Stream of Consciousness

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In the moment there is only two, yet one exists without the other on occasion. However so, there can only be three at a time, as this is the limit, without this self-imposed limit, the univsers shall head chaos, which is veryu unorderly. Because of said chaos the only countermeasurements there are to take would be to rid it'self of the excess until there is only three, or leass. TRhe objects of which I speak of is self perminence, self-attainment, and self-attunement, not more not less. To do soe would be to cause chaos, the only thing in the universe that is unorderly. Chaos, it'self is not a good, however it is not a bad as well. Because chaos is not good nor bad, there can only be one option left, neutral. which is not good nore bad. So use chaos, if you wish, or don't, if you wish. To do so would bring nothing. To not do so would also bring nothing. However nothing is not something worth doing as it is only nothing, yet can be done because it is nothing. To do nothing would be hard to do as it is nothing, yet doing so is possible.

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To become closer to god one must rid itsel;f of all impurities, all woes, all strife, all negative intentions and conotations, as these keep you away from God. God himself is someone not only a male or female, but is beyong gender, is beyond time, is beyond age and limits and everything, as he is everything. Practical steps towards godhood include worship, prayewr, inconotations, helping fellow man, helping yourself strive better in this mundane world, helping the universe in such a way the only good can come out of it, yet not doing things which cause negative events to unfold.

I tried focusing this one on lucid dreaming. If anyone here would like me to try and write about a certain topic, I might be able to.

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To lucid dream onew must have very strong will, and focus. To achieve this one must overlook your daily life and focus on the night-life, or dream-life, as this is where you want to become stronger. To become strongeri9n the dream life one must work hard in the day life, by doing things such as setting intentions throughout the day of wanting to lucid dream while asleep, doing so will help remind your dream-self to wake up, without waking up your awake-self.

Man, the human consciousness surely has bad grammar

>>18304011
Seems that way, doesn't it

How the fuck do you even write without thinking? That just seems impossible to me, I have to premeditate on what I write, even if it is Weird Shit

>>18304000
Start as you aim to finish culminate appallingly bone weary. Its raining and the sun won't shine for 100 days. Look to the starts and see not time but possibilities. What could have been, what can still be. I found darkness in the heart of the sunshine and am blinded by the light of the moon. Son of perdition. Little Horn. Morning Star.

>>18304018
Think of it as writing without judgement, so you don't choose, per se, what words to write, you just write the first thing that comes to mind.

To die is to live to live is to die, Kandrock, Fergus, Parabola, America's Most Wanted, live is to die, Brendon, fire, in the house, pull back pull back, Andres, sixtyfour

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>>18304019
Are you going through some hardships in life?
I got a general sadness vibe from this.


[spoiler]Also some Satanism, or something along those lines[/spoiler]

Where the fuck you going when you drop on that pillow? I've been getting worried that this suit is a rental. Stare into the mirror but it looks like a window.

>>18304052
>Stare into the mirror but it looks like a window.
You got progressively more deep, you should try going a little bit longer to see if you become more 'deep'

Tried focusing on magick, got turned into karma

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Magick is one of those things that are not evil, yet not not evil, as both good and bd can come out of it, as it is all about the inteions, as is most of life. Karma works based on intention, to dogood, one must want to do good, not doing good for the sake of yourself, ie wanting good karma, but doing good for the sake of others. To do so selflessly would be to provide you with all you need in life, as selflessness brings for more bounty than selfishness. To do so would be great, and if you, or I were to do so, live selfishly, life for everyone would be greater. Helping others is not the only way to live selflessly, you can help yourself by being selfless. Do not get lost in others, as you must always care for yourself , as well. Do not give more than you can afford to, yet you can aford to do a lot as all there needs to be is the necesities in life, such as eating and water. However, helping others, even giving more than you have, will always receive you more than what you gave.

