the resurrection wasnt visible to most. everyone likes to tell the tale quite AFTER it was "before it was cool" but you had to be there. you just had to be there. or else you will never be! and they never were. they crucify us every day and say they are already risen again!
crucifixion is such a spectacle. resurrection not so much...
pentacost feels fake tho, because im envious tbh. ive been impersonating a translator for a very long time and i suck. pentacost is a fake sellout going hollywood moment (that i wish i could have!) i want my fiery tongue.
the people dont deserve my fiery tongue. and i dont deserve to be called drunk anymore.
when we lay our Mother earth and wisdom to rest with a crown on her head and bliss in the sky, then all is well again. but for now i have to live amongst all these demonic people without Her.
i had a dream that special ed computer class replaced normal computer class, so i asked angela merkel where the normal computer class was being held. she looked fidgety so i was like (in german) "it's ok i speak german" and she said "links ... hinten" which in english means LEFT BEHIND
i thought that was kinda cool. i am the child left behind 😢 replaced by all y'all retards 😔💔
the magician talks about you in the first person and himself in the second
but im not a magician. im just a lonely little girl with no aura 😞 that's how it feels sometimes.
i know it's not true tho. you make me believe in myself. we both believe in GOD dont we ✋🙂↕️ ❤️ fake recognize fake, real doesnt exist. that's the good news. it's all made up.
u get in that flow state and doing all ur things right, yes ive finally found the rhythm of life... and then BOOM! tummy ache, dying on the potty, for days. shit like this. literally, it's shit like this. farting and muddy poops and pains all in ur intestines. and u wonder what you ate or what got contaminated or if you got some disease. and then you wish for death as a release from all ur troubles. it doesn't even really hurt that bad physically but life is just kinda boring that way.
type shit
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