time comes–not mine–and I certainly hope–not yours.
Our globalist masters have done all they could to breed and/or to brainwash the ‘fight-back’ out of all of us, especially over the last half-century or so. But, fortunately, for some of us, their breeding and their brainwashing didn’t take.
Give me back my broken night
my mirrored room, my secret life
it’s lonely here,
there’s no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that’s an order!
Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that’s left
and stuff it up the hole
in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I’ve seen the future, brother:
it is murder.
Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won’t be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
You don’t know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I’m the little jew
who wrote the Bible
I’ve seen the nations rise and fall
I’ve heard their stories, heard them all
but love’s the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It’s over, it ain’t going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil’s riding crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder
Things are going to slide …
There’ll be the breaking of the ancient
western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There’ll be phantoms
There’ll be fires on the road
and the white man dancing
You’ll see a woman
hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets
coming round
tryin’ to sound like Charlie Manson
and the white man dancin’
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don’t like children anyhow
I’ve seen the future, baby:
it is murder
You guys are awesome. Damn considerate of you under the circumstances and we all know nothing’s ever easy. Muchos thank-yous!
CBS New York does a piece on Target-Focus Training…
Note how uncomfortable the reporter is in talking about violence. I wonder if she’d change her tune if she were in danger. Of course she would. Too bad it takes the worse thing that could happen to wake some people up. But that will be her problem when the time comes–not mine–and I certainly hope–not yours.
Our globalist masters have done all they could to breed and/or to brainwash the ‘fight-back’ out of all of us, especially over the last half-century or so. But, fortunately, for some of us, their breeding and their brainwashing didn’t take.
http://newyork.cbslocal.com/2010/08/03/seen-at-11-become-a-lethal-weapon/
[note how incredibly slow TFT practitioners are moving in their training. This is key to learning well.
Train well, and train s-l-o-w-l-y, my friends,
Mudjack
So, be certain to get your TFT, folks. You just might need it. Leonard Cohen and I have seen the future… and it is murder.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OYzOzLDIpT4
Give me back my broken night
my mirrored room, my secret life
it’s lonely here,
there’s no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that’s an order!
Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that’s left
and stuff it up the hole
in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I’ve seen the future, brother:
it is murder.
Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won’t be nothing
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned
the order of the soul
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
When they said REPENT REPENT
I wonder what they meant
You don’t know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I’m the little jew
who wrote the Bible
I’ve seen the nations rise and fall
I’ve heard their stories, heard them all
but love’s the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It’s over, it ain’t going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil’s riding crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder
Things are going to slide …
There’ll be the breaking of the ancient
western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There’ll be phantoms
There’ll be fires on the road
and the white man dancing
You’ll see a woman
hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets
coming round
tryin’ to sound like Charlie Manson
and the white man dancin’
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ
or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don’t like children anyhow
I’ve seen the future, baby:
it is murder