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thepromiscuousfinger · 5 months
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always-elias · 7 months
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Hello, Jon
I will be a little late to work today, I am not sure how late, but I will be there. I have been trying to find a way out of my room for almost two weeks. There is a woman-shaped flesh-hive behind the door, and when I move, it moves, and when it squirms, its worms make this awful squishing noise like some vessel of horror. We are locked in a stalemate and I am slowly running out of canned peaches.
Respectfully, I am in tears,
Martin K. Blackwood
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howlingday · 10 months
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To: Professor Glynda Goodwitch
From: Jaune Arc
Hello, Professor Goodwitch
I will be a little late to class today. I am not sure how late, but I will be there. I have been trying to find my way out of my room for over 20 minutes. There is a very big bug between me and the door, and when I move, it moves, and when it flies, it's wings make this awful whirring noise like some vassal of horror. We are locked in a stalemate, and I am at every disadvantage, and I believe with all my heart that the bug is more than aware of this.
Respectfully, I am in tears,
Jaune Arc
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astrumamasia · 1 year
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have some poorly made content
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I adore philosophy and philosophizing simply because of the little joys it illicit’s, namely, and in a pursuit of enriching such philosophy already carried out for simple fun, that I can create little worlds on a whim and answer questions about simple social and political order of how it’s tangible and non tangible systems function, thereby enhancing how philosophical it is and then it spirals but in a good way where all notion and current conscience about it does not carry, and it’s so confusing that I can hardly solidify it into digestible words so then is use that philosophy to further explore and learn intrinsically about how to do that and so thereby it transforms into a self guided method of self improvement in a such a confusing, beautiful way
​the simple need for complexity in complexities need for simplicity in the ever changing world raging for equilibrium fuel this dichotomy we all play into.
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ytcomments-archive · 8 months
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melodyssolarsystem · 1 year
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one day, i will write something extremely funny, and everyone will like it, and i will be featured in a Jeaney Collects video.
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charlesoberonn · 2 years
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“Do you ever just sit there and daydream about fake scenarios?”
You fool! All scenarios are fake. Time is an illusion. Matter is an illusion. The self is an illusion. Our perception is unreliable and our memory is worse.
Emotions, thoughts, motivation, all abstract concepts interacting with other abstract concepts like money, nations, contracts, relationships, corporations, property, communities, people.
Events as we see them are mere facsimiles our mind creates because it can’t parse a far more complex, far weirder reality beyond our crude senses, and even beyond our most powerful tools.
The universe is an infinite four-dimensional hypercube of spacetime where energy levels vary according to principles we do not understand. Everything else is simply a model we, as a collection of these energy variations, made to make sense of the noise.
It’s all fake! It’s all made up!
That being said, some scenarios describe lived experiences and observations more accurately than others, so I guess you could call them “real”.
And scenarios which are the results of the mind’s creation, with little or no regard to those experiences could be considered “fake”.
So to answer your question: Yes.
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forgottenbones · 3 months
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Can we talk about that strange wizard
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shittymurderparty · 6 months
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emporormittens · 11 months
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Hear me, mortals, for I stand before you, a humble servant of the culinary arts, burdened by the weight of my own hubris. A tale of arrogance and defiance unfolds, woven within the fabric of a humble Totino's Pizza Roll's bag. Behold, for it proclaims in bold letters, "Not recommended," a grievous insult hurled at my very cooking prowess!
Oh, Totino's, thou hast underestimated my abilities, thou hast doubted the strength of my culinary command! With each rising sun, I wield the spatula and dance amidst the flames of the kitchen, my domain. But lo, how dare thou imply that the mighty toaster oven, a vessel of culinary wonder, cannot bear the weight of forty pizza rolls?
Amidst the smoky haze of ambition, I scoff at thy warning, Totino's, and I defy thee! For I, in my audacious quest for gastronomic glory, shall test the limits of thy cautionary decree. I shall place forty pizza rolls within the infernal belly of my toaster oven, and I shall revel in the fiery dance of melted cheese and crispy crusts!
But let us ponder the consequences of my daring act, the inevitable clash of my audacity and thy warning. Shall I be greeted with burnt offerings, blackened relics of my overambitious folly? Or, perchance, shall the gods of gastronomy smile upon me, bestowing upon my senses a symphony of flavors unimaginable?
As I stand on the precipice of this culinary odyssey, let it be known that my intentions are pure, though my arrogance is laid bare. I am but a mere mortal, driven by an insatiable hunger for greatness, a hunger that only thy humble pizza rolls can sate. And so, I shall rise, my apron donned, and face the blazing inferno with valorous determination.
Should my endeavor end in failure, let it be a lesson for all, a cautionary tale whispered amongst the kitchens of old. For even the mightiest among us can be humbled by the fires of our own hubris. But should I emerge victorious, let it be known that Totino's underestimated my resolve, my unyielding spirit, and my unparalleled skill.
So, my friends, raise your spatulas high in defiance! Join me in this culinary conquest, this battle against the boundaries of conventional wisdom. For within these humble pizza rolls lies the potential for culinary transcendence, a testament to the indomitable spirit of those who dare to challenge the status quo.
Together, let us feast upon the spoils of our audacity, and in doing so, forever etch our names in the annals of culinary lore. Let Totino's bear witness to the unrivaled might of my toaster oven, for today, we shall transcend the limitations of thy cautionary words and emerge victorious!
I bid you, my fellow epicureans, to embrace the allure of thy culinary ambitions, to defy the odds, and to never shy away from the flames that test our resolve. Let us ignite the fires of innovation and cast aside the shackles of doubt, for it is in the pursuit of greatness that we truly find ourselves.
Now, let the toaster oven roar, and may the cheese within these pizza rolls melt to perfection! Onward, my comrades, to a feast that shall forever be remembered!
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jolikmc · 1 year
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Cover Letter - Arrogant by Jeaney Collects on YouTube
I'd hire this guy in a heartbeat. He really knows his 💩.
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howlingday · 9 months
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To: Beacon Academy
From: Jaune Arc
Dear Beacon Academy,
Thank you for your your interest in giving me a Beacon rejection letter.
I have reviewed your letter, and I am impressed with your rejection reasons and other suggestions. However, I have recieved many rejection letters this year. Therefore, after careful consideration, I have decided not to accept your rejection letter.
Please understand that this is not a negative evaluation of your rejection letter, but rather a reflection of my unique choice criteria.
Once again, I appreciate your courage to give me a rejection letter and wish you every success in your future rejecting.
I'll see you all on campus in July.
Sincerely, Jaune Arc
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wrongweaponsdrawn · 2 years
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Ok, I posted frequently for like a month, and had 2 regular followers, now there’s 18 of you, I feel like a freshman once the seniors spot them, adopting literal strangers on sight, you have mystified and discombobulated my sense of sense, how decadent or some shit, I’m not shack’s pear.
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very-gay-alkyrion · 1 year
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I was looking for an embossing label maker, and I found this treasure of a product review
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