Some of us know.
Video related.
I see you.
Clearly, our perceptions are crossing.
It's thick in the air. I'm not used to the company.
I've been here before.
Maybe in dreams.
Makes no sense.
Nothing ever has, except that nothing makes sense.
I'd be out watching the stars by now but for some reason the mountain lions have moved in closer to the house. I only had to be chased into the door (very rare, porch light, obv humans which they avoid here) once before I got the point.
Coincidence?
Nature is speaking. Humans are screaming. Our minds are wandering and daughters are dreaming dreams within dreams now that they did as babes. What's calling to us, Anon?
It wasn't until I began communicating my dreams as an adult that I found they were unusual.
Real life feels like the dream.
In my dreams, I feel closer to what we're meant to be, if that makes sense. Things are more clear, no directions are needed. I just know, as a part of all of us does. Think about how little of our brains we use. That's an issue for me.
Not weird at all.
It's the night crew, Anon.
(all crews are the shit btw)
I stumbled my ass here on accident.
Now I know why.
Sure, I can dig and research and I have a personal vendetta against the cabal.
But I've always been different.
Different doesn't mean better, and it's a painful life. Odd thing is that I've never wanted to trade places with anyone else. I experience things differently than most or all around me to the point that the world is overwhelming as it is. Wasn't the case as much growing up, I could fake it.
Things seem to be headed toward something.
If nothing else we can all be weird together. That works for me.
Yes.
Together we are one mighty faggot.
And somehow even though there are a small number of US compared to the people of the world yet quite a few empaths (not speaking in a new age sense, just the literal definition, folks) and people who've been personally exposed to certain elements of this whole mess.
They key is that all have a role to play. Literally everyone. Tough ones, to those who need our help because caring for one another is at the core of who we are. Just a bit of late night ramble feel good from the heart. I can resume the battle cry come sun up.
Oh I'm here often, Anon.
Night shift is my comvfy place.
Even the shills (while we'd all like to kick them in the nuts) can be a catalyst.
I swear I dreamed of this damn place before I came. Never once got lost. -shrugs- Darned if I know.
My point being that time is not permanent. Only only matters because we think it does.
I do not.
Optimism may be a better word.
Don't get me wrong. I merely choose not to allow myself to be consumed by the anger. It has its place. Hope causes pain yes but with pain comes lessons. We're overdue.
The company is great, though. Serenity is certainly a desirable state. Not quite there.
So does our C&C and the white wabbit.
o7
Does anyone else feel late to a party at which the table is already set?
That feeling is driving me batshit.
soon.
You haven't lived my life.
-shrugs-
One should never put all of their eggs in one basket.
In no way would I encourage one to live in fantasy.
Not all choose to dream, nor for those dreams to be profound. Certainly nothing that makes one person better than another, either. All perception.
I'm the child of a cabal adoptee.
On the other side.
So I know the other side exists.
Who knows, Anon.
Nothing shocks me anymore. Not with the crap I've been digging up these days. Words cannot even express the level of wtf.
Oh no, I respect yours too.
I've served.
Anyone who has should be aware by this point that well, yeah. These people are fucking sick.
Let's put it this way, Anon.
I had to be laid down for them to draw blood.
I was so hellbent on being a good recruit that I nodded when asked if I felt okay. I lost track of the tubes they took but they take quite a few.
I had damage already though I hadn't connected it yet.
Now, I'm 30 and lucky if I can get through walking in a store for half an hour in the wrong pair of tennis shoes because the shots of pain in my hip cause an involuntary jerk of the leg that makes me look like a crackhead.
Knowing that, my stupid ass would still do it again if I could even last the trip to Great Lakes. Even the risk isn't enough to keep many from enlisting, because they want to keep their loved ones and their country safe. For so many it's an act of love. Most, maybe even. Some opportunity which is awesome too. So many bright futures cut short one way or another.
I'm afraid to ask if this night/morning can get any weirder.
I constantly watch, read and listen to so much random weird shit that they likely gave up years ago, or they're behind the weird ass lights.
-shrugs-
It's like the Hunger Games, only the people aren't as weird. I think we passed that in 2016. O.O ha.
Given it's 3am where I am be gentle, what does BZ stand for?
If nunya, no reply necessary.
o7
LMFAO that mudda isn't a legal American citizen
-falls over cackling-
I'm going to have nightmares of that image. Kudos. Holy crap lol.
I should add I've had a few bowls…
Wow.
Wowwwwwwwwww.
I was thinking something less obvious. Sleep deprivation ;)
I always say it out tbh lol.
It didn't cross my mind.
Drives me nuts when anyone says 'oh' versus 'zero'. I'm too literal at times.
Hmm….weaponized autism, anyone?
KEK.
Hoorah, Shipmate.
Hey, I was screamed at to yell Hoorah in my Div.
I was in the Spec Ops building though?
Perhaps that's why.
Hooyah I thought was the Seals.
I have no explanation other than that's what the RDC's said do, we did.
Oh, I was a Seabees brat if that makes a difference.
I know some who've said they only heard that from Seabeas, and I know at least one of my RDCs was as well as Seals work closely with them (my experience as a brat at Hueneme and Rosie Roads) and I was housed in the Arliegh, Seals galore.