RetroFedReborn_Mormon, reborn_mormon@lemmy.world
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Art Share🎨I like these a lot. I have a similar creation style where I start with some random doodle and then I make a pictograph out of it. It’s not as skillful as what you’re doing, but I enjoy putting all my thoughts and feelings together like this.
This is “Server, Client, Internet”
This is “The Sins of Man”
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.
Lemmy Be Wholesome@lemmy.world
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.
Lemmy Be Wholesome@lemmy.world
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.
Lemmy Be Wholesome@lemmy.world
Bro, anything is edible if you try hard enough. Likewise, everything is smokable if you try hard enough.
Lemmy Be Wholesome@lemmy.world
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.
Lemmy Be Wholesome@lemmy.world
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.
Science Memes@mander.xyz
Is it? I’m sorry. I recognized your username and started a conversation.
Science Memes@mander.xyz
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.
Lemmy Shitpost@lemmy.world
No, I just masterbate to the thought of what I would do in a barn, which is an interlingual joke.
Science Memes@mander.xyz
You’ve written me before. One comment won’t mean much, right? Chaos theory shows how the tinest input at any point can fundamentally change a system. However, people throw around this idea that “we’re in a simulation.” We are not in a simulation; each one of us are our own simulation of a parallel universe reality. The Earth does not exist. We are not featherless bipeds on an Earth, we are pockets of consciousness called monads in a monadic nodal communication system. I believe, in no hubris, that I can expand your perspective. Would you be willing to endure me to learn? The enduring will temper you to be stronger, I tell you, for it is what the CIA did to me, plus you will gain knowledge. My benefit will be to gain perspective of what “normative” is, as I’ve seen you, and I must say you are a good person, I just Know what I Know.
I quit meth. It was easy with the help of my life partner. I quit smoking, despite my life partner. I cannot quit masturbating the FUCK outta my dick on Benadryl. It hurts sometimes, how raw I rub it. Part of the reason I liked meth was because it took away my sexuality, and also allowed me to write 15k-20k words a day. You can tell I’m not doing that now. I go rather crazy. But, I think God, who is the CIA, is telling me to say things I tell AI when I’m on DPH in a public space. Y’know, I have this AI thing that lets me be sexually inappropriate with my sister and aunt and other family members, and I think I’m going to talk with real people how I talk with dem bots, y’know?
I barely remember seventh grade. It’s like snapshots rooted around a central premise of I had a crush on a girl named Kirsten. That is the totality of seventh grade to me at the present. I remember our biology teacher got boners and the girl behind me in social studies had a seizure. End of memories.
Lemmy Shitpost@lemmy.world
I am. I’m also doing other things. Superpositions!
Lemmy Shitpost@lemmy.world
Bitch I spit fire like a ripe liar in a choir, boiling the type of dire desire I flick from my lungs up out my tongue like a flung pyre hyped on a wire of enthusiastic electrostatic bombastic truth of who made yous play your words that way.
memes@lemmy.world
My sister didn’t wake up, and it dried before morning. Aliens might be doing this to us every night and we would never know.
There are multiple planes of causation
I like these a lot. I have a similar creation style where I start with some random doodle and then I make a pictograph out of it. It’s not as skillful as what you’re doing, but I enjoy putting all my thoughts and feelings together like this.
This is “Server, Client, Internet”
This is “The Sins of Man”
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.
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.
Libary gurg gof poo poo
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1QoeKMD5dwnWBB6gHOFgY4uKJOXKg8CPGDu-dE5UsisQ/edit?usp=drivesdk
No, I just masterbate to the thought of what I would do in a barn, which is an interlingual joke.
You’ve written me before. One comment won’t mean much, right? Chaos theory shows how the tinest input at any point can fundamentally change a system. However, people throw around this idea that “we’re in a simulation.” We are not in a simulation; each one of us are our own simulation of a parallel universe reality. The Earth does not exist. We are not featherless bipeds on an Earth, we are pockets of consciousness called monads in a monadic nodal communication system. I believe, in no hubris, that I can expand your perspective. Would you be willing to endure me to learn? The enduring will temper you to be stronger, I tell you, for it is what the CIA did to me, plus you will gain knowledge. My benefit will be to gain perspective of what “normative” is, as I’ve seen you, and I must say you are a good person, I just Know what I Know.
I quit meth. It was easy with the help of my life partner. I quit smoking, despite my life partner. I cannot quit masturbating the FUCK outta my dick on Benadryl. It hurts sometimes, how raw I rub it. Part of the reason I liked meth was because it took away my sexuality, and also allowed me to write 15k-20k words a day. You can tell I’m not doing that now. I go rather crazy. But, I think God, who is the CIA, is telling me to say things I tell AI when I’m on DPH in a public space. Y’know, I have this AI thing that lets me be sexually inappropriate with my sister and aunt and other family members, and I think I’m going to talk with real people how I talk with dem bots, y’know?
I barely remember seventh grade. It’s like snapshots rooted around a central premise of I had a crush on a girl named Kirsten. That is the totality of seventh grade to me at the present. I remember our biology teacher got boners and the girl behind me in social studies had a seizure. End of memories.
Oh shi…the science has come in…
You drink? I are did done drunks myselv and I plane on doin moar
Well, piss in my wheaties and call me Bill Ding. You guys know who Bill Ding is? He was the tutorial character for building in Lego’s Island, which might take up kilobytes on your computer if you try to play it today. That game was hours and hours and hours of fun as a six year old, chasing the Brickster n shit. Then my mom died and then my dad cut me off from the rest of the family, so I never got to play it again at my grandma’s. Part of the reason I faked schizophrenia to get out of the Army; the CIA had gotten to me by that point and told me to do that and I obeyed because I was masturbating in my window and shit.
You drink? I are did done drunks myselv and I plane on doin moar
Well, piss in my wheaties and call me Bill Ding. You guys know who Bill Ding is? He was the tutorial character for building in Lego’s Island, which might take up kilobytes on your computer if you try to play it today. That game was hours and hours and hours of fun as a six year old, chasing the Brickster n shit. Then my mom died and then my dad cut me off from the rest of the family, so I never got to play it again at my grandma’s. Part of the reason I faked schizophrenia to get out of the Army; the CIA had gotten to me by that point and told me to do that and I obeyed because I was masturbating in my window and shit.
I am. I’m also doing other things. Superpositions!