I NEED the market to take a massive shit. It's been weeks and I've been eating peanuts and bread during closing times at Panera. My hair is growing too far out to blend in. Please Q. I'm literally crying like a damn baby hoping for a better tomorrow. I'm living in a car that doesn't run, bumming Wi-Fi from an old friend's parents house and Starbucks. This rain has been brutal lately. I just need to be free.
God, I hope you're right. I pray to GOD ALMIGHTY, Q is right. I've never been so helpless and a bit hopeless in my life. Don't let us down, Q. I haven't seen my own flesh and blood in years and I'm losing hope they won't recognize me, let alone care for the love I have for them.
Pray for me lads. Pray for Q. Pray for this country that our President is trying to protect. I need this all to work out. I want to tend to God's sheep and help people but I can't in my current state.
I hope this decrease of material things will allow me to be increased to have testimony of truth and light.
Bless you all. I've just been trying to do some gematria work to keep my mind sharp. Funny enough, I figured out who was going to win the Ticket Guardian NASCAR race down to 4 potential winners and turned out to be right. I'm too poor to place any wagers so it's just for fun. Got the March Madness wins too. I'm only saying this because the last few sporting matches have seemed to have a connection with the numbers too. Oh well. Oversharing just to stay sane with this cabin fever. You're my family now bros.