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"Come, join our side. Lay down your arms, and teach us to use them. We've got
nazi's to fight."
Find common ground. Use it to gain power. Do not trust your new allies
completely until proven, but do not treat them with harm.
Do not trust them, at least not at first. After all, there's nazi's amongst
them. But there's also good people who would die for you.
Let them select from amongst their number those who they would like us to
judge. We will be harsh to their vipers and kind to their protectors.
Some people do police work in order to get by. Some do it to help others in a
vague unspecified way that only a preschooler filling out a "what I want to be
when I grow up" assignment can internalize. Some want to protect things, to
keep them running smooth
and some want to hurt things.
Give them the chance to find them. They are not your friends. They are not
their friends. They are those who we fight.
We must secure a cleansing blow against the right.
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"If you can't find it, you don't have it"
ugh I know, me-from-the-past, now shut up and tell me where my USB-C cable is.
I have like 4 how did I hide them so good when packing ? ? ?
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"yeah it was a big nothingburger. All those post-it's in the park turned out to
just be a prank or something. Weird right?"
heh deception is my middle name
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found it, of course, in the last place I looked, which was also the first and
third place I looked. 😑
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║ │ CW: silly-nonsense-about-dreams │ │
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║ When I sleep, I find it easiest to lay on my stomach. However, now that I have │
║ boobs, laying on my side is easier. For some reason laying on my back is the │
║ hardest still, I think perhaps it has something to do with the shape of my │
║ spine ? ? │
║ │
║ when I dream, I dream as if I was floating on a river of glass. Or as if I was │
║ a spec of dust between two wholes of oil and water. │
║ │
║ Like the difference between the inside and out of a bubble, there is a barrier, │
║ a separation, and in that barrier exists me - the observer of the dream. │
║ │
║ When I lay on my side, I don't see things that are relevant to me. Sometimes │
║ they're other futures, sometimes they're other now's, but in any case they are │
║ fun but not much else. │
║ │
║ when I lay on my front, I see the world as it might be if things don't work │
║ out. I slept on my front last night, and I drew something for you afterwards │
║ based on a conversation I had with a friend. │
║ │
║ When I lay on my back, I see the world as it will be. It's hard to fall asleep │
║ on my back. │
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I don't like it when people say "For Ritz" - don't do it for me, do it for you!
Weirdos. Cuties.
"nobody says that about you"
well duh, not yet. I'm still alive.
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If it has a USB-C charger there's a pretty reasonable chance that you can't
trust it.
money is useless, but it can still get you things, so that's nice. don't get
used to it though.
If you have kids, take them out to the park. Or to get pizza. Icecream will do.
Let them see the bright side of you. The fear that you haven't yet turned into
energy is something they shouldn't yet see.
Be honest. Be truthful. We are multifaceted, for every person has a bright
side. You can find yours in an afternoon if you spend it watching the leaves in
the trees.
Money is useless. Dollars can buy things online and pesos can pay for light
labor. But that's about it, at least where I live.
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