Could be half psyops and half unveiling of what was here before This present world. Like the governments are trying to duplicate and take credit for something left by us before the fall of the world before this one existed. A class between Echoes of a prehistoric planet, and present governments using psyops to cover up what has been unearthed.
Good point. A lot of the old world seems in your face, lots of anomalies. As to unearthing, seems like the powers-that-be have long had an interest in antiquities, and have seized them, or made sites off-limits. With the drones, they appear pretty advanced, so you wonder…
The wold of the 72 still buried underneath the simulation, breaking through. Perhaps the 2077 spell-code/ command was a successful run. The glass of the inversion is breaking around us piece by piece. And it's like they would rather tell us that it is something they crated, when in truth the real world of puchbowl is waking up. So frightening to mind's of inner dialog Lovecraft would rather call it a monster. The overgrowth around your ritual area is like a seal only you can open. A signal of the simulation crash.
Could be half psyops and half unveiling of what was here before This present world. Like the governments are trying to duplicate and take credit for something left by us before the fall of the world before this one existed. A class between Echoes of a prehistoric planet, and present governments using psyops to cover up what has been unearthed.
Good point. A lot of the old world seems in your face, lots of anomalies. As to unearthing, seems like the powers-that-be have long had an interest in antiquities, and have seized them, or made sites off-limits. With the drones, they appear pretty advanced, so you wonder…
The wold of the 72 still buried underneath the simulation, breaking through. Perhaps the 2077 spell-code/ command was a successful run. The glass of the inversion is breaking around us piece by piece. And it's like they would rather tell us that it is something they crated, when in truth the real world of puchbowl is waking up. So frightening to mind's of inner dialog Lovecraft would rather call it a monster. The overgrowth around your ritual area is like a seal only you can open. A signal of the simulation crash.