

Accelerationist fascist fucks.
Accelerationist fascist fucks.
Fuck the voices in here lamenting democrats. This is 100% republican evil. 100% republican fault. 100% who they are. Blame them entirely. They have the reigns of power so blame them for what they do with it. When they take over next year, never let up on them. They never let up on the left, so nail them to the fucking wall for every terrible move they make. Don’t let any fraud dissuade from the fact that this is the republican party and the blame lies entirely at their feet.
The old bitch will hopefully die a lonely, fear filled death in prison.
All the nice things in the world won’t save them from themselves. When the collapse truly begins, and the walls start closing in, they’ll be feeling it. Narcissistic collapse writ large. There isn’t an amount of money large enough to save them from the simple fact that they are as human as the rest of us. And those bunkers will be overthrown, or turned into tombs.
I want them to be the last survivors of a dead world. It’s what they deserve. Kings of nothing. Behold my works ye mighty and despair!
It’s ruined for them too. The stuff they love is also doomed to fall apart; sooner than they think. Sooner than most people are willing to admit. Good luck to whatever life remains.
Petty in a very child minded way, like a 10 year old bully. This is the next 4 years. Petty, greedy children ruining everything.
Having a hobby in a price gouging capitalist hellscape.
AI bots that argue exactly like that are all over social media too. It’s common. Dead internet theory is absolutely becoming reality.
My ball was blue. It’s one of those dog toy soft bouncy ones. Table is rectangular, wood, with a light colored stain that’s well polished. A man casually slaps the ball and I hear the sound that type of ball makes as it bounces without much force. It bounced once off the table, then off the wall onto the floor where it did the dribble bounce off the tile in the kitchen until coming to rest on the carpet in the living room. None of what I see is related to my house.
If I really wanted to, I can vanish into this world I’ve built for the ball. I can get lost, staring out a window or something while not actually seeing anything because I’m in my head. I have hyperphantasia. It’s seen more often than aphantasia, but it’s not exactly common. It’s very useful for creative endeavors, but has a lot of pitfalls; usually involving spacing out at inopportune times.
Millions of people know and are trying to fight. The real truth is a small number of rich people are actively destroying things faster for profit and power. They are working to stop anyone getting in the the way of that. A good number of them are accelerationist psychopaths who should be removed from any position of power.
Personal responsibility is good and nice, sure. One private jet flight nulls years of work a single person does to right climate change. The target for why things are so bad is very clear and very obvious. Eat the rich
Rubenesque didn’t seem to apply.
What a total waste of incredible cosmic power! Tell me oh rotund and couch astride sorcerer; why focus on such shitty, spammy schools of magic?
The death penalty is just a system of torture and bloody minded vengeance. This dude was innocent and it didn’t matter at all. Anyone that argues in favor of this type of shit is a broken minded psycho that should be shunned.
Oh look, another totally real account (awesome name by the way. Makes it easy).
The insane experiment paid off! This game of games is a pure expression for the joy of gaming. I’ve put some hours in just poking around, and find myself consistently pleased at everything I play. Not everything is my type of game, but they still stand out as well made and even drew me in a couple times. Warp tank was the first to really grab hold of me and I want to beat it first.
People keep saying it’s like alternate reality Nintendo, and it’s clear why just by looking at it. I think it’s more the crystallized memory of how those days felt as a gamer. The magic of sitting in front of an old zenith on a rainy day and playing that weird rental you found. UFO 50 is like the smell that triggers a powerful memory you haven’t had in decades. I can’t wait to jump back in.
I’m more commenting on where I live. It’s common knowledge not to play in the lakes or waterways here.
Have fun. The water isn’t supposed to be that color or smell by the way. Notice nothing lives in that water either. Even Beau miles won’t kayak it. You do you though.
Considering flamingos came first, I would say with have flamingo eyes. I wouldn’t be surprised if they were the inspiration.