The Arrival
I suppose I could tell you about the progression of events so far in this isolated hamlet, but when you reach the end of the gambit, it no longer holds any thrall. They laughed and danced to my despair, or so it would seem, and the ebb and flow of the tide carried me forward. I suppose, one can only laugh and bow when the final curtain call comes, but that is for another day.
Mesmerising was or could be a word that I would use, perchance on the most auspicious occasion I could think of, but I could think of none. It was quiet at the moment and they did surmise that they had finally destroyed me, they thought they had dealt me a lethal blow, a dose of meth gas, unbeknownst to me, as I only heard it through the walls. “I raped the Messiah and I loved it, and I’m going to do it over and over again, so suffer Earth, we fucked your Messiah, or one of your Messiah’s, and now he’ll be useful for nothing, so your next, get ready for an arse pounding Donald”, from a dedicated miscreant, unknown to me but suffering from a complete absence of etiquette. So the story for the last few days went that I was the Messiah, little had I realised previous to that news that I was indeed the Messiah, but their triumphant battle cry was that they had gang raped the Messiah on live internet, was broadcast live, with people cheering and drinking, taking drugs, celebrating, and watched as 14 people arse pounded the Messiah. Not that I’m the Messiah, I do believe in God, and yes, I do believe that I gazed upon the face of God one time, but that’s another story. No amazing deal or anything, pretty bloody good, but achievable by anyone who loves their God in their heart of hearts. But, as I said to God, “Must’ve been a crime God”, didn’t receive an immediate reply, but maybe in the mail later this week. So apparently, they hate anyone who, worships, God, sees God or has a vision, preaches the word of God, whatever that is, so if you’ve got something good to say and comes from up above and is channeled through the heart will help. To cut a long story short, I come from a place I call the Void, I remember before I arrived in my body, I used to play 12 instruments, I helped develop the computer back in the 60’s, I was dux of my classical music class, I was a potter, music teacher, encyclopaedia Brittanica salesman, farm manager, Rickie, builder, farmer, plasterer, Monash Uni technician, assistant Tai Chi instructor in my first year in 93, been given 1052 different frugs, chemicals and poisons against my wishes, been on the internet for ever, can remote view, did talk to Dr. Kit Green, no I don’t work for the CIA, the Police or ASIO, you can all go and get fucked, because if that’s the way you treat a Messiah, God help you when they come for you.
Magnetic Drift
G’day Henry — all’s well here. Good question. Short version up front: Earth’s magnetic north pole has moved roughly ~880–900 km since 2007 (≈49 km/year on average), it’s wandering toward Siberia, and that movement doesn’t change the planet’s orientation or slide Australia 4,000 km. Below I explain the numbers, why magnetic and geographic poles are different, what does get affected (navigation, compasses, some animals, local radiation/aurora patterns), and why the big-picture effects on ecosystems and the planet are small unless a rare, long-term magnetic reversal happens.
How far the poles have moved (numbers)
A high-quality survey in April 2007 placed the North Magnetic Pole at about 83.95° N, 120.72° W.
NOAA’s current modeled dip-pole location for 2025 (WMM/WMM-derived dip pole) is roughly 85.76° N, 139.30° E.
The great-circle distance between those two positions is ≈885 km, which over ~18 years is ≈49 km per year on average (this matches independent estimates of ~50 km/yr during the 2000s and a more variable rate since).
(Scientists report the pole’s speed has varied — it sped up in the late 20th/early 21st century and has shown decelerations and accelerations since — so year-to-year rates change.)
Geographic orientation vs. magnetic poles — what actually moves
Magnetic poles are where the magnetic field is vertical; they wander because of flows of molten iron and changing magnetic sources in Earth’s outer core. Geographic (rotational) poles — the spin axis — are essentially fixed on human time scales and determine where continents sit. Movement of the magnetic pole does not move continents. Plate tectonics (continental drift) moves landmasses at centimetres per year, so a 4,000 km continental shift would take many millions of years, not decades.
So: Australia will not be 4,000 km “in another direction” because the magnetic pole moved.
Practical effects (what
does
change)
Navigation and maps: Magnetic declination (the angle between magnetic north and true north) changes with pole movement. Aircraft, ships, and consumer devices that rely on magnetic models need regular updates (World Magnetic Model updates every few years) so headings remain accurate.
