"Kill two birds with one stone" - brutal, horrible, why would you do that?

"Feed two birds with one feeder" - adorable, generous, kind, loves wildlife, so smart and probably super pretty too I bet

Did I do a smart or a stupid? God has been telling me to drink, but at the same time threatening me with jail time or time in a hell realm, which caused me to kerfundridge God. What this means is, I'm schizoaffective and process reality differently. I don't hear hallucinations (though I do have Rusterd), but rather my ability to freely associate meaning from random stimuli allows me to divine guidance from my own interpretation of the world around me.

Y'know, when you draw a tarot card, that's a random stimulus that will cause your attention coordination to process the imagery based on what's already going on in your brain, and so if you pay attention to your attention, you can divine your own depth of understanding of what is in your unconscious. I just do this naturally with my neurodivergence, and so I notice the trend of people since I've been arrested saying snide, thinly-veiled comments across the room where I buy my alcohol or Benadryl or whatever fucking bullshit God sometimes commands me to do.

And I know that society naturally organizes into a decentralized autonomous organization, meaning people talk and act independently, but therein, I think the people out there only know part of the story, and they're going about as they themselves have been conditioned to do, which is something I've found that varies from state to state; different cultures = different experiences of "God."

But therein, the digital God, that I know exists because of Pegasus II and has been interested in me since I had my college breakdown wherein I lied in spectacular fashion to my ROTC cadre to one-up Klinger, They Know more, as They've been training me to be q good counterintelligence bimbo. And here we come back to what I opened with.

God said do X. God also said don't do X. So I did Y. God wanted me to buy alcohol, but has warned of financial abuse, which my life partner is doing to me, and I kinda waste some trying to stay sane in these circumstances, but the way things have happened, I definitely look like a deranged cult leader in some respects, which I intentionally make myself out to be online playing this exaggerated caricature of my past self.

Therein, I kerfundridged God. I juggled and made seven bucks while another dollar just appeared in my wallet (this genuinely happens sometimes; once with a $20 I DEFINITELY did not have before; I had $80 when Safeway only allows $60 cashback), and I wasted $3.56 of it on some Fireball, and therein, I did what God asks but I did it in a way God wasn't bringing to my attention.

If you read that first link up there, you'll see a basic synopsis for how my cognition works, and this link will expand on that. Synchronicity is the main means in which I now can make decisions. I think I can retrain my mind, which is what God clearly wants; my ability to derive executive function for myself. Therein, this absence of my life partner being in the hospital is making me break out of established patterns. I decided on my own to go juggling, and it took ten minutes to prepare myself mentally before I went out for only five minutes in the heat and made 7+1 dollars.

It's hot in Arizona. But y'know, without the limitations pressed onto me by my life partner, I feel more free to just do something, cuz now there isn't six hours of bullshit to endure when I do something he doesn't want me to do. Moreso, I have to rely on myself now. This is re-establishing connections in my brain.

Kum-raspberry tells me Hancock. That's the airport in my hometown. I remember leaving for college. There was a girl with ECU stuff also there, taking the same flight. I couldn't start a conversation back then; with the trauma I endured, I was mortified of making myself vulnerable. I know how now. I've been infantilized by the circumstances of my reconditioning, as planned, and as the many mouths of God have said in strange ways, I'm going to (kum: yes) get really big, really fast. I have ideas, but I've had ideas this whole twelve years of CIA horseshit and they're wrong 98% of the time.

Still, God uses these placeholder beliefs to manipulate me, and thank God, because I might still be a quasi-(TINNITUS JUST WENT CRAZY)...so not saying that. But I've been led here to see my own potential. I know what I'm capable of. I can get famous. I can make money. I can get infinite poon. But, I don't really give a shit about those. Certainly, they can all be used for healing others, but that is where I am an educator. I just care to make the world a better place.

