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Drug regulation is one of the ways capital acceleration regulates itself, preventing early burnout by keeping a foot slightly on the brake pedal at all times, trust the plan bros. Once we discover the optimal research chemicals we can open the floodgates.
Dale Carnegie once said that anger is the greatest fuel for eloquence — and if he didn’t say it, then I’m saying it. We speak more quickly, with a nearly brutal sincerity, when at odds with others. And truly, every argument should have a touch of spice, an element that provokes the opponent to strike back with force and momentum. Lacking that bite, every debate becomes lukewarm, devoid of vigor, boring. The times when enemies had their heads cut off for opinions have passed - and I’m not advocating their return - but today we live at the other extreme: Its all masonic mindset and false courtesy. You sit there and watch the gay show of two fags astroturfing their real feelings in a continuous asinus asinum fricat.
this forced politeness prevents the debate from being what it is at its best, I mean, blond angels weaponizing us—some sharper, some duller—to death.
Imagine this. Two equally sharp minds face each other in a prolonged, exhaustive duel. All possible offenses have been exchanged; ego and pride have already surrendered to the weight of verbal thrashings. Here extremes of rhetoric and true touch each other; ideas shed their linguistic cloak and grow huge; their vessels fade into the shadows of their own flags, becoming mere puppets guided by hidden hands—possessed—fighting as if their very life were at stake (because, in essence, someones life is being defended). Every fiber of their bodies, head to toe, plunges into the cause; they discover subterfuges, arguments, tricks, scams, aspects, everything at a speed and volume far above normal. Feet lift off the ground in an exosomatic ecstasy and it’s all Naruto x Sasuke Valley of the End vibes until BOOOM everything shatters. The dust of a great explosion settles: someone is flat on the ground. He made a mistake. But right when the magic of death seems to play about him, rhetoric emerge again as a savior, a mist maker, a shelter for the fallen. He is taken barely alive and begins to live as a relentless militia on the margins and undergrounds of the enemy’s linguistic domain, never admitting defeat, continuously looking for insurgency. Hell yea that’s what i (and God too) mean by debate.
so the lidless eye of self-awareness was born inside him, desertifying it all, and he could no longer wander through his sheepish self without sarcasm's shades. But one day, out of nostalgia, he discovered an oasis, finding hidden gardens and dewy meadows behind the dunes
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A field of vivid yellow flowers, possibly buttercups or dandelions. Their hue fading to green and black. A delicate mist seems to hover over the field, casting an evanescent glow upon the flowers. The shadowy background contrasts with the ethereal foreground, evoking a dark fairytale aura
The last girl was released in 2022, completed alongside the system of egirl idealism. The final girl forever will resemble everyone who’s ever been alive. She will contain nothing, and appear as everything. Beauty is prismatic revelation. It ramifies, explodes, & disburses Truth
its not so much that the city’s heart beats louder at night.. rather, the neon luminescence of its blood comes aglow; it all slows down. looking closely, you can trace the city’s veins - a constellation completely unique..
In the twilight realm, neither day nor night, lies a place between places, where transformations occur effortlessly, where a flower might morph into a fairy. The place where possibilities descend into reality.
Underwater. So calm. Undisturbed. Things move slowly. In silence. A vast blue silence.
I like to play with information, make sandcastles with it. Building narratives, kidnapping people into a limited, coherent space in which everything not only makes sense, but also appears to.
A suffering cat can’t beg for help, and begs more persuasively precisely because it can’t beg.
Scandinavia is the only region in the world where all girls could be salaried to drink coffee and gossip in various cafes and thrift stores, but women there are too feminist to fully capitalize on men’s paypigness.
I could talk about this work for days on end, but for now I’ll leave it here with a preamble of silence.
How can the sovereign power be prevented—or at least dissuaded—from devouring society?
Before enlightenment, duality deceives and binds you to your own body. After enlightenment, duality perceived through love (bhakti) is more beautiful than non-duality. 🤍You’re sugar🤍. Envisioning a separation from yourself allows you to experience the sweetness of your own taste
“I praise those who hold the best music taste and do not listen to music, those who know the most theory and do not use jargon, those who have read great literature and do not reference it. At the end of the long road of aestheticism you find yourself before even the beginning.”
mid-15c., promissorie, “conveying or containing a promise,” from Medieval Latin promissorius, from Latin promissus, past participle of promittere (see promise (n.)). The legal promissory note, a signed document containing a written promise to pay a specified sum to certain persons, is recorded by 1670s.
late 14c., morgage, “a conveyance of property on condition as security for a loan or agreement,” from Old French morgage (13c.), mort gaige, literally “dead pledge” (replaced in modern French by hypothèque), from mort ”dead” (see mortal (adj.)) + gage ”pledge” (see wage (n.)).
So called because the deal dies either when the debt is paid or when payment fails. Old French mort is from Vulgar Latin *mortus ”dead,” from Latin mortuus, past participle of mori ”to die” (from PIE root [mer-](https://www.etymonline.com/word/mer- “Etymology, meaning and definition of *mer-“) ”to rub away, harm,” also “to die” and forming words referring to death and to beings subject to death). The -t- was restored in Modern English based on Latin.
And it seemeth, that the cause why it is called mortgage is, for that it is doubtful whether the feoffor will pay at the day limited such sum or not: and if he doth not pay, then the land which is put in pledge upon condition for the payment of the money, is taken from him for ever, and so dead to him upon condition, &c. And if he doth pay the money, then the pledge is dead as to the tenant, &c. [Coke upon Littleton, 1664]
