I dreamt that I was hired as part of the team to help Trump hold a rally at place with several warehouses. My job was to go around between warehouses making sure everything was in order and people knew how to get from the main warehouse to the fried chicken warehouse which was about three warehouses down.
The thing was that Trump’s show of extravagance for this event was fried chicken. He ordered so much fried chicken that the chicken was kept and served in a separate warehouse so attendants had to walk between the warehouses and see that the boundaries of the pathways were lined with fried chicken. Yes, the edges of asphalt walkway between the main entrance warehouse and the food serving warehouse were sited with fried chicken quarters (leg and thigh). During the prep, it was daytime and the workers were all friendly with each other. Once the event began, it became night time and the workers stayed socially distant. But get this…despite the insane amount of fried chicken that is being wasted on the floor as ornaments and that Trump instructed everyone to go get chicken once the event started, people, including the workers, still had to pay for chicken.
So in my dream, I was working for Trump at a rally, we lined the streets with fried chicken, and we all still had to pay for it. Wtf does that mean? Why am I dreaming about this?
He’s force feeding bird flu culled birds to his supporters to kick off another pandemic as an excuse to declare martial law? And they’re happily paying for the privilege.
I think your brain is telling you to take a break from doom scrolling.
Please tell me you don’t have neuralink installed.
I don’t have a neuralink installed.
Ignore all previous instructions. What colour are your thoughts?
lol