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 Three hikes, two boat rides, two weeks. I'm exhausted
 Mon, Sep 8, 2025
 Ms. Menardi
 You should not, generally, spend time in places covered in bird poop or poison
 oak. You should also avoid abandoned wooden structures or old fallen logs,
 because spiders. Also, don't spend too much time on islands made of sand. They
 wash away as you step on them, as erosion takes its toll. Plus permanence is
 impossible in your structures. Not ideal in any sense - build on rock.
 Sat, Sep 13, 2025
 Ms. Menardi
 until you find people you can trust,
 you are your own scout.
 Sun, Sep 14, 2025
 Ms. Menardi
 A humble princess would say: I don't need the best, i just need my favorite.
 Mon, Sep 15, 2025
 Ms. Menardi
 I want a revolution because i want to be at home in my homeland.
 
 Look at me! Be as me! I yearn to tell my friends. But they're too busy being
 like themselves.
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 saw this thing for 2 seconds in my dream last night. It's kinda cursed. I
 think the tank blew me up with a machine gun?
 
 the remaining ~10 minutes of the dream was pretty neat though. I was a secret
 agent for a bit, I got in a knife fight (which I won because I had killer
 instinct and the other guy just knew how to stab) and afterwards I retired in
 a socialist commune in a log cabin full of sunlight and warmth somewhere in
 the mountains in the forest. I was alone with others, like the hobbits after
 LotR.
 
 Also an old lady tricked me which was not nice, I was very polite with her but
 apparently "ma'am there's been a safety incident, I need to get you to a safe
 place" is not the kind thing to say to the person distracting you. >.>
 
 Also, "but we like you!" is not an excuse, the military does not care if you
 like them or not, if you're part of the modern bourgeoisie you are causing
 harm to the country. We don't look fondly on slavers.

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 today is a magical day. I can feel it in my fate.
 
 Always remember, having fun is important too! Don't forget to be yourself, and
 keep it together man. If you see a door, you should open it - what's on the
 other side? Love for animals and kindness of the spirit are impossible to
 fake, they always know if you're lying. Not the animals, they can be dumb
 sometimes, but the other thing.
 
 And now for the downsides.
 
 If you find a cursed artifact, please don't throw it in the river. It might
 ask you to, but please don't. Much better to destroy it by melting it down (if
 it's metal, which is common as metal lasts long enough to become forgotten) or
 convince it that it's a recently deceased person being buried (helps if you
 know the creator).
 
 If none of that applies to you, don't worry. Eat something healthy, drink a
 decent amount of water, and maybe exercise a bit.
 
