6.6 EQ in California.

Dutch is a phag

anybody think maybe the emergency meetings and this quake are related?


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How do you get -0.5 depth?

Above sea level...

You know. Those things called hills and mountains.

Who is Dutch?

Was just on the phone with someone from CA, they screamed and said the earth was opening up and all she could see was fire. Line went dead. I think the big one just happened.

Who is Dutch?

Lies. God already poured all His wrath on Jesus.

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Frou, Frou. Mama is going to take you home." That poor
lady, hanging on to her dog. I got scared. Real
scared. I remembered the girl. She was way down the
block, probably. I ran and ran, and the ground kept
trembling. I couldn/t see it. I couldn/t see it. But I
knew it was trembling. Everybody looked scared. They
looked terrible. One young lady just sat down on the
sidewalk all doubled up. She kept saying, "earthquake,
its the earthquake," over and over. But I couldn/t see
that anything was different. Then, when it came, how
it came. Like nothing in God/s world. Like nothing. It
was like the scream of a siren, long and low, or the>
scream of a woman I heard having a baby when I was a
kid. It was awful. It was as if something--some
monster--was pushing up the sidewalks. You felt it
long before you saw it, as if the sidewalks wouldn/t
hold you anymore. I looked out at the cars. They were
honking, but not scared. They just kept moving. They
didn/t seem to know yet that anything was happening.
Then, that white car, that baby half-sized one came
sprawling from the inside lane right against the curb.
The girl who was driving just sat there. She sat there
with her eyes staring, as if she couldn/t move, but I
could hear her. She made funny noises. I watched her,
thinking of the other girl. I said that it was a dream
and I would wakeup. But I didn/t wake up. The shaking
had started again, but this time different. It was a
nice shaking, like a cradle being rocked for a minute,
and then I saw the middle of the Boulevard seem to be
breaking in two. The concrete looked as if it were
being pushed straight up by some giant shovel. It was
breaking in two. That is why the girl/s car went out
of control. And then a loud sound again, like I/ve
never heard before--then hundreds of sounds--all kinds
of sounds; children, and women, and those crazy guys
with earrings. They were all moving, some of them
above the sidewalk. I can/t describe it. They were
lifted up.. And the waters kept oozing--oozing. The
cries. God, it was awful. I woke up. I never want to
have that dream again. It came again. Like the first
time which was a preview and all I could remember was
that it was the end of the world. I was right back
there--all that crying. Right in the middle of it. My
eardrums felt as if they were going to burst. Noise
everywhere. People falling down, some of them hurt
badly. Pieces of buildings, chips, flying in the air.
One hit me hard on the side of the face, but I didn/t
seem to feel it. I wanted to wake up, to get away from
this place. It had been fun in the beginning, the
first dream, when I kind of knew I was going to dream
the end of the world or something. This was terrible.
There were older people in cars. Most of the kids were
on the street. But those old guys were yelling bloody
murder, as if anybody could help them. Nobody could
help anybody. It was then I felt myself lifted up.
Maybe I had died. I don/t know. But I was over the
city. It was tilting toward the ocean--like a picnic
table. The buildings were holding, better than you
could believe. They were holding. They were holding.
They were holding. The people saw they were holding
and they tried to cling to them or get inside. It was
fantastic. Like a building had a will of its own.
Everything else breaking around them, and they were
holding, holding. I was up over them--looking down. I
started to root for them. "Hold that line," I said.
"Hold that line. Hold that line. Hold that line." I
wanted to cheer, to shout, to scream. If the buildings
held, those buildings on the Boulevard, maybe the
girl--the girl with the two kids--maybe she could get
inside. It looked that way for a long time, maybe
three minutes, and three minutes was like forever. You
knew they were going to hold, even if the waters kept
coming up. Only they didn/t. I/ve never imagined

Who is Dutch?

Lies. God already poured all His wrath on Jesus.

Who has this much time for writing this much in a forum?

CALIFORNIA IS GOING TO BREAK OFF FROM THE REST OF THE CONTINENTAL U.S. LIKE A SECTION OF KIT KAT BAR AND SINK TO THE BOTTOM OF THE PACIFIC!

WATCH JAPAN MARK MY WORDS

Finally someone else gets it

Who is Dutch?

Stop fucking up this thread with all those quotes FFS!!!

Well, I can personally confirm it too!

I'm on the fourth floor and we were swaying quite a bit.

Stop fucking up this thread with all those quotes FFS!!!

Stop fucking up this thread with all those quotes FFS!!!

It does not… I checked. I have a post in one of my threads.

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