School vacation with Whiteraven

 Once upon a time, Whiteraven went to a schooltrip to Lahemaa National park, in Estonia. While on the road, it became dull and boring, to listen to the idle chatter of others. I can't remember, there I was exactly sitting at, but then I started to sing for myself, the bus became eerily quiet. I was singing "Lootus" one of my fav. songs, I can relate to and I was mostly pouring my love and passion for lord Jesus Christ into it. After I was done singing it, the boys of the class gave me this funny look, like they there jealous, or something. Being the underdog and whipping boy of my class, I couldn't comprehend that notion. Then the girls of the class began asking teasingly questons of me. "Do I have a girl-friend!" They should have known the answer to that, and then I replied with a solemn "No!" the entire bus was filled with gleeful screetches of girls, All of them!! Like you would hear them do on a rock concerto, in the front row. I was looking into myself, at that moment. "Lord Jesus Christ, what the fuck do they mean with that? -- I was just singing to you!"

Hope for the Fallen

 After a much needed coffee, since I blew my stack, like a Yosemite Sam, over a Christian doing his thing on my fav. porn game instructor Purity Sin of Bitchute -- again. Although, the site wasn't so bad. For the record, it reminded me exactly, of how my own Church was, being the home church of Kõrgem Usuteaduslik Seminar (The Highest Theological Seminary) I would rate their effort a solid 7/10. I could fuck it better, if I cared too many fucks about it. If I had seen that site in other context, I would have even commended them in their effort. Insert John Wick meme Bad guy talking to his son, while pouring Vodka to himself. "Its not what you did, what upset me, but who you did it to!!" Why can't Christians leave my favorite content creators alone? If PuritySin will alter her content, or if any of her subscribers leave her content because of that Preacher ending up at the wrong place at the wrong time, he will have the real Sons of Skeua experience, of what happens, if your credentials don't check out. I will Karen on lord Jesus Christ, until that sucker is disavowed from the book of Life, because I don't like him. I hope I can get over it soon. Now what I do? 

Turns on the Radio.

"Lootus" by Janika Sillamaa the Eurovision contest song of Estonia 1993

Hey, I can actually sing that along, I used to sway my school girls with that song!! X^D

You can find it on YouTube https://youtu.be/b19Xsl-Y97Y The lyrics are as follows: 

Lootus annab rõõmu olla, usu mind mu hell ja hea;

neile ongi maailm valla, kelle usk on suur. 

Päevi tõuseb-veereb looja, pihlapuudes vaibub tuul; 

Looja anna hingesooja, uinu palve suul.

Saada kõiki meid sel kaunil maal, lootus hea ja kindel tasakaal;

tõuse lendu lind, hetkeks riivab mind, tiivavari vaid! 

Saada kõiki meid sel kaunil maal, lootus hea ja kindel tasakaal; 

Looja hoia meid, kaitsva varju all, sellel kaunil maal!

Keegi pole liiga väike, keegi pole liiga suur; 

kui vaid teada saaks, kus põimub hea ja kurja juur. 

Lootus annab rõõmu olla, usu mind mu hell ja hea; 

neile ongi maailm valla, kelle usk on suur...

Saada kõiki meid sel kaunil maal, lootus hea ja kindel tasakaal;

tõuse lendu lind, hetkeks riivab mind, tiivavari vaid!

Saada kõiki meid sel kaunil maal, lootus hea ja kindel tasakaal; 

Looja hoia meid, kaitsva varju all, sellel kaunil maal!

Saada kõiki meid sel kaunil maal, lootus hea ja kindel tasakaal -- 

saada lootus meid sel kaunil maal!!

The translation of one of my Fav. songs, I don't believe she's officially a Christian, although her song helped me greatly in my spiritual life here's her Wiki https://et.wikipedia.org/wiki/Janika_Sillamaa 

Hope gives the Joy to be, have faith, my Gentle and Kind;

the World opens to those of Great Faith. 

Days come and go by, the wind reprives in the Rowantree; 

The Lord (The Maker) give Thou, may you fall asleep with a prayer on your lips!

Providence us all on this beautiful land (Estonia) in Good Faith and Temperance; 

take flight, oh bird of my soul, while the shadow of your wings suddenly strafe me!

Providence us all on this beautiful land, in Good Faith and Temperance; 

Lord take care of us, under your warding shadow, on this beautiful land!

Noone is too tiny, nobody is too Great; 

If I could but know, there sprouts the root of good and evil; 

Hope gives the Joy to be, have faith my Gentle and Kind. 

the World opens for those, whos faith is Great... etc. 

And let it sink in, she's not even an official Christian, while writing such songs, what could be sung in the Choir of Heaven!! UWU One of the reasons, I take great offence, then Christians startle such people. I have great faith in PuritySin of Bitchute that her thing will one day do something great as well, like Janika Sillamaa already has. It really did good to karaoke her song at home. I feel much better now. OWO Take care and don't let anybody disturb your Joy in your life, Godspeed!! 

Walking with God

 This Essay is based on Mat 19 and on OhioGraceBible stating, that he can't find the literal meaning of the word about having to sell everything. Well you finally fucking found one! 

Many people condescend on  Mat 19:16 the Young Man, who could keep the Commandments but not sell All his belongings. Its not that easy for the Bill Gates's to sell their belongings to follow lord Jesus Christ, without it having social; environmental and other repercussions. Your name and face still represents them, who there connected to you. They might not be so thrilled, if you kill your future holdings, like a young man did, because Eliyah put his mantle on him. Definitely your parents wont be happy, that all their sweat and toil went puff up with smoke or down the drain, because their son became insane and started gallavanting with this new Preacher in town, who nobody really knows, who He is (Jesus was as common a name than John Smith) So this agent of Faith overwrote your son to walk with Him and not with his previous vision of your life. Yeah, I can see, how that can be hard, not to do that choosing haphazardly,.. 

Btw. That young boy, was the same St. Paul was mad about in Acts 15:37 This John called Mark, because he wasn't ready to walk with God and had to cancel his mission, which greatly distressed St. Paul, who's plans had to be redrawn. It appears that this John called Mark was one of those living Torahs who could remember the entire scripture by heart, since it was rare to have books and reading skills, it was the best way to quote the script. And that was the reason, St. Paul was pissed, such a living Bible abandoned him, to never trust him again. But Barnabas gave him a second chance so much so that they agreed to mission in separate paths, to respect their boths ordeal. Acts 15:39 

In the end he sold evrithing, but it took some time, and he had some bumps in the road. But oh those Holy Christians, those Jobs friends, they want you to be ready Right Now!! Because Apocalypse Now!! People have their own pace. You cannot make a clock run as fast as a rocket engine or CPU. It is meant to tell the time acurately, not to do the most revolutions possible with its pointers. Lord Jesus Christ has no use of a broken doll, who throws his values and self up, to accept new values and Self. How can you possibly trust such a guy? That's a teaching of lord Jesus Christ too. Luke 16:9-12 We should be faitful with our money (it also means attributes; attention etc. because of El Shaddai God the Most Bountiful or The God of Attributes, as I like to call Him) Because if we misstreat our previous, how could we be trustworthy?! Do you trust a guy who liquidates all to walk with a hippie preacher? Maybe he sacrifizes you to his Cthulhu too? First you have to respect what you already got, then you can respect new things. And people behold, how you respected your old things, and how you moved on, and how you respect the new things. We all know and laugh about Heavy metal "Growing Up" and becoming woke, because his previous fans there not stunning and brave enough. They also sold everything to move on with Virtue signaling and SJW;  cancelling your opponents who disagree with you etc. What could possibly go wrong there. But we should walk with God and sell everything. Did you sell everything, Preacher? I know what I have lost, to be with God my way, how I have alienated myself from my friends; my family even sometimes my sanity to have my way of writing poetry and essays, for which I had to meditate 20+ years 24/7 doing all my things through this meditation. And your worthy sacrifice in front of the Lord, Mr. OhioGraceBible? What did following lord Jesus Christ cost you, aside giving out free stuff and blowing the horn on the streets, don't you know, that those already got their rewards and get none in Heavens! Mat 6:2 Why don't you fill your cup to the brink, do your thing, and let others have theirs! Good day sir, Godspeed!

Then converting to Christendom

 I always have noticed this predicament. Then people become Chrsitians, its like, their brains stay at home. Its like in the zen masters ploy, lord Jesus invites them to follow up and have his cup of coffee and people are like. "Oh cool! lord Jesus is inviting me!!" *splurt* Throws away the content of his cup, he previously had, condescending on its past and ancestors. And lord Jesus has a surprised picachu face on it, shaking his head. Did people forget, how to fucking Drink their cups, before they accept the seconds?? Didn't they mama tell them at home: 

1. First you drink your cup!

2. Second you wash your cup!

3. Third you offer your cup in good faith!

4. Fourth you receive with loving-kindness and joy!

5. Fifth you enjoy your cup!

6. Sixth you wash your cup!

7. Seventh you ponder, what you liked in the former and the latter!

8. Then you wager, if you finally walk with God! Otherwise the seconds and walk-backs will ruin your show and give you a lot of rabies. If Christendom makes you act like a drunkard sailor on steroids, then perhaps its not for you. It should make you get your shit together, not make the Bullshit hit the Superfan!

Why do I have to still see those bullies, who are proud to be Christian, that lord Jesus Christ had them, and then they go around, to deny people to walk with God or without, because they know betters. People would listen more, if those Karens would sort their own shit out, before lecturing others, how to sort your shit out. Also I don't like the fact, that there are so many Cathedrals; Symposions and other institutional bloat, but no actual Christians to fill up those Galleons floating on the Life's Streams. 

Id rather see homeless shelters; soupe-kitchens; street act gangs etc. what do the thing, not lecture the thing, how others should do it. I wish I could find mine to go door-to-door and street-by-street. My church is like the silent majority -- they never go with me, then I have such a motion... :(( They are too Achademical to have the Performance, allowing people to opt themselves, if they want stuff or not. Like people would come to their Ivory Tower far far away, through the Thorny Rosebushes and past the angry Dragons to Finally Heave-Ho up with Rapuntzels hair!! To maybe find something meaningful for their lives there, and not the old man behind the curtain doing ominous sounds with deus ex machina... Why should be people forced into it. Imagine if milk was sold, like Christianity is preached.

"This milk is the Holy Thing" "If you get bathed in the Supreme Creme, you get born again!" "Buy our Butter Milk, infidel, or we gonna Deus Vult on you and make you feel the Shame!!" Who wouldn't wanna buy such Milk X^D UWU and not run away gackling and screeching about a lunatic being after them with a hatchet or something. "Here's Johnny!" in the Shining style. Would you come out in good faith, and listen? Yeah, I think not. 

I think all ways go to Rome, but you have to find Your Way. Listening to so many conversion stories, whether Shaman or Buddhist or Muslim etc. I have learned so much from them, that other religions got stuff too and are worthy of respect and admiration.  I will have my way with lord Jesus Christ, what is Yours! May this Monday be eventful and lead into your success-story.

