Anonymous ID: 91df44 Feb. 4, 2022, 11:05 a.m. No.15545336   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5429 >>5445 >>5630

These are strange days. On a daily basis, I'm always alternating between despair and hope.

Watching the world burn with only this Q thing has a faint glimmer. Sometimes wondering if it's even real. The race-mixing. The mass migration. The degradation of everything our ancestors wanted to gift to us.

Then I feel so hopeful that I get kinda emotional. Either way, the world's about to change. Q will change it. Even if Q isn't real, tech will change it. AI, VR, quantum computers, nano-tech, robots, etc. The world's about to get bat-shit crazy weird. And being adrift in that uncontrollable chaos is what gives me hope.

Anonymous ID: 91df44 Feb. 4, 2022, 11:36 a.m. No.15545556   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>5572 >>5620

>>15545538

clocks never say anything coherent. They just post a clock with some of the circles darkned, along with a web of graphs, Q drops and images. With the vague hint that something's about to happen.

Anonymous ID: 91df44 Feb. 4, 2022, 11:45 a.m. No.15545638   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>15545604

Early 2000s. Before the ocean of free internet porn, I would count down the days for when I could see Stacy Keibler step in and out of the ring. Those fuckin' legs.