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I like the way you think...Your cat is whispering 'tuna trees...tuna trees'
But for real no one knows. Maybe just nothingness, maybe something , eventually we will all find out yeah
It feels like time travel.
One thing that has stuck with me though is when my grandma was passing away I was told she was asking who the lady in the white robe was just before. Just like her mom or grandma did.
Now whether that's a trick of the brain and the chemicals flowing through at the time, no idea. Just sayin. It can make you believe in more
(I'm sorry to say, and kinda regret it, but I couldn't be there to see her last moments)
tuna trees are of meat, so this is of meat.