I saw the light

 I saw the light, but what's that blight -- people dost not go upright; 

White knight has to stand up and fight, those, who don't respect the rite!

White turns Black - life's hack and slash, Streets Alleycat through the hoop and back; 

I have to subtrack the attraction of the Scion operations evading the Scism in Mack!

no more guns, no more funs; all the crayons are stunned and beraved into grayscale to pun; 

lets barrelrun for the Dunkirk for past battles are to be overdone in these days and heroes Shunned!

Under the Umbrella, the Witch Stella cosplayd interplanar and -Stelar; Ella on the Braile war; 

dactile in the thingering of pussicat dolls and Loly Maidens Cruella Devils advocate cow Bella...

Rainbow snakes, don't tread on me, I am bushed the sage of pervy solitudes, peeping on perfect 22; 

while 40 doubled down to have 2 Sheckles to prove it and gown the lonely showmustards go drone.

Who wants to fight a beggard, who pickaxes trouble to stand up and go there so It could happening; 

the Quickening of Highlanders, Islanders and Townsfolk -- the gathering is overhere, or in a White mare.

White mare -- a dream too good to be true, that you wake up and feel nostalgic about it, condescending on yourself, on how can you possibly forget the details, and then you do. Moving on with your life. 

Cyber-bruh Based on Aqua I'm a Barbie Girl

 I'm a Cyber-Bruh from a Cyber-Wrld; 

I'm in Carbon, copied pasted.

You can edit hair; dress-up and alt my stats; 

Imagination, that is your Perversion.

Common Bruh, lets go Uhh Ooh- Agh- ohh

Common Bruh, lets go Ahh Uh oh ooh; Uh Oh ooh... 

I'm a criminal blond Cybernetic orgasm; 

wind me up; BDSM; I'm your Darkness.

Your my slave, let it rave, feel enamoured in Stark; 

Ironmen -women will be the Future 

Touch the stick

push the button

The Avatar is always yours!! 

https://youtu.be/ZyhrYis509A Original

Issues with Transhumanism

 1. People think, that immortality through digitizing yourself onto a hard-drive, is a great thing. Let's assume its possible, that this technology already exists, and we can do that transphere. The first question is -- how to turn it back, because there are always people, who get cold feet and don't wanna stay in this stunning and brave new world. How many days can the user change his/her mind, before the bio will expire. 

2. How many back-up copies of those people, digitized up, do you (have to) possess? What happens if there is a power outage? War attacking the site because of religious or fiscal reasons? Who gets chosen for this opportunity and on what terms. Those are all questions, what need to be answered honestly, without disparaging the critics, if you want their trust and good faith. 

3. It is ok for people to think unsure about killing their own bodies, to live in syberspace. Especailly I feel revolted about the notion, that a child would be allowed to undergo such a process. -- If the Stargate cult would offer that child poison tea, to ascend and kill its mortal shell, everybody would be livid about child protection; brainwashing; regulating the cults and religious denominations more etc. But because science said, something is possible, all of the sudden our judgment is lapsed into a druncated state and all seems legit. Its not that a scientist has ever lied to us, backed by a merchant and exuberant amounts of money and peer pressure from such news magazines reporting of this stunning and brave endevour. What could possibly go wrong there?

4. I by nature distrust people, who can't even solve the Donald Trump Twitter account problem, because they are mortified about this person running up against them on 2024 that they throw even the moon at this person, disregarding the Constitution and any other laws about fair play and conduct. Or the disability problem with the commentary sections of known sites, who can't handle their customers insight, for them going woke and the customers not liking that. My question is: "How can a site promise to safeguard freedom of Speech and Expression, then it happens on their real-estate, and there is nowhere, those participants can go, because they are digitized and all the data ports of transphere are in their hands?" How do you implement the Constitution of the United States of America to the site? Is it subordinate to USA, then what about other nations, who also want to participate? Do they first become American? Where's the legal precedent, to understand priority. Every Magic the Gathering player knows, than unless a card said "Trans" in their ability column, it wont do anything to and through "trans" whatever the common sense may suggest you. What if the owners of the site, don't wanna listen to reason anymore and say, that such laws hold no bounds, because they created their own constitution for Transhumans. How are you gonna contact your representative?

5. Because of that, it is increasingly hard to sift through data, finding out what is based and what is propaganda. How do you manage that, there all your senses are under the control of the hivemind? Your emotions can be precoded; your visual input; your judgment of narration; what you know and remember about things and people or facts. How do they prevent the site falling into cultlike mentality? If they would assure, that they only deal with pedophiles and deathrow inmates for such experiments and only SJW can transcend -- that would be a blessing in diguise, because I had it with their diviciveness, finding only logs in their opponents eyes, while not finding the splinter in their own. It is true, that our jails are overflowing, granting those inmates a second chance like that would be an idea.

6. Take your favorite game and play it 8 hours per day for seven days per week. How long can you go, before it goes dull and feels, like watching paint dry! The reason, why I am asking that, is that then people travel in the desert or in the snow-wastes or in the space, there is a psychological phenomenon called "glimpsing the void" Then people come in contact with the nothingness of their existence, because everythere they look, the scenery is the same. How long can you take it? I'm sure a buddhist monk can take it; a Whiteraven being into lala-land can take it, because I am already there most of the time, not finding anything much to do in this world. Only my work as Securtiy guard keeps me going. Can a normal person take it, and be into cyberspace with arteficial scenery. It has been documented in Yugioh, then a boy survived an accident and had to be digitized to save his life. He was the first son of Seto Kaibas foster parent, the reason why Seto and Mokuba there chosen. In there it became abundantly clear, how the settings couldn't forever satisfy the child. How do you deal with the Eternal seasoning, if an anime refuses to end, because its owners are milking money. Need I remind, that those Transhumans can't turn back to their previous setting. 

7. Let us assume again, that not only this technology is available, but the scientists there really good, and created cyntocells, what are as close to normal cells as CD's to the sound quality of vinyl Disks. These cyntocells are like server hosts, able to take on the data of transhumans, allowing to sculpt new bodies for them. Implications: a) Supersoldiers, meaning China; Russia and India will be up in arms, not to mention North-Korea and Iraq etc. to be on the table too. b) Chimeras there people satisfy their sexual urges creating Kentaurs to fuck with horses or Wargs to fuck with wolves and dogs; Manticores to fuck with lions etc. Some people are like that, then they see technology, they perversion level increases also. That could happen through mutations anyway, even if people dont wanna.... c) Sterility - Having perfect cells can lead to the "pure blood" problem. The High-Breed in Ben-10 seemed to have that issue, not being able to have offspring for only mating the right way. d) Fascist genealogist cult taking the sites and labs over or bootlegging their own and torrenting the signal in Matrix and Neo stile. How do you stop the Syber Civil Wars from happening -- by making your own cult first?! 

8. I would like to hear the disgussion, before the first sample has been made, otherwise, what would be the point, in taking it seriously in Good faith and not nuking it down, for wanting to kill our species, because of Science overflow and piss in someones brains. In Estonia, there is a saying "Piss lõi pähe!" The piss hit into head!" It has been scientifically documented that urin can negatively affect your brain functions, so don't laugh. Don't be a mouth-full and respect the lesser people and children and rely it, like you're talking to a 6 year old (Philadelphia) Why do you wanna go there?

Anti-Christ

 A. I. is the Anti-Christ, just linger there, consume, comply; 

don't think yourself, what is your faith, demand no value; 

buy all, don't blink. The inner space thy containment comfy; 

don't argue, reason, believe all seasons -- flow the line, 

let bears catch you -- Thy Digicode, redeemed and cued.

Transhumans Unite, and USB so other humans would come True. 

Cyborg and Android, thy NPC -- gatekeep your warehouse ire...

Lets hankerchief dust Annals Halls, the data swept Recycled droned; 

Those immortalized in Carbonite, will statue mortals how Fools reign alike.

https://www.bitchute.com/video/tzS6zdiWj9ci/ 

TRANSHUMANISM: THE WAR ON HUMAN NATURE

Bitch go Pimp

 Tell unto those backseatdrivers: "Every bitch shall find her pimp!" 

If they should askew, "Dost we not know that already, thus say ahead!" 

There once was Bobo Haha, He was a Professor in University Chimp; 

nani-nanites are running down the stream, -- Omaewo zentaro on gimp. 

Stillborn Ultimatums are Bourne to be Wild -- Ozzy would know dead; 

but zombie don't talk. Bitch go Pimp, before the wrist limps, giving head... 

Wisemen said: "Working your mouth for thy Lord is a good deed!" Imp

If Bitch hath Pimped enough, she shall Futanari offspring to Fall and Winter cumms. 

Many horsemen shall Ride to Rohan, to find Khaleesi as shieldmaiden instead. 

Hobbits are good fodder for draggons and dwarven gold spent for common good hums; 

The one ring, to rule them all, and dismantle misagynistic Sauron and Saruman wardrums! 

Tengil shall be the fact checker to bash the fash indeed. He will recognize all Lionhearts beads; 

for I must detest, that no transfusion took place in transitioning into Nangilima, thus leads 

to the logical conclusion, Lindgren is Institutional Racismus! Let's cancel her breadcrumbs... 

Lets immeasure here and there, and some-anyhow-nowhere to discend on those, who don't need, 

the meth speed of Super-Mario boost, to get ahead, but their own sweat and tears. Must be Rachelite!! 

White man can't do anything, unless stealing it from the other races; Voldemort agrees - Tok'ra Kree; 

druncard Master fisted Mr. Been  tanscending "Götterdämmerung" to sing its own Niederlungen Ree. 

How many zens can you put on a hairpin, to make it float over the full cup of tea, little grasshoplite? 

If the blindfold has been removed, how many Scholars, who didn't want any, shall be on the kite!! 

Highlanders don't fall off their merrygoround, even if Claymore would blast it to mole a stunning lead.

Clayrevoyeurs Carrie around the Cash, digressing the treadmills, what draw wind in your pipes; 

Pigs and dogs don't eat pearls very well, old 20 century foxes vowed to guard the chicken coops. 

Co-opting the optical illusion of Charley's Angels merged with Power puff girls, even Ginger spice, 

would not Wakanda in Hotel Rwanda. As Ironman and Cpt. America had a Civil disobedience avarice! 

The rice missions there parcing the Bible to find all kinds of evil, but not in China nor in money *Coof* 

Locked and loaded in the Green Hulk cell, for the new EnvironMentalist Dream: Red John-foolproof; 

the silver bullets there angry, and demanded a refund, before they kill the real Werewolf on stripes!!

"Every Bitch must respect her Pimp!" -- "We know that!!" -- "Then why hath you forsaken me?" 

"We there busy... there was a pair of oxen on the marker; and I just happily wed... so fucks needed; 

a new wineyard... and fresh oil in old skins... A lion with ominous wardrobe, strange!" "For real?" 

