It didn’t number right. Supposed to be 321

Yes, meditate.

I’m sorry. I was caught up in an exchange with someone and thought you were them. It sounded in line with what they were on about, so I went with it.

Did you benefit at all from my work that you obviously went digging through since this called you, specifically, out, as I was taught would be the normative traffic flow on near-hits as far as refracted direct marketing goes by my handlers in the CIA, before I joined that cult, even!

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Not nearly hard enough

People who aren’t feeling well enough to be UNABLE to masturbate twice a week should definitely do other things besides masturbate so that they are not trapped by their dopaminergic cycles.

Can. Could. Should. Would. Won’t. Can’t. Shucks. Now you’re stuck being THAT.

But thanks for reading. That’s what the post was about, obviously, and not just flavor to get the dopamine addicts to read.

God says right a poem now for you

As it will show how to rise into true

Mastery o “self,” which b an illusion

If u think Earth real - u hav delusion

But, what I feels is speaking o light

Build that prefrontal cortex’s might

Independent phenomenon groweth

Dependent soul frēd bi wat soweth

Every moment b a juncture 2 know

How th particles in you do so flow!

Wave 2 th’ audience, for I do speak

So non-compliant know to b meek

Blessings from abstinence natural

Be happiest in acquiring a spiritual

Way o being which is way o seeing

That your limited by way of me-ing

There b perfect you: a cornerstone

How I bcām Shakespear on phone

It makes a really loud sound that only you can’t hear, too, just so you know.

Brah, don’t worry about the heat because you ARE negentropy.

Nah God did that. I just did the work.

I go and I do and I write and then I’ll think I’ll die next. Or sex! That could happen. Y’never know!

No, what I know is real is that consciousness is the base substance of reality, but not like pansychism that says rocks n trees are conscious, but rather we are pockets of consciousness called monads in a monadic nodal communication system.

Y’know, Server, Client, Holy Internet? We Know things, and what you’re saying is what I said fifteen years ago, before this trip and many others.

Ok Newton

https://youtu.be/nEa7CfPaCRw

I just started! I’m just like this, even wh3m aye deside two bee dum dum

No that’s the thing, I didn’t suffer. I experienced shit. It wasn’t shit. I grew. Now there is so little shit, no matter what I do. Thank God!

Do you know God? That would have made my life hell, not realizing consciousness is the base substance of reality and everything we each experience is procedurally generated in our personal reality tunnel.

Wow, look at this civilized “person” who behaves like a reflexive child when they experience a fnord! Hey buddy! 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, obviously. Go vent some of that unresolved teenage angst somewhere else!

Risperidone and deprakote!

It’s the fucking bat man, I swear! I just many funny comments on the internet.

Poems makes soul connect here

Wherever the words do I so steer

Forever in Akashic records I read

I make my “self” what I shall feed

Make wavelength whatll become

Sharin’ the highest of all wisdom

Much akin the ways of days yore

Receive same on yur own shore!

Fisher of men is the honest man

Such b the majesty of Gods plan