What this man's eyebrows are doing in the below pictures suggests the impossible. There are no two ways around it. But it also tells you to forget about anything 1966. Just stop. Because the person pictured in 1965, has the same eyebrow shape of the bearded man in 1970. But has an eyebrow shape nowhere even close to the person pictured in 1972. Or 1967.
I'll let you let this sink in.
Not convinced huh. I know. Look again. Look at the colour photo from 1972, and the black and white photo from 1970. They're right next to eachother. You see that arc in his eyebrow in the colour photo? Well, the black and white photo tells you, this is impossible for this man to be the same person. To get that arc, beardyman would have to have an extra supply of eyebrow hair available to him. Right next to him is a guy who has similar eyebrow shape. What does that tell you? Well, the guy in 1965, and the guy with a beard in 1970 could very well be the same man. But in no way can they be the same man as pictured in 1972. Nor in 1967.
Get this now? If you want to keep hanging around 1966, you go for it. Best of luck to you. Not convinced? Well hey, let's look at a whole bunch of pictures SHOWING you that no amount of plucking is going to get these results. None. Unless you shave them off and draw them in with magic marker.
Amazing isn't it.
So let's not hit snooze anymore. And let's wake up and see that this below, was telling you what was occurring. And it was known by many. It's no hoax. It's no marketing scheme. It is two or more "people" promoted to you as being one person. And not just for special occasions. Not for awards ceremonies. Across the board. In every media outlet available. As a living legend. How many Paul McCartney's do you want!!!!! As many as you can give us!!!!!
Now all you have to ask is ... WHY. And if you get an answer to that, your next question should be HOW. But you want to know why first. I can tell you why. And excuse my language, but Paul Is Dead is there to fuck you up. And get you to cry out for justice for the REAL Paul and punishment for the FAKE Paul. But you see. There isn't a real one. Or a fake one. It's all ... illusion. A magic show. This is a magic show where out of that top hat comes a bunch of rabbits though. A ton of them. And before you know it, there's so many you can't tell real from pretend anymore, so you hold on to what you know. Like there being a REAL rabbit, and a FAKE rabbit. The first rabbit out of the hat is the real one right? And all the rest are fakes.
See. It makes us feel better. We have to find something real in all the fakery. Something to hold on to. And if it sings us a song while faking us out, all the better. It can be forgiven.
You want to know HOW.
Once you get the answer, your next question should be: WHAT FOR.
Ahhh. There's the million dollar question. But money's an illusion too. So it better be a good answer that transcends a pay off. And gets you reasons aplenty, and a purpose to it all.
Once you find out what for, you'll be able to step back through time and ascertain WHEN it began. Well, for The Beatles, it starts right at the beginning. That wasn't so bad was it? So now you can go further back in time and start seeing that when was a very very long time ago. Before we were ever born, or our parents, or theirs. Yup, go way back.
Once you go far back enough, you'll know WHO would benefit from doing it.
So wake up. Birds are singing. Worlds are turning. And we have been fooled for a very very long time. Nothing is real.