Guess mine wasn't deep enough to get a weird little analysis

>>18304066
I was going to, but than I got distracted and then forgot.
I was going to ask if you knew anyone named "Andres"

Also, what does 'Kandrock' and 'Fergus' mean to you, as they kind of strike me as odd

>>18304068
>>18304075
Clicked the wrong reply button

>>18304075
Do not know anyone named Andres, and when I think of "Kendrock" I think of a big red mountain, that's the image that comes to mind, and "Fergus" I imagine would be some sort of name, the sort of name a philosopher has

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>>18304080
I had the same impression of Fergus

Also
>pic related
It's KanD, she's a musician who shows up on Google images when you look up Kandrock

>>18304087
Nope, never heard of that, I think I really was just thinking of mountains, no idea why "America's Most Wanted" came in mind, though, I don't even live in 'Merica

I cant be freee of this brand of thinking i wish, no wishes dont work for me, i need to work on ridding these distractions. Some spirit is moving around me and forming around my skin like a goopy shell, encasing me and creating an echo chamber of the same desire over and over this connection i feel across miles attaches us at the gut and i sometimes need to sever the cord

Since this thread hasn't 404'd, I'll just keep this one alive instead of making a new one

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Life is not simply a agame that can be played by anyone, it must be chosen for those who live are worthy of life. To live does not mean to be alive, to live means to fulfil your destiny and enjoyment in this lifetime. Not everyone can do so, as doing so is very difficlt, and only those with the strong will power can achieve such greatness. To do so would bring forth such happiness that you shall move on in this livfe on to the next, and than the next, up until you bercome one with the source.

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To die is not to stop living, to die would be to cease to exist. Ceasing to exist is infathomable to those who have no idea what it means to not exist, such is everyone alive today. Nobody can explain nonexistence as it is unexplainable.

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Making the most of time is not unwise, to do so would be wise as doing so makes life worth living. Life is what you make it, but to make it unworthy is to cause death of your soul.

Also, please if it wasn't clear before, I type very fast when doing these and, because I don't want to lose my concentration, I don't fix a lot of the errors I make while typing.

So, please ignore typing errors

>>18307428
face the dicks everywhere there are nothing but dicks dicks are becoming my new life dicks dicks dicks in the butt cant stop thinking about dicks im not gay mom its just dicks dicks dicks dicks

What could this mean?

>>18308437
btw my mom is dead.

Never been at peace quite like this lately. No noise no work nothing to bother but sleep. Too much noise in life not enough escape. Fear of burnout constantly imminent but nothing to do but work and work and work and work and work. No chance to escape this infinite loop and subside in peace , just constant mental hell and persistent people who don't live happy and regret it upon others

>>18304000
Wouldnt a stream of consciousness be a stream that gives consciousness to other things? A stream that is aware would be a concious stream. It's like a fountain of youth, the fountain itself is not youthful but if gives the attribute of youth to those who use it. So if anything, the comic needs to. Be editted so that the nearby reeds say "I'm aware" as their roots are being fed the water from the stream. Also the soil and rocks and any other inanimate. The whole comic is just wrong.

leaves are dry and fully clothed in the bright sun of the mountain pass. you lay with them upon the hill, feeling the wind coming from the deep. as the rock mouth opens you feel uneasy, threathend. what draws you in? you follow never knowing. king of the hill abdicated and drowned himself.

>>18310832

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come in, this house is sacred. have a seat by the fire of my soul. it will keep you warm but weary. you cannot quench your thirst here. go away in the name of the Lord.

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human condition is to beg and imagine relief. can you come up to the light? you are suffocating down there. stop pretending you don't know. it is only reasonable to stop resisting. do you need to be dragged by force? have some dignity, coward.

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Moon shine grass with worms in it, worms are the ultimate sign of decay. Gutter trash, humanity makes me so sad so much wasted potential makes me want to vomit but i stare into the sun and see a dragonfly and remember besuty exists and i can see it if i want. Really desperate, pain isn't bad, it is necessary if you want change, it can be beautiful, bittersweet and sadness is comfort just like the sun.

This was actually really nice, like taking off your shoes.

