call me crazy but this is what I actually believe
Is it possible to feel so dead on the inside that the psyche is forced to make itself happy?
Current conditions seem to be that way. But whatever. I'm just tired of having to lie to myself all the time. About pretty much everything. Of ignoring the cold reality that is my life.
But why should I care? All 3 halves of me have been dead for years now anyway, with this weak body running on bare minimums as is.
If a possession is held for too long, both the ghost(s) and host body are weakened and eventually breakdown. Which is why it is rarely seen anymore.
Though I really shouldn't bother because most people wouldn't believe it, understand it, anything of the kind. Most of the human race is still stuck in the mindality that they have complete* control over their deemed "lives". Which is bull if anybody were to ask me. But that's just my opinion.
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*complete meaning that they can choose their own destinies and life how they would want it, perfect. well you can't because only a certain amount of that kind of power is available, and when you do manage to find a way to borrow some.
So don't do it. I tried and everybody else I cared for, if even a little shred, had their lives turn out miserably.
--This is what happens when I pray. And now you also know why I hate "godly" religion so. People want to be strong when it didn't exist in them, and expect to be given it from an all powerful being. But what they don't realize is that it has to come from somewhere else. And that god can only go so far without creating an anomaly in the fabric of reality unknown to humans. (because humans are blind to what they can't understand, and are otherwise just plain stupid.)
So who has the right to say which people are more deserving?
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As equally dangerous, you DO NOT want to know what happens when I start cursing.
That's the stuff nobody else knows about me. You'd be speaking tongues for a week. (has happened to somebody!)
Overall, don't tell me how I should do anything. I'll plumb ignore you, and mentally defile on your ancestor's grave and burn it. And that's if I like you.
Current conditions seem to be that way. But whatever. I'm just tired of having to lie to myself all the time. About pretty much everything. Of ignoring the cold reality that is my life.
But why should I care? All 3 halves of me have been dead for years now anyway, with this weak body running on bare minimums as is.
If a possession is held for too long, both the ghost(s) and host body are weakened and eventually breakdown. Which is why it is rarely seen anymore.
Though I really shouldn't bother because most people wouldn't believe it, understand it, anything of the kind. Most of the human race is still stuck in the mindality that they have complete* control over their deemed "lives". Which is bull if anybody were to ask me. But that's just my opinion.
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*complete meaning that they can choose their own destinies and life how they would want it, perfect. well you can't because only a certain amount of that kind of power is available, and when you do manage to find a way to borrow some.
So don't do it. I tried and everybody else I cared for, if even a little shred, had their lives turn out miserably.
--This is what happens when I pray. And now you also know why I hate "godly" religion so. People want to be strong when it didn't exist in them, and expect to be given it from an all powerful being. But what they don't realize is that it has to come from somewhere else. And that god can only go so far without creating an anomaly in the fabric of reality unknown to humans. (because humans are blind to what they can't understand, and are otherwise just plain stupid.)
So who has the right to say which people are more deserving?
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As equally dangerous, you DO NOT want to know what happens when I start cursing.
That's the stuff nobody else knows about me. You'd be speaking tongues for a week. (has happened to somebody!)
Overall, don't tell me how I should do anything. I'll plumb ignore you, and mentally defile on your ancestor's grave and burn it. And that's if I like you.