Compasses: A handheld compass still points to the local magnetic field; users just need to know the current declination for accurate bearings. Rapid pole motion means some navigation systems get more frequent recalibration.
Satellites, space weather & radiation: The magnetosphere — the large-scale magnetic bubble — still protects Earth from most solar wind and CMEs. Local changes in field strength or geometry (as poles move and field intensity varies) can alter where charged particles enter the atmosphere, changing where aurora appear and slightly modifying radiation exposure for high-altitude flights and some satellites. But these are regional or operational concerns rather than planet-wide catastrophes.
Animals that use magnetoreception: Many species (migratory birds, some marine animals) sense the magnetic field. They use multiple cues (sun, stars, landmarks, smell and magnetic cues). The pole’s gradual movement is slow relative to animal lifetimes and these species have shown adaptability or use redundant cues — so large, sudden ecological collapses are not expected from pole drift alone. Scientists continue to study how animals track a “moving” magnetic map.
What about the Sun — would pole movement change solar effects?
The magnetosphere’s overall ability to deflect the solar wind depends on the global field strength and structure (not the exact geographic location of the dip poles). Pole wandering itself does not suddenly strip the atmosphere or dramatically increase surface radiation. Instead, temporary changes in field strength (for example, during a long, slow weakening of the field) can allow more energetic particles into the upper atmosphere, increasing radiation risks for satellites and high-flying aircraft, and expanding auroral zones. NASA and others monitor these parameters and space weather.
Reversals and bigger changes — rare, long timescales
Geological records show the magnetic field has reversed many times (north and south swap) over hundreds of thousands to millions of years. A reversal is a long, complex process (centuries–thousands of years) during which the field weakens and becomes more complex.
Even during reversals, evidence suggests life has survived — extinctions are not obviously linked to pole reversals — though there would be increased space-weather concerns and engineering implications for modern technology. Scientists keep studying possible impacts and timelines.
Quick recap (tl;dr)
Pole movement since 2007: ~885 km (≈49 km/yr average).
Will Australia shift 4,000 km? No — magnetic pole wandering does not move continents; that’s controlled by plate tectonics (cm/yr).
Main impacts: updated magnetic models for navigation, small regional shifts in aurora and radiation patterns, possible modest effects on magnetoreceptive animals — but no immediate global catastrophe.
If you like, I can:
show a small map or animation of the North Magnetic Pole’s track since 1831 (NOAA/BGS data), or
compute the year-by-year position and a per-year speed table between 2007–2025 so you can see the acceleration/deceleration — which bits sped up and which slowed down.
Continental Drift
In the last 18 years (from roughly 2007 to 2025), the north magnetic pole has moved approximately 900 to 1,000 kilometers (560 to 620 miles) toward Siberia. This rapid movement is due to shifts in molten iron deep within the Earth's core and averages about 55 kilometers (34 miles) per year, a significant increase from its slower speed in the 20th century.
North Magnetic Pole Movement
Historical Speed:
The north magnetic pole moved from Canada to Siberia at a rate that accelerated from about 9 km (5.6 mi) per year in the early 2000s to about 55 km (34 mi) per year in the years following.
Last 18 Years:
The pole has traveled approximately 900–1,000 km (560–620 mi) during this period.
Current Direction:
The magnetic north pole is currently moving northwest toward Siberia.
Reason:
This shift is driven by the movement of molten iron in the Earth's outer core.
South Magnetic Pole Movement
Slow Movement: In contrast, the south magnetic pole has been moving less rapidly.
Direction: It is drifting eastward over the coast of Antarctica.
Impact
Navigation:
The rapid movement of the magnetic north pole requires regular updates to the World Magnetic Model, which is used for navigation by the military and civilian systems.
No Climate Link:
There is little scientific evidence linking the movement of the magnetic poles to climate change.
John Willet
Peter Fielder, as he likes to be known, even knows this slag John Willet, that I shared a house with in Beaufort. I found these photos and about 3147 other items, photos, chatroom transcripts, names and addresses, in John Willets possessions, after he did a runner on me and left owing rent, bills and food. Peter Fielder, other wise known as David Lancaster, so they say, even knows who John Willet is, how do you know John Willet, David.
Having a good time Donald
Are you suffering in your jocks, did you think it was funny drugging me, kidnapping me, gang raping me, well, eat shit and die. As I like to say, Die Paedophile Die.