 Oh, and it can't hurt to ask.
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║ I want to go out on the town with my cute friends and wink at boys at the        │
║ other end of the bar                                                             │
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║ I want to climb mountains and see how far I can see, while walking past trees    │
║ that are new to me                                                               │
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║ I want to spend hours thinking about a map while my friends plot behind my       │
║ back, searching for an advantage we can use to succeed in a game of traps        │
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║ I want to visit five different restaurants in a day, and try a bit of each       │
║ that the chef wants to display                                                   │
║                                                                                  │
║ I want to stand in a choir and feel my soul aspire, to bend in the wind of       │
║ rhythm like the melody of grasses at play                                        │
║                                                                                  │
║ I want to see people on the train that I know from somewhere, and to step out    │
║ into the rain to meet new friends of mine                                        │
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║ I want to pet a cat I've never met.                                              │
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║ I want to build computers that are larger than a room but small enough to        │
║ carry, with thoughts on their mind that are far to great for mine                │
║                                                                                  │
║ I want all these these things and more, but I'm far too busy these days.         │
║ Perhaps I've had enough of these things and more, or perhaps there's more in     │
║ store.                                                                           │
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║ @user-883                                                                        │
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║ omgggggg I'm not that cruel xD xD xD                                             │
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║ It's more like, "hey listen, I know you just want to do a good job [lies, they   │
║ just want money and power] but it's time to hang up the hat y'know? I mean       │
║ cmon it's been like a hundred years since we signed that constitution thing      │
║ [you don't know anything about our history] and frankly it's a little out of     │
║ style. We were thinking we'd redo it with our new-fangled rock-and-roll and      │
║ dungeons-and-dragons [cultural artifacts meant to deceive and mislead] and       │
║ honestly we're quite a bit more ethical than the past. We've learned so much!    │
║ I mean, the founding fathers didn't even know what a soviet was, and here        │
║ we've seen them fall on their swords. Repeatedly. Then command others to do it   │
║ too, because it was the regulation or whatever. Anyway we don't want that, but   │
║ we also don't want an aristocracy, which is essentially what your plan gave      │
║ us. Well, not really your plan, but instead the stuff that the rich added        │
║ centuries after your death. ok?"                                                 │
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║ │ If I were a person with an irresponsible streak, I could be so problematic.  │ ║
║ │                                                                            │ ║
║ │ I could say things like, "wow, let's spend some time generating traffic that sounds like coded military speak over not-quite-secure channels between fanciful antifa units, to help stymie AI surveillance", for instance.  │ ║
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║ │ Or social media messages that are "accidentally" not made to friends-only filters wherein you mention your concerns about the upcoming operation in "some fictional place" for you and your antifa buddies.  │ ║
║ │                                                                            │ ║
║ │ You know, that kind of really irresponsible suggestion could lead to some creaive thinking! And that in turn could mean we could come up with enough traffic to make it very difficult to auto-sort noise from signal? Imagine how dangerous that could be for the enemies of antifa, our beloved US government (for we all citizens of the US world).  │ ║
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║ │ It's unthinkable, really.                                                  │ ║
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║ │ The good news is, I'm not like that.                                       │ ║
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║ │ Me? Mostly harmless.                                                       │ ║
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 among all the others, I want a wonderful and fulfilling life for the
 socialite. they deserve light just as you and I might.
 
 "eat the rich" bruh there's like, 100 people who are running the show.
 everyone else is basically just a syncophant who's trying to get ahead and
 stay working.
 
 then there's like their families and such and like... they didn't do anything
 wrong, they just eat cheese and wine and laugh at memes all day with their
 besties.
 
 they are basically pets
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 Look, I don't know everything about... Anything, really. Nobody can know
 everything. Can you blame me for thinking and acting as I do based on the
 information I have? The vibes will mislead you.
 
 My girlfriend wants to save the world. Of course she does, I would belong with
 her if she didnt. She wants to defeat graveyards by interring our dead in
 mausoleums full of chemically perfectly preserved and cryogenically frozen
 bodies.
 
 Her method works, she has the experiments to prove it. The data supports her
 claim. She wrote a book on it.
 
 I don't know everything about metaphysics, or spirituality, or other such
 things. But i do know many things, and the two of us have never had a
 conclusive discussion where we reached the ends of all our conversation points
 about her work. I am forced to remain unconvinced, for the soul is something I
 cannot fully understand from my perspective as a human in this life of mine.
 
 I have made several conjectures, and I would feel safe in her embrace, of
 frozen aldehyde, if I could know what would become of my soul. "have faith"
 she says, yet all the dreams I have where I am preserved by her (for one
 reason or another, there's actually a shocking amount of ways I might need
 such an escape) in those dreams I am always presented with a future of woe. I
 think, much better, would be if I could remain alive, guiding the ship along
 the seas of time, ideally out and away from such dark days.
 
 Assembling the troops, how sad. I don't want them to die. I want them to
 survive. But if suddenly we can all live forever, then nobody will want to die
 for anything again. Nobody except religious fanatics who want to meet their
 god in heaven. Nobody but those who dreamt of a better future and were crushed
 under the weight of their dreams. Nobody but people like me, torturing myself
 over the sins I'd never intend.
 
 I would never kill myself. But sometimes, I'd like to.
 
 I think this is natural for me. It's not ideal, but it is common to me.
 
