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I’m done internetting for today
Kill it with fire 😭
I just get ultra kill (whatever that is) results and have no need to go further.
Don’t click images
Don’t disable safe search
Don’t do it
Gotta use bing or duckduckgo. Spoiler: it’s vore
My brain likes to spite its flesh and bone prison by refusing to send the signals that tell the stomach it’s empty and needs food or water.
You need some HydroHomies
…meandered to the watering hole lately?
Beer is mostly water, right?
American beer is like sex in a canoe. It’s fucking close to water.
The mass market BMC (Bud, Miller, Coors) - yes, piss
But some craftier brews?
9.75% away from water! (Not overpowering either, at least the taste)
JFC I guess that graphic design is their passion, but maybe they should focus on the beer and let an engineer design the label so people can actually fucking read it.
Maybe they want you to stop and wonder “WTF?” and try to read it at the grocery store, tilt your head right and read the vertical text.
Definitely gives you something to look at as you pick at the label at the bar.
My body felt like like a flesh prison before I came out to myself
Are you really? Are you less you if you amputate your limbs? Are you your thoughts? Then what is aware of having thoughts?..
You are a series of electric impulses interacting with a construct of flesh, blood and bone. You have adopted this organic machine so you may traverse the material plane and interact with other flesh golems. This is life and in time you will grow weary of it. Only then will your impulses dissolve into the void and you will become truly one with the universe.
Or at least that’s what my mum told me at bedtime.
The person certainly is a series of electrical impulses 🙂 But what’s aware of the person’s story is what was there before the body existed and will be there after the body is gone.
They’re made of meat.
