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I went to both Jasmine Crockett’s and James Talarico’s final election Eve rallies. These events could not have been more different. My experiences at both made me convinced of who was going to win tomorrow. Crockett’s event was a “Community Conversation with Congresswomen Crockett, Pressley & Grijalva” at New Faith Church. About ~100 people attended. Talarico’s event was a “Take Back Texas Tour: Rally in Houston.” About ~1,000 people attended. Crockett’s event started nearly an hour later. The pews were half full, and the energy just wasn’t there. I don’t think Crockett’s event was designed to be energetic, but it just wasn’t inspiring. The speakers and the crowd were older, and at one point, one older speaker said “Tomorrow, use Google and Social Media to get your friends to go out and vote.” What does that even mean? Some members of the media left before the event was even over. Crockett’s message was constantly negative against Republicans. There was a lot of focus on identity, too. On how it was really cool that most of the people on stage were congressWOMEN. I would say that crowd of ~100 was 90% black and skewed older On the other hand, Talarico’s event was packed. He had several speakers speak before him to rally up the crowd. The energy was there. When Talarico came on stage, everyone went crazy. Talarico gave his classic stump speak that he’s given at other rallies, but you could tell he was hitting his stride. Talarico’s crowd was more diverse and included a mix and white and Latino people (probably 45% each). I would guess the rest was 5% black and 5% Asian. Talarico didn’t lean into identity, but his message was one of love, and his biggest applause lines were that he was going to win. After the rally concluded, they announced that Talarico would meet anyone and take pictures with anyone that wanted to. The line went out the door. I was in the first half and was able to meet him, but it probably took hours to get through everyone. My conclusion: the late momentum is 100% with Talarico. His campaign is a well oiled machine. There were volunteers with yellow vests everywhere, and they were very aware that the Kalshi odds had them having a last minute surge. My on the ground experience explains why Talarico has jumped 18% from 67% to 85% in the last 24 hours on the Kalshi odds. Momentum means everything in a primary, and let me tell you, James Talarico HAS THE JUICE. I think he wins by double digits

Benjamin Freeman

764,513 görüntüleme • 5 ay önce

If you've never heard of Project Looking Glass, it is usually chucked away instantly. The story kind of goes like this. According to people who say they were briefed on it, the project was about observing possible futures. Early on, the system allegedly showed branching timelines. Different outcomes based on different decisions. War avoided here. Collapse delayed there. Then something changed. Past a certain point, the futures stopped branching and began collapsing into the same outcome over and over again. Operators claimed they could adjust variables, policies, technologies, even disclosure itself, and the end result barely moved. The details shifted a bit, but the outcome didn’t. Some versions say this is when the project was shut down. Others say it wasn’t shut down, but sidelined, because a machine that shows you the future you can’t change is worse than useless. It would destabilize everything. Governments. Religion. Even motivation. If that discovery was real, it would explain a lot of strange behavior over the last century. I don't know if its real, but it lines up with older patterns. Ancient texts that talk about fixed cycles. Civilizations that plan for collapse instead of preventing it. The idea that momentum eventually overrides choice. If Looking Glass was real, It would mean there are phases where systems become so heavy that steering doesn't really matter anymore. If someone saw it clearly, it might explain why so many decisions since then feel like preparation for something no one is saying out loud.

If you've never heard of Project Looking Glass, it is usually chucked away instantly. The story kind of goes like this. According to people who say they were briefed on it, the project was about observing possible futures. Early on, the system allegedly showed branching timelines. Different outcomes based on different decisions. War avoided here. Collapse delayed there. Then something changed. Past a certain point, the futures stopped branching and began collapsing into the same outcome over and over again. Operators claimed they could adjust variables, policies, technologies, even disclosure itself, and the end result barely moved. The details shifted a bit, but the outcome didn’t. Some versions say this is when the project was shut down. Others say it wasn’t shut down, but sidelined, because a machine that shows you the future you can’t change is worse than useless. It would destabilize everything. Governments. Religion. Even motivation. If that discovery was real, it would explain a lot of strange behavior over the last century. I don't know if its real, but it lines up with older patterns. Ancient texts that talk about fixed cycles. Civilizations that plan for collapse instead of preventing it. The idea that momentum eventually overrides choice. If Looking Glass was real, It would mean there are phases where systems become so heavy that steering doesn't really matter anymore. If someone saw it clearly, it might explain why so many decisions since then feel like preparation for something no one is saying out loud.