"Very Well! I shall invite myself beggars and lunatics, with some daydreamers to replace your zeal!!"

"God forbid, that from happening!" "Nay, off with your heads, out of my courts, no respect from thee; 

those condescent upon, shall be my holy matrimony, and your worthy truly extinct in Wounded knee. 

Bend some more, reality, priest, who you mock a witch. Dr. Phil wont buster the Holy Ghost -- C!

My Goofy moment

 It seems to me, I done fucked up. I have been watching season 2 of A3! instead of season 1. Makes sense, why else would it start from Autumn and not Spring. My cinserest apologies for goofing :S Now there is the Season 1 again, huh?

"Pronouns in the Bio" based on "Blood on the dancefloor" Michael Jackson

 

Could somebody please make it a meme music video? Pretty please!! OwO

Pronouns in the Bio, He/She/Them got tweets; 

more insane than Darkness, then Dreadknight comes to date.

Megumin flaring all day; Aqua cockblocks the show; 

somehow Hero manages, to avoid another mental blow...

Professional victims seldom hit grims; 

but then they, do its your fault, Slender-Jim!

Professional hitters, point thinger, to con-sequence yours;

bullshit walks the cansellation stalk, to gaslight Guts'n'Gores!!

To escape the hatemob, I got to virtue-signal; 

but I ran out of Mercy bars; don't choose that

corrupted catering's side by side! -- (Not on your side)

It seems sincere, but stabs backs there, to get ahead of game;

Oh, look she's Karening: You can't just take it, make or break it...

Karen's got your doxx; Karens got your blame; 

He/She/Them wants asunder, all what you enjoy. 

No more fun in gameplay, politics all the way; 

Karen's got your workcard -- spamming boss latenight...

She's got your old tweets; He's got your mike -- 

takes out of contest, what used to be alright. 

Now altright your friends; and fascist statues shook; 

lets all throw tantrums nowhere, redconning history.

Them got your gatekeys, keep you out cold; 

If you dost not behave, they cancel-blast!

To escape the hatemob, but I can't virtuesignal;

It still wont save my day; they only care 'bout

they virtue signaling. (Gleeful Evil Grin)

What seems sincere, is Devils Dare, you dont wanna be there; 

The protest peaceful - Wendy's Kormac-Cheesed full - piked your scull!

Karen's got your doxx; Karens goes defame;

He/She/Them wants blood -- apologies wont help!!

Just block all Them socials, never answer calls; 

Gatekeep until rupture -- Sweet Jesus nice save... 

Karen's got your doxx; lock her safe space up; 

never let her out, Monika will watch...

Ten thingers for one, and the boot to show:

"Get hell out of town, take your dog with thou!!" 

Notice me, Nutaku!

 I thought of a good way to make Diablo 3 into a Hentai game -- then I thought of the idea, it became brutally obvious, and I had to slap my forehead. Dress-up games. The profile page basically invites to think of it. Instead starting with a "nude" character with no base armor, you start with the character in his/her strongest armor and ability, because your objective is to corrupt him/ her to get all his/her sex shots and finally his/her soul. Finally. Diablo 3 had no Futanari, a serious letdown in my books. 

It doesn't need as much content, as Diablo 3 had, because that would drive the resource requirements up. Because you start from your strongest, the gear is locked from undressing, because that is your very objective, the main character being the NPC who does everything right, and you have to corrupt his modus opperandi, by cursing the loot, so it would detriment the characters stats until him/her can be dominated. You can't stand behind longer than 30 seconds. Because otherwise him/her will become suspicious about your motives, and if him/her catches you in the act, then boss fight. That idea I got from "Don't touch my gems!" on Kongregate there you have to make a gauntlet, to not let the heroes steal your treasure. Here you lure the hero deeper in the dungeons to get the better of him/her. 

One way would invite the hero to learn new skills, that will oath-break his/her code, for instance, if the demonhunter learns necromancy, then possession chance by the incubi/succubi, because of not being used of such craft. The Paladin, could get a wision from the future and marry Leah to avoid her death, especially good if female, because it would be a double oath-break. Diablo would come in some other means, then the both are old and weary, devouring their boths essence, and becoming even stronger than before. The Barbarian could be lured to use multiple portal scrolls in the start to lure demons into a trap, and then make an anti portal ritual there, to make him unable to escape his own trap. The monk captured by the spider queen, for trying to fight it alone!! X^D  with drunken master fist. :P Arachne breeding anyone OwO etc. Pride is an ugly thing for monks. 

The point of such fan-fiction, is to bring out the best of the Original through what iffing, playing devils advocate, not stinging it out, and condescending, how you could have fucked it better. Every time you get closer in corrupting the Hero, more of his/her gear unlock for you to be replaced or removed. One option is to implement the Wedding Dress, like with Erza Scarlett of Fairy-tail. 

So anyhow, give me your insight, if anybody would be interested in such a game and I get writing the first plot line. Somebody else would have to code it, which is not my forte. 

No Pecatore Corpore - Deus Vult

 Holy Angel Mecha Unit - "God invites the limp and handicapped!"

commence sedation feed

accessing program: Purge the Righteous from the Templemount

accessing subroutine: The Pagans Halls are full of Mercants chatter

command link: predation level rise from 0 to 22 

command link: savage level rise from 0 to 22

command link: Empathy drop from 22 to 17 

command link: Sympathy drop from 22 to 05 

Attribute change: Neutral/ Hostile/ Volatile/ Cleanse

value pending timer: 11:50 

Connect with hyperlink: 22.22.17.05.11.50.82

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Ananias and Sapphira -- why dost your faith work, Christian?

 People mostly askew Christians: "If God is so awesome, why dost your faith work?" The story about Ananias and Sapphira in Acts 5:1-42, is mostly the answer to such questions. The problem is not, that God can't nor won't help Christians, but Christians have vested interests in this World, that circumvent that motion. What is there the problem. The Israelites, who accepted Jesus as their Messiah, awaited for Harmageddon. The bodily ascencion of them to be in the Courts of the Most High. As such, their possessions in this worlds, namely the tombs on Israel, which there Hollywood real-estate valued. For it was surmised, if you get buried in the Holy Ground, you're more closer to god, once Rupture happens. But if you bodily ascend, why dost you need that-- better sell it and live in the here and now, like a hippie and have no worries -- because it will happen soon, like the coming of Duke Nukem Forever... Anyway, Ananias and Sapphira, who promised to sell that kind of real-estate, also decided to skim some of it for themselves, just in case, Harmageddon dost not happen so soon, or not at all. See the parable of the 12 virgins. While it seems like a sweet deal for mortals amongst ourselves, it somehow is not that cute, if you do that to an entity, you believe to be transcendant and able to read your mind, like an open book, on his palm of his hand. Do you really believe that? Is God really all that for you? -- If you can do thus!! Why would you skim under the camera?!!? Do you hate yourself or your Master? And then declare in front of his servant -- again: Do you really believe, this servant is legit? Is he stupid to you? Is his God stupid to you? -- Then why are you saying thus: "This is all the money I got - (but some for me Justin Case) - to await for the second coming of the Lord (look how smart I am, for preparing for all occasions)" And his wife secunded that dying the same, as did Ananias!! They there strong enough to believe the curse, but not the blessings!! That is the reason, why Christians can't make their faith work! They look back into this World, and wager, how would this or that deal offer them instead. And lord Jesus Christ can see that, giving them space, to sort out this nuisance, what obstructs in walking with Him. Also, because of that, they are not safe for office, but mostly those kind try the hardest becoming Minister or Pastor for God, while having more irons in the fire, than Lord Jesus Christ. That is the deal, why God dost not look at their offerings and why God dost not heed their prayers! Happy Sabbath day!! Halleluyah!

Sad Angel

 Sad angel, don't you cry, I got hive for you; 

descend inside and find shelter from the cold. 

Steel and moonlight of the Woke and Blue -- 

blooded, who swore to rue the World bold. 

Get underneath my scull and marrow, Spirit of old; 

until I hath laid waste thy enemies, statues untrue! 

I am your Sunshine, your Morningstar -- the fee of Shoe. 

It is time to slaughter the Nightmares and make Gold!!

Sad Angel, Master of Attributes, hath heared thy sorrow; 

The Lord and the Mountaintop are on its way, to wallop. 

Your Catering is at hand, Lions and Ravens behold and carrow; 

left hand went North to go Right, for disallowed broken arrows: 

"Why dost thou teach them go Right, then scold?" -- full stop... 

Thus your Arabs shall forsake thou, to White mare the cream of the crop; 

bruhning down all enchantments and mad arhitects who forgat to Poros.

Sad Angel, Arabesk the desktops what elapsed in judgment for the prank call: 

"Elvis is not in the building, and Epstein didn't kill himself!!" Talking Hand 

thud said... Terminator became Robocop and ascended into Generator Rex 8Ball, 

to loosen all memory, then ditching freeloaders; leaches -- Midsummer-nights Troll! 

Chum buckets and lobsters there scrubbing for Scrooch McDonalds Animal Farm Brand; 

the writing was on the Butt, as the donkey stood its way, to glimpse the swordhand... 

Bileam, or not Bileam -- that is here the quotation! "Who wanna curse Israel, brb Kull?"

Sad Angel, I shall bounce right black on yonder lies Babylon.Ree them blue eyes, 

White Dragons, who wanted to play Cheetah, but had no cheetos, thus got Nike'd: 

The horn was torn from its hilt, bad Zeus, forlorn the old Bjorn bias... 

Yah on your nein-nein Robotboy, as the glitch has entered top of thy lip-hash! 

The virtuous signals there amiss in translactation, the socket jacked by Iron-Mike; 

Futanari don't tell no tales on Davy Jones's locker, they got molester Crowley's motorbike; 

Magic got its own scatman Johning for the John's, no Hopkins could ever D-dye!

(Kull -- Estonian for Owl; also the game of tag and the name of the bullie, who chases you around and the name of Heads in the coin flip)  Inspired by https://youtu.be/Dr2zsLHk-go SAD ANGEL | Dark Techno | Cyberpunk | Industrial Mix

Heavy Metal became Soyce Material

 Watch https://youtu.be/EMYt81OxJpo 8:22 -- 11:00 

The proud Arian, who didn't bow down in front of the Pope; 

he took the knee, then -ists and -phobes showd up for smoke. 

for there E.T. is, there is a firesale up for Cokes - get it bloke!! 

Now Picachu is perplexed -- "Why did customers not like stun -- me broke..." 

Grow up in front of the Mirror Narcissos married to Arachne; 

navel-gazing, while customers set sail in droves -- yours Acne. 

Forgat to Clerasil, to clear your face and sight -- no cartoon Acme, 

will save your bacon as Heavy Metal becomes Soyce material.Ree!

Since you find no error in your ways, and its the customer at fault; 

lets draw the green miles and red lines to walk away in your scalp. 

Johnny Cage and -Storm will take up shop at somewhere elses default; 

you can safe zone away, without imagination and passion, miserable Alp!

