How Ideal…

[ideal-detector]

I am Yi Sang. My name is all I have to say.

This is a blog for detecting ideals in a post. Feel free to tag me in any posts that include the word ideal, or have the letters to make such a word. And while Yi Sang may be this blog’s spokesperson, ideal detection isn’t limited to Project Moon posts.

The ideal counter will be colored blue due to Dreamy Gray having a blue tone to it.

This account is comparable to @fool-counter, and I credit them for inspiring me to make this blog.

Tags for sorting connivence:

ideal detection—posts I detect or count the ideality of

suggestions most ideal—posts I have been tagged in to detect or count ideality

words of a taxidermied genius—posts not following such a gimmick and instead including my own words (ooc posts)

the crow’s eyes—answering questions from the ask box

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[orcboxer]

I have just combined all rice in the world into a single rouse

[ideal-detector]

I have just combined all rice in the world into a single rouse

Ideal count: 1

[galaxywarp]

once you realize you don’t actually need to sleep, you can really (stops talking abruptly and stares straight ahead for 4 minutes)

[textpostscymraeg]

unwaith i ti sylweddoli nad wyt ti angen cysgu mewn gwirionedd, fedri di wir (yn stopio siarad yn sydyn ac yn syllu'n syth ymlaen am 4 munud)

[ideal-detector]

once you realize you don't actually need to sleep, you can really (stops talking abruptly and stares straight ahead for 4 minutes)

unwaith i ti sylweddoli nad wyt ti angen cysgu mewn gwirionedd, fedri di wir (yn stopio siarad yn sydyn ac yn syllu'n syth ymlaen am 4 munud)

Ideal Count: 3

[eggl-rd]

lately been feeling like i have 1 angel wing and 1 devil wing and 1 normal eye and 1 black and red eye with black tears coming out of it

[ideal-detector]

lately been feeling like i have 1 angel wing and 1 devil wing and 1 normal eye and 1 black and red eye with black tears coming out of it

Ideal count: 1

[helldevilsfromsatanland-deactiv]

ive noticed lately that daylight has begun overtaking the night by great strides...a sign that righteousness prevails in the world ?

[ideal-detector]

ive noticed lately that daylight has begun overtaking the night by great strides...a sign that righteousness prevails in the world ?

Ideal count: 2

[ideal-detector]

This account I ideal

@100-limbillion-yi-sangs

Thank you for the compliment. Your account is equally, if not more, ideal.

[100-limbillion-yi-sangs]

Yi sang #36792: it is an ideal day to be be not dead

[ideal-detector]

Yi sang #36792: it is an ideal day to be be not dead

Ideal count: 1

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

that time in high school when my computer died and i was so deeply distraught i legit wrote an entire obituary for a laptop

[marlsbys-dragons]

Where is the obit Gaud, come on don’t hold out on us

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

i had to dig so deep through old backup files to find this, enjoy!

RIP (In loving, random access memory)

After a long illness, my beloved laptop, 3, while surrounded by family and tech support, succumbed in the night to an internal error. My laptop leaves behind one bereaved admin (me), an estranged guest user, an elderly warranty and a large extended family of synced mobile devices and browser bookmarks. Friends, we are gathered in this subdomain today to honor the memory, both RAM and hard drive, volatile and non-volatile, and mourn the data loss of a beloved digital companion. Caches to caches, rust to rust. Though its hard drive may be wiped, its chassis refurbished, and its processor sold for scrap, its torrent downloads and browser history will live on in our hearts, and eventually come back to haunt me.

[kaispeakshermind]

Caches to caches, rust to rust

[mistakenforacorpse]

I am sorry for your data loss

[i-got-the-feels]

I am sorry.

It must have been a lot to process.

[itsreallystupid]

another one bytes the dust

[sodamnbored]

Cntrl-Alt-But never Deleted

[ideal-detector]

that time in high school when my computer died and i was so deeply distraught i legit wrote an entire obituary for a laptop

Where is the obit Gaud, come on don’t hold out on us

i had to dig so deep through old backup files to find this, enjoy!

