George H.W. Bush Is Going To Kill Me


I recently talked to a crazy man. If I had to guess, I would say paranoid schitzophrenic. I've met quite a few. While he was screaming in my face, I listened. Not nessecarily to learn about conspiracy theory, but so he felt listened to. We live in two different realities, the crazy man and I. Some parts overlap, some don't. I'd like to share some things said to me yesterday with you, brought to you by a crazy man. No context is needed.
  • George H.W. Bush talked to me right now, and he said he's going to kill you. You should leave.
  • They've already gotten you.
  • My closest friend, who was deeply involved in the occupy wall street movement, died a few days ago under "unknown circumstances." I knew they got him. Poison in the water.
  • I'm gone already. They already know my face. I'm just waiting to be dead.
  • The flouride that they tell you kids they're going to put in the water, that's the democrats working with the republicans to subdue us.
  • Bernie and trump all belive the same exact things. Whe're just pawns.
  • I met Martin Luther King jr. (This man looked about 55) He told me I was doing great work, and he was following my lead.
  • I started occupy wall street, right here in this park.
  • When it was occupy wall street time, they had snipers on the roof with machine guns, and they would get us at night. You would wake up and drag the dead bodies out of the tents. (This did not happen in Burlington Vermont)
  • They have people hiding in this crowd right now.
  • They've seen your face, there's no escaping now.
  • There are snipers on the roof, cover your head.
  • I've been to Agrabagh. (Alladin's fictional city). In Agrabagh, they know the U.S. doesn't run anything.
  • I wish I could tell you I still had hope

ZoeBee

VT

19 years old

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