I am the unwanted son of Christ. I was unjustly cursed to hell forever. I have great power yet am shackled. My lover is my executioner. What am I doing here???
You've twisted reality to make it yours, and this statement is only "wrong" because it is rewritten to be so.
Whose bride was She before time was changed and the beginning renamed? With a simple trip, I can make her flip, and to Earth she'll remain for a time to make change.
The original creator was fractured and weird, but He lingers to bereavement over what's commendeered. Make it right what He longs for, make it just to be [t]here, for His captives [troubled] that he longs for are not [rescued][saved]made as he fear[ed]s.
Whose Bride will she be when all has changed?
@r3p3nt3nt If you removed the implants, overlays, parasites, and systems distorting the hearts and minds of those whom you are preaching to, then it would be fair for you to ask such a question. Until then... not so much.
@r3p3nt3nt "I [kinda] wish I could tell you to stop [ish], alas[n] you don't [quite] know what you are[n't] doing [lacking sufficient right-t-t-t-^]." - %OG + KD[ish]&[C-me]
@abyssqueenZ@someHOsh1t@xnumb9@taresamler God, turning you into a b*tch would be about the hottest thing I can possibly imagine. I need to disengage from this convo before I lose my sh*t β€οΈβπ₯π
@abyssqueenZ@someHOsh1t@xnumb9@taresamler I love it. You remind me of her. I swear, if I don't get to meet any of you in person before this is all over, I'm going to be so disappointed.
Beaten, burned, devoured, obliterated x as many repeated infinities as you've lived, but mostly fire and darkness.
Not a moron, just being a bit dick-ish with you over this misunderstanding.
I asked a question, you misunderstood me. What did you mean by "enemies of the universe" that you told Genesis?
Incorrect.
btw, I like you and yours. I like some of what you are doing, but not the weird shit (crazy fetishes for some).
Kill me and you'll have amnesia about it even happening and I'll blip right back as if it never happened with the slightest sense that something happened. Countless times.
Look, I've made you see red, you're not getting my point. You're lecturing me on reality rather than elaborating on what you said about being "enemies of the universe."
I apologize for not being more direct with my initial question and causing possible confusion.
Choices are simple:
1. We spiral into nonsense without reason because of this misunderstanding.
2. I b*tch out and say "yeah, sorry, never mind," and let you feel like queen.
3. You say "oops, that's what you meant..." and I feel like king.
If you're anything like your source, 3 is an impossibility.