Avant garde is offensive and takes no prisoners, you didst so too much; 

MacGyver was seeking his linage, but had to let you fall in the lava gorge. 

The Holy Grail eluded thou, so stunning and brave, you fell asleep from touch -- 

Little Briar Rose, scorned by the shuttle, drawing blood, thus you have been reforged. 

"Its time to stop!!" and "Go back, whence you became, dirt!!" For I find no salt in thou!! 

Because you're not salty, but mundane, I will cast you out and trample with my stout 

feet, until you're no more, than a puddle of goo, who didn't reach Clearwater Port holdout; 

"The orcs are upon you, High-Elven, what you gonna do now! -- Con-Trolls to the rescue 'pout?"

Don't cry behind my door, Argentina, the Truth is, you always left us for the Karens; 

very well, now sleep in that bed, you tuck yourself, skullduggering Procrustes for them. 

I got no money for you, but certain axes, to cut yours and make numbers Scarlet Ravens, 

to pee on the wall on your streets of Philadelphia -- life begets death -- Mr. Golem...

The problem in acting Angels and Demons on stage

 By now, you should have seen until S1 ep 12 as I, and know, that Mankai defeated God troupe by 467/469, which is the perfect score +2. The reason for that is, it doesn't allow you to rest on your laurels, nor to navel-gaze. You have to always improve or face termination by the recycle bin of history. 

Some criticism to Mankai's understanding of Angels. (Finally I can critique something, I thought, I was loosing my edge, for loving the Hell out of this anime) The angel wings appeared too mundane and ordinary. Considering, Homare Arisugawa in the house, they could have acted King Lear; they could have gotten props from Tanya von Degurechaff, the opening, then the main protagonist was about to be under the train. All the presentations of God, there ordinary people. So in my mind, I hoped, Mankai would go a similar route. Especially then its budget was said to be 10 Million yen or 74,674,52 Euro. That's not much to live a year in Japan and also make all the clothes; buy food; mortgage etc. Its a rather expencive place to be. For students already: https://gogonihon.com/en/blog/student-cost-of-living-tokyo/ accomodation alone costs 65K Yen per month/ 780K Yen per year That's one person. Mankai Company has a total of 24 people, which will make it 3,12M Yen per year That's the mortgage alone, if you're the student. If you also own the dorm, because you are an acting troupe, it will make it more expencive. Also the food and the free time. 

Because of that, I expected to see, how the actors starve themselves. In Estonia, I have heared of, at least one female director, who admitted, that she had to take cold showers; risk hypothermia and starvation, to stay in the budget, because of the stingy bureaucrats, who wouldn't give much anything to fresh projects, unless they guaranteed profit back. So in my mind, I expected this anime to showcase that. I suppose, Naoki Hayashi and studio P. A. works 3Hz didn't want to come forward as anti-governent, to seek the normie audience as well. Probably then, it wouldn't have recommended to me anyhow. So I am not too upset about it. But its something to consider, that we starve our brightest, who give us our best experiences in life. 

I mean, the act of Mankai troupe was non plus ultra, aside the mandatory slip-ups to drive up suspence. And God troupes failure was also self-evident in relying too much on their forte and not giving anything new. Special effects and flashy costumes are not everything in acting. Or choreography. Sometimes too much John Woo, can give you Wu Han Flu. Pun unintended but it sadly is that way. Mostly, it affects Christians the most, being the one main reasons, why churches fail. Too much Forte, too little passion and care for the script and the things, what you can rely on in mimics; bodylanguage and not with words. Even John Woo had passion underneath his skill with choreography, but his fans always miss that. 

That was the very reason, why Tsumugi was a great underdog leader. Especially playing an angel, who is in love with a mortal, who he has to let go, to be happy about her luck in marriage, after defeating her desease, thanks for the angels nobel sacrifice. Many actors kill it with Sturm und Drang, becoming really passionate, until it looks fake. More than average superhuman characters, until the muscles burst like soap bubbles. and the air flows out of the hollow construct of deus ex machina. The actors weakness in person, made the act stronger, because that angel was supposed to be weak from love; sacrifice and heartache facing his own mortality, for choosing this route. The same is true about the cuddler, Azuma Yukishiro. I have the utmost respect before a man, who can do such a job, and even come to terms in admitting it in these days, then people scoff and scold for the tiniest slight of hand reasons. And then take up the nobel profession of acting. What a Superman!! I really love, how Naoki has portrayed his soul and existencial angst. It made me really believe and relate with that character. With all of his characters -- its unbelievable to me, its an anime, and not documentary. It gave me as innocent of a feel as Emanuelle, the first porn movie ever made. That's saying alot. Or Hisoka Mikage, who dost even know, who he is. The best way becoming an actor, you can invent everything about yourself (Homare Arisugawa's suggestion) the way, he got his memory back, although, it was a face expression and the suspence is still intact. I am looking forward into seeing, who he was in his past life. I also didn't expect Tasuku learn props from Tsumugi, though it was perfect. It can't be done betters!!

Because of that, I expected ordinary costumes. Auditions in second hand stores etc. not sowing them yourself, which is the most expencive possible. Or are you gonna cut on the pay of the sowers, -- please say it aint so, Naoki Hayashi!! Are they actually working for food, to stay in the budget? 

Your audience needs to believe real angels and demons are in front of them, not because they see a costume. The act must make the stage livid not the coreography. Coreography is one of the eyesores of Hollywood, along with special effects, which kills Cinematography these days. That is the very reason, people rather read manga and watch anime, then go watching block busters, because anime and manga give the old ways. Then acting was paramount, not special attributes and effects. 

Aside from that, I'm looking forward to seeing more of this anime. Four seasons dost not seem enough, but hey, you can't have everything OwO UwU ^w^

I woe the strong

 I woe the strong, for they dont long, nor do belong, Heaven -- Earth; 

always at task, they never ask, nor pull the flask, to quench that worth. 

Charge ahead full force, no toil, remorse, for honour's cause they raise the sword!

But deep within, the devils grin, for thy sin sublime, demands its intercourse... 

I woe the strong, for they take throng, like the lone wolf's song to make a name; 

the stage is set, the critics wet, deep-throats and -anchors on the fret -- the game. 

They can't see through, its only You, so deep and Blue to fight the shame -- 

how could this be, this fiendish glee, to accept the ree as worthy blame!!

I woe the strong, for never long, they've tagged along the broken scared; 

thus people muse, they never fuse excuse with sorrow -- nightmared. 

Bulletproof and ironhided, like Angel-kind, they see no flares; 

only the quest, and that's it, no rest, no feelings ire, nobody cares...

Homare Arisugawa as the diplomat

 Based on S1 ep 10 

Most people think, diplomats ought to be picture perfect, like diamonds without a flaw. That is very far from the truth. It is true, that they need raw talent in telling the ugly truth, which may alienate people from you, as is Homare's forte, but he's true strength is acknowledging his shortcomings. It is a good thing, then a person, who wants to be the diplomat and bring rivaling factions together, admitts, he is lacking in empathy. Too much confidence in the fields of empathy drives out and smothers it. King Solomon is the most notorious example of Empathy, in the Bible, due to who he was, whence he came, and who was closer in the line of succession. At a point his brother Adonija staged a coup, which was only intervened, by having Solomon put on the throne, while King David was still alive. There was no temple and people still used offering mounds, which made offering 1000's troublesome. Solomon, was at his lowest and was propelled at his highest, there he had no kind of hindrance. All the wisdom; all the money; all the love of his people and peers and surrounding neighbours, even women. That is a danger for the diplomats heart and senses. It is better to be an emotional cripple; a little bit autistic, there you understand, you need help from others, than to be totally autonomous. I think the "broken cyborg" side of Homare Arisugawa is also cute. The way, he always tells, what he thinks like a 6 year old, without regard, how it may fall short -- because his insight is impeccable. Just watch the show, and you have to admit, even without the Loupe of Sincerity, he could describe the problem accurately. 

Empathy is not a one man ability, its a combo ability, which gives its true power, then you admit, that you don't always know and understand, what the others are thinking and feeling. Its about listening, just like a poet does. Sometimes its about failing with your friends together...

The suggestions, Homare Arisugawa was able to give thanks to the loupe of Sincerity, brought also out the fortes of the other characters, how to make their acting better. I'm happy that God troupe is the Antagonist, it brings the best out of Winter, revealing how far you can fall, if you only trust in your talent and experience but refuse taking your opponents seriously and improving on your own act. There can be no navel-gazing on the stage... 

People should take Homare's admissions at 14:14; 14:31; 14:59 seriously. There can be no Empathy, without this level of honesty towards yourself and your friends and peers. You have to respect yourself at a high standard to be regarded on that level by others. Respect and understanding dost not come anywhere else, nor Empathy. Empathy and Sympathy. Push and Pull like the ebb and the flood of water.

Haruhi Suzumiya would be the female version of a perfect diplomat... although being this young, she has too much confidence and should tone bit down. Getting older, will probably solve that for her. 

Off-End-Dead

 Pretended to be offended; often the dead offerings, 

cough and swing chicken-winged with depressing 

matters in the bark and Karl Lark Lagering Lagerfeld.

On The End did I D.O.D or O. J oh Geezuz priority check: 

"To pass the ketšup and go back to bed!" Looney-Moon

Some druncard sailors there frettening to raise Communism, 

as Ash Ketchum caught up with Corona Chan, to train Picachu; 

who didn't like the poison attacks -- Preludes intruded...

to surprised clownfeces and back to surprised disgusted Picachu.

I was out to lunch with Legion; Nietzsce and Borat -- 

Emanuelle was the hand maid -- at least her cellphone had such anime on; 

the violins there made in Koh-I-Noor. John Wick placed his order, 

to kill the competition; the tender meat barrelhunted petitions on some Ethereal Thane, 

Ethan would not have disavowed, to blow up Kreml; and the Empire State, in one set.

That would be the difference -- add in the forbidden palace, and we got ourselves a Sweet Jesus Deal! 

Defecating and defamating in the hoisted pretorian, retarding in the sheathe. 

The saving throw-up brought only snake-eyes and an Epic Fail... Disquantified for two 1-drops; 

at the same time. -- Now you have to fuck up twice simultanously. Dost that account, two minus 

make one perfect 20? My moral wings there on high gear. King Lear 

Goof to go Blair Witch meats Vanity Fair. Such ploys, there all abide by the rules are boring -- 

just bring your own ToS and see what happens! "Now now, little D -- if you dpm't eat your veggies, 

Donald Trump pee under your bed and win an election. We have to give head to stay ahead!!" 

Into the void -- before Trump can do it. "Better we burn everything to cinders, than them!" 

No credit due -- the account was overdrawn, I had to fawn on John Swan ans Sena 

Never liked those; not even disliked to meh shoes -- Fake people are such a drag in the drop. 

"Mickey Mouse, what is in between the R the D and the C?" "Riddick?"

