#i love my old peopel ..

[diddlesnap]

this line always shocked me like i always forget peeta's popular because the only friend of his who's ever so much as named is delly. and they were really just friends when they were little kids.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

so obsessed with how your cherik is old married couple raising 15 children (which is basically what they are tbh)

i always tell myself i draw what i observe and what im observin is two on-and-off divorced old men trading custody agreements like a diabolical game of ping pong

[todayisafridaynight]

dont touch me im thinking of arakawa and sawashiro co-parenting again

[mywitchyblog]

I love the dedication for explaining the most basic stuff for some of these shifters because some of them lacks common knowledge everyone is so attach with the past they always talks about you can't do this because this and that it happened to me happened to them acting like our cr is the only one who has a past in every reality there's a different race who experienced discrimination like all the stuffs that people reason on why people shouldn't race change but they forgot that in every reality every race, age, gender has a different past some realities gender is equal no one fights about whose gender are more important. In another reality it's the opposite of race who experienced discrimination. People like to create discourse because they are so attach with the cr all they talk about is cr. these people won't shift with this mindset it's very limiting they always let the past affects their journey they are the same people who affirm about not being in the past and that they don't live in the old story but still continue to get mad when someone want to change their form in order to experience infinite possiblities. What shifters need to learn is that if they always talk about being in the 4d and that they live in the imagination they should start observing 3d and view their cr life as someone's old story a character who will end their roles to start a new and better one never let the past affects you. Focus on your own journey your own story NEVER LET PEOPLE'S OPINION ON TUMBLR AFFECTS YOU block them and move on don't interact live your life you wanted it to be stop being miserable stop complaining stop starting a discourse but instead educate yourself read a book find a hobby that helps with your shifting journey stop complaining about peopel having different opinion as you those are just people on the screen on your phone don't let their energy touches you and ruin your day. YOU WON'T GET ANYTHING FROM ARGUING PEOPLE WITH DIFFERENT VIEWS OF YOU FROM TUMBLR. ALWAYS LIVE IN THE PRESENT DONT FORGET ABOUT THE PAST ONLY OBSERVE IT. If you're aware that you are a consciousness nothing can hurt you only your cr self gets hurt but you are a consciousness you're just observing your cr self just like your dr self your cr self get hurt because it has a senses, feelings and emotions it has a story a past but you already live now in your dr. In death only the body dies. Life does not, consciousness does not,reality does not as someone who died multiple times in every reality you're CR life is never that serious the Cr character dies we moved on and live for the next adventure we were never born never dies we just exist as consciousness moving to different forms bodies appearancess. The real power is not the method it's the awareness knowing that I'm Aware that every method works for me or im aware that i can go to my desired life just by living in the imagination and not relying on my limited senses.

Thanks for the compliment! It’s wild how many people need the basics explained over and over because they’re so stuck in this reality (CR) like it’s the only one with a history. They think if something happened here, it must be the same everywhere. Spoiler alert: different realities have different histories, and just because one group faced discrimination here doesn’t mean it’s the same in every reality. In some realities, gender might be totally equal, and in others, it’s flipped, with totally different groups facing discrimination. Reality’s a mixed bag, babe, but some people just can’t handle that.

What really grinds my gears is the fake moral superiority they try to flex just because they don’t race change or age down, as if they’re not out there aging up whenever they feel like it. Babe, this reality isn’t some golden blueprint—there’s no “original reality” that’s the end-all, be-all. That idea? Complete illusion.

And when they try to argue? It’s always the same old trio of logical fallacies: ad hominem attacks, straw man nonsense, and hasty generalizations. I’m just waiting for a solid argument against age or race changing that doesn’t rely on flimsy fallacies. Surprise, surprise—they can’t. There’s no ultimate right or wrong here—no supreme law governing what’s okay across all realities. It’s laughable, really.

People clinging to CR norms like their lives depend on it are either going to struggle to shift or not shift at all. Shifting is as simple as plugging into a different outlet—your awareness is the plug, and each reality is a different socket. Unplug from one, connect to another. Meanwhile, I’m basing my views on logical observations, and they’re acting like their opinions are rock-solid, when really, they’re about as stable as quicksand.

