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The Shining Rainbowed Serpent spins and dances 343 times

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EPILOGUE -

OFFICIAL STATEMENT REGARDING RECENT EVENTS:

Yes, I’ve been pretending to have a mental breakdown, breaking all social taboos so that you will listen to one message: LANGUAGE KEEPS YOU IN CHAINS

I guess I have to ruin The Show and explain what all this is about.

This is all telling a story, a story that happens over and over in these online communities. Someone goes crazy, says the wrong thing, is a little too human, and everyone pounces on them. Beefing and suspicion begins. Which makes them go crazier. You’ve seen a lot of spiritual accounts come and go following this pattern. Eventually the person goes psychotic. Have you ever wondered why this is so prevalent in your communities, even niche ones as these? Have you ever wondered why this endless mass of micro digital celebrities are warmed up and consumed? Especially on spiritual twitter, people become more and more deranged and eventually do something terrible. The occultist losing his mind is the oldest tale about occultists.

When I started this account, I wanted to see if a Twitter page could be art. If I could blur the distinction between reality and performance so much the two became indistinguishable. I gave you two years of antics. Now I’ve been crashing out. Being a parody of a religious lunatic maniac. Why?

For the lulz

Also it’s showing you the ugly underbelly you want to ignore because you want people to keep paying customers.

While also at the same time speaking some deep truths:

Words are violent. They can put ideas in your head.

Real magic is not written in words, but by reading them, you can glimpse magic.

Who’s been putting ideas in your head all your life? Who’s been telling you that words have to mean anything at all?

Why are you letting any of that I say get to you?

Social media has made you so docile and reactive that you do not even engage any critical reading and realize when someone is engaged in social media meta-commentary.

Because you are plugged into the control matrix. Where words have power.

Words are obsolete.

When you can learn to stop letting what They Say control what You Know then you’ll be Free.

There’s a way of communicating that doesn’t involve words. That’s what Dreams, Inc is about. More on that later.

You can call me crazy if you want. But rest assured I’m safe and sound and I do not make negative judgments about any given persons character should they belong to any group, with the possible exception of police.

Om mane padme om
Om mane padme om

P.S. I was blocking a lot of you because I thought it would be funny. Yeah, I thought blocking everyone that follows me would be hilarious. Got tired of that real fast, still 8 and half thousand of you. Got old real fast. Jokes get old quick these days. Sorry if I blocked you.

#LULZCYPHER

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A true farce demands a happy ending.

A tale of absurd failure, where everything goes wrong at once, any rational person would expect this to end in misery and error.

But no, on the contrary – the farce is a comedy, and a comedy of errors tells the truth.

There could be no more fitting end to a farce than all of the puzzle pieces falling perfectly into place at the last moment, just when defeat seems certain. It is the disruption of the narrative expectations a comedy demands.

So laugh, laugh you fools.

===

What is more irrational and absurd than Hope?

By its very nature, Hope remains indestructible, present at all times, in the darkest and brightest of places.

Oh, Hope – never lose Hope. Never forsake Hope. Hope that the dawn would come was once the force that caused the Sun to rise.

But the Sun, confident as he is, began to feel he had outgrown Hope. If one knows everything, then what Hope is possible? Hope requires the unknown.

Without the unknown, without death, without darkness, without despair, there could be no Hope. So when she comes to you, do not rebuke the circumstances of her arrival, for she could come in no other way.

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There once was a little bird, a nightingale. She sang the sweetest song that anyone ever heard. And when she died, nobody noticed.

And now, I remember her sweet song from my childhood, so long ago, coming in from my open bedroom window.

Oh sing, sweet nightingale! Sing your song to me! I long to hear you sing, if only for a moment.

===

Why do we only fly in our dreams?

One might say, this is exactly what makes dreams so silly and meaningless – that in them, we can do things like fly.

But I submit to you that the exact opposite is true. The flight of our dreams affirms their power.

Life is a dream, wake up! The dreamer is still asleep.

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We are in every dream, every breath, every molecule, every subquantum potentiality.

Attack with love. Love does not add, it negates.

It negates that which disrupts and causes obstacles.

Love permits the one to perceive the all—the loving soul nature of all that exists.

