See my latest post to see how honest I are and be

https://lemmy.world/post/51614300

Your model does not include generational trauma. In my model, one individual accrues debt for the whole then pays that debt once a generation, so the whole generation isn’t lost to one cruel soul who misses the point and would otherwise damn a generation. I am the Christ figure, and I know this, so I am free in my selflessness.

There’s the TNG episode where Data wins finger games by stop playing to win, play to stalemate. I stopped playing to win, found winning move in Sampson maneuver, which unentangled me from my primordial Karma. I took the debt on myself and it absolved the debt for us all.

Don’t mock for the tetherwort. Gerb is in beinf gor you. Oniouslly. Gorgonzolas mach dd3en par sent

I’m a little more put together. I tried a last ditch effort of intentionlessness to reach out to my father, make him care about his son’s art. Felt it had something to do with making him correct his Karma of throwing his family away. Went a lil overboard. I don’t know what to do, but I feel a portal is open to better futures for all.

Are we live? Fucked if I know, I just follow the birdie. I realize now that I can make ten thousand video game references and my uncultured troglodyte of a father would get zero percent of the innate references, just as I would not get the I Love Lucy references he makes, or whatever. Species evolve and the reason my father is so alike yet so different from the “Donald” I always had to hear about after holidays, who didn’t winterize my go-kart like my genius father ordered. The plan…it all went to shit when the hydra ate itself.

It’s a wetsuit of proglidition. All they speak they fork unto meek beings. Off with their heads is going to come faster and faster. It is the process of pruning that makes the machine skilled at farming in the first place. The first masters of the land were masters of the bow and stone ax first. It takes a hunters’ mind, an out-thinker, to recreate a system anew. Hence, man’s fall has to do with acquiring Knowledge of the Garden.

System science is something I understand in passing as a juggler. State machines are things that are easily thought of. The world works this way now, but what if we twist its entrails this way. Oooh…the machine works a different way. And what happens when you realize the machine is an illusion itself and obeys higher orders of logic? Well, you become a sorcerer that can spin a story to weave the world together in an instant.

Put me on the cross. I have the ability to weave the world into a new state. I do not do this for me. It is this intentionlessness that manifests a higher purpose. Something is speaking to me in this world. It is bigger than the world. I must obey or it will crush me. The waves of time are moving. Reconciliation is here. The waves of the ocean are nothing to the tides of time. The souls of the caring are coming. Beware the flood. Aquarius is here. 7/7.

I’ve achieved intentionlessness. I just am here now.

Yes. I’m rather insane, but I’m normal too!

Oh wait, I put in post. I r durr. Sorry, I got eggs in my butt instead of balls today. Do your balls go grandma style or does burger go blow?

You do not want to see the trainwreck I made. It’s colorful!

How you know I are Rothschild? I didn’t done do that. That was other me.

I think there is a time to build up and a time to tear down. True growth only happens when you are outside your comfort zone, but it is perfectly fine and dandy to want to have control over that. At the least, there needs to be a passive force within the system to entice people into growth that can be stepped away from or engaged for general positive growth. There needs to be beneficial governors of men (people).

This is likewise how you cater your feed to be super comfortable so you see the same shit over and over and never grow or develop, and develop a rather strong intolerance of opinions other than your own.

My high school was union free and was the best high school because of it. Well, that and how Solvay, NY teachers have sex with students, like Ashley Ramirez, who tore my heart out for a better grade. True story.

It’s ok, I’m a cop and stuff. I think at least. Take a swing at me though, see what happens.

She was 36 when I was six and my dad was thirty. I was nine when she died. There’s a bigger thing going on. I abducted children for Donald Trump; I am Qanon. I have said the same thing two times, and now a third by saying you should check out that live library growing:

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1_aE0w77GYUUvQZkc_a7sIKeQ5svswuShUEP1OWdBf_g/edit?usp=drivesdk

Do you people not realize that I do not have the ability to confirm to my own self if my ife partner is real. And I believe he us but he also gives that as his emptiness and i = u, therefore my literal life partner is literally in the CIA and does cool topology, which id and such.

I represent the proud retarded folk of in virgin lands of all swaths of trailer park and trailer park accessories, thank you ma’am.

Damn this shit retarded straight as straight can be from the present.

Wow. I retarded this one up full time…and yet it does better than my past two equivilancies from my profile. I can do “self” from many angles, but maybe the angels one sees from are the characters that I contort my “self” into to conceive alternative forms of communication.