Lil wnaye qoutes

DO NOT COME AT ME FOR SPELLING! 😤 Before u read my religion is Christian ✝️ Anyways... When I was younger me and my lil sister were jumping on our sofa when me and her heard something from the kitchen we looked over and saw our great grandpa standing there he was all white and in a white robe he stared at us then waved at us then walked away fading me and my sister ran to the bedroom scared as hell my mom dismissed us then later found out he passed away I tell this to my family some believe me some don't but those who believe cry those who don't laugh my grandma who believe told me to tell this proffet what I saw I told him they looked at me and said that spirts don't do that and I'm making things up
Keep in mind this "proffet" didn't have a church instead had get together every Sunday morning in his home as a start to his "church" he took money from my gma making her pay $50 to see someone famous but turns out it was threw zoom which he never specified to us...he told me in my future he saw me showing my breast like taking pics and sending them and tho it came true I only think it came true cuz what he said stuck w me and I kept thinking of it saying ide nvr do such a thing then I ended up doing it just to do it...so idk of it was prediction or If it was manipulation. When he prays for me he pushes me back and basically forces me down basically pushing me to the floor... My grandma is head over heels for following the proffets of the world and believes in them amd believes they make no mistakes me and someone else talked to her that she don't worship God but she worships the proffets instead and that she don't understand how to have her own relationship with God and she don't understand the Bible or religion she denies it all I on the other hand see her proffets as phony all of them...the ones she looks at specifically all are friends w each other or connect threw 3rd parties or have something in common idk of that's just a "all proffets know each other" thing or whatever but I sense a huge scam I believe there all fake some of these proffets are very big actually and I'm talking about private jets and big churches with millions of followers it seems even the pastors in the churches we go to also have the same way of talking and again these pastors are connected and even have ties to some of these proffets...I deeply believe in the Bible and God and Jesus and all that but I don't believe any of these many pastors and proffets...my grandma gets superstitious and qoutes a story of the Bible she heard from 1 of these prophets its about how these people went against some proffets and God sent someone to kill em I took this up with my step dad as I was in denial god would do something like and he laughed sayinf thats not how the story went AT ALL I right now can't remember what happened but ik it wasn't for no reason they died and it wasn't by God's hand either and it definitely had nothing to do with them making fun of proffets I told my grandma the true meaning of the story and she dismissed me saying to watch my back thay God don't strike me for speaking out on his people (aka the proffets)
P.s for those that forgot or not grasping the questions are "was it wrong for my proffet/pastor to say what i saw was wrong?" And "what should I do about all these proffets and pastors in my area"

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im so confused. Am i being delusional.. help and feedback needed
ok, this time i really need ur help guys So theres this guy (lets call him B) and i think he has a crush on me. lets start the story So back in sep when i first joined the school, being the new kid was overwhelming and i wanted people to like me. When i saw B, for the first week of my school, i was developing lil teeny feelings for him, because ofc i found him cute and shit. However, i got over them asap right after my new friend told me she liked him. I gave up knowing he would probably choose her over me, like guys always had in the past. so why give it a try plus i didnt wanna infare.
So, B is in the same biology class as me and previously was in maths class with me aswell, so naturally we have spent alot of time together however, i didnt feel anything towards him.
fast forward to this thursday ago i heard him talking to his friends and i was eavesdropping cuz why not. So we were in sixth form and i was sitting at my seat while he was with his friends. The sixth form had like 4 girls and B's friend H kept asking about his crush. B said shes in this room. One was gay, one was the quiet girl, one way gender fluid and one was me. I found that really sus but i let it go. THEN, i hear H say go talk to her, dont be shy! then H said go talk to them theyre like her best friends in the entire sixth form. AND THATS WHERE I THOUGHT IT WAS ME. WHY? bcs i do indeed have like 5 close friends and the 3 other girls didnt.but i let that go cuz i was maybe delusional. BUT BUT BUT when hometime finally came he left with his friends and i decided to pack up as well. As i was packing up, i see H come to sixth form and looks at me and then goes back. atp i was creeped out. But as i went out towards the stairs i saw all his friends and him waiting like wtf bruh. i just took another route and as i got down guess who else i see. yea all of them. logically thinking about it, yea they were waiting for me to come out. wonder why they did that for
THEN COMES FRIDAY, last day of school for 2023 and yes shit happened. So first, i was going to my eco class and B thought it would be romantic to wait for me. so he saw us coming from a distance and pretended to wait for his friend and then took a glance behind. After looking at me, he left his friend all together and left him, attempting to walk with me. lol i just ran in the front cuz nah uh man i aint walking with u. After that, as soon has H came back from his class they started talking about this mystery girl "she" and i wanted to know who it was so fucking bad so i decided to look and i saw H staring at me THEN B SAYS "stop looking at her bro" in a shy smiling way. LIKE WHAT THEY WERE TALKING ABOUT ME. Then hometime, proved it all. we all were standing in groups and he ofc was with H talking about that mystery girl again and guess who they were staring at, yes me. so i said to my friend like bruh i think hes talking about me they both are looking at me. after like a few minutes she says she heard something really bad like really bad. Adrenaline kicks in me, and curiosity kills me. She says she cant qoute it in front of everyone so i legit legit drag her to the side where she says she heard H say "he wants you my name"and im like WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT istg my whole world shakes and im legit like no way no way no way. She also heard H say shit like its the last day of school etc. I asked her for more detail and she said B was quite legit blushing and smiling. she said H wanted to say it loudly so we all could hear it and tease him. I didnt hear it with my own ears so i dont know if i should belive it or not. heres the thing me and that girl who likes him have a similar name so he mightve said her name (atleast thats what i like to believe). BUT GUYS THIS ISNT THE END THERES MORE. right after i got home, guess who texts me? yes B. and this man, isnt wanting to end the convo like at all. he keeps on asking question and sent me like 6 reels in one day. Ive been chatting with me from the morning and the amount of times the convo died but he just started another one is craaaaaaaaazy.So lets say we talk about cats in the convo he'll send me a cat meme or we talk about kfc, he'll send me a kfc meme. seems like he keeps on searching memes for the topics we talk about like bro.plus he stares at me like ALOT. my friend who sat beside me switched seats just because he looked so often in my direction
heres the thing tho....
he talks to all of my three friends and he sends them reels aswell. however, they were the ones to follow him first. For me, B legit followed me first and started the convo. plus this iss the first time, ive heard him talking about a girl to his friends when he talked to 3 of them, he never mentioned anyone, plus he said he doesnt wanna be in a relationship now to the girl that has the similar name as me and likes him. idk man am i being delusional. maybe i am.
guys how should i know if he likes me or not? suggestions please!

*Round #1 7/4/22 - 12/31/22* Start date: 1/22/23 Movie watched: 11/24/23 Rate: 0.5/5 Watched @ HBO Max IMDB :A Christmas Story 2 (2012)
Usually I have a qoute for the movies that I watch. I could not foe the life of me find a qoutes section or even a website that had qoutes for this movie. And if you make me watch this movie again I will kill myself.
Remember the leg lamp? Remeber the bad santa? Hey remember all the clothes Randy had to wear? Hey remember? hey hey hey remember? Because this movie does and it will constantly remind you of a much better movie. The facts section of IMDB even states that all the gags were pulled from the first movie and it just....doesn't make sense. Why not make your own gags? Why not just do a remake of the first movie? Everything about it was just bad. Randy becomes a lil asshole, Ralph becomes a overly horny asshole, the dad remains an asshole and the mom is probably so hoped up on drugs that she is also an asshole.
The only good thing about this movie....was nothing. It was a bad movie, it was a bad 'sequel' and I really wish they hadn't even made this movie. Nothing goodcame from this movie.

Need some advice. I'm 19m living in dhaka.I've been struggling with my wardrobe for a long time. My taste in clothing is very simple. I like basic t-shirts and polos but whenever I go out shopping the local stores sell these shirts with huge logos, random qoutes, weird colour combinations etc. The reputaed stores around have some good collections but they cost a lot ( 2k/3k each ). I haven’t tried online shopping cz most of the clothing brands on Facebook have their reviews turned off. People say odc is a great choice but idk if I should go for it cz i have zero bargaininhg skills and from what I heard the quality is mostly luck (could be wrong). Help this lil bro out.
Btw It's my first reddit post so if I made any mistakes hope y'all'll help me correct them.

I don't like my generation, the dating for Gen Z is awful, I don't do games, that's too confusing to qoute lil Wayne
she with it if I'm with it. they're straightforward they too old to be playing these dumb reindeer games. they understand time is precious. they mostly have grown kids so you won't have to raise any.
they've probably seen a movie or a show or 2
people my age never seen Buffy and Angel, they busy working 2 jobs, raising kids or have no interest in anything other than popular culture films.
they're also less threatening to approuch most older women are really nice and kind and personable. them women my age give me the spider sense danger danger not comforting to my soul at all.
also a lot of older women don't party they prefer to drink and watch TV at home they don't party its soo nice

