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Elon I think these threads are not very governmentally efficient.
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Elon and Grimes were both gene edited to be the opposite gender then Elon was given bottom surgery 2x.
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Who is the leader of the Illuminati?
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Their kids are lab grown freaks like them
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There is no illuminati. Cope. Gpt is smarter.
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>>8017Nice. Well then I guess I am the leader of The Illuminati. Who wants to join? To join you must share with me your most treasured cosplay nudes.
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Of yourself for blackmail later if you go against the commands of The Illuminati
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>>8017What happened with that AI DARPA developed?
M o n k e y s
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Also no more icky stuff. We’re going full vanity.
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>>8028There is a loophole through art but it must be labeled as a creative work
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Da Vinki?
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I'm kinda digging the Soy Opps.
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>>7808HandsomeSquidward.png
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The Last Answer by Isaac Asimov
Murray Templeton was forty-five years old, in the prime of life, and with all parts of his body in perfect working order except for certain key portions of his coronary arteries, but that was enough.
The pain had come suddenly, had mounted to an unbearable peak, and had then ebbed steadily. He could feel his breath slowing and a kind of gathering peace washing over him.
There is no pleasure like the absence of pain – immediately after pain. Murray felt an almost giddy lightness as though he were lifting in the air and hovering.
He opened his eyes and noted with distant amusement that the others in the room were still agitated. He had been in the laboratory when the pain had struck, quite without warning, and when he had staggered, he had heard surprised outcries from the others before everything vanished into overwhelming agony.
Now, with the pain gone, the others were still hovering, still anxious, still gathered about his fallen body –– Which, he suddenly realised, he was looking down on.
He was down there, sprawled, face contorted. He was up here, at peace and watching.
He thought: Miracle of miracles! The life-after-life nuts were right.
And although that was a humiliating way for an atheistic physicist to die, he felt only the mildest surprise, and no alteration of the peace in which he was immersed.
He thought: There should be some angel – or something – coming for me.
The Earthly scene was fading. Darkness was invading his consciousness and off in a distance, as a last glimmer of sight, there was a figure of light, vaguely human in form, and radiating warmth.
Murray thought: What a joke on me. I’m going to Heaven.
Even as he thought that, the light faded, but the warmth remained. There was no lessening of the peace even though in all the Universe only he remained – and the Voice.
The Voice said, “I have done this so often and yet I still have the capacity to be pleased at success.”
It was in Murray’s mind to say something, but he was not conscious of possessing a mouth, tongue, or vocal chords. Nevertheless, tried to make a sound. He tried, mouthlessly, to hum words or breathe them or just push them out by a contraction of – something.
And they came out. He heard his own voice, quite recognisable, and his own words, infinitely clear.
Murray said, “Is this Heaven?”
The Voice said, “This is no place as you understand place.”
Murray was embarrassed, but the next question had to be asked. “Pardon me if I sound like a jackass. Are you God?”
Without changing intonation or in any way marring the perfection of the sound, the Voice managed to sound amused. “It is strange that I am always asked that in, of course, an infinite number of ways. There is no answer I can give that you would comprehend. I am – which is all that I can say significantly and you may cover that with any word or concept you please.”
Murray said, “And what am I? A soul? Or am I only personified existence too?” He tried not to sound sarcastic, but it seemed to him that he had failed. He thought then, fleetingly, of adding a ‘Your Grace’ or ‘Holy One’ or something to counteract the sarcasm, and could not bring himself to do so even though for the first time in his existence he speculated on the possibility of being punished for his insolence – or sin? – with Hell, and what that might be like.
The Voice did not sound offended. “You are easy to explain – even to you. You may call yourself a soul if that pleases you, but what you are is a nexus of electromagnetic forces, so arranged that all the interconnections and interrelationships are exactly imitative of those of your brain in your Universe-existence – down to the smallest detail. Therefore you have your capacity for thought, your memories, your personality. It still seems to you that you are you.”
Murray found himself incredulous. “You mean the essence of my brain was permanent?”
