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  77.     

Who Is The Murder?

some people die and they dont know why
Others are caught up and they cant get out
Theres a murder but do you know who
You balme the wrong people and youwont say why
cause youafraid that it gonna back on you
The amin point is dont do drugs itll put you under the rug
The truth be told the murder is you.
 
Asia Robinson

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  78.     

Dead Poet Two Thousand Fourteen

Dead Poet Two Thousand Fourteen
Dead Poet Two Thousand Fourteen
solyant green the 666 is money the dollar sign the number on the bill the id card the birth date and now the phone number all these are important but not the end of time will come after time has wound down look at the sun it is a yellow sun not red it gets red science will tell you when it ages
when the moon turns to blood the light of the moon is only the reflected light of the sun as it burns in the form of the gaseous ball of fire we see a yellow sun this gives people light health and strength when it starts to turn red it might dwarf or grow into a giant the color is the key to the end when it is red it is almost over the time will be shorter the days length only a third of the day will we see anything people will be suffering more they will be animals again the mind will be gone the hive mind will be gone only monkeys intent on survival and fighters will advance up to the tower of Babel and preach new ways of murder uniform living one size fits all with the mark of the beast on the visible mind and hand me no money will no longer be needed only an access point me to the door way let me inside to those material goods pudding and soap clothing and food out the door way too home is a spot on the walk no more hope chasing the poor with no mark dragging mee upp the stairs steppes to the scaffolding holding upp the killers guillotine blade will take my worthless head off and send my soul to Jesus to be remade. God grant me the strength to be ready to die to refuse the mark of the beast let me become truley free a child of the living Jesus set me free let me be free the price of life is set too high no heart no love no life only the asking price of murder in the long cold night of sky turning red for more then a few hours obscuring the clouds unseen the fire coming mingled with ice the misery of EgYpt the frog spirits of the dead mentioned in the Book Of Revelations eye paid 30 pieces of SIlver to JUdas to be hangged he might be the ABomination of DEsolation mentioned will be coming to the Temple area someone has to be the AntiCHrist when it will happen perhaps the SUn will be dying before that day ever comes not one day but about 3500 of them this has been a fact filled missive but you must understand what do eye mean eye do not quote facts and figures when eye write it is from a dead poet vision Dead Poet Two Thousand Fourteen
 
Charles Hice

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Zz A Man Who Planned Saddam Hussein's Illegal Execution

Eric Levinson was appointed by George Bush to oversee plans for Saddam Hussein's illegal execution. He is now running for North Carolina's Supreme Court in a state which has not in years had executions.

Eric Levinson, appointed by the Bush administration to oversee judicial proceedings in Iraq, was one of the Americans illegally planning the execution of a foreign leader, Saddam Hussein, in an illegitimate war. Levinson has spent a great deal of money in ads. (Michael Scharf of Case Western Reserve was also part of the team which brought a new level of corruption to international law by arguing for execution.) The Nuremberg trials were also illegal executions. Over 3/4 of the world's countries have in practice or law repudiated judicial or governmental murder of prisoners. The US government gave Saddam Hussein mustard gas and untold billions in other weapons to fight Iran, before G H W Bush incited Hussein to action by slantdrilling from Kuwait into Iraq oil reserves. Later Bush told Hussein through April Glaspie of the State Dept. that the US would not intervene if Iraq wanted to regain the territory known as Kuwait, which had been carved out of Iraq's richest oil deposits at the end of the Ottoman Empire with an Anglo Iranian (now BP) oil engineer's drawings establishing the new boundaries.

North Carolina has not been an execution state in many years.

Of the 50 states in the US, only 9 are still committing prosecutorial, judicial and gubernatorial murder. All 9 have Republican governors. Only 1 Northern governor, John Kasich of Ohio, is killing prisoners.

There are 7 judicial races for the high courts in NC. Democrat candidates are Lucy Inman, Mark Davis, Sam Ervin, Cheri Beasley and Robin Hudson.
 
Saiom Shriver

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Your Killer Lips

YOUR KILLER LIPS

Your lips I, love to touch; caress, kiss
But they wears something that, possibly
You are not aware of; you don’t know.

It is shame.

It comes of the murder and boiling of, the insects.
Imagine, what I feel…your waxed lips’ chemical
Come from brutal MURDER OF OUR NATURE…
 
Nassy Fesharaki

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