...Google's "Plan Nine" in outer space will deploy spy satellite technology to beam mind-altering corporate propaganda....
From the Illuminati:New World Order card game printed circa 1995...
The truth is in the cards...
...Google's "Plan Nine" in outer space will deploy spy satellite technology to beam mind-altering corporate propaganda....
Not to touch the Earth, Not to see the Sun, Nothing left to do but run, run, runPrimitive gyn rites as written in "The Golden Bough: A Study in Magic and Religion" by James Frazer.
Dead president's corpse in the driver's car, The engine runs on glue and tar, Come on along, we're not going very far, To the East to meet the CzarThe assassination of John F. Kennedy (33rd parallel) and the execution of Nicholas II as "Killing of the Divine King" fertility rites.
Sun, sun, sun, Burn, burn, burn, Soon, soon, soon, Moon, moon, moon, I will get you, Soon, soon, soon, I am the Lizard King, I can do anythingThe setting of the Sun as a god-killing fertility rite (verse from "Not to Touch the Earth").
We came down from Carson and Springfield, We came down from Phoenix enthralledPlace names mentioned in the section "Names of the Kingdom".
No fire, no fire, no fire, Let it be kindled in the world where care is nourished on the hates of men and drive Him from this grove, One flame alone must light this fire, One flame alone must light this fire, A pure eternal flame, A pure eternal flame, At last within the lamp of fellowship, Upon the alter of BohemiaHearing this, a mysterious symbol I had seen in a reflection the day before began to have meaning. The symbol in Furthorc is cen (~ken) meaning "torch" which according to proverb should not be dropped, as in Not to Touch the Earth. Through the precession of the equinoxes the scapegoat Capricorn transforms into the archer Sagittarius to fire an arrow through the heart of Scorpius undoing transference of evil. A telling connection is Philip K. Dick's last novel "The Transmigration of Timothy Archer" (1982), T.Archer or Toarcher. Hatchet-man -> Hachiman, Careful with that Ax, Eugene(ics)
We cannot sustain-- oops-- was that my uhh..? Oh, goodness. That's alright. All of you know who I am. But I'm sure there's somebody back there that's really nervous right now. Don't you think? They're sweating bullets back there right now. Where were we? We cannot sustain high-tech, high-wayyge jobs here in America when our young people are lagging far behind competitors around the world.