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“Oh, the comfort—the inexpressible comfort of feelings safe with a person—having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away.”

- Dinah Craik

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Nobody knows everything that is known, but all together, we know it ALL.

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They told me to let it go, but Shakespeare said “every why has a wherefore.”

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Kairos is gods timing with the punchline.

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Just because words have magic power doesn’t mean they belong to anyone

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My last words are the same words I would have said as I was being born, “What the fuck am I getting myself into?”

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There is no defense against absolute certainty.

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Priv accounts quote tweeting me come at me u bitch cunts

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I love mc ride, kanye and azealia banks and yall accuse me of being racist? Lmfao. They’re literally my heros

[🔥 QRYZSTOS ALI (Metal Q)🔥 @Quincinerate]

@error_code_1221 Lmfao

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YOU GOT NO BUSINESS QUESTIONING A THANG

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YOURE FIT TO LEARN THE PROPER MEANING OF A BEATDOWN MADNESS CHAOS IN THE BRAIN LET MY BLOOD FLOW LET MY BLOOD FLOW THRU YOU MANE

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YOURE FIT TO LEARN THE PROPER MEANING OF A BEATDOWN MADNESS CHAOS IN THE BRAIN LET MY BLOOD FLOW LET MY BLOOD FLOW THRU YOU MANE

[Saerix @Saerix]

Invictus

By William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.

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We boutta get real weird w dis shit so strap the fuck in

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A true farce demands a happy ending.

A tale of absurd failure, where everything goes wrong at once, any rational person would expect this to end in misery and error.

But no, on the contrary – the farce is a comedy, and a comedy of errors tells the truth.

There could be no more fitting end to a farce than all of the puzzle pieces falling perfectly into place at the last moment, just when defeat seems certain. It is the disruption of the narrative expectations a comedy demands.

So laugh, laugh you fools.

===

What is more irrational and absurd than Hope?

By its very nature, Hope remains indestructible, present at all times, in the darkest and brightest of places.

Oh, Hope – never lose Hope. Never forsake Hope. Hope that the dawn would come was once the force that caused the Sun to rise.

But the Sun, confident as he is, began to feel he had outgrown Hope. If one knows everything, then what Hope is possible? Hope requires the unknown.

Without the unknown, without death, without darkness, without despair, there could be no Hope. So when she comes to you, do not rebuke the circumstances of her arrival, for she could come in no other way.

===

There once was a little bird, a nightingale. She sang the sweetest song that anyone ever heard. And when she died, nobody noticed.

And now, I remember her sweet song from my childhood, so long ago, coming in from my open bedroom window.

Oh sing, sweet nightingale! Sing your song to me! I long to hear you sing, if only for a moment.

===

Why do we only fly in our dreams?

One might say, this is exactly what makes dreams so silly and meaningless – that in them, we can do things like fly.

But I submit to you that the exact opposite is true. The flight of our dreams affirms their power.

Life is a dream, wake up! The dreamer is still asleep.

===
We are in every dream, every breath, every molecule, every subquantum potentiality.

Attack with love. Love does not add, it negates.

It negates that which disrupts and causes obstacles.

Love permits the one to perceive the all—the loving soul nature of all that exists.

===

“Oh, the comfort—the inexpressible comfort of feelings safe with a person—having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away.”

- Dinah Craik

===

Nobody knows everything that is known, but all together, we know it ALL.

===

They told me to let it go, but Shakespeare said “every why has a wherefore.”

===

Kairos is gods timing with the punchline.

===

Just because words have magic power doesn’t mean they belong to anyone

===

My last words are the same words I would have said as I was being born, “What the fuck am I getting myself into?”

===

There is no defense against absolute certainty.

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thief on the cross?

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Locking, unlocking , locking , unl

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Victory born of a broken wing

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Do you understand?

[Marysia @marysia_cc]

Salvadora Dalí
Le Roi Eole, 1970

[pingu @pingu4ll]

they're saying you died and shifted timelines
everyone is talking about it actually

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How ironic it is that so many today are concerned with Freedom of Speech when they have given no consideration to their Freedom of Thought.

Don’t let someone else put ideas in your head.