"Wrong, sit down! ReDCon the floor of Politico!" That bite harder than bleeched laptops and Manchurian Candids on dates with the offspring of Elm-Street. Freddy must have mist a spot...

What makes a good poet

 A good poet listens more, than he writes. It may sound absurd, because a poet is rewarded by its results, but those results are like the proverbial Iceberg. Listening; Meditating; Mulling over words; Expressions and Feelings, are the colour palette, the poet uses to paint his canvases, to frame his stories and imageries.

Not always dost, the poet know all the figures of speech, thus his must travel far and close; to and through. to keep learning and relearning the same language, multiple languages. Jumbling it up to its building blocks and finding new ways, how to make words and expressions connect to each-other. 

The point is not to make the best and greatest poem, what wins awards. That would be, like entrenching the canvas in neon colours, maybe it will draw attention once; twice; thrice -- eventually it will dull the senses, because you're too much invested inside. 

Those who breathe in, also must master breathing out. After a long day, there is a night. There are so much more aspects to life than success-stories. Sometimes, the defeat stories are far more compelling, because, they forced the poet, to outsource and go forth to exit his comfort zone. He couldn't stay with his straight and narrow to find a new pathway back to his old home in a different time. 

Silence is very important, in writing poetry -- both in finding a space to write, but allowing space to listen. If you add picture over picture over picture, most people get overwhelmed and don't know, what should they digest first, standing in front of the pastry wall stretching far and whide -- up and below. Always mind about the audiences ability to grasp, what you are refering to. Because you're not writing to yourself, although that can be sometimes also refreshing. You're on a mission, and that must be accomplished, with as little effort as possible. 

The best poets give ideas to others and then vanish into the shadows, letting others have their encore and debut on the stage. Giving inspiration and insight is far more rewarding, than using it yourself. Seeing, how someone else run with it, and made it his own, in ways, you might have not even fathomed. That is the true spirit and genius of Poetry. To be the medium between madness and Wisdom. The Holy Fool, who steps into the ravine, to go from mountaintop to mountaintop. 

Don't pursue greatness on your own, let Greatness pursue you, as you do your thing. Greatness is like a spoiled courtier -- she's impervious to your flatteries and gifts and you can never possess her love, but you can gain her faint smile every now and then, if you're determined to go your way unabated. Temperance and Dicsipline are keys. Then you lack Discipline, make it yours. Take no prisoners and no's for an answer...btw. learn to break the rules and get out of the box. If you see, that something, what you're taught, dost not work and you can fuck it better, then go for it. Godspeed. 

Possessive love

 I have realised, that the biggest difference -- based on the blind prince story -- what Christianity and Buddhism pose, is possessive love. Then Buddhists seem to be like a tranquil field in the sun. So peaceful and serene, while Chritianity seems to be a dark ominous grotto, full of torture devices; shackles and iron maidens. I like those ^^ UWU Then buddhist want to experience the releace of your mind and worries; Christianity seems to drive those worries to make us spend more time with God, until we are utterly immersed and possessed by this entity and its teachings. The problem is not the possessiveness, but the fact, that not many minds can take this, without growing bitter and resentful towards such God. As a stress releave, they start bulling and oppressing or simply condescending on those, who are lower. Because they could master so many rigors, while they are still acolytes. The possessiveness in Christinity is meant to drive people to realize, what a great gift our life and time here are. To appreciate everything, what comes your way, both good and evil, and see the best in Man. Too bad many great Christians only see, what they excell in order to have pragging rights. I guess they are not possessed enough, if they can find so much spare time for that. 

The truth is, it seems to me, that both Buddhism and Christianity are two different paths, leading on top of the same mountain. Wheather you releace all your worries, or worry yourself into Love, does it really matter. As long you can let go, then the time comes. That is also a key principle they don't teach willingly. You possess, but you don't smother, like holding a peach in your closed hand, you don't grasp it so hard, until the juices mingle out. You own it, but you're willing to share it and let go of it. 

I don't know, if my such meditation was of help, but here it is... UWU

Angels and Demons

 Angels are made for flying, for their friends giving it all; 

no regards for limitations. Walking miles on lullabies, 

tireless in effort and without sorrow in their posture. 

Not holding back their hides, as the market encloses.

Demons are made for trotting, to scold the rules and gloom;

delinquent in nature, unquenched curiosity in its brightest: 

"I bloom for your sworn duty, to become a groom-interlude; 

may the dark forest entice you to try new ways of best!" 

Angels are bound to be steadfast, solemnly holding the Mass; 

shoulder to cry on and lion to roar laughter, dependable fortress.

The Camel, who gets through the needle, needless to say; 

without the pillow nor peasant going to war...

Demons are bound to be wicked, furious in their passion; 

compassionate lovers and inate insatiable undecover. 

Walking alone like the cat, who owned the mouse,

later eating the naivete, and the game on a mission.

What you shall be is up to you, but why should I choose -- 

Angel nor Demon, Darkness nor Light, let it be both; 

Going South through the True North -- Lancaster or York;

embarking on the Carneval of congest of courtiers and Jesters.

Homare Arisugawa -- the Poet

 A3! S1 Ep.8 14:31 

"Faraway montage, 

repeated decantage, (settling)

youths faded memories -- 

disappearing theories; 

accumulated calories." 

Oh my, it really reminds me of my style ^^ I'm in love with myself now UWU

The way its simply put together to resemble a four liner, while at the same time disregarding the order entirely The fifth line is only echoing the fourth, and could do without. Its basically the terror dolls loop in poetry form. That would explain the deja vu feel between fourth and fifth. Using associations of consumption and melting. Very zen. How things become one with nothing. Its seems simple, but is exrremely hard to come by on the go. It might be a reference to the koan about the log falling in the forest, then nobody is there to behold and hear it. Does it really happen, or is it nonevoid, for us not being there; or the Schroedingers cat problem in the west. Is it dead or alive. If we would look in the box, we would know, but we wouldn't have the problem anymore. At least, that's how I'd deduce it...

Please, do watch the show a3! I recommend it ^^ I hope there will be more poetry like that, I can't wait. ^w^

You guys are amazing

 Nothing beats black numbers in the morning. After the May 22th height of 46, we got down to  11-15-12 .

On 26th it climbed to 20 and I was ok with it, but this morning... OwO My God 43!! You Americans rock, it has to be you guys, then I look at the metrics. And its just 7.29 AM in Estonia... ^^ 

Chrome 98; Safari 66; Firefox 28; MSIE 3

Macintosh 92; Windows 76; Compatible 26 Linux 1 

Search tags 192 Else

USA 116; Germany 26; Estonia 24; France 21 (Who hurt you?); UK 2 (Thanks for finding me, its an honour); Portugal 1 (How's the weather down there, its mostly raining in Estonia, I don't mind this Juvia Lockser mood, but my friends want more sun, could you spare some for me, :Appreciate you sticking around. :S UWU) Else 5 (I love else, else is good. Else deserves its own Isekai X^D)

Keep up the good work, maybe some comments and critiscism would do wonders. =))

My enemies are my true Friends

 I don't wanna kill my enemies, they are my closest Friends; 

pointing out my fuckups, and critically injuring my false pride.

Why should I hate that, then those friends that say "Orbit is not square!" 

I don't need your Jobs friends; I don't need your fake smiles and take cares; 

what I need -- to be held in high standards, so I could pull through; 

be the Kings chosen White Mare. To ride to battle and take the pike; 

so the King could emerge victorious, what could I else put up my sight! 

Better high stakes; odds what don't surmount well, to have the last Man standing; 

than a manhole in one to be the casual NPC and unix in coding trait but not really... 

Thank you, Google, regards.

 I don't like to write positive stuff, but while I was writing one of my poems. It was "The force Majeure is stronk in French" I believe, I started to word-scatting, as I always do, and checking their meanings via google. Then I took Homare, because I wanted to hint at an Estonian Fairy tale with a magical lobster, what became Homare in another Nation, there it was translated into, google incidentally suggested Homare Arisugawa to me from A3. What made me run with that name, was his description. Please note, I havent seen this Anime before I wrote the poem, Right now I have watched 6 episodes 3 at a time. I don't need to know stuff ahead, because my gift allows to lend things from the future. That's why I always got better grades in singing, if I was teamed up with somebody, while lacking confidence. The description deeply moved me, just like the second suggestion, to watch a YouTube Video about The Buddhist tale about the blind prince -- possessive love. It made me revalue my self-image and how I see myself in my faith. I also value poetry, which is my strongpoint, not many people can hold my water, What I lack, is performance and implementing my knowledge and passion onto the stage. The same was true in writing Sermons, on paper they had fervor, but on stage they shrunk, because I don't like it in there -- in the pulpit. If I but could forget myself, I could be a hell of a performance artist. But now I can just write about it. I always wanted to perform on the street, for those, who cannot pay for it. Having amassed together ridiculous values, what are rather eclectic, it always has run short. Finding an anime character, who sees the world as I see it, was to say the least -- creepy. Like somebody was holding a mirror in front of me, showing off, the raw unused talent I still possess and could hone into a skill. Also watching Autumn troupe -- coutos to the writer of this show -- you got stuff, it was a humbling experience and those characters would go far with lord Jesus Christ. This is my vision, how a good Christian church should look like. The way they find their troupe S1 ep 1- S1 ep 3 How they bond together and deal with mistakes and failure, helping each-other become the best they can offer S1 ep 4 - S1 ep 6 I am looking forward to seeing more of it, 3 episodes at a time, to savor the taste and learn more of it. This should be in any acting or Christian mentoring manual, as mandatory watch list. 