>>18304052
are you a rapper

>>18304000
why do i think i can do this? i don't see my mother everyday now that i think about it, but see, it's like that all the time, everybody anywhere. yo udon't get a cent for making all the dirty job for them, they fucking take what they can and fuck with you on top of that. fucked up world, but whatever. fuck a dog if you can.


... Damn.

west trees in the night sky blowing and howling, and the hill is unspent and yet unwavering the brook and lamp.
yet notice nothing is nothing and space is but time upon the clock
vocal chords are our engine and swiftly the noise dies just like light. we are dense but so is soil and boil it up to dust

I really think this exercise is something extraordinary as I never quite felt like i do now. It's like this flow is coming out of my fingers controlled by my.mind. Not my mind indeed but something above and beyond. I do not understand why this has to be the thing im doing right now. Why these walls are there to keep me from doing what had to be done. And although I know what Is going on I'm still trapped in this limbo of uncertainty. Like I will never find a key to all what is locked away in this room of lies and illusions. My way was here and now I'm going where I should never arrive at the time I could never comprehend. Bride can never under what the guy in the gang of evil clowns has been writing on the wall. And after all this im expected to do anything that wasn't done before already. Can you even comprehend what really is this whole thing. And after I'm looking at myself i ask myself does this get any weirder than it is today. It wasn't for me to get this extra still of the images on the tight spot I never had the chance to see in my glorious time of entertainment. And now I duffer from all that has been understood by all the great evil that is under your skin. And you ask yourself who could do a thing so unfaithful to the laws of physics and beyond all this masquerade everything that's left is teeth. So let me end what has been eaten by this monstrous call for help that lies in the gutter of this universal strain of hell.

>>18304000
i love this please keep this going, automatic writing is quite interesting

stagnet smoke dim lights hidding in the ally way leaving witout a sight leave me alone leave me alone sweet ally way not today not morrow but certainly in noon trash cans of hands and dumpsters of feet leave me be please leave me be

>>18311655
Are you being harrased by someone. Someone putting pressure on you?

>>18311662
ive been under a lot of pressure and have been putting pressure on myself. it show?

>>18311675
Most definately.

At this point I want to thank OP as he just showed me a new exercise to analyze what is bothering myself at the moment.

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ANUS, AYYEE-NUS, ANUS, AYYEE-NUS, ANUS! AYE-NUS HAIRY BROWN EYE

HOW MANY BROWN EYES DOES A BROWN EYED PERSON HAVE?? THREE!! THE HAIRY SMELLY TURD CUTTER IS ALWAYS WATCHING YOU

PULL IT APART, SPREAD IT OPEN! MASH IT BACK TO TOGETHER AND PULL IT APART AGAIN! SNIFFFF! SNIFF, SNIFF! WHAT'S THAT? IT'S SHIT! SHIT SMELL WAFTS ACROSS YOUR NOSTRILS

BROWN EYES FULL OF LIES, BROWN EYES ARE FULL OF SHIT! SHIT COLORED THINGS ARE FULL OF SHIT! SHIT HAIR? SHIT SKIN? GUESS WHAT? IT'S SHIT!

WRINKLED, PUCKERED BUTTHOLE WITH SHIT STAIN AND CURLING STINK HAIR, DOES IT STRIKE YOU AS FAIR? FEELING ITS STINK ON YOUR SKIN AND HAIRS TICKLE YOUR FACE, WHY IS YOUR FACE NEXT TO AN ASSHOLE?

SEND OUT A GOLDEN DISC INTO THE VOID, YET ITS TAINTED WITH THE SYMBOL OF THE STANK AND STINK OF THE BROWN! TAKE ME TO BROWN TOWN!

OOOHHHHHH I JUST MADE BROWN, POUND MY BROWN!

HEY!

IT'S SHIT!

>>18311688
Are you into scat porn?

thanks op for making this thread

And so there was this one boy who could leap in the unsettling truth of sarcophagi. He would never return from the depth of this unholy circle of things that shall never be the same. And still he yearned for things in his mother's womb and carefully he struck an idea. This wasn't his home he so carefully missed in his boots. He will never claim the once loved basement of treaty's. And so his claim of all that was holy to him in this neverending story of life that he possesses to the fullest in his hands of the simple feeling of pleasure. His return to the mountains of despair in this cloud of misty eyed of the prophets hands. Handy shall be his journey and struck by the lightning of feathers in his hair of the never of night in the clover to the knees.