Busy Next Door
In and out, through the back door, stay for a while, then leave through the front door, bit of abuse directed towards me, all through the night. One memorable night, I woke up to the sound of someone saying, “Masturbate to child pornography, you know you want too, just touch down there, doesn’t that feel good”, apparently they were saying that to a 10 or 12 year old boy, somewhere.
Take a look at this male slag loser, this is how they treat females
Need I say anything else, Donald, though I presume this is in the states.
I used to call them The Gang
Like the poor girls in the photos, I too, was one of their victims, today, in Donald, they brag, that is The Barleycorn, that they raped me 14 times and injected me with rohypnol so I would not remember, but that is what they do to young girls and others all the time.
A victim of The Syndicate, or The Firm, or The Group
The Barleycorn are associated with the Syndicate, now known as The Group, soon to be known as The Shroud. some are located in Donald, Vic, others are still in Melbourne, one of the ringleaders of The Syndicate was or is known as John Hankook, aka John White.
Sad Pathetic Losers
The comments came thick and fast as well as screams of abusive language, get the fuck out of Donald you fucking slag lagger, I’ll wait till dark then I’ll blast his car, I’ll get him cut off the pension, tell them he came around and did a computer job for me and tell the DSS that he didn’t declare his earnings, you are the biggest slag fucking loser I have ever seen, I am going to get you, we will rape you and nail your hands to the floor and hard gang bang you till you die. They were indeed pathetic , mentally crippled losers, guilty of tax evasion, tax fraud, possessing illegal weapons, selling illegal drugs, carrying out acts of homicidal violence, breaking and entering, attempted murder, assaults, drugging people, making child pornography, and the list went on and on. The neighbour owns 5 cars, including a luxury MG sports car, all the residents possess late model cars, without having worked a single day in their lives, the students all thought they were going to leave school and live on the dole, sell drugs and make a bit of pornography. They have never reported a crime, hate people who report criminal activity, and scream all through the night at anyone who stands up to disgusting little paedophiles and horrible little criminals. They killed all the ants in my garden, killed all the skinks, and pumped my house full of meth amphetimine gas, they put meth in my food, poisoned my pizza, broke into my house and assaulted and drugged me and so on and so forth. So, every time I get abused, I am going to place a report on the internet and hopefully send you to jail. Two houses with no apparent income, late model cars , flying around every where, new computers, laptops, desktops, iPads and phones, all on a pension. They travel to a nearby house that is vacant, dig up their little box of cash they receive, $2700 dollars a month, pay cash at the supermarket, travel to Horsham, stop along the way and dig up their little box of cash, put $300 to $450 in their wallet and pay for everything in cash, and take out a little bit of their pension to make it look good. Lots of illegal weapons, people sitting with shotguns by their side, bottles of expensive booze, little luxury trips to Melbourne, where they buy their little pastries and treats and drive out any one they don’t like, murder and obfuscate the evidence, and blatantly lie through their teeth to anyone who makes an enquiry. To date, I have made $25 in the last 8 months through the sale of a second hand computer monitor and a second hand mouse and no one is allowed to ask for my computer assistance or they will be gang raped and sent to the grave or prison. I am indeed, going to grind you all into the fucking dust.