Jason Wilde

115,140 görüntüleme • 6 ay önce

RUNAWAY FINAL EP #หนีไปก็ตายเปล่าครั้งสุดท้าย #RunawayTheSeries #หนีไปก็ตายเปล่า First of all, let’s talk about the ending. In the series, we added a scene of them going on a trip after being discharged from the hospital. However, the ending everyone saw was the conclusion of the "main story," which follows the original novel. Initially, I intended to end it right there, but I felt it wasn't satisfying enough. So, I added a special chapter specifically to crush Korn even further. Now, let's get to the point. For anyone wondering when Boon was actually possessed, I’m going to reveal everything here. (Please look at the attached images for context on each scene.) Boon was protected by the Moon Deity and possessed her own magical spells, making it impossible for ghosts to harm or retain her. In EP4, when Boon returned to pack her things, her mother inscribed mystic symbols on her right palm to boost her power so she could fight Jomkwan, knowing her vengeance was powerful. If you look closely, every time Jomkwan touched Boon, her hands would burn so hot that smoke appeared. Yet, she fought through the pain without showing it. However, all those protective spells were destroyed the moment Boon grabbed the ritual knife to deflect it from stabbing Win. Once her guardian deity's power weakened, it was game over. Jomkwan began planning to possess Boon the moment she touched her and didn't feel the heat anymore. This is why she stared at Boon for so long; she was calculating. She then tricked everyone into a false sense of security, acting as if she had surrendered and was leaving. The possession actually started the second when Win said, "Let’s finish what we started." Being cunning, Jomkwan slowly took over Boon’s body bit by bit, thinking Boon wouldn't notice. She feared that if she knew, she would use her magic to resist. But she was wrong. Boon knew exactly what was happening, yet she "willingly" let her possess her. Out of guilt for what she had done in the past, she saw this as the only way to atone for her adoptive sister. It was actually Jomkwan who didn't realize Boon was letting her in. The possession became 100% complete after the vacation house was burned down, once all ties were severed and there were no obligations left. Note: Since Jomkwan didn't just want to possess her but wanted to claim the body as her own, Boon’s soul passed away as a result. Regarding Jompol Monk’s advice to burn the house, it wasn't because he wanted to help her. He only realized what was happening after Jomkwan had already fully possessed Boon. She was so convincing that she even fooled a monk. Jomkwan's playfulness in Boon's body when they leave the hospital, and she asks, "Ghosts?" There was no longer any reason to make Win see ghosts, because the real ghost - Jomkwan - was standing right in front of her. Win only truly started to realize something was wrong because the feeling of being near this fake Boon changed. She didn't feel the same heart-fluttering sensation she felt with the real Boon or Thamon. It wasn't until she saw the reflection in the mirror that she finally knew the truth. My favorite line is: "Oops! So you finally realized?" The tone is so mocking and provocative. It perfectly conveys Jomkwan taunting Win, showing her that even though she ran away, it was all for nothing.

RUNAWAY FINAL EP #หนีไปก็ตายเปล่าครั้งสุดท้าย #RunawayTheSeries #หนีไปก็ตายเปล่า First of all, let’s talk about the ending. In the series, we added a scene of them going on a trip after being discharged from the hospital. However, the ending everyone saw was the conclusion of the "main story," which follows the original novel. Initially, I intended to end it right there, but I felt it wasn't satisfying enough. So, I added a special chapter specifically to crush Korn even further. Now, let's get to the point. For anyone wondering when Boon was actually possessed, I’m going to reveal everything here. (Please look at the attached images for context on each scene.) Boon was protected by the Moon Deity and possessed her own magical spells, making it impossible for ghosts to harm or retain her. In EP4, when Boon returned to pack her things, her mother inscribed mystic symbols on her right palm to boost her power so she could fight Jomkwan, knowing her vengeance was powerful. If you look closely, every time Jomkwan touched Boon, her hands would burn so hot that smoke appeared. Yet, she fought through the pain without showing it. However, all those protective spells were destroyed the moment Boon grabbed the ritual knife to deflect it from stabbing Win. Once her guardian deity's power weakened, it was game over. Jomkwan began planning to possess Boon the moment she touched her and didn't feel the heat anymore. This is why she stared at Boon for so long; she was calculating. She then tricked everyone into a false sense of security, acting as if she had surrendered and was leaving. The possession actually started the second when Win said, "Let’s finish what we started." Being cunning, Jomkwan slowly took over Boon’s body bit by bit, thinking Boon wouldn't notice. She feared that if she knew, she would use her magic to resist. But she was wrong. Boon knew exactly what was happening, yet she "willingly" let her possess her. Out of guilt for what she had done in the past, she saw this as the only way to atone for her adoptive sister. It was actually Jomkwan who didn't realize Boon was letting her in. The possession became 100% complete after the vacation house was burned down, once all ties were severed and there were no obligations left. Note: Since Jomkwan didn't just want to possess her but wanted to claim the body as her own, Boon’s soul passed away as a result. Regarding Jompol Monk’s advice to burn the house, it wasn't because he wanted to help her. He only realized what was happening after Jomkwan had already fully possessed Boon. She was so convincing that she even fooled a monk. Jomkwan's playfulness in Boon's body when they leave the hospital, and she asks, "Ghosts?" There was no longer any reason to make Win see ghosts, because the real ghost - Jomkwan - was standing right in front of her. Win only truly started to realize something was wrong because the feeling of being near this fake Boon changed. She didn't feel the same heart-fluttering sensation she felt with the real Boon or Thamon. It wasn't until she saw the reflection in the mirror that she finally knew the truth. My favorite line is: "Oops! So you finally realized?" The tone is so mocking and provocative. It perfectly conveys Jomkwan taunting Win, showing her that even though she ran away, it was all for nothing.

