Joseph Narusiewicz

(9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

The Coming Wars


the coming wars are a break or everything would be genetically modified and bionically mixed into a totally cancerous man and animal world....knowledge mixed with greed always becomes genocide in the hands of Lucifer...it has to be brought down when technology reaches a certain level or the destruction would be unprecedented......We are heading for a total genetic bionic nightmare without the second coming of Christ....something more frightening then 1984 or Brave New World....they will change man and mix him with a thousand species in the name of progress along with the bionics and organic bionics coming....the wars will cleanse it though they are going to be horrible beyond imagination

Submitted: Monday, April 07, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

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