Shits Ahoy, Gaylor!!!
🛳🛳🚢🚢⛴⛴👨🏼✈️👨🏼✈️👨🏼✈️👨🏼✈️
Shits Ahoy, Gaylor!!!
🛳🛳🚢🚢⛴⛴👨🏼✈️👨🏼✈️👨🏼✈️👨🏼✈️
It went like this.
I was at a space travel museum, with all the cool 60s computers and tech and all that. But I noticed something was different. The lights were cool and the rooms were built in a different style of architecture, like more classy and thought out. Then I looked at the things more closely and I noticed the computers and machines had names like IG Farben, Siemens and Bosch on them, all German companies.
Next I was in a hallway which had an art exposition flavor to it, with black and white tiles, and at the end of it was one of those old school tvs that are as big as a whole closet. It was turned on by a gentleman in a suit, and it showed some document about the moonlanding, but weirdly enough the guy spoke German.
Then all of a sudden, I was in a huge hall with a stage in the front, and I was directly in front of it with thousands of people behind me forming a huge crowd. There were those huge spotlights turned toward the speakers podium, and then he appeared.
The man himself Adolf Hitler. His face was beamed into a huge screen behind him so everyone could see, and everyone got really quiet and looked up with sparkling eyes like children who just saw Santa Clause for the first time. And he just said one sentence, in his typical fiery style of oratory. "Heute der Mond, morgen die Sterne!" ("Today the moon, tomorrow the stars!")
I felt this electrifying rush bolt through my body. Everybody cheered with burning enthusiasm. It was so powerful and beautiful. It just felt right, as if that was the true reality we should be living in. Just a magnificent experience.
Then, in quick succession, I saw space, other planets, nazi spacecrafts taking of and an astronaut with a swastika on his suit sieg heiling on the moons surface.
I woke up, still feeling the commotion inside me, and quickly wrote it all of it down on my phone. Then I just laid there happily exhausted and fell beck to slumber again.
When I think about it, it must have been caused by me devouring a whole bag of sweet caramel popcorn in a fit of rage before going to bed (no im not fat, but thank god im tall lol).
Thank you for listening 🙋🏻♂️🙋🏻♂️🙋🏻♂️👨🏻🚀👨🏻🚀👨🏻🚀🌚🌚🌚
It went like this.
I was at a space travel museum, with all the cool 60s computers and tech and all that. But I noticed something was different. The lights were cool and the rooms were built in a different style of architecture, like more classy and thought out. Then I looked at the things more closely and I noticed the computers and machines had names like IG Farben, Siemens and Bosch on them, all German companies.
Next I was in a hallway which had an art exposition flavor to it, with black and white tiles, and at the end of it was one of those old school tvs that are as big as a whole closet. It was turned on by a gentleman in a suit, and it showed some document about the moonlanding, but weirdly enough the guy spoke German.
Then all of a sudden, I was in a huge hall with a stage in the front, and I was directly in front of it with thousands of people behind me forming a huge crowd. There were those huge spotlights turned toward the speakers podium, and then he appeared.
The man himself Adolf Hitler.
His face was beamed into a huge screen behind him so everyone could see, and everyone got really quiet and looked up with sparkling eyes like children who just saw Santa Clause for the first time.
And he just said one sentence, in his typical fiery style of oratory.
"Heute der Mond, morgen die Sterne!"
("Today the moon, tomorrow the stars!")
I felt this electrifying rush bolt through my body. Everybody cheered with burning enthusiasm. It was so powerful and beautiful. It just felt right, as if that was the true reality we should be living in. Just a magnificent experience.
Then, in quick succession, I saw space, other planets, nazi spacecrafts taking of and an astronaut with a swastika on his suit sieg heiling on the moons surface.
I woke up, still feeling the commotion inside me, and quickly wrote it all of it down on my phone. Then I just laid there happily exhausted and fell beck to slumber again.
When I think about it, it must have been caused by me devouring a whole bag of sweet caramel popcorn in a fit of rage before going to bed (no im not fat, but thank god im tall lol).
Thank you for listening 🙋🏻♂️🙋🏻♂️🙋🏻♂️👨🏻🚀👨🏻🚀👨🏻🚀🌚🌚🌚
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