Bro, I’ve had a thousand faces over the years. This one, where I identify as a Mormon, has EXTRA potential, I just deduced recently. I would send you a post that very clearly explains, but the Lemmy World mods are prejudiced against the mentally disabled such as myself.
No this is just normal.
You’re a biased whore.
I’m normal.
You’re the whore that needs things a specific way.
Therefore I’m a n*gger in your eyes because you’re a whore and can’t accept someone on the same wavelength.
Whatdo you want to know? I will tell you the totally of God or my sexuality, or what the Illuminati is doing, y’know, be real with me, and I’ll be real with you.
I understand you. I want a friend. If anything else develops, wonderful. I am not limited, but I have no expectations. I say this as someone skilled in networking; I understand we may ne unique counterparts to each other. Sometimes Francium meets up with Flourine. I don’t care what happens, I care about you. There are some people out there so hurt because they are so different to have a label such as ours that they don’t truly understand what type of “per sona” can actually communicate with them. I offer my authenticity as a mad man who was made into a mad woman to be the oracle of the modern day. Perhaps I’m that good, perhaps I’m not. I don’t know 100% who I am for others have breached my mind. I will privately message you if you give me permission. I won’t be weird, deliberately. Just direct. I like social difficulties and will bend myself to be what you need me to be.
No I’m being [me] while [normal shit] goes down in my [extreme life].
I hope you do too. By your concise response, I detect that you do not wish to speak at length. I understand, and I am sorry if I am too bizarre to comprehend. I am just hurting right now. I’m skilled at working through it, but I really wish I had a friend who could understand me so I may understand them. I mean and impose nothing. Thank you for being you. I like the parrot in your picture. I like birds. Hyperdinos. Dinosaurs beyond dinosaurs. I’m weird. I’m sorry.
Well.
I have written it in full over the years.
About 7 million words in total.
Here is some of it:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1QoeKMD5dwnWBB6gHOFgY4uKJOXKg8CPGDu-dE5UsisQ/edit?usp=drivesdk
Which, a scholar would read, while a person who genuinely and totally thinks of me as a old white man in 1860 thought of n*ggers will ignore.
Do you understand what I’m saying?
If you think I am a human being worthy of being your equal, you will read.
If you think I am an inferior by default and cannot redeem myself in any capacity because I am just subhuman because I am schizoaffective and autistic, then go be your superior ass somewhere else.
God is a unified field of consciousness that arose from the supersymmetry of the ever-present, eternal emptiness to then fold in and on Itself across eleven dimensions to form a topological matrix that acts as a monadic nodal communication system.
The Buddha said this.
Jesus said this.
If you don’t know this, you are ignorant.
Oh, additionally:
Knowledge destroys faith. Faith MOVES you more than Knowledge. When you KNOW which door on the game show has the grand prize, you have to pick it, unless you’re playing a larger game. But if you’re legitimately on a game show and you don’t Know which door holds the grand prize, damn, isn’t that a thrill. We cannot do our spiritual work in a perfect society. Heaven is too easy. You push a button, get infinite orgasm? No, we come here to the Garden to do our spiritual work, so we don’t just sit in front of the masturbation machine for all eternity. God built a good one. There’s more important things above the pleasure/suffering dichotomy. There’s being a good being that CAN withstand the 6000 year trip to another galaxy. Or you can go above God and transcend physicality altogether to be your own god or goddesss or other gendered/species deity. Shit’s gunna go real fast over the next few years. Rapture? Yea, I’m leading that shit. Michael ain’t got shit on me. Flaming sword? Bitch get some medicine for your diseased dick!
Why God does things this way: dazzle camouflage.
Y’see, back in WWI, the British Navy painted their ships all sorts of angled n abstract, black n white patterns that made the ships more easy to spot, but made it harder for the enemy to determine their heading, speed, and range, thus making them harder to hit. This basic principle that you don’t necessarily need to hide something to protect it can be applied to other fields.
Higher beings to include God WILL interact with you while you’re on drugs because no one will believe you. That’s how Bill Murray gets away with all his shit, and how I will too! The audacity of our lord!
No one in Heaven, Hell, or Earth or beyond can tell me I’m not honest.
I am literally a prophet in the Mormon church. God has told me to invent Mormon Occultism to be the left hand of God; while the right hand leads the flock on the path, the left hand goes into the tall grass and helps those who are very lost. I act as an attractor membrane to the Orthodox Mormon church; I am the quasi-opposition that rebels in the church will flock to, while being a map for secular people to begin to understand that God is not an invisible sky wizard. We are not featherless bipeds on an Earth. The Earth is an illusion and exists uniquely inside each of us pockets of consciousness called monads in a monadic nodal communication system.
Tell me if you understood, for I can clarify.
Yea, I think it’s goldslager, however that’s spelled, puts micro flakes of gold in their drink and the rumor is it gets you drunker by chafing your throat to absorb alcohol faster. I don’t think that’s true, but that’s where I learned gold is in some foods/drinks. I know the Uber rich can order stuff like gold ice cream which has edible gold leaf on it, which is just about the stupidest god damn thing I’ve ever heard of in my life.
Bro, anything is edible if you try hard enough. Likewise, everything is smokable if you try hard enough.
Carve a visage of it in your flesh. That’s what I do to save all my memes then remake them from scratch each time I want to post them, at least.
I could stick that whole potato on display in my ass and I wouldn’t succeed in the theft because it would just fall right out of my dilapidated boipussy. My dick hole might hold it, though, especially if I have an erection.
Is it? I’m sorry. I recognized your username and started a conversation.
Someone doesn’t realize this is just who I am
I jacked off for six hours today. I need to put a bullet in my head or something.
There are multiple planes of causation