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90,178 görüntüleme • 8 ay önce

This was tilmed yesterday atternoon at Compassion Animal Shelter in Richmond, Virginia. The woman is Margaret. 82 years old. The dog is Bella. Eleven-year-old Cocker Spaniel. Margaret and Bella have been together for eleven years. Margaret's husband passed away three years ago. She managed on her own until last month when she had a serious health emergency. Spent two weeks in the hospital. Came home to find she can't manage stairs anymore. Can't walk Bella. Can't care for herself properly. Her daughter found her an assisted living facility that doesn't allow pets. Margaret stood in our hallway yesterday with the surrender papers on Margaret stood in our hallway yesterday with the surrender papers on a clipboard. Hands shaking so badly she could barely hold the pen. Tears dripping onto the forms. Our intake coordinator was trying to help her through it gently. But Bella knew something was wrong. She pressed herself against Margaret's legs. Trembling. Started pawing at Margaret's skirt. Over and over. Like she was trying to get Margaret's attention. Trying to ask what was happening. Margaret tried to keep signing. Made it through the first page. Then Bella pawed at her again. Harder. More desperate. Margaret dropped the pen. She collapsed to the floor... and then she gave it all up and went back home with Bella.

This was tilmed yesterday atternoon at Compassion Animal Shelter in Richmond, Virginia. The woman is Margaret. 82 years old. The dog is Bella. Eleven-year-old Cocker Spaniel. Margaret and Bella have been together for eleven years. Margaret's husband passed away three years ago. She managed on her own until last month when she had a serious health emergency. Spent two weeks in the hospital. Came home to find she can't manage stairs anymore. Can't walk Bella. Can't care for herself properly. Her daughter found her an assisted living facility that doesn't allow pets. Margaret stood in our hallway yesterday with the surrender papers on Margaret stood in our hallway yesterday with the surrender papers on a clipboard. Hands shaking so badly she could barely hold the pen. Tears dripping onto the forms. Our intake coordinator was trying to help her through it gently. But Bella knew something was wrong. She pressed herself against Margaret's legs. Trembling. Started pawing at Margaret's skirt. Over and over. Like she was trying to get Margaret's attention. Trying to ask what was happening. Margaret tried to keep signing. Made it through the first page. Then Bella pawed at her again. Harder. More desperate. Margaret dropped the pen. She collapsed to the floor... and then she gave it all up and went back home with Bella.

Gabriele Corno

833,637 görüntüleme • 1 ay önce

I made over 2.5 million dollars this past week betting sports. Yes, it sounds easy. Yes, it sounds simple. But the truth is, this is the result of years of obsession, discipline, and grinding at my craft. I spent four straight years playing poker 18 hours a day. That was my entire life. Wake up, play poker, think about poker, sleep, repeat. That level of focus is how I became one of the top players in the world and made over 10 million dollars playing poker. Poker built my foundation. Discipline, risk management, emotional control, and the ability to perform under real pressure. But the reality is, there are no billionaires in poker. There are billionaires in sports betting. So I went all in on sports betting and walked away from poker completely. I took everything I learned and built this the right way. I hired the best analysts and handicappers in the world, people I met through poker, and brought them together under one operation. Because of the platform I’ve built, these guys make more money working with me than they ever could on their own. That is how I’m able to operate at an extraordinary level and consistently win at a very high rate. Winning 2.5 million dollars in a week is incredible, and I’m grateful, but I’m not satisfied. I’m constantly sharpening my edge and building something bigger. My vision is to turn this into a nine figure a year business. I truly believe I’m on the path to becoming a billionaire one day. I think back to being a kid, dreaming of being a professional gambler, having a gambling themed bar mitzvah, and looking up to my father, one of the best poker players in the world. This path has been inside me for a long time. Today, my entire life revolves around becoming the best sports bettor possible. I wake up thinking about it, go to sleep thinking about it, and live it every single day. Grateful for the journey. Let’s keep going.

