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I went to Scooters today and made small talk with the window clerk. I was off from work today for a dentist appointment, but I almost never go anywhere without my wife with me. Whenever the clerk asked me questions like "where are you from", I just kept answering with "we" like some kind of collective, omnipotent, hive-minded schitzoid.

#I probably am anyway

Afterlife

The thought of an "afterlife" is a purely human construct to give purpose, hope, and drive to ones life and, I suppose, to push people to live good and meaningful lives before they no longer can. There are no accounts as to what really occurs beyond death, so I believe that what lies beyond is whatever you choose to make of it.

With that being said... Sure, Heaven sounds cool and all, but when I die I want to own a parallel mini-dimension in which I am the sole omnipotent, divine provider to enact the justice and balance upon the world that it truly deserves.

The world is cruel to kind people and, in some instances, justice is based on the speculation of strangers, sometimes without hard evidence. Enacting punishment upon souls undeserving -- allowing to walk free those who must be caged in indefinance.

Unfortunate souls, you need a friend in the sky, a proper judicator to rend all evils and a landscape where no kindness goes punished. In death, I will ascend meager flesh and deprive my Sphere from its transcended ideal form no longer.

I once believed I may turn to tyranny, but in truth, I would just get attached to some ragtag cast of characters and make them my messiahs and missionaries or something. I will let them pet my cat whom I will enrich by allowing him to shape the night sky by bapping planetary and celestial bodies like marbles.

I would then send my missionaries to some unsuspecting secluded tribe on a distant continent who has not even yet fathomed the idea or a loin cloth. Lmao. And then I'd probably have to smite them instantly because they'd attack my people for spewing some nonsense like religion at them, and we'd make zero progress. What a shame...

But I love my messiah and missionaries. I will turn them in constellations when they die and let my cat smack around their remnants. But don't worry... I will put them back into place.

#god complex #delulu #Honestly what the hell is wrong with me #My favorite delusion #What is your ideal post-death?