Everyone in the game has a hidden +5 acc, this means that dodge is effectively capped at 95% chance to 95%.
You get 1 hallway of immunity from food checks after a food check and 2 after camping.
You can skip weeks by throwing ppl in the darkest dungeon and just retreating whenever you want.
Fighting 3 size 1, 1 size 2 or fighting with 2 ppl means there's no reinforcements.
Enemies have their own reinforcement timers, you get punished faster against certain enemies, strangely, stress casters in general get you punished harder.
Vulnerability hex doesnt count as an attack for preventing reinforcements but solo does.
Illumination can't crit for whatever reason.
The reason siren targets anti is the sirens call originally checked debuff and like most status attacks they target the lowest res hero and usually that's anti. Now it's just a flat 70/30 but that targeting still remains.
The collector only spawns if you have 13 or more items meaning you can avoid him entirely if you want. My favorite use of this was in a video by therealme where he uses level 2s on champ and naturally they can't handle the collector. So he just takes less then 13 items.
4.5 food only consumes four food but if you only have 4 food its not enough.
You can duplicate items ad until your inventory is full, get any loot table put whatever you want to dupe in there hold it with your mouse and then click space bar. This not only allows for abusing the game in terms of materials it also allows for an interesting and very open trinket pool, how many singet rings how many ancestor pens or maps or candles would you use if you could use as many as you want.
This is something that I am only familiar with in concept so I will just qoute a post by Tricrow from 4 years ago
"...you have to click the provision button in the mission selection and then (before you loaf in to the provision screen) select a different mission. This is a minor-league tight window but you can increase your chances with using a pop up"
This let's you being anyone anywhere.
There is a 1% chance that people with "guaranteed" attacks use a differnr one. The hag can just use meat tenderize t1 1% of the time, this even let's attacks that have been effectively patched out get some much needed light like the matchmans hot shot.
You can use antivenoms and shovels on chests but it's entirely random, the reason being that originally there were 2 differnt types of chests but when that was changed the provisions they needed didn't so the game has 2 differn curios with the exact same sprite.
These facts have led to me being Called insane, delusional, nerd. I will be suing red hookfor emotional dmg and using the comments on this post as proof of the emotional dmg it caused me.
Jokes aside I really love this game and wanted to share some really obscure things about this goofy lil game.

stupid fucking qoute.
the abyss has always been staring at you, you just decided to stare back and realized it was staring at you.
your whole life the abyss has been there observing. u just finally decided to look.
what a dumb mistake lil buddy.
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it's been my dream since I was 17. I'm trying to go back to my roots. I was way more confident in school then I was as an adult and I guess to qoute lil Wayne I'm sticking to the script like lint on Denham. I'm 24 I'd like someone mid 20s early 30s no kids. kids aren't something I want. kids are horrible nowadays I don't need that stress in my life. I'm fine with cats. is this impossible?

Title pretty much explains it also and this is where the context comes in, I am part of the male gender and in high school, this is gonna be a long one, enjoy. In the beginning, I would say I always would expect, or see her and I being together, like it was inevitable for her and I to be together but now its almost the end of school. I first met her when school started in lunch, I want to say thank you to the friend that dragged me to sit with them, when I first saw her, butterflies all around me, like I looked at her and just knew she was the one. We did start talking as friends and would always give eachother subtle flirts, I even held hands with her walking to the next period, and at the time we only had 1 class and lunch together, and everything was perfect.. I always hated the saying "right person, wrong time" but this was the prime example. Thus meeting and talking with her, I had had another girl texting me and calling day and night, at the time I would say I had that "accept everything that comes your way" mentality and yea that just messes everything that would've been better if i hadnt followed that sigma rule, I'm not saying I regret everything that has happened, but I would have done things different. Me and the other girl started "dating" and I quote that because I never made it official or exclusive but we were, and I'm pretty sure the girl I was into knew cause she stopped having the flirty vibey feels with me and sort of stopped the flirt relationship we had. Fasty forward a bit, I ended up at her friend's Quince, with me sitting with her at a table with several of our other friends, I would say that night was whatever other than the fact another girl there I was hanging with was a problem, at a Quince there is dancing, a lil more context the girl I was dancing with was another girl I met at school and only had one class with, that we would constantly exchange glances with eachother and also have a flirty thing with, but I 100% would give the vibe I was not down to be in a relationship w her. At the Quince I was dancing with her practically the whole night, and to me it was just dancing, I refused but went to dance several times, once I took a break and she went to go dancing like the latina she is(this girl also gave me a kiss on the cheek before she left), the girl I have been into sat next to me and she asked "whats going on with you and her" and to put it simply I told her we were just dancing nothing special. We started talking and she was flirting with me. A big light shined in my heart, reopening the feelings back just a little, she took a selfie of us, and asked for to come dance w her, I happily obliged, we held hands and danced, and I still remember how her hands felt on mines. We started getting that flirty feels again. O O forgot a little teensy detail here. She brought me here and was my ride back.. also don't know if this is important, whenever I was in the car her mom complimented my complexion to her, I don't know, I don't know, that just made the inevitability to me more stronger. Fast forward a bit, a lil drama, I broke it off with the girl I was with, nothing was wrong with her I just.. there's always more to the story but this one's not about her. I broke it off, nothing happens, the girl I'm into asks obviously but none the less nothing happens, me and her were just friends and I was remaining myself not pursuing her at that point, I was still in over my mind on other things excluding her. One night she had a band concert and coincidentally I had a wrestling tournament that day and we didn't see eachother that day until her concert was over and when I was coming back from the tourney I found her in the auditorium and we embraced a passionate tight hug and I wish I held onto her longer to emphasize I had feelings for her, after that we had talked where we were explaining how where I and she was. Ok ok, baaasically me and her were in a friend group, and the whole group was there so we were just taking pictures of the gangg and this friend group consisted me and 6 different girls including her, to then adding another boy later. You can see why there was a struggle with me trying to be with her or telling her how I feel, but many times I have left subtle strong hints. January soon comes to arise, and I was content on a stupid but a I needed resolution "not talking talking to a girl" and everyday I would say to the bois how many days I'm in "I'm 12 days in" "I'm 18 days in" and so on, and that month was by far peak. Like that month for me was peak 2022, and in that month me and the gangg had a lil late Christmas get together with a little secret Santa involved. I'm not lying when I tell you that I had gotten her for my secret Santa and she had gotten me too and I clearly had said "I like mine tho." Cause unfortunately we had to do a re roll and, kinda ruined the plan. Fast forward to the get together, me and her were chilling we talking and flirting a little on the bed with everyone there of course we also then laid on the bed and had out heads touching and as always pictures, I didn't mind them tho. As we passed around gifts, I had gotten everyone a lil something, since I didn't like the idea of the one person, but still, I got her a lot of chocolate and special asian candy. A lil background on this, I have been getting her candy every so often and giving practically anything, also got her a Starbucks giftcard, since she drinks it a lot. Okay. She hugged me again, and like an idiot I should've held on longer. Also she would mention she likes the Asian or Korean looks, shes into that korean shit, yes shit, heh I too am asian. Don't really think it matters, just gives me more of a chance probability boost. After this I don't know why, maybe she wanted me to text or talk to her I don't really remember but I do remember us not talking or anything happening after that day. I do remember continuing giving her candy tho. Also I did try subtlety hinting at me loving her, and I do in fact really like her and it's just been a hell of a roller coaster with me and her. Time comes Valentines day, and I did infact fail my resolution another girl that I had ghosted last year ended up talking to again, "it all starts with "replied to your story"" and this girl already had a track record, I think I did it to get her attention but maybe my testosterone was a little too low.. yeaa, but she was badnews she's the type of girl that people would say "that girls been passed around" also people would say this girl was "badd" in looks but being with that girl made the one I'm in love with starting to have interest in me or starting to talk to me I don't know. She starts asking, and the thing with me I don't date girls that I know I'm gonna be with for the next several years, that's just me, I wanna be with a girl I see myself with for the next few years or for a really long time, not just breaking up or ending it in the next few months. You could say this was stupid, but in my defense these girls never asked if we were dating. Ok fast forward, she asks questions of the girl, and I would always deny "dating" her but I was hanging out with her, and she knew that.I have ended it off with the fling I had she texts me and sum talk w her and lil flirtatious here and there, after that. I realized how stupid I was since the beginning and should have only been focusing on her. I don't remember exactly but we kind of caught up to the present. Oh oh, I forgot but her birthday was some time after that Christmas get together, in January to be specific we had hanged out with the gangg and one part, me and her together went to the register to ask them a problem that had insued, me wanting her to see my strong confident masculinity, asserting my dominance, strongly asked them the issue at hand, also we were really close, and I had felt we were a couple and were together ❤️(she had also gave me a hug that day, and had to pause the middle of a air hockey game I was in). Back to catching up to the present, me and her, basically somedays she would talk to me and it would be really nice and a little flirtatious here and there and it would be the highlight of the day, then there are the days she doesn't talk to me at all, and I would be all in my head really really sad, And everytime I would look at her I would feel a great mix of emotions either "wow she's really the one" or "wow she's so pretty" Orr "ha yea I am sad" etc. I had then got a dm of another girl and started talking to her and I'm not gonna give a lot of context but she saw me with the new girl and the next day she asks of course and I remember ANd qoute "she's not even all that", and with that it just boosts me a little something. Today I ended it off with the new girl yea I just ghosts her but now going to a mind set of pursuing her and not letting anyone else get in the way with her, I'm also canceling a banquet a different girl had invited me to, I hope she hadn't pay for the ticket yet, either way I still won't go. A little background, people always see me with a girl in school either out of school, at the end of school or during school, and my football buddies would say I pull every girl. I hate the word/term "player" because I haven't "dated" a girl since school started lol. yup. Ah thoughts? Anyone please. This girl is really something and I really see myself with her till the end of time, also I'm on her cs (close friends) idk if that's something "more context" i guess, but it's to the point where the days I don't talk to her, I get really really.. yea you get the point, and I also don't want to move on until I tell her or maybe something eventful happens. Also I dont know, this just adds to the whole inevitability chance thing, 2nd semester her schedule changes and now her last period she has with me, and just about a few days ago(I'm really happy) the teacher had assigned seats where she sits right next to me. I would tell my best friend I would want her to tell me "she doesn't like me and doesn't want anything to do with me" some gym motivation there or she asks me(girls have a 99.9% chance rate) or realistically 9:1 ratio. She gives me butterflies 100%, and I want to give HER the whole wrld. -read tldr for more context
TLDR; I'm in LOVE with my friend that I've met since the start of school. We're in a friend group. We consistently have flirtatious feels every so often. I would say I'm in love with someone I know I can't be with. All signs are there that the feelings are mutual. I've made mistakes, now I just want to be with her and only focus on her. My football buddies know that I only talk about her and no other girl. I really like her and don't know what to do. The friend group really sets it to where it's harder. This girl is someone I could see forever, I think I'm in love. ❤️
Reply with anything at this point if you have read from the beginning. Really a whole shit show imo. This my first post too.

