How would one enter the petting tournament trap? Asking so I know what not to do.
How would one enter the petting tournament trap? Asking so I know what not to do.
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Sometimes the market demands blood
sudo apt-get install consent
I like the story, and I like the afterlife it implies. Where everyone gets to be the god of something after they died.
Although that will lead to millions of gods, so maybe it’s best not to think too much about that.
I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
He wants to watch discovery channel