Suffer Losers
He rang crimestoppers, and reported the stalking by a group known as the Barleycorn, who were responsible for driving newly arrived families out of Donald. The receptionist said he wasn’t a police officer and would take the details and that he should contact Police. So he went to the cop shop, but found no one there, waited for an hour and went home. Over a long period of years, 7 families disappeared, without a trace from Donald, all their possessions disappeared and people were told that they had moved to Queensland. As Police looked into the missing persons, they began to find that all their records had mysteriously disappeared, no birth extracts, no school records, no RTA records, it was like they never existed. They had raised intelligent children, who received good education, well groomed and taught how to fool anyone who wasn’t a paedophile. They made their way into all sectors of the Australian economy, lawyers, Doctors, nurses, teachers, registry office workers, telephone workers, and aided the Group by deleting records, setting people up to look like drug dealers, drugged people and made them fuck their own children so that they looked like a paedophile, and sent them to prison, in order to cover their crimes. Horrible fake Police officers, call takers who offered no assistance when you rang crimestoppers, hackers who would do their bidding for a fee, enlisted drug crazed meth addicts who would do anything for a measly, tiny bag of meth, and worked towards gaining control of the system, in order to take it down when the time was right. Corrupt politicians, little boy brothels, raping and drugging women and girls and forcing them into prostitution, got them hooked on heroin, so that they would do anything for their daily hit, all for the sake of money. They lured victims to their towns, put the hit on them, made it look like suicide, died of old age, or left and moved to Queensland. All expertly covered up and people bribed to keep their mouths shut, or coerced into silence. Told by losers down through the years, “You don’t lag on people, you don’t want to be known as a lagger, do you”, and brought up to keep their mouths shut. He heard one story where they had coerced a Christian brother into beating a young, talented, gifted musicians hands, a piano player, because he wouldn’t join their gang. They laughed heartily about this, and all their other crimes, talked endlessly about meth amphetimine, marijauna, heroin, ecstasy pills and powder, PCP or angel dust, had large collections of child porn in boxes and on their phones and computers, and made their own child porn at home, all the while maintaining an air of respectability, they even had trophy photos on their walls that displayed instances of gang rape and other sadistic crimes. People drove into the Donald area, left their cars on the outskirts of town, and walked in and bought their drugs, did a bit of harassment, and hoped to get lucky with a choice, tasty morsel, a young girl who would be made to be readily available at the appointed time. All carried out under the cover of darkness, and all trace disappearing by the time dawn arrived. It had been going on since the 1960’s, or even further back, one house apparently had some of the missing families cars in his backyard, which he said he found up on the Murray river, with a note that said,”Take me, I’m all yours”, with the transfer papers all ready to go. But it was decided just to use the cars for spare parts, all their furniture was distributed around the country, burnt or buried and everyone lived happily ever after, till Henry Banwell arrived in Donald, and decided to take a stand against the evildoers, so suffer losers.
The Barleycorn
The Barleycorn, a gang in the Wimmera Mallee, Donald to be exact, a super secretive criminal gang that dealt drugs, gang raped young women and stalked people till they fled the small country town of Donald. Since he moved to Donald, he was persecuted, drugged, bashed and some say raped 14 times, just to show that they could do it. It was led by a sinister, brain dead moron, by the name of Peter Leider, who would bellow, rant and rave for hours on end, fueled by alcohol and drugs. He would scream blue murder, make diabolical threats and send his minions around to stalk any residents who stood in opposition. One of their stories, whether it be true or not, concerned a 17 year old girl by the name of Rachel Wilkinson, a pretty young intelligent girl who had ambitions of becoming a solicitor, a legal eagle down in the big smoke. The Barleycorn stalked the family of 17, and they decided to send Peter Leider around to introduce himself, and coach her, and help with her education. He would lean over her work and say things such as, “Oh yes, I know a little about that, and come out with little tidbits of information that were intended to impress her with his extensive knowledge. What she didn’t know, was that Peter had one of his brain dead mates, standing outside the window, coaching Peter, as to what to say. Alas, his ploy was discovered and was asked to leave, which enraged Peter and consequently howled at his Barleycorn friends, “Fucking uppity mole, thinks she’s smart, wants to be a solicitor, well we’ll see”. One night, their Barleycorn gang, broke into the Wilkinson home, basically murdered all 16 family members, carried the dead family members away and took Rachel captive. They burnt down the house and headed out to a remote location where they proceeded to gang rape her, this event lasted for days, where sundry members of the Barleycorn, sat around drinking alcohol, with their young children. After they had gang raped her, Peter Leider, drove a star picket, up her anus and they tilted her head back, and Peter drove it up, through her body ,till it came out her mouth, the screams were diabolical. Still alive, they lifted her body and placed it over a large fire. She didn’t last long and they sat around watching the body, roasting away. When it was done, they started to devour the body, with apparently, young children sitting around watching, who would say things like, “Look, girl burning”. When they had finished, they buried the body in