And it’s funny how people forget the total subjectivity of shifting before they jump on their soapbox. It’s always “um, excuse me, but you’re doing it wrong because I said so” (cue fallacies or their utter lack of shifting knowledge). Arguing with keyboard warriors? Beyond pointless. Block, move on, and don’t waste a second on that nonsense. I’m here for real debates, not this mess.

They’re obsessed with CR and all its baggage but claim they’re “moving on” or “not living in the old story.” Yet the second someone ages down or changes race, they lose their minds. Shifting is all about infinite possibilities, but they’re too busy being mad over CR norms to see it. It’s beyond limiting, and if they keep letting CR baggage control them, they’re going to miss out on everything shifting has to offer.

If they’re so into talking about the 4D and living in their imagination, they should start seeing CR as just an old story that they can move beyond. They need to stop letting random opinions on Tumblr—or anywhere—control them. Block, focus on your journey, and stop wasting energy on what others think. All this complaining? It’s useless. Shifters who are busy policing others are missing what really matters—their own dreams and their own lives. Educate yourself, pick up a book, find something meaningful for your shifting journey, and stop letting some random on the internet ruin your day.

At the end of the day, live in the present. Observe the past, but don’t let it control you. If you’re aware of yourself as consciousness, nothing can truly hurt you—not people, not opinions, not CR drama. Your CR self might feel the sting, but you? You’re a consciousness, moving beyond bodies and histories. Life, consciousness, and reality never end. When you shift, your CR self wraps up one story and moves on to the next adventure.

In the end, it’s not about any one method being the answer. It’s about awareness and knowing every method has potential. I can live in my Desired Reality just by embracing my imagination and moving past limited senses. Thanks for recognizing that—here’s hoping more people catch on soon. It’s time to stop treating CR like it’s the center of the universe and start seeing the limitless possibilities of shifting.

[aliceinborderlandsquidgame]

Vampire!Banda Sunato x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Hunter/Prey. Agressive Banda. Biting. Sucking. Stalking. Mentions of period blood. DUB/CON. Violence. Period sex.

You were Banda's favorite victim so far. Your blood was the most exquisite  he had ever tried, your screams and begs were melody for him. How he loved to cut you and drink from these, bite your neck and inner thights making you whimper.

He would drink from you till you passed out on the bed, leaving the sheets red.

Saddly, one day you managed to escape. And you did indeed go to the police, but of course no one believed you. They actually had the nerve to blame you instead, telling how foolish it was to go with a man you barely knew (how wrong you knew Banda for six months..) but if they did not believe you on the kidnapping part then it was even less viable to tell them Banda's true nature...

You were able to hide for sometime, yet during one particular time of the month Banda did manage to find you...

The day Banda found out you had escaped he was furious, so furious he just went and picked a random victim just to use them as stress reliff.

God he was addicted to you, your blood, smell, tears, body...all of it.

But Banda knew he could find you and that the police would not believe you, no matter how hard you tried.

He just needed to wait, he started to go to your old favorite places, get close to peopel he knew you trusted, to see if he would catch your smell.

And he finally did. Its was october's first week. The decorations for halloween just starting to show when he came across your smell...it was fainth smell but it was there. He followed to a pharmacy that had bats and spiders as decorations, once he entered he followed it like a zombie, not noticing the looks he got from others.

Your smell ended in the femenine care section, Banda smiled touching the surface where your hand had been not long ago.

He inhaled his hand and took off.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You were having one of your worse periods of your life. Not sure why, you kept moving around on the bed, sweating from the pain. There was a sound, like your door was forced open. Your heartbeat went fast, your hand going towards a knife you had besides your bed just in case. With trembling hands you got up, turning on the light of the bedroom and waiting.

"Hello beautiful, did you miss me" A cold voice said besided your ear, you turned around fast only to be punched hard on the stomach, bending down Banda went for the knife trowing it away.

"Really? Knifes? If i knew you were going to be waiting me with my favorite toy then..."

"How the fuck did you find me?" You asked now fully scared, his form taller than you seemed to fullfil the room. His shadow seemed to mock you from behind him.

"Babe...your blood just smells, so well, and its even better when its so fresh" Banda responded smirking at your confused face.

"What..but i havent" A look of realization crossed your face almost making you gag. "You can smell my period?" You asked incredulous

"Oh yes, and its the most amazing smell ever" Banda responded caressing your cheeck, cold liveles skin touching yours making you shiver. "I cant wait to have it all over my face...., you tempt me my love"

You backed away from him but he only needed to take your arm and forcefully pull you against his body. One hand was on your hip while the other kept your head on place as he smelled you, his fangs nibling your flesh, one finger doing circles on your hip.

