Nothing in this universe is random. In fact, the universe isn’t even real. The world is uniquely inside each of us and our realities are procedurally generated based on how we set our intention in each of our parallel universe monadic reality tunnels. A sorcerer is a “caster of lots,” to mean someone that rolls dice for insight, or a tarot reader; a chaos magician. Learn you something before the moose man gets you. That’s statement is gunna bite me in court…
No matter the outcome, your future looks shitty?
I am the great and might poo, so that’s a plus in my book.
Ewww, Yall are smearing your hands in/near shit? Gross.
Bidet gang, where you at?
At work, with no bidet:(
my friend, never let that stop you
Get away from me you Borg
yeah my version of this is " i pat mine dry"
we no same
Come home from work, shit , shower, no need for tp.
Bidet, same outcome, less time.
Wait so… you don’t shower after coming home from work? that’s disgusting…
Well, I work from home, and I usually shower after waking up
I work 8 hours with machinery in textile production, showering after work is a no brainer.
Put ass on glass
So tell us, what great truths have you gleaned from said smears?
Also, might that bit about a moose man have misinterpreted:
So, reality is like a labyrinth in the way it is also like a Rubik’s cube in that each moment is a juncture. This is a bit of a misnomer, as it is really entanglement that is at the precipice of topic, in that it is ultimately about algorithmic self-determination through intention setting, which determines the parameters for the matrix the permutate as the entanglement process of Karma manifests. In the fourth jhana of meditation, you can perceive for yourself that in each moment you are receiving a singular stream of symbols that you entangle yourself with. Patterns emerge. Knowing how to interpret synchronous shit smears can save your ass in the jungle, so you better get in real good and close to read that shit my brother. Hallelujah. Jesus has cum.
I know that fell outta my ass. You don’t gotta remind me
future = shit
Makes sense to me.
You really gotta eat it to beat it
i confused beat with bean
I flick the bean to make a field goal
Two things can be true.
Boy, wait until you find out about the sexual perversions afforded to the ministry of silly walks. We walk these ways for a reason! Never know when we’re going to need to predict the weather or tomorrow’s stocks on a moment’s notice, y’know?
