• Can’t be a cult; we don’t know who our leader(s) is/are, and they kept insisting that we learn to think for ourselves...
• Accomplished that which would most undermine the cabal; woke up millions of smart, leading-edge thinkers, got us looking and digging, and made sure we would find each other and organize...
• Apparently communicated simultaneously to five audiences:...
o Themselves...
o Anons...
o The DS (worldwide)...
o Domestic friendlies (military and civilian)...
o Foreign friendlies (military and civilian)...
• Kept morale high for Anons while reducing odds of civil unrest/war...
• Helped us dig into and expose the corruption and crimes of:...
o Our Congress and Senate...
o Our previous Presidents...
o Our local politicians and judges...
o Big Pharma...
o Mainstream Media...
o Social Media platforms...
o Central Bankers and the federal reserve...
o Wall Street...
o Hollywood and the music industry...
• Gave us a “rearview mirror” to use for red pilling as today’s news often points to previous Q drops...
• Showed us where to dig and then left us to our own devices...
• Occasionally chided us when we either missed nuggets in a dig or suggested we move and dig elsewhere...
• Trained us to distrust EVERYTHING and EVERYONE until properly vetted/sauced...
Double meanings.
Half of my mind is in the dream world.
"They" made me this way when they gave me narcolepsy.
Sometimes, while I'm still awake, I feel as if I'm in a dream. It's then that I feel like I can see through things for what they are wont to be, not simply as they are.
God's humor is such that he crafts his tools from the shattered beams left in the wake of the enemy's temper tantrums. He took me from a shattered beam and made me a humble shutter slat. Half of me faces inwards, towards the sleeping world. The other half faces outward, catching the Rays of the Holy Spirit in the time to come.
Everything I do is at an angle, though. Half truth, half speculation.
I am not a window that can open to shed light and wake the sleeping abruptly. I am one among many of those half asleep, half awake that is embedded in a frame and hinged to the wall. When the Master of the house decides to let the light in, I will move for him.
In the mean time, I will strain to tilt myself so as not to obstruct all light. Some will shed through to the floor, and others like me will join to show lines of light and dark. It's up to you to decide if it is a dark world with lines of light, or a light world bleeding through a barrier of dark.
As for me, I know for certain it is a light world. But I also know that at least half of me contributes to the darkened barrier. This time of waking, of sleepy dudes, is my time to shine. God made me a shutter slat to let the light in, slowly, such that it is not harsh to the tired, waking eyes, and that's what I intend to do.
Damn Dude...you weave sentences like lace.
Today is a weird day. I'm sleeping awake right now.
If you ever get the feeling of Deja Vu, imagine that but playing in the background like a theme song.
Tonight is gonna be rough...
This is how I feel when I drink too much and go to bed. It's like my brain never fully turns off and still accepts all of the signals that are usually ignored when resting so it's like I'm asleep physically but when my alarm goes off the next day I'm not awakened and instead just roll out of bed as if I was never asleep at all with memories of all the sounds I heard through the night. Great posts tho dude. Got an uncle with that affliction and used to think it would be so cool to be able to nap whenever. Then I realized he's almost never seen the end of a movie if he doesn't start it towards the middle.
God only sends what you can manage and what He's sending you sounds quite magical.
Hemingway. Is that you?
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Sheer poetry. 💕