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My laptop can barely run from all of the visual novels I've downloaded illegally. I can feel it glaring at me just from considering this. You'll have to sing me a song every gameplay to make up for it.

I think it depends on what belief you're asking this from the standpoint of. I'm sure anyone with a functioning brain and any exposure to religion has asked themselves these questions: how could a God that is all-knowing, all-powerful, and benevolent really be the creator of a world like ours? It would seem like a God who created a world like this probably finds a sense of entertainment in pardoning bad things with how everything tends to happen. I don't believe in a God like that though. My beliefs for God are more Hermetic, with traditional mystic or even Gnostic influences. I think through bad deeds, we make ourselves inaccessible to God. So it's not about whether God could pardon you or not. You sink in the dark and the light becomes inaccessible to you, and it's your responsibility to make yourself light enough to become one with God. I don't believe God is like a human mind, which acts more like a filter that synthesizes and remakes information, that stores and reflects on information, etc. God would be more like an unchanging concept, like love. A person can be full of love, yes, but they can never be love, as they're still susceptible to change. So they store it inside of them. But it's not like this for the divine. They are these very concepts, they do not embody them. So similarly, how a person could be full of love or hate, a person could be full of God. Why do you think in so many theistic traditions are centered around emptying themselves, of being in pain, of having nothing? To make room for God of course. People wish to be so full of God that they don't even have the time or space to think about doing heinous acts.

Hello Marci! I always have fun with your questions, please feel free to be yourself when it comes to your curiosity. 1. The reason why it's difficult for people to be objective is because on some level we always take how we feel about reality into account for judging what is true. People love to deny it, but it's a human thing that no one is exempt from. No one is immune to this kind of influence. This happens on different levels of awareness; for example, maybe a person thinks every person who makes them feel bad is objectively bad. Maybe a person who thinks everyone who makes them feel frustrated is stupid. Or maybe a person might think every person who makes them feel good is excusable for their bad deeds because they feel they've seen another side of them. But then you have other levels, people who are aware to another degree; just because they make me feel bad doesn't mean they are bad. Just because we don't agree on things doesn't mean they are stupid. I may like them but there could still be something wrong. There are still hidden feelings tied into these as well. Sympathy, feelings of responsibility, duty. In some cases, even pride, anxiety for what can't be seen, for consequences. People always try to cover these feelings up with reasons, they'll look for evidence in reality to make it seem rational, for other people who share their narrative, but at the end of the day it's all the same. No one is immune, and there is nothing wrong with that. When you self-actualize and become aware of yourself and your feelings, you become more open-minded without losing yourself. Similarly, I think "killers" are the same as people in this example. They are not seeing anything unique or different about reality, but it's likely that they feel uniquely about reality, and these unique feelings are giving them unique insights which leads them to unique truths and... "unique actions" I suppose. Is this any more or less true than someone else's perspective? I couldn't say, but I wouldn't be inclined to think so. 2. When I was younger, my father (who studies comparative culture and theology across time) told me about a cult (that allegedly merged with Christianity) that worshipped the sun as a God, and this was the apparent origins of the holiday Christmas. I'll spare you the details, but despite being told this in a negative light, something about it was captivating to me. I think the sun is the ultimate symbol of independence. It exists with all things, but it is powered by its own gravity, by the pressure it puts on itself, and from that it creates all of that heat and life and it's beautiful. Who wouldn't want to celebrate that? And I have always loved the blue sky. I've always been disturbed by people who so easily give themselves up to their circumstances without fight ever since I was very young, a projection since I've been in many helpless situations where I feared I might have to lose myself to get out of them. And losing yourself seems like such a hopelessly horrible thing in an existence where you have an entire self to curate, to connect with others, to create ideas and to achieve things. You are the one and only person responsible for you as a person, and I've always wanted to be my own person, to be free - but there are times where I thought I was free only to realize I had lost myself to the pressure I had escaped from, and I sat in what felt like empty space, unsure of what to do with myself. People are so fragile, and bad things could cause a certain turbulence in the foundation of what builds their reality. So the answer for me is to have a strong foundation in that sense. The only pressure you should give into is the pressure you put on yourself. 3. As long as I am conscious. I wouldn't define humanity by my physical body. But also, I've never slowly rotted away to nothing, so I couldn't say how this would change how I am inside or anything of the sort. I'll give you another variation of your question to expand on this; if a person's body was slowly replaced with robot parts, all the way up to their brain where it's all synthetic and now it's essentially an Ai version of them, could you still call them human? I'd say no. You didn't destroy the human there, you've uprooted them and replaced them with something entirely different. If you uproot an apple tree and replace it with an orange tree, even if the tree is the same shape and in the same spot, it's still something entirely different. But if you let an apple tree rot in the spot, even if it no longer resembles itself, even if it can't produce apples, it is still an apple tree. It's just entering a new phase of life. Death is temporary and transitionary I believe. When will you start putting things on your X diary? I'm curious about you too ( ^ _ ^ )

