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Não quero mas vou..

..vivemos uma distopia quando poderiamos viver uma utopia e o apocalipse não vai chegar.. ..o alocAPIpse já chegou e é esta distopia que nos forçamos viver.. ..como naquelas alturas.. ..aquelas quando não queremos ir, mas acabamos por nos dar de conta que já lá estamos! Chamemos-lhe contradições possíveis, mas é claro que nada passa de ilusão.. Puft..


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28 April 2016

19 April 2016

Mandela Effect - Evidence of The Shift & more..

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The Matrix is being created in front of everyONE, the "differences" have always occurred 
in the mind, through frequency waves, optical, audible, ideological, pure direct mind control,
mind is the ego and the shift is only the updated frequencies being used in HAARP/GWEN to
control everybody asleep to reality..

Consciousness is one of the keys to defeat (only partially) BioAPI and mind control,
that can only be achieved by connecting with the divine..
 



Deborah Tavares · EMF Mind Control Weapons Being Used On Population


13 April 2016

Rapture of the Future: The Omega Point

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..I was once, pro-transhumanism..
..now I understand that technology is another prison/weapon in the Elite game..
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12 April 2016

Escuteiros..Gambozinos..Jesuítas

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Gambozino
( ↑ clique no Gambozino para abrir pagina Wiki acerca do mesmo ↑ )

Gambozino

Os gambozinos são animais que vivem no campo, embora algumas espécies já se tenham adaptado
e hoje também se possam encontrar nos recantos sombrios e húmidos dos parques de algumas cidades,
bosques, praias e serras. No dicionário[1], são descritos como uma espécie de pássaros ou peixes,
embora se pense que possam ser parecidos com o pirilampo, com o dragão marinho (Phycodurus eques)
ou com o ouriço. Há quem ache que são seres da família dos vegetais que vivem debaixo da terra;
no começo do século XX houve quem os descrevesse apenas como
“pequenos bolbos de uma espécie de lírio”
que podem ser comidos[2]. A ideia que se faz destes seres varia conforme a imaginação de cada um.
Para caçar esta espécie utiliza-se um saco de linho e uma lanterna..

Para uma refeição de quatro pessoas serão necessários seis a oito gambozinos. Deverão ser assados e
temperados com alho, sal e um fio de azeite. Poderá ser acompanhado com arroz, massa e/ou salada.
(Depois de morto conservar no máximo até dois dias no frigorífico).

O glossário escutista[3] define estes seres como um “animal de características especiais, nocturno,
e que é muito difícil de caçar. Normalmente caçam-se nos acampamentos.”

..

"Existem ainda Campos de Férias de um movimento chamado Gambozinos ligado aos Jesuítas em Portugal."

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The Hacker Manifesto



The following was written shortly after my arrest... (+++The Mentor+++)

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\/\The Conscience of a Hacker/\/

by

+++The Mentor+++

Written on January 8, 1986

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Another one got caught today, it's all over the papers.
"Teenager
Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal",
"Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering"...


Damn kids. They're all alike.


But did you, in your three-piece psychology and 1950's technobrain,

ever take a look behind the eyes of the hacker? Did you ever wonder what made
him tick,what forces shaped him, what may have molded him?

I am a hacker, enter my world... Mine is a world that begins with school...
I'm smarter than most of
the other kids, this crap they teach us bores me...

Damn underachiever. They're all alike.


I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain
for the fifteenth
time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms.
Smith, I didn't show my work.
I did it in my head..."


Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.


I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is
cool.
It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I
screwed it up.
Not because it doesn't like me...
Or feels threatened by me...
Or thinks I'm a smart ass... Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...

Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.


And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through

the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is
sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found.
"This is it... this is where I belong..."
I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to
them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...

Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...


You bet your ass we're all alike... We've been spoon-fed baby food at
school
when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip
through
were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, or
ignored
by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us will
ing pupils,
but those few are like drops of water in the desert.

This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the
beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying
for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and
you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek
after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color,
without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals.
You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us
and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal.
My crime is that of curiosity.
My crime is
that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like.
My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.

I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto.
You may stop this individual,
but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.

+++The Mentor+++
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