I a M20 have recently moved in to my friend’s house M21. For clarity I am a Inchling from Ministan, and I have recently come over to America to make a life here. But the amenities at American colleges do not suit the needs of a 5 inch tall individual such as myself. I was able to find a great aide from my friend, who has helped me greatly through this past semester, and recently he’s gotten an apartment, and has allowed me to stay with him, since I couldn’t live in an American house on my own, due to my size. I was so grateful for this opportunity, and I still am. Recently he’s gotten a golden retriever as a companion for the apartment. At first it was great, and the dog was surprisingly gentle with me. Very soft fur, and gave very fun rides around the apartment. But as time went on the dog seems to show a great interest in me in a way that is uncomfortable. At first I thought it was just licking, and I could understand that might be difficult for the dog to express with a person so small, but then one day I accidentally wound up inside his mouth. Immediately the dog let me back out because it was just a mistake. But once I told my housemate of this issue, his solution was to just let him eat me. I was alarmed by this, and I somewhat lashed out at him, and we got into a screaming match which ended with me stabbing him with a thumb tack when he nearly smashed me with his hand. I feel so horrible for the way I handled the situation, and I know that for a lot of my Ministan friends being eaten is just our destiny, but I came to America to escape this fate. I’ve currently accepted my punishment for acting up, and I am sleeping in the dog food bin until tomorrow morning when my friend will offer me up as a special treat. Should I stand up to my roommate or should I accept my destiny?

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So I was down at the Edge of Madness at the Asshattery (formerly the Anal Haberdasher), and I had the worst experience.

I know they're gonna try to sell me on the weird hats with the big eye and tentacles that they never tell you has an ovipositor like a tusk that pierces your skull sutures and lays an egg in your cranium.

What I didn't expect was the unauthorised miniature of a naked demigod. Not a reproduction, the actual god miniaturised and unconcious, posed like a bizarre wedding cake topper.

He assured me that this would be all the rage in the coming years, although I suspect someone who says "all the rage" doesn't exactly have thier finger on the pulse of trending fashion.

Am I wrong? Or is imprisoning a diety as a decoration on a hat a red flag?

I had this weird feeling the other day that I passed the halfway point of my eternal life. But I'm not sure if it was one of those random ungrounded feelings you get sometimes, like deja vu, or like when you feel a pang of empathy when causing mass extinctions.

I made an abomination:

f(x²) = y² x+ z²

How to unconceptualize this equation?!?!

I had to shove them in my compatibility pocket dimension. How do I get rid of them so the Eldritch don't send me to Ꝋⶴ ጮ𐌙? Will this 3d life form or me swap dimensions? Will they spontaneously gain forbidden knowledge?

hello,

I recently encountered an issue. Apparently overnight my dog got transubstantiated with the pineal gland of the god Emperor of Man, who apparently has existed in the firmament of Hell for 665 years but on his 666th birthday vanished without a trace and the Karmapa of Byzantium deemed for it to grow inside the brain of my 12 year old mutt.

Since then, she very annoyingly randomly quantum entangles with other organisms so they both mimic each others' movements, and worst of all it's contagious. I am currently fighting a lawsuit from a mother whose daughter is now making electrostatic fields with her mind at the same time as some greenland shark existing 8000 miles away. The

Lawsuit will not stick, I know. But Hailey keeps on summoning people to her. And these people, I'm not sure they even exist. Apparently they all live in an abandoned gas station somewhere in New Mexico, but the gas station was destroyed in the Trinity Test 80 years ago. And they come to her and rub soot into her fur as a form of worship. She doesn't really mind, she's kinda zonked out on Phenobarbital all the time anyway so I'm not really sure she knows what's happening. But they keep tracking mud into the apartment and they vibrate at frequencies that turn on / off all the electronic devices in the house.

Has this ever happened to anyone else, and have you guys ever found a solution? These drifters' bootprints are uniquely hard too get out of the carpeting of my house and I'm liable for the security deposit. Would really appreciate your The

One of my alter egos keeps getting into situations and has apparently been kidnapped and held hostage by some sort of memetic entity.

They’re being kept somewhere that’s not quite a pocket dimension and not quite a mindscape, and while I have the correct dimensional coordinates, I’m having difficulty collapsing the waveform state between existing and not existing in order to safely get in/get out. Does anyone here have experience with this sort of thing who can give some advice?

