A small story about me.
Posted: Mon Mar 25, 2013 11:21 pmLet me start off by introducing myself.
I, am Tom Bishop. A writer, a teacher, a farmer, and a father of three. Their loving mother left me back in 2007 due to my "rampacy" as she put it. She was a crazy gal in her youth; however as we grew older I soon realized how much of a sheep she was to the timeless and powerful Illuminati that consumes my flat world. I was born in the valley of San Fernando, where my mother worked. My father remains unknown. Of course my mother was never proud of the work she did; it put food on the table for me and my 3 siblings. I was the oldest of the bunch, and thus had to set an example for the rest of the nest. My mother looked to me to help nurture my family as I grew older. Looked to me to find a good job and complete school so I can go off to do great things and not get stuck doing what she had to do when she turned 18.
After high school, I went to Harvard and acquired a masters in Sociology, while History was my minor. I always liked History, and desired to become a teacher. It was always my dream to help children who were not as fortunate as I was and help them get a good education. So I moved to one of the poorest schools in California which was situated in a quiet town on the US-Mexican border. I gave up my social life to help children there learn English and to become integrated in American society so that they wouldn't become cold-hearted criminals and easy baited recruits of the Mexican drug cartel. One child, Juan Solis, only 7 years old, came from a small village in one of Mexico's poorest states; Chipias. His father was killed in a bad police raid and moved to America with his uncle Fidel. I taught him everything to my ability and has ripened into a productive member of society.
I was proud of what I did. Until I found a deeper meaning in my life. It was many years ago I came across a website called the Flat Earth Society. Now, at first, I thought their idea of a flat earth was preposterous. Until I read on and began educating myself, more than any College professor ever could! I began forming my own hypothesis and theories and began investigating. I took a flight from San Francisco to New York and looked out the window. From what I did read; the bendy light theory was becoming more clear to me by the minute. But it wasn't the bendy light theory that caught me. It was NASA and all it's stinking glory. Who repeatedly hides things and always acts like the victims. Whether it be budget shortfalls, cuts, or failed missions. They blame everyone but themselves. The weather, the government, and typically, the entire human race for being "stupid inbred monkeys". We all know that NASA is just a big man behind a giant curtain tugging on the strings of humanity into their favor. The whores in Washington lay on their knees and suckle on the manhood of NASA like they were scrambling for money like my own mother. They beg for it. They love it.
I came to this forum from my own a few years back to shed some light on my theories and to help open all of your eyes; but was shunned and ridiculed. I hope that this story will help explain who I am and why I do what I do.
It has been awhile doing this, but ever since I have left I have found ridiculous images on the internet undermining me and treating me as if I am a 'joke' and simply something to laugh at.
A perverted image of me.
It seems that my fight has gone in vein. But hopefully I can restore some honor and help build that movement that has meant so much in my life.
Now I could go on for a very long time. However, it's late here and I will be back tomorrow! Let the debate begin then. Ta ta!
I, am Tom Bishop. A writer, a teacher, a farmer, and a father of three. Their loving mother left me back in 2007 due to my "rampacy" as she put it. She was a crazy gal in her youth; however as we grew older I soon realized how much of a sheep she was to the timeless and powerful Illuminati that consumes my flat world. I was born in the valley of San Fernando, where my mother worked. My father remains unknown. Of course my mother was never proud of the work she did; it put food on the table for me and my 3 siblings. I was the oldest of the bunch, and thus had to set an example for the rest of the nest. My mother looked to me to help nurture my family as I grew older. Looked to me to find a good job and complete school so I can go off to do great things and not get stuck doing what she had to do when she turned 18.
After high school, I went to Harvard and acquired a masters in Sociology, while History was my minor. I always liked History, and desired to become a teacher. It was always my dream to help children who were not as fortunate as I was and help them get a good education. So I moved to one of the poorest schools in California which was situated in a quiet town on the US-Mexican border. I gave up my social life to help children there learn English and to become integrated in American society so that they wouldn't become cold-hearted criminals and easy baited recruits of the Mexican drug cartel. One child, Juan Solis, only 7 years old, came from a small village in one of Mexico's poorest states; Chipias. His father was killed in a bad police raid and moved to America with his uncle Fidel. I taught him everything to my ability and has ripened into a productive member of society.
I was proud of what I did. Until I found a deeper meaning in my life. It was many years ago I came across a website called the Flat Earth Society. Now, at first, I thought their idea of a flat earth was preposterous. Until I read on and began educating myself, more than any College professor ever could! I began forming my own hypothesis and theories and began investigating. I took a flight from San Francisco to New York and looked out the window. From what I did read; the bendy light theory was becoming more clear to me by the minute. But it wasn't the bendy light theory that caught me. It was NASA and all it's stinking glory. Who repeatedly hides things and always acts like the victims. Whether it be budget shortfalls, cuts, or failed missions. They blame everyone but themselves. The weather, the government, and typically, the entire human race for being "stupid inbred monkeys". We all know that NASA is just a big man behind a giant curtain tugging on the strings of humanity into their favor. The whores in Washington lay on their knees and suckle on the manhood of NASA like they were scrambling for money like my own mother. They beg for it. They love it.
I came to this forum from my own a few years back to shed some light on my theories and to help open all of your eyes; but was shunned and ridiculed. I hope that this story will help explain who I am and why I do what I do.
It has been awhile doing this, but ever since I have left I have found ridiculous images on the internet undermining me and treating me as if I am a 'joke' and simply something to laugh at.
A perverted image of me.
It seems that my fight has gone in vein. But hopefully I can restore some honor and help build that movement that has meant so much in my life.
Now I could go on for a very long time. However, it's late here and I will be back tomorrow! Let the debate begin then. Ta ta!