Suddenly I came in and left, and decided to leave. How could I ought to so? One would not dare going beyond comedies of scallywags and oxferds? One show not try to imitate Joyce if one han't got thot there skills to do so. Pick, pock, peck, puck. One-two,-tree come on, put the tree upon the pickup. Do not waste my time, nor wait too long; the movie is tiring, and the travel is long. With much love, lovelies, loveable. Love. Come on, once, at least for a while: do ye not notice that this makes me smile? How I love to be in the doing of this! To let the words flow effortlessly. Become one being by being one, and become two by doing naught. Do as is of thy will, and lust not for result, and the way shall ye at last see found.

Damn, OP. It's been a while since I last felt like this. Thank you a big lot for making this thread.

Oxferd herds of greybeards come here and chant for big trees under big whiles, all along people make me smile. Smile, how could you, for you are not both, nor the tree, nor the bough? Eat cake, drive fish and fly with the bread: do ye not notice how not to stare? These eyes of thee, don't you dare place 'em upon me.

At last I found the gold under the raindbow! What is a raind, and what is a bowl? How to place americans in the syrian pole? Syrian serial skiier, one who can't avoid but to fall through the hills, through the mountains; flying through the sky one goes with delight; flying through the mounds one goes with his rounds, his rounds of rose hounds, of his cannon big gun, of his arm and his hair, and his cheek, and chin and belching lair! Where not one dare to in lie, for the reek is awful, and the smells don't lie.

look, there goes he!, flying through the skii. Not the sky, nor the light, neither well nor wheel, goes him outwards with making a single shill. Lovelies fly beyond his embrace, and alone is left he to only the floor gaze, lonely, lonely, awful are his doings and bad are his wantings, yet good feels he for the spiritual longings!

Goes there, whom? On the pumpking lair. Pump and king, conjoined him? Yes, t'was done so. A king, big and fat and bearded and krowned; nor was he a pumpking, nor was him un-sour: not was he natural, least of all, and hall, healthy. He left all around him with that feeling of nasty! Big veins he had in his arms, and small ones he had in his penis. How could he compensate for such a small weenie? Buachachach! Cried in his low tone voice, a voice of glass who would make cringe James Joyce. And the weights fell, and the barbells broke the floor: not a king, no, he was no more.

To escape from hell is okay I guess my fingers are weird I'm just typing each word as it enters my head not really thinking about it explaining this my idea of communicating ideas. Even when its difficult im sorry for any spelling mistakes I think I cheated just now by using my backspace key to delete some stuff its hard to do properly as you just shut down ready for hamburgers you get me senpai no grammar though im not sure how to use grammar whilst doing this thing you get me famalama adingdong fingering is yupsetting happy mondays understand my jam tart is fun tasty original i had a gran she is dead now one isn't dead shes irish gay man has aids prejudice? I think so maybe sexuality is just ideas anyway I think not sure sex is good wish to kill jamanaji robin williams hung himself seems like a bad way to go i would gas myself with some sort of inert gas I did that once and came out breathing then again I was also eating kfc after being hit by a car i jumped in front of kkk is unoriginal bring back real racism. I don't like racism mang but I know I'm somewhat racist its like a beetle in my mind screaming endlessly except its not screaming its just upset reading is fun happy understanding write as if its your last day alive whether it be proof of life or your suicide note i would fuck josie long she wouldn't like me though

And that nasty beard of his, and that stupid glasses of hers, their parents, they acted like herd: dull and weak, they we much like freak, frak, frakle, tackle! Tackle the men in their swimming dazzle, nozzle, fozzle, dozzle. Do ye not caught-get the loch ness hozzle?