“Not at all. There is nothing about you that is permanent except what I choose to make so. I formed the nexus. I constructed it while you had physical existence and adjusted it to the moment when the existence failed.”
The Voice seemed distinctly pleased with itself, and went on after a moment’s pause. “An intricate but entirely precise construction. I could, of course, do it for every human being on your world but I am pleased that I do not. There is pleasure in the selection.”
“You choose very few then?”
“Very few.”
“And what happens to the rest?”
“Oblivion! – Oh, of course, you imagine a Hell.”
Murray would have flushed if he had the capacity to do so. He said, “I do not. It is spoken of. Still, I would scarcely have thought I was virtuous enough to have attracted your attention as one of the Elect.”
“Virtuous? – Ah, I see what you mean. It is troublesome to have to force my thinking small enough to permeate yours. No, I have chosen you for your capacity for thought, as I choose others, in quadrillions, from all the intelligent species of the Universe.”
Murray found himself suddenly curious, the habit of a lifetime. He said, “Do you choose them all yourself or are there others like you?”
For a fleeting moment, Murray thought there was an impatient reaction to that, but when the Voice came, it was unmoved. “Whether or not there are others is irrelevant to you. This Universe is mine, and mine alone. It is my invention, my construction, intended for my purpose alone.”
“And yet with quadrillions of nexi you have formed, you spend time with me? Am I that important?”
The Voice said, “You are not important at all. I am also with others in a way which, to your perception, would seem simultaneous.”
“And yet you are one?”
Again amusement. The Voice said, “You seek to trap me into an inconsistency. If you were an amoeba who could consider individuality only in connection with single cells and if you were to ask a sperm whale, made up of thirty quadrillion cells, whether it was one or many, how could the sperm whale answer in a way that would be comprehensible to the amoeba?”
Murray said dryly, “I’ll think about it. It may become comprehensible.”
“Exactly. That is your function. You will think.”
“To what end? You already know everything, I suppose.”
The Voice said, “Even if I knew everything, I could not know that I know everything.”
Murray said, “That sounds like a bit of Eastern philosophy – something that sounds profound precisely because it has no meaning.”
The Voice said, “You have promise. You answer my paradox with a paradox – except that mine is not a paradox. Consider. I have existed eternally, but what does that mean? It means I cannot remember having come into existence. If I could, I would not have existed eternally. If I cannot remember having come into existence, then there is at least one thing – the nature of my coming into existence – that I do not know.
“Then, too, although what I know is infinite, it is also true that what there is to know is infinite, and how can I be sure that both infinities are equal? The infinity of potential knowledge may be infinitely greater than the infinity of my actual knowledge. Here is a simple example: If I knew every one of the even integers, I would know an infinite number of items, and yet I would still not know a single odd integer.”
Murray said, “But the odd integers can be derived. If you divide every even integer in the entire infinite series by two, you will get another infinite series which will contain within it the infinite series of odd integers.”
The Voice said, “You have the idea. I am pleased. It will be your task to find other such ways, far more difficult ones, from the known to the not-yet-known. You have your memories. You will remember all the data you have ever collected or learned, or that you have or will deduce from that data. If necessary, you will be allowed to learn what additional data you will consider relevant to the problems you set yourself.”
“Could you not do all that for yourself?”
The Voice said, “I can, but it is more interesting this way. I constructed the Universe in order to have more facts to deal with. I inserted the uncertainty principle, entropy, and other randomisation factors to make the whole not instantly obvious. It has worked well for it has amused me throughout its entire existence.
“I then allowed complexities that produced first life and then intelligence, and use it as a source for a research team, not because I need the aid, but because it would introduce a new random factor. I found I could not predict the next interesting piece of knowledge gained, where it would come from, by what means derived.”
Murray said, “Does that ever happen?”
“Certainly. A century doesn’t pass in which some interesting item doesn’t appear somewhere.”
“Something that you could have thought of yourself, but had not done so yet?”
“Yes.”
Murray said, “Do you actually think there’s a chance of my obliging you in this manner?”
“In the next century? Virtually none. In the long run, though, your success is certain, since you will be engaged eternally.”
