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akira_akuma
Φύσις κρύπτεσθαι ὕψιστος φιλεῖ


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When He was in the sight of It shall be imputed-- and-- could He nowhere see the destination of It.
Before whom It shall be reckoned with - they can never see they were able to visit Him.
With them, when thou numberest them, thou can never see them so they could approach thee.
And with them, when they number thine, I do not see any possible approach to Him.
When I was in the sight of whom It will be, I can not possibly see they were able to visit me.
With whom there is the right to be reckoned with, I could never see, so they could not come at me.
By what government, when thou number them, can see thou when they could approach thou?
And with them, when thou number them, do thou not see wherever they could approach Him?
When, at the sight of It shall be - for nowhere He could see--
With whom there is the right to be reckoned with, you never see that we could not come to Him.
Who, when thou numberest them, can not see when they could approach thee?
And with them, when thou number them, do thy not see how thou could get to them?
With whom there is the right to be reckoned with - whom can never see so they could not come at Him .
And with them, when you number them, you can not see this, that, or thou self.
And with them, when you number them, I do not see wherever they could approach Him.
It shall come to pass, when they were not able to look into the presence of thou visiting me.
With whom there is the right to be assessed, was not able to see, and they could not come to me; who indeed, when I will number them, would not be able to see, when thine, by Him, shall count the hours, where they were not able to go to thou.
When, at the sight of It will be - She could never see--
With whom there is the right to be reckoned with, that He was never to see they whom could not come to Him.
And It came to pass, when He saw they can not realize and comest to me.
And It came to pass, as He was not able to see thine help in the sight of thy visit.
Who, when they were numbered, was not seen as they brought thy near; and by Him shall count the hours, that they will not see Him?
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pur3bind
Not all who wander are frost-y


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Dip your intentions in the water to germinate. Your desire to escape the quaking mess is the quaking mildew. upwork.com is society tricking you. Ask yourself this? What does my candle burn for? Do that. And forget the moula. Don't one up you. Have compassion for your counter ego. Stand routed in the ground, but don't expect any lotus tree to sympathize. Take 100% responsibility for the shoe going only so far up the treadmill. Gently my child. Simply. Fingers groping your gorilla chest.
Go-Rill-A! Go- Rill-A! Daddey! Tarzan doesn't understand English! ...Well, i'll make him understand...
There is no trick of the trade, because it's you. Don't gable a bunch of crunch terribly tomorrow, wake up set your gratitude clock, do that one thing you will make yourself 100% proud of piercing and blue oyster culture is not your retinal.
Now I must point out. We all know our own pinky and the pain. We created that too. But such is. Allow it. Clear it. Set the compass and go. This techwisdomy that our ansestors crafted with shroomery.org is the stone in which the stick needs a stew to brew. Nirvana is where you are. Make god proud.
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PartoftheSource
NAUT GUILTY



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Re: Syntax Challenge [Re: pur3bind]
#23660076 - 09/19/16 09:17 PM (7 years, 4 months ago) |
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Armageddon outta' here!
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dodgem
Learner



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Dog log alphabet solved.
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Seriously_trippin
Cosmic Guru Ganesh



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Re: Syntax Challenge [Re: dodgem]
#23660336 - 09/19/16 11:39 PM (7 years, 4 months ago) |
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Dogs are permenantly in the push-up position
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dodgem
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The day the day never comes. Many will be offering hostility to those who never had a chance to tie the shoes of the king. Fair is fair if and only if there are no eyes watching the cup become half full and half empty at the same time.
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pur3bind
Not all who wander are frost-y


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Re: Syntax Challenge [Re: dodgem]
#23662563 - 09/20/16 06:14 PM (7 years, 4 months ago) |
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A million masks of God pass over me. Over thinking, over analysing, separates the fork from the pat on the front. Find the otters, raccoons in dumpsters, swimming on the hills of the misty waters.
I feel so alone, gonna end up a big ol pile o' them thrones. Prying our dead fingers from detaching from scary beauty. Let's do it again. It was all so real, until reality became reality again and again and again and again and again. Careful Galileo, careful baba ganoosh, careful Shakespeare. Carefree.
Did you ladies know that your DNA soup is cancer trying to become 11:11 on easter eggs culinary times a funny, eh, Vladimir!
Shopping by remote. In fact, all curvature is being destroyed. Even if your a poorly pierced metal head from the dark side of mankind. You have a shot at dart knife throwing. Make up your mind vomit party!
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pur3bind
Not all who wander are frost-y