a shallow grave, with the star picket still inside the corpse and headed back to Donald. Through the years, whenever anyone new arrived in Donald, they were persecuted, and driven out of town, because they didn’t like strangers, small town mentality, brain dead rapist losers and drug addicts, and they shouted the story to anyone who would listen, in order to intimidate them, so they would not inform the Police. He heard this story, quite a few times, with other comments thrown in by the other surviving Barleycorn members, as well as multiple stories of gang rapes, drugging, councillors on the take, people receiving $2700 dollar payments to keep their mouths shut, and anyone who they could not force out of town, was drugged and driven into a psychiatric ward, or murdered outright, their possessions disposed of and all of their records deleted by their horrible little paedophile mates who were secreted in places where access was easy, this and other criminal activities were carried out over a 47 year period. Till someone came along, and stood up to the Barleycorn, an elderly pensioner who would not take their shit, and held out till he could contact the Police, which they attempted to thwart , by hacking into his iPads, and computers, till he installed encryption on his hard drive, rendering them unable to gain access, and was able to send a short note to crime stoppers. Many were involved, so they say, and it was strange, that despite articles, reports and sundry comments, no one said a single word to him, apart from one brave, elderly woman who had been stalked by the Barleycorn. Tonight their pathetic little story goes along the lines of, at 5:30 am, tomorrow, low yield, nuclear weapons, would be exploded over all areas of the planet, wiping out all life forms. Members of their pathetic cult, were to escape by descending down a hatch in their backyards, and make their way to an underground bunker, where they would live for three years, and ascend to the surface, once all life had been extinguished and reign as Kings, with the remaining few millions, eking out an existence by planting GMO foods, and living off a few cattle and chickens, all life would have perished, all the trees gone, and the radiation dissipated to a safe level. This is the mentality that he had to deal with, 24/7, every day and night of the year, so Peter Leider, why don’t you and your pathetic Barleycorn, go and fuck yourselves, with a star picket, you drugged out, disease ridden, brain dead, homosexual, paedophile, gang raping, murdering losers.
Bye Bye
It was good fun, truck driver man was rear ended, laughs, sucked off caravan man, had a 5 year old boy give a head job to truck driver man at the same time, included his wife, they made a bit of money, set them right up, had them fucking dead animals, too hard getting a live sheep inside the house, yeah well they shit everywhere, easier with a bit of dead animal, sheep, dingoe, get my load off with the truck drivers mole guts 2 bob slapper mole, farts all the time when you bang her hard, it’s the ecstasy pills, fill you full of gas for some reason, well I’ve made my quick 2.5 million, get away soon, I say I’m going to get the truck drivers house, but I’ll see, have to disappear, too hard living in a small town, too bloody obvious, everyone knows what you do, people talk, they all don’t like having to live with the thought of a missing loved one, but as we say, you can always have another one, probably eat that one too, might hit the hay, see what bullshit shithead is writing about later on today, might have some mescaline today, why not, it’s a Sunday too, Tuesday is it, have to go to the dole office tomorrow, put a bit of cash in my CoinSpot brokerage exchange, as I like to tell my friends, what a night, made my money Donald, bye bye.
Cretins
Yeah, it was pretty easy actually, just get a couple of meth heads or chaff, marijuana smokers, get them into the meth, give them 50 bucks, tell them to go and get themselves some booze, get them on the weed, get them on the meth, give them some LSD, ask if they want a job, or do they want to make a quick 50 bucks, just go and get a few details about this person, get a few photographs, you know, take a photo of their car, maybe a shot of their faces, whatever, get someone to pick the lock, teach those knuckleheads how to pick a lock, get all the details, set that family up, bit of rape and gang bangies, start getting them unhinged on drugs, put them in porn, get rid of all their friends, lure them to their little hideout in a small country town, you know the drill. Cover everything up, get someone in the records office to delete all the records, they disappear, they get the money, sit in a shitty little caravan, plan the hits, get their housemate shitfaced, drug him to the hilt, have an orgy, put him and his wife on the Dutch porn market, put all or some of the profits in a Caymen Islands bank account, eventually hit the road with a new identity, and live like a king, set up a new chapter somewhere else in the world, bring all my mates over, to my shitty little island, like Jeffrey Epstein, have someone, NSA, DEA, CIA, FBI, following the little shits, get an idiot or as many as you can find, rich idiots, presidential idiots, anyone with power and money, and fuck whoever I want, that’s the basic mentality, breed up specially selected children, teach them to be a two faced little shit, get them to embed themselves in key positions, and make their horrible, shitty little deals, just to make some more money, fuck over the world just to make some more money, and breed horrible little children, who have been brainwashed, to do the bidding of their masters and mistresses, tell the media not to publish anything, because it would cause a panic, too upsetting, make buckets of money, take lots of drugs, arrange all sorts of sinister plots, and get all my crony mates to help me, because I can provide them with anything they want, girls, boys, animals, whatever, any sort of drug, any sort of food and outright lie about every single thing and brag to all my deadhead mates, about my shitty little stories just so I can get a hard on and fuck more people over.
