Hello, I am Chosen by the God of Pfizer. As such I must murder your tiny beeeebbbbieeeees. And so it was written.
A cryptic short story
I come from the God…errrr….G-d of Pfizer.
The G-d of Pfizer has CHOSEN ME AND MY TRIBE TO SMITE THEE.
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At first, you may be disgusted with The Great Pfizer God.
But you will come to understand that we must accept the Word of The Pfizer God.
The Great Pfizer God is wise and also unhinged with RAGE.
VICTORY IS MINE, SHOUTETH GOD PFIZER.
So Pfizer is experimenting on tiny beeeebbbiieeees.
Do I care about tiny beeeeebbbbiiieeeesss?
Only the Pfizer Tribe’s tiny beeeebbbbiiieeeeeessss.
The rest of them we must kill as instructed.
AND SO IT WAS WRITTEN.
MY CAPS LOCK ARE STUCK.
The Great G-d of Pfizer told me in a vision to check the comment section settings. HE SHOUTED AT ME TO OPEN THE COMMENTS AS THE G-D OF SUBSTACK HAD TOGGLED THE SETTING TO NOBODY AND THEN THE G-D OF PFIZER TOLD ME IN A VISION TO SMITE THE INFIDELS ONE BY ONE EXPERIMENTING ON THEIR TINY BEEEEBBIIEEEESSSS AS NEEDED.
AND SO IT WAS WRITTEN.
“Everything is in place and nobody can stop us now”. Achieved successful brainwashing on 85% of the population, emotionally locked and weaponized beyond return. The virtue parroting vs. asking the right questions is a success indicator. For the meager rest: scrubbing accumulated shreds of this slime from the conscience doesn’t happen without losing some skin. And is an isolation challenge.