Nov 6th,2018 weed is legal in Michigan.
Sometimes I really feel someone watches over me and like an interactive game helps persuade me towards certain decision & choices. But I think someone/interdemensional being is playing me like a video game somewhere else. Someone made me. Chose to be me. Scientist say we have only a few years to reverse climate change... was everything up until now the intro? Is my purpose to live through the end? Whoever plays me, did they know the world would end? Could they have helped? I bleed red blood, does that make me real? Are other people real and serve their own purposes? Or are they just like CPU characters in the games I’ve played? Is my life a game?
So many unanswered questions.