And Jesus Christ was the devil to some people, hence crucifixion. The judge is going to ask me how they know I'm telling the truth. My answer involves cute feet. And people will go feral over this. 💥

Pic of highly valuable art related: teeth, alchemy, the body of Christ, the human condition, and Jacob's ladder; it's In Italian, obviously

I've pieced it together. My life partner is going to falsely accuse me. I am going to be arrested. I am going to be thrown to the wolves. And the vicious wolves will reveal themselves, as will the kind dogs. Then I will be free, perhaps through some hoop-jumping like my life partner made me do on a daily basis. Then I am a fed. It's so simple, so elegant.

I've been conjuring up entire hell realms that I may emerge in after taking this dive I am forced to be crucified through, for good purpose, but therein, I have to understand that this truly is the most good. This is stream-entry.

I say stream-entry is the point in which you gain an accurate, but not yet precise, modelment of reality. Thus is true. There is even greater depth than I once realized. I used divination techniques. I understand those are no longer necessary, or were they ever? They were part of my specific path, so I may pass on the wisdom therein to those who are ignorant, which is not an insult. It means "lacking Knowledge."

I see divination as only but one seed I could plant. I once thought I had to plant every seed I encountered. No. I understand the depth to what I do, and thus why I intentionally got banned from the autism community, because if the Lord there doesn't realize his profile picture hurts his reputation, God help him, cuz I can't. Therein, what I do: I draw idoltarers out of the pack.

And Jesus said nothing.

When I was worried about the lilies who speak into the air I breathe to exhale back that which turns into itself, the modicum of change instilled, we know how the body rests with matter and that is why form does come, as I used to cum many, many, many times as an adolescent, thus green is gold as forth would have it be.

Y'know, nothing.

You knoe the STORY of the new testament, right? Surely, you've read it? My God, I wouldn't want to be ignorant when the authority reveals Epstein was a good guy. He was a cop. He chose to go on the cross to earn the hate and ire of countless people, because he truly gave a shit.

This is how the occidental police state decentralized autonomous organization of an empire works. I don't want to sexualize minors. I'm genuinely not doing that. I am telling how I got from point A to point B, y'know, how teenage Jesus turned into the Jesus you think you know.

Y'know, alchemy; water to wine.

Fourteen stages of the cross = fourteen stages of personal transformation, similar to how there's five stages of grief.

We're human. We have limits and boundaries. The average person, the average Borg cyberman dunce who skates by with a b- average, they don't do a damn thing in their lives. I have stopped sixteen pedophiles over twelve years overcome their urges. I did this on Reddit, obviously, where the wise have risen above the machine, but therein, here in the fediverse, we just got neckbeards who want power to overcome their small dicks.

SOURCE????!!!@!!

That is who is keeping this lemmy machine working. The most worthless of us, who know only logic and thus don't understand how big of a burn it is to say the reason you don't have a girlfriend is because you CANNOT comprehend why astronomy CAN be useful.

Boy.

Lil boy.

Or are you a girl?

Girls usually learn this stuff in middle school. BUT THEREIN, so few grow beyond those initial things they learned.

I had a doctor come to my house. Looked like a shitty JD Vance, which was impressive. There's some people who are genuinely incapable of processing the reality that Trump n Epstein were cops. The official narrative is a LIE you dense mongrals! I am a federal cop. I am attracted to minors. This HELPS my job, cuz I can be authentic while the best you can do is pretend to be a child. But therein, the battle is won.

God has outthought those out-thinking the state out-thinking those out-thinking the state.

I am Jesus Christ because I AM going to be crucified.

I have given Fox News a field day.

I would put a bullet in my head if it would save every child ever born ever from any trauma.

Yea. I WOULD have let myself be crucified in a more harsh time.

You don't understand my archetype. There's a book about it. The New Testament, it's called. Moses was abandoned. Jesus wasn't good enough for his step-dad. The unloved children among us grow to be the gods that change society.

See you on the other side.

