Anon's, I love your optimism. I have always admired it and I must admit, it's kept me going when I truly felt all was lost. You always illuminate even the slightest glimmer of hope and give us something to cling to. It's a daily struggle to hang on anymore. The rope burns my hands, calloused skin tears free, exposing pink, tender skin that burns anew. The wind howls all around and darkness below waits patiently with a gaping maw. I've never asked for much, I don't cry for massive results and arrests. If what Q tells us is true, they'll come in due time. My only wish is to see the bad actors, stop winning and rattling their sabers. Such a long road to travel, uphill both ways through a blizzard. Surely this is the path our parents took to school? So often I just want to let go and give in, allowing death and submission to swallow me whole, embrace the sweet ebony darkness and be consumed by it all… it's then and there in that moment, one of you ignites the smallest of sparks. A flame grows, we fan it into a roaring fire and hope returns. I push on through the mire and muck, searching for a secure foothold… I know it has to be there. I trust in Q, I trust in the plan. I can't let go… for the second I fall, one of you seems to catch me. Just wanted to say thanks for being here and being part of our team. salutes anons.
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False flags predicted for Houston on the 4th. Does anyone have any info on what is being done to prevent, or how we can assist?
Nevermind. I would like to take back all the nice things I've said this morning. Goodbye anons and good luck following the white rabbit.