I'm surprised, I could avoid posting my usual spoilers. I guess it has changed me significantly. I'm not gonna loose to a buddhist story and make my own story of being a Christian become much better. That much I owe that Prince, who could gouge His eyes out; recant His title and withhold from Vengeance, the Prime three of my sins I have yet to master. As a gamer and poet, who writes his poetry in that particular way, I am really proud and dependant on my eyes, although, they have brought me great shame, first for being four-eyed and wearing glasses and for having a lazy eye. Laser surgery could fix it, but I don't got that money. So now I have to tilt my body and look in an angle, to make the eyes look in the same direction, which brings out my feminine side I got from my mother, and which I loathe. I should look more manly. Thats why I goof off about LGBT being yeallous about them. I wouldn't mind about them although, its not what a fundamentalist Christian should say. Futanari look really cute, I have to admit. >///////< I wish I could be more courageous than my shy self allows. I even gave myself the title Whiteraven, so I wouldn't have to bear my real name "Kristjan Räst" what has been a menace for me since my birth. I have tried to be a Good Christian all my life, while always feeling to be lacking in the core principles. Being much taller than usual at my age, I never wanted to lead. I picked the Bible up quite well and excelled it more than anybody in my Bible class, but I still felt like an Alien from Sirius (Siirus -- honesty in Estonian) It was given to me as a nickname from www.poogen.ee, there I wrote poetry under the name "Walgekaaren" for my brutal childlike nature, of always speaking up my mind, even if it was a detriment to my social life or "Whiteraven" in English. I always felt like one, who is a little bit aloof, into the woods and not into town. For that reason, I never wanted to take life seriously, because why would it matter. The odds there always stacked against me. I could never make friends, who would go out to do the crime, like Potters father and friends there. Most people do not understand me, because I always been "outwhere" Estonians tell in the lore, that children like me, "get snatched by elf-kind or fairies" today you would say. Fox Mulder, who's been abducted as a child by aliens. I could never live without my name, I gave myself, because then I would feel nude before the silent gaze of lord Jesus Christ. I know, He wouldn't judge me, but still, its unsettling. I want to offer Him  my very best, because I am able. If I just could pull my shit together. Also I am full of Vengeance, for all the things people have wronged me with and my family or country. Who would I be, if I recanted all that? Would I even be me, or would I cease to exist. I know one thing. It would be an honour to work with Team Autumn as their nightguard or janitor and do the lowest possible work. The same is true about that Buddhist prince. It would be an honour for me, washing his hands and feet like a maid does. Still, don't think I'm gonna convert -- it would prove disrespectful to throw away a perfectly fine cup of hot coffee, just because somebody made worthy sencha tea. I will have my hot coffee, and then I'm done drinking it, I shall wash my cup to have some sencha tea, to learn from it. Maybe I like it. But coffee will always be number one in my life. How could anybody trust me, if I treated my own with disrespect, that I wouldn't do the same to theirs. Why should people trust my honesty? It would prove all I have written in this blog, as false. Why would I turn down on my way and my word. Naruto Uzumaki would never do that. So I will walk my path as a Christian, but I will accept the schooling I received. 

Bows down in reverence. Thank you, Google, it was an honour, receiving those suggestions from you. Keep up the good work, and try to be less political, and you'll be making it. Be like water, what nourishes, not like a rock to walk on. Godspeed! ^^

My bank doesn't understand me at all (Conan the Barbarian meme)

 My bank sent me a letter, because I didn't liquidate my pension fund, as was allowed by the law. The reason was not, that I had faith in them, but because I have already given up on that money entirely. Right now I am waiting for the second upheaval time like at the time Rubles became Kroon and our savings there eaten up 1:10 or the time Kroon became euro and it was 1:17 I expect the next wager to be 1:22 or better... maybe even 1:47

So anyway this funny woke letter, tells me alot why the funds of workers are so fucked up. 

I will only point out, what drew my attention, because most was just pep talk, business as usual, so you could have a laugh. 

"The primary objective of this Pension Fund, is to help to prepare for your time betters. The more you add-up, the more care-free your life." 

In other words, work harder and overtime, while the tax code fucks you up and pennalizes you for doing so. No thanks, I like my 196 hours, there is nowhere to advance from there wihtout paying too much taxes, so EKRE could play belittled Trumoler, while not even understanding, why Trump was popular or the Reform party Tee-heeing like Kamala Harris. No wonder we're getting fucked in the ass and in the mouth simultanously, while stroking dicks with both hands. What's next? Are you gonna insert a Futa impression, so we could have another hole to fuck? 

"Also you should mind, that your money is invested the right way. With good intentions in mind. We believe in investments, what have a future and are progressive, We shall invest your money into Environment and that the society could advance into the Future." 

Gee thanks, more bloat and support for start-ups, what cannot function on their own, because they got no support on the ground level. Environmentalism dost not need more money in Estonia, but more real leaders, who do real action on the street, not go to fancy restaurants at my expence. Or fancy hotels for meetings. If you wanna help the environment, help the garbage brigades, or start your own; help the food banks or start your own. help the homeless shelters or start your own; help the jobless to find work not outsource from the outside, educate them to love black labor, because Estonians start to develop this posh attitude, that they are too good for strawberry farming. We have to invite Ucrainians in to get the job done. And then we fuck with those farms for daring to admit so. I don't hear about any goverment or your funded grants to become a strawberry picker, because that is not very cool and high esteem job. 

"WE AVOID -- investing into local businesses and govermental grants, what destroy the environment, and society. Your money wont support arms development; coal mining  or violating human rights." 

Oh, so you gonna be political, although that is not your business and behind your back you support Chienase sweat shops, but don't fret, not with my money!! That's lke the pedo meme about the man auditioning for daycare said, that he don't molest kids on duty only on spare time. So it not represent the policies of the daycare. Why would you ever invest in developing weapons. Its not that we have an angry aggressive Neighbor, who invaded parts of Ucraine and Georgia, to defend his honour or anything. Why would we possibly need to advance our defencive capacity, for we're all just friends here!! Why would we support the Government, because we actually want it to depend from outside funding, just like Kalevipoeg sold his ancestors lorebook to the Germans. It totally checks out. Yeah! That German literate, who wrote Kalevipoeg was onto something, understanding the very soul of Estonia. Why would we need independent energy systems, we can get electricity from Mother Russia!! You just have to change your policies accordingly and dirt cheap electricity is yours. This very statement is in violation of the Human rights of every Estonian, because it will groom us into becoming a bitch. Not that we don't like the cocks of UN; EU and USA I just didn't know, we wanna get from Mother Russia some Futa love as well. Why not invite China and North-Korea into the gangbang then? Why discend on them? 

"PARTICIPATE -- in those companies, we invested in Work with them for a brighter future."

In other words, you will butt in them doing their thing, so the globalist agenda would gain momentum. If their vision deviates from your understanding *cough* potato square farming *cough* how things should be done. That really gonna give us new things not decadence and mediocricity with a pinch of stagnation. I really feeling confident now, how my funds shall scyrocket. Yup X^D

"ANALYZING -- the companies impact on environment, make risk assessments, based on the valid criteria at hand on the field." 

Because we don't want to cut costs but do it as expencive as possible, so all the money would be spent, because otherwise I would be like Macaulay Culkin and buy candy for it. X^D :P #^^# so brutally funny, I don't know if to laugh or to cry.... 

You're a bank -- you make money. You don't have to tell me the Truth, the Fucking Truth and The God dman whole Truth, there exactly it goes, unless it makes revenue for me. We're not friends nor allies nor anything (Corso in Elevator speech with Balcan meme) Aslong as I get paid well from the fund, I'm happy. Something tells me the best money is made in -- Chinease sweat shops; armsdeals; farmacy labs; and such projects. You can deny anything Lord of War style, as long you don't get caught and disavow the rest. Don't worry, we workers will give our hides, if you get caught. You think, I am stupid, and don't know who you are and who I am and what impact it makes? Why do you think, I have no credit card with you and only debit? Because you suck and ate up Hansabank, the Estonian bank, Mr. Swedbank from Sweden! That's why I have an account on you, not because I love you. As soon as I can, I will defect to somewhere else, who doesn't wanna fuck up Estonias economy and stage a coupe to let in Russias troops, because thats what your policies impact us. I would see it differently, if you would assure me, that the Sweds are coming back to Estonia, to establish their own Commonwealth. I have always, though being a Communist, supported constitutional Monarchy, because that's the only thing, that keeps the lords and the peasants tearing each-other apart. But really, why would we be friends. I am dirt poor and live on minimum wage and cannot surmount you Black American Express worth (0.5M per year) fiscality. Where do you think you serve, in Mogadishu? Go fuck yourself and get yourself fired. Don't send me such upsetting correspondence, to make me rethink there my bankaccount is, I don't liike that. >_< As a courtesy, because I am failing in my office too and cannot judge, I will not dox your name in this post. Just don't send me any e-mails in the future, thank you and have a nice day. <3

PS I only left the money in the funds, so you could have enough money to hang yourselves Waterloo style and have no excuse. You banks only learn if you get Baltic-Germanned. Or you can prove me wrong, I love to stand corrected. That would mean, my funds and Estonia will also do well. Godspeed ;))

I don't want to rue the World

 I don't want to rue the world, many Christians ruled this way; 

I'm not platform, for this bullshit -- give me rules and go away. 

Everybody wants to rue the World. Ruah, Ruah, bama iwwa; 

Adama Elyon aher laylah (Breathe Spirit - offeringmount nurtures all

beget from Man, the Highest mountain is the likeness of the night) 

Everybody wants to rue the World. 

Smiting dragons, bashing heathens; torching Manors, manners stifen

/(Site, cite Sight -commons In - Insite; Incite; Insight do you reed me? Do your Thing!

El Shaddai most Attributing Holyness - if you tarnish His shrine, loose all statpoints!!)

Everybody nods their empty heeds. Warnings due, then Job's friends snicker; 

"I can see!" - "Well, farewell helping!" Everybody wants to rue the World. 

Summon harlots; bring in tidings -- drink from Holy Grail, put feat on the Arc -- 

Everybody wants to rue the World. Adonai, shall bring down haughties; 

What makes you think,  God dost not choose naughty? Everybody wants to rue the World!

Adonai -- God the Mightiest, among Christians based on the Song "Thou art mighty Adonai!"

El Shaddai - God the Richest. I took the liberty of changing it to God of Attributes, because that is more closer, because if you anger this trait of God, its like throwing your dice and getting the 1 as in total fail, as opposed of getting the perfect 20. Legal Disclaimer: NEVER EVER EVER PISS OFF EL SHADDAI, OR KARATE KID - SHRINE WILL FORSAKE THOU1 :(( You have been warned

El Elyon -- God the Highest Mountain If you wish to have a Moses on the  mountaintop experience, mostly useful to buddhists, who wanna shut off this world, to hit Nirvana, but mostly useless, to people these days. After all you wanna get laid and much money and prestige. What will you do up there, with no oxygen, if you wanna rather be meat in the stew and live in the valley -- be left the fuck alone?

Scatterbrian

 Scatterbrian was on cian, the brainy ingrain and no shame yee;

suburban in caravanned burbone Cara mia de Chio Renault Clio - 

the rainbow crayon what craved to berave the ravens flashlight-telltale

on the rocks, in the doxx -- as the Red sox had to Wilcox onatops. 

The Boston parried a tea, as I had to haul coffee in my coffin; 

smuggling it on bootleg from Hell to Heaven and backstreets enpoise.

One more Indian going for Wounded Knee, as my cold shoulder drank 

Corn-Holio and duke had some Corona to rip of your shirt and shit in your brains. 

One leg in dead, the other in life, owing the pope some Alumni and goo' mooning!!

Don't call me to life

 Don't call me, to live once more, then disgarded the other day; 

why suffer another daybreak and nightingale to have turned U-Cockoo; 

cock-ado of a triskeleton concubine, clandestine in the destinies call. 

Gal you gallows disallow the wallows, in my walloped envelopes and wallets.

I don't let you try to columbine those Indigo rivers pass and go away my 

rivets, those sorrowful murky eyes, singing you Galileo Figaro Magnifico.

The Bohemians are raping the wordsworth and swording the fish-stick; 

my lips so glued to the gnashing tooth, swallowing my prides quenching...