The Blochain
So, one night I heard a strange request, coming from outside somewhere, and since I have been videotaped, put on the internet without my permission, and bugged, I thought, why not, I’ll play along with their silly game, and the request was, does anyone know about cryptocurrencies, “Ask Henry, he’ll know”, so I taught them, with the aid of my iPad, how to invest in Bitcoin through an exchange. It was a fairly long process, but as I heard later, a lot of people invested money through the Australian Cryptocurrency Exchange, CoinSpot, so basically, that left a trail a mile wide, all recorded on the Blockchain, which uses Distributed Ledger Technology, and is an immutable digital record of any transaction made using cryptocurrencies, so anyone who was illegally watching me, you are all busted.
Losers
So, on a daily basis, I listen to gruesome, horrific stories, from members of the Gang, as I call them, otherwise known, as The Group, The Syndicate, The Firm, and soon to be known as The Shroud, whereby, they will imprison, torture, mutilate, eat, gang rape, etc, etc, the, or rather, a minor inconvenience, they call, the grisly extermination of 8 billion people on the planet Earth. They describe their crimes in grisly detail, and one of their ploys is that they take Rohypnol, which causes them to not be able to remember the event and evade a lie detector test. But because of their Jack the Ripper mentality, that is the thing that drives them the most, and that is the most horrific torture, gang rape, cannibalism, and murder, of, in particular, young gorgeous girls, round about 15 or 16, and when they return from an event, some time later, they consume drugs, drink alcohol, watch porn, and become obsessed with having sex with a young girl. And because they are so repulsive by nature, no one wants to be their boyfriend or girlfriend. So they have to take by force. They will watch a house, scout around the neighbourhood, pay people to locate victims, install cameras and bugging devices, establish their movements, skillfully pick the lock on the door when everyone is asleep, inject most of the occupants with a drug, and proceed to rape the victim, sometimes kidnapping the victim and torturing, raping and drugging their victim for days,and then eating the victim, roasted or cooked in a pot of stew or soup, they brag about it endlessly, either they are totally insane or they have actually committed these brutal crimes. Everyone receives a shot of drugs and no one remembers anything, so they say. They brag about hits on particular people, describe how they stood her up on her head, and basically chopped her in half. I have not seen any photographic evidence to support this story, but I did submit, amongst several thousand other items, photos, chatroom transcripts, names, addresses to the Victoria Police, one of which was a young girl lying on a single bed, naked, with her throat cut. Not only that, I myself have the victim of multiple sexual and physical assaults, poisoning attempts, druggings and being gang stalked. And, as far as I can understand, some of the perpetrators are or were possibly living in Donald. They even seem to know my entire history, every single person I have ever known or met and even details I myself have forgotten, they laugh about setting people up, ruining their careers, ending their relationships, and providing a new boyfriend or girlfriend, who consoles them, gets in their good books, gets them in bed and then invites all of his or her mates in for a gang banging orgy. And because the drug Rohynol, of Ruffies, or Grievous Bodily Harm, GBH, is used, they get away with it. There is talk of dual DSS, Department of Social Security, payments, have a fake I.D, say they live at another address, etc, and receive 2 Disability checks, like Ann in Beaufort, who was receiving 17 payments from the Government of Australia, owned 3 houses, and was a total scrag. Whether they live in Donald, visit, or stay short term, is anyone’s guess, but they don’t want anyone talking to me, there’s talk of 2700 dollars hush money payments, we’re going to destroy the Earths forests and harvest oxygen from the ocean and sell it to people because there is no air left, we will cut down The Amazon rainforest and make a bucket of money, we will start a nuclear war, retreat to underground bunkers and come up in several years time and reign as Overlords of the remaining people and remnants of Earth, grow GMO foods, artificial plants,synthetic meat, insect bars and so on and so forth. So if you don’t think anything is wrong, take a look at what your eating, see what 221,223,224,preservatives and the like, do to the human body, think carcinogens, and look at the state of the planet you live on, because in approximately 121 years, it’s bye bye world.
To The Fucking Pathetic Losers
Despite placing written reports, anecdotes, photographic material, chatroom transcripts, amongst other articles, there has been no response either from the public or the authorities, so from this date, I hear by inform you Earth, that I am taking the matter into my own hands. See, Truth Hurts, qlcs9.com.