Based random esoteric teacher with even more random metaphors
I just wanna know if they're really jar-babies or if they hatched from some kind of egg.
Pool is an esoteric game.
White ball, no numbers, empty, nothingness, light.
8 ball black, infinity, located in the middle of the numbers yet secretly encompassing all of them.
Use white ball to eliminate all colored balls (similar to chakras) then remove infinity, leaving emptiness. Removing the colors is done by mastering the angles or degrees at which they rest relative to the white and black balls. These angles and degrees are set, yet to hit them all perfectly in a game requires mastery, because every action within the game changes the situation completely, with no two shots ever being in exactly the same position. So too are all of our actions, words and thoughts spontaneous yet unique.
Maybe pleadians.
Cheetos are good too, tho
For example, have you ever tried those super spicy korean kimchee cheetos? I bet they would give children a run for their mobey as far as bwing treasures go.
Our species is half self-destructively altruistic and half just self-destructive, lol, mostly depending on culture, so it will be fun seeing how far we make it before we commit mass-sudoku somehow through our technology.
If children were spicy snacks more people would care about them. It's a cruel world.
It all just sort of IS, you know, without further elaboration really existing except in our thoughts. But, happily there's still BBQ's and birthdays and so on within that IS-ness.
>your tongue will cum
This part isn't in my Bible, I think I got an edited version, I'd like a copy of yours, though.
Causes lead to effects. No effects without causes. If you want an effect you have to create a cause. But instead we say "well, I'm all alone, I can't do anything", and these 'elites' weaponize that psychologically against us.
What sauce did you use? I've been experimenting with chili oil on everything. Pizza, steak. Toss on some jalapenos and mushrooms and spices and you're taking a one-waytrip to flavortown, where the flavor people live in their flavor castles.
Das raycis
Agreed
What a neat chick. I never get the interesting crowleyite hotties, man.
In some cultures the 666 is considered lucky. I'm not superstitious tho.