there’s no snowpack! everything’s dry
there’s no snowpack! everything’s dry
another quiet evening alone to experiment with gender, drugs, posting, and the creative use of autistic and schizophrenic thinking to manipulate the reality creation fields
the green mountain peaks of the pacific northwest are very bad omens. i should not be seeing hemlock
weird how nobody thought of applying the ontological argument to Satan
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i’m quite happy with the books
the relative ignorance and moral weakness of those inferior in love, will, and wisdom to ourselves should engender our compassion, and not hatred
oh my god white people are something else
yes, hypothetically we could send impoverished black people in the third world who have practically no carbon footprint whatever random rusted old bikes with no parts standardization instead of doing anything to reduce our own massive consumption of fossil fuels. what the fuck would it accomplish? do you think the low cost steel bicycles they might pedal around are meaningfully contributing to climate change? is it just fun to deprive others of things hypothetically? is it a ritual?
where do these ideas and thoughts come from? how do they enter your mind and why does no critical kind of process happen? why do I encounter them?
we need something more than an obscene and consumptive and spiritually dead socialism. unionization in the pursuit of better treats for middle class individuals in the first world is not getting us anywhere. the planet is burning and the future is bleak beyond belief
I’m 42 and work in a university and my mommy is […] and my daddy is […]
please god make it stop
i’m so glad i dropped out of high school instead of getting a doctorate from concordia
Therefore I praised the whole body of the dead — those who were already dead, above the living, those who are still alive: but better than both is he who hath never been — who hath not seen all the evil work which is done under the sun.
gliding on desert waves of fiery void
Perhaps there are spirits in the air.
oh yeah we’re so going there
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Posting itself becomes the consequence of a failure at the level of primary deity or deoform. There is no longer the separation of poster and post, as the posters maintain within their own beings the timeless echo of the fundamental error of the original poster.
We all need to go outside and look up at Jupiter-Ammon on the 28th, and then Allah will sink it.
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