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You understand incorrectly.
Just a weirdly mystical asshole looking for meaning in the meaningless, silence in the jumble of voices, sight in darkness, finding the rhythm in chaos.
You understand incorrectly.
It seems to be not working well as of late, I’m not sure why. A good amount of the shows I watch throw back an error.
Thanks for the site, I’d genuinely never heard of this and was looking for something new!
Given my mystic/esoteric follies, and my general flare for the dramatic, I tend to blend my mind’s eye form with what I try to appear as in astral: Usually some variant of myself, usually differently shaped, preferably with wings or horns, or both.
I don’t care for my looks from the neck down, despite my husband’s constant insistence that I’m beauty incarnate.
I consider myself the ruling entity of my Mind Palace, with the occasional spirit or other entity sometimes taking precedence. I’ve never thought of myself as important, most likely due to my being raised Evangelical, but I’m finding more and more people think of me that way, much to my utter discomfort and confusion.
Ooh, same! I always thought this was odd, so it’s nice to find someone else who thinks like this!
Well, that was certainly a rollercoaster. Points for authenticity and uniqueness. Also, what the actual ever loving fuck?
They really don’t. I grew up Evangelical, trust me, community was the last thing on those people’s minds. Granted, I understand where you’re coming from; there should be more communal spaces that don’t have religion as a requirement.
When Sysadmins Ruled The Earth by Cory Doctorow
Thank you, how do I do that again?