I hope you can feel that too, anons.
It's like something is screaming at me out there. I hope this means it starts soon.
I'm not speaking of hearing anything. It's more of a feeling. Anons usually reference something about being empathic, but I'm really not sure. I've only ever felt a familiarity with the words anons describe when they talk about it. I wouldn't even know how to go about confirming such a thing…
But it's a feeling that emanates, or has been emanating recently, from people I've been around. It been weakening when I'm alone more noticeably lately.
I won't lie, these things are hard to find words for.
A few months before Q showed up I had just gotten a new job. I remember mentioning something to someone in passing who had shortly after revealed that they frequent half to me. Soon after I began lurking every single day. Eventually, I stumbled upon that fateful thread that lead me here.
I never would have believed anything like this roughly three years ago. Ever since I haven't been able to shake these feelings.
It's like something flipped a switch in me and there's no way the genie is getting back in this bottle.
Anon when was the last time an FBI Dir visited every single one of the field offices around the country?
No, seriously, has that ever happened before?
The curious thing about it is that I was already relatively familiar with you, anon. I suppose somewhere along the way I needed a break.
It's like no matter what I do I can't shake you bastards.
I guess what's really happening here is that we're all realizing there's no more running from the truth. It looks like none of us have a choice after all.
Prope finem
There are times I think something is trying to jolt me, to jolt us.
I'm merely building upon anon's theory.