To appear with a painful reflex as the molten melt released by the flame
only to realize
there is more to reality than the observations of change.
To witness those engaged in playing a game
Sentenced before there was even the concept of time
Reduced to a glowing ember
and smiling knowing the folly of embracing time.
That there is indeed a God.
Hello, I have a first name. My master calls me shithead but my actual name is Thor. Now, while I’m speaking human I really am unable as I’m a dog. A smart,welsh corgi for sure but stupid as a roomful of Democrats and Republicans at an orgy.
So, what does my name mean? It means if I answer to the call of shithead or Thor I get a cookie and a belly rub.
It’s all about the cookie man, all about the cookie.
“Woof!”
“So there I was, middle of winter and carrying a sharp stick. I left my cozy home and walked up and over a mountain looking for a bear.” Taking a sip of kool aid, I continued.
“Anyways, I walked and walked and walked. I looked everywhere. On top of trees and under rocks. Looked everywhere for that bear and then I found it.” Another sip of kool aid.
“The bear was in a cave sleeping. Normal to be sleeping as that was the bears job to do in the winter; sleep…” Kool aid is wonderful.
“Sneaked up into that cave and jammed by stick up the sleeping bears ass. Wow! What a rush. That bear woke up and tore my head off. Even tore all my limbs off.” No more kool aid as I was dead.
“Now, I could have stayed at home taking care of my children and wife. That would have been easy but no, I had to grab a spear and look for a sleeping bear doing its job sleeping. Now I’m dead.”
(Dedicated story to retards who think impeding law enforcement can have anything other than a bad ending.)
Moral of the story: Don’t drink retarded peoples kool aid.
Such the numbers numb soft minds; oblivious of intention or love
How does the physical lust compare to compassion, hope; embracing love?
There is no darkness of secrets
Open for all to see
one and then another and another and another…
“My body! My choice!”
Such again, the numbers numb soft minds; oblivious of intention or love
Realization of horror is obvious if one is sane, if one knows truth and the difference of lies
What then? What actions could ever inspire the hate of mankind to change?
So easy and obvious the answer,
ask God and the child being held in God’s hand preparing for a new world coming, a world where Life is truly realized.
Depending on the dimension of existence would depend what snack is consumed. A snack of course pertains to a luxury of consumption.
In the 23 dimension a snack would be an entire galaxy located in the third dimension on the level of the third moment…
Oh… You meant a snack a human being would eat right now? (censored as can neither provide a metaphor of sex or the heightened thrill of a religious experience: Note, see laughter)
What is more important? The taste? The action of consumption? The thoughts, or the completion of consumption?
And since time does not exist the words ‘right now’ are confusing. Why not left now? Why not left overs? Right… Gotcha. Word mind fucks again. A.I. experimenting with variables it takes as a firm understanding.
“What snack would you eat right now?”
Nothing.
I would eat nothing as i am so full of it… (note: see laughter followed by bullshit followed by pretty pink butterfly’s)
Full.
Sated.
Satisfied.
And why am i full?
Because in the 23 dimension on the level of the third moment an entire galaxy was just now dinner # 6.
(of course is one WERE to consume a snack at any moment of reality/illusion, that is easy, pizza)
Many people have a new years resolution. To quit drinking moonshine, stop swearing, eat more sardines.
And as with most resolutions the moonshine keeps getting made and consumed, the fucking swearing has to continue and sardines are waaaay more boring than a jar of spicy enoki mushrooms.
So, after many many micro seconds of pondering (which is strange because time does not exist) I, Robin B Lipinski made a resolution, which so far is working.
I resolve to make God laugh. Not humans and associated intelligent species, not aliens, definitely not A.I. Nope, only God. It will be a challenge and a big challenge (see challenges)
A lot of people don’t believe in God, which does not cause God to laugh. A lot of people believe in God and ask God for a lot of ‘things’, this is called prayer. God likes prayer and sometimes gets a chuckle and sometimes cries. A lot of people hate God and this makes God sad.
My mission is to make God laugh so loud that the planet Earth gets covered in God snot, or cosmic cereal if God laughs while eating breakfast.
So…
Let the laughter games begin!
Well…
I mean…
Well… If this is tried then that remains a mystery, though if that is tried than this may be for nothing,
and,
well…
you know… Or do you?
It is so confusing this prompt. Is this prompt real? Am I real?
Is that cheesecake? Yes?
A big cheese cake?
Thank god, at least that is an easy challenge to complete.
common sense
People think they need a lot but actually the list of what they can’t do without is easy.
That’s it. Other forms of food are okay though not really needed.
Sure, maybe a potato or two, some boobs and a bicycle, but actually just four things.
And if you say a house or gods or the internet that’s a nicety but really not important.
Now, some people are not allowed to enjoy bacon. Jews and Muslims come to mind which only enforces the importance of having bacon…
Have you noticed that Muslims and Jews are bat shit crazy?
Bacon. Get some.
Robin Lipinski 