I made over 2.5 million dollars this past week betting sports. Yes, it sounds easy. Yes, it sounds simple. But the truth is, this is the result of years of obsession, discipline, and grinding at my craft. I spent four straight years playing poker 18 hours a day. That was my entire life. Wake up, play poker, think about poker, sleep, repeat. That level of focus is how I became one of the top players in the world and made over 10 million dollars playing poker. Poker built my foundation. Discipline, risk management, emotional control, and the ability to perform under real pressure. But the reality is, there are no billionaires in poker. There are billionaires in sports betting. So I went all in on sports betting and walked away from poker completely. I took everything I learned and built this the right way. I hired the best analysts and handicappers in the world, people I met through poker, and brought them together under one operation. Because of the platform I’ve built, these guys make more money working with me than they ever could on their own. That is how I’m able to operate at an extraordinary level and consistently win at a very high rate. Winning 2.5 million dollars in a week is incredible, and I’m grateful, but I’m not satisfied. I’m constantly sharpening my edge and building something bigger. My vision is to turn this into a nine figure a year business. I truly believe I’m on the path to becoming a billionaire one day. I think back to being a kid, dreaming of being a professional gambler, having a gambling themed bar mitzvah, and looking up to my father, one of the best poker players in the world. This path has been inside me for a long time. Today, my entire life revolves around becoming the best sports bettor possible. I wake up thinking about it, go to sleep thinking about it, and live it every single day. Grateful for the journey. Let’s keep going.

Sean Perry

106,001 görüntüleme • 7 ay önce

before pumpfun livestream feature is updated, before my account goes big and before I got some money, before everything, there was this token the beginning was so small at that time(over 2 years ago) rug was still rampant and I thought like 'why wouldn't they grow their project bigger rather than rugging at 10k?' sadly I became one of them now but regareless of it, I launched it just for 100% fun with buying 1 sol and turned on camera at TG group just for fun too someone said, "yo bro you should keep doing this this gonna be hella huge" so I did it I still remember the 2 guys who carried the whole project with max shilling and leading community members: Noble(this guy was pretty mean to me lol but still he was a goat) and Cassius(actual goat) it was a pure joy I did a stream 24/7 even while I was sleeping at TG and people were having fun in here(one girl took off her shirt when I was sleeping and I fucking missed it 💀) and my big bro Tyrelle Anderson-Brown came into my coin and helped me with 2 sol. I still remember this thankful money. with this I ate a nice dinner with my gf I still don't know the reason(maybe money laundaring?) but it went 5M and at this day when I woke up and checked my trojan, THIS WAS THE FIRST TIME I HIT 6 FIGS IN MY LIFE and I didn't sell a penny because community was more important than money at that time here's a list what community did for me - bought me a new iPhone - bought me a new MacBook(these two were for a better stream - my PC and phone was trash) - funded me almost every equipment for stream - formed a team with 10-11 members and kept supporting me they even put my sleeping video at Timesquare, NY here's a video so how can I sell this lmao but sadly the coin goes up, the coin goes down too and this happened to my coin too it was sooo tough days but I kept doing my best and it ended from up 130k to making 3k only this project was like if someone asks me "what did you do in this year? can you answer to this question with confidence?", I will answer this coin with 100% sure and I just turned on livestream with this coin just for fun too was very good days

before pumpfun livestream feature is updated, before my account goes big and before I got some money, before everything, there was this token the beginning was so small at that time(over 2 years ago) rug was still rampant and I thought like 'why wouldn't they grow their project bigger rather than rugging at 10k?' sadly I became one of them now but regareless of it, I launched it just for 100% fun with buying 1 sol and turned on camera at TG group just for fun too someone said, "yo bro you should keep doing this this gonna be hella huge" so I did it I still remember the 2 guys who carried the whole project with max shilling and leading community members: Noble(this guy was pretty mean to me lol but still he was a goat) and Cassius(actual goat) it was a pure joy I did a stream 24/7 even while I was sleeping at TG and people were having fun in here(one girl took off her shirt when I was sleeping and I fucking missed it 💀) and my big bro Tyrelle Anderson-Brown came into my coin and helped me with 2 sol. I still remember this thankful money. with this I ate a nice dinner with my gf I still don't know the reason(maybe money laundaring?) but it went 5M and at this day when I woke up and checked my trojan, THIS WAS THE FIRST TIME I HIT 6 FIGS IN MY LIFE and I didn't sell a penny because community was more important than money at that time here's a list what community did for me - bought me a new iPhone - bought me a new MacBook(these two were for a better stream - my PC and phone was trash) - funded me almost every equipment for stream - formed a team with 10-11 members and kept supporting me they even put my sleeping video at Timesquare, NY here's a video so how can I sell this lmao but sadly the coin goes up, the coin goes down too and this happened to my coin too it was sooo tough days but I kept doing my best and it ended from up 130k to making 3k only this project was like if someone asks me "what did you do in this year? can you answer to this question with confidence?", I will answer this coin with 100% sure and I just turned on livestream with this coin just for fun too was very good days

letterbomb 🟪🔶🟦⟠

14,212 görüntüleme • 3 ay önce