Apocalypse and the RV park

For the second time I was at the northern rv camp and storage. On the same bus as last time. The bus is like an old tour bus but 3 times the size, with small med bays divided by curtains for the sleeping quarters. It must have been a medical unit for military services. This a time we had 2 young boys and 2 women with us. We were visiting another newfound relation of mine. He was retired Air Force. Trying to understand our connection. Along the way we had to fight some imperial troops. I say imperial troops because they looked like they were out of a Star Wars movie. They had posts outside the town. Keeping their presence known. It was another word/dimension . Similar things and ideals, but a very oppressive state. It was in what would be Utah here. There it was called Carlo. I was amazed at how so much was similar. Currency format, transportation, services , etc.

The people traveling with us were refugees who we were helping get to a sanctuary. they women were nervous and trying to help as much as they could. They were very tired and obviously still sad for whatever their reasons for seeking sanctuary. The boys were nervous and hid a lot. One was constantly in the toilet. The camp we stopped at was very helpful. They were a frequent stop for groups like us. The world while its advanced technologies were great, its people and politics were extremely varied. All the middle of the road type of people we have here didn’t exist there. It was very odd feeling. However after the collapse of the previous government and the clearly divided people, at least there was a clearer picture of what needed to be done.

Published by Snowy Owl

There was a lot more written here before. Then I saw it was irrelevant. I am just another person with an autoimmune disease and spectrum ”disorder” who is highly sensitive to their environment. I thought I would write a few things down, so here you go. Swim at your own risk!

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