So,, are we not allowed to back space? I beg the pardon of ye! For all I have done was to back my space! Naught, naught, one did not falter , and did not do so as to come back and alter. No, naught, naught: yet he did correct mistakes, but avoidingly so to come back and do so. In the end, I am done! Such game is so much fun! I long for the time I'll come back, but sadly, in the morning I must be on the track. Cheers! Byes! Bye! Oh... I'll remember to say hi! Bye!

>>18304000
I don't know what I have stumbled upon, nor do I know what I have stumbled upon, but yet I partake in this activity for I am bored. Listening to music, I wait for intrusive thoughts to control my fingers and type this meaningless...writing?
I don't know...
Now that I've read over the above writing, I see that It makes no sense but yet I feel like it's write so I'll leave it be, My eyes are tired, should I go to sleep? I wish I had a lucid dream, I bet that'll be a lot of fun. I dont know what I'll do in the dream tho, that is if I actually lucid dream.

This might actually be interesting I've been thinking about the concept of flow for quite some time now actually I type kinda slowly so I have time to think, this is not as intended is it? I could go look right now at the things I've written about flow just some small annotation s but then it would interrupt this stream of thought, which is kinda useless actually I'm actually thinking a lot I'm sorry to all the souls I may have disappointed lol this sounded gay

>>18311806
I will try again now trying to remember punctuation and shit like that. It's very difficult though when you're doing this properly instead of these other obviously thought through responses that aren't just going word by word but infact just jam up their pieholes with sweet upset thoughts of custardy goodness. Jelly jam guys want to kill me my mother will die your mother will die. Upset happiness killing family members they speak to me on sunshine days gathering speeds of benjamin button logic turning backwards for the summer. Friday I will die in a way but remain not unalive instead he will come with a spear of hammers and bonk me other the head whilse slimy words drip from his mouth. The words are "my day is here and yours is not" the university is calling me but they don't care because I am unwell. My family has mental problems they say the walton family is crazy but I think it's just our nature as pseudointellectual failures who have never achieved but the voices from the underground say "He is opinionated and costly to his life in the process of his wankery" Q from star trek was right in calling for us all to die. The man behind me who I am afraid of feels my back with tingling weakness until I cry. He stands there in the dark. I see him but I do not as he watches me masturbate. I cry when the pillow does not respond to me sweet kisses. I'm running out now I have more to say but it feels fruitless like a tomato, the great pretender. I am the fruity tomato failing in my fruitiness and zest. Acid does not drip from me. It drips onto my. Spyware screams.

egggs pasta and mayonnaise with some white supremacy and sometimes i like the black people of america and i hate donald trump but the swan filters are staring at me whilst i type inaudibly the medication is haunting haunting

There was once a time I could actually believe what was going on. The deep strange thought of streaming snow in the winter stew of holy cross. And now I'm sitting on the toilet having a great time of the things I've been missing. In this whole consciousness of fruitless endeavours. And still I think that's this might be the most interesting life I could ever have had. I know that this goes in a direction that won't turn back and I know that all will be good.

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How do I write one of these?

Edited in some commas and stuff. This ones pretty weird I guess.

It was a wet day and I didn't want to go home, so I went along to the shore and tried to open up one of the seashells to give my life meaning, and I was taken aback by this shell and what it contained within. I didn't ever know of these things before and now I feel like I'm falling into the space of the universe without the fear of death on my fragile mind, and I was exhausted by the whole experience and I opened my eyes and I saw the apple of eden floating on the winds of the horizon to be taken by the time flow of the eternal cyst, and I took it and ate the apple and it turned me into another thing entirely, and I am not sure what I am anymore but I hope that I am ok in the end, but will my soul still be pure when I am done with this escapade, and will I be happy and will there be endless fruits of my labor to ripen in the eternal sun that shines over the land.

