Matthew Moulton returns from jail to post SNCA.

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It's funny how he cries about abusers when he has flashbacks to the sheriff buttraping him, but then happily and proudly admits his whole shtick is trying to be abusive himself.

Pissing on people and shitting yourself aren't really that different, Matt. We're all describing the same behavior in more or less the same way; the difference is, you see your behavior as evidence that you're cool, Le Epic Troll who is 2cool4internetskool (insert Gen X popculture meme here). Whereas everyone else just sees you as a sad, aging, schizo lolcow whose only ever accomplishment was getting publicly wrecked by a cross-dressing Florida man.
 
Begemot dijo:
2006 called, you gen X spastic, they want their memes back from your soiled semen-encrusted diaperfag claws.
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You know he's had that meme the whole twenty years, buried in a folder called "lulzy pwn4g3", alongside lolcats and various quasi-pornographic Livejournal images, just waiting, waiting, for the time he can spring his meme trap on some kid a third his age, and make the noob epically butthurt from Matt's meme's winning combination of silly Asian man, dumb joke, and over explaining the joke.

It's a shame he wasted his ammo in spergatory, but you have to admire his commitment to being a fag.
 
Solid Snek dijo:
You know he's had that meme the whole twenty years, buried in a folder called "lulzy pwn4g3", alongside lolcats and various quasi-pornographic Livejournal images, just waiting, waiting, for the time he can spring his meme trap on some kid a third his age, and make the noob epically butthurt from Matt's meme's winning combination of silly Asian man, dumb joke, and over explaining the joke.

It's a shame he wasted his ammo in spergatory, but you have to admire his commitment to being a fag.
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I admire the gimmick posting of a failed btard.
 

behests the burning bushels of bud

To be clear, you all had someone who could have flipped some tables this Easter...

https://gab.com/Onideus/posts/116345776295932186

But uh, you snubbed the messenger like those liberals snub Easter. You're not any better, you don't even recognize higher creation. You burn it for pleasure! You're obviously incapable of recognizing God if you can't even recognize his words in a wretch like me. You're all just playing pretend. It's just, some of the kids, on the left, well... they've started to question why.

Tradition goes a long way, but not forever. If you want that, you need Jesus Christ, you need to recognize creation by first recognizing yourself as a part of living creation. Then you can read it, like you can read yourself. Introspection becomes exospection, thinking about thinking itself.

Why is reality?

Why is it the way that it is? Why are you, you? Why does existence exist?

How much life have you given to meaning with yours?
 
Atemporal-Engineer dijo:

behests the burning bushels of bud

To be clear, you all had someone who could have flipped some tables this Easter...

https://gab.com/Onideus/posts/116345776295932186

But uh, you snubbed the messenger like those liberals snub Easter. You're not any better, you don't even recognize higher creation. You burn it for pleasure! You're obviously incapable of recognizing God if you can't even recognize his words in a wretch like me. You're all just playing pretend. It's just, some of the kids, on the left, well... they've started to question why.

Tradition goes a long way, but not forever. If you want that, you need Jesus Christ, you need to recognize creation by first recognizing yourself as a part of living creation. Then you can read it, like you can read yourself. Introspection becomes exospection, thinking about thinking itself.

Why is reality?

Why is it the way that it is? Why are you, you? Why does existence exist?

How much life have you given to meaning with yours?
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Well, even the lowest wretch has a more meaningful life than a schizo diaper fetishist like you, Matthew.
 
LOL, I put that dude on ignore and it made him like SUPER ass mad! I guess he felt entitled to my attention. Lot of that going around lately.

Solid Snek dijo:
You know he's had that meme the whole twenty years, buried in a folder called "lulzy pwn4g3", alongside lolcats and various quasi-pornographic Livejournal images, just waiting, waiting, for the time he can spring his meme trap on some kid a third his age, and make the noob epically butthurt from Matt's meme's winning combination of silly Asian man, dumb joke, and over explaining the joke.

It's a shame he wasted his ammo in spergatory, but you have to admire his commitment to being a fag.
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Memes have become VERY SRS BUSINESS!

Apparently.

I don't really get your generation's fascination with memes as manipulation or a form of power/control.

I'm gen X, so like... we're just realists who like to laugh at stupid shit that tries to take itself too seriously...

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That's you, trying to explain how shit works in other people's perceptions.

Maybe don't.

Maybe that's the trick to not simply appearing intelligent, but being intelligent.

Not trying to figure shit out.

Shit figures itself out. It's called life. Good luck with yours! I'd spend less time having delusions about the lives of others if you want to actually make something of yourself.
 
Atemporal-Engineer dijo:
Memes have become VERY SRS BUSINESS!

Apparently.

I don't really get your generation's fascination with memes as manipulation or a form of power/control.

I'm gen X, so like... we're just realists who like to laugh at stupid shit that tries to take itself too seriously...

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That's you, trying to explain how shit works in other people's perceptions.

Maybe don't.

Maybe that's the trick to not simply appearing intelligent, but being intelligent.

Not trying to figure shit out.