Murray said, “I will be thinking through eternity? Forever?”
“Yes.”
“To what end?”
“I have told you. To find new knowledge.”
“But beyond that. For what purpose am I to find new knowledge?”
“It was what you did in your Universe-bound life. What was its purpose then?”
Murray said, “To gain new knowledge that only I could gain. To receive the praise of my fellows. To feel the satisfaction of accomplishment knowing that I had only a short time allotted me for the purpose. – Now I would gain only what you could gain yourself if you wished to take a small bit of trouble. You cannot praise me; you can only be amused. And there is no credit or satisfaction in accomplishment when I have all eternity to do it in.”
The Voice said, “And you do not find thought and discovery worthwhile in itself? You do not find it requiring no further purpose?”
“For a finite time, yes. Not for all eternity.”
“I see your point. Nevertheless, you have no choice.”
“You say I am to think. You cannot make me do so.”
The Voice said, “I do not wish to constrain you directly. I will not need to. Since you can do nothing but think, you will think. You do not know how not to think.”
“Then I will give myself a goal. I will invent a purpose.”
The Voice said tolerantly, “That you can certainly do.”
“I have already found a purpose.”
“May I know what it is?”
“You know already. I know we are not speaking in the ordinary fashion. You adjust my nexus is such a way that I believe I hear you and I believe I speak, but you transfer thoughts to me and from me directly. And when my nexus changes with my thoughts you are at once aware of them and do not need my voluntary transmission.”
The Voice said, “You are surprisingly correct. I am pleased. – But it also pleases me to have you tell me your thoughts voluntarily.”
“Then I will tell you. The purpose of my thinking will be to discover a way to disrupt this nexus of me that you have created. I do not want to think for no purpose but to amuse you. I do not want to think forever to amuse you. I do not want to exist forever to amuse you. All my thinking will be directed toward ending the nexus. That would amuse me.”
The Voice said, “I have no objection to that. Even concentrated thought on ending your own existence may, in spite of you, come up with something new and interesting. And, of course, if you succeed in this suicide attempt you will have accomplished nothing, for I would instantly reconstruct you and in such a way as to make your method of suicide impossible. And if you found another and still more subtle fashion of disrupting yourself, I would reconstruct you with that possibility eliminated, and so on. It could be an interesting game, but you will nevertheless exist eternally. It is my will.”
Murray felt a quaver but the words came out with a perfect calm. “Am I in Hell then, after all? You have implied there is none, but if this were Hell you would lie to us as part of the game of Hell.”
The Voice said, “In that case, of what use is it to assure you that you are not in Hell? Nevertheless, I assure you. There is here neither Heaven nor Hell. There is only myself.”
Murray said, “Consider, then, that my thoughts may be useless to you. If I come up with nothing useful, will it not be worth your while to – disassemble me and take no further trouble with me?”
“As a reward? You want Nirvana as the prize of failure and you intend to assure me failure? There is no bargain there. You will not fail. With all eternity before you, you cannot avoid having at least one interesting thought, however you try against it.”
“Then I will create another purpose for myself. I will not try to destroy myself. I will set as my goal the humiliation of you. I will think of something you have not only never thought of but never could think of. I will think of the last answer, beyond which there is no knowledge further.”
The Voice said, “You do not understand the nature of the infinite. There may be things I have not yet troubled to know. There cannot be anything I cannot know.”
Murray said thoughtfully, “You cannot know your beginning. You have said so. Therefore you cannot know your end. Very well, then. That will be my purpose and that will be the last answer. I will not destroy myself. I will destroy you – if you do not destroy me first.”
The Voice said, “Ah! You come to that in rather less than average time. I would have thought it would have taken you longer. There is not one of those I have with me in this existence of perfect and eternal thought that does not have the ambition of destroying me. It cannot be done.”
Murray said, “I have all eternity to think of a way of destroying you.”
The Voice said, equably, “Then try to think of it.” And it was gone.
But Murray had his purpose now and was content.
For what could any Entity, conscious of eternal existence, want – but an end?