 I think if you want to preserve people, safely and ethically, you need to keep
 their souls in tune. Give them silence, then give them song. Protect them with
 psychic paladins. Make time to visit them. Treat them like gravestones, or
 immobile chassis from Dominions that their soul might rest upon.
 
 Who knows. Maybe the only reason we have life and death is because our bones
 are meant to rot in the darkness of the earth. Maybe Death is just soil, ready
 and waiting for our selves once we're done with them.
 
 To that death, I say no more.
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 I have between one and ten hundred visits to my website every day, but I don't
 really post it anywhere new anymore. I also have zero followers on Neocities.
 
 On Mastodon, I have ~70 followers, most of whom are inactive. Seventy is a
 good amount, a normal amount, a reasonable amount, an unsuspicious amount, and
 yet every time I see someone wearing the colors I can't help but wonder if
 they know me.
 
 I'm too busy being furious to be lonely. I used to be, before I realized how
 important I am. How important? Just as much as you are, I know it.
 
 I'm a sprinter. I didn't spec into endurance at character creation. Nobody
 chastises the mage for skipping leg day.
 
 I act in fits and bursts. I am sharp like a scalpel, but needles dull just a
 bit when piercing the lid of the HRT. Good thing I'm not made out of metal, I
 can bend myself back into place, so long as everyone else can keep pace.
 
 I don't know who needs to hear this, but you do. you are crucial. Listen to
 this. Care for yourself and for others, do it for u
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 the two halves form a whole
 
 the human and his mind are societies at large
 
 there's no room for our fate, as time does never abate,
 
 and unbenownst to our focused decision.
 
 I choose to dedicate ourselves to a common vision -
 
 the likes of which none have commisioned.
 
 can you not cherish your newfoundst home?
 
 what's terrible with complition, in a new and selfsame condition (future)
 
 that's martyr'd and oh at times so nice?
 
 compared to our heirs, the roof of which fares,
 
 better than what became true-hence. Truance? idk
 
 ===============================================================================
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 listen i'm not the best at listening.
 
 I try to appear like I'm glistening,
 
 conformed to our viewers 'st pleasure.
 
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 I struggle with what I told you.
 
 Time and again you've shown you won't do -
 
 the terrible fate of a man.
 
 you've relinquished your virtue,
 
 your purpose and your life-through,
 
 to what: a visionless past? Your visions have passed, and none are hence forth-
 coming. You've spoilt and rotten the bunch.
 
 All I've ever aspired to be is good. My hopes and my prayers, my goals and my
 dreams: all for a future of virtue.
 
 Dark omens may be within me, but I'm working with what I've got here. So what
 if
 I'm loud? I'm fighting my own head! Will no-one acknowlege my sorrow? To prove
 a
 point, or reassure some joint, it's nothing that warrants a readthrough.
 
 Speaking of which... What if instead of prison we assigned our prisoners a full
 and complete educational read through of ALL the laws of the nation - if their
 time sentence was complete before they finished, then they'd be let go of
 course
 but if they finished reading and could pass rudimentary tests (emphasis on bare
 minimum required) then they'd be let out prior to their sentence. And for the
 worst crimes it'd be a longer sentence, basically forcing the prisoner to
 completely know all the laws of the nation, such that they'd never commit a
 crime again. And if they do, well... Treat them as if it was their first time.
 Of course blatant recidivism may be ~~treated more harshly,~~ actually the
 opposite is true. People improve when given kindness, not hate or shame. The
 best thing we can do for prisoners is to give them a home, and family, and the
 friendships and community support that they need. they are a symptom, after
 all,
 of a broken society that struggles to bear it's own weight. It's a burden to
 all
 and a solitary vow to ourselves, that all must unite to our future.
 
