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>>62654506
You said you browse this board often right? So surely you've seen picrel occasionally posted.
I personally only posted it once. After I made it. It is horribly out of date unfortunately given that it hasn't been updated since when I first made it which was...shit, early 2021?
I do believe that you grossly misunderstand the underlying motivations behind my behavior.

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>>18009320
GFE is based. Anyone who likes Nene is cool in my book.
https://pastebin.com/g0Bm8SMa

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>>13081277
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>>12834709
No but she loves nousagi's like nothing else

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>>12658616
She'd kill for a heck of a lot less

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>>12072304
reminder

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>>11596406
Fluffy Pekora Romance

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"No matter where you go, there you are and here you are.” You too of course; you can push pretense but that clear trail of footsteps behind you rips your fragile defense to shreds. You came here to engage in the way we all knew you would. You fuck around because you found out, and you liked it enough to stay. Unfortunatly, that means you understand. You hate it. You hate the one-way road you took. You hate that it was alwaysa going to be the road. And that can even be a good thing. The destination is ridiculous. But your adapatation is flawed. One must know the nature of the beast to strike it down...or decide if it needs to be in the first place

"As above, so below." I'm going to tell you that the notion of a inherently unidirectional relationship in the case of idolatry is flawed. This seems ridiculous on its face. An idol is for all intents and purposes a target of worship, a god. And what is even the greatest kind of man to a God? But we all know how that line goes. You get the notably pretentious line in response, and yet still I'm gonna be a faggot for a second and reiterate

"What is a god to a non-believer?" Or more appropriately an idol, or more generally a 'thing-to-be-worshipped'? A figurehead made to bear and personify a concept must surely be defined by the most identifiable parts of the construction that emerges out of the mesh of overlaid interpretations of its qualities, the mesh formed by its collective body of worshippers and all the inherent differences between each individual mental image of the idol held by each individual member of such a body. Each definition differs and yet feeds into a concept that demands conceptual clarity, a unified standard. Yet distance and lack of clarity, formed of any particular worshippers social proximity to any and every other particular person who bears an image of the god-form in their minds, form an indecipherable chaotic and self-referential undulating social network where the definition is not yet solid. There is not yet a god, only a divine cradle being gradually constructed. But this cannot hold, of course. A god must either die or be born. There is a reason for that, but that's for later. Right now, simply keep in mind what I claim to be a fundamental truth

"Si Dieu n'existait pas, il faudrait l'inventer." Vague ideas whose conflicts are greater than their collective cohesive 'sense of the thing': our god is in flux, an idea that could yet be aborted like an other, but in this case we speak of idols that are, were born. And the cradle was woven by the people seeking the face of nascent divinity in the only place it could be found; in the minds of others. Only is it through communion with the progenitor of divinity, community, that we might create a god to worship, and so we begin to bundle in those collective social centers- where information meets, informs, and is informed by other information.

"Slowly at first, and then all at once." Through the rapid exchange of information as the hub defines itself as a social system through great tumultuous chaos; it is not truly waffling, however. Systems are being built for a great crescendo, until the proverbial water breaks. Much like how certain materials more quickly transmit energy, the people-particles in these nascent hubs ideological conclusions rapidly reach a dialectical synthesis after seeming chaos and lack of definition that comes with the ideological warzone.

"The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born: now is the time of monsters." After all, thou shalt not worship false idols- for each god, there is only one god, and like we have done so for countless millennia, we construct our god first through construction of ideology to inform the deconstruction of other ideologies. Such a thing can only be monstrous to those who gasp at shadows. Recall the story of Ragnarok and its many historical copycats; a story of such a time of monsters, and yet as the old light is devoured it is so that those ashes can kindle the flame of a kinder, gentler, new age. Between the old age and new, there can be only one; a disagreement here is a gap, and God lies within the gaps. It waits as we bite and claw at the false gaps and one another, desperate for resolution until none remain to find it. But here the curtain is pulled to the side and at once man is forced to realize with sober senses that the gaps are gone. We see our gods face. We see our idols face. And seeing is believing; our God is born.

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