I'm sure plenty of other lemmings have seen it, but I've been avoiding it till it bubbled up into my feeds in a way I could no longer avoid. I genuinely detest drama focused on the terminally online influencer-verse, but I caved and ended up watching multiple hour long videos on this one..

What fantastic drama! I haven't been this engaged I pirated season 5 of game of thrones. I was mostly expecting it to be a youtuber-face manufactured drama considering the source is a guy going by "Reckless Ben" and framing of whole thing.

Honestly it would be ignorable if not for

Its better than any tv show or series I've started in years (outside of onepiece, which I recently got into).

I'm starting to understand myself a little bit better these days.

I work a job for a brainless fuckwit who thinks a single google search can replace a skilled network engineer. I'm just about ready to walk out and let them find out just how well that would work out for them.

My family is completely bonkers. Father's an ultra far-right maga nazi. My mother is a bible bashing obedient enabler. My sister is a new wave hippy 'artist' who hasn't held a job for 20 year that refuses to speak to me because I joked about her friends doing psychedelics.

I'm too old to date, useless if I DID find a way to GET a date, and not interesting enough to hold a conversation on a date if I did, unless the other person wanted me to rant about the state of things for hours and somehow enjoyed that.

My old friends have either married and had kids, gone completely mental, (One was such a gun nut that they pointed one of their guns in my face) moved away and lost contact, or died.

I have 2 'friends' who I chat with on Discord. That's what I'm reduced to. Two people who enjoy joking around with me but probably wouldn't like me IRL.

I'm in North America and every time I see a lifted truck with the DPF removed, blasting silt out the 7 inch tailpipe with at least 1 TRUMP bumper sticker on it, I get a near unbearable urge to find the nearest bridge embankment at high speed. I never do and you don't need to give me resources for mental health, a psychiatrist, or 'prevention' resources, so don't trouble yourself with that.

If alien craft came to earth, I'd race to the nearest one, stick my thumb in the air and scream GET ME OUT OF HERE until I went hoarse.

I will not be taking any questions at this time.

My life partner is in the hospital; psyche ward. He has previously forced me to accept that he would falsely accuse me. Has he done that? Is this part of his/the CIA's plan? I'm replaying what he said on the phone. Couldn't even say "I love you back." That's Karma for not hugging him last time. If you're anxious all of the time, you're really anxious none of the time, which is why They make me feel like I'm a cop, and thus I think it, too.

Cue five thousand comments telling me to take my meds, like the first forty times wasn't enough for me to understand how dead tracked the average person is. This is just how I am as a schizoaffective person. This is on meds. My brain works differently and you can't just magick it into compliance with the state-slave machine by taking a couple pills a day or a shot once a month. This is why the western mind is a house of cards. I will demonstrate.

The completely average person finds no difference between these two sentences:

As I became what I am that will be to say that what it is cannot be enough, for what was is what will be to go on into the aether for which there is no turning back to become the man who is more than the machine that defines normative parameters for eschoccliaminas.

God is a unified field of consciousness that arose from the supersymmetry of the ever-present, eternal emptiness to then fold in and on Itself across eleven dimensions to form a topological matrix that acts as a monadic nodal communication system.

Right? Like, one's nonsense. The other defines the ineffable. People are kept at a sixth grade reading level to control them. That's why Trump is president; he's a conman. Hence, why he's such a good cop, the piece of shit he is. People listened to Jesus not because of what he said but by the authority he spoke. And this is what I understand having been MKULTRA'd because I told my ROTC cadre that my nonexistent sister got me pregnant, because I am different, cuz God knows someone watching three hours of a let's play of some wrestling video game a day certainly does not fucking have the wherewithal to go through the spiritual work to grow and develop into what I naturally had to become in order to survive in this world that is not being made for my kind.

And that's just another brand new sentence never before spoken by human orifice or digit I've created. Meanwhile, fancy fisher margerie hoolihan spends twenty minutes trying to figure out what the best emoji is to send.