This is an oddly specific question. Did a certain anon happen to be lurking through my Twitter replies? Quite honestly, I’m unsure how to answer this. If someone claims to enjoy talking about “taboo” topics but has limits, a taboo that’s too taboo for their taboo, then is it really something they enjoy? Or have these people just convinced themselves they have some sort of edge despite its softness? I wouldn’t consider myself incessantly morbid and I don’t have some sort of exclusive pull towards darker themes, but I like hearing about anything that goes on in the minds or worlds of others in general that would be difficult to digest for most people. It’s a kind of curiosity I think most should have if they don’t want to become narrow-minded. This question you’re asking me is really one I should be asking you. I will listen without judgement.

Moze. You will melt my atabook page with the amount of digital warmth you’re spreading here. It’s fun picking your brain apart, let’s speak again soon 👁️‍🗨️

Hello Bianca 🤍 as the lady of pink herself, I have to ask you, do you like “purple-pink” or “yellow-pink” more?

Thank you… 🎵 I tried keeping it simple

Mimi… the war has left me in pieces.. let’s hold hands and play games forever. I miss you

I snlove you more… silly fox 🦊

If by links you mean profile links, at the moment the answer is… no. If I ever do, you’ll see them on most of my profiles. A friend said they were making a Carrd for me, but they’re being quite shy about it. 🤍

I still plan on making a server… I’ve been busy with life and personal projects so I haven’t given the necessary details much thought, I appreciate your patience. For book recommendations, since I don’t know you and can’t recommend you something personally, I’ll share some of the most impactful things I’ve read (anyone who has spoken to me about reading has seen at least one of these titles in our conversations) To the Lighthouse: I think that there are many parts of nature that feels entirely timeless to people. And sometimes there are these strange moments when a person starts self-destructing and they suddenly notice it like they’re seeing it again for the first time. These things are timeless as I said, a witness to everything, simultaneously part of everything and nothing. The sun, the sky, the sea. For those who notice, there’s a certain kind of silence that you want to swallow you whole. One of my biggest inspirations for my current project. I also really liked “The Waves” by Virginia Woolf too, a book more on group sentimentality than personal sentimentality. I wrote about this one on my Tumblr once. The Queen’s Gambit: The beginning of the story follows Beth, who is young, silently desperate, an orphan, a child prodigy who is too suppressed for anyone to see how neurotic she is. I think, when you have nothing at a young age, it’s easy to get entirely consumed by one thing. One thing that should be an aspect of your identity becomes everything. She grows up to be a chess champion with nothing other than that; her success and the security she finds with controlling an imaginary world on a board. I won’t say much else because I’m writing a much more detailed review on this book since I had many thoughts. If you’d like to read it as a PDF, just ask. I’d be happy to share. Y/N: I think this book really highlights what it means to treat love like a religion. The love is entirely impersonal, yet all-consuming, making it ephemeral in some sense with a distance that allows for the all of the softness and hope that is usually destroyed by reality. The protagonist is painfully self-aware of her irrationality, yet she persists because that’s exactly what faith is. This is not a love story at all, but it’s a book about love. The prose is surreal and dream-like, many didn’t like the fact that its foot was so loosely set in reality, but this is one of the things that drew me in the most. There are others but I’m typing too much… I always get carried away ^ ^; if you want something more personal in terms of book recommendations you’re always welcome to message me.

Most call me Engel or Snow. You’re welcome to give me a nickname. This has happened more times than I can count on one hand.

I lava you more. Watch Yaoi with me soon or else I’ll turn into dust again

I was talking about it with my friends… I wanted to pick a good time for it since everyone seems busy or away from home. A lot of my friends already speak in servers too.. I will keep you updated on my art account. ^ ^