The sick, twisted agendas being promoted through ‘entertainment’ and popular culture sure are being ramped up with the newly-released debut album by the ‘artist’ Poppy, and this Diplo-produced song taken from it.
Besides the usual allusions to Satanic Ritual Abuse and trauma-based mind-control, (which is all now rather passe for these animated puppets,) Poppy’s stuff is all about pushing Transhumanism and, in this video, depicting the rise of AI to become fully conscious and decide the ultimate fate of humanity. This video has her portrayed as one such entity, describing humans as ‘like cockroaches’, and wiping them out at will. The hookline “baby, your time is up”, is a reference to the human species, and in accordance with the mindset of eugenicists, it’s all suggested to be our own fault - “Human history, pollution, and overcrowded cities, That's your legacy, But don't look so depressed, You'll soon be nothingness. Oh my God, you don't even know!”
Its hard to imagine how any piece of ‘entertainment’ could be more anti-creation and Luciferian than this, but the diseased minds behind these industries always seem to find a way of pushing the envelope yet further.
The launch of Poppy’s music has been preceded by an ongoing series of short videos on her Youtube channel which will be immediately disturbing to anyone still with the capacity for critical thought and analysis. In most, she appears dissociated from reality and living in a dreamstate, (as subjects of trauma-based mind-control are said to,) and interacts with various non-human entities which speak with demonic voices. In one, she openly declares her love for ‘the Devil’. And all this is being passed off, blatantly, as ‘entertainment’, since it seems you can get away with pretty much anything by presenting it as ‘art’, (well, apart from saying anything vaguely critical of certain ‘special’ groups within society, of course.)
Sure enough, as is the pattern with so many other artists pushing mind-control subliminals through their ‘music’, in a Twitter post from earlier this year, Poppy talked of her ‘history as a survivor of abuse’, and a ‘legally-documented trauma from my past.’
The big danger here is that Poppy’s ‘cute’ persona, (lots of talk of unicorns - the ‘in’ thing,) will see her being embraced by legions of impressionable young girls, and that parents’ guards will be down, allowing their kids to be influenced by all kinds of dark, anti-human subliminals. The Diplo-produced track, (the lyrics to which apparently took seven people to write,) sure is catchy and can easily weave itself into a listener’s subconscious, which is where all the black magic mind-control takes place. This pretty much announces Diplo’s (one half of the act Major Lazer,) induction as an industry ‘Chosen One.’
Poppy’s persona has been so carefully crafted to make her appear dissociated and cyborg-like, that some have questioned whether she’s even really human at all. (Her album is titled ‘Am I A Girl?’) She would appear to be named Moriah Rose Pereira, and to be 23 years old, despite having the air of a pre-pubescent girl. She and her ‘creative partner’ Titanic Sinclair, are currently embroiled in a legal case with the singer Brittany Sheets, one part of the act Mars Argo, with Sheets accusing Poppy and Sinclair of ripping off certain creative aspects of her act. It all puts me in mind of the claims that Lady Gaga plagiarised the persona of her previous friend and collaborator Lina Morgana when she first emerged as a fully-formed act. (Morgana turned up dead shortly afterwards.)
The choice of artist name is surely no accident, either, given that the poppy flower is used to make addictive narcotics substances like opium, which alter minds and destroy lives.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gg2pS9KN28U
Lyrics to ‘Time Is Up’:
In the factory
In the sterile place where they made me
I woke up alone
Dizzy from the programming
Have I been wiped again?
Oh my God, I don't even know
It's a mystery
Everyone around me's so busy
Is this my home?
Am I your prisoner or your deliverer?
Oh my God, you don't even know
I don't need air to breathe when you kill the bees
And every river bed is dry as a bone
Oh, I will still survive when the plants have died
And the atmosphere is just a big hole
Baby, your time is up, ooh
Baby, your time is up
Baby, your time is up, ooh
Baby, your time is up, time is up, time is up
Baby, your time is up
Baby, your time is up, ooh
Exponentially, every day I'm growing my memory
You wouldn't believe
Your life is meaningless, you're just like cockroaches
Extermination's your only hope
Human history, pollution, and overcrowded cities
That's your legacy
But don't look so depressed
You'll soon be nothingness
Oh my God, you don't even know
I don't need air to breathe when you kill the bees
And every river bed is dry as a bone
Oh, I will still survive when the plants have died
And the atmosphere is just a big hole
Baby, your time is up
Baby, your time is up
Baby, your time is up
Baby, your time is up, time is up, time is up
Baby, your time is up, ooh
Baby, your time is up
Baby, your time is up, ooh
Baby, your time is up, time is up, time is up
Baby, your time is up, up
Baby, your time is up, ooh
Baby, your time is up
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