These lil fuckers are pitching such a fit this June…but it’s how they allow themselves to participate in Pride month. They want that June attendance to count.

“Look at me! LOOK HOW HOT UNDER THE COLLAR THIS GETZ ME!🤬! LOOK how flustered & angry I am!grrr-”

Closeted attention whores wanting everybody bringing them up in June

An angry hard-on yelling at ½naked sweaty,gyrating guys dancing around in foam and glitter doesn’t count. They wanna storm fire island in outrage.

” why aRe they so angry about somebody elses see life??!”

“Because they wouldn’t be able to be Proud of what they actually like sexually in public so it pisses them off.”

Anybody angrily screaming “It’s a choice!!!” …chose.

Amiss for themselves. &are livid.

Even though no one said “Ot! No backsies!”

E.T was Black and the movie was a dissertation on whitewashed America’s reaction to brown people in their picket fence neighborhoods, from the fear to the wanting to dissect him even though he’s a kid…and how he wasn’t safe( to the viewing audience they until the put him in drag. #sommayallknow. 😬

He also almost died, expressed by what? turning white. Maybe Spielberg read enough Hindu origin mythos to know all their space-faring gods were brown? Lol. If you watch the movie with that lens it’ll ef you up. Disclosure Day even has the long spindle brown fingers creeping back up in the trailer.

The fear of “when the ‘gods come back, they’re not gray or Nordic pink, but brown ..or so black they look blue” is always in the air, whether you want to deal with it there or not.

There's a reason you learn about Ben Franklin's ass destroying a bell with lightning (trying to activate old tech they didn't comprehend ) in school INSTEAD OF his ass cribbing notes off of the Haudenosaunee Confederacy, whilst disparaging the peoples whose governing inspired his ass as Niggers, basically. Out of jealousy. You were taught to stop there, go no further on his ass.

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Doesn’t outrage me. Because I know who, what and whose I am. Tickles me, actually. It’s like Georgian white senators floating overturning the 14th amendment ( which set up the foundations of the for-profit prison system IYKYK…) which would take the ” Citizenship” of Blacks… as his compatriots literally burn to the ground the parasitic patriotic country his ancestors literally used the papers of the preceeding copper colored confederation to start the particulars of.

Meanwhile… Georgia has some of the most extensive ruins of the previous civilization here that have survived to the 21st century. All on federal wild land with shoot to kill trespassing threats along it’s perimeter. It’s too big to destroy & the national highway system cover can’t work this time. But maybe the data centers cover can, what with all their weird connections to inexplicably drought taxed areas.

Everything you were told to skim for a gist of the history of even this place was bullshit, nevermind elsewhere in the world.

All the stuff that Japanese scientist did with vibration plates and sand or water? Those very patterns are inscribed in the designs all over it, near the pillars that emit said sound/vibration when struck. These ancient sites that were the center of lost civilizations look like motherboards hewn in stone for a reason.

… But because they can’t take credit for it… you only find out certain truths if you’re meant to become obsessed with it. Every ancient alien addict that makes them Nordic even though not one of these spectacular sites turned up anywhere they “originate ” from is just usurper energy all over again. So you learn… to agree so they’ll keep digging deeper. Publicly. They stop digging publicly, make current gobekli tepe- like cease& desist decrees when any future exploration will show who really did the shit.

They're fn Vimanas. Race-obsessed white people just...can't...bear... certain truths having been ... reality prior to their exploitative whathaveyous because they've convinced themselves they're the pinnacle.

The dawning of the first day of the rest of your life is seeing... they didn't like you. They liked that you were willing to do the dumb , or complicated, casually demoralizing shit they convinced themselves (usually in council with also porn addled folks) they liked because it moved a faulty needle a bit & gave them hope.

That's why you lose your shit when you discover who they actually like, oftentimes recognizing it before they do. & notice I said 'Who' , not 'What' or 'How.'

So it becomes this thing...are you going to keep living that lie, punishing both of yall for the initially damn near unavoidable in this performance-ridden time ignorance? Or are you going to tell them to go live their truth ( because ya do care for them) so your truth can find you?