Chey’s Lounge

What are we trying for? Who are we allowing ourselves to be controlled by and why? It feels pointless to write into this void right now. I feel like a lot of other people are feeling like me but we’re all frozen in the place we’re in. Everything feels like a joke or fake or a fake joke. Sometimes some people do shit that’s so egregious it makes me develop a level of respect for people who I thought do sketchy shit but not nearly to the extent as others. Just overheard someone say it all started with the Cuban missile crisis. Idk the context but I believe her. 

Is the weird energy/shift people have been feeling in recent years due to the poles shifting. We can make a change. But then it’ll all be the same. How can we make it so the story ends differently this time? There’s pinches of truth sprinkled around. At least Elon isn’t happy. It brings me some solace to know that. It’s depressing after a second because then you realize he’ll scorch our Earth looking for satiation. 

How did Steven Hawkins live so long?