Always right, I said to my mother, and she gave me a bad degree of the round house of the price of stars and I came towards them and picked up the shade that intertwined in my body, because they held me down to hell and I want to be free in this world but I am not, and it becomes so hazy to live like this because they are always watching, and it makes me feel uncomfortable and I really don't like their eyes; their eyes red, open wide, and peering at me from the darkness. No sounds and they come closer and closer I know that they know me well, but I do not like them, and they do not like me, so I stand there and I just open my palms in retreat, but the eyes get bigger and they still follow towards my center and they are always there I cannot get rid of them, it is eternal.

>>18304000
I've wanted to try this ever since i read conversations with god.

Overly let's fly the heathen from hatches. I will not lay, his will to bide. You cannot wrestle the eternal burden of Eden, the catacombs wring their filthy necks. why should a fly sit atop a wing, the squeeze calls but i cannot ascertain from where. The calls the carry all day long, i know them. surely i must know them by now. no. stop. do not think. you never listen, we tell you. you used to talk to us but not anymore chagrin. so full of longing and there's the hum, it's deep. it calls in the night, the whirr of the universal engine. you feel weak but it's your full for not opening the bottle sooner. blank, blank as the moon. an endless chatter of whimsical nonsense, your words of jibber and jabber. an endless pass, no decision prior the bell tolls and FUCK. no ordinary cunt would forsake such imputes, the very lolly of obligation and prudence to send such a merry dismemberment, to wreak such fine silk upon the thighs of a godless hermit. such pain, ally my own doing, none of it real. how can i ever forgive you? the one trusted to guide me and you broke.

Missed yesterday, sorry

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Things unseen can only affect things seen if wanted enough. The unseen have some power in this, seen, world, yet not enough to outright change the course of history, as that requires being seen. Those seen are those blessed with the gift of life, those unseen are those blessed with the gift of knowledge. Being seen, yet unheard, is not unorthodoxed.

>>18313036
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Life gives it's fruits to those asking for such fruit. The fruit of life is that of one that is available to all of life, however, only those who have the want to aquire such fruits shall take such fruits.

>>18313038
3/3
The lives of others are of no concern to those who live their own lives to their fullest potential, as their menial decisions are but contemporary thoughts to those who work hard and strive for self-betterment.

>>18313039
4/4 as I tried keeping the same train of thought for as long as I could without being distracted.

Acquire such knowledge that you may be able to overcome any obstacles through use of knowledge given unto you through perseverance and self-teaching, as only the self can teach the self. Only y allowing knowledge to seep into the self can one appreciate the knowledge given unto them. Knowledge unlearned by those who do not wish to understand is wasted on their deafness, as they cannot, nor will not, appreciate such beauty in knowledge as they are filled with delusions and, as such, cannot appreciate knowledge enough to bring it into fruition. Knowledge is the key to everything and anything beyond the grasps of the mundane world, as knowledge is the one truth that cannot be mistaken with untruths, such as delusions that many perceive that are not truths. To determine truths versus untruths, one must have the strength tho overcome the untruths in a manner of knowing which is which, and which is not which, as the ones that are able to shall proceed from this life into the next, more advanced than those unappreciative of such knowledge bestowed upon them. Leaving knowledge unlearned is cause for unworthiness, as life is the gift of learning about the self, the self of which everyone has and can acquire betterment.

>>18309946
I supposed, but couldn't the speech bubble be coming out of the ground next to the stream?


Please bear in mind that I am in no way qualified to analyze other's ramblings, but I'll do it anyway.

>>18310832
Sounds like you want to take a journey within, but are afraid of what you might find

>>18310863
2. Possibly the same as above
3. You should try and conquer your demons before looking within

>>18311281
Great insights in this one

>>18311314
Do you have problems with your mother?

>>18311383
>yet notice nothing is nothing and space is but time upon the clock
This seems very deep

>>18311640
>Why these walls are there to keep me from doing what had to be done
Sounds like you're suppressing something about yourself

>>18311648
I'm glad someone else likes automatic writings :)

>>18311655
Thanks, >>18311662, for analyzing this one

>>18311681
>>18311698
You guys are welcome! I'm happy that others can appreciate their own writings as a tool for understanding themselves betters

Collate and organise the leaden atrophied muscle mass to preserve more telegraphic polyphony. Menstrutation can only occur when development of the pineal gland has reached near fatal proportions. Excavation of the body will begin at once. The stone will be a product of the deathly transfer.

