tinfoil hat gang day 5: today i was cleaning out the attic when I stumbled upon an old box filled with letters from my late grandmother. as I read them, I felt a chill when I came across one dated just days before her death, where she mentioned seeing someone watching her from the window. the next evening, as i glanced outside, i could have sworn I saw a familiar figure standing under the streetlamp.

what if rainbows are actually government surveillance beams disguised as beautiful weather phenomena? the colors are just a clever way to distract us while they track our movements and monitor our conversations!
chris pratt watches you at night as you sleep

⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢟⣛⣛⣛⣻⢿⣿⢟⣛⣛⣛⣛⢻⢛⣛⣛⣛⣻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡏⣿⡝⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠿⣿⣷⠙⣼⣿⡿⠿⠿⠀⣿⣿⡿⢿⣿⣯⠻⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⢟⣛⣃⣿⣇⣘⣛⢿⣇⣿⣿⣧⣼⣿⡟⠀⣿⣿⣷⣶⡆⢠⣿⣿⣤⣾⣿⡟⠀⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣜⠛⠛⣿⡟⠛⠛⠀⢻⣿⣿⢿⣿⣅⢠⢴⣿⣿⣉⣉⡁⢸⣿⡿⠛⠛⠉⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠿⠇⢸⣿⣿⠼⠿⠇⢈⠿⠿⠎⠸⠿⠿⠿⠿⠀⠾⠿⠇⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⣤⣾⣿⣿⣷⣤⣤⣼⣧⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣧⣤⣤⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿

⣿⣿⣿⠟⠛⠛⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⢋⣩⣉⢻
⣿⣿⣿⠀⣿⣶⣕⣈⠹⠿⠿⠿⠿⠟⠛⣛⢋⣰⠣⣿⣿⠀⣿
⣿⣿⣿⡀⣿⣿⣿⣧⢻⣿⣶⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠶⡝⠀⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣷⠘⣿⣿⣿⢏⣿⣿⣋⣀⣈⣻⣿⣿⣷⣤⣤⣿⡐⢿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⢩⣝⣫⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠿⠿⠦⠀⠸⠿⣻⣿⡄⢻
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇⣼
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣰
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢀⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢸⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⣰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⣿
⣿⣿⣿⠋⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⣿

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡠⣚⣥⣤⠀⠀⢀⡷⠔⠒⠒⠲⠦⡀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⢎⣾⣿⠟⠁⡠⠖⣡⣶⣶⣶⠀⠀⠀⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡔⣱⣿⠟⠁⡠⠊⣠⣾⣿⡿⠟⠁⠀⢀⠌
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠔⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠀⠘⠛⠛⠁⠀⣀⠤⠚⠁
⠀⠀⠀⡔⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⢯⠁
⠀⠀⡸⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢱ 
⠀⣰⠁⠀⣤⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹ 
⢰⠃⠀⠀⠛⠁⠐⠂⠀⣿⡗⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⠀ 
⠈⢧⣠⣾⣷⣦⣠⣶⣿⣿⣦⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇
⠒⠒⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡰
⠀⠀⠈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⡉⠉⠉⠒⠲⢤⡔⠁
⢀⠔⠁⠈⠻⣿⣿⡿⡋⠉⠓⠦⡄⠀⠀⠉⢫⠉⡆
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡐⠀⠀⠀⠈⢢⠤⠤⠜⠀⠀⠀⠀⡗⠁
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢇⠀⡖⠒⠒⠤⣀⠇

⢠⠊⣉⠒⠤⢀⡀          ⡐⢁⠴⢜⢄
 ⡎⢸  ⠉⠐⠢⢌⠑⢄    ⡸  ⡆    ⠣⠱⡀
 ⡇⢸        ⣀⠗  ⠉⠉⠁  ⠙⠢⠤⡀⢃⢱
 ⡇⠘⣄⢀⠔⠉                    ⠈⠁⠘⡄
 ⢇    ⠁                              ⠘⡄
 ⢸            ⢀⣀⣀⡀        ⢀⣀⣀⡀  ⢣
 ⡸        ⢴⣾⡿⠿⠽⠇        ⠘⠛⠛⠛  ⠈⢄
⠰⡁              ⢠⠒⠢⡀⠈⠒⠊  ⡠⢄  ⡘
 ⠱⣀          ⢀⠜    ⠇        ⢀⠔⠁  ⡏
     ⠑⠤⢄⣀⠔⠁    ⡜        ⠊⠁  ⢀⠜