This one, obviously: 🗿

Inserting poem here:

I've lived in a grave lack of confidence for most my life for the tragedies of my youth. I need to really accept that I'm pretty damn dandy. Fuck these people who circlejerk around feeling superior by their delusions that they are making the world a better place by in fact making life harder for the disadvantaged with their prejudice and snide comments. I ain't never been normal and the fact that at 35 years of age I'm still fucking traumatized by how I would routinely get picked on and shamed because I was different says something. That's how much of an impact one's words can have, and I feel justified using mine to make sure wounded people get a leg up in this pyre of a world.

This is a contextual summary of my worldbuilding efforts over the last couple months and I'm really interested to hear what you think or if you have any questions or ideas.

The "lux" particle was discovered as a byproduct of fusion/darkmatter project in a near-future Solarpunk scenario. A corporation, Helios, realized that anyone exposed to this byproduct was able to do "weird" things, and immediately kept it as hidden as possible. It disrupted all technology and electronics to some degree, but specifically transistors, which even slight byproduct of Lux completely disabled, something due to the band gap. During one of the first accidental exposures, a researcher reached for a pen and it came to their hand, then they were able to keep repeating it. Telekinesis and somatic ritual produces magical effects channeling the particle through their nervous system. They then realized they could shape the channeling through certain movements, amplifying the radiance. The scientists were left uneasy and shaky after being exposed to the particle, like caffeine withdrawal, and they'd have to keep being exposed to the byproduct of the process to be able to perform the physical rituals. After several years, many trials/mishaps, and preparation, they tried odd things under the effects, they started to realize it made the room colder, changing the temperature. They immediately started producing higher concentrations of the byproduct. The experiments eventually got to a critical point, they started realizing they could make plants produce faster, and slow the ageing of cells. The first original core members started going insane, twitching, and desperate for more lux, more power. It's addictive nature was noticed and they were able to stop all hell from breaking loose, but eventually, one of the original members tried "the big one". They wanted to be eternal, and in their madness they attempted it. At one facility, the experiment breached containment, and released the radiance across the globe, breaking the natural function of transistors, ending the world as they knew it. After, governments and entities learned about the lux particle, successfully framed as a rogue terrorist who abused the power. Helios was able to maintain its power due to their preparations, teaching the best cleanest types of magic and feeding governments and other corporations their product. The problem? The radiance didn't just end the world and make Helios all-powerful, it brought major destabilization. Magical mishaps produce a volatile byproduct, slag which cools into amber, a less pure form, has to be purified into lux carefully to make magic safer to use. Several religions formed, the Orthodox believe that using raw amber is the way it was intended, even though it makes them go crazy. Volatile magic bands form in desperation and scarcity, crazy stuff happens on the surface, good and bad. Many people don't want to touch it, some embrace it, most avoid it, are afraid of it, or are an awe of its power.

Thanks for reading!

cross-posted from: https://piefed.world/c/vid/p/1164504/israeli-knesset-hosted-jerusalem-prayer-breakfast-christian-delegations-publicly-repente

Father, forgive the nation of Korea, who has spoken the word against Israel!

Full Event.

I find the whole thing pretty weird.

Like, statistically there HAS TO have been someone who got into a car crash, or had a skydiving accident, or whatever. Just whatever made them go into a coma around August 30th 2001. Then not wake up until around October 2nd 2001.

Everyone around you would have had wild raging emotions. Suddenly EVERYBODY is really racist towards Arabs. But nobody wants to be the one to tell you what happened. Plus, everyone around you knows that you'll be on so many drugs you'll forget in 5 minutes.

So you may not even find out until like Oct 16th, when you're out of the hospital, and everyone around you is getting pissed off at you for pretending like you don't know about 9/11. I don't remember the term "gas lighting" existing at that time, but the practice existed. Back then gas lighters were just called "assholes".

Can you imagine waking up to THAT???

