What does self-worship means to you in practice?
What does self-worship means to you in practice?
Yeah sure. The whole point is to mindfuck yourself properly and hope nobody and nothing will manage to wake you up.
This:
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Only gets in the way when there is an expectation for you to give a shit about others...
I think it may have happened less than 5 times in the past 15 years.
The archaic use of the "God(or god) terms is often so silly no one should believe it, but the contemporary definition for God isn't too far off I suppose.
God has ambiguous meanings depending on the context of the inquiry so its overall implicit usage becomes pretty much meaningless.
There could be a god creator responsible for this 'zoo' called Earth which would be distinguishable from the primordial God, ergo, a primordial God, a creator god, and the relegation continues all the way down a hierarchy to whatever extent any mindfucked individual or contemporary fad or fashion forms to fancy.
I'd rather watch erotic yoga or ASMR than most of that nasty fuckin' porn that's out there. If I only had access to some of that shit when I was a teenager, but no, all I had out there in the sticks was an external antenna with an eventual busted fuckin' rotor, so I had to go outside and turn that motherfucker by hand so I could select between a whopping plethora of three channels and every fuckin' one of them had to have their own unique position for optimal reception.
But since then I've sure come a long way, and that's really all I need to say.
I notice there are a few more displaced girls walking about these days and some of 'em don't look too bad; some come right up to you and ask for money or cigarettes, or you see them at rotaries and other high traffic areas holding signs. Not like your 'typical' homeless, but I'd say more like just jobless or just engaging a quick and easy way to make some cash, and I think it works out pretty good for 'em around here; maybe ballpark scam, but who knows what their story is.
But yeah, some of these chicks don't look too bad, and occasionally when I'm prepping for a shamanic drive I think about grabbing one up for a change of pace. I was out once a couple years back and came across one stranded in East Bumfuck at around 2:00 AM; pulled up and started to talking to her, at a bit of a distance at first because I think she was a little scared, like Leatherface was going to take here home and introduce her to grandpa or mount her on a meat hook, but I'm one of the good ol' boys so we just hung out for a few hours until she got tired of being my squeeze toy, but at that point I think it was time to call it a night or a day anyway.
This lady definitely appeared displaced; the setting was dark, cold, severed, and stark with no relief for many miles, so her situation surely dire 'could have' made her an easy mark.
And based on all of that I was just simply inquiring to the 'why' of where she was at, and once she realized I was not a threat no longer did she fret.
I eventually took her to a quick stop as she wanted a coffee and ultimately at around the break of dawn she bailed out at a boat landing never to be seen or heard from again - the end.
Properly creative.