(self repasta from end of last bread)
i had a revelation this morning.
somehow Trump/Q+/Q have locked us all in the same single timeline. the odds of us all witnessing the events as they played out last week are so infinitesimally small, the nick of the ear, the one in a million put down shot, the impossible to plan high speed capture of the bullet.
our collective timelines hit a common junction at some point in our pasts and now we are "locked in" headed for a single possible destination.
wwg1wga
because we must.
I've had my own tribulations this week. I have been stabbed, shot, poisoned, frozen, hung, electrocuted, and burned….by all accounts i should be dead. And yet every morning I wake up without a scratch on me, not a dent in the fender… my initial take was that I am an immortal.
but thinking more about it I'm pretty sure i just have to reach the same destination as the rest of you.
o7
(SHILLS, help me test my theory, i think you're here for the same reason and probably also invincible)