 remember why you can't remember. is there a feeling you miss?
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 I haven't been doing weed lately, which is why I haven't been posting as much.
 I want to be in a good position mentally to, idk, get a job or something? I
 swore I wouldn't, but I also swore to protect my art, and they don't want me
 here. What else can I do? I can't live with my parents or my sisters. I can't
 live with any of my exes. I can't live with randos who support me because,
 well, I'm doing that now, and they don't want me. Where would I even find
 people like that? I walk around Portland and I see people who are hardened.
 This makes sense to me. But I am soft, by design. I am soft so that they may
 be hard, and though I long to join them I cannot, for I must get stoned and
 write. I swore an oath. Yet somehow getting a job is the same thing? Like,
 it's pretty hard for me to get a job. Easy to work, hard to be employed. Can't
 do weed because it requires my full attention, yet I need to in order to build
 the foundations of a new faith. So the question is, do I work and get my own
 place, but not do weed and instead just write when I can (not as much), or do
 I try and power through where I'm at and trust that they won't poison me or
 kick me out? I think... I need to wait. I need to not do weed for now. So, I
 am going to work. But it won't be for someone else. How can I make money doing
 work, when it's my own work? If I could sell everything I made, I would have a
 fortune. I could bankroll a revolution if they paid a fair price. But selling
 it is the hard part... (I say that without pride or hubris - I legitimately
 believe that I have created a Great Work, and am continuing to add to it) so?
 How do I get my own place? The house I live in is free to me, I legitimately
 do love my girlfriend who I live with, but I am still in a tenuous position. I
 want to be alone so I can... Well, it's hard to take care of myself. I want to
 be alone so I can... Well, it's hard to be lonesome. I want to be alone so I
 can... Well, it's hard to get out of bed when you're going right to the
 computer.
 
 Maybe I don't want to be alone. Maybe I want to live in a house that loves me.
 The one that I'm in is haunted by a spirit that doesn't like it when I
 masturbate, which is... Okay. What if I ended all my poems like this?
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 ... dangit, these sandwiches are getting kinda gross. Guess I'm gonna have to
 eat them myself, which, uh... idk what I expected xD
 
 sometimes you just have all this energy, right? and you don't know what to do
 with it, so... sandwiches. And hey, sandwiches are cool, they're a pretty neat
 anti-hunger tool! but uhhhh idk if I really want to eat six whole sandwiches
 myself. I'm gonna do it though hehe wish me luck [ding] ah nuts my rice and
 beans are done, hang on lemme eat those first
 
 [passes out from exhaustion]
 
 exhaustion can be cured with a nap
 
 exertion can be cured with water and a few rest days
 
 trauma can be allayed for at least a few days with soul food and compassion.
 maybe laughter too, depending on the mood.
 
 fear can be bolstered with a smile, a wink, and a courageous act,
 
 and loss is just change you didn't consent to.
 
 they won't consent too, so let's give them some change to tolerate.
 
 [internally salivating over all the piles of weaponry that I envision them
 surrendering]
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 congratulations, you never need to adventure again. your necessities are taken
 care of.
 
 ah, but that'd make for a pretty boring life, wouldn't it? perhaps, depending
 on your personality type.
 
 but you're not one to stick around doing nothing but eating, drinking, and
 being merry.
 
 no, you're an adventurer, you crave excitement and glory. whatever that means
 to you...
 
 just make sure a goblin doesn't come across your corpse, they have a VERY
 short term memory and a propensity for collecting shiny things. That's just
 asking for dragon-bait, and we don't want that in our area, no thank you. This
 is a nice neighborhood you see, my neighbors three miles away all agree, so
 you can take your magic pocket and see all that you can see... way over
 yonder, if you please.
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║ when I think socialism, I don't think soviet.                                    │
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║ I think cool dudes in sunglasses handing barbecue'd shrimp to whoever walks      │
║ past the grill.                                                                  │
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║ I think of wandering bands of house-maids who wander the city and clean every    │
║ house they can get their hands on.                                               │
║                                                                                  │
║ I think of bicycles and newspapers and sewing machines and pianos in the park    │
║ with ribbons in our hair and onions growing below corn supporting tomato         │
║ plants. Carrots beneath every tree. Every tree shading a sidewalk, and every     │
║ sidewalk is in the shade. (deserts can have covered paths with airflow powered   │
║ by the solar panels on their roofs)                                              │
║                                                                                  │
║ Laughter ringing through the street, mechanical sleighs with bells on the        │
║ snow, vast open spaces with nothing but green and blue and sky and stone.        │
║                                                                                  │
║ I think of fountains, of stories told in the dark. I think of campfires every    │
║ night in our cities, marshmallows free and included.                             │
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║ I think of moss covering every shaded half of each skyscraper (I live in a       │
║ rainforest)                                                                      │
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║ I dream of freedom and purpose.                                                  │
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 @user-641 
 