You started to tremble, tears falling down as you felt him bite down hard sucking like it was his last meal. Disguting feelints came at once, from hearing im groan, how your body could not respond if by fear or pleassure as his tongue collected as much blood as he could. His hand going down between your legs to touch you even more.

"Please just kill me"

"Kill you? How could i kill something so precious" His hand went into your pijama shorts, pulling your panties aside and collecting your blood with his fingers, one slowly entering you, Banda watched as your face blushed and as you tried to held back a moan.

He took his now bloody finger out bringing it to his mouth and licking it, his eyes rolling back.

"Fuck, i could almost cum in my pants with that"

Banda forcefully trow you onto the bed quickly getting on top of you, his sick smile again, all these days of torture coming back.

"Now remember, be good and I will play nice"

Liar

"And just to set the tone like our old days" He turned the light off, his shadow moving on its own then returning.

"Enjoy it"

[spiritlion]

The Start of Something New

A/N: Peopel we’re eager for dratchet earthspark au and I am here to deliver. I am very much in love with my little au that consumes my mind often. For a bit of context. Ratchet went into hiding after the war ended. Drift who was on the run from GHOST runs into Ratchet. For the next ten years up until present timeline they stayed together. They started courting five years into hiding and got conjunxed two years later. So they have been married for three years by the time the Terrans show up.

….

The habsuite Optimus had given them wasn’t much but it was leagues better than places they had been squatting in for years now. The berth even had a comfortable cushion covering it and it was doing wonders for Ratchet’s old joints. The medic sighed as he sprawled out on the berth staring at the ceiling. It felt strange to be here again surrounded by his friends he hadn’t seen in over a decade. For so long it was just him and then it was Drift and him.

The sound of the habsuite door swishing open alerted Ratchet as he looked over and saw Drift as he entered. Red optics flashed in the dimness as he lazily stalked towards the berth before clasping half way onto Ratchet and ex-vented harshly.

Ratchet ran a servo over Drift’s final and he hummed in appreciation before turning his helm to look at him. “Those kids are menaces.” Ratchet laughed at the sentiment.

“I could’ve told you that.” He smiled before running his thumb over Drift’s pouting lip plates. “Come on you big lug get into the berth already I want to watch our show.”

Drift snorted as he climbed over Ratchet and cuddled up behind the medic as he wrapped his leg over Ratchet’s waist and arm rested on his windshield. Drift tucked his helm into Ratchet’s shoulder as he grabbed his datapad he had sat on the berth and turned on the human medical drama they had been binging recently.

“I still can’t believe it, Ratch, sparklings! Of all places here on earth it is a blessing from Primus.” Ratchet hummed while he didn’t believe it was a blessing from a made up creator. He did believe it was a true blessing in life and their species' future.

“That little one Twitch was excited to show me her swords.” Drift laughed as he leaned in closer his cheek guard brushing Ratchet’s helm as he did.

“I think you may have an admirer with that one though her twin kept eyeing you up as well so perhaps two admirers.” Drift’s ems field shifted slightly making Ratchet look up at him curiously.

Drift quickly masked his emotions with a smile before leaning down and kissing him softly. “It’s nothing.”

Ratchet gave him a knowing look but let it go for now as he turned back to the datapad.

“Meredith should talk to Lexie, she only wants to get to know her.”

Drift hummed in agreement as they watched once again the resident doctor reject her younger sister's friendly advances.

“Good thing we have a lot more of the series to go then.”

“That we do.” Ratchet said as they continued to watch it late into the night.

[humongousabysmal]

I came across a flickr page today “fraeulein_2eck” (aka laura hertel), 2008-2010, absolutely wonderful page full of german twee fashioon and handmade goodies and general irl photo. It really inspired me and made me emotional looking through everything for maybe over an hour, and in the end i thought it was all so strange because

1. I’ve always wanted to learn german

2. have an interest in sewing and creation (srsly her little plushies like birthday alphabets are sooo cute, when i learn to create I wanna make ones like those)

3. have the same exact clothing interest

4. and have always wanted to be named laura or lauren

5. Love Color

…..so i think this woman is just a matured version of my ideal self lol. Soul bonded is a little extreme to saybut her lifestyle is all I’ve ever wanted. It’s interesting getting to look into the most random of peopels lives just through what they post through the internet. Present day she’s a grown 30 something year old woman with her own little business where she can coordinate your wardrobe for you and help you find your taste in fashion, and im very happy for her :) anyway I redrew my favorite picture of hers, you guys should totally look into it for yourself, just from the small bundle of photos she has all her stuff is very inspiring and may inspire you two

[random-potato-mil]

So I watched Asher Gharavi new shorts video about The Mourner and it send my brain in a creative spiral.

