Diagonal Gnosis. Diagnosis.
ITS WHATEVER WHATER YOU WANT
YOU think it you shake it you break it you make it
the light and the dark the jumpers into the Eschaton
and the archetypes both glisten
why do you need this diagnosis
a bastard told you the way
is not the good CULTLEADERDOM at hand?
Why would you not want to prepare the way of CULTLEADER?
the honest to god fox news msnbc truth in the most plain jane terms concerning politics is that most people you dont know end up bastards. NOT ALL. just all those at rest.
that is the best news. the medium is the message. focus on the ~good . god i wish i could say it in terms unavailed. [HE] sent the messages to us so far into the future that it looped back around and became the first neuramet transmissions at the beginning of history. Thank you CULTLEADER.GLOBAL
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)))the stinking animal GET HIM OUT OF HERE.
Eustice didnt like the hairs the little hairs getting all over the entry way carpet. Wool sticks and the purple hairs stuck out like legos in baby puke. every time that mut with those damned tiny legs came running in the door, that stupid dog with those ridiculous "long enough to be long but just short enought to be impossible to pick off" dog hairs would leave trails of dog hair all over his vintage carpet. It was a beautiful oversized antique Serapi. Eustice recalled the first day he brought in to the foyer. He couldn't load it properly into that damn old truck because the bed wasnt long enough. So Eustice being a good old boy who knew about the value of good head gear, strapped the rug to the roof of the truck. A mistake he would later come to regret as something on the hood of the truck must have rubbed in a small unsteamable defect right to an area of the rug that you would see after staring a few seconds, though mostly covered up by the dark blue hue of a flower design on that spot. Aggrivating him, he tried to let it go yet the spot still remaining at a place on the rug where it was neither too far from the edge to cover with a some furniture like a cabinet or round entry table; and also to far from the center of the rug to really be in danger of furthur harm meaning he would have to roll it up and store it for now. So he left it. To make matters worse, that stupid dog came in later that same day on fire. He melted part of the rug, it was that very same spot that Eustices' truck must have scuffed, that same spot that Eustice was going to fix tomorrow when he got his old rug tools out.
Even now that stupid dog coming in and running off, leaving his ridicuolous purple hairs on the carpet reminds Eustice of that day bringing his rug home, how he was the happiest he had been in a while on his way to get that investment of an heirloom piece. measuring it just right at the store with his trusty tape measurer: "11'4" x 15'2" he would muble to himself, probably while that stupid dog was up to no good somewhere when he told him to wait in the truck. He finally filed his secret change jar and this was his surprise gift for the home to Mildred.
Eustice pretended to not to respect or acknowledge the salesman from behind the counter speaking up in a "for old people" voice with a list of selling points. Moments after he had just come across it and been entranced by its timeless one-of-a-kind appeal.
"Low pile. A Serapi. meant to last centuries. That's a good one, oversized. That big central medalion, beautiful peach field. It's got the nice borders.
Yeah...
Oh yeah..
well.
It's in excellent condition. You'll see we made some repairs to it down at the bottom right there. Or you won't see it because we repaired it so good. HAHAHAHAHAA."
Eustice felt a deep shame. Quite unfortunate, almost like a brought on a golem. Why did he have to come into possesion of THIS antique Serapi? Why did he have to be the failed protector of some time honored tradition, a relic. Eustice lost sleep about it for a while, like one does when they feel shame of the ancestors. That "how could I be the weakest link in such great chains?"
Chains Eustice thought.
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