There we are.

Not that it means much to anyone else, but I just saw "the crooked farm".

It was a place I saw when I was very little, part of a lore of stories I told, which were also recorded. (I still have the recordings.)

The things I saw, I early on realized they were predictions of coming events, mixed up and made into strange concepts, possible to talk about. The mental images of what they looked like still remain, I can recall them.

This farm was a place off in the woods, in a place with a nonsensical name. I came to this place during the covid lockdown, it was the north entrance of a hospital which I saw when walking a new route. I had never before seen the back of the hospital. The environment was greatly changed to allow for covid patients, which made the setting stand out even more.

This is how set the future is. The prediction of this scene was over 30 years before the event.

The nonsensical name came from reading the two words of the entrance's sign into one word, something done when not knowing how to read.

The crooked farm itself was the result of forming the egregoral mind pattern after completely assimilating to the function of society, as formed when opening the yang side completely. It was there all along, waiting to be learned.