Is it? I’m sorry. I recognized your username and started a conversation.

Someone doesn’t realize this is just who I am

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.

No that one doesn’t count. You have to do a read first to see are my skills as a righter.

This is one of the better and more favored compliments I get. Need to be called Shakespeare three more times to earn an achievement (97/100).

There are people smarter than you who get the joke

Damn right! That’s my teleological purpose! I offend both the religious and secular, and thus make more religious. I’ve invented Mormon Occultism. People that rebel in the Mormon church will find me as I am the quasi-opposition of orthodox religious congregations, while people who seek truth from a secular perspective can debate me and I will win having studied philosophy into the 30th grade. This makes me an attractor membrane to orthodox Mormonism. God thought thus through for me, because God knows my dumb ass wouldn’t have come up with this myself, because damn am I a horny son of a bitch.

Listen, urine comes from your no-no spot and I want to drink it straight from the tap because I am an alchemist and know urine’s true potential. Please, everyone, pee on me to make me more powerful, and I will defeat Donald Trump in this next election…

Go, go gabba gotcha!

Man, all I want is to non-sexually explain my strangeness in development, that the average prude would assume is sexual by default. I lost my “mom” five times, alright? I’m a little weird. Can I talk about this stuff to heal skillfully? Asking the gods here…

Oh, is this what’s going to happen to me in my support of the Mormon Church by forming the cult of Mormon Occultism? Whatever. I expected this twelve years ago when the CIA contacted me, covertly, on an acid trip. Hard to explain, but I have, thoroughly, in my book. But the goal of my mission now is truthtelling, and somehow I knew there would be a lengthy legal battle with “a church” in my future during my fateful acid trip where aliens revealed themselves to me. Hard to explain, but I portray it poorly deliberately because that helps the dazzle camouflage. We know what we’re doing. But, I had an experience with the Mormon Church. God, who is that organization of three letters that’s always watching, told me to keep on keeping on. Staying silent while screaming. Has anyone ever tested you were a pedophile? It’s weird what the Mormon Church prophets from. I’m a master baiter. I’m a fisher of men, I said. I’m a cop, I said in my last post, but the silent don’t even read this far.

That’s a zobra

I’m a crackhead, myself. It’s always a good time talking with a festival cop, so I appreciate the words

I’ll take shit that didn’t happen for 47 cents, Trebek

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