Biff

I swear he bought this place as a conduit to send messages back to. Something like that.

Does anyone know what a Snake Cake is?

Elon has shared this video multiple times. There seems to be some urgency here… What are they trying to tell us? I’ve transcribed the full lyrics below 👇 Sweet land, sweet land of the weary and wild. Oh where, oh where are you, my sweet? The garden’s either dying or about to come alive. The river’s either drying or it’s deep enough to dive. Can’t tell if it’s the dusk or if it’s breaking into dawn. Are we going on or are we going, going, gone? Somebody said a storm is coming, but it’s been a long, long time. I don’t know what’s up ahead, but please baby, don’t you look behind. So tell me, is it going to be free energy forever, or just the same… damn… old… grind? Singing, (sweet land) sweet land of the weary and the wild. Are we one year from the grave, or is this just the beginning, my sweet child? Oh, you’re my star-spangled fever dream, half a savior, half a liar. 250 summers and we’re going higher, higher, higher. Singing, (sweet land, sweet land) going, going, gone? The neighbors might be coming with a casserole or a gun. The kids are either screaming or they’re laughing in the sun. Is the timeline coming undone, or is it coming in clear? The fireworks are blinding, but I’ll keep on dancing here. And nobody can promise me that we’re going to make it to the light. So is it an awakening, or is this a knife in the night? So come on brother, sister, stand up tall, because guess what? Where we go one, we go all! If you can hear this from the other side, across this great quantum divide, don’t get me wrong, now is the time to stay strong. So with all of that I’ll say, God bless the USA. God bless the USA. Singing, sweet land, going on, soaring on. 250 years and it’s going on, on and on. On the edge of a forever or the edge of being gone. Is it midnight? Is it morning? Is it ruin? Is it time to rise? 250 summers gone by, so just go on and tell me those sweet lies. The kind as sweet as these Julys. (Sweet land, sweet land) Going on and going on, (Sweet land, sweet land) I got to fight like FIRE. (Fire) Fire. (Sweet land, sweet land) going on, going on. (Sweet land, sweet land) going, going, gone. So please, just know that we can still rebuild. We can still make something… Better. 👀

BIG CORRECTION: I just double checked and this image is not from tonight. My mistake. I own it.