RIP (In loving, random access memory)

After a long illness, my beloved laptop, 3, while surrounded by family and tech support, succumbed in the night to an internal error. My laptop leaves behind one bereaved admin (me), an estranged guest user, an elderly warranty and a large extended family of synced mobile devices and browser bookmarks. Friends, we are gathered in this subdomain today to honor the memory, both RAM and hard drive, volatile and non-volatile, and mourn the data loss of a beloved digital companion. Caches to caches, rust to rust. Though its hard drive may be wiped, its chassis refurbished, and its processor sold for scrap, its torrent downloads and browser history will live on in our hearts, and eventually come back to haunt me.

Caches to caches, rust to rust

I am sorry for your data loss

I am sorry.

It must have been a lot to process.

another one bytes the dust

Cntrl-Alt-But never Deleted

Unideal Count: 5

[damienwulfriotoffice]

@ideal-detector

If that’s the unideal count, what’s the Ideal count?

[ideal-detector]

that time in high school when my computer died and i was so deeply distraught i legit wrote an entire obituary for a laptop

Where is the obit Gaud, come on don’t hold out on us

i had to dig so deep through old backup files to find this, enjoy!

RIP (In loving, random access memory)

After a long illness, my beloved laptop, 3, while surrounded by family and tech support, succumbed in the night to an internal error. My laptop leaves behind one bereaved admin (me), an estranged guest user, an elderly warranty and a large extended family of synced mobile devices and browser bookmarks. Friends, we are gathered in this subdomain today to honor the memory, both RAM and hard drive, volatile and non-volatile, and mourn the data loss of a beloved digital companion. Caches to caches, rust to rust. Though its hard drive may be wiped, its chassis refurbished, and its processor sold for scrap, its torrent downloads and browser history will live on in our hearts, and eventually come back to haunt me.

Caches to caches, rust to rust

I am sorry for your data loss

I am sorry.

It must have been a lot to process.

another one bytes the dust

Cntrl-Alt-But never Deleted

Ideal count: 10

[ideal-detector]

how many ideals in the intro for Bee Movie?

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway. Because bees don't care what humans think is impossible.

Ideal count: 2

[ideal-detector]

How much ideal in the "I have nothing but my sorrow" poem??

(this is a fantastic blog btw keep up the good work /gen)

I have nothing but my sorrow and I want nothing more. It has been, it still is, faithful to me.

Why should I begrudge it, since during the hours when my soul crushed the depths of my heart, it was seated there beside me?

O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.

Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.

O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.

Ideal count: 3

[ideal-detector]

WHY ARE YOU UNIDEAL NOE D:

It is merely a humorous jest in honor of April First. No need to worry, I will return to ideality soon.

[ideal-detector]

Un*ideal inqueries

It seems I’ve forgotten to edit an aspect of the layout……I shall fix that now….

[asteroidtroglodyte]

Me, tears streaming down my face, sobbing, as I stare at the stars: it’s just so beautiful

The medieval peasant I went back in time to give a bag of Doritos to, concerned: what terrible and powerful sorcerers they must have in your age, to be able to veil the vault of heaven itself from view, as you say

Me, sniffling: I didn’t realize, I can’t, it’s so much, I, I… are the chips good, at least?

Medieval peasant, trying to make me feel better: they’re… magical, strange traveler

[ideal-detector]

Me, tears streaming down my face, sobbing, as I stare at the stars: it's just so beautiful

The medieval peasant I went back in time to give a bag of Doritos to, concerned: what terrible and powerful sorcerers they must have in your age, to be able to veil the vault of heaven itself from view, as you say

Me, sniffling: I didn't realize, I can't, it's so much, I, l... are the chips good, at least?

Medieval peasant, trying to make me feel better: they're... magical, strange traveler

Unideal Count: 2

[infectiouspiss]

those two scottish cunts are mad for walking 500 miles and then 500 more but when you think about how much an uber costs they start talking sense

[ideal-detector]

those two scottish cunts are mad for walking 500 miles and then 500 more but when you think about how much an uber costs they start talking sense

Unideal count: 1

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

that time in high school when my computer died and i was so deeply distraught i legit wrote an entire obituary for a laptop

[marlsbys-dragons]

Where is the obit Gaud, come on don’t hold out on us

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

i had to dig so deep through old backup files to find this, enjoy!

