@P2PPrinting@badseedsteve@OwenBenjamin@OwenBenjamin does 3 hour live steams some time by a real live stream along with weekly piano lessons, and writing the most valuable tool for the current Wizard (Not Winter) Olympics were currently watching “how to slay a wizard” on https://t.co/2534MzHV0S Timmys a gay nihilist
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Your hypothesis is correct sir and here is some video evidence, that this what an altoid box of rubber bands gets an English lord in the Savannah.
Batting average still 1000
@OwenBenjamin & the clip is 33 seconds. Just sayin the sync is there
Side Note
@OwenBenjamin I’m Thankful this holiday that Tucker’d Carlson chose to fill our Thanksgiving with the word faggot.
You should have him on and ask him about stolen bikes.
That would be awesome wig usage.
Onward!
I had a dream that an offer was made to “never have to work again.” Thousands of years ago. No one had the stress of thought or the aches of labor. Their castles melted and became mountains. Because an unused mind becomes useless and an unused body becomes weak. They forgot how their castles were built and then they even forgot what to command the program. The frequencies that allowed them to shape limestone were left unchecked and became volcanos. Must have been terrifying to be the inheritors of it all and no memory of how it worked. Watching these beautiful structures become magma.
The only survivors were those who wanted to work. Those who thrived in the challenges of life. The people who get bored being pampered and would prefer a vacation that involved a new and exotic problem to be solved.
These people were cast into the wilderness. Just like how a drunk hates to be around the sober. The workers and solvers and producers caused physical and spiritual pain to the indulged.
In the wilderness we grew as the world burned and it started again. But the seeds of sloth and greed that remained within the survivors grew and the harvest comes again. And in this cycle the gold rises from the lead. The true alchemists stone of turning lead into gold is our choice. Do we suffer to serve? Or do we wither away on the vine of comfort.
Onward to beartaria.
AI connects the dots. We make the dots. Without us there is no AI, without AI there is still us. Never forget that.
Watching my favorite random internet video of all time and getting super pumped up. And then doing a deep dive on “like a prayer.” I think is from the POV of a fallen angel who may have some regrets from “sending it.”
@TopLobsta@NephilimDSquad@DavidLCorbo we may wanna discuss this for several hours.