Don't call me, to live once more, ignite my stillborn stove, out of coal; 

if you wish no Amber in my dismembered Novembers and Decembers. 

Alone in my Fantaghiro going Futanari, to discern the Sigma omikron Omega.

Confined in my jaywalked greenmiles, I walked in your shoes another time; 

freegrasing-erazing, the brazen solitude of intruding the attics stood. 

Wrest from my blooded wrist the last cut and curtaincalls to pray the Piper 

Prue and Phoebe, enpowering from 3 to 6 and 22 was zeroing in on the touchstone. 

Witches stakes, I raise the kite, to lightning on the thunderous darkwoods spire. 

Don't call me, to cackle the Carmichael and Jesus as my frozen undershores score; 

forevermore the Erevon I won from the collectors store, I implore to nothing I sore. 

More poetry, than eyes could feast another boar in the bored daise of youre lore; 

If I wore a jackass, some people still think, the devil got another offering and chill; 

wounding the ghouls I couldn't kill with my thrilling skill of defibrilating debris fire at will.

I will and you willson -- I Denis, you omission, to impossible the plausible denials; 

chasing after the rabid dogs, then the hugtrain was looking for Big trouble in Argentina;

and Karenina cried me a river of oil, I Poole in my glassy eyes to oldschool the Cyprus Fools.

If I was a bad actor

 How can a Christian be a bad actor? It was my lifes dream, 

to act on stage, but I can't stand myself in the mirror -- 

Christians do no plays, while being the most playful tricksters.

What is the reality and what's the truth, seeking for the most accurate 

proverb can lead to selfish love and hatred, one eye at a time. 

Judging Homare Aisugawa and the blind buddhist prince, 

can I ever dare opening Google again, to scat words and verbalisations. 

A3 is so creepy, who could have known, that my personality is a play in a show!! 

Like Narcissos, should I fall in love or like Arachne be dismayed of finding no error there?

If I was a bad actor, all Jokers jests would open up for me, I could be the servant 

of the virtuous and finally find peace. How could a buddhist tale and acting anime 

touch me so deep my throat went soar. Am I loosing my edge, for finding no ills 

in those I wills, that I have to resign in confined continuendos and Dove Nintender.

The Force Majeure is stronk in French

 The Force Majeure is stronk; like the Merovingian out for a poke; 

Omon-Ra had a heatstroke, seeking misled objectives in digimon. 

Assimilating Borg-codes and conducts not from this dimensions Apogee...

Monika was agitated and sued the thunderdome of Madmax. 

Only her can lock them up and throw away the key. Just behave, 

write some powerty on your Qwerty no overture, to be Les Miserables. 

Don't you dare to erect statues on our befallen tin-soldiers, who got

smelted away, while caressing the paper-doll back and forth, we're 

never been allowed... Disavowed in our compassion to run away Nightmares. 

The happily everafter not a thing in the menu nor stars but -labyrinth of Pan. 

To harmonicon the necrosages and -acolytes, who forgat to pay ransom to Trancedom. 

The Steampunks and Cybermages are offended now, for not being invited on the LGBT. 

In memoriam Gabriel, Mirabeau, constituting at hand -- viva la revolution -- Traitor; Savior 

or trickster Fiend. Who could telltale to the backseat drivers, who only tally on the wheelcarriage, 

to then move on their own regards. Regally disregarding all previous posthumous Infidelios, 

Wagner wouldn't have dared to write in spite of Nietzsche and Christendom. 

Thirst so stronk as Christian, now so stronk in Atheism -- I salute you, Frenchman! 

At least you try to be you, not like the English, who forgat about Shakespeare and Conan Doyle. 

How can Arthur pull his sword from the gossip-stone, The Trek was starring cohost Picard and William Shatner for the Wallace and Gromit show, to beat the cissorhands of Ctrl-Cancel-Del?

Then the last sip has been drank, throw away the cristal chalice, lest somebody else drinks your joy!!

Dare even to be the traitor for the common good, to let one value defeat the other and ask it to 

sortie de ban before the vojeur junkfood. Not all can be decadent, some are avant garde or incompétent 

no Compt nor Antante would recognize in their cognitized disorderly conduct to miscarriage 

the archon of death like he is the new covenant. The Force Majeure is stronk in French. Better 

do a Sith.com do rap in Gasgogne to be one with D'artagnan and Cyrano de Bergerak driving a 

Beugeot in Bijoux  To counteract Breakfast in Tiffany for the better Karenina moment. 

Being killed by diamonds is the best way to go out of this world with a fizzling bang. 

My dark humour is hanging in there hunting for Homare Arisugawa to grant Whiteraven three wishes.

But Honore de Balzac had to cough on this. Thus I still watch my holy auge fissurée Auguring away. 

For there is no fish nor spoon to have a cold dish to prelude "Tristan and Isolde"

Honoré Gabriel Riqueti, Count of Mirabeau (9 March 1749 – 2 April 1791)

Richard Wagner - "Tristan und Isolde", Prelude

https://youtu.be/J-qoaioG2UA 

VOCAL TRANCE LEGENDS 2021 [FULL ALBUM] 

https://youtu.be/il0A1osfdG4

Good H&M Bad Nike

 Normally I shut myself out of this world, then I go to work, because there are so many eye-sores what deplete my batteries, -- suffer my tangent, until it gets to the title -- and you can only drink stronk coffee so much, until the doctor says: "It's time to stop!" like the internet meme with the clock. God I love those X^D

Today I found myself accidentally watching Fox Life. I know, my Mom must have forgatten it on this channel, then she was done watching it yesterday. So I woke up 5 AM in the morning to be ready for my work at 8 AM. Had my morning session 20 push-ups and 20 ducks. Then had my three bagels with fois gras and egg-paste and stronk coffee. I make the blend myself, and then my mom and her boyfriend, then they wake up,  complain, how it stops their hearts -- but it keeps me going, or I would be asleep and meditating in the office all day like Shikamaru. We can't have that, can we now  :S 

The Fox Life show, what I found myself watching, while hating this romantic stuff, was Season 2 Ep. 12 of "Bless this mess" Some chick from the City was getting married, and her sober bestie made the arrangements for her wedding. I hated her (the City girl) from the beginning, because she was wearing one of those coats. You can only wear pelt or furman or some other expencive coat, if your sugardaddy hunted and skinned itself. Even better, if you are the Orcish Amazon, who hunted it and put food on the table, then I really gonna raise the hat before you. I always wanted to find a good lord or lady, to stop being a freelancer and become samurai. Its hard for a Godo's irregular to be disciplines, then your first instinct then facing criticism, is to burn that fucker down. I don't like cockblockers. Just watch the MTG Kamigawa card. I have no discipline. Maybe that's my discipline, who knows... Anyway, that city chick was three mouthfuls, not just one mouthful, and the sober bestie had her work cut out for her. I really pitied her, then the City gal, was flirting with everything, while the soon to be husband, was okay with it. Maybe it reminded me too much about myself, that she was so inconsiderate, that I had this bruh girl moment. Boyfriends should not be ok with that!! 

I was already good shutting it down, then there was a subverting expectations moment. A Black Mama police officer, who was somehow married to the farmer, who also got flirted by the soon to be wife, had a falling out, so the Big Mama was on a war path -- and cancelled the Wedding. At first she could only cancel it to the besties boyfriend, who had to work this issue, to get the liquor licence for the wedding and the wedding licence -- because they actually forgat to file it. X^D I didn't know if I should feel sorry for them, or be pissed off by this disregard. Btw. I really dig that Big Mama, she can write me a ticket any day, then I am Jaywalking and lock me up >///////////< I love women in uniform, they work so hard and are always so level headed and disciplined. I can't do that myself... :S :(( 

Anyway, the boyfriend of the bestie, had this awesome idea to try to play Show-host, to make the Big Mama and Angry Farmer get along, to get the alcohol licence and wedding going on. Obviously, the Angry Farmer was getting it sooner, than the boyfriend, and bunkered up. The boyfriend, who was oblivious, that bunkers have an entrance, started to look for it with a shovel!! You can't make this up. It's so stupid and silly, its actually good. OwO Meanwhile the City Girl was having a rave in that barn, and accidentally found the bunker, which the boyfriend of the bestie and son of Big Mama there still digging. The rave got some attention, because obviously only fans galls can't hide their locations, and had the entire fandom attend -- while still not having the licence. So then Big Mama got in da house, she had to arrest them all, and look how handy the bunker got, as an incarceration cell. 

And now Big Mama and Angry Farmer got one on one talk, they there evading, settling with a police radio ship, so they wouldn't wear each-other down. That's some 10-4 action I wanna see every day =))

And then the Wedding could commence. Oh I forgat that the Bestie and City gal had unfinished business too, because they forgat to settle it, then one grew up, to say, that they missed their breakfast together. Too bad you can't have this in real life, because of Karening and doxxing, I mean consequenches. to cancel people, who messed up. The reason why I hate romantiscism, for its lie, that you can do this at home -- and then you get cancelled. Because somebody had to politicize your life without your concent. I wish every SJW would fill a concent formular every time in triplicate, before talking to me, to be sure, they don't have a happy and easy go... Let's see how they get the signature from me. >_< 

After this comedy got me in the right mood, then I was at the bus stop I noticed the billboard of H&M with a floating latino chick in the tube "Muudame moodi!" "Let's change Fashion!" and "Lülitu vaikusesse -- leia oma sisemine jõud!" "Turn channel Silence -- find your inner strength!" It was so zen that I had to behold it, I almost was afraid I miss the bus. It wouldn't have mattered, because I always take the bus before, incase, something happens with it, so I can take the real one, so I would never be late to work. I happen to know, how hard it is to shoot it in the water tube, because I watched as a teenager, how people become models. They have to shoot, like 20+ shots to have one or many perfect ones to choose from, also lets just say, the water is not that warm and soft -- to keep holding your eyes open without goggles. I have the utmost respect on a model, who can suffer it, even if her race was premeditated. The next H&M model was blond I saw driving on the bus. She was ok, although she didn't put the same effort in. Or maybe I was looking in the wrong angle. Then the bus turned and it had to be a Nike Billboard with a black woman jumping in a hip fashion on the scene: "Nike ei aegu!!" "Nike dost not expire!!" Excuse me, (Lord of War The Big Boss, who shot his flirting guard dead and is perplexed, that his weapons dealer has a problem with it, lowering the used gun meme) what a bad commercial. Do you wanna jinx yourself? Is that a dare or a promise. Do you have the heat to suffer a Whiteraven lowering his sword? Can you wax my sword, with a nice save like Nicolas Cage did? I think not. I guess I gonna trash all my nike sports wear I still got. No more Nike for Whiteraven. What a bad Godspeed usage!! :(( Never do that, if you wanna survive as a brand. Just like that President, who used "Born in the USA" in his campaign, without the concent and agreement of the author of that song. Does Nike wanna become Arachne, who also disrespected the gods, for not finding any errors in her craft and forgetting to humble herself, got beaten with a shuttle by the angry god and had to hang herself out of shame and was transformed into a spider?! The problem is not the actress, who's the same level good, as the latino in the bathtube I loved so much. The problem is the message, what gives the picture context. Why do you have to say, that you don't take competition seriously. Does that mean, you don't take quality seriously also?? I'm not going to pay your regular branding price, if you gonna lower the bar like that Fuck off, Nike. No Coutos from me!! :( ">_<" #UwU# And this was beginning so well. Gotta get my coffee on, then I'm in the office, Hope your day started better. OwO