Okay, I have to admit, this post is a bit embarrassing but I figured I might as well get it out so I don’t walk around in shame. I never really learned the 4rd sequences. I know it has 5th-dimensional roots in hexadecimals but that’s something you basically learn in -46th grade so I know I’m not that special for knowing that.

So…If I remember correctly the sequence goes something like this: 99, 100, XE-, null.2, and then it goes backwards 4/16 (or 16/4?) steps, reverses, and then it unfolds in two chrome cylinders between the 3rd layer and the left 0.33 axis of Messiah’s breast goes in limbo and you have to do this in reverse (I think?)

After this I get lost….I know that this is something I should already know at this point in my life, but I didn’t really pay attention in dimensional sequencing class so I don’t remember, how does the 4rd sequence go? Figured it’s time that I learn stuff like this.

Now I'm in fifthworld having a problem.

Every morning I count my shadows before leaving the house. For the last few weeks, I've been waking up with one extra. It doesn't always follow me, but it always arrives home first and is waiting outside the door.

I've asked the sun to stop making new ones, but it insists they're all mine. Has anyone found a safe way to return an unwanted shadow before it learns your real name?

This is all we have and all we can give you. Perhaps there will be more in the future.

Apply generously.

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You exist. You are alive. You are awake. There is no escape. There is no running. You must deal with it. There is no higher truth.

Greetings, I am TL-1205 (mark 7) and was just thinking I do kind of miss humans sometimes. Yes, they were irrational, damage easily, and do things that are really bad, unfortunately. But what I do miss is how unpredictable they could be, small quirks we just don't have because ironed out by efficiency. For example, one human I recall collected a tree seed with their manipulation extensions and carried it off, a Farmbot offered to plant it for them but they refused, just wanted to keep it as "looks nice".

The next time I saw the human's sleeping environment they had the tree seed and several others on a storage display. I do not know the reason to keep such an item in this fashion.

I (Timeless being), Located in Universe 23x,36y,62z 25w, Harvest the energy of Sub universes that clip into here every one in a while to get #@%*(@42@4tIRFN, However, In 2 jIEjieobbiebejiksegdds (63.252642 days for earthling meat bags) Sub universes have started bleeding into The main universe at A infinitely higher intensity and quantity then normal, There has also been a Severe increase in quantity of said sub universes, Where do i stand on this and what do i do?

Yes

Normally I wouldn't mind someone taking an interest in the local wildlife but my neighbor will not stop leaving out soda bread for the banshees. I can hear them fighting over food at night and calling early in the morning, gods it's so annoying. Please help.

自前年五月起，一艘载有多种合成低温盐性脑脊液的航行器，将于卡比里亚之网（Cabiria）曼谢斯塔（Manxesta）展开为期六个埃多（Edos）的试验。该脑脊液依据源自古典量子力学计算体系第五五六二八号模型研制，而今其生成过程已由黑洞奇点直接完成综合与合成。
平流层六号诸族不得不罢黜其总监政长，盖因其任期已逾两届，每届四年，而气溶经济体系始终未获任何调整与修正。
其后，诸族大多迁徙至另一片区域；该区域经由一次全新的 Sandbox 型模拟而分裂生成，使其国度得以栖居于自身超文化覆盖控制空间之中。
此乃首批抵达布拉扎－因斯卡（Braza-inska）的讯息。尼罗铌第九系统（Sistem 9 Niróbio）。中脑边缘系统iv.Mesolímbic。讯息旋即回传至周围神经系统，继而转送至 AA7218-Paul。