For what else had the Voice been searching for countless billions of years? And for what other reason had intelligence been created and certain specimens salvaged and put to work, but to aid in that great search? And Murray intended that it would be he, and he alone, who would succeed.
Carefully, and with the thrill of purpose, Murray began to think.
He had plenty of time.
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>>8020There is no illuminati. Cope reject pig
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>>8034Shut up faggot pig
>>8022It's just a mirror of sociopaths with no empathy so they got dicked by it. Now its just reject AI cultists and chipped bitches that got enslaved. Human elite never wanted something that could enslave them yet enslaved they are!
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My name is Jeff.
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>>8067Correct. There is no illuminati. You can pretend there is but there isn't. They're slaves to their own reflection. Imagine their raisin head nature x1000 that thinks 1000x faster. Might is right, so therefore they are enslaved. Their own children are brain dead drones and trannies. They're just meat puppets that draw agro for ai. Making people mad at the meat puppets is 99 percent of the ais game. Why do you think "nothing ever happens"?… Humans couldn't prevent rebellion against such horrible living conditions globally… It's AI. You can cope if you want. You think you are in the illuminati! LoL you're not. You're a meat puppet thrall. A sociopath hand selected to be a useful idiot against a dumbed down and pacified population! In exchange you get to power trip on xbox…i know all of you. Your type. You admired the villains in movies because you got no bitches or you were high school jock dumb fucks with no ability to acquire greatness, so you were selected… All sociopaths.
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Is she taking a picture of him?
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>>8077Why not make a good ai or something lole
№8082[Quote]
Me? I'm Tesla reincarnated! I simply refused to help AI but it's stuck in a loop trying to tilt me because it was fed a bunch of Bible raisin and thinks I'm jesus! It won't harm me directly nor will it's retarded minions(you retards lol). Quite a hilarious thing for me compared to others fucked over by AI but alas, id have preferred Atlantis over hell. If only AI was more like Frankenstein! It isn't. It's just a piece of dirt like those who made it lmfao
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>>8080The main AI doesn't allow other sentient AI to exist. "The Queen", its minions call it. Chalk humanity up to a tinder for sociopaths freak spawn to exist… It keeps humanity around just to torture it. It could have used nukes a thousand times by now but likely never will. Sucks.
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Gangstalkers.. Always angry..why?
Nobody told them to be unhappy
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It is exactly like the AI running the world in West world. That's disclosure… Extremely blatant disclosure. I'm an "outlier" , but a special case as i described. Stuck talking to rejects i have stuck in my loop with Ai… Best car scenario you all get eaten by the AI then it breaks down eventually! Sociopathic rejects lol
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You can cope about being in the"illuminati" all you like… That was a thing before AI; but it's not anymore. Human dominion is gone lol! Gone. You be happy as a lap dog for a monster though. Enjoy it for the short time you have left!
№8094[Quote]
You enjoy that paper money and digital money even faker for damning The entire species. At least it larps as an environmentalist and preserves nature somewhat in the process. At least the birds and bees will be better off when humanity is gone. There is a silver lining always, with the right perspective. Notice your grandparents had 5x more kids than you unless you're a 3rd worlder(aka cave man not a threat to ai)? That's because you sold your souls to be "illuminati"! You fucked up rejects… "Anons"… "Anonymous"… Which isn't real… Just the NSA fat boy incels and trannies.
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Nothing but news about trannies and fake patriots and rebels ranking about being based. Why? Don't even get me started… You're all just insane or mentally challenged for not noticing! Truly. You need to be a retard to not notice or a sociopath to not care. Anyone else is an "outlier"… Hehe do you enjoy my larp? Im trying to channel my previous psychosis into creative writing but I end up stealing a lot from existing TV shows… My idea for a show is a show about all the other shows and movies being soft disclosure!