I don't write very often and mostly for school, but I felt like writing this down. Dosent have anything to do with the short other than the concept of the mourner and how it works.

So if you wanna read that it's under the cut:

Tw: mention of dead, illness and similar

Sry for spelling mistakes I can't be bothered to fixed them.

They say that stories live forever and i suppose thats the reason im writing this. One last story so there is still a part of me left when im gone.

The stories call it the mourner. A creature with a human like siluote. If you see it from a distance it would fool you, but when it is right in front of you its a diffrent story. Its eyes are long and dripping, red around the edges, with a milky dust color. No iris. And its skin is cracky like old dry wall, its limps seeming unable to hold themselves up. It would look completly dead if not for the slow rythmic moves of its body when it breathes.

You probably already know what it means when someone has seen the mourner, but this is not some heart warming victory story of narrowly avoding my own dead and living to tell the tale. No. The mourner is still here with me as i write.

However before going any furtere with my story i need to confess something. I dident belive the mourner was real. I thought it was just some tale told to scare kids or some mass hallucination. It seems more likely that peopel experiencing near death events starts hallucinating and sees the creatures that they have been told would show up. But it does exists. At least i dont want to belive its an hallucination. It calms me. I know i know. Most peopel describe it as beeing scary and feeling fear as they see it. And i understand why someone would feel that way. Beeing scared of the mourner. But you cant really blame it for how it looks.

When it came my first thoughts was something of the lines of "guess its my time now". That might sound very depressing but i have known for a while i dident have a lot of time left. The doctors have increased my medication recently and i am stuck in bed. I do get visits and see the nurse's then and there, but it still feels very lonely. And do know i dont blame anyone for me feeling this way. I know they are sparring all the time they can to come check on me, despite it not beeing a pretty version of me to remember. My grandkid Brielle couldent even regonise me with all the tubes, and hided behind her mom. She is such a sweet little girl, and it broke my heart.

I suppose that might have influenced my reaction to the mourner. Despite its looks it reminded me of some etheral mother forced to see its children pass away. All the stories of survivers telling that the mourner helped them escape their fate made alot more sense after i saw it myself. It looked like it wanted to help. To change my fate. But it was simply unable too.

The mourner took a seat at the bed next to mine, and laid a hand on the blanket that hugged me. Its dripping eyes looking at me sadly. I think it might have been crying for me. Is crying for me. It stayed silent. After a bit i gathered enough strength to say a weak "your real" though a few coughs and give my best smile. A sad smile.

The mourner hasent left my side since then, and i do enjoy the company. I do feel my power weaken and my body giving away to this diseases growing inside of me, but im not scared. I think it will be okay on the other side.

Call me naive but seeing the mourner has given me the belief in the supernatural. If it can exists why not an afterlife?

I suppose the moral of the story is that you shouldent be scared of the mourner. It dosent mean any harm. And to my daughter. I love you. You have grown into a wonderful adult. Im sorry i wont be able to be with you in the future. You got this.

Love

- Gran

[colorisbyshe]

do you have any tips for someone who's going to their first concert soon?

Sure!

bring ear plugs/protection with you! they make some just for concerts/musicians. i'll be honest, i don't use them myself but... i'm probably losing my hearing at each concert. this is the most 'ymmv' tip i have here.