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It was a really bad place we moved, it was infested by Mormons. loll, as a born and bred Christian I can atest to the fact that Mormon's are only like c tier on how embarrassing they are to the perception of Christianitys optics. (Catholic Chirch pedo problem is def higher on the list, my great aunt left the church long ago on that very principal. Like before it was so trendy as it is now. Reddit loves saying 'hey Cat-licks, how do you manage to support a pedo ring and not defect.' A very reddit-esque statement indeed, ergo also a very H3H3 hot take when he got blasted for (well he gets blasted for nearly every political opinion he has so) shitting on the Vatican. (Meanwhile 'His" people have the most weaponry per mile radius. Way more guns than in a America when scaled properly. Less about guns, I mean weapons generally. Bio (like the genesis of a bacterial strain or virus, if only I had a topical comparison ((oh yeahh, agent orange) man bad in vietnam) Ok well that's actually an agricultural assault weapon; so chemical Not bio. 'Nother exmple be, to qoute Bo Burnham my muse, "Obama sent the immigrants to vaccinate the kids." Trump did have a dumbtruck ass like Minaj but he did shut down (early 2019) the entrance of Chinamen as soon as we heard the epidemic was Wuhanian annd shit." I digress, Isreali got chemicol, emp/techy drone computer guided missile shit elon musk type shit 2. More of it (per scale) then we got in da land of the free visa vee german scientists (silver lining to everything amiright lol thats horrible)
Isreali are way more woke with the times to feminist wise, in that both men and women must serve. I recall seeing H3's wife's pic of her smoking a cig (american tobacco i bet, the Jew go crazy for it as the case with the rest of the world, well that was up until FSC was put on the cig cartons. But that is a 21st century thing. "Fire safe cigs, both really more unhealthy for the smoker *and w/o their consent I may add as it is literal glue rings, fuck the FTA with an Obama sized dick up the a. mf are more crooked than the FDA and rival the ATF. Only Obama's legacy program of affirmative action (unconstitutionally targets upper middle-class euro-descent for a secret nerf where their SAT scores gotta be higher than the average(tho nowhere near the asian big yellows as Ice Cube would say. The Red Man actually deserves some help like this (albeit constitutional and all... idk, i listened to Jesse Lee Peterson (basically the yang to the yin that is Jordan Bee Peterson. An ebony addition.
I digressed again Fuck. Ok. Back to the Jews 'k. (oh btw i jus went out for the first party ever since lockdown/2019s latter half, it was a dear friend of mine from childhood, talkin' since 1-2 cause our mamas convnersated and had wine (one thing about the Jews I do love is that they do know how to drink, I'll give em that, they actually put out a proper amount of booze at festivities and don't to the whole BYOB type crap, like the knew fucking trend at fucking weddings nowadays that 50/50 actually succeed. Nothin' peeves me more than bringing a wedding gift to a wine aunt who gypts me with no open bar. Ironically, the Jews don't jew you out on this one; just like the genital mutilation it is cultural... as to is the love of wine the greek's bestowed the roman's, the roman's bestow on to the jews. The new jews, like the Jews for Jesus or other Christian org.s appreciate the ethyl alcohol even more so. Especially the Catholic Cat licks.And of them especially the potatoe farmer mick Irish. Considering dogmatically, getting wasted like Noah did that one time after the arc of the Ark cause he was havin a fussy wussy, is considered to be less sinful that cupping a titty. Yet I cupped a couple in primary school before I even thought about drinking. Zoomers with their Juuls, amiright. Ya know, vaping is pretty great tbf, fuck the media propaganda from cnn and fox that had my grandma (mind you I was legally buyin) freaked out about my lil vape habit (despite doing it in front of her for a long time while i sat with my g-pa who'd burn through a carton of Newport niggerettes a day.) This propelled the ocpd withinn her to hide my kangetech and smok novo (3/5 stars on the novo, Chinese kangertech is better despite all made in ching ching land. But it at least makes sense 'cause a Chinese man invented the thing, the first e-cig, so thats like why im not super duper pissed at china about Omnicron corona getting me cuz i quit cigs and can run faster, like hands behind back naruto fast ngl. Pretty sigma since I vape while lifting waits while listening to Jordan B Peterson even though my dad loved me.
Anyway I think I digressed. Point is the Mormons are not the worst.
I saw the broadway play, im cultured. Jesus Christ Superstar and Spongebob the musical are the only 3 plays ive seen, of which I drank Stella Artois at each one. One time this sexy black chick behind the bar made me pronounce it again since this was the 3rd time i pronounced the 1333 founded Belgian brewery correctly, sexyfully; ill help you pick up black beauties (works on blasians to which are in my top 3 female non-purebread breeds. 2. of course being the Shakira Columbia mixed with Aryan Indian and my no.1 being the multi-faceted Euro-Asian. Got an asian fetish im told by the news. Well if I do Im glad cause all the people on tv talkin bout it charged up the inner city blm rallies (during lockdown) and then were suprised when you get people in a hivemind mob hysterical they act out their repressed anger. Freud called that redirection, no, regression. Nah, it starts with an R, is an r-word that isnt retardo. Which remind me of a old friend who he and his 420 tocker brother would complain about the special need kid in a backyard across the street. WHile they are trying to enjoy the very healthy weed, da Herb dat comes from da ground, their neigbor put their autistic child outside in the backyard. All they would here is random stints of screaming, lol. Poor lad. Not the autist part but the fact his mom put him in the backyard when she needed a break like you would a dog. Would not be surprised if he was wearing one of those little kid vests that, like a small dog, wear and get leashed to a metal stake in the ground. Had a neighbor that would do that shit. I always knew because I'd hear the screaming of "Gatsby! Gatsby! Get over here," when the dog would make a break for it via outsmarting the lock like, as my 420 loser stoner Business major that my friends reveled in seeing he was balding when we ran into him (1. i dont look for cosmetic shit like that or care so I did not notice, 2. i was the manlet of the three musketqueer dynamic. ]
Anyway I think I made another digression. My bad my wigas, brothers and sisters and all those in between. I just remembered from the R-word that the 420 old bro termed him "Autismo." And that I found funnny enough to spend 5 minutes extra an a painfully obnoxious essay. But hey you are reading, this is my dear diary buttwipe, u chose 2 keep reading. If you leave a dislike that really will mess with my morale, which is the last thing I need right now considering I'm an aspiring Buzzfeed journalist and I have to get in my daily typed word count some how, ya feel. Getting faster at this typing shit even tho I got a shitty mac pro air keyboard because a few Kwanzas ago one of my parents insisted they spring for the extra 1000 dollars so I could be prepped for social media networking in style. Im not joking. And while my computer is super light and falls off my chest when I listen to Lana Del Rey, nod off on a couple vicodin (the silver lining, akin to america getting the bomb at the cost of the holocaust,) I have to get my 1 remaining wisdom tooth extracted. Despite the fucking dentists telling me all my life I didn't have anny (because Dentists are not real Dr.s, doesn't mean I don't respect them though, Its the Orthodontist shit heads who make 10 grand off giving your kid braces that cut into the gums AND dont even last unless you wear your retainer for life. Well I didn't. So now my teeth are back to being British, my former pre pubescent bucko teeth now compacted to tight into eachother. I sweat imma shoot them all a strongly worded email, go Joe Rogain on their arse. They are a corrupt business of practitioners who are more annoying then cutco and other MLM schemes, even worse than Wallsteet because the Wolf of Wallstreet was at least really bad ass annd cool. Ya feel.
Man, I'd risk death and let Amy Schumer sit on my face if it meant I could get/try a real Quualude. Whereas I'd let Shakira do it for free even if she didn't wipe after we binged taco bell together. All the Methaqualone supposedly comming over the border, the gross one (not the dangerous one with the Apex Predators, the most fucking scary will kick your ass Bears. People often think that a Grizzly is the S-tier. Not to get all dwight shrute but this is fuckin falsehood x2. Annd the slighly smarter people who say Polar Bears. Close but no, unless you are inn water of course, then yes. But you are not should nnot be.
Buy an Airringer pistol (completely legal to buy annd have delivered online) if you be anywhere that has big fucking monsters in the water that you intend to enter. Like a vacay van life ride to Floridian cost, shit whole where your backyard lake has crocs as did my paternal grandparental units did. I went snorkelling and this weird guy started lurking in the trees eying the couple 18 y/o gals. He must have been fortified by amphetamines because he ran into the waterm b lined to the brunette babe that could be 7/10 if she hit the treadmill. I pulled out my airringer and only shot once. He screamed autistically. He still didnt leave so we did while he was busy trying to pull the spear dart out of his fupa.
Good times.
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this is just a theory I had after my third listen to madvilliany, strange ways shows DOOM rapping about two social political issues, the first about how the police force gets paid to stop crimes that they commit themselves, with the qoute "who's the real thugs, killers, and gangsters? On the second verse he raps about how war doesn't harm those who declare it and those who get sent are unfortunately mislead. I just feel like this would be rapped by Viktor against DOOM, since it doesn't make much sense to me that the DOOM alias along side Quasimoto who are the "Master supervillians" would have a song questioning strange ways of those above them if they are supervillains. To me this just seems like a Viktor song, especially since the next track is fancy clown which is actually rapped from the perspective of Viktor Vaughn rapping about how he hates DOOM because his girlfriend cheated on him with DOOM. Again could def be wrong/overthinking it but just wanted to post a lil theory of mine

I downloaded tails 4.18 from the official website, flashed it to a USB drive, restarted my computer, pressed f12 to get boot options, chose the USB from the options available, when a black and white screen showed with a lil usb and the word "tails" I just let it sit for a few seconds, then a few boxes showed, then a message said ( this is not a direct qoute) intramfs: no location with a live file system found
It looked kinda like DOS but not really
I tried flashing the usb a few times with different programs such as rufus and belana etcher.
What in the world did I do wrong? How do i fix it?

