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I kinda doubt that any ancestral guidance will help with the bullshit that is the modern world. Let us use our imagination here: After burning your most prized possession, turning it into a power, marinate that possession powder on your severed kidney, grilling it for 1 hours and 23 minutes, and put the grilled kidney in a food processor, drinking it during a full blood moon on Friday the thirteenth also on Halloween, to comune with your ancestors, and tell them what's happening, and what you need their guidance on. Then they just pretty much say, "that sucks man, you're fucked. Can you explain what that refrigerator is again?"

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You ever think that websites that have pop-ups for cookies and other things that obscure the text until you click on them know about the inspect tool, and expect us not to?

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Just learned about petscop.

Only watched the first big explanation video so far.

God.

Damn.

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I'm going to disbelieve that you've never looked out a window - Seen that the clouds were darkening a hue of gray hitherto unknown to your perceptive goo sack, as small practically crystalline droplets fall from God's desecrated throne, dropping to the earth, steadily and mercilessly, as lightening scorches the earth, sending flashes of white across the wooded lands, when soon after the thunder rumbles from the clouded sky above, shaking everything to its beating core - and said "Fuck yeah."

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*news reporter voice*

Alright everyone, welcome back, stretch out your femurs because boy do we got a doozie for ya'

Ok, here goes.

Shit is all fucked and sad and bastard

That ends it for the days news. More at the next time there is more!

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The best way to insult someone is act like a wizard and do it. Like, To prey upon your rivals cowardice: Art thou family jewels a bright hue of blue?

Or, to insult their attire:

Did thou's robes come from the silk of a dung beetle?

Or to insult their beauty:

That complexion art like a newborns photo: fucking ugly.

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You ever have a permanent personality trait/reputation based on one longer than average hyperfixation that everyone associates with you having even though you grew out of it, and now you just like 3D printing now, or are you the height of normalcy?

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How strange would it be if you're future self invented time travel and everyone you interact with on the internet is just you. I can see that being intersesting

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It'd be funny if chess was more like beyblade and pokemon, where you customize your king to the fullest (cosmetic) extent, then the victor takes the losers king as a trophy trophy. The game would be improved this way, perhaps.

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Quick rant time

Alright, so. Little big planet is such an underrated franchise, or rather, not a widespread enough franchise, because if you played it, you better have had a grand time with it. As an example of its relativly unknown status: You'll always hear people say, Oh, skyrim was my favorite game, it was ahead of its time, and things like that, and everyone knows about it if they know anything about gaming - But Little big planet was so fucking good, it's story wasn't always coherent from my memory, but you know damn well it's always fun. Plus, - solely off of my memory - the graphics of lpb2 were just insane, though in hindsight the camera was always so zoomed out, so I couldn't really tell if it was low-poly Still, it was a cut above the rest, I think. It is definitely my favorite game.

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If I were given the power of complete time manipulation like the skyrim save system, I'd be such a asshole sometimes. Example: Playing hangman would be so funny, just looking at the 37 letter word word once and then just saying FORMALDEHYDETETRAMETHYLAMIDOFLUORIMUM. It would be so funny. Or, saying absolutely everything this one person says always while in their vicinity. Tons of fun tricks to do.

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While trying to write a post about fantasy characters in a modern setting, because of a post of urban wizards I saw, I came to a strange revalation.

H.P Lovecraft's work really stood the test of time. From what I read, there would be little to no rework for them to be seen in a modern setting. Everything there is plausible in a modern setting. Pickmans model is a great example of this, all its about is an art club member making creepy art, and the witch's passages tangent Pickman went on would be even better as it's been longer and this knowledge is easier to not know as time progresses, everything else is perfectly fine too. Delving deeper into this topic, if Lovecraft were alive today, he probably would be a highly glorified creepypasta writer, as a lot of his works are absolutely perfect for that. This is just a bit odd.

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Hear me out here. So, if you replace the spinal fluid in your brain with silver liquid, could you think faster? Or rather, a hypothetical liquid with the same qualitys of spinal fluid, but much more conductive.

I've put exactly too little research and too much thought into this.

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I could so go for getting isekaied into a fantasy world where I don't need to ponder the meaningless nature of society and live in the highlands in a seemingly abandoned shack with my pet slime (for he is oh so jiggly)

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You ever meet someone, and you just know they're friend material. Like, this bitch is just made of friend. They are just oozing the very essence of friend. This amazing fucker is the alchemical synthesis of every single possible friendly thing that there could ever be.

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Bitches we are so back.

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I love how random things stick with me. That's my only real party trick, like I doubt many people don't know of the time in the Middle East or Africa that a librarian protected his library from some guys, by putting all the books, scrolls and the like into crates and boxes, putting those boxes in a river, and sending them downstream. Every single thing made it there safely and undamaged. Or the time a Roman emperor or someone drank a bit of poison everyday to build an imunity, but when barbarians invaded, he drank a vial of poison to off himself, and was murdered by his people. Or the internet weighs a strawberry, blushing is the cancelation of a flight or fight response, that chess masters burn more calories than Usain bolt did in his prime, hippopotamus milk is pinkish, platypi shoot poison from ankle glands, there a city in Japan that's built on 5 other cities, the blue light emitting diode was incredibly hard to make, Descartes deconstructed his entire world veiw just to come to the conclusion that the ability to think is what makes us special. There is more, of course, but it is such a strange world we live in.

-note- I don't know the current validity of these facts.