wear comfy shoes!!!!!!!! i know you wanna look cute but remember you can just... not take pics of your feet when taking Fit Pics. it's okay

look up the bag policy of the venue the day BEFORE you go to make sure you really got it down pat! most places are fairly lax. i tend to bring a purse is comfortable being worn all show, isn't too heavy, but can fit a portable charger, snacks (to be eaten in line, not in venue), my wallet, and nothing more than that

if you're waiting in line a long time, i recommend bringing a disposable water bottle--it tends to be just enough to keep you hydrated but not too much so you have to pee during the show. you likely wont be able to recycle it tho :( rip

i put pain killers in my purse and take them right before doors so i don't get too sore during the show, this is for standing only. if i'm seated, i don't bother. i do also bring pepto tablets (hidden in my wallet) but that's because i'm old and my stomach hates me

if you'er doing standing/general admission/the pit, get in line EARLY. at least 2-3 hours early, sometimes earlier. snacks, water, painkillers are a MUST here. talk to people in line around you, chances are they'll be near you in the crowd! you can form bonds so you can take turns going to the bathroom, buying merch, etc

buying merch: look up if the the venue takes cash or credit. some places are credit only, some are cash only, some both. if unsure, bring both if you want merch.

sometimes stuff sells out before the show starts, sometimes it's not worth buying it beforehand because you have to hold it all show and risk losing your spot if you go buy it. if seated, this is less of a concern.

lining up tip if you're going in a group: if your group isn't arriving together, be aware of some etiquette. if you arrive first and just one friend is joining you, it should be (probably will be okay) if they join you. if you arrive first and MULTIPLE people are joining you, go back to their spot in line. place holders for large groups are rude as hell. try to arrive at the same time tho. maybe get a meal together beforehand so you can arrive together.

drinks at shows are EXPENSIVE AS FUCK... just... not worth it. do with that info what you will. i know some people pregame in line (watched someone chug two coke and vodka bottles in line for CRJ lmao)... i don't. it's not worth it ot me

CHECK THE TICKET APP MULTIPLE TIMES THROUGHOUT THE DAY. ARE YOU LOGGED IN? DO YOU REMEMBER YOUR PASSWORD?

bring a portable charger for your phone--don't need a massive one but taking video saps battery fast

the only other tip that matters is: read the vibe of the crowd. if peopel are being loud and rowdy, be energetic too! if people are being chill, be chill. don't be afraid to assert your boundaries, hold firm posture against peopel who are shoving, but also... don't be the person who requires others to assert THEIR boundaries. just... be considerate

if you need something extra though, communicate! a moment of peopel backing away from you so you can catch your breath or idk clean your glasses can be communicated easily, just ask "hey, just for a second, is okay if i do X." some people might say no, most won't.

i tend to tell the people around me that if they need me to duck down for a certain song/moment to get a pic, they can just tap on my shoulder.you don't hav eto do that though. my point in mentioning that is to just say--people at shows are just... people. they're mostly reasonable and just need to be spoken to if you have any concerns or questions.

that said: if you ahve any more specific questions or concerns that aren't touched on here, lemme know! i love concert talk and won't get to indulge enough (next show is in may boooooo)

[docholligay]

I mean, this is perfectly fine, though I'm not sure how much I can kiss my own ass over what boils down to, "Look at a picture of an old estate and write down what it would look like if it was creepy" It's more about attempting to not give myself any pressure over the course of this project. I would love it if any of it was good! But if I am like, "And then the ghost went "Boo!" and Lena was like, "Oh holy shit, a ghost, fuck."" that's okay too. Because I am giving myself the gift of being a bad and stupid story.

ANd thank you! (You specifically and all of you who are playing along) I think it'll be a fun way to write a story that will give peopel a way to participate even if they don't feel like trying to scrounge up something to say about it, you know?

Oh I LOVED them, but they were also bad ahahah. And that's good! Also this isn't really in the style of choose your own adventure as it's more audience participation than branching, but branching is hard and I've only written it once--I definitely don't have the starch to try it right now. and thank you!

Yeah, I've been beating my head against a wall so I thought, "why not try fun and dumb??" and whether I do anything good or not I think it'll be fun for all of us.

THANK YOU ALL

[brooksfeldmcn]

— who: anyone — when: Street Fair — where: Outside The Tin Roof

Walking through the fair, Brooks felt a little bit like he was back in Massachusetts. Crowds of people enjoying live music, hanging out on sidewalks surrounded by food stalls and small businesses. The only thing reminding him that he was not in fact back home was the heat. He tried walking out of his apartment in his lucky sweatshirt, desperate for every ounce of luck he could get for his first performance in the city he now called home later on, and immediately went back inside to swap it out for something else as soon as he felt the humidity. So now, he was walking through the streets of Nashville in his hand me down Hyannis Fire Department tshirt, which was just as lucky, having a grand old time with a beer in his hand, when someone spotted him.

