I remember the night of the 16 election. I remember dread, the culmination of all of the years of seeing us all slip further into misery. I was still searching the web for signs of hope, all alone. Then I looked at the NYT meter that showed the chances of election- it had been pegged for hilz all night. then it started to move. That's when I knew we would win. So I slipped into my life and happily watched Trump do his thing. Then when covid hit I searched for others like me because there was more work to be done. And here I am, not alone anymore. Here to help. We're all here to help aren't we? So what will we tell them? I'll tell them simply- It's time for us to stop being slaves.
When the normies come to you in a panic and ask "WHATS HAPPENING!?" .. What will you tell them?
WWG1WGA
Your story is an echo of mine. Everyone gave up and went to sleep (election night), or bought into the fear (covid), or buried their heads in the sand (literally everything else). But I stayed awake and watched, I researched things, when people were about to crack open with the weight of the fear they were carrying around, they saw me stand like a rock with nary a care.
They are moths to a flame. Gotta be that flame. I don't know what I'm going to say when they ask "what's happening" - I will open my mouth and will let God decide what comes out at that point. I hope I don't go full snark and say, "I spent years researching so you don't have to - but I'm going to make you go do your part now and research also, otherwise you're just not going to believe anything I say."
Imagine how stupid they think I am when I tell them that an extinction level event is coming at us within the next 24 years or so. I think I'll wait and not tell them that part. Literally NCSWIC. Double meanings exist, indeed.
Great resposne.
You mean E.L.E. such as a solar micronova?
yep, that's the one