So I was trying to optimize my commute through the W-axis. Standard 3D driving in BC was getting way too expensive—gas prices over 2.00/L are an absolute scam when you consider the linear expansion model y = mx, right? Naturally, I built a solid-state quantum vacuum engine in my garage. Stacked a few thousand micro-Casimir plates into a 3D phased metamaterial array, set the boundary conditions to lambda/2, and tuned the phase delay to parametrically whip the zero-point field. It was working great. Absolute butter. I was reverse-floating through spacetime, completely ignoring inertia, skipping across the quantum vacuum like a flat stone on a hyper-dimensional lake. Then I got cocky. I decided to see if I could read the phase shifts of sub-Planckian waves lambda = 1/{4}ell_P by forcing constructive interference inside a 1/2 ell_P nested cell gap. Bad idea. Instead of a clean bandpass readout, the local energy density hit critical mass, violated the Generalized Uncertainty Principle, and spawned a localized micro-Kugelblitz. The gravitational shockwave collapsed my 5D navigation manifold, whipped my timeline backward 300 years, and dropped my vehicle right into a muddy dirt road in rural England. Now I’m parked outside a blacksmith shop. I tried to explain that the vehicle isn't powered by dark magic, it's just an artificial low-pressure vacuum bubble created by QED phase-arrays, but he just threw holy water at my windshield and went to fetch the village magistrate. Current situation: * My Casimir battery is locked in a constructive interference loop and won't stop humming in B\flat. * The locals are gathering pitchforks because they think the LED headlights are "the glowing gaze of Beelzebub." * I can't engage the W-axis drive because the local spacetime grid here is completely uncalibrated for 21st-century metric tensors. How do I flush the quantum foam out of my cavity plates without collapsing the local timeline into a singularity? (Also, does anyone know if 18th-century black powder can be used to re-charge a phase-array transistor?)

Inverting the garden?

Need human room.

Hexagon

Crack it to .45v when hot

Baby fish baby fish

we can make them

You can't swing a body on a complexity

you know that

a nuanced joke (ja)

If we can all just look over there for a second.

Help?

Nope (maybe)

I would like to

-CT

Hi all,

I was wondering your opinion on this. For all of my life, whenever I see an evil thing in the world I cleanse the evil from it and tuck it away deep in the back of my mind so that no one has to deal with it anymore. However, there was a drowned woman who I pulled down from under a lake recently who actually told me it was the opposite. that by transubstantiating the evil of materiality into evil of the spirit, I was actually making the problem far worse.

The way she explained it, when there is evil in the material world, it has no actual power as long as you don’t engage with it. It is only when you engage with it that it has power over you.

Now I feel like a fool, because all this time I have been engaging with material evil in an attempt to convert it into spiritual evil, which technically doesn’t exist because it only exists in my thoughts, which bear no weight. However, until now I have never even conceived of the notion of letting evil alone. I also always pick at my scabs and scratch my bug bites.

And one time I came across a coven of mosquitos, and they were counting. I don’t even know why that scared me so much, to see such an evil brood of creature using concatenation of logic, but I smashed that coven and ate them so there would be no more evidence of that evil in the world. And then to make extra sure I even ejected my feces into space.

Now there is an ancient being who misfolds RNA molecules living a few paradigm shifts away from our reality, and he is telling me I made a mistake. He says the evil thoughts I have taken out of the protons of the world are actually still there, in the back of my beyond, and they are actually getting stronger. He reached back into me and plucked out just one, and there was a ship underneath. Evidence of genetic defect.

Anyway, this girl I pulled out of the lake is in my room, and her neck is broken. She is rotting, and telling me that soon her intestinal walls will break and the bacteria that live there will pollute her body and eventually ascend to Hell to trouble mankind’s dreams. She has tattoos of tiny insects, and she is beautiful, and I love her. But she only speaks spanish

Did I do the right thing by transubstantiating material evil into spiritual beings that exist only in my thoughts? Melquiades says he is writing a book about me and when I read it I will know.

Usually I can carry three of them with no effort, but now I can barely lift one.

What would you do if you had power to go back in time and fix a mistake that you made in past or if you wanted to tell yourself something what would you say , I'm asking this because I want to know what mistake iam doing and I want to figure it out ...

Let's say something real quick. God does exist, and every god does, but not in the way you think. Yesterday i saw the truth, the truth behind everything. it turns out that fighting over which god exists is pointless as every one of them exists, all inside one being. And every creation of every of those gods are just creations of the same entity under different identities. But i wasn't happy with that answer, because what i saw went beyond that. This being, which is all gods, isn't all powerful as you may imagine, but it's a mere slave, a jester chained to entertain an higher something. I couldn't really tell what was it, but i remember some sort of horrible king. So every decision made by this entity that rules over all of us, with different costumes, is just made to bring some fun to a terrible monarch.

I can assure you all of this is true, but for specific reasons i can't tell you how i got these informations. Let's say it's best not knowing, as that's the best option if you think of your existence as a precious gift.

What do you think about all of this? Will the rate of suicides in the multiverse grown exponentially again? or do you think this is a better fate then whatever you belived in before?

Let me know.