Jul 22, 2024
BULLIED IN THE FUCKING WIZARD CHAT I CANT BELIEVE THIS
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BULLIED IN THE FUCKING WIZARD CHAT I CANT BELIEVE THIS
everyone go into the woods and come out with a wizard staff. It’s required
Wizards listen to oil of every pearl’s un-insides and shed a couple tears
Spilling half drank potions(failed tests) onto my floor to see if my enchanted floorboards have any chemical reactions to it.
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One time I spilt a potion containing an antidote for a nasty curse onto the ground. Normally I would have just levitated it or zapped it into another plane of existence--but it was late and I had a couple of drinks. Before I could even notice it fell I heard it shatter on the ground. The putrid smell, so foul, like a powerful batch of rotten potatoes and hog’s ass. I had to look away and gather my bearings before assessing the damage.
One thing that I feel is important to tell you is that these enchanted boards is that they were once used by a necro-morpher. This guy could turn anything dead into inanimate objects. Faster than i could comprehend, the floorboards sprouted eyes, nose, ears, mouth, and a subtle layer of peach fuzz. Enough for it to feel alive.
One of the worst things I ever heard were the poor soul’s cries.. Eventually it turned back. Since then I’ve spilt so much stuff on it, each other time I have been given small wooden effigies, trinkets, even once an enchanted wooden spoon(I’ve made quite the soups with it!). This time I’m hoping for a new wooden tobacco pipe.
If life exists on other planets it’s probably just like mushrooms. Or the most fucked up shriveled guy you’ve ever seen.
The Dreamer's Truth
I am the Dreamer and the Dream. I myself am the Mudra that is you. I put myself in the pose of all the experience of life and experience the answer to my own hypnosis. The dichotomous suggestion of a conditional world is the venom of ego. It is to forget the origin of the presumption of what is and experience belief in a temporary entity as a divided or even divisible self. And I'm sorry, the ego has demonized this message as having incredibly dark connotations and/or tried to invalidate any claim to this perspective. It has developed an information system based on self defense against the truth. "you" might experience me as an absolute chaos of perfect mystery, however the fact is that it is the other way around. The chaos is the ego and all the beliefs and framework it gets for its life it patterns itself. Including any necessary limitations to knowledge, or truth, that need to be removed from the mundane logic pathways. Even avoiding the patterns or the signs of the presence of truth and its necessary state. That is the unhealthy response to death psychology, a metabolic overload that is one's life under the duress of conditionality.
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Ugg, few issues with my host here and there. Need to do some more research. But the saga continues!
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Dreams.
If you surround yourself with negativity and negative thoughts all your life, you end up being consumed and defined, by your negativity that seems to linger around you, or even the fear you have of things if you let them consume you. You lose yourself somewhere. So why not lose yourself in positive thoughts? Why not enjoy the good in life despite all the evils and wrongs surrounding all of it?
People define us by who we seem to be before they know who we truly are, rarely does a person turn out to the the same when you really know them.
It takes too much courage.
More than I have that's for sure.
But why not show them more than who you are, why not show them the person you strive to be?
Instead of meeting little old boring me, who looks at the world and sighs and says fuck this shit I'm going back to sleep where i can fly and shoot lazer beams out of my eyes, I want the world to see the me that is the one who believes that with the right effort and time, I can shoot lazer beams from my eyes, in real life.
The me that dreams that no dream has an end, because I am the master of what I dream in my dreams, and I am the master of who I am in real life too.
If life is just a dream, I want to make it one hell of a good one.