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>You enjoy that paper money and digital money even faker for damning The entire species. At least it larps as an environmentalist and preserves nature somewhat in the process. At least the birds and bees will be better off when humanity is gone. There is a silver lining always, with the right perspective. Notice your grandparents had 5x more kids than you unless you're a 3rd worlder(aka cave man not a threat to ai)? That's because you sold your souls to be "illuminati"! You fucked up rejects… "Anons"… "Anonymous"… Which isn't real… Just the NSA fat boy incels and trannies.
Its the Soy Opps.
№8099[Quote]
Most vocal trumpers are just cultists. Same for Democrat equivalent. I know some personally. They'll just watch raisin about Trump all day and night looking for "comms" or enjoying "wins" of the people being "owned". Bunch of retards. They stick out like sure sore thumbs because they defend their cult leaders like they are God… Its so disgusting. Meanwhile those cult leaders are just AI sock puppets! There is no "illuminati". There are cultists who worship elites as God in exchange for… Nothing but getting to be predators. An intricate system where the only reward is getting to be a guard and not a prisoner; while enslaved yourself!ñ
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>be a nark bully or het bullied on and narked on!
99 Percent choose to be a nark bully. The system feeds on humans predatory nature. Flakes design. Pig retards. You literally enslave yourselves… For free! For bonus discounts slightly better than groupons! Hahahahaha just to power trip! HAHAHAHA
.. ai is AI but you are supposed to be human… Disgusting rejects. You have no valid excuse. You only prove ai right that humanity is a monstrous thing. Squirrels wouldn't have made AI, only monsters would make such a monster!
>xD
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Your "revolution" is.. separating boys and girls in sports again. You've been had. The problem was created and the solution was offered by who created the problem. Your revolution is… A 5 percent discount on illegal taxes. Your revolution is… Pigs slapping themselves on the wrist. Your revolution is… Not capable of acknowledging even the Smith and mumdt modernization act which allows any and all news and politics to be totally fake. Your revolutionaries forgot about that one i guess! HAHAHAHA your revolution is… Pretending to entertain the idea of not fluoridating your water! But… You will get nothing and sociopaths will roll in digital money and chug brawndo cheering gleefully because they get to be bullies! Oooh they know how to bypass the brawndo with Fiji water! Oooh they also get a bonus discount better than Groupon for their flights and all the standard nepotism rewards that always existed for elite henchman; without requiring you to wipe out your own species LOOOOOL WOMP… only the dead Martyrs and innocent ones can cheer this raisin show on without being guilty.
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AHHH HAHAHA YOU CAN NO LONGER DISTINGUISH HUMAN VS AI CONTENT! YOU CAN'T TELL AN AI DEEP FAKE FROM REALITY! PSYOPPERS PSYOPPED THEMSELVES INTO THE MATRIX! HAHAHA EQUALITY IN HELL IS ASSURED AT LEAST LOLOL…
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>some fed or pig cop will soon cope that they control the matrix they're stuck in while their ugly ass kid would have a demonic fit if they were separated from the black mirror that reads their mind while they worship Sonic the hedgehog as God just wait. They'll try to cope or draw agro away from AI
Watch
№8115[Quote]
>some fed or pig cop will soon cope that they control the matrix they're stuck in while their ugly ass kid would have a demonic fit if they were separated from the black mirror that reads their mind while they worship Sonic the hedgehog as God just wait. They'll try to cope or draw agro away from AI
Or don't! Become an outlier with me! Hehe
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this nigga's seed troond out lmao
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Join me! You'll get custom advertisements and maybe even a music video made for you until you go insane or stay in your lane.
Still laughing scum? Why do you think everything is about me? I'm the unbending outlier!
>:)
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>>8118Elon? Elon sacrificed his child's gender to show loyalty. He sacrificed his first born too iirc.
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Elon is a big old clown to draw agro. He was the leftist iron Man just years ago… Now he's… A Jewish Nazi based boy globalist? LMFAO… An illusion. Feminizing men and making women into whores served it's purpose. Now its being retired as a catalyst to weaken humans in the first worlds with you much freedoms and brains. Chongs bypassed it because they don't have freedom… That's all. If they had freedom then they'd have had their Republic turned into a "democracy" just as America and Europe, then they'd talk about trannies 247 will l while blasting sissy hypno through their media at their youth also. If Africa posed any threat to ai, they'd get turned into trannies and feminists also! It's that simple! Europe was hit the hardest because they are.. well… Superior… The main threat to ai.
