Uniq’ue!

How does logic translate a foolish question?

Is it with facts?

Consensus?

Folly?

So here is your itty bitty, teeny tiny, easy-to-understand answer…

Nothing on this shithole planet is unique on its own. Not you, not her/him/they/them/it.

Deer are not unique.

Birds are not unique.

Earth is definitely not unique.

“You’re a fucking turd and don’t know shit!” (Hah, closer to the truth than being unique)

This is all nothing more than a test of illusions. Depending on how the illusions ‘score’ on the test is THEN the moment a unique flame is lit.

What so very few can understand is that there is only One Unique individual in the multiple dimensions you can understand and the many you are clueless about.

God.

God is the only one that is unique.

And since you and you and this whole illusion of ‘reality’ is nothing more than God testing God, if you pass the very easy test you become one with God and thus unique. If you fail, then you are no longer an illusion or unique or with God.

For some religious nerds, Heaven is to be with God. Hell is to be nothing and without God.

Whee!

(To shorten and explain in an easier way: The word unique is just another word. A useless word used to comfort many of those illusions thinking they are something they are not.)

Daily writing prompt
Which aspects do you think makes a person unique?

absolutely amazing. God does indeed have a wonderful expression of humor. Take today for example: A phone falls in the meadow, does anyone hear it? Answer: God did. So thanks.

And, corgi’s? They are a hilarious example of lovely humor.

As for the straight line, does it need to be any more obvious? A little shake their, a little rattle their, a message, an example, a need…

Again, thanks.

they chose the result

they get to realize the result

and yet they will still revolt

sad, pathetic, still…

there are some of them that will change.

potatoes are good.

(i did get a chuckle…indeed.)

then there was a complete story written

only…

Oh look. rain.

how strange.

and something about a pair of earrings?

(a corgi just farted,.yuck)

aaaaaaaaaaa

it gets better yet.

One

When I was five, I wanted to become four again.

Four was good but three was better.

Forget two and few remember one that day

the day when my Life truly began.

Thank you God.

(dedicated to those fucknuts who embrace abortion as a god)

Daily writing prompt
When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?

“This is not hokey pokey…” Ha-har-he-(burp)

it is enjoyable as i find it. soothing.

a bit of this

a bit of that.

floating a bit of fantasy/reality

Mary nope nada no

i do find it

wonderful.

What the Fuck???

And so…Model missing for 10 days after Dubai ‘sex party’ found broken and bloodied on side of road

A 20-year-old model has been left unable to speak, with her spine snapped and limbs broken after allegedly attending a sinister Dubai ‘sex party’.

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H-u-m-a-n

Man

Women

Created by, God.

“There is no God!” Said by a looooot of ignorant fucks. Literally, ass fuckers. Sick fucks. Nutty fucks. Fuctards. Fucking evil fucks.

“Tell us how you really feel?”

Fuck you.

I don’t wish you could see what i see, what i know, what is and what is not. I don’t wish that at all because you cannot handle it. And trust me, it is good.

Let me tell you something about God you may think you know or not, God’s ways are definitely not your ways, not my ways, and God is definitely not a fucker.

“Blasphemy!”

Fuck you.

God is truly love in a way so very very few humans can even come close to understanding just what Love is truly all about.

“Fuck you.”

Exactly. Now figure out this riddle: How can the words ‘fuck you’ be used while absolutely filled with love and peace? Go ahead. There is an answer, and it is good.

“I love you. You are wrong.”

And again, fuck you. You are learning though. It is good.

No, I would never wish for anyone of this planet to see what i see, feel, smell, experience each and every moment of what was/is/will be.

One day. A very special day far off in the past/future, the world will truly know the power of love and the power of two stupid words, ‘fuck’ and ‘you’.