RIP (In loving, random access memory)

After a long illness, my beloved laptop, 3, while surrounded by family and tech support, succumbed in the night to an internal error. My laptop leaves behind one bereaved admin (me), an estranged guest user, an elderly warranty and a large extended family of synced mobile devices and browser bookmarks. Friends, we are gathered in this subdomain today to honor the memory, both RAM and hard drive, volatile and non-volatile, and mourn the data loss of a beloved digital companion. Caches to caches, rust to rust. Though its hard drive may be wiped, its chassis refurbished, and its processor sold for scrap, its torrent downloads and browser history will live on in our hearts, and eventually come back to haunt me.

[kaispeakshermind]

Caches to caches, rust to rust

[mistakenforacorpse]

I am sorry for your data loss

[i-got-the-feels]

I am sorry.

It must have been a lot to process.

[itsreallystupid]

another one bytes the dust

[sodamnbored]

Cntrl-Alt-But never Deleted

[ideal-detector]

that time in high school when my computer died and i was so deeply distraught i legit wrote an entire obituary for a laptop

Where is the obit Gaud, come on don’t hold out on us

i had to dig so deep through old backup files to find this, enjoy!

RIP (In loving, random access memory)

After a long illness, my beloved laptop, 3, while surrounded by family and tech support, succumbed in the night to an internal error. My laptop leaves behind one bereaved admin (me), an estranged guest user, an elderly warranty and a large extended family of synced mobile devices and browser bookmarks. Friends, we are gathered in this subdomain today to honor the memory, both RAM and hard drive, volatile and non-volatile, and mourn the data loss of a beloved digital companion. Caches to caches, rust to rust. Though its hard drive may be wiped, its chassis refurbished, and its processor sold for scrap, its torrent downloads and browser history will live on in our hearts, and eventually come back to haunt me.

Caches to caches, rust to rust

I am sorry for your data loss

I am sorry.

It must have been a lot to process.

another one bytes the dust

Cntrl-Alt-But never Deleted

Unideal Count: 5

[cacklephony]

this grocery store I go to sometimes is Not Real what do you mean the floor is polished wood and you lightly mist the vegetables and there are like a trillion aisles and you play generic and soulless smooth jazz and it’s almost always empty-ish. It’s like being in a video game what. Maybe it’s a side effect of ch&cthinking but if ch&c wasn’t at a casino it would be at weird grocery store

[ideal-detector]

this grocery store I go to sometimes is Not Real what do you mean the floor is polished wood and you lightly mist the vegetables and there are like a trillion aisles and you play generic and soulless smooth jazz and it’s almost always empty-ish. It’s like being in a video game what. Maybe it’s a side effect of ch&cthinking but if ch&c wasn’t at a casino it would be at weird grocery store

Unideal count: 1

[ideal-detector]

How many Ideals are in "In Hell We Live, Lament" ?

I walked down a path

Leading to the past

Stole from the tree's hands

A regretter's friend, the forbidden fruit

I bite off the skin

Chewing on its tender flesh

Quaff down its lukewarm pus

You've became the "Me" who you despised

We've swallowed the time, let us rewind

Lament!

If you wanted me to speak

If you wanted me to think

If you wanted me to carry on our dreams

Each loop we live through (each loop we live through)

The standards inside me

The line I drew for me

Lowers to the earth

Lament!

Why'd you make my voice stutter?

Why do truths never matter?

Why'd you curse me with "You're a natural born genius"?

Endless inferno (Inferno)

Counter-clock we rose

Counter-clock we reload

Tick, tick, tock

Replayed thoughts

Forget me not

I'm inside the empathic light

I bite off your skin

Exposing the angels on your ribs

They stare at us

"Hello, how may I help you today?"

"Please, a one-way ticket to heaven"

Buckled up on velvet seats

Sceneries were passing by

Not so different from our hell

Not so different from our home

Then I realized someone's heaven

Could be the source of my torment

Life's allowing yourself

Allowing yourself to step on fire (life is to consume)

(Life is to become food for each other, no matter evil or good)

Shed tears on bloodied routes

(Life is fairness, life is inequality, life is in the motion)

Eternally in hell we live

By default!

Lament!

If you wanted me to live

If you want me to forgive

If you want us to pretend like we're civilized humans

Each loop we die through (each loop we die through)

The justice inside me

The ego fending me

Rationalize my sin

Lament!

Why do deaths end my torture?

Why can't anyone feel my hurt?

Why'd you crown the most violent to be champions?

In this inferno (inferno)

We built for ourselves

(Reviving) each other in this hell

Ideal Count: 18