Thinking

Not gonna open the can of spaghettios I’m playing with right now, not here, not yet.

But hasta ask a question. If 2020 was strange (it was) and reality is always stranger than fiction; what if 2020 was only an overture of whats forthcoming?

I listening to some sources, reading things on RNA therapy’s, considering certain peeps history of genocidal ideology, or outright eugenic propositions, and their affiliations with big pharma,,,,(and where does the genetic material for these RNA experiments come from? The source is in every city and Burg in the US and the video expose uncovering it has been buried as “tinfoil hat wearer” material.)

Its no longer conspiracy theory when the shit is happening before your very eyes.

I’ll have more later. This history unfolding before us is gonna be ‘different’ if what I am reading has ANY merit.

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WINGS OF CHANGE

What happens when a wounded veteran, a computer genius, and a handful of fiercely independent misfits decide that the best way to change the world is to stop waiting for someone else to do it?

G has spent years flying from a wheelchair, learning to make the sky obey him even when his body won’t. T is a computer wizard with a mysterious past, an enormous extended family, and a talent for turning impossible ideas into working machines.

Together, they build things that shouldn’t exist.

Aircraft that push the limits of what remote flight can do. Technology born in garages and workshops instead of corporate boardrooms. And a community of people who have decided that family isn’t necessarily something you’re born into.

But building extraordinary machines attracts attention.

Soon G, T, and their growing family find themselves caught between government agencies, competing agendas, and people who would very much like to know exactly what they’re capable of. What began as tinkering and experimentation is becoming something far more consequential.

Because when you build something powerful enough to change the rules, eventually somebody comes looking for the keys.