No, cutting people without their consent is illegal, cuz boy, I did done cut quite a kinky bitch back in the day, as did I enjoy getting my dinky shredded like it was a manatee in a boat propeller. Fuck, it was so weird masturbating for the next half a year…Jesus…getting a left-leaning boner just thinking about it…

Clacking keys as it b WASD

On knees - friend sucks me

Polygons freeze - we swap

I be more plzed than I fap!

You play fifteen minutes, complete a dungeon or whatever, swap. Fuck. How do you manage to wipe your ass with that level of creative thinking? Like, if poo ever splatters on your ass cheeks from a particularly quaking bout of diarrhea, how is someone of your capabilities able to formulate the neural algorithms capable of maneuvering your hand with paper across the deleterious parts of your derriere? Or are you just a partially sentient Borg creature that uses a bidet?

I am only commenting because 11.2 is the upper limit of an age range from Lolita and is the number that pedophiles use as a call sign in quite a number of ways, and now you will see it in unfortunate ways, too.

Why didn’t you just put it in your ass and carry it the intelligent way, the way our ancestors carried water in jugs for thousands of years? You think your rectum can stretch that much via random chance? No, yo ass has evolved to carry the burden of our collective survival, so get boofing with them electronics, boy, cuz Princess Diana is currently living in Canada just down the street from a couple other family members, which I just put here, randomly, for counterintelligence purposes.

For me it’s taking turns playing Morrowind with the general idea to kill everybody in the world while rotating who was playing and who was blowing the other one.

I see this image all the time and understand the intent behind it, but I’m curious to watch the clip in context to understand the nuance of the delivery. Source?

I due this delibarately, dum dum. I are smrt!

Realistically and genuinely, how does one differentiate between a schizophrenic loon and a cop professional performance artist? But y’know, the police state is only two thousand years old or so, and the way we engineered our culture in the occident (the west) is that we control the people that can’t think for themselves whilst guiding those waking up to the charade of our culture into the occult, which is a word that literally just means “hidden.”

But investigating the truth would take time and energy and you’d have to read shit like ten thousand page sutras on the Ālaya-vijñāna, whatever that is, and God knows you’re not a capable enough human being to achieve such feats.

I don’t even remember making this post. Weird shit is going on in my perceptual reality. My backpack moved across the room last night. Objects appearing and disappearing. I’m in stream-entry, so I have an unshakable faith in the machinations of Karma and the dharmas that have come before. But God wants me to make my own school of thought; it’s important present the truth in as many ways as possible to illuminate the paths available for a layman, novice, or neophyte. Part of this is marketing; the biggest problems we face in education today are ultimately marketing problems. How do we get the kids not just to read but to give a shit about reading. Sometimes projecting a hopeless reality is good, as it can spur a connection with someone who is lost in the tall grass and does not trust the shepherds.

This illusory world is a containing system in that we remain causally dependent on God/the Ālaya-vijñāna until we undo the entanglements within us that were making us maladapted for Heaven.