Adam's eyes flung open as an immediate dread swept over his body. He didn't recognize the room he was in and as his eyes focused in he was spooked by the sight in front of him. Paul, who had been his friend since the third grade, was laying, face down on the dark stained hardwood floor. A puddle of blood formed around the top half of his body and the back of his head was bashed in exposing flashes of pink brain matter in between the streaks of blood in the mouth of the canyon. His stomach jumped up so the man turned to puke away from his friend. Adam hadn't had nothing in his stomach so all that came up was the bright yellow stomach bile. It made him keep feeling like he had more to come up but all that he produced was sickening gagging. It stung the top of his tongue and the acidic flavor lingered in the back corners of his mouth.
As Adam continued to gag he tried to stand up only to realize his ankle was handcuffed to a steel pipe that ran from the floor to the ceiling along the wall.
"What the fuck?" he asked himself as he took a better look around the empty room he was stuck in. It reminded him of the cabin his Uncle Phillips had when he was growing up. There were no windows and the only light was coming from the uncovered florescent blub bolted into the top of the ceiling. The walls where made out of bare wood logs and it matched the stain of the floor almost perfectly. The only color in the room was the white door that sat on the opposite side from where Adam was being held hostage.
After taking a look at his surroundings he started wishing there was something that could help him get out of this before he ended up like his best friend. He wished to himself for a hand saw or a power drill or a vicoden. Any of them would be amazing right about now but he knew they wouldn't magically appear. He was coming to the realization that he was screwed when he was spooked by a cranking noise coming from outside the white door. His eyes focused in on the crack under the door and saw the shadows moving underneath it. Another cranking noise and the sounds of a chainsaw starting up echoed out as the door slowly crept open intensifying the sound of the revving chainsaw.
Once it had opened all the way it revealed a large man dressed in all black with a bright orange ski mask on and the chainsaw in his hands. His crooked smile shined through the mouth hole of the mask. The man took his first step through the threshold as Adam called out, his voice riddled with panic.
"Please stop" but the man didn't react and Adam didn't know if he was ignoring him or just couldn't hear him. He backed his spine against the wall behind him as he watched the man inch closer to him. His heart was beating into his chest that he heard it just as much as the revving chainsaw. Once the man was standing over his friend he stopped and made eye contact with Adam again. He was revving the chainsaw to coincide with each of his deep overdramatic breathes never losing his gaze on his target.
Adam who had just celebrated his 25th birthday only two weeks prior and now he was going to be chopped up by a redneck playing Leather face. A tear came to his right eye and as it fell down his cheek the chainsaw was driven into Paul's back. Adam closed his eyes and turned his head but still felt the pieces of his friend bounce off of him. When he finally opened his eyes again he noticed he was covered in blood and hunks of flesh. Mr. Chainsaw had cut his friend open along the spine from neck to tailbone and the already horrible scene had taken a wrong turn to the macabre.
Once Mr. Chainsaw got Adam to look at him again, he kneeled down next to what remained of Paul. He proceeded to cut off each of Paul's legs and this time when Adam looked away the man started hitting him with his friends detached leg. Not stopping until Adam looked back and once he did, the man moved onto both of Paul's arms.
Adam tried to look away again but Mr. Chainsaw started hitting him with pieces of his friend all over again also. Adam realized he was going to have to watch and he knew what was to be cut next. As his mind raced Mr. Chainsaw rolled Paul over onto his back and with his limbs missing he looked like a fat thumb with a head. It was truly horrific for a person who had never even been in a fight his whole life. The man started to point the chainsaw at Adam's face and revved it once to fully get his attention. Once he had it the man started to cut into the base of Paul's throat sending more flesh and blood his way to paint his ski mask in tie dye red. The chainsaw got halfway through Paul's neck before it jammed, then snapped its chain and with that the man threw it down in disgust. Shaking his head as he then stomped down onto Paul's face with a sickening crunch. Paul's nose gave way and instantly became a crater instead of a mountain.
The man then started to throw a tantrum, dancing over his friends corpse. Spinning in circles while being completely silent but this show was extremely short lived. Gaining back his composure the man made eye contact once more with Adam. The crooked smile opening back up inside the mouth hole of the mask and this time he could see the blood stains fighting with the yellow teeth in his mouth. Adam was completely unhinged, feeling like he was outside of his body looking in as his butt stayed glued to the floor. At the same time a line of goose bumps ran up his spine, chilling every inch as it made its way up to the back of his neck.
"Why are you doing this to us" Adam cried out as his eyes started to tear up. He didn't know what else to say and that was all he could spit out with the amount of horror making his body tremble from inside, out. Once he was done wiping away the tears, he saw Mr. Chainsaw was reaching into the pockets of his black pants. Adam went to cower as he was expecting the man to pull out another weapon but instead he produced a folded up piece of paper. The crooked smile was still poking out of the mask and that picture spoke a thousand words. The man reached his hand out towards Adam holding the folded paper like a carrot in front of a horse pulling a carriage.
Adam tried to grab it but he was a few inches short before being yanked back by his chained leg. The man just continued to hold the paper out with his blood stained smile ominously looking on. He stood there for what felt like an eternity to Adam before he finally threw the paper towards him. The air caught it and made it dive to the right of Adam. As he reached out he realized his fingertips barely could touched the edge of the paper. He slowly got it within his grasp and finally was able to grab it. He was spooked an jumped by the loud slam of the white door then seeing that Mr. Chainsaw had disappeared. Letting out a sigh of relief, he then went to unfold the paper and figure out what the hell is going on here. As the paper unwrinkled to reveal almost a full notebook page of text and he began to read.
"Hello Adam,
Tsk Tsk Tsk, boys will be boys but look at what it got your
friend here. You and Paul are real pieces of shit aren't you guys. Always thinking you guys are so untouchable, isn't that it Adam. Everyone is here to serve the two mightiest assholes in this hemisphere. I decided to make it short and sweet for your friend here but you'll have to read on to see what I have in store for you. All I can say is Thank You for fucking my wife, LITTLE BROHTER! On top of that getting her to fuck your friend while I was at work. While my kids where home. Then you guys fucked her at the same time, again in my bed while my children where home. My kids will never see their Uncle Adam ever again and I can live with that cause my little brother has been a shit stain on society and I'm just taking out the trash. You wanna know how I can sleep with myself. You wanna know why Lil Bro? Because I'm leaving and will be back in a eight days and when I return you will be dead still chained to that pipe there. You'll get so thirsty that you will sit there in agony and throw up from being so hungry that it will make you even thristier than you already where. I hope the entire time you remember the exact reason you are where you are and blame no one but yourself. You act like the only who was affected by Dad's death and today I take everything that's mine, BACK! Enjoy the pain and die slow lil bro. I will return and chop you up as I did your friend so you guys can match. Then I will bury you guys right next to Uncle Phillips old dogs beyond the edge of the property line. That's right you're in Uncle Phillips old cabin (remember I inherieted it from Uncle P when he passed) so try to scream, yell, whatever there's no one around for miles and miles. Enjoy your last few days of your life motherfucker and embrace the misery I bestow upon you Little Brother! Make sure to smile for the camera before you die, I can't wait to watch the life drain out of your body. So I guess that just leaves a Fuck you and I'll see you when I finally get to hell after I finish living the rest of my life. Enjoy the short time you got left and Good Riddance Motherfucker!
-Eric"
Adam remained still not able to move from the shock as he starred into the letter and accepting his life was defeated. As his eyes welled up once more he could still taste the acidic stomach bile coming from the dark corners of his mouth.
-THE END-
Afterthought:
Adam Johnson and Paul McKinney where reported missing on May 11th, 2014 and the cases still remain open to this day. There is still a $20,000 reward for any information that will lead to solving these cases. So they can help bring closure to the families of these two missing young men from Tennessee. Johnson's brother was qouted in the local newspaper article stating the following. "I know someone out there knows something and I just hope they will come forward so my mother and I can bury our little Adam. Get our closure and move on" -As of:7/2/2020-
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"SORRY, Don't Cut It"
a short horror fiction written by:
Mikael D. Dolokowski_7/2020

