Destroyed Specimen

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Probably dead by now.
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image This is who I am. This is what I do: let's say I "tattoo" myself without using ink. Rather, I use a Swiss Army knife, a dagger. And I don't even bother to hide it anymore, I don't do it on hidden parts of this biological vessel, it's right on the outer part of my upper arm (the inner part of my upper arm, the part facing my armpit, has another "tattoo" as well, a "tattoo" that literally and accurately reads "ΧœΧ™ΧœΧ™Χͺ"). I don't do this on my neck, cheek or forehead because it's a bit more difficult to reach when... "tattooing oneself", but I would do it if I managed to. I don't care if people will look me with crooked eyes. I don't care if I won't be "employable" because I don't care about keeping a fancy appearance, yes I cut myself and fuck it. I don't care about hollow platitudes or hollow hotlines or the pointless hustle culture, humans can shove all of this into their buttholes because humans don't care about my costs (financial or whatnot) or my art, so I don't care about humans either. I don't care about your God or your scriptures, fuck him and shove your bible into your butthole, because my worship goes to Lilith and Ereshkigal and Kalika (Kali's asura) and Hecate, my worship goes to The Dark Mother, my worship goes to The Goddess. I don't even get to bleed or to feel pain anymore... I do this intending to bleed for Her, and I fail to. I do this intending to cry out to Her. Because I wish She destroyed me and my sentience. Perhaps this entire cosmos, too. A True Vacuum anomaly or some anticipated Big RIp are never too much and, oh boy, I'd REJOICE seeing this whole cosmos being annihilated, that would be really fun! Fuck humans and fuck this world. Fuck myself, too. Praised be Her and only Her. #tattoo #occult
I just found an excellent text, a reply posted by someone to a #Lemmy thread and I must share it as it approaches a naΓ―ve question _"I am so scared of #nuclear #war, how do I cope with it?"_. "Step 0: Take 3, intentional, deep breaths. Inhale for 5 seconds, hold for 5 seconds, slowly exhale for seconds. Do three of em. Step 1: Accept that one day, maybe soon, maybe in the fairly distant future: You Will Die. No avoiding it. None of us make it out of here alive. … really try to actually come to grips with that. There’s no reward or punishment at the end, its not a judged competition… it just stops, everything goes away, and you go away. Game over. Its not fair or unfair. It just is. Step 2: Understand that while you are amongst the realm of the living, some things are within your control and others are not, and precisely which things land in which of those categories could change a good deal depending on who exactly you are, what you do or don’t have access to, where exactly you are, etc. Maybe it makes sense for you to try and build up a bit of an emergency food and water supply, a method of generating power, staying warm or cool, etc, in case shit hits the fan. Maybe it makes more sense to establish some kind of bug out plan and procedure. Maybe, it just makes the most sense to just accept that if you’re in a very important / very dense area…well, one day, you might just evaporate." There's way more, but I'm sharing just the practical steps to "cope" with whatever's going on in this cosmos. **tl;dr:** breathe, shout out loud "I'll die, maybe I'm even gonna die this afternoon after a giant mushroom pops up in the sky with some military AI going rogue, YAY!" (not being ironic), and accept you only got so much under your control (if any). I MUST emphasize: "You/I WILL Die. No avoiding it. None of us make it out of here alive". Nothing you can do but to ACCEPT it. The Reaperess WILL kiss and (also must be emphasized) your #crypto, #God, #guns, #army and #NAP won't help you, fellow #Nostr right-wingers... (Human rights, State, even some proletariat dictatorship and "strong leaders" won't help you either, fellow #Fediverse left-wingers)
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I hope this finds you well, well inside this Cosmic Well. It's open season for plenty of wine to be offered at the altar of The Cosmic Queen and Goddess. Expect the fierce Priestesses to take every corner of the Pale Blue Dot and take every vessel of wine and breath for The