the man from the sales department tries to sell me on crypto. suddenly I am holding a gun. The Man From Sales suddenly is terrified, but cannot pull himself away. He tries to sell me timeshares. He tries to sell me green powder drink from youtube. He tries to sell me a used car. He tries to sell me bullets. I wake up
reality is the battlefield
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in reply to @NireBryce's post:
Finally getting to bullets demonstrates, well it demonstrates something like situational awareness but maybe not the right kind