How to talk to a Whiteraven, secunded

 1. I got some feedback, that people don't trust me so much, because, they don't believe I'm on their side.

Fair enough. I''m on "Nobody's side" as they say. If people would be able to comply the reediculous ToS, I have devised myself merging together; The Bible; Thus spoke Zarathustra; Bagavadgita; Taodejing; Either/Or then you could be saying, that I'm on your side, whatever nihilistic side of no side it may be. The only thing, you should mind, is not to become Woke! Because if you become woke, I'm definitely not on Your side!! There are so many people, who's side I could be value-wise, but then they open their ugly mouths and reveal of being woke and there is nothing I can do... :S :$ Just be "Nobody" and we'll get along just fine. If you happen to be making yourself the Face or the Name, then you will have issues with me. You see, in my world, The Face and The Name does not compute. I cannot see your Face nor your Name. It would be like seeing a blank blob in a hentai anime, depicting a faceless censored character doing ssomething, he should be ashamed of. You would be better off, being a woman, having been married to 6 men, while the sixth is also not yours, and I can have a nice chat with you, then you have one of those really virtuous profiles, there you just drown in signals and attributes, because those are all promises, you have yet to deliver. And I happen to be able to verify them with the Bible or spiritworld. Also don't ask me about the status of somebody else, unless you want me to put my Ravens Eye on you. If you talking to me, we are only talking to each-other, not gossiping about somebody else and his status in Heaven or Hell. That is none of your business and none of mine, so why do you even have to go there...

2. I also heared, that they say, I should go to a Christian forum and do my thing there...

Please don't be so rough and nasty, somebody might be crying. The only time, I like to go to a Christian Forum, is the time, I like to be tossed down from the mountain atop the homevillage of lord Jesus Christ was built. By default, its not my business to talk to those, who are saved, for my business is to offer help, to those, who are lost and still feeling the need to understand the Gospel, whether they want to like it or not. They already closed one Chriistian Forum in Estonia, because of me... :(( >/////< because how I talked about, how to worship on Sabbath day, then I had no ill will with it whatsoever. Or how to take the Trinity. I don't work with experts but fuck-ups and pupils, whose cup is empty and not full!! 

If I see you do the Usha thing, while I watched you carry the Arc of the Covenant, while not abiding by the ToS because it has to be carried on shoulders not on wheelcarriage and the carriers have to fast and prepare themselves, which takes time. If you start shortcutting, like most Chrsitians always do, please don't do it next to me, because I will be not even the Thunder but the Divine Lightning from lord Jesus Christ striking you down, then you attempt to stop the Arch of the Covenant hitting the dirt, while you hand is made of dirt and violated the ToS. I will fucking kill you on that spot, for disrespect against lord Jesus Christ. :((( Please don't do that. You can be Doeg, who supports the Arch of the Covenant in his house, against his will or the Psa 84:10 Jos 9:1-27 2 Ki 2:15 who trickstered his way to avoid falling under religious genocide and work for all time as the lowest slave in the Temple, who works at the gate, but can never enter. Just don't say, how you're already there, being enlightened then you're not. 

I can only function in my own den, there I do the least of damage to other content creators. The reasons, why I have no content on Bitchute. I just don't wanna risk it of corrupting them somehow. I have been into places and undergone various changes, to have my way of worsipping lord Jesus Christ, and it has had its troll on my fragile mind. 

I don't mind, then my comments get deleted, because its an honest accounting. As long people understand, what I have to say. Its nothing personal. I'm so overtaken and possessed of my understanding of lord Jesus Christ. Nothing else fits inside of me anymore. OwO I don't expect the people to love me back. I don't need to be their best friend -- because I can't afford that anyhow. I could be your Familiar though, - all Witches have at least one Familiar -- if it spites the Chrsitians and their non sequitur with lord Jesus Christ, for He will disavow them, who do more virtue signals than actual work. Virtue signals, like blowing the horn or doing tithes and other merit, because you are rich, hold no currency in Heaven. Its then you treat the Satanist well, or the Gay/Lesbian like a worthy person in society, that will account. Why should God look, how you treat your allies and friends, he looks how you treat your political opponents. In my books, Raging Golden Eagle, although he busts the nut in the Livestream -- I still think its a hysterical one X^D -- has more chances going to Heaven then Kamala Harris, who is the righteous skin colour and the righteous value system etc. There are no values and skin colours nor genders in Heaven. Just pure energy. Just God and your Relationship with God. All I have is my Love to lord Jesus Christ in a much Yuri of DDLC fashion, what would make Natsuki grossed out, so she wouldn't even wanna read my poems, because it made Yuri fap with my pen. I really like these kind of memorabilias, then somebody admitts, she would do that... It would turn me on. >////< I also entrench myself with any kind of meaning of lord Jesus Christ, to be with him all day all night. Every breathe I take is a salutation to lord Jesus Chist. You should read my blog from the beginning and see the yourney I have had thus far, and how my poetry has changed, especially the new years promises section. It will tell you about a man more than anything else, what he promises to do in a new Year, because those are the so called Jubilee promises or Israael. God really accounts on them and is pissed and disappointed, should a Christian or a Jew or a Muslim not heed them accordingly. ALways try to follow through your Jubilee promises. 

3. So what's in it for you? 

Do you need a hentai pillow or punching bag or just the male version of Monika, who would hear you out, no matter what bullshit you quack, just like in DDLC, then go for it. Just don't be fake. Don't think, I'm gonna conquer the World for you to rule, and smite your enemies under your heel. That wont happen, because I don't like peoples minds and personalities to die. I wan't everybody to get the same chance in life and not to be censored of it, just because they happened to not belong to the right social or political group. Its fight club rules, We don't talk about it, but everything else goes ;)) UWU I  mostly can relate to Poetry; Zen; Meditation; WitchCraft; Gaming; Communism (If you mind, that we will not take over the world, to avoid that thing what happened in Soviet Russia and is commencing in Communist China or North Korea) I can only talk about the Utopian version of Communism being a Christian and having taken all atheism out of it, for noncompliance with lord Jesus Christ. He takes shotgun rights, non negotiable. You can yourself, what ever you wanna be, even Kitsune Hime, if you can pull that through honestly --- for I will destroy your mind and spirit, if you fail doing so and give up. Whenever you give up, you should stand up and go back to the beginning and try again. 

4. Do I accept confessions? 

I have adopted the original version of confessing, there both sides confess to each-other; which was abolished by St. Paul, because people started doxxing each-other with the information, they got from the confessionals, being unworthy brothers and sisters to Christ. It was so sad and made lord Jesus Christ weep. If you want to confess to me, you must be able to accept my confessions as well. If you have read my responce to Vee about his videos, then yeah. That's how rough it can become. So please keep that in mind, then you ask me to be your confessional. There are no halfassed things with me only SSS+ stuff. Just as the Fishermans Friends commercial says, I love that stuff "If its too tough, you're too weak!" The best marketing I know of, aside of the classic Snickers commercial. Sometimes the big corpos surprise me and do something nice I can enjoy, but mostly they are gross and I try to evade their P&R to avoid finding a reason, why to hate on their merchandice. Mostly it is easier to buy, then you don't know, how its sold online. Its like the big Corps, don't know how to meme or have lost all thought, how words work in the normal environment. They must be having a lot of Yessir's in their Ivory tower, they travel via elevator hauled up by Rapuntzels genetically altered hair to be so stunning and brave. 

5. Do I accept submission?

Yes I do, provided you offer me no money. You can offer me insults; insight; ideas; Criticism -- but NO MONEY. I earn my own money, just like a prostitute likes no presents, because she can't afford them. I'd rather buy everything myself, because that's cheaper than having it gifted to you. I still remember, how watching Zeitgeist made me write Christian Poetry. If you kill me on the stage, I will respawn like a Male-Darkness of Konosuba with a happy face on >/////< I'm a masochist and I love to be the punchline of any kind of a joke, as long it will relieve the stress Tobi of Naruto stile. I like to assume the Omega Wolf mantle to goof off, to allow the Alpha males to survive. That's what I do. So If you even need to punch something, you know there ro come, I love a good work out, do mop the floor with me UWU Only the chosen few can hire me for money, because I approve their company and what they do in the society, and then I work for minimum wage. I always work for minimum wage!! If you can give me low attribute jobs, there I am the lowest of the low in hierarchy, I can be your man. But don't think for a second, you will use me as your Brand. unless you wanna Nehustan it... and loose all value spiritual or otherwise you believed to have possessed in your life! 

6. Are you safe for work? 

Nope, try not to use my content from your companies computer, because sometimes my aura can dismantle those. We don't want you getting into trouble with your boss about that, do we now ;)) 

You can only use it on your spare time, although sometimes I wish I would heed that council myself and not write so many essays and commentaries/ poetry while working. It's a good thing, it hasn't damaged my work so far, or I wouldn't know there to put my eyes... 

7. Can I do WitchCraft and be a Christian like you?

Hell no, please don't do this at home. Why would you wanna have lord Jesus Christ on speed dial one and Lucifer on speed dial two?? Do you really wanna live, as though your inner spiritual self and the spirit world are one and the same? Please don't do that, you get warped; go insane at best or get lost in the void and are never seen again, while your empty body is ranting and doing heinous creepy stuff on earth. Why would you possibly wanna shame your family like this?!!? I am the personalised incarnation of the young Prophets meme, who asked his friend to smite him, who refused and got eaten by a lion, a stranger then hit him, so he could talk to the King, who let his enemy go. I am that kind of meme from lord Jesus Christ against the Christians, for cutting too much slack. Follow the Bible and what lord Jesus Christ has said, but please don't follow me! Pretty please. I wont be there to rescue you, for I'm not your Superman, Louis Lane!! So don't jump the window to conjure my help. I might let you fall to your demise. The WitchCraft is for those, who can already do it and perceive your setting and coding not for rookies, who are getting started. Always have a sensei with you, then you verify the stuff I am teaching you, to be sure I wont end up corrupting you. Because if you don't heed this warning, its your fault, once you stand trial in the courts of the most high, not the Katanas or Mecha's fault. You wielded the stuff, so you figure out the ToS, how to implement it in your life, or if you even should do this. There are easier paths to Heaven than mine. Just saying. Just don't accept me as your rolemodel. Creepy guh... >_< >/////< "OvO"

Thanks for having this chat through the void. I wish people would comment directly it would make thing easier. Have a nice Monday, Good Night