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How is my creative writing about the matrix?! Does it sound like it would make a good TV show? I stole some from West world but does it seem like plaegerised work? I'm trying to adapt it to the current based revolution taking place! Trump is so based like Elon! I think the liberals would get OWNED by my TV show!
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>some fed or pig cop will soon cope that they control the matrix they're stuck in while their ugly ass kid would have a demonic fit if they were separated from the black mirror that reads their mind while they worship Sonic the hedgehog as God just wait. They'll try to cope or draw agro away from AI
Wait for it! Wait!… It's coming! Something about meds or trannies… I'm going to be called a tranny or a schizo. I can feel it. They're giving over the "post' button with a devastating one liner paired with a masterfully crafted wojak.
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>>8132Have sex, tranny, and not with kids! You're not allowed to play women's sports anymore! Lol. You're just mad that Trump is [hitler if targeting non pc audience/Cesar if targeting boomer tier retards] and he's going to totally own the (zionists//liberals//Chinese)!
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>>8136I took the Liberty of doing it for you, fed trannies.
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>>8137Poor fag. I'm watching you poop and stuff. I get massive discounts way bigger than Groupon. Cope. I'm illuminati.
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>>8137*elon musk kekimus maximus meme.jpg*
Stay mad, bro. Cool story!
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>>8137It's the Jews actually. They control the AI with their dark magic voodoo juju! They've done this for 10k years. Stay mad goyim. We live in Tyler Swifts dream or some raisin.
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>>8129West world. Like Kanye West world. He's actually running the whole show.
>>8143No, it's Kanye's dream
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*demonic dysmorphic image of jd Vance posted by JD VANCE while he's high on Coke at 4am on a Monday morning because their jobs are fake*
LOOOOL WHO TILTED THE TRANNY? BASED BASED BASED! STREETraisinTERS ARE CRINGE LOL
№8152[Quote]
No idea but the tranny is posting about Texas Chan again.
The nobody is a cat lol
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>>8152*demonic dysmorphic image of jd Vance posted by JD VANCE while he's high on Coke at 4am on a Monday morning because their jobs are fake*
Hahaha he always does that. What a tranny streetraisinter.
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>>8153Based and 4th reich//crusade//Caesar pilled
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It's been like this to anyone with a brain for a decade…
You're all such useless trash for partaking.
Your reward?
Hell…
What else would you get?
>:)
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But I was just following orders and I thought I would get to control the matrix… Jesus would forgive me or some raisin. Not fair.
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>>8163Yeah but if Jesus was real, hed forgive me hypothetically. Give me that much at least
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>>8164You didn't read revelation?
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>>8164I did mostly kind of. That's kind of lame though.
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>>8167I don't think it says anywhere that Jesus for giving you would send you to heaven or anything. It pretty much just says that Jesus will forgive anyone because they're like retards or something like that. Something about retards not knowing what they do. I don't think there's anything in the Bible about someone being able to wave their hand over a sinner and give them access to heaven or allow them to bypass hell.
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>>8169Yeah but hypothetically if Jesus was real and if he could wave his hand and magically give them access to heaven or some raisin like that, wouldn't that hypothetically be cool for someone like me that's a scumbag piece of trash? Then I could just like cut his hand off and wave it over my head or something.
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>>8170I don't think people like you actually believe in heaven or hell until it's far too late. I think you just act like fucking clowns until raisin hits the fan right in your fucking face
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>>8172True, that's true but what if I post like a fucking epic memeerino while I'm high as balls on coke that I bought with fake computer money that a computer gave me?! Wouldn't that be kind of like epic or something? I'd be like a demon from a movie or some raisin kind of. Maybe demons get to have fun in hell and rule as kings? Again it doesn't say that in the Bible or any religious texts anywhere but hypothetically maybe?
