u/kamo-kola

Hey everyone, I've owned very few vehicles in my life but I recently came across a 2002 L-Series wagon with under 100k miles on it for roughly $3k. The vehicle looks pristine (in the pictures anyway) and while I've yet to check it out, would it be worth it to buy? I know Saturn is no longer around and that some GM parts work with Saturns, and I really like station wagons but for a vehicle that old, am I getting into something over my head here with that purchase?

EDIT: Mileage sits at 56k, had few owners, mostly kept within a family until the current owner. Might have a chance to check it tomorrow, but rust might not be that big an issue if it's been mostly owned in the desert

Forgive me if this wall of text has grammatical and spelling errors, but it was originally sent as an email and I haven't gone back and to read it in some time. I've rarely shared it with anyone, and most people I've shared it with were often like, "Oh, neat" but I feel it's relevant to today.

I had a difficult time falling asleep one evening back in 2005, and started calling out to God, repeating his name over and over again to drown out any other thoughts until I eventually fell into a deep slumber. I was still living in my hometown at the time, with my room being in the backyard in an old workshop, which is where I came to in my dream. I woke up, and it was probably sometime in the late morning, where I was accompanied by my friends (exactly whom, I cannot recall), where we stepped outside to see what appeared to be a rift of sorts being opened up in the sky, with alien-looking craft exiting from it going northbound. Suddenly, there were a bunch of audible explosions, with the sky being lit up as a result, causing me to be in a state of disarray while my eyes fell downward to the ground. My clothes changed from one outfit to another, and then back again within the span of mere seconds when it dawned on me - that this was a hologram on a grand-scale and that the end result wasn't going to be pretty. I proclaimed about as much to my friends, and for them to head back inside to my room to take cover. It was funny - they had moved my couch to the doorway to act as a barricade even though the door opened outward, but I digress. Suddenly there were a few flashes in my vision to which I was standing by my desk in my bedroom. The whole world had taken on an ominous red glow, being bathed in it, but as to what was the source causing it was beyond me. I glanced down at my t-shirt, and emblazoned on its chest was this bizarre picture of Anton LaVey with a goat on the foreground and a pentagram on the background. Disgusted, I removed it, only to find another t-shirt with the words "I WILL SERVE ONLY HIM" printed on it, and repeated over and over as a wall of text. I was confused, but ventured outward from my room, only to find a world desolate, and devoid of hope. The world still had that red glow, with the backyard fence gone, and some people wandering aimlessly, others celebrating, but celebrating what? There was an obligatory metal drum with a fire emanating from it, with people standing close by to keep warm. I did recognize one person, my friend Tracy, who had on a sort Mad Hatter's hat atop her head, and some kind of New Year's party favor in hand, to which she handed me. I said "Thank you, God bless you" to which she sneered at those words. Her eyes were off - I noticed that even before we came into contact with each other - they were slit pupils, not unlike a serpent's. Anyway, I still continued on and headed to one of the side entry gates (for whatever reason, the fence separating my house and the neighboring apartments were still intact along with the gate). There, I found someone who appeared as lost as I felt, perched upon the gate. I climbed up, and asked him what the heck happened, and he said that it all began when Dave started dating a woman named "Indigo", and that everything was normal at first up until he found out she worshipped a different god. His voice trailed off, and his eyes just stared hopelessly at the ground. I jumped down to the front of the property, only to pretty much see what I saw in my backyard spread out down the block. I felt this sense of hopelessness, as I headed towards one of the main streets, calling out to God, with everyone giving me dirty looks for doing so. In the process, I took off my t-shirt only to find a plain white tee underneath it all, when I heard someone announce over a PA that sorry, they were out food, there's nothing they could do and that they'd have to come back tomorrow. Gazing down the street, I saw what appeared to be a military checkpoint, which is where I assumed the message was being announced from. In my state of distress, I glanced down at my right hand, which had what looked like some of LCD screen with indecipherable text scrolling from right to left. That's when it hit me - that this was too real... It was surreal, that this had to be a dream. And then suddenly in my fear, I woke up.

I am not a prophet, I rarely have dreams that have any sense to them. This dream feels so far away, as if it never happened though it did. We often forget how powerful the Lord is, when we get wrapped up in the world, and we relegate him to some unwanted backseat driver. We need to let him take control, for we are sinful, and if unchecked, will return to it. Peace be to you all, and God bless you.

Sorry if this disallowed but I remember a post (possibly on here, unsure as I follow a lot of different conspiracy subs) that I believe was a video or perhaps a post of 10 or so books that are no longer in-print but go into depth about how far-reaching the level of hidden control is in the world. I'm not talking about whatever is being churned out today but books that even go back to the mid-20th century (possibly even to the early 20th century). Some of these books are still possible to find but you can expect to pay as little as a few hundred to upwards of a few thousand. This subject only popped into my head recently because of how it was revealed that AI is being trained on older, rare, out-of-pocket books and then the texts are being destroyed. If I'm not mistaken, Bill Cooper's *Behold a Pale Horse* (early editions, before the removal of the Protocols, which I have a copy of) made the list. The search engine on Reddit is kinda dookie and trying to go through the different possible subreddits have yielded no results. Any help would be greatly appreciated!