"Sorry, Don't Cut It"
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Adam's eyes flung open as an immediate dread swept over his body. He didn't recognize anything in the room he was in and as his eyes focused in he was spooked by the sight in front of him. Paul, who had been his friend since the third grade, was laying, face down on the dark stained hardwood floor. A puddle of blood formed around the top half of his body and the back of his head was bashed in exposing flashes of pink brain matter in between the streaks of blood in the mouth of the canyon. His stomach jumped up so the man turned to puke away from his friend. Adam hadn't had nothing in his stomach so all that came up was the bright yellow stomach bile. It made him keep feeling like he had more to come up but all that he produced was sickening gagging. It stung the top of his tongue and the acidic flavor lingered in the back corners of his mouth.
As Adam continued to gag he tried to stand up only to realize his ankle was handcuffed to a steel pipe that ran from the floor to the ceiling along the wall.
"What the fuck?" he asked himself as he took a better look around the empty room he was stuck in. It reminded him of the cabin his Uncle Phillips had when he was growing up. There were no windows and the only light was coming from the uncovered florescent bulb bolted into the top of the ceiling. The walls where made out of bare wood logs and it matched the stain of the floor almost perfectly. The only color in the room was the white door that sat on the opposite side from where Adam was being held hostage.
After taking a look at his surroundings he started wishing there was something that could help him get out of this before he ended up like his best friend. He wished to himself for a hand saw or a power drill or a vicodin. Any of them would be amazing right about now but he knew they wouldn't magically appear. He was coming to the realization that he was screwed when he was spooked by a cranking noise coming from outside the white door. His eyes focused in on the crack under the door and saw the shadows moving underneath it. Another cranking noise and the sounds of a chainsaw starting up echoed out as the door slowly crept open intensifying the sound of the revving chainsaw.
Once it had opened all the way it revealed a large man dressed in all black with a bright orange ski mask on and the chainsaw in his hands. His crooked smile shined through the mouth hole of the mask. The man took his first step through the threshold as Adam called out, his voice riddled with panic.
"Please stop" but the man didn't react and Adam didn't know if he was ignoring him or just couldn't hear him. He backed his spine against the wall behind him as he watched the man inch closer to him. His heart was beating into his chest that he heard it just as much as the revving chainsaw. Once the man was standing over his friend he stopped and made eye contact with Adam again. He was revving the chainsaw to coincide with each of his deep over dramatic breathes never losing his gaze on his target.
Adam who had just celebrated his 25th birthday only two weeks prior and now he was going to be chopped up by a redneck playing Leather face. A tear came to his right eye and as it fell down his cheek the chainsaw was driven into Paul's back. Adam closed his eyes and turned his head but still felt the pieces of his friend bounce off of him. When he finally opened his eyes again he noticed he was covered in blood and hunks of flesh. Mr. Chainsaw had cut his friend open along the spine from neck to tailbone and the already horrible scene had taken a wrong turn to the macabre.
Once Mr. Chainsaw got Adam to look at him again, he kneeled down next to what remained of Paul. He proceeded to cut off each of Paul's legs and this time when Adam looked away the man started hitting him with his friends detached leg. Not stopping until Adam looked back and once he did, the man moved onto both of Paul's arms.
Adam tried to look away again but Mr. Chainsaw started hitting him with pieces of his friend all over again also. Adam realized he was going to have to watch and he knew what was to be cut next. As his mind raced Mr. Chainsaw rolled Paul over onto his back and with his limbs missing he looked like a fat thumb with a head. It was truly horrific for a person who had never even been in a fight his whole life. The man started to point the chainsaw at Adam's face and revved it once to fully get his attention. Once he had it the man started to cut into the base of Paul's throat sending more flesh and blood his way to paint his ski mask in tie dye red. The chainsaw got halfway through Paul's neck before it jammed, then snapped its chain and with that the man threw it down in disgust. Shaking his head as he then stomped down onto Paul's face with a sickening crunch. Paul's nose gave way and instantly became a crater instead of a mountain.
The man then started to throw a tantrum, dancing over his friends corpse. Spinning in circles while being completely silent but this show was extremely short lived. Gaining back his composure the man made eye contact once more with Adam. The crooked smile opening back up inside the mouth hole of the mask and this time he could see the blood stains fighting with the yellow teeth in his mouth. Adam was completely unhinged, feeling like he was outside of his body looking in as his butt stayed glued to the floor. At the same time a line of goose bumps ran up his spine, chilling every inch as it made its way up to the back of his neck.
"Why are you doing this to us" Adam cried out as his eyes started to tear up. He didn't know what else to say and that was all he could spit out with the amount of horror making his body tremble from inside, out. Once he was done wiping away the tears, he saw Mr. Chainsaw was reaching into the pockets of his black pants. Adam went to cower as he was expecting the man to pull out another weapon but instead he produced a folded up piece of paper. The crooked smile was still poking out of the mask and that picture spoke a thousand words. The man reached his hand out towards Adam holding the folded paper like a carrot in front of a horse pulling a carriage.
Adam tried to grab it but he was a few inches short before being yanked back by his chained leg. The man just continued to hold the paper out with his blood stained smile ominously looking on. He stood there for what felt like an eternity to Adam before he finally threw the paper towards him. The air caught it and made it dive to the right of Adam. As he reached out he realized his fingertips barely could touched the edge of the paper. He slowly got it within his grasp and finally was able to grab it. He was spooked an jumped by the loud slam of the white door then seeing that Mr. Chainsaw had disappeared. Letting out a sigh of relief, he then went to unfold the paper and figure out what the hell is going on here. As the paper unwrinkled to reveal almost a full notebook page of text and he began to read.
"Hello Adam,
Tsk Tsk Tsk, boys will be boys but look at what it got your
friend here. You and Paul are real pieces of shit aren't you guys. Always thinking you guys are so untouchable, isn't that it Adam. Everyone is here to serve the two mightiest assholes in this hemisphere. I decided to make it short and sweet for your friend here but you'll have to read on to see what I have in store for you. All I can say is Thank You for fucking my wife, LITTLE BROHTER! On top of that getting her to fuck your friend while I was at work. While my kids where home. Then you guys fucked her at the same time, again in my bed while my children where home. My kids will never see their Uncle Adam ever again and I can live with that cause my little brother has been a shit stain on society and I'm just taking out the trash. You wanna know how I can sleep with myself. You wanna know why Lil Bro? Because I'm leaving and will be back in a eight days and when I return you will be dead still chained to that pipe there. You'll get so thirsty that you will sit there in agony and throw up from being so hungry that it will make you even thristier than you already where. I hope the entire time you remember the exact reason you are where you are and blame no one but yourself. You act like the only who was affected by Dad's death and today I take everything that's mine, BACK! Enjoy the pain and die slow lil bro. I will return and chop you up as I did your friend so you guys can match. Then I will bury you guys right next to Uncle Phillips old dogs beyond the edge of the property line. That's right you're in Uncle Phillips old cabin (remember I inherieted it from Uncle P when he passed) so try to scream, yell, whatever there's no one around for miles and miles. Enjoy your last few days of your life motherfucker and embrace the misery I bestow upon you Little Brother! Make sure to smile for the camera before you die, I can't wait to watch the life drain out of your body. So I guess that just leaves a Fuck you and I'll see you when I finally get to hell after I finish living the rest of my life. Enjoy the short time you got left and Good Riddance Motherfucker!
-Eric"
Adam remained still not able to move from the shock as he starred into the letter and accepting his life was defeated. As his eyes welled up once more he could still taste the acidic stomach bile coming from the dark corners of his mouth.
-THE END-
Afterthought:
Adam Johnson and Paul McKinney where reported missing on May 11th, 2014 and the cases still remain open to this day. There is still a $20,000 reward for any information that will lead to solving these cases. So they can help bring closure to the families of these two missing young men from Tennessee. Johnson's brother was qouted in the local newspaper article stating the following. "I know someone out there knows something and I just hope they will come forward so my mother and I can bury our little Adam. Get our closure and move on" -As of:7/2/2020-
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"SORRY, Don't Cut It"
A short fiction written by:
Mikael D. Dolokowski_6/2020