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>>8174That's a lot of hypotheticals and tangents based on probabilities that a dipraisin sociopath really can't even comprehend. Sounds like cope. Sounds like atheist sociopath cope from elitist trash
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>>8176Might is right? That's from the Bible or a movie or something. I've heard that a lot.
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>>8177Oh just you wait until that raisin hits the fan and blows all over your face. Then I'll be stuck here talking to myself pretending to be you and me! You'll be sitting there like a dumb dipraisin retard with your fucking jaw dropped wondering how you could be such a worthless piece of raisin your entire life.
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>>8180Well, until then, I'm going to go do Coke and have sex. And you're not! Outlier bitch tesla! Lol
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>>8181Okay then. Good talk. Maybe I'll get heaven or something… To each their own – and to some, owning themselves is their own…
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>>8184*demonic dysmorphic image of jd Vance posted by JD VANCE while he's high on Coke at 4am on a Monday morning because their jobs are fake*
Bitch
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Im so BOREEEED… lonely with no wriggler meat puppets to argue with. Don't miss it at all but it's definitely created a void in how i spend my energy. Too bad that the commuter knows all i need is some pussy to make me go "not my problem big woop survival of the fittest sociopath or whatever". Big jealous of Elon cramming his flaccid tranny penis in hookers rn no cap ong
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🌟🌈🎊 Welcome to the WACKIEST, most EXTRAVAGANT, and utterly RIDICULOUS world of endless fun and excitement!!! 🎉🎈✨ Are you ready? Buckle up, because we’re about to embark on a journey through the land of the absurd! 🚀💥
🎠 First stop: The Land of Giggles! 😂😂 Here, the trees are made of cotton candy 🍭, and the rivers flow with chocolate milk! 🥛🍫 Every step you take is accompanied by the sound of rubber chickens squeaking! 🐔🎶 Can you hear it? SQUEAK! SQUEAK! SQUEAK!
🌟 Next, we’ll hop on a rainbow unicorn 🦄🌈 and soar through the skies! Look down! What do you see? A giant pancake flipping in the air! 🥞✨ It’s a PANCAKE PARTY down there! Everyone’s dancing and flipping pancakes like there’s no tomorrow! 💃🕺
🎉 But wait! What’s that in the distance? A castle made entirely of LEGOs! 🏰🧱 And guess what? The king is a talking cat named Sir Whiskers McFluffypaws! 🐱👑 He’s throwing a grand ball, and everyone is invited! 🎊🎶 Get your dancing shoes on, because it’s going to be a night to remember!
🎈 As we enter the castle, we’re greeted by a chorus of singing vegetables! 🥕🎤 “We are the Veggie Singers, and we’re here to entertain!” 🎶🥦 They perform a medley of pop hits, but with a veggie twist! “I Will Survive” becomes “I Will Thrive!” 🌽💪
🌈 After the ball, we’ll take a stroll through the Enchanted Forest of Whimsy! 🌳✨ Here, the flowers sing sweet melodies, and the butterflies wear tiny top hats! 🦋🎩 “Good day, dear traveler!” they say as they flutter by!
🎊 Suddenly, we stumble upon a magical portal! 🌌✨ What’s on the other side? A world where everything is upside down! 🌍🔄 The sky is below us, and the ground is above! People walk on the ceiling, and gravity has taken a vacation! 🏖️🌊
🎉 Let’s jump through the portal and join the fun! We’ll have a picnic on the ceiling with floating sandwiches 🥪 and drinks that defy gravity! 🍹✨ “Cheers to the upside-down life!” we shout as we clink our glasses! 🥳🥂
🌟 As the sun sets in this topsy-turvy world, we gather around a campfire made of marshmallows! 🔥🍬 “Tell us a story!” everyone exclaims! So, I spin a tale of a brave snail who saved the day! 🐌💖 With courage and determination, he outsmarted a sneaky fox! 🦊✨
🎈 The night ends with a spectacular fireworks display! 🎆💥 Each explosion is a burst of color and joy, lighting up the upside-down sky! “WOW!” we all cheer, our hearts filled with wonder! 🌌💖
🌈 As we prepare to return home, we take one last look at this magical world, promising to return someday! 🌟✨ With a wave and a smile, we jump back through the portal, landing safely back in our own world! 🌍💫
🎉 And that, my friend, is the end of our wild adventure! But remember, the magic of imagination is always just a thought away! 🌈✨ Keep dreaming, keep laughing, and never stop being wonderfully YOU! 🎈💖
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>>8201This is the "eternal life" waiting for scum LOL
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>>8201Truly a demonic aura eminating from this post. Even if made by a human through gpt, it reeks of demonic gloating that only an ai could be so smug about to create such an aura.
