Encounter in the Tunnel

I will tell you the story of the last time I went into the haunted tunnel. Weird stuff had occurred in the tunnel before; those are stories for another time.

The last time, though, in the haunted tunnel… We were mostly sober. Three of us were going through the tunnel. It started as a usual trip.

So it was normal through the mile-long tunnel. It's dark and spooky. A chill ran through me. I was down in the tunnel just talking about old times. Normally, you can see light from each side of the tunnel.

Suddenly, the light from both sides of the tunnel disappeared. Suddenly, a voice said, "Run." Then a growl. I told them to run! So I ran out as fast as I could, with my friends behind me. When we got out, they were pale. I asked, "Why are you so quiet?" They said something pushed them out of the way, and something cold passed through one's body. It was trying to get me.I will tell you the story of the last time I went into the haunted tunnel. Weird stuff had occurred in the tunnel before; those are stories for another time.

The last time, though, in the haunted tunnel… We were mostly sober. Three of us were going through the tunnel. It started as a usual trip.

So it was normal through the mile-long tunnel. It's dark and spooky. A chill ran through me. I was down in the tunnel just talking about old times. Normally, you can see light from each side of the tunnel.

Suddenly, the light from both sides of the tunnel disappeared. Suddenly, a voice said, "Run." Then a growl. I told them to run! So I ran out as fast as I could, with my friends behind me. When we got out, they were pale. I asked, "Why are you so quiet?" They said something pushed them out of the way, and something cold passed through one's body. It was trying to get me.

Stroke survivor is it

 So three strokes  the last ont took some my vision. Was cause in my view by Jonson and Jonson vaccine. 

Strokes changes your life. Your change by it. When you survived your are different.

It  shattered your  life. No understands but you.  Is a tuff situation. 

You can't fully explain it to anyone. 

 The loneliness of the life.

Many take a different approach  some can't handle it.

ELON MUSK

So Elon Musk what do i think about him. So he is wicked smart. He is doing good work for DOGE. Finding corruption in the government and helping us find out the truth. When he bought Twitter. The Twitter files exposed alot. The censorship was massive under Joe  Biden.  Then when he took over Changed name  rebranding it  X. He Fired 80 % of the staff and it was more efficient and made more money.  I want Elon Musk to do the same for the USA 🇺🇸 government. 

So that's what I hope for  under the new Golden Age of America.  

 Elon Musk, born on June 28, 1971, in Pretoria, South Africa, is a billionaire entrepreneur, investor, and political figure known for founding and leading multiple high-profile companies. He is the CEO and chief engineer of SpaceX, where he has significantly impacted the aerospace industry by developing reusable rockets and advancing space exploration. Musk is also the CEO and product architect of Tesla, Inc., revolutionizing the automotive industry with electric vehicles and sustainable energy solutions. 

He purchased Twitter in 2022, rebranding it to X, where he has been both praised and criticized for his management style, particularly for promoting free speech while also being accused of allowing misinformation and hate speech to proliferate. Musk's political views have evolved, identifying as a "free speech absolutist" and more recently supporting right-wing and conservative causes, including backing Donald Trump in the 2024 U.S. presidential election.

Underground

 Many cities have there under ground.  You would think of Seattle  or Portland. There is also underground Tacoma bars and courthouse  underground. Very few have been granted permission to go down  ant see it. The football field in the movie 10 things in hate about you.  Is one of the access points. 

There is also underground in Astoria Oregon.  I have a theory that a small town in eastern Washington has one to. I've had my suspicions for 30 years. I will let you know 

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My thoughts Saturday 1st

 So is saturday the first of february. I took a day not to post. Because things going in my life. I choose not to talk about it for now. I would like my life to be. Less stressful and just to enjoy life itself. But it doesn't work that way.Always.Where are you at all. What saddens me? It's being disabled and not able drive and being. It's a huge fan of the outdoors and of taking pictures. I'll classify myself as an amateur photographer. Wanna be. I would love to go to all these places. I see that many other photographers go in the northwest and take pictures of beautiful waterfalls n b f o lakes and beautiful forest. But I can't, without somebody driving me and I have no  one to drive me. Ideally I was like a girlfriend, then we can experience the beauty and uh, uh, of these places together. Unfortunately, I don't have a girlfriend. Haven't had a girlfriend like six years. So I have to make do was the pictures.I can take the places I can go. Like I had somebody drive me to the cemetery.Where my friend is. I saw her grave. II took pictures of the grave, and then I took pictures of the beautiful buildings and ponds, what's up? Geese and ducks and those pictures turned out awesome. So that is an example of how I saw what I had to do wanted to do and combine that with picture taking. Any things you couldn't understand in this bug. F, BS I'm dictating it, not writing it, and I'm not going back to fix the mistakes. I'm sorry.

A POEM FOR GEN. X

 

Here's a rhyming poem for Gen X kids about growing up:

In the '80s we roamed, under neon lights so bright,

Gen X kids, we knew how to make the day just right.

With Walkmans strapped to our jeans, and mixtapes](https://x.com/i/grok?text=ixtapes)) in our hands,

We danced through life to the beat, across suburban lands.

We had no cell phones, no texts, just quarters for the call,

At the payphone on the corner, we'd tell our friends it all.

We'd ride our bikes 'til sunset, no helmets on our heads,

The wind in our hair, we'd shout, "This is how freedom spreads!"

Saturday mornings, cartoons ruled the TV screen,

Transformers, He-Man, G.I. Joe, we'd seen them all, we'd been.

Afternoons were for arcades, quarters tight in our fists,

Beating high scores at Pac-Man, we wouldn't settle for the least.

We knew the joy of mixtapes, and the art of VCR,

Recording music off the radio, we were stars, by far.

We learned from "The Breakfast Club," and "Ferris Bueller's Day Off,"

That life was more than just school, it was about to take off.

We played outside 'til dark, street lights our curfew set,

Kickball, tag, or hide and seek, we never had to fret.

Our childhood was analog, our memories pure and true,

Gen X, we grew up wild, our spirits free and new.

So here's to us, the latchkey kids, with mullets and big hair,

We grew up in the greatest time, with heart and soul to spare.

We might be older now, but we've got stories to tell,

Of growing up in the '80s, when life was just swell.

HOW I MADE HOMELESS PERSON FLEE!

 Well welcome to my shit show of my life. 

So story  one (there is more)

So this happened just less than week ago. I actually makes a homeless person want to leave. So i ran into a homeless man. He just want some change for a cigarette. I then wouldn't stop talking. He was trying to end the conversation. I did not get it. I'm so lonely i make homeless people unconfirmed.  Finally he had to say "I really  have to go" 

I'm sure he did not suddenly have something to do.  I made this guy think i gave get the fuck away from me. 

I made a homeless person feet unsafe.