Bro, I am the Pigeon Man. I’m allowed to ejaculate for the good of the pigeons. That’s why God made me. That, and I have a really big prison pocket.

I’ll just ejaculate on the bread I feed them, mmk?

That’s the most interesting one. The joke is I aced predator psychology at Quantico; I just thought about what I would do. It was that snafu at the shooting range that set me back. In my defense, I got a headshot. I was just facing the wrong direction.

Juggling originally was a means for me to give myself exposure therapy as I had grown agoraphobic after my breakdown in college. It taught me some things indirectly, going on and busking, I mean, about networking. I started seeing the world differently. Became a white hat confidence artist. I work with the feebfucks with my educational art project where I write propaganda. This is a new account; I’ve done this a while, but I definitely recommend you read this post to get what I do.

They did. He shot himself. He actually sealed himself in before it started, so it was a suicide mission the whole time.

I’m like super turbo banned. Buy me a new phone and I will go back to Reddit.

I’m a bearcat

I’m probably going to have dementia in ten-twenty years due to all this offbrand Walmart Benadryl I’ve abused to enhance masturbation several hundredfold. I certainly have organ damage now from this awful addiction. Part of the reason I liked meth is because it took away my sexuality and allowed me to work my fuzzy, feminine ass off. Been clean from that for three years now. But this Benadryl ish fucks my ass three ways, sideways, upways, and down my britches like Sam Cougar was raging in his old tamales, y’know? The thing about disembodied eyeballs is that Mario 64 imprinted the on me and it did the condit thing when my dad scare me on Benadryl when I was eight or something. I’ve been addicted to this ish since I was eight. Fuck. You eat hamsters?

God am I turned on by loose eyeballs. Thanks Mario 64…

Can I baste you in my batter while you rotate? I’m doing a science experiment for my church regarding sin. I’ve already done the control of ejaculating on my sister without her knowing, so I just need to do the experiment of someone consenting. What causes that möbiation of entanglement, and can we use my occult Knowledge to transcend physicality like Jesus, the Buddha, and Richard Simmons. We must know, for Christ’s sake!

You can just see them with your third eye, dummy, but you drink refried fluoride on a daily basis

No that one doesn’t count. You have to do a read first to see are my skills as a righter.

This is one of the better and more favored compliments I get. Need to be called Shakespeare three more times to earn an achievement (97/100).

Tf is that shit? I just became a prophet in the Mormon church last week, so you have to forgive me. But, just on the context of name alone, I would say shame in itself is bad and we should not be ruled by it, but likewise, we should not be prideful and develop our willpower and ability to resist temptation in our daily lives. These means there’s a time to build up and a time to tear down. I think we should work hard 5-6 days a week and really fucking party on our sabo-domingo (sabbath). We’re not on Earth for ourselves but for our spiritual development; to be able to last eternity in God’s heaven as it grows exponentially more perfect, or even better, transcend the existence-illusion complex entirely to become one’s own independent phenomenon.

I learned to juggle before I started writing 2k-7k words a day, btw.

I study system sciences. I study collective attention and priority shifting within a cult/culture. I 100% Know how to take over a congregation, it’s a matter of going through with something so ballsy.

Y’know, MAGA is a cult. America is a cult. Democrats are a cult. Pepsi is a cult. A cult is just a network structure centered around a collective mission. I know the intermechanics of which to do as Joseph Smith did.

The joke is, I’m an artist. I work with confidence.

crickets

Confidence arts? Con arts! That’s what that word means, just like my teleological purpose - the reason I was made - is to teach, as at my core I am an educator.

There are people smarter than you who get the joke

Damn right! That’s my teleological purpose! I offend both the religious and secular, and thus make more religious. I’ve invented Mormon Occultism. People that rebel in the Mormon church will find me as I am the quasi-opposition of orthodox religious congregations, while people who seek truth from a secular perspective can debate me and I will win having studied philosophy into the 30th grade. This makes me an attractor membrane to orthodox Mormonism. God thought thus through for me, because God knows my dumb ass wouldn’t have come up with this myself, because damn am I a horny son of a bitch.

I would love to meet some guy’s girlfriend in a room. I would give her the d, all day and all night and everything is blue. Shit, sorry. Music in the background.

I am in Arizona, south of the Sonora, and this shit is insane, yet at the same time WAY more manageable than any place with humidity. I went to college at ECU and was homeless in Miami Beach during the winter before, and that ish was hell despite being thirty temperature degrees cooler than here in the Phoenix area. It gets 120F some days, and it sucks biking in, but as long as you drink water continuously, it feels significantly cooler because all your sweat evaporates instantly, taking the heat with it.

By counterintelligence effect, I mean it is completely random but I sawhow funny it was to do in this order, for the effect idiots have