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Re: Syntax Challenge [Re: pur3bind]
#23725722 - 10/10/16 04:31 PM (7 years, 3 months ago) |
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We should not seek to understand, but to appreciate the Chrysalis. Dismantled robes of hopes beat like a bodhisattvic whistle. Wishful thinking is like wishful drinking, the visions never end. When I try to look at the back of my hand, my memory is deep fried in muscle memory. "Can you feel your breath?" said the Bigot. Uhm... backtrack. Where are we? We are here. Okay. You ready? God damn book of the damned we write here, motherfucker.
At least cows know how to be civil. Our jeans just don't have the tuck they used to have. The times will never be like they used to be. Growing up in the loonie boonies. Everyone was so.. gnome-like. They found a new way to say 'Hooooooraaaaahy'. I guess we still have rabbits that have compassion for our excessive need for carrots. This is necessary. Observe pickle juiced fungi ground dirt for just a second, maybe a milli-second. Do you even care to take note of your mind's materialization? It's cool, bruh. Sound good, bud? Okay bro. Okay. Good ol' Okie Doke! Autumn leaves are like Okie Doke. Well, to be honest with not only you but my self, today is all about Okie Yoke. We're either Yellow like the Simpsons or White like the stars under a microscope while shooting DMT in the only vein that won't blow it, man.
Don't piss it away. Sometimes singing songs to the snake actually forms a habitual lets go back to Eckhart mode. Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Ping, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, Ping, Pong, :') and now you have to go get the ball.
Your so weird that your wired to believe your not wride. Stride and abide. I don't know if I can lie, but I sigh every July. Fucking, fucking, fucking, fuck, fuck off, fuck if I know, fucking, fuckleberry fuck, fuck the fucking fucker off a fucking fucknosed fuck fairy, don't give me a fucking fucked fuck, I fucking will fucking fuck your fucking feather off a fucking leather fucking jacket. Rbl.
-------------------- "There are times— and this would be a great study for somebody to do—there have been periods in English when there were emotions that don't exist anymore, because the words have been lost. There are colors that don't exist anymore because the words have been lost." — Terence McKenna (The Archaic Revival: 1991)
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remake


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Loc: South Africa
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Re: Syntax Challenge [Re: pur3bind]
#23727263 - 10/11/16 12:54 AM (7 years, 3 months ago) |
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Splitter splatter heavy hitter shitter fucker. Bitch ass. I'll rip you open. It's coming. A fucking surpressed storm. You left me fucking blind. Whoo. Kiss my boo boo. Disperse my mental poo poo. Wheew. I'm coming back. Stronger, sharper. Fuck yes.
Lift my head into the starry sky, moving the moon, shifting mountains. Lost my mind. Saw the demons they hide. Little petty fucking posers. Eat my apple, suckle my balls you fucking nitwit bitch.
Dancing on a dead lama. Slapping a gorilla in the eye with a stinky salmon, underneath a limping rainbow wearing my father's favourite thong, thinking all along, mmm...Twas it me who was wrong? The guilt they fucking spew over you for being different. Green oozy jealous liquid dripping from their fake ass plastic plastered faces.
Wipe that smirk off you piece of shit, I'll open you're head. Banana split. Wake you the fuck up.
Tried to kill my thunder.
Look out!
I'm going to funk you to your grave.
Suck this devil dick.
You fucking slave.
Or, fuck it. Just disappointed, man...Don't mess with my love. It makes me cry and cry.
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theRealrollforever
I DID-DENT



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Re: Syntax Challenge [Re: remake]
#23727297 - 10/11/16 01:27 AM (7 years, 3 months ago) |
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Failure to follow guidlines can result in disciplinary action up to and including termination
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zZZz
jesus


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Just subscribe to my posts op, it's all vommit, ull luv it
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pur3bind
Not all who wander are frost-y



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Re: Syntax Challenge [Re: zZZz]
#23753419 - 10/19/16 09:59 PM (7 years, 3 months ago) |
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It's too robust to fix our postures with perlite and soil. Now you see it, now you don't. Wow, and all this time I thought we were on the sofa, insofar as we know we are. Lame, fame, tame, same. Sometimes it's okay to be somewhere with someone someday, somehow. Jesus loves me, this I know, for the devil tells me so. Twinkle, Twinkle, little cat, how I wonder where your at.
Snicker, snacker. Bicker back. Sinker, winker, tit for tat. Missing link, kissing drink. Pink Popcorn in Nebula palace is great on grapefruit. Ointment with a loin dent is gangsta like jenga pieces curative to educaros singing icaros in pachamama haikus. Satsrikal mama gi! Ey yo niguh! Why you talking shit?! Hey man, I was just loosening my laces. This shit is tight up in planet muffukin earf.
-------------------- "There are times— and this would be a great study for somebody to do—there have been periods in English when there were emotions that don't exist anymore, because the words have been lost. There are colors that don't exist anymore because the words have been lost." — Terence McKenna (The Archaic Revival: 1991)
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lifeiswhatyoumake
Trance in my sig n blood



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Re: I'd love to read your mind-vomit [Re: Tmethyl]
#23753436 - 10/19/16 10:04 PM (7 years, 3 months ago) |
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There already is a thread like this that has been around for much longer:
https://www.shroomery.org/forums/showflat.php/Number/7859351/fpart/1/vc/1
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Lucis
Nutritional Yeast