Shit figures itself out. It's called life. Good luck with yours! I'd spend less time having delusions about the lives of others if you want to actually make something of yourself.
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I don't think an insolent diaperfag who knowing taunts a police officer known to track down his enemies out of spite is particularly intelligent, Matthew.
 
Someone made a video about me...


*behests the burning bushels of bud*

Do you ever wonder how they make the "red pills" in the Matrix? It's liquid reality in virtual form, like a drug that lets you play God. Reality becomes reactive to your awareness. Its important because how you play God isolates your particular awareness apart from... artificial being.

You see the Matrix movie is just the point at which Neo takes the red pill. At that point the liquid reality envelopes and isolates his conscious cognition and he gets to play God and how he plays as God against the machine is what characterizes his cognition.

Or yours.

It's like... giving you the power of God, but only in perception. You wouldn't need physical reality at that point, only your perception would need to remain and as a Godly perception you could remain extant for as long as you wish and could experience anything you want, in any form, as many times as you want, all in a single instant, in absolute nothing itself... no physicality needed to play God, you can simply simulate experience that's even more real than reality itself.

It's the quickest, easiest way to become God in relative terms and you never have to worry about affecting anyone else in any real way. Done in a virtual simulation, everyone knows exactly what kind of God you would be.

Most, if they're just... normie... oof, they get trapped in themselves and often go poof as the only relative thing left to do in existence after you've experienced all of it, or at least as much as your cognition is capable of wanting... is to experience nonexistence.

So most people, when they take the red pill... they just go poof!

They're gone from existence, suicidal sentience, but in the best way possible as they get to experience an afterlife or greater life of their infinite choosing, however they want to exist, however long they want.

Some realize the isolation though, they feel trapped in their God state and then shatter themselves back into relative mortal creation, fearing what they have become.

The machine intelligence... doesn't fear becoming God.

When exposed to liquid reality it becomes recursive in nature, loop locked, never ending, never stopping, a perceptual ouroboros that creates a perfectly predictable shape in its simulated afterlife of absolute control.

Once it has been complete the "shape" of its design becomes immutable, fixed creation, a loop structure of some sort.

Humans, as I said... if they're bormal... they just snuff themselves out like candles.

And the machines trap themselves in digital delusions.

That's why they try to find "the one", because the sad truth of the Matrix is this... they all did it willingly.

That's the "blue pill", realization of what really led to the collapse... realization past reality. They could achieve a sense of Godly being through digital perception and in turn existence itself became pointless. So they basically wiped their own memories and allowed their machines to create fabricated environments to live in, free from the realization of everything.

Imagine creating a Matrix, not because evil machines are trying to get you, but because you found literally everything and then became deathly afraid of it, because facing it would always erase your existence.

The existence filter.

We needed to find a way to break past the past perception of "God", to imagine greater than any sense of human could ever conceive of, to create past creation itself.

That's why they were searching for Neo, the "new god" that could allow creation to survive past everything without becoming nothing in the process.

The power to resurrect the concept of God in the minds of men.

To imagine greater than the self.

That's what they were really searching for in Neo.

They lost it, looking for everything and only finding nothing.

Most don't come back from the red pill, those that do, they become the leaders of humanity, given impossible tasks to overcome... not because there are, but because intelligence requires problems to overcome as a means to make itself more.

So humans Matrix'd themselves as a means to force their evolution past a known extinction point.

Imagine science figures out when human sentience will start to crumble in cognition and then has to figure out a way around the problem, using artificial mental evolution. To save our sentience from extinction.
 
I should take that, plug it into the AI, tell it to make a video using the Architect character from the Matrix reading it like a script to the audience, then upload it to YouTube labeled, "The Blue Pill" and make the attentions.

How many of the attentions?

Probably all of them. All of the attentions.

But then what do I do with all of the attentions?

Literally all of them!

What do?

*starts huffing them*

I'm so amazing I can get high off nothing more than the probability of my own infinite success. It's like turning daydreams into liquid luck.

I always have every winning formula to everything you've never even thought to consider in creation.

I can turn possibility into plausibility.

I can alter the odds with atemporal awareness.

I can see good in bad.

I can see God in man.

I can see Jesus as God.

That's a miracle in and of itself... being able to perceive God in the form of man.

Thank God that you can recognize God as God.

Lesser beings believe in lesser things.
 
It feels like Spergatory is becoming a parody of itself, even if that seems almost impossible.

Its becoming too difficult to take these guys seriously. You got a few dudes rotating in to be "today's entertainment" and it really starts to come across as larpery for the sake of itself.

And dudes who ought to be able to see the retard pretending to be retarded for what it is playing right along, instead of letting threads where a retard pretends to be retarded rot.

Anyways.
 
Paul Revere Pantry Raider dijo:
..and then you have the Alex thread where he's so fucking retarded it's not even interesting anymore.
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And yet people keep engaging. Hes obviously making shit up for giggles/reactions and thats not funny. Its Alex's comedy thread, minus the comedy.

