My blog has given me the ability to become more confident in sharing my perceptions and dreams. Flashes of a day dream from earlier today are currently haunting me. Knock, knock, knock.
When the government knocks on your door, do you have any other choice but to answer? He was wearing a black hazmat suit. We were tested for COVID19. He said, “Your blood could save others.”
The variations in coloring between my family members was questioned. Some were taken, some were not. It didn’t make sense. That’s when I realized, once you accept that nothing makes sense; everything makes sense. Welcome to the Mad Hatter’s tea party.
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