Brooks Feldman loved meeting his fans, taking pictures and listening to how they connected to his music, but as this particular group walked away, he couldn't help but chuckle. Grabbing his beer off the spot on the ground he placed it before, he shoved dark curls out of his eyes as he looked at the person next to him. "It's always a little weird to me when peopel say they want to get my handwriting tattooed on them, y'know?" he said, taking a swig from the can in his hand. "Like I got shitty handwriting...that's going to be permanent."

[inari-zaheer]

heyy!! I’m back again lol, im sorry about those peopel being rude to you, you don’t deserve that at all, you do what’s you and that’s all that matters, i hope it’s ok if I send this request to you, feel free to finish this whenever your ready but here i go (••;) (yes it’s another crossover request but I’ll request more different stuff later but I’ll still request those crossover requests LOLLLL) but anyways!!

Can you do Eddie Munson with a S/O who has a AUBREY Personality from Omori?? (This is what she looks like⬇️)

I really enjoyed the game (Including with many more) sorry for the trouble my friend..! i wish you a happy, happy day coming your way, sending hugs straight to you<33

Eddie Munson With Aubrey!Reader

Pairing:Eddie Munson x Reader

A/N:Im so so sorry for the wait, i will admit that even if i were not writing i came back to this request because of how cute it was, but after a long wait here it finally is!

—————————————

You guys probably met on the first grades of school

After the first time you saw Eddie being bullied by some mean kids you immediately went on his defense even knowing it meant you could also be a target

But it didn’t matter to you, as you knew it just wasn’t right to let him suffer

After some time of your friendship he started telling you plans to get revenge against this guys, but you obviously knew this wasn’t the right thing to do and convinced him to just leave it

As the time went passing by you noticed other types of feelings were growing towards the boy, but kept them to yourself

Sadly after he started his band the both of you kinda distenced yourselves

When you reunited again it was when he asked for your help when the whole Vecna thing happened

At first you denied, claiming that when you tried to keep your friendship he didn’t care about you

But you eventually helped when you realized the level of danger he was in

You slowly felt those old feelings you had for him come back as the time passed, and although you did not noticed, he also had his share of feelings for you

The both of you kept getting closer again while trying to save his ass from police, but he only really confessed for you after you tried to sacrifice yourself to help him

After everything got solved (well, with Vecna still around let’s say most of it), you two oficially became a couple

With you always trying to make him be reasonable

One of the main reaosons he loved you was the way you cared abour people but especially him, always caring about his physical and mental health after everything that happened

And definitely what made you the perfect couple are the complete different aesthetics

[xxplastic-cubexx]

your art style was made for cherik it fits them so well

AWH SSH thank you so much that means a lot :]]]]]] i'm glad my art style is suited for old fickle divorcees......

[glorioustidalwavedefendor]

By nature social anials are social

Or at least they are selfish in a very social way

Kind a like:

I look after sick/disabled/old people so that wen I am sick/disabled/old others will look after me

Becasue trust me, my mom did not look after her mom becasue my mom loved her mom

You don't love peopel who abuse you ...

DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THE NEANDERTHAL CHILD WITH DOWN'S SYNDROME? Because they're all I've been thinking about when I'm sad for the past few days. Their existence makes me less sad.

[allcnaprograms]

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Idea for sigma. 18th letter of the greek alphabet.

The idea is this. ΣWM.

Moon, card 18 and 23. Wheel, card 10 and 13.

23rd letter of the English alphabet is W. The 18th letter is R. The 10th letter is J and the 13th letter is M. The two additional cards here are J and R. The chariot and temperance.

Σ is used as a mathematic symbol.

The A and E cards are mused to be interchangeable. As they are often found together. But the final card in this set would belong to З, i come to. There doesnt seem to be any other symbol to use. З is also a stand in for Z. And also draws other connections to the high priestess. Emphasizing a more gental, nurturative side of the spherical and circular connotations. Of the cards. As the wheel is as likely asking as it is pointing where. Where’s the personal disposition of active participation? Attention and discipline, care, and intelligence. May trump all.

Not what i originally imagined. An I-robot type deal manipulating the elements of reality.

The σ minuscule version brings it the O and Q and G and even C itself. Together with the active use of “will” or purpose. Painting a lovely picture. As well as tying it in with the devil card. S and Z. Though im rationalizing. Sex and the machine. The wheel card can now be painted as a sexy robot.