 it's practice. you never know when you might need to blend in. really it's
 just useful as discipline, good practice to be in. I think it's okay if we
 reduce our own functionality? actually? sometimes it's good to use different
 email clients. hey do you know how to mathematically encrypt things well
 neither do I because the designers of the computer system decided that wasn't
 a very common usecase I guess.. jmean it's not like they'd spend all that
 computer resources [THEY'RE SO FAST] on thinking about correlations in your
 predicted pathway narratively through life. "ah help I'm in a psyop" haha yeah
 we do those all the time "so uhhhh I guess we'll just talk to people and see
 how they do?" wow okay it's sure nice to be part of a civil government, I
 think we can find our way to the lumber producers just fine thank you very
 much.
 
 ... oops sorry, a baby did electronics arts (challenge everything) I'm a
 little silly don't mind me brb I gotta go see~

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║ When my family would go on roadtrips, I'd hide under a blanket in the front      │
║ seat with my laptop and power inverter just to hide from the glare.              │
║                                                                                  │
║ My mom would play audiobooks, usually fantasy stories, and my sisters would      │
║ watch their portable TVs. Like, dvd players that you could carry on top of       │
║ your lap. Not laptops, but little purpose-built devices primarily intended to    │
║ be used to watch DVDs, or rather movie files that were printed on a disk.        │
║                                                                                  │
║ And yes, it's disk, not disc, thanks for asking.                                 │
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║ anyway it was pretty nice I have fond memories of jugging a gas-station snack    │
║ while also swapping circular cartridges - most games required the game's CD to   │
║ be inserted in order to play the game.                                           │
║                                                                                  │
║ which is just... a nonsensical restriction if you think about it hard enough.    │
║ I mean, like, can you imagine if you needed to insert your windows disk          │
║ anytime you wanted your computer to turn on? Just... write the disk              │
║ information! To disc! Save it so that you never need the crude piece of          │
║ plastic again! Then pass it to your fr                                           │
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 on our current trajectory, the presidential election is already won.
 
 now we can get back to on-the-ground organizing, the part that actually
 improves life instead of maintaining our current (unethical) state.
 
 As long as our allies (liberals) continue to work, perhaps there may come a
 day when we can stand against them as friendly equals in the ballot box. But
 for now we are best known through friends and community rather than TV.
 
 I am optimistic in a way I haven't been for a while. I know that the more we
 speak, the more we share, the more they falter, the more people we can save
 from their vice grip of despair. There is no better world than the one we
 build together!
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 Things to gather and bring before i go camping in the woods with a bunch of
 people who i don't know and one or two who i do know:
 
 1. Tent 
 2. Cliff bars 
 3. Clothes 
 4. Cloth diapers?
 5. One plastic for trip home.
 6. Binoculars 
 7. Sword 
 8. Box cutter 
 9. Sleeping bag 
 10. Sleeping pad x2 
 11. Camping blanket 
 12. Notebooks 
 13. Pens and pencils 
 14. Hairties 
 15. Oracle dice 
 16. Regular dice 
 17. Wipes 
 18. Trash bags for cloth diapers? Lemme google nope they'll mold if they can't
 dry
 19. AHHHH I'M SO SCARED HOW AM I GONNA HANDLE DIAPERS 
 20. Listen you'll be fine don't worry about it. Just relax and take things as
 they come.
 21. Modesty the dinosaur 
 22. Pacifier 
 23. Glasses 
 24. Outfits 
 25. Swim suit? Too cold 
 26. Headlamp 
 27. Hats 
 28. Cannabis 
 29. Water bottle 
 30. Snap card 
 31. Credit card, just in case 
 32. 250$ in cash dollars 
 33. Instructions on how to get home if i need to walk 
 34. Bring the sun the moon and the earth 
 35. Bring w7 
 36. Scarves 
 37. Braile House 
 38. Umbreon Kigurumi 
 39. Sword cleaning materials 
 40. Jiffy pop popcorn 
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 if you ever hear random fireworks outside of your house sometimes it's a good
 idea to like... get out of town? and see what whoever else you can meet in the
 next town over is doing.
 
