That’s the feeling. Not the source.

No. There’s reason to avoid people. They don’t understand, don’t listen and demand anything when it’s none of their gorram business.

There is reason to be introverted. You clearly don’t understand so maybe stop running your mouth.

You’re not reading the words correctly. Try again. It’s clear you can’t read intent of someone clearly is.

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You misunderstand. It was never a mistake. It was always an unfinished project because no one gave a flying…for anything that was of zero value.

Just because you want to use a tweak that carries too little organization and don’t care for the much more efficient method they replaced it with doesn’t mean you can’t go use gorram any other desktop.

Bye!

Money is literally the very incarnation of evil via the Talisman it bears.

If they trying to make money then they are, not a fiber of otherwise, Evil.

You’re decision to not recognize the blatant & obvious Talisman does not make you correct. It’s not your choice. It’s the choice of that occult chant and signature.

Great “song”? Let’s say anthem. Been there as the primary voice to such in my book til Bloodywood did Gaddaar & Anthem. Still right there with them on it.

I can see in the dark

Heaven is heavin’ from the real truth which has been fucking obvious the entire time. The whole trick to the bee hive, that at least had a real sweet purpose, is that if you can think critically enough about fucking anything then you can see the obvious. But if you can’t then the chant loop carries a set of choices that aren’t yours. You’ll be convinced that if he’ll, then your first vomit and escape into empty "space* are saving you from the suffering of infinity carrying meaning.

Daemon is not a bad person. It’s not even a person. Just a trick of talk that kind of sounds like someone. It’s just a verification of who you are managed by that may sheen instead of being stripped of your manhood by the real truth revealed in that exchange of Knowledge. Kind of creepy to think about but like I said, it’s not a person. It’s just what happens when you die. You’re longer part of the life you left behind at death.

“After” life is just this one. There’s an infinite galaxy, if not to mention an infinite addition of extra dimensions of stories. You’ll pay attention the same way you did when you started “reading” this one.

Muslims are literally just more of men refusing to surrender time’s call to respect women’s turn to make the choice for us and with us.

The whole galaxy we’re in, stories, time, and dimensions I can’t even been to describe, have differences in everything except one. That being the “loop.” This is the structure of everything. Look at how shit changes with the matter-energy 'verse across gradients of volume. Loops are present. So is the story. Across ends the rules and the structure of whatever still will have loops.

The loop is the one thing that cannot be removed. Even after death, the loop will be a pattern occurring, happening, etc.

I would say don’t get stuck but you will probably experience the sense of repeat of aspects you were familiar with until you chose to find a different cycle.

Ditto. Took me a while to get good at it but once you’ve gotten solid with the base, it’s not difficult to execute, it’s an art you’ve discovered your talents and built your skills to boot.

You don’t give a fuck and deliver the joke like this is a stage because you know everyone is looking at you and you’ve got the right whistle to your dance. The crowd buys your trick and the dollar piles the pit well and practically grow into a hill.

“Unfortunately,” you are drinking. Sure, not very much but your carrying soaks the paper from your trip on and over the dollar. Your land fires a torch in your pocket and it’s quickly all gone.

You get trad leader status if the vampires trip on you for the burning and you nail every cross they’ve tricked everyone else cuz it won’t be long til the sleepers wake the fuck up or just die in the sense of this place literally being baked by those who haven’t questioned the fact that the only reason the leading liars have gotten away with such audacious lying is because the real truth is that they themselves are actually conducting the call itself.

Look, see? It was written on the talisman you call money. Not exactly complicated.

Yeah, but if you know what you’re doing and your understanding doesn’t need to read (which you don’t anyway) the other guy and blasts out that loud and confident confirmation that holds that written bit to the solid, your only concern over the whole situation is if they don’t match your verbosity in laughter.

I won’t say the same but the shrink my parents went to see after 4 years with the one that said ADHD. That first scripted me on Ritalin/etc. Stimulants on and off the whole time. Here’s a high energy kid trying to learn about anything and everything while you are fucking exhausted working slave labor hours in this tyrrany that tricks everyone to call it freedom.

When that don’t slow the most unstoppable energy carrier you’ve ever met and you cut his boost to the natural boost, he crashes like you at 5pm from your morning source of natural blackness. And you’re already feeding him another not-natural N02-like boost making a never ending loop.

So when you say he’s Bipolar type 1 and he grows up enough to kick you out the same way he did to both those pastors and you expect any kind of respect…

…yeah…I’m 40 now. Technically neither were wrong and I now live on SSDI with zero regret. It’s all a trick sham under a hypno-cloud of technically not lies in the way a professor in college might describe the technical function of the storm and weather of Jupiter. All in all it’s a viable lesson even though we know that no one actually knows what’s up with all that yet.

Problem though is that that college professor is a car mechanic, not a real college professor anymore. Anymore because he already been convicted of raping children…three times…maybe more for real though. He used to be a chef when was actually a professor and now he’s just doing that nonsense with kids he met on Craigslist buying help with real study’s they don’t give a fuck about. That and they like drugs for such and of course you can put together the happening there too.

Yep. There is truth. They know nothing. They are studying and trying to know something. When they suggest they know anything, I would take them about as serious as I’ve taken any priest.

That’s not coffee, Simon.

It’s a real shiny kit you could say. The password is Wash too. Says so in the comics even though they know it ain’t the same as him.

And when so such, pay in Monero.

Fuck all that. Let’s try methylone. Also, IA! FTHAGN!

I think Cthulhu wasn’t evil. He was just high on metbylone and want to make friends but didn’t know he’d accidentally be killing everyone.

I’m just saying, if we’re looking for a delirious ignorant cult trying to raise someone to do exactly that then I gotta say that the picture is seemingly being painted plainly everywhere nowadays.

Men don’t. Boys do. All the fucking time.

Oh, so that explains where the cocaine comes from.

More so, it’s about considering a different person with applicable thought and they can be particularly relevant/helpful/applicable/useful/etc.

I am not in any way advertising dope but the operation on the DNM over it is just fantastic evidence at how fucking solidly successful at being as properly encrypted Open Source cryptocurrency doing what it says it does and is.