If you watch alex jones too long, you will start to die inside. We're all dying inside. We don't understand that there is nothing to understand. We do not exist. The Piper's calling you to join him. Dear lady can you hear the wind blow, and did you know. Your stairway lies on the whispering wind. Follow the Pied Piper (reptilian entity) to your damnation. We all know who the reptilians are. They control the media, the lobby, the judicial system. The reptilians exist in the next density, occupying the bodies of their "chosen ones". They thrive off of hurt and pain, they bathe in pools of gold, sterling, and silver. They run the racket. They aren't a Model T. They are the bloodsucking ism. The lecherous mob of traveling swindlers, waiting with baited breath to infiltrate the next unsuspecting society they come across. They are the Pied Pipers casting spells with wands made of Holly.
Review of Don Peyote