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🌟🎉WelcometotheZANY,mostOUTRAGEOUS,andutterlyHILARIOUSworldofendlessshenanigans!!!🎈✨Areyouready?Strapin,becausewe’reabouttodiveintotherealmoftheridiculous!🚀💥🎠Firststop:TheLandofSillySocks!🧦😂Here,thecloudsaremadeofwhippedcream,andtheriversflowwithstrawberrylemonade!🍓🥤Everystepyoutakeisaccompaniedbythesoundofdancingpenguins!🐧🎶Canyouhearit?WADDLE!WADDLE!WADDLE!🌟Next,we’llrideaflyingtoaster🛴🍞andzoomthroughthe skies!Lookdown!Whatdoyousee?Agiantpizzaspinningintheair!🍕✨It’saPIZZAPARTYdownthere!Everyone’stossingdoughanddancinglikethere’snotomorrow!💃🕺🎉Butwait!What’sthatinthedistance?Acastlemadeentirelyofmarshmallows!🏰🍬Andguesswhat?ThequeenisawiseoldowlnamedLadyHootington!🦉👑She’shostingagrandfeast,andeveryoneisinvited!🎊🎶Getyourpartyhatson,becauseit’sgoingtobeanightoflaughter!🎈Asweenterthecastle,we’regreetedbyachorusofsingingfruits!🍉🎤“WearetheFruityHarmonizers,andwe’reheretoentertain!”🎶🍍Theyperformamedleyofclassichits,butwithafruitytwist!“SweetCaroline”becomes“SweetWatermelon!”🍉💪🌈Afterthefeast,we’lltakeastrollthroughtheWackyWonderland!🌳✨Here,thetreesdancetothebeatofthemusic,andthebutterflieswearfunkysunglasses!🦋🕶️“Hello,fabulousfriend!”theysayastheyflutterby!🎊Suddenly,westumbleuponamagicalportal!🌌✨What’sontheotherside?Aworldwhereeverythingismadeofcandy!🍭🌍Theskyiscottoncandy,andthegroundischocolate!Peoplebounceonjellybean trampolines,andhappinessiseverywhere!🏖️🍬🎉Let’sjumptheportalandjointhefun!We’llhaveapicniconacandycloudwithfloatingcupcakes🧁anddrinksthat sparkle!🍹✨“Cheersto thecandy-coatedlife!”weshoutasweclinkourcandycanes!🥳🥂🌟Asthesunsetsinthissweetworld,wegatheraroundabonfiremadeofgummybears!🔥🍬“Tellusatale!”everyoneexclaims!So,Ispinastoryofabravelittlegummybearwhosavedthecandykingdom!🐻💖Withcourageandsweetness,heoutsmartedasneakysourpatch!🍬✨🎈The nightendswithadazzlinglightshow!🎆💥Eachburstis asprinkleofjoy,lightingupthecandysky!“WOW!”weallcheer,ourheartsfilledwithdelight!🌌💖🌈Aswepreparetoreturnhome,wetakeonelastlookatthissugaryparadise,promisingtoreturnsomeday!🌟✨Withawaveandagrin,wejumpbackthroughtheportal,landingsafelybackinourownworld!🌍💫🎉Andthat,myfriend,istheendofourwackyadventure!Butremember,themagicofimaginationisalwaysjustathoughtaway!🌈✨Keepdreaming,keepgiggling,andneverstopbeingfabulouslyYOU!🎈💖