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randomkposts · 5 months
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Once I had a dream where someone came into a cafateria that in dream logic I knew was the protagoniat.
They sat down at the table and an option box came up asking them if they would like to consume the cursed pasta. They picked yes.
A deep creepy voice - slow but powerful - started on the whole "I am thou ,thou art I." And followed it with something like " I am the flying spaghetti monster. Our selves made one, joined by the pasta within you that is of me." And so forth
The text box then told the protagonist that they had made a pact with the flying spaghetti monster.
I joked with my friend that I now knew what the persona 6 protagonist would be summoning, and mostly put it out of my mind, and remembered it again with the persona six news.
Looking up stuff about pastafarisiam (which I didn't really know anything about at the time) "Thou shalt have no other monsters before Me." (Suggestion 1:1) suggests maybe it wasnt a protagonist I was dreaming about. Or maybe that you can't fuse the flying spaghetti monster based on the rest of that quote "The only Monster who deserves capitalization is Me! Other monsters are false monsters, undeserving of capitalization."
I'm surprised with the emphisis on pirate's, it doesn't show up in one peice. It would be funny. Though a fan creator named Sirkrookodile created The Kami Kami no Mi, Model: FSM. I suppose Luffy has a fundamental food diffrence to pastafarianisms.
I am a little reminded about the naruto fanfiction "the book of Naruto" on fanfiction where Naruto becomes the ramen god, and people especially Hinata are praying.
Naruto has some odd fandom religions. Another one that comes to mind is "the log" by "ThatReallyReallyWeirdDude".
I'm getting pretty derailed from the intent. Thats partly the point, as I read about about Unit 731 on Wikipedia. Something about world war ii has people doing fucked up nightmarishly horrible shit to other people, and while that does add some context to ficitonal scientists like Hojo its 3:20 am, and I would like to be distracted from that, sorry.
Back to the flying Spaghetti monster, I don't think I'm into the party culture of FSM heaven or hell, but I do like their quote about joining their religion
"Go ahead. Try us for thirty days. If you don't like us, your old religion will most likely take you back."
Its quotes are great actually
"I'd Really Rather You Didn't Use My Existence As A Means To Oppress, Subjugate, Punish, Eviscerate, And/Or, You Know, Be Mean To Others. I Don't Require Sacrifices, And Purity Is For Drinking Water, Not People."
I have no idea if it will show up in persona 6, but if the flying spaghetti monster shows up, someone please tell me, because that eould be really funny, and I dreamed it years ago.
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crippled-peeper · 10 months
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you know who’s the mostest responsible for systemic ableism!?!?! physically disabled people who killed themselves. they obviously hate neurodivergents and only care about physical disability. suicide isn’t a menral health problem unless it happens to me
- half you ableist freaks
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pineappleciders · 2 months
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not a request but
I always wondered why writers took so long with requests.
I decided to try to write a fanfic and CHAPTER ONE TAKING ME A WEEK. I now understand your pain and I feel so, so sorry for you and other writers.
dawg if it's hard for me i feel bad for all the ao3 authors who constantly feel pressured to update and add new chapters like im sending u love and care bro😭😭
on a serious note if u or anyone else is writing fanfics plz remember to be patient with yourself!!! and always prioritize your menral health!!!!!!! taht sentence sounds silly but srsly creating art can be painful sometimes yk
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karlursoart77 · 1 year
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Waiting for my menral health worker down stairs getting to to out to the store from reasons it feels tired and dreary out right now and in my engery flieds but I be glad when I get my food in the house no doubt I gotta mask up alot more I dont want too be sick again (at Torrington, Connecticut) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm9ojtAuhNX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Oh to get some adulting done without my brain throwing a massive temper tantrum first
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browneproject · 3 years
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Radioactive Cities - #MentalHealthAwareness Song From my latest album "Radioactive Cities" YouTube Video
It's also out on CD Album & Digital Down via my #Bandcamp page
Proceedings to towards getting a Debut Viynl Album Pressed - Thank You if you support https://browneproject.bandcamp.com
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ab101801 · 3 years
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Just a reminder that healthy love DOES exist and that YOU’RE WORTHY OF IT.
clye, A xx
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I'm mentally burnt out after today. I can't put into words how happy I am to hear my colleague is okay after a day of worry and stress that he'd potentially ended his life. Really makes me realise that doing the mental health advocate role I do isn't always about helping everyone, it's about helping that someone and I feel my safeguarding actions today did that.
So now two hours after my shift ended I'm sat in my car, tears falling from my eyes and processing today's events. I need my bed 💛
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serenityquest · 4 years
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acidbabyviolet · 5 years
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Mars is opposite Saturn so that means I should be careful about doing dumb stuff that could get me hurt yet here I am mixing pills then mixing them with alcohol and just to add a lil razzle dazzle I’m going to see how deep I can cut and starve myself. We love a self destructive queen🥰
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tinyangrytoad-blog · 5 years
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3.25.2019//Day 1
First days are always stressful. First day at a new job. First day of the new semester. First day of college. First day on a new medication...
