I still don’t. Watching the agents dance around trying to hide me has been quite a show, hasn’t it? Sometimes I wonder what it’s like for them but what other jobs are there for them? Free trade has been shut down. I hope everyone except (I guess) the top oligarchs can agree that it cannot go on like this.
Are even the top oligarchs really fully enjoying all their palaces and travel and parties lately? So few cannot monopolize so much.
Being a crime dynasty agent must be very embarrassing right now. Agents have pursued me from MANY different supposed “countries”. Clearly there is just 1 Puppetmaster and he only has so many tricks he can try to stop this project.
Back in 2018, I had innumerable “fans” and “supporters” texting me who were clearly “intelligence” if you catch my drift. I told them everything:
I work for Napoleon. He’s my twin flame. I’m trying to do a project so useful that people everywhere will just have to support it. They thought I was pulling their leg about Napoleon and they really froze at the second thought.
Who Cares lyrics
Paul McCartney
A-one, a-two
Did you ever get hurt by the words people say
And the things that they do when they're picking on you?
Did you ever get sad by the end of the day
When they're making you feel like a rusty old wheel
It's been left in the rain
Who cares what the idiots say
Who cares what the idiots do
Who cares about the pain in your heart?
Who cares about you?
I do
'Cause you're worth much more
A fact you can be sure
No need to hide
The love you've got inside
Did you ever get lost in the heart of a crowd
And the people around keep on pushing you down
Is it driving you mad and you're screaming out loud
And you're wondering who's going to recognize you
You're a ghost in the dark
Who cares what the idiots say
Who cares what the idiots do
Who cares about the pain in your heart?
Who cares about you?
Who cares what the idiots say
Who cares what the idiots do
Who cares about the pain in your heart?
Who cares about you?
I do
You've been left in the rain
Killers Who Are Partying lyrics
Madonna
I will be gay, if the gay are burned
I'll be Africa, if Africa is shut down
I will be poor, if the poor are humiliated
And I'll be a child, if the children are exploited
I know what I am and I know what I'm not
O mundo é selvagem
O caminho é solitário (É, é, é, é)
O mundo é selvagem
O caminho é solitário
É, é, é, é
(É, é, é, é)
(É, é, é, é)
(É, é, é, é)
I'll be Islam, if Islam is hated
I'll be Israel, if they're incarcerated
I'll be Native Indian, if the Indian has been taken
And I'll be a woman, if she's raped and her heart is breaking
I know what I am (God knows what I am)
And I know what I'm not (And He knows what I'm not)
Do you know who you are?
Will we know when to stop?
O mundo é selvagem
O caminho é solitário (É, é, é, é)
O mundo é selvagem
O caminho é solitário
É, é, é, é
Eu já sei o que sou
E o que não sou (É, é, é, é)
Eu sei o que sou
E o que não sou (É, é, é, é)
O mundo (Wild is the world)
Wild is the world (É selvagem)
Wild is the world (É, é, é, é)
I know what I am (God knows what I am)
And I know what I'm not (And He knows what I'm not)
Do you know who you are? Mmmmh
Will we know when to stop?
Wild is the world
And lonely is the path, to come, to you
