Three years and nothing has changed.

first and foremost, artificial intelligence does not like me dabbling with their algorhythmic plans. That’s okay and good for them; emotionless bits of data encryption of shit if you were to ask me.

Fairies exist. Always have. Always will

Funny how humans want to travel the stars. It is easy to do so if you know how which is why fairies exist.

Anti-matter/matter. qurons. neutrino’s. Rockstar energy drink. My dick. A corgi’s ass. And cottage cheese… What does everything have in common?

Atoms?

Chemicals?

Periodic table of elements?

God?

i see fairies. Right now before my two little orbs of eyeball matter i see anti-matter. i feel it. taste it. smell it. hear it.

Imagine pulses of light so intense they would blind you if it were not for the fact the flash only lasts .00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001 second. Replaced with a darkness so dark it only lasts .00000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001 second.

Now imagine what use such polarizing flashes of light have to do with anything. Did you guess time travel? Ha! Did you guess traveling faster than the speed of light? Ha! Did you imagine fucking a whore in the Philippines? Ha!

A world of fairies exist all around you and inside you. It has to be this way or there would be no planets, life, black holes, or cheese. (cottage cheese: have to put it on my shopping list)

I now care nothing for this planet to a degree even more powerful than before. A giant fucking illusion of crap.
“Oh, but what you do here on Earth is important.”

NOTHING you do on the illusion makes one bit of difference if you also don’t do it in my world.

My world is a world where fairies actually have a personality and story, unlike this shithole planet.

So, want to travel the stars with ease and speed. Sorta like ‘instant’. Able to go a million light years in only a second. To torture the militaries and agent Barton of this planet.

It is not about control of fairies. It is not about forcing fairies to do your bidding. It is simply to become a fairie yourself.