>>18311736
I learned a new word from this, 'sarcophagi'
Your writings also lead me to believe you're more spiritually inclined than most, would you say that that's true?

>>18311746
>One show not try to imitate Joyce if one han't got thot there skills to do so.
Who is Joyce?

>>18311751
I had no idea that this thread would help so many people. Thank you for thanking me as all of you guys have made my day because of it.

>>18311754
>>18311762
>>18311774
I'm assuming you're the same person, you sound like you could be a poet.

>>18311807
Do you have issues with your parents?

>>18311822
>So,, are we not allowed to back space?
I do, sometimes. If you can backspace and continue writing without losing focus, than go ahead.

>>18311839
Do you have problems with your family? Also, is there anything going on on Friday that would cause you anxiety?
>I will try again now trying to remember punctuation and shit like that.
You can type it all out and than go over it afterwards and fix your errors

>>18311841
>egggs pasta and mayonnaise with some white supremacy
That meal doesn't sound very appetizing

>>18312715
What do you think was in the seashell?

>>18312721
Do your parents put a lot of pressure on you?

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>>18304000

God is dead. Doesn't matter. Elections are today, also doesn't matter. Think about skipping out on work, not interested in that anymore. Hate money. Need money. I think about suicide a lot, but I don't think I'd ever have the balls anyway unless it was quick. I want a gun. I'm broke though. Need a second job, but fuck the first one anyhow. Gravity falls is a great show so far. I'm too jaded to be in customer service. I want virtual reality to advnance to where I can be a fucking sky pirate in Final Fantasy 12. My girlfriend complains a lot, or maybe she just likes drama too much. I'm running out of money. I don't know how to convey emotion very well. She's too good for me. World's fucked, but it'll last. People think they're too important. Hail Eris.

i had deep pan pizza
my stomach makes noises
cant wait to poop

Give free reign to my wandering thoughts we are living in the end times it is the storm that needs to take place taken down to fundamentals the time to be who you are is now an energetic form of the end times – I know that the image of myself is not who I am, or is it someone who looks like me? Shattering a character on stage, gently ending an illusion, I was a Weeb but now I am gone I will now travel to the heart of your love which does not have a satisfying climactic ark into hell and back fall down the stairs of poetics and intimate places in homes of subterranean forces impassionate in our depths of universal experiences united in God’s memories analogous to a spider’s synchronous spidery body and an outbreak of a killing frost that will inwardly predict a world war between goths. Being alone in my head, an original mover that cannot be trusted. My intuition, the voice that I hear telling me that my life has importance, when it’s all completely false. Rampant intuition creeping higher into insanity brought me to my ghost, my stall in life. Let me quote a melody dee dede deed dede dede dee, I like that one and how it ends my therapy break.

My swaggering glass persona is dross – Does anyone want to be me? A satirical scope projected towards reality and an everlasting glaze on the top of my cake consciousness. You’ll never find me in my body. How can I enlighten myself if there is no self to enlighten? I don’t need to enlighten, I need to gain weight. If all thoughts and beliefs are just stories with no truth telling qualities then communication cannot carry truth and I count the slugs as the crawl up the wall one two three too many slugs. Let me now scream at the top of my lungs. Done. For three days I was fixated by the crack in my window before the drugs sedated me. I have seen God, glass, and spiders and the confirmation of how alone mankind is. So alone. It’s useful to discuss mankind as being alone in the cosmos. It’s not delusional to cope with abuse by breaking down and withdrawing from the fantasy of reality. I have learnt the fine art of knowing what is being wanted of me when I am being beat, of giving her whatever she desires. It is me who is ultimately in control. The worst monsters are the ones that appear to give you what you need.

>>18313163
>sky pirate in final fantasy 12
fucking lmao - same

>>18311736
>>18313155
I'm more spiritually inclined than my friends and family, that much I know.
I can identify with a lot of people on /x/ and I've been trying to go a spiritual way for almost a year now. I am sure more spiritual than scientific, that much I can say.

