From gold bricks to promise to pay. Psychological warfare with spiritual arsenal. They fire off missiles & it's oppression at every turn. May Day, May Day, it's a turn in of our true value, shot down from the sky and treated as enemies.

God forgive them for they know now what they do? They know what they do, forced pressures of life is what they put all us through. This isn't new, It's Babylonian rules. If they could tax our oxygen, trust they would through collection of big face bills in blue.

The pressures of life created a diamond, now what I leave behind is a legacy. This game is betrayal. Everyone brags about being real but it's a false sense of a two sided man, an incorporated brand,There's no future in this front. Operating a strategy mathematically created; persistently and perfectly knitted to keep the mass dependent on its assistancy.

War brings about resolution for we've seen history repeat itself. Who respect a humble, peaceful negotiation between a colony subjected to its supremacy?None! Blood is accepted, violence is respected & war is honored.

America, land of the free, home of the brave. Babylonia, land of deceit, home of the slave. It's a mirror effect, identifying an identity identical to past history.

A third of thee dumbfounded, 33 degrees of masonry which are the controllers of mastery. Stone on top of stone, carry the U.S on my back as I travel through Rome. It's God & I on my own,I ask for wisdom and wisdom is shown. What I have is common with Solomon is the position I take on this throne. Ancient ancestry of modern day slavery, there are thousands hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root with bravery.

We the People have the power that becomes the power but the power abuses its power becoming tyrannical to its source of power.

Brainwashing for it's devilish schemes and a theme set up for slavery and currency means. If you had ears to hear, you'd know what I mean & what I mean, you'd know if you were here, for the grass is real & greener on the other side.