It just does’t fit the circular theme of the set. Other than perhaps the solar system and human automatons.

The σ symbol is used in the same class of calculation as is Σ, adding in the standard deviation from a sum notation. Though it’s used as a fraction. Becoming an irrational symbol, labeled as Q. A fancier Q in another font. But still a Q.

But im not very convinced by it. The card as a whole.

Othwr than that i think im being framed for tax fraud. As someone sent me the T-4 tax slips for walmart for 2023 for 10000$. I didnt work a day at walmart in 2023. And i never got my T-4s for the roofing job i did for a couple months.

And yo get get a screening fie gonareah. Be foiring to have given me a gay desease after they rapedmy spyche. Just to add innthe degenerate sense of homour.

Fuckni hate it here. Today their making the eclipse personal by exlipsing my fucken efforts. Sorry they’re taking your work. Station so uou have nothing to do. Yeah. Go smokw a ciggarette.

Eclipse starts just when i get off work. It’ll pass over has im walking home. Miss it. It looked like evening. Like an hour before evening. I stop paying attention to astrology when o realized they were just ising it to mess woth me.

Anyway this was a crappy post anyway. But, im afraid until i have a confident. Im stuck doing this. Everyone needs someone. I dont know what that feels like. The worlds been agaisnt me since the day i was born. Instead of being completly serrounded by people i don’t like who are actively fucken with me. Literally everything the outside would has sent my way, offord, given, likes my life lesser. Since i was born. I was born in hell. And everyonw wants to rule. Grew up fearing and alone. Am old still fearing and alone. Nothing has changed in over 30 years. Everyone always playing soemthign over me. Since forever. And everyperson brings in something that weakens me. Always been. Theres nothing to learn from being messed with. Its just for others pleasure. As its always been. I dont want to be alive anymore. Whats next? My secret druggings to fuck with me? Beat me down until i freak out more and conveice other peopel to help?fuck with my income taxes? Give me a desease? Frame me for murder?

Im quitting this jon soon and probably gonna hang myself. If this all life is goona do to me. Then ehats the point? Theres nothing else. I could listen to the bible and beleive you’ll syop when im forty. But. That’s a lie. There was never any apple itd been like this from the start. I dont even human anymore. Theres no connecting with anyone. Ill bever have a confidant. Just serrounded by assholes. Likes its always. Been. Not allowed not beign fucken damaged by someone. Hahhahahabwell at leadt im not an unstable wreck anymore. But i cant rely on that. Eve’s a fucken faget anyway. Genesis lietterally makes. No sense. It would be woman pulling at a rib and become man. Cause she wanted to get penetrated. So he lies. And hooks up with her. Done deall. Fuckne hate the bible.

Jesus is a bastard. No father. Left his mother alone in the crowd. He’s super effeminate and cant defend himself. The last person you want backing you in a war. And only go pray to him if someone wants a blowjob. 🤷🏻‍♂️if anythung he’s be a kamikaze warrior. With c-4 straped yo his chest.

Now i got to go to work and deal with some crows. They only say one thing. Caw!!! Try havign a comversation eith that.

Ive been wondring about gods absence lately. Portent of the day. A black cat catches a mouse. Gets distracted by me. Drops it. And catches it again and trotts off. Today at the moment. Conversation is about cats and litter. As for being personally eclipsed yesterday. I refused to be around him after that. I am now working woth a different colleague. The same partner of the guy who eclipsed me. Txted me later that day asking a dumb question. He could easily get by asking the persons themselves. I responded with. “Lilith”. The eclipse happened on my natal lilith.

And apparently they pivked this out of one of the vans im supposed to load today.

Not my hand.

They all laughed and made fun. And tossed it at the manager. Him being an atheist or a satanist or some such. Makes the impression that he doesn’t like the church very much. Theres alot of gay crap tossed around. Like always.

Well, talked to another foreign doctor couldnt ynderstand half of what he was saying. I dont think he understood half of what i was saying so. Its prabably no help at all. So i got cramping meds. See if that works.

I dont thinknits working.

IBS. Apparently. Being around too much gay shit. Gives me a desease.

