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Dat shockwave yall

Destroy Israel -> move to new Ukraine.

Or "Israel 2" as Zelensky said.

I think the zionists are genuinely done with the dot of land that is the holy land.

Iran and gaza destroy Israel.

"Oh my god its unnadah shoa"

The jewish people again stateless wandering....but this time its televised.

Ukraine gets bombed heavy too (while ((they)) sell expensive ammo)

Once enough Ukraine have died, organize peace, Ukraine is of course the most beloved country by the narrative... Helped by Ukraine offering tge Israeli refugees a home.

Ukraine that blood sacrificed itself to stand against evil russia...saved Europe single handed...

A state not just trusted with, but required to have an overboard military.

Khazaria returns

I'm moving Monday, putting all my stuff in a storage unit. I don't want to be in Milwaukee anymore. I need to spread my wings and GTFO of here. I'm sick of it here.
My soul is telling me to move out West, yet doesn't have a specific destination.

If you were in your 40s with no kids, no job, no car, where would you move to? And don't say Vegas because I've been there and did that YEARS ago and it was a big mistake.

I know it's a social faux pas to talk about dreams, but damn. This one won't let go.

People were talking about nuclear war. Somebody kept pressuring me about God: my disbelief, that I needed to get right, like now. I shrugged them off.

Then the stars disappeared. The color green went away. It just went away. Wherever there had been green, there wasn't any green any more. Then more colors started to go. Slowly, all of these things started just disappearing from the world, but not all at once. It was incremental.

And the realization dawns on me we are in some kind of matrix and it is being shut down.

The reason dream-talk is frowned on is because we all know you can't communicate to anybody else the significance of your dream experience. But God damn that dream has stuck with me all morning. The sense of absolute dread. I began praying in the dream, but the sense was that I was too late.

Some three different people came to me in the dream after that, all in states of panic, but all with different answers (we have to go to such and such a place, or we need to do such and such a thing; I can't remember any of their plans).

When I woke up, I thought: you need to stop paying attention to Israel for a while.