I was pushed and pushed into Q which was vilifying him. I was programmed by her forced entry into his life to hate him. She was working for that crime family to turn me into a weapon against him while he has to pretend that he loves her to the public. The family that supports her can throw him into jail or kill him without retribution like they did to Prince, Justice Scalia and so many more. She has been working to do everything she can to get me to help her get him killed by getting the public to despise him.
She needs us apart because our reunion would’ve gotten in the way of the civil war they’ve all been planning for us. Why would she want civil war? Because after all the death, her side would grant her prominence and slaves, her reward. All she would have to do is obey them every murderous step of the way, stomping on every life they asked her to crush which she has been doing with alacrity.
All I can do is tell this congruent story to hold up a mirror to the ones at the helm of power these days. Since his freedom of speech and association has been taken from him as a result of the deal he made for his career, I am doing what I can to speak up for him. I don’t see what choice he had. The economy really was shut down in England (by them) and he was already being loaded with millstones by his early 20s - a process they kept up until the present day. They also sabotaged his education. The evidence is easily found and the story is being decoded finally for anyone who cares about what is really happening to us under the thumb of this monstrous empire.
Is he saying here that he is not capable of fathering children? Then what is really going on here?
Radio Sweetheart lyrics
My head is spinning and my legs are weak
Goose step dancing, can't hear myself speak
Hope in the eyes of the ugly girls
That settle for the lies of the last chancers
When slow motion drunks pick wallflower dancers
You come here looking for the ride to glory
Go back home with a hard luck story
I can hardly wait around until the weekend comes to town
Play one more for my radio sweetheart
Hide your love, hide your love
Though we are so far apart
You've got to hide your love
'Cause that's the way the whole thing started
I wish we had never parted
When it's late and the night gets colder
Don't lay your head on any other shoulder
Some hire themselves out for a good time
But you and I, we have been sold
So I keep on saying...
Play one more for my radio sweetheart
Hide your love, hide your love
Though we are so far apart
You've got to hide your love
'Cause that's the way the whole thing started
I wish we had never parted
Play one more for my radio sweetheart
This trapped mannequin of a girl does sort of resemble me at the time in the 90s when All This Useless Beauty came out. What they did to me is a very serious crime and the Hamptons is peppered with the ones who helped them shut down my life.
I was chronically ill from 18 until 48. I was around a poisonous handler during those years and I’ve noticed he just so happens to be surrounded by other chronically ill people. I got my health back (when I escaped him) around 2020 and just then the entire world was framed as ill whenever bankers tell people they may have an “asymptomatic” flu or whatever nonsense they are inventing now to paralyze us even further for the achievement of their ends.
