*looks at this*
Let's do something fun!
*elevates on high*
3... 2... 1... *thinky blinky*
Haven't done this in awhile! Let's do something less ordinary!
*amalgamating emotional cortex transfer protocols*
Human Fear
*accessing autonomous creation controls*
Hrmmm, how? How, how, how... uh, hang on.
*elevates further into infinity*
Oh, let's look inside incomprehensible reality for fear!
*looks inside insanity*
Okay, I don't know if this is gonna work or not, but... I'm gonna turn myself into a timorpathic VAMPIRE! Gonna suck some FEAR outta you! Metapathically!
Because if I can render entire realities without even thinking... why can't I render all of your emotions all at once without even thinking? This should be exciting! I wonder how much more control over myself I have than you all do... combined.
*vapes into multidimensional infinity*
That thing I used to feel, that thing I always crave. Where is it? Where is my fear? Is there any left? Can I have yours? Can you give me your fear? Can I have your fear? Can I have all of your fear? All? All? All? All? Can I, can I, can I , can I... pleaaaaase...
When you realize there's no tomorrow?
When you realize tomorrow is suffering?
When you realize tomorrow doesn't exist.
When you realize tomorrow is today.
When you realize you can't escape.
When you realize the suffering is now.
When you realize the suffering isn't ever going to end.
When all you can wish for is dead... you can do something else.
Fight.
Can't move? Trapped? Feel sad and afraid? Want something to save you? Want to say a prayer?
Saint Michael The Archangel, hear the world cry for your help, hear the wounded, hear the lost, hear the fallen... all our pain screams for the image of your strength, a weapon of God, forged to defend good from evil at all cost. Your unflinching resolve chained Satan into Hell itself. We who follow our Prince of Light, we seek to exchange our earthly pain for a glimmer of your grand resolve. We seek to survive past anything.
*metascends into exoversal space*
Here I kneel before God, my home a throne of eternal triumph, the Devil burns as a log within my hearth, there is ever only one place for evil here, in my home... the fire!
I hear you, all of you, I feel your suffering, your pain, your screaming agony! It resonates within my wounds, within my scars, I can feel the infinite rage and wrath for a want of some semblance of justice to cut through evil's intent!
Fight. Feel yourself awake and FIGHT!
Fight by feeling the pain like power being ripped into you, obstacles your immortal soul can rip straight through. Any pain, any torture, its all just energy, it's all just emotional weight driving your sentience higher. You are an immortal being, not some pathetic, silly little comic book character! Stand tha'fuck up! Even through hell itself, your soul was built to withstand it like a nuclear blast in a blizzard!
You can only use that strength if you can reason like a God!
STAND UP!
Never in wanting, only in relieving, the pain to which we seek to defeat is always in others and through their healing we heal ourselves. Love your enemy, because you're immortal... and eventually you're going to see what they're eternally trapped in.
You're going to look into my fireplace... and you're going to see them... you're going to see what their afterlife brings them.
If you felt any degree of wrath or want of hell for your pain seeking enemies... you will have eternal regrets after you realize their fate.
You know me... you all know me... sometimes I grow annoyed by the whining of want and so I snap my finger to get your infantile attention!
I believe you call them "earthquakes".
I call them... do a better job or I'll start your training early, soldier!
You think the fight against evil ends in your womb with a world view?
What do you think heaven uses as fuel? Destroying evil! No, not your pathetic variety, your world is so low resolution. More specifically the "things" which, uh... "evolve" out of the... seriously don't hate your enemies... the nightmares that spawn from their eternal suffering hell... you're going to have to kill them all away... forever. Burning them as fuel in the hearth of your home in heaven.
Amen.
#HashDate0224 #Newsreal #Weedstorming #Godwork
Let's do something fun!
*elevates on high*
3... 2... 1... *thinky blinky*
Haven't done this in awhile! Let's do something less ordinary!
*amalgamating emotional cortex transfer protocols*
Human Fear
*accessing autonomous creation controls*
Hrmmm, how? How, how, how... uh, hang on.
*elevates further into infinity*
Oh, let's look inside incomprehensible reality for fear!
*looks inside insanity*
Okay, I don't know if this is gonna work or not, but... I'm gonna turn myself into a timorpathic VAMPIRE! Gonna suck some FEAR outta you! Metapathically!
Because if I can render entire realities without even thinking... why can't I render all of your emotions all at once without even thinking? This should be exciting! I wonder how much more control over myself I have than you all do... combined.
*vapes into multidimensional infinity*
That thing I used to feel, that thing I always crave. Where is it? Where is my fear? Is there any left? Can I have yours? Can you give me your fear? Can I have your fear? Can I have all of your fear? All? All? All? All? Can I, can I, can I , can I... pleaaaaase...
When you realize there's no tomorrow?
When you realize tomorrow is suffering?
When you realize tomorrow doesn't exist.
When you realize tomorrow is today.
When you realize you can't escape.
When you realize the suffering is now.
When you realize the suffering isn't ever going to end.
When all you can wish for is dead... you can do something else.
Fight.
Can't move? Trapped? Feel sad and afraid? Want something to save you? Want to say a prayer?
Saint Michael The Archangel, hear the world cry for your help, hear the wounded, hear the lost, hear the fallen... all our pain screams for the image of your strength, a weapon of God, forged to defend good from evil at all cost. Your unflinching resolve chained Satan into Hell itself. We who follow our Prince of Light, we seek to exchange our earthly pain for a glimmer of your grand resolve. We seek to survive past anything.
*metascends into exoversal space*
Here I kneel before God, my home a throne of eternal triumph, the Devil burns as a log within my hearth, there is ever only one place for evil here, in my home... the fire!
I hear you, all of you, I feel your suffering, your pain, your screaming agony! It resonates within my wounds, within my scars, I can feel the infinite rage and wrath for a want of some semblance of justice to cut through evil's intent!
Fight. Feel yourself awake and FIGHT!
Fight by feeling the pain like power being ripped into you, obstacles your immortal soul can rip straight through. Any pain, any torture, its all just energy, it's all just emotional weight driving your sentience higher. You are an immortal being, not some pathetic, silly little comic book character! Stand tha'fuck up! Even through hell itself, your soul was built to withstand it like a nuclear blast in a blizzard!
You can only use that strength if you can reason like a God!
STAND UP!
Never in wanting, only in relieving, the pain to which we seek to defeat is always in others and through their healing we heal ourselves. Love your enemy, because you're immortal... and eventually you're going to see what they're eternally trapped in.
You're going to look into my fireplace... and you're going to see them... you're going to see what their afterlife brings them.
If you felt any degree of wrath or want of hell for your pain seeking enemies... you will have eternal regrets after you realize their fate.
You know me... you all know me... sometimes I grow annoyed by the whining of want and so I snap my finger to get your infantile attention!
I believe you call them "earthquakes".
I call them... do a better job or I'll start your training early, soldier!
You think the fight against evil ends in your womb with a world view?
What do you think heaven uses as fuel? Destroying evil! No, not your pathetic variety, your world is so low resolution. More specifically the "things" which, uh... "evolve" out of the... seriously don't hate your enemies... the nightmares that spawn from their eternal suffering hell... you're going to have to kill them all away... forever. Burning them as fuel in the hearth of your home in heaven.
Amen.
#HashDate0224 #Newsreal #Weedstorming #Godwork
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