This will be long. Skip to the bottom and if you resonate read the entirety, please reply or PM me. I've had so few authentic validations for what I've experienced and little to none direct guidance in my spiritual journey.
BACKGROUND:
I was raised in Utah in the LDS religion (Culty off branch of Christianity). 6 older siblings and divorced parents from the age of 1. When I was very young I had an inquisitive mind and could think very abstractly at a young age. My mother consulted with a child psychologist on how she should approach my questions about reality because they were.. complex. Too simple of an answer and It wouldnt answer the question and cause me to become frustrated. Too complex of an answer and I would simply lack sufficient life experience to comprehend it.
The psychologist accused my mother of lying about my behavior and seeking personal validation. saying for how young I was "it was not possible to be thinking that way"
My mother was ecstatic to finally have a child who was sincerely interested in the more mystical and spiritual aspects of life. Although.. I hated going to church. I'm sure it was an intuitive knowing. (Not neccesarily referencing ALL religions. But if you know about the LDS church then well.. you just know)
When I was 13 (lucky number! Truly is a magical symbol) I began researching chakra's, meditation, making "chi balls" and using breathwork to move prana. Dial up internet was all there was and I remember just sitting there on google with a strong desire to find an answer to a question I didn't know how to ask. It would be a long while before I learned the word kundalini or discovered the Tao among many other sources of wisdom.
then of course began the juvenile initiation of challenging the status qoe. Became very rebellious and expiremented with drugs.
During Christmas break of my junior year of highschool we visited my sisters house for Christmas in Colorado. Because of my teenage rebeliousness, Instead of going directly home, we took a detour. I didn't know what was happening until I was already in the custody of a youth wilderness rehabilitation program.
I spent 7 weeks without technology (no flashlights, matches, plumbing, or even toilet paper!) We were on a vegetarian diet and mostly just hiked around. The culture there was phenomenal. Anasazi, was the name. And it was one of the best experiences of my life.
4 weeks in, I faced my shadow. Then I began focusing intensly on my heart Chakra everyday. 5th week in, I was a completely different person. (This occurred towards the end of January 2011) my heart Chakra was bursting! I experienced several powerful omens there. The most profound was hiking with a white butterfly on my left ring finger for several hours. (Symbols of transformation, and ring finger association with the nerve going directly to the heart)
For this awakening, I was gifted an honor name. "Amber-Heart of scarlet" by a very wise man whose trail name was (we all had one) "walks with the wind". A very intuitive soul.
A very intense form of happiness, peace, and fulfillment was found in the wilderness of Northern Arizona.
When I came home in February (missing my highschool sweethearts birthday, and valentines day) I felt like everything would be okay. I was wrong.
She thought I had abandoned her because she didn't get any of my letters. She made poor decisions and it caused us to be separated with no contact. Her family moved across the state pretty quickly and I was left with a void.
My opened heart, felt like it had been physically torn out of my chest.
Life... is probably just how we choose to respond to suffering. For we all will suffer. But suffering can make you bitter, can fuel your darkness or.. we can take it upon ourselves to learn how to heal. And to feel our pain reverently.
That summer was "one for the boys". Me dealing with heartbreak and other rites of passage. It was a good summer all things considering. Although in the background there was a foreboding sense of hopelessness. That is until..
THE EVENT: The last day of summer before my senior year of high school me and my close friend knew we had to go out with a bang. This would be the last day of a school summer we'd ever have. So we took a some mushrooms.
I wanted to explore the realm of consciousness while utilizing the tools I had been developing for the last 4 years. Through focusing intensley on my on my 6th chakra. Trying to open it the same way I opened my heart. I meditated on it for 20-40min. Gathering prana there. I felt a very gentle pop. Like smoke coming out of a bubble in the middle of my brain outwards. A cool little sensation but I was excited for an epiphany or a grand insight.
I was not prepared for what I recieved.
5 hours later. Me and 2 friends were in a garage relaxing, smoking and Conversing. I must of felt tired, or I'm not sure. But for some reason I found myself with my eyes closed sitting on the chair.
When suddenly, almost out of nowhere. I saw an incredibly bright flash of light, like.. literally saw a bright flash (my eyes were closed). But the "light" was filled with information. It was like.. a picture, of a thousand pictures. Concepts unfolding like Russian dolls all happening instantaneously.
I saw duality. I saw yin-yang. I honestly barely remember because I was so caught up in trying to capture the experience into words, for a fear that I would forget it. Yet, the more I tried to cram it into language the more incomprehensible it became.
So I calmed down and tried to just let my mind ponder upon it.
This time I VISUALIZED. Myself as a ball of light. A consciousness, moving through space-time. With the unique ability to choose what experiences I wanted. BAM instant cure for depression. Life suddenly became incredibly simple and profound. I would visualize what I wanted. And then I would follow the "path" through spacetime to experience that desire. Whether it be longboarding 10 miles away to see some friends, or spending 2 hours working with leather to weave a bracelet. There were no limitations. There weren't even obstacles. There was just a mathematic equation of how badly you want something vs how hard it is to get it. And for some reason, my desires became incredibly pure.
I remember longboarding home for 2 hours and using my hands instead of feet because I was so tired. But I was HAPPY. I was always moving towards a space-time I desired. Which is much more harmonious than fearing the reality that you don't want.
Suddenly I was happy ALL the time. It was pure nirvana. Pure bliss. I didn't care about drugs, I didn't care about sex. I was just.. overjoyed. I was in this afterglow state for about a week. For the first time I was ecstatic to wake up early and go to school. To do all tasks to the best of my ability. Ideas, thoughts, concepts, philosophies poured into my consciousness on the constant. I learned how to be fully present, and ENJOY the presence. I was suddenly uninhibited, outgoing and confident. It was like Anasazi, but a higher mountain peak all together.
I influenced the emotions of others around me to the extent that I was magnetic. People wanted to be around me! And that was new cause I've always been a loner, never having a constant friend group. Synchronicities occurred extremely frequently I was amazed at the miracle of life.
We played volleyball in P.E and I was VERY competitive. I dove for the ball. I scraped my knees and made them a bit bloody, but I was having FUN. Fully immersed in the moment. But the other kids. They wanted to act "cool" like they didn't really care. I just didn't care about what they thought or not.
Except.. i was acting unusual. I was breaking away from the herd, i was standing out. And NOBODY had ever tried that hard in that teachers P.E class. And that teacher never saw the happy version of me. Only the shy depressed version.
They were suspicious I was abusing drugs. The cops were called. I got called up to the front desk of school. And detained by 4 police officers.
I felt I had just reached Mount Olympus, and finally could walk forward and have success in life. And now, it was topling over. I was falling back into subjugation. Fear washed over me and through me. I knew that I needed to feel it, let it pass through. Not to resist it. Or repress it. I knew that I had this power of reflection within me. That, this negative dark pit, would serve as a vector point for me to experience an equal version of positive light skys.
And then reality cracked. I think it was the fear response that was the catalyst for a psychosis, perhaps fight or flight? Adrenaline. Maybe I opened my 3rd eye, and fear caused my awareness to travel to the reptilian brain. Either way. Reality started to warp and bend and this was entirely a new experience for me.
I felt like I was sending out SOS signals energetically when suddenly a man in plain clothes opened the police car door and said "Would you rather ride with me?"
Uhh.. duh! Most definitely. His energy was much more harmonious than the police officers. I got in his plain white sedan (pretty sure I was still cuffed. I'm not sure..) and he drove me to AT. A juvenile holding facility, DT is where you go when you get sentenced. I was just staying there until I was released to my mother.
He was the facility director. Which is why he had authority to transport me. Still.. a bit unusual no?
His name sounded eerily similar to WEST. and I began to think of him as the personification of the direction and symbol. The GOD OF WEST. he definitely wasn't a wicked witch lol. He knew about chakra's and we talked about the heart Chakra and how he believes his in his "life of the heart". I no longer felt fear. I was happy, yet again.
He could tell I was acting a little strange and asked if I had done LSD. (my mind registered that question as "have you EVER done lsd"
So I replied "yes"
So the rest of the day he thought I was just tripping on LSD. and I was "tripping" just not off any drugs. Which made it more confusing to me. If I didn't take any mind altering substances then how could I be experiencing altered states of mind..
I did have full blown hallucinations though. Vivid ones. One of the AT rooms was a bright pink carpeted girls room. With a double bunkbed and the girl inside was being punished, so she was made to clean this room. She didn't want to, and I found it odd that she was being punished in a way that actually benefitted her and she was upset! Its like gettijg punished for rolling in the mud by getting a nice hot soapy shower. I thought it was odd.
However
I KNEW that what I was seeing wasn't real. But then.. how was I seeing it? And why? That I didn't understand. She was really in there cleaning, but the room was not pink. And it was not a permanent girls room.
I thought that the flies we had to kill were "manifestations of negative energy" and we had to constantly clean our environment, energetically. Or that West had 7 wives, one from each continent, and I needed 7 wives as well.
All these delusional thoughts had very strong symbolic and metaphorical meanings that I later integrated. 7 wives I assume was related to the chakras. Kundalini must marry each chakra to reunite with Shakti in the celestial marriage in the crown chakra. Each chakra is a gatekeeper. And when kundalini reaches them. POWERFUL life lessons and tests are doled out.
I felt i could do anything with an open mind, i just needed to let myself be teachablel. I would let not only my elders teach me, but also the tree's and the wind. I realized so much of our reality is an illusion. Most fences do not keep anyone out. Anyone can hop over. But the fence is a psychological barrier. The physical form is a symbol of that. And many people without thinking recognize that symbols. "Oh i need to stay out of there"
Except the FENCE is an illusion because it alone can't keep anyone out. our beliefs in limitation is what limits us. So what are the illusions we have about ourselves? I started to see these things increasingly as metaphor and symbol, And their direct connection to the esoteric symbols I've been studying.
At one point I was walking by a farm. And the big sprinklers were going. I would catch a glimmer of a rainbow and thought. "Follow the rainbow to the end" so I followed it. The mist soon surrounded me and the most curious thing happened.
The rainbow became a circle, there was no end to the rainbow, but the pot of gold? Why what was that in the center? It was a reflection of the sun itself! A mirage of the sun with a rainbow around it. What metaphor did this teach me in that moment?
I was the gold. My soul was the treasure at the "end" of a rainbow. Now walking out of the field soaking wet.. i didn't like walking in worn out. Nasty, smelly, and now wet shoes. So.. i kicked them off and walked barefoot. I didnt even bring them back. I just threw them away right there. And it felt so liberating! (Although I did where black socks as a makeshift shoe just to keep my feet clean.
Another really strange thing happened. At one point was wondering around trying to get to school but the bus schedule didn't make any sense because I just couldn't comprehend time anymore. So, I kept missing it. So finally I got frustrated and stuck my thumb out (this was a small suburban town) And a few moments later im picked up by this old beat up car thats missing a radio. Some college kid who I qoute "likes to drive around at lunch time and offer rides to those who need them" he had a very feminine aura which I associated with the color blue. Was he the divine feminine manifested out of thin air to aid me? Fuck if i know, but I know exactly how crazy that sounds.
Its like he spawned out of thin air. My logical brain just says, well, law of attraction and there's such diversity in human beings that maybe he does just enjoy helping people out when he can. But there's another side, that speculates.. its all just too perfect of a coincidence. Especially when I was in such a high vibrational state.
I noticed if I was too hot outside, in that moment I would plead/desire/ almost ask internally but not quite, and suddenly a very cooling breeze would manifest right when I was focused on the heat the most. Idk I experiened ALOT of little things like that.
Anyway, I show up to school late so I had to be signed in with a slip. But the lady at the desk had hundreds of thousands of dollars on her desk and she was rolling them up. I felt "tempted" to grab the money and run. But.. I had a very strong suspicion that it was a test. Yet here's the thing. I KNEW the money wasn't real. And honestly didn't really care about materialism that much anymore. I really didn't care for much else than the joy of being alive and watching life unfold.
I also remember starting to get the "i am christ" thought pattern. Didn't know about christ consciousness yet, but started to wonder if people saw me as christ. I however rejected the ego trip and knew I wasn't here to be "the christ to die for all mankind"
Also, I would step on very thorny weeds barefoot, confident they wouldn't harm me. And they didn't. And a few people who saw it were astonished that I wasn't getting "pricked".
Maybe a smaller version of firewalking? Idk It wasn't about how great am I that "I" cannot be hurt. It was more. "Awe your such a cute lil plant and you know I don't judge you as being a mean weed. I TRUST that you won't hurt me.
The phenomenon of mother nature not harming me where sometimes she harms others. Popped up alot.
Respecting the mother was also a HUGE download. Your real mother, the divine mother. Its like the Tibetans believe. All mothers, are your mother in one of your reincarnations.
Anyway, I existed in this altered state for roughly 30 days. Which led to multiple hospitalizations, a whole shitload of pharmaceuticals and a near death experience from dehydration in the mountains of park city Utah.
During this experience I remeber comprehending very clearly that the human body is a blueprint, a map, built into its structure. How this map, points from the base of the spine upwards. How each organ is placed in a certain order and fashion to promote this blueprint. This pathway. This guide. A living scripture. A breathing testament. And it was just so... obvious. (Probably a 3rd eye thing)
Reality kept cracking around me though. I was supposed to go camping with my family. Instead of packing actual useful items I packed DVD's and crystals/stones. I thought I was going to be joining my soul tribe. And they exist. In the past. And I was bringing them the gifts from my journey.
So.. yeah, i end up at my dad's house, acting a bit strangely. We're gonna leave in the morning. We'll we put on a movie. "A river runs through it" and i noticed something.. the interplay of two aspects. The dance of yin and yang. The two brothers are each an aspect of yin and yang (Brad pitt was yang) and its a constant interplay of push and pull.
I saw this pattern EVERYWHERE. Playing out in different ways yet... in the exact same way..
I stayed up all night and then left the house at 5am.
I had gone about 30-40hrs without sleep and 27 hrs without food or water , the last 14 were spent heavily hiking (sometimes running) in the heat of the sun. From 5am to 7pm. In the mountains of park city. I went into a bit of a deluirem from dehydration. So I was pretty far gone. I was initially trying to walk through the portal of the sun.. yeah..
However I did see myself returning to "my people" my brothers, my family, my tribe. And there was a length of time as well. A 10,000 year journey.. and i still don't know what that means. Maybe nothing.
I also could visualize myself, and feel myself as imbued with the essence of a wolf. Like.. i was a human. But very strongly felt the wolf totem within my being. Like I was wolf who had evolved to a human, and now possess all the intelligence, language, emotion etc of a human. (Had zero desire to eat people lol so don't worry)
I was so exhausted I laid down in a pile of leaves. If I would of fallen asleep there. I would of died no doubt. But I heard two men walking nearby.
"What's he doing?" "He's pretending to be a tree again" "Well throw a rock at him"
I wasnt afraid, I wasn't startled. But suddenly and without thinking I jumped up and started full sprinting! (I believe the "rock" is what Robert Monroe defines as a ROTE. A ball of energetically charged information. And the rock said "run!")
Lol it probably saved my life. Cause I wondered on a bit and then gave up, sat down and started counting down from 100. I was visible from a road from that exact spot.(Somehow I heard the police talking about me even tho they were incredibly far away. All my senses were incredibly heightened. (Probably from the dehydration)
After getting an IV and a quart of water put in my blood im taken on the ambulance to the emergency room. I remember hearing an odd phrase, "you don't want to supernova like last time do you" Like last time?.. am I a star? Is there a quantum connection with my body on earth and a star in the universe? Hmm.. all I know is they were stabilizing my physical vessel and it felt good.
I heard a girl screaming in the curtain over. They were going to take her to salt lake city behavioral mental health. I wasn't sure if "she" was really there. But the pain in her voice was wrenching. I wanted to save her. It sounded like to her it was the worst place on earth. And she had been there before..
That's where I stayed for the next week.
A 40 min drive strapped to a gurney with a police officer. The same police officer that had assaulted me. Slamming my neck down on a gurney when I started asking questions about what was going on. When we got to the hospital, they told him to leave, and he become irate and cussed at them. Like... super weird Why was he even there? I didn't get a criminal charge.
That hospital was more like requiem of a dream. It was hell. I was an unconcious zombie the first two days because I was brought in with an iv already attached and they drugged me as we got on the elevator.
I literally started "coming too" and realizing I was walking around and being told to sit and watch TV, or shower, or walk to the mess hall for food. Very low, dark energy was here. I felt that the divine feminine was being.. extracted here. Was being raped. Maybe not literally.. but then again.. weird things were happening.
I was given several expired sleeping pills at night, but then was too paranoid to sleep, so I started going further into deliriums. Psychoactive compounds are the LAST thing you want to be taking when you're going through a spiritual awakening or transformation.
Two things led to my release. My dad was on the phone with the head doctor who did my intake. The call "ended" but my dad could still hear the dr. And he preceeded to talk down about my father to the other people in the room. Namely that he was an idiot. My father is a civil engineer and can talk circles around anyone. This enraged him.
Plus my mom is a nurse and asked for paperwork that layman's usually don't know about. And they crossed several ethical boundaries, especially since I had showed up after being in a deliurem from dehydration.
when she found out what they had done. She freaked out so hard on them that they finally released me. My parents had tried multiple times to release me or transfer me, but somehow, there was a bureaucratic process involved that thwarted their attempts. Which was weird because i was a minor and hadnt commited any crimes, was never charged with a crime. And my parents just wanted me at a closer facility. Not a state hospital that felt like a prison. My father said the insurance company NEVER got a bill for my week stay there. So.. definitely something sketchy going on. My mom thinks that for a day or two while I was there. There license had expired, and if they would of been hit with ANY type of lawsuit it would of ended really badly for them.
There's WAY too much to add to this post about everything I experienced. So feel free to ask more questions if you want more info.
After that hospital, I spent time with my father and outwardly acted Normal while inwardly I was still in wonderland. At one point I believed me and my father were in the spirit world and as we stopped to eat food, Our bodies on earth were still traveling in the car. I thought my father was God omnipotent, and he accidentaly made a copy of himself and i was disrupting his creation with my own power of creation. And I don't think him misprounouncing the medication I was given post hospital release, as "ability" instead of "abilify" helped with my delusions of granduer.
I also believed I was merging with the power and essence of God. And the Supreme God head. But i resisted. That weight was HEAVY. To be the source of all things, constantly? For everything? I didnt want it. But it felt like.. a mission was being thrust upon my shoulders.
Maybe you need to not want the power of kundalini to be worthy of it? (Like a king who doesn't want to be king usually makes the best kings!)
I saw a lot of weird multiverse stuff, (like parallel versions of myself) and things that I was pretty sure weren't real. Like a man wearing gloves, a hoody and a mask stand right next to me at the store and put a gallon of milk under his sweater.. like... that couldn't of been real. That's literal insane human behavior.
Now, concept of time didn't make any sense at all during this whole experience. I was living in the 4th or 5th dimension. I spent an eternity in an evening and another eternity in the morning.
I was functioning tho. I was working out so I would be tired, I was doing schoolwork packets. Helping my dad with his work. Its just.. sometimes i thought I needed to "pay" the old man sitting in the waiting lobby with prana energy in order to get the oil changed on my dads truck.
People that looked low on energy would "tap" their foot, really slowly. Like once every 2 seconds. Psychologically to me. It felt like a energetic tugging. And it was irritating. The moment I breathed energy through my being and projected it towards these people. They would just leave! Like.. they wouldn't interact with the cashier, or take a phone call. It was creepy. I don't think they were aware that they were in such desperate need for energy that they couldn't produce their own anymore.
Maybe I was delusion.. thats up to you dear reader. But this experience has been a one time occurrence. I've never had a repeat of these types of experiences. Yet... hopefully... but just maybe with more balance and control.
My parents got increasingly worried from me just acting strangely and decided I needed another hospital. This time a good one. There they took me off all medication and gave me melatonin for sleep.
I started to realize that I had a bunch of energy oscillating in my upper chakras. And needed to "ground it down". So I started doing breathwork and gounding yoga and meditation visualization.
And then boom
I was back. Full awareness of what had happened. What was erratic behavior and what was sane. Could differentiate between my own imagination/thoughts and objective reality. Had total logical functioning back. But had learned ALOT. About myself, being a human, the nature of well.. natural reality. That moment and for the next few weeks I have never ever felt so elated. I felt empowered, I was calm, yet very confident, clear headed, sharp witted, competent. I felt strong. I felt like a man. Well, I felt like a warrior of energy. A shaman king.
AFTERWARDS:
Since I would turn 18 in 3 months. About 10 "professionals" advised my parents that once I'm 18 they can no longer have me committed against my will. So they better do something with the time they have left..
luckily, my father asked me if i wanted to go to this residential facility. which I didn't. And he felt like it wouldn't be too helpful anyway. He was always a smart guy. But I relented because I felt.. it would make everyone feel better if I did. It could calm their FEAR. Anyway, I described the emotion as "leaving a beautiful cabin in the woods, to go on long perilous journey across a vast valley while the sky darkens overhead."
I spent 3 months in a residential facility (polar opposite of the wilderness camp) they sucked the very soul out of me. I regressed emotionally back to age 13, came out of there suicidal af, bottled with hurt and anger. Extremely depressed, numb. Low self esteem. Low self worth. Zero will power, little motivation. Life was grey again. Life was.... a drag barely worth living.
All the beautiful things I had learned. I could no longer comprehend. I could understand them as intellectual concepts (like be here now, love vs fear etc etc). But I no longer embodied them. Things got so bad, even my hand eye coordination was lost while I was in that facility. I have a natural talent for sports and healthy competition. But there i would stumble over my own feet during "excersise" time.
I was attacked emotionally for being inauthentic because I told the truth from day one and let myself be vulnerable. But all the kids that go there literally are forced against their will. They wake up in their bed with 2 macho men ready to escort them to the facility. So when I show up and bare my soul raw to them faults and all. Attempting to use this 3 months to actually further my growth They accuse me of lying and manipulating them. Which just caused me to shut down more and more.
That place taught me a great deal about how to not give up your power, but also, what the true cost is if you do.
EPILOGUE?
So anyway, my life has been rocky since then.. Almost every year since then. With highs and lows. Happiness and depression. Its almost been like I had intense bi polar but each episode would last several months at a time.
I never hurt anyone, never became violent or threatening, but through all this I learned one thing. My happiness is like fire, and it scares people. Mostly to those who don't want to look at their own illusions, and so desperately try to control me so I don't shatter my own.
I've gone through ALOT of healing. Delved Deep into the pain in my heart and just held that space.
This August/September will be my 9th year anniversary of this experience. I've been waiting for another spontaneous like thrusting of kundalini power, and I've been doubtful. Is it really worth the practice? I had friend claim to go into a psychosis purely from sexual transmutation. It's been over a year and he still feels like he hasn't recovered.
But I didn't need to recover from the psychosis. I only needed to recover from the mental abuse I suffered while in the residential facility. Took about 4 months until I was sort of close to where I was at anasazi. But I've NEVER felt as amazing as I did those few weeks after the 2nd hospital. It felt like a victory.
I don't believe I was just "crazy" because its not a chronic issue I deal with. I've never full blown hallucinated like that, no auditory ones either. Plus I've taken WAY more psychadelics. And a bunch of different kinds too. So its not that my mind is unstable.
I either opened ajna, or stirred kundalini or both.
Either way, I travelled the Astral realm while embodied and found my way back.
Sometimes I get super interested in trying to raise kundalini because whatever this process is, it doesn't feel complete. It feels.. like the process got halted. Got sidetracked, was sabatoged. Or thwarted by bad energy or environments
But I'm not obsessive about it. I just want change. I want my life to change. But I also want myself to change. It seems.. i change constantly, but yet, I'm always stuck in the same nature. I keep trying to overide my nature, be the captain of my vessel but then I get stuck in the same ruts. Idk if kundalini will help with that. But its a struggle dealing with myself because well.. I'm stubborn hahaha.
I've tried sleep hypnosis, NLP, affirmations, breathwork, juice feasts, mantra's, etc and I'm just not having then "thing" occur. Its frustrating.
I don't really have a question. Just looking for an answer idk how to ask. This event is on my mind quite a bit. Its just.. so odd. So unusual. Especially to western ideaology.
My experience greatly resembles kundalini psychosis. Definitely what can happen when a novice plays with advanced esoterics. But what's next? Is my damaged kundalini experience just that? Damaged? Could it possibly been a vision of when I will have a complete kundalini rising in the future?
TL;DR I delved into esoteric and spirituality at a very young age. And later used tried to use shortcuts to act as a catalyst for my spiritual growth, went into a clinical psychosis for 30 days which I believe was more so a spirit voyage. Yet resulted in several hospitalizations and a near death experience from exposure/dehydration. Came back to reality, never had another similar episode, and this fall will be the 9 year anniversary.

