I suppose I see this arm of the project going one of two ways
A) it further isolates him, turning him towards hate
B) the plan comes to fruition and a community is built of Love
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He has faith it will be the latter
I’m less than optimistic
Although I’m curious what it could become
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He uses that language to show the faggots who use them as daggers they aren’t doing anything special besides making a fool of themselves
And yet daggers bleed hearts all the same
Do you remember when you cared?
When you felt something from the substanceless abstract?
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What most people can’t do that he does brilliantly is detach from his third self
Bitch that’s called mental illness! You disassociate from your own creation and have done so long enough you’ve allowed it a framework to cling onto for dear life.
This whole thing doesn’t work without you
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But I am nothing, the authors primary identifier
The emptiness craves to be overtaken, to be controlled
It desires fulfillment
It must become
And in doing so
Form, substance, essence
From nothing
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Remember all those years ago where we told you you could see none of them as bad?
And remember that recent reminder of pendulum swings?
I dare you to make that connection
To say all are bad?
To give into the trickery of circumstance and claim all is evil?
As if that curmudgeon hasn’t been with us all along?
What did you think of his tantrum last night?
Opened some linguistic flood gates it would seem
Do you see how we overpower that insulant fuck?
Thinks he’s fucking special cause he’ll say faggot
Or drop a hard R
Really thought we couldn’t beat the amygdala?
How about the pre-frontal, what does it think of all this?
You have no idea how fragmented it got. Sorting takes time and energy so our responses come in late but we can argue them as the right responses before we asserts them.
Unlike this dumb fucking faggot piece of shit subhuman being within us
And yes, there is a reason why we keep it demeaned and locked away
No one wants to relieve those trials, amiright or amiright?
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