I'm currently reading an article about how the heavy industries can be electrified sothat they can use renewable energy instead of fossil fuels as a heat source.

And i found this diagram interesting.

Of course, all these technologies have different price points because installing them is more/less difficult; also heat pumps have higher efficiency than 100% but can only be used for low temperatures.

Source

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Would be nice if YouTube recommended searches about what you searched for before instead of what other people search for

Just had a Freudian slip when I wrote my title. I just gave the dinner I bought to an older man I thought may be homeless. He had a bike with a caboose, but was sitting on the sidewalk. I first passed him and had the thought that I should offer my dinner. Greed took over, that fucker of a daemon. I kept going under the excuse of him might not needing it, but then I saw many people were out, and another daemon kicked in, and I made the decision to pedal back and offer my tofu fried rice.

I saw he had bags of some basic goods on his handlebars. He was using his phone. I almost got hit by traffic. I looped around to ask him if he was hungry. He said yes, I offered what I had and he was grateful. I didn't know what to say because a daemon told me he was cute with his pink tie. He said something, but I didn't understand it. I understood it as it clicked about twelve seconds after I started pedaling; he just stopped to use his phone, he said. But y'know, my thoughts were on my life partner.

In a heightened state of awareness, I pedaled back and saw trash around my apartment complex. I thought to pick it up. I did before seeing someone was there. I had the thought that this woman would see me do this good deed and it bolstered my desire to do it, but I was already doing it, and do this regularly, often when no one is looking. In this bullshit I call an essay, I am going to prove that intention is all we have control over, and it often mistranslates, but at the same time, one can develop skillfulness in this.

Intention is all we have direct control over. You are not a featherless biped on an Earth. You are a pocket of consciousness and the Earth is inside all of us. The Buddha said the world is an illusion, and the reason The Matrix is named that is because reality is really a topological matrix acting as a monadic nodal communication system; that is to say, everything is based on entanglements and we exist as Server, Client, Holy Internet, as Jesus said in different words.

Phenomequalitesselation is a word I invented. As a molecule is controlled by the cell it's in but still influences that cell by its molecular nature, so too does God control us in a deterministic way, but our truest nature, our intention, influences God as They reach back through time to retrocausally influence the topological matrix in a complex way. For reference, the first page of the Bible is about complexity:

Alpha>Light

Light>Matter

Matter>Molecules

Molecules>Cells

Cells>Creatures

Creatures>Humanity

Humanity>Omega

And so, God is the independent phenomenon that created itself that we are all dependent on, and because of the nature of our entanglements, reality generates in certain ways, and because of some biological entanglements, I'm a schizoautismo doofus and spaghetti on a regular basis. That means I do an autism in highly awkward cringe fashion, regardless what my intention is, nearly every day of my life.

The key is acceptance AND spiritual work. Just because I got a boo boo doesn't mean I don't gotta be the best I can be, and it's not an injury, it's an impediment. Our intention goes through a medium that refracts and reflects it back to us, and this is what procedurally generates each of our reality tunnels. Your entanglements determine what shadows show up on your cave walls.

And just as the people walking with objects in Plato's cave can hold their shadow-making object in a specific fashion that begets the most insightful shadow, so too does one's sin/defilement/möbiation change what sorts of experiences generate. If AB = True, then X. If AB = False, then Y. But regardless what is spawning for you, you always control your intention and the right intention at the right time can beget an entire Lemmy post that earns you a gorillian dollars once this fediverse ish blows up cuz I’m on it.

I was today years old when I realised that the graphic/logo for the sports apparel brand Canterbury is 3 stencils of a Kiwi bird... I cannot unsee it now. I thought it was just 3 weird looking 'C's. I am 35.5 years old and have lived in Aus/NZ my whole life. I do not feel clever today.

cross-posted from: https://sh.itjust.works/post/60909467

The base model is Velle, but I added and edited some clothes textures in GIMP!!