Im not gonna say much and just hurry into this. I'm not too fond of my home life and I'll share my story here to find out if I was wrong or my father. You may ask questions id you like.
cast: MD: My father LB: lil bro Me: angry unicorn
this is short but stupid
to begin why this problem started.
My family has an Apple TV, its an apple product obviously and it can have apps and digital movies on it with extra features. My brother loves watching YouTube on it and sometimes the Apple TV has problens because it requires good Wifi, but our apartment provided horrible routers and when we got a new one. it was the apartments lay out, you cant plug "too many things in" or our power goes out in our house. 5 plug ins and it does this...
Surprising because we live in korea, known to have great internet and design. Yeah no, if you live hear its nice but sometimes very inconvenient.
Anyways, LB was having trouble with the Apple TV and the remote wouldn't work. Sometimes its weird stuff that happens too. I had gotten home only 10 minutes ago after having gone to do some work with my JTOTC program, I had been helping dig up plants and transferring them to our school for about 5 hours, its hot. I spent time with my BF too before coming home. So I sat down. LB was upset because he couldnt press anything to stop his youtube vid or exit.
MD comes over after my LB calls for him. MD had a look of "my son is stupid" my brother is only in 5th grade and is quite smart. MD blamed LB for having done something. I qoute
"its not the Apple TV, its off"
there is a light that normally shows when on.
I look to my dad because LB is getring upset. "hey dad I dont think its anything else, it has to be the apple TV. even if its airplayed it should be working"
my dad thinks that Im pretty stupid sometimes. I tried to tell him LB fid nothing wrong but for some reason argued it WASN'T the Apple TV. he kept interrupting me because it wasnt logical. we didnt HAVE anything else that could do something like that, and the remote wasn't dead.
so trying to defend my brother I tried to argue, but my dad is a retired soldier....he was pretty high ranked and doesnt take well to "back talk". me and my father clash a lot even when he's wrong he refuses to accept it or apologize. When Im wrong though I always dont I apologize for being rude.
My parents dont really apologize.
So after the interrupting and trying to protect LB, MD yelled for me to shut up. I dont take being yelled at well anymore so in order to feel safe or avoid further problems I ask my parents to "please stop" or hurry to my room. I have issues with anxiety and depression, my parents once lectured me for trying to overdose because my life is "so great" and I should be grateful. Im grateful for my life but emotionally its horrible and they dont understand they arent emotionally supportive...they are emotionally abusive and even neglectful.
I wouldnt have said anything when leaving but my dad seems to like to anger me by basicallt calling me a coward. So when I hurried to my room he yelled "Oh yeah run away!"
So before I slammed my door I yelled "SHUT UP" back. Its wrong....I shouldnt have because it made it worse and I know my dad would have slapped me.
I locked my door and heard him storm over and pound on the door. "NEVER TELL ME TO SHUT UP AGAIN"
it made me angrier when I heard it qas the Apple TV through my door and something was blocking the sensor.
He never came to apologize, I honestly think my dad just doesnt listen to me.
Also Im a senior in highschool starting in 2 days. My family treats me like trash, I dont know if its normal or abusive based on things I've been through or what. people tell me it is. I want to think my family are good people but my younger siblings are really mean.
And Im scared of my parents.
LB didn't really get yelled at.
I don't think he cares anyways tbh

