When I was in community college one time this guy who looked about 50s, started talking to me, I can't remember why, or what we talked about. All I remember is he looked at me like he knew me and I can't remember who brought it up but we started talking about the project bluebeam conspiracy theory, and then he told me to read the book Angels Don't Play This HAARP. I never saw him again. For a long time I thought he was one of the men in black. I don't know how to explain it without sounding crazy. It was a vibe, like the dude fuckin knew me, the way he watched me, it was like I was a project being observed, and I was passing a test.
@tarperfume @kallisti this is what I do too
@kallisti I use frizz ease spray, the spray is somehow better than the cream
@picandor No idea, it's the next word that appeared in my thoughts
@doorroo stream of consciousness writing
@icedquinn @sophon Oh hey fellow nanotube aficionados ![]()
@icedquinn I'm just happy the armpit I happen to live in seems to be valuable to them so they won't scorch it or let it rot. I'm one of the mice that lives in the cupboard. In a mansion.
@kallisti Idk I think I may be seeing patterns where none exist
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