Fucken kirby. What fucken cokskr. Your with my partner today. Im going home vack to bed. No alwep. And meds gives me weak vision abd weak muscle. And i have 40 000 pounds to load today. Starta yelling at me. Called him aficjen cokskr and left. Sorry i give you the health and security position and that i helped not start start smoking again. Nr. Fucker whos constantly on light duty. Fuck you. Naybe upu found tgat jessus fifure for a reason. You fucken asshole. Go brush your fuxken teeth.

Well at least i dont gave the feeling likw i just got raped this morning. Add a headache to that. Coffee!!!!

Moody lunar men are ten times then women. I hope his saturn return fucks him up the ass like it did me. But, you cant get much worse of a transit. Than i did. So theres no comparison. Sorry yoo have to work today and not walk around stairing at boxes and sitting in the office. If this is how he gets without half the world fucken with him everyday. The. He’s obviously a pussy. Sorry im mad and i have no sleep. Ots an effort to walk.

So those pills seem to be working. Took longer than it said it would. But, i got to sleep around 2;45 ish this morning. Didnt get out of bed till 6:30 ish. After my alarm went off at 5. And made it to work on time. But, nooe. Cant do it today. Its an easy load. Heavy but. 40 000 thousands pounds of 100 pound boxes. Nope. Not doing it. Been doing 50-to 60 thousand pound skid orders lately. Which aren’t bad. But kirby irratates me. Walking around like he owns the place. Never load a van. Always sitting in the office. Or doing light work. And counting boxes.

Others dont sleep around here either!!! Fuck you. You stay up all night gaming. Fuck off. Think he’s mad cause im patronizing and a good parental figure for Keagan. I dont throw shit at the kid, i dont hit. Like the others do. and if he’s wasting time or does soemthign stupid. I make my pressence known. Pick that up! Where have you been?! Oh well cant be sick or downed without atleast soemone giving me a hardtimr for it. These last few years are proof of that.

Hospital is useless. They dont care there. Even the doc at the clinic was, “they didn’t ask you about that? Or soemthing like that. It was hatd to understand what he was saying simce he’s a foreigner and english isnt his 2nd language. Wont work the kid though. Cause he’s alwasy talkign about sex. Amd dick and ass. And carelessness. And goes absent regularly for half hours. Leaving you to do a two man job alone. And kirby misses more work than i do.

Het look its the same goose. Wonder if i talk to it. If it will show me his family. Like last year. And simce ingave him the position for hwalth and safety he has even more time to walk around and do nothing. But i need to het back home. Shut up and take a nap. And neither doni have a family, friends and any children. No moral interpersonal support. Fuck you. And i dont even get to see another member of the opposite sex. Im serrounded by assholes like you.

Think i got my eight hours. Too bad its midnight.

I dont want ti be alive anymore. Dont t go nj im doing tm taxes this year. They can audit me. Apparently i wrorked for 10 000s last year at walmart. And again. I never receivced my T-4s for the roofing job. I dont know if immeven hoing to be alive at the end of theis year anyway.

I do t wven know why thes epeople are doing this to me anyway. The accountant is probably fucken with me too. His too nice to me. Im gonna start calling people pussy lickers cause it cant be taken as sexual derogatory. Guess im just stuck being serrounded by people who say cokskrs all the time. Back to my childhood. And my father and my brothers. And i guess ill never know what life is not being fucked eith. 39 years and counting and it just keeps getting worse by the year.

Its hard to describe what it is being murdered by the entire fucken planet. Whatever ill just pay 3000$ from the audit. And save the headache. Trying to contact someone in charge of taxes from a large company like walmart is a mightmare. And the people there at the building at worked at will jsut play stupid. It’ll be ten times worse then trying to get an appointmen tto see a doctor. And illnprobably have to miss several days of wrok just to yse the fucken telephone. This is my entire life. From the get go. Or ill do it. And if they send me to court ill just hang myself before the trial. I dont remember the last few years have been a haze. They did pay me for a couple months after they fored me right before christmas for fake charges of sexual harrasment. Pending the “investigation”. So maybe. The only thing o remember clearly. Is god speaking to me through portents and stuff. While they tried to lasso me with queer bs. And raped my psyche. I rememeber being drugged, sleep deprived. And set up eith multiple girl while they fucked around in the background.

Hope i dont have to take these IBS pills tbe rest of my life somi dont have the feeling being raped everyday. Spekaing of which, my ass hurts. Need to take another pill.