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Re: Syntax Challenge [Re: pur3bind]
#23753457 - 10/19/16 10:11 PM (7 years, 3 months ago) |
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A trust so robust, allows my soul not to rust I sit here with lust, ready to spatter penile puss Alone and at home, I feed my jones Blood in my veins, dope makes it their home A toxic waste, of humanity space I want a taste, of sweet solace Should I stay or should I go Honey that's what I want to know Does it even matter anyhow As the needle begins to plow though my delicate flesh it's all just a test of my will, perhaps im a shill a sold out soul, bitter and cold worn so thin, perhaps im to old to old to cut it, to old for hope finding comfort, in sickening dope corrupting my being, it has begun do I continue down this path of twisted fun or should I end it, end it all I am truly shocked and appalled these thoughts cross my mind, all of the time perhaps one day, they will own what is mine and I will expire, like a funeral pyre be buried deep, in the black bloody mire
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IM WALKIN ON SUNSHINE



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Re: Syntax Challenge [Re: Lucis]
#23753581 - 10/19/16 11:03 PM (7 years, 3 months ago) |
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On the first flight I was a people who fire three clown sue the fentanyl and to be Jason my last thirteen west Wednesday has nothing lighter and because.
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Tmethyl
Smear in the shale


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Quote:
lifeiswhatyoumake said: There already is a thread like this that has been around for much longer: https://www.shroomery.org/forums/showflat.php/Number/7859351/fpart/1/vc/1
Guess we better pack up the space shuttle and skitter across the pond then. Times up folks, put down your pancakes and DMT pipes. Don't interfere with the rascal spatting tyrants, they spit the venom at least 6 meters(in a vacuum). I recommend you keep a fair trade; you cannot repeat the same flavor!
Whether or not the yogurt has been across the 11 centurions, is irrelevant.
By the way, I fixed your spacing, what a fucking atrocity. You are welcome.

(ghoul delight, 6:14 - one time a long past behind) Underscore_
Signed ___________
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remake


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Re: I'd love to read your mind-vomit [Re: Tmethyl]
#23754303 - 10/20/16 09:13 AM (7 years, 3 months ago) |
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Smash through the door. Raptor arms. Bent back. Stomping around like I own this motherfunka.
"Yo, bitch!" I exclaim in excellent bravado.
"Son" Satan says. "Take out the trash".
"Yes, mamma".
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pur3bind
Not all who wander are frost-y



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Posts: 748
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Re: Syntax Challenge [Re: Lucis]
#23754847 - 10/20/16 01:07 PM (7 years, 3 months ago) |
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Culprit tango, bluelance Windows 10. Don't make me say it. Dont punch out! Every day from 9-5 we have to punch out. Punch me. Actually, no. Punch yourself, because you are the miracle that is the plastic bag in Time with a Capitol (W) T. F it. We'll be forever alone, just because all these goths on this planet scare the fuck outa us man. I don't like humility by those who are neither Northerners or Southerners. Sorry, I'm a tyrant and a racist.
Whenever you follow instructions on a manual kleenex hurricane without candy canes, do you ever get the sense that sense is too risky for worry and ears wide open to cars driving by makes you want to get the fuck out of here bc we are at a dead fucking end you inept handycap assholes. Do you ever think of the trout that has doubt, but likes herself without a rebellious act? I'm not saying that these cities are bad, they are just unfathomably popular for those who want to go off the deep end. Let's become hard and shallow, so fuck you and fuck you and fuck your consciousness and fuck this game, I'm fucking bored but too afraid of death. Fuck my posture, fuck shroomery.com. Fuck quieting my thoughts, fuck not seeking attention, fuck that Elephant and fuck Jill Stein. Although, she's pretty sexy for an older lass. Fuck you ego, fuck you enlightenment, fuck you universe, bro. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. AND if I didn't quite touch your heart, well let me give you a grand finalle for you especially. FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU AND MERRY FUCKING HAUNNICA BITCH!
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Tmethyl
Smear in the shale


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Re: Syntax Challenge [Re: pur3bind]
#23754895 - 10/20/16 01:31 PM (7 years, 3 months ago) |
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Pur3? Have you checked your oil lately? I hear something clunking in your skittercow. Smelling what I'm stepping in?
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pur3bind
Not all who wander are frost-y



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Re: Syntax Challenge [Re: Tmethyl]
#23754969 - 10/20/16 01:54 PM (7 years, 3 months ago) |
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My oil is like amino oxidators and beta carboline destroyed in a kangaroos gut. Is there an officer problem? Call me baby 289 887 7002
-------------------- "There are times— and this would be a great study for somebody to do—there have been periods in English when there were emotions that don't exist anymore, because the words have been lost. There are colors that don't exist anymore because the words have been lost." — Terence McKenna (The Archaic Revival: 1991)
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