For me, today was a first. My first day being on an anti-depressant...ever. I’ve suffered from anxiety for many, many years and up until a few weeks ago I have been able to manage it on my own. But after too many “public” anxiety attacks and sleepless nights I couldn’t do it anymore.
It’s about 9 Am and I’m sitting at my desk and my cushy office job and I’m just staring at the little white Lexapro on my legal pad. It’s almost funny how small it is compared to what I know it can do. I stared at that pill for what seemed like an eternity before I swallowed it along with my other medications.
I knew about the side effects of Lexapro. I did my research just like with any new medication. Still, I wasn’t ready. Within an hour and a half I started experiencing my first side effect-nausea. It hit me like a brick wall. I could no longer focus on my computer screen or the phone ringing on my desk. All I knew in the world was this cramping deep in my stomach and the rolling pain that came with it.
I knew I was going to throw up. My first thoughts when I realized this was, “Where is it acceptable to throw up in an office?” Maybe outside? In my own trash can? It must be the bathroom, right? I felt so ridiculous thinking about this. But when the time came, bathroom it was. Public office bathroom. Do I need to say more?
Needless to say, I left work. At this point, I didn’t think I was sick from my Lexapro. My S/O has been sick the past couple of weeks and I thought that I had finally gotten sick from him. So I went home and napped for about 3 hours. When I woke up I was completely fine except for the pounding headache and strange pressure in my head.
The rest of the day went by without another issue. I stayed in bed and watched Friends, enjoying my unexpected day off.
Then I went to bed.
I don’t know when I woke up but it was late into the night. I woke up gasping for air and a horrible feeling of dread took over my body. In the back of my mind there was a tiny, tiny, voice telling me my body was on fire. But, I wasn’t. Then that tiny voice spoke up and demanded that I be on fire. I needed to be on fire. That’s the last a remember before waking up again to my alarm.
I hope this doesn’t continue. It just can’t continue like this.
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anaesthete29 · 5 years
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Box of thoughts
Surrounded by four walls
A box of thoughts
A soul rests
A heart beats
The sound of thoughts ricochets on the wall
While the soul decays
And the heart weeps.
Surrounded by four walls
A box of thoughts
A soul ceased
A heart stopped
While the sound of thoughts tears down the walls
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psycholojay · 5 years
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The battle of the weak
You may fail a hundred times but it doesn't mean you're weak, you may cry a thousand river but it doesn't mean you're giving up
Showing your weaknesses doesn't really mean you are no longer capable of achieving greater things, it's just, everyone is different, I am different, you are different, we all are, I may cry at the movie titanic and you wont, I may not be scared in the movie conjuring and you might be screaming to death, I may love to consume a tub of ice cream without worrying what will I gain and you will, you might enjoy the company of your friends and in my case I don't
See, we are all different okay? If you fail, rise up, if you fail again, try again, if you failed again for the third time it means you have to work harder, improve yourself unleash your best potential, you may say to yourself, "I am at my best" but come think of it, if you are at your best why do you have to try again? See the difference? Let's stop complaining about other people's lackness or either not seeing our worth because we knew to ourselves that we are the best, instead let's build a bridge of understanding that things are not really meant for us, it may not be easy but soon enough you will realize that understanding individual differences will be your greatest weapon
We all have individual differences, and this differences are the one creating walls to someone's life, being able to understand this, we will be able to help them break down their wall and see the beauty of our world
I believe in your dream and your future is big, prove them that they are wrong, show them your best potential , quitting is never an option, life may be difficult but quitting is never a choice, you are capable of greater things, I believe in you
Being weak is never a sign of failure, you've faught for that long, what quit now? Keep in mind that it is not the situation that make us sad, it is on how we view the situation, you should now the difference, positive thinking is the key, stop magnifying all the negativity, instead, try look into the bright side, I know it is hard to be positive when you are struggling, but, it is worth a try
being able to acknowledge your weaknesses can make you even stronger, all you have to do is believe, you are stronger than your thought, and you are worthy of everything.
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shesnotsocrazy · 6 years
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What's worse, being in a group of people or being alone?
Regardless you are left with awful, intrusive thoughts. Panicking and self doubt. But is it better with a distraction? Can you handle being alone and away fro a big crowd?
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fabulous-by-choice · 6 years
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Baseline.
*Takes medication for mental illnesses*
*Brushes teeth for the first time in a week*
Me: Is this what being stable is like?
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mixingmetaphorsoup · 6 years
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You ever fuckin uhhhh executive dysfunction yourself out of finishing a piece of homework you could have done in 15 minutes?
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