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Cake day: December 5th, 2024

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  • Deriving ad hominem as an attack and missing that the intent, perhaps so poorly able to made as there exists no correct distinction of any sense of absolutish. Especially as the only thing truly absolute is that the only exception to it is suicide. Reading that with the mistake of implying narcissism, which I mean as not of any person in particular but rather the error of Unreal logic unclicked into a Closed Source Tournament game. Hash paint I’m sloppy drawing right now as the application relevancy, if you Will.










  • I do understand more than you. Granted, that stated only based on your here and now declaration of importance.

    You’re taking the card playing as some king of importance at all when the dealer is stacking the deck. Doing so in a way that has you think their shuffling means anything at all about what is actually happening. They aren’t even hiding anything at all.

    You seem to miss how that same shuffler/dealer told your grandparents and great grandparents how money isn’t real. That the only way to have what YOU are saying should be happening is to basic do what Heath Ledger did in his second to last show best regarding the display what the only alternative being.

    The last one he wasn’t even able to finish, was the way to see and the struggle of visibility you have in front of you regarding that whole shenanigan.

    There’s more but that’s only on the table if you can stop “playing” poker and realize that the game was just an example of why, not just you, but everyone will lose. Even me.

    I’m not here to fight with you. I’m struggling with the task of learning how to talk to people like you and, yeah, those with “Privledge.” I even have a Marvel and Duel of the Splendor board game that play often enough just studying the true delirium Mani Mani erects buried within the collective conscuous.




  • No, there’s more heads than you bother to count.

    You’re pointing at the stage and ignoring the strings of not-paper in your hand.

    It doesn’t even bother to note you that those strings are zapping all bothersome you feel from being so obnoxious from having to count them and make sure no one stole your strings.

    You thought the strings brought you dinner.

    That dinner just poisoned your whole decaying concept of having a concept of perception to begin with.