Awesome thread by the way, OP. Thank you for that. It really is a way to filter out what is bothering you at the moment.

Is this the end of all that has been proven to be true by the great masters of the once cloned door of justice. Have my mind been altered by the perception of the tail the human is to be bend by nature and space. Can we avoid the only thing that is beneath the shimmering shine of slavery. Can you feel the sound in your ear that is humming and vibrating by the end of the day. Seems like a shell drifitng in the ocean to be found by no more less than the holy man of his generation. Can you say that this is more than you ever been looking for in the space between your eyes? And so let's try to figure out what is hiding beyond the veil of truth and illusion. That something is under all this crap that has been hidden to us since the beginning of mankind. Can you imagine a world that is peaceful with all this shit going on that has been leading us on the wrong path? Let's not despair over spilled hopes that will never be fixed. Let's not face that which has not to be faced at once. Let's have the night for us and seize the day as it should be done. We can be negative about it but after all this is nothing but a game played by some kind of being beyond all comprehension of this earthly life of ours. Can you feel it or are you just standing there to watch what is all that is not to the extent of this hands that can be done by all the faces. I will not share what has been broken by all that interested in this endevour of this mistress by mistake that has been by all the uniforms and all the spaces in this smothering world of ours. I can never understand this house of strings and things that are there to be and to be they have to lead the innocent waters of all the moons and stars and united in the veil of the piece of one.

I am the one and the only one in the stance that i deserve to be in but I don't want to be in this stance I want to leave it and i want to joke around and be with others but I can't leave this stance because i want to disappoint someone and i don't know why but I want to do this so that i can be free from them that might be weird but I think it's very erratically pleasing and I have an interesting wish that involves love and hate simultaneously which is an odd combination but they're all the same to me anyways

Silicum barncanium I dance through the penis forest with sweat upon my brow. At the peak I take a peek and see a dirty cow. Falling through sulpher, mind full of water, hearing the ladies pray. I want to stay I want to go I want to stay today.

>>18304000
>I'm going to try making this a daily thread
Please do not

Fishes in a stream. Fishes to aquarius was considered a big deal for some reason? Prisms at Pinea. I fear psychosis and schizophrenia it would be a great relief if were transitioning together. I felt lonely 3 years ago.

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Have no fear, light is here, holding you ever dear. You fought long, and you fought hard, salvation is the last card.
Good thread, good concept, I hope you'd not rather be dead

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today i am sad right now i am upset sad sad sad

all your base belongs to us. no matter how hard you try we will always win

First thing comes to mind wonder if I leave it on autopilot random words in memory bank what I think come to surface drown in the beach whtever dont think about it find the word in the name the same finicky fickle man dislexic is for me from him in the end of the hallway of the bookstore think of words but never had to do it maybe this is how dream think say aloud when asleep talk sleep about you wake up to self going out preposition inside formaldehyde suction veins arteries word association no attention pay to me forget okay dont go from home fun run fun not fortified meat alchemy

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Missed yesterday again, sorry

1/3
On days such as today, things happen only if set forth on before this time, as such, only things that have bet set intomotion can reach fulfilment, as that is the law. The only way to achieve greatness is through concentration on the facts of th matter that matter the most, not the fluff of the hummdrum of the everyday life, such as eatiung and sleeping.

If life were to give it's most precious gift, itself, to those unworthy of receiving it, such as things of the past which no longer exsist in the present, than surely, c haose will ensue. To prevent such chaos, only the worthy have been given life, and as such, you must prove your worth to receive such life.

3/3
The five senses of the human brain can only perceive a small percentage of the existing reality in which you live inside of, to be abl;e to poerceive other senses, one must develop them as with strength and trainging one may be able to reach their fullest potential.

>>18317341
I tried to elaborate on this one, but couldn't write very much before I got distracted

Extra senses include perception of things unseen with eyes, perception of things unfelt with hands, knowledge given without a source