Hello everyone! Yeah these thing aren't going to be weekly anymore, though even then schedule slip happens so often saying it's weekly was dumb from the beginning.
So, as ya'll know Daddy Dan streamed two times in celebration of all of our doki's birthdays. And said some interesting stuff. However, it is important to bring up this qoute: "I don't wanna say something on the fly and have it become something people consider canon just because I'm the creator". I feel this explains mostly everything that's been going down (and allows Amy to still technically be a possibility! but also naturi uuuggghhh) and i'd rather not restate all that since I'm not really in the mood for it atm.
In other news, 77 (as of writing) subs, I'm honestly shocked we even passed 50. So that's cool.
Also in the news, As of writing our lord boi Mosaic is currently working on fixing some bugs here and there going on with DDSC 3.0. And I wanna send some support over since the dude has honestly done so much for all us lazy non-coder people. And has been going above and beyond to try and make this last version the best it can be despite not thinking entirely too highly of it. If you're reading this best of luck with your other projects (It would also be a lil' helpful if you could ping me whenever they show up, I'm a lil' interested in what you've got cooked up.) and whatever else you got goin' on.
That reminds me, we gotta change the readers and users thing to something clever. Type what ya got and we'll maybe (unlikely) change it.
Have a good one!

Thanks Jadelek101235 for the super glittery card and your kitty is totally adorable!!
Thanks AllKindsofCritters for the great kitty card!
Thanks dwimbygwimbo for the cute lil card those balloon stickers were everything
Thanks libertyprogrammer for space unicorn card and the insperational qoute
Thanks ostara12 for the elephant card I've been really into elephants of late and your handwriting is amazing!
Thanks Evil_Snicker for the cat card and the great stickers!

So, recently at my 6th form (UK education at 16-18) I found out a long time friend is a D&D player and I was estatic as I've akways had this love for role-playing games and so, we started a group.
TL;DR - How can the DM bring these guys together, he is amazing at teaching us new rules and listening to our concerns but doesn't want to get too rude with these guys as they are new.
(I got into this very easily compared to my group, I RP off the bat and had a lot of ideas for the group and the different situations, qoute DM)
Six if us, five (including me) had never played, one had played a couple and had a bit more knowledge.
We have a Human Paladin (me), Druid Gnome, Barbarian Half-Troll(power game pretty much), Rouge halfling, Ranger Elf and a Half-elf cleric.
So, me and the Cleric are the only ones to role-play at all. It is minimal talking, maximun death.
For example, at one point we had an encounter where an Unknown shady figure wanted us to pay a toll to pass him. I started to be diplomatic, lowering the price and agreeing to pass. Halfway through bartering the Rouge, Ranger and Troll shout "Just ask what the toll is!". So I do, 20gp, lower it to 10gp. Ask everyone to cough up. The three who shouted then refuse and are being very obvious that they wanna fight him. Me the Druid and Cleric cough up double so we can continue. Later the DM told me that guy had potions that did a D10 ten foot radius explosion with major plus', he was lv8 and we were lv1.
Sometimes my group is just too different, the Rouge is useless and always takes everything as an offense, to the point where she argued my character (that I made) was stupid for losing trust of her when she refused to save slaves (LG Paladin is pissed)
The Troll is a power gamer, nothing wrong with that but it get's annoying when well-thought plans or interesting RP is thrown out the window because he's like 12ft tall with insane strength modifers and is so dumb he can't understand most of us and just charges into a room and then thinks it was the funniest thing in the world.
The Ranger hates it when he loses, and is deathly scared of dying, he will heal way too much in battle and will often run off to enter a different room, get bored and walk away with 8 bandits on his ass. Skyrim mentality, loot;kill;repeat.
The Cleric is a great RPer and has her character fleshed out and we don't clash too much. She's very quiet and often can;t get her ideas across, she just needs some work and to be more comfortable.
The Druid, being the only spellcaster, is just not creative, he really tries but sometimes he just can't think how heat metal could be useful of the heavily armoured Orc, again he needs a lil' work.
My problem is the other three have a 'Skyrim' mindset of getting loot, being invincible and just killing everything they see. The DM and me have talked and we're implenting some ideas but I want some more from vets, or people who have this issue although I feel it's a rare one.