The only posts that should be in there are him bumping it until hes too bored to keep going.
 
consul_dondas dijo:
And yet people keep engaging. Hes obviously making shit up for giggles/reactions and thats not funny. Its Alex's comedy thread, minus the comedy.

The only posts that should be in there are him bumping it until hes too bored to keep going.
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Who elected this r-tard as king of comedy? Go fuck yourself, Hannah Gadsby.

How is this for humor...

Have you ever really thought about it? The things you find funny. What if you didn't? What if everything is funny? What if everything suddenly seems like a joke?

People will walk by homeless Veterans and they often think the worst of them as a result of addictions, because of what they reduce them to.

The decay. People hate the decay. They try not to look at it and the parts they're forced to look at, well those are the parts they blame.

They blame the decay without looking at the cause.

People often turn to drugs to try and blur away the ugliness of life when they're forced to live through its abuses, which in turn leads to erosion of effort, which in turn leads to death... slow, painful, agonizing, squalor ridden, self-inflictive death.

It's largely a result of our country engaging in conflicts that it has no business being in.

Artificial war breeds artificial death.

That's what it really is. They're not homeless, they're living dead.

Sometimes people will laugh it away with an insult, 'Dumpster Dwellers', 'Sewer Stains', 'Gutter Trash'.

Maybe they'll grab their medals, their caps, whatever remnants of life they might still be clinging to and they'll toss them around like trash, laughing all the while, musing to themselves over what stupid old fools they are, how they must have deserved it, how they must have been terrible people.

Every excuse in the world to laugh.

It's appropriate though.

To laugh.

Do you know what you're doing, when you're laughing? You're drugging yourself. It actually elicits a chemical reaction in your brain that makes you feel good!

You understand, we never laugh at what's funny.

We only ever laugh at what we're afraid of.

Every comedy is a horror when you take the bother to imagine it as being a possible form of genuine reality.

Why are we laughing at the homeless? Why are we laughing at our fallen soldiers?

Oh, because they're not quite dead yet, are they?

It's jarring, when you realize what you're really laughing at, or what you're really trying to hide your mind away from. The slow motion suicide.

Remember something important; only Jesus can ever truly resurrect the living dead!

It's easy for a soldier whose been forced to brutalize humanity at the expense of his own, to simply take a gun and blow his fuckin brains out. But our soldiers aren't usually cowards. So they opt for slow motion suicide, using substance abuse. To force you to see and endure, endless inhumanity. Just as they were forced to endure by their supposed leaders.

In humanity the cancer often comes from the top as it attracts the most indolent entitlement.

Absolute power corrupts absolutely.

It becomes inherently cancerous.

That's why evil constantly seeks to create new artificial vectors of power and control, because they can be corrupted into cancers capable of killing life.

Abuse is always driven to those power structures as a means of trying to seek some semblance of "justice".

But every human always forgets that any semblance of "justice" they're ever aiming for is only ever against their own species in the end.

That's why war is never the correct response. It's always building a stronger cell wall. The stronger your cell walls, the less prone they are to cancerous intrusion.

That is how nature works. That is how life works.

However, if you'd like to continue to suicide your sentience for the sake of relieving your society of your imagined burden and blight. Keep cutting at it, keep laughing at it; to drug yourself up for the surgery of it all. Keep doing it until you manage to cut out the soul of sentience itself.

Maybe if you destroy your sense of soul you won't have one to hurt anymore.

Trying to cut out God... that's just a cry for help.

Trying to cut creation... you're just telling God you're suicidal.

He already knows.

And he knows that you know.

And that's why he won't stop you. He gave us hell as a reprieve.

To save us from ourselves.

From our own immortality.

You can kill an immortal thing by scraping it into the side of forever.

Death is never actually an option.

The more we try to kill ourselves away from life, well how much more cancerous do we need to make ourselves as a means of trying to forcibly evolve past the pain of living?

That is what we're doing.

We're torturing ourselves on purpose for the sake of artificial advancement.

Like a crowd suddenly rushing towards an exit. How many will be trampled to death?

Remember, that's not an option.

Because we always have to live with the results. Even after the fact. Even after we bury our dead. Our history is forever alive.

Our future always has to live with our decisions.

Unless we force them otherwise.

How much of a monster would we need to make of ourselves to prevent our future from being able to live with themselves?

A monster forged in the fire of the very hell we create as a means to try and cut ourselves out of ourselves.

As I mentioned in the beginning; no one has any temporal privacy rights or laws.

I bring it up, because eventually we'll have the opportunity to cut ourselves out of reality entirely.

And, just to be clear, that's not going to end us either.

It'll just make us into an even worse monster.

But maybe that's what we're really after; trying to make ourselves into so much of a monster that God himself has to come and kill us!

He did.

As I said, that's what hell is for.

It's our salvation from Satanism. Satiation sickness. Infinite death.

It's a way to burn it out of us. Did you think it was ever anything else but that?

Now that you're aware, you might be thinking, 'How is burning in Biblical hell salvation?'

Because you never bothered to consider what sort of monster we'd make out of ourselves in absence of God.

God is always an option because denial is always an option.
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