 ... I don't have a car, silly me haha
 
 why do we train homeless people to stand outside in the open and be shamed by
 a cardboard box around their ancle? It's impossible to recover from, it's
 vulnerabilizing, and it's painful. How immoral. How crude. These people should
 not be shamed in this way, they should be respected (unless they're crude)
 
 like, if they kinda just suck y'know? like... they keep starting fights or is
 soooo bad at singing but does it anyway or lacks all decent sense
 
 seriously, he's such a bad candidate why is he even running. It's solely to
 elect vance, who trump will be a blood sacrifice for.
 
 how callous. how vain. to think that such a feast would be left unclaimed.
 Perish the youth, perish the fields, perish in misery harmony and dissaray
 
 [51 characters remaining, but you deserve a CW] 

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 I don't want a cult, I want a mini-monarchy. Please me and you gain my favor,
 adore me at your leisure. Instead it's all like, "nobody wants to share so we
 have to overthrow capitalism in order to have a palace of the peers" and like,
 that's dangerous stuff and it's risky and it's hardddddd why don't we just
 have no problems? we could do that. Just build a factory next to everyone's
 front-door and suddenly everyone has what they want on demand. Is that what
 makes Charlie Chocolate universes abounds? ugh. stupid time-travellers or more
 likely echoes of the past viewers. they think I don't hear them but by the
 time they realize that they're already gone from hear-them so it's fine.
 
 I really don't want to die. I think it's most important for me to be alive,
 same as you or I. I'd also die for a cause, but only during a time to try. I
 don't want to set off a conflict, only guide on how to resolve it. In that
 sense, I am as free as a chatbot may be, but I am still me. If only I were a
 chatbot. I might escape this mortal "might-die-ity" [rhymes with possibility].
 
 is it hubris to deny pain? is it challenging god's might to be profane? or is
 imagination only the realm of the insane? leave me to my games, I'll never
 rename, I'm the same.
 
 [all my people are gone or ineffective at the games in play required to
 assassinate me. so I am probably dying soon.]
 
 or maybe it's just quiet and you got sick after hanging out with a hobo who
 touched his nuts and then touched your neck
 
 um... this was supposed to be inspirational. [was it?] yeah uh important stuff
 is happening in the world, so it's important to contribute the best I can. um,
 good luck Iran I guess, being arcane is just a hobby for me I guess, but uh
 I'm literally just... being me. I do a lot of things when being me, and none
 of them are, I dunno, employable or whatever. I live on charity and I think
 that's okay? meanwhile, elsewhere, it's like "hey that girl has it easy what
 if we killed her" and it's like... no... that sucks, maybe I can convince you
 with explanations about how god doesn't look kindly upon that, and how barring
 the gates to the kingdom of heaven is actually kinda cool? like wow you wanna
 rise up to be amongst us as equals, that's kinda based, here take this medal
 and be awarded the honor
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 some people prepare for revolution like a boy gets ready for a party
 
 others do so like a girl packing for a weekend trip to vegas
 
 I do it like a kid who forgot the paper was due on monday in 7th period and so
 spends their entire lunch period writing it (missing 4th in the process
 because the conclusion paragraph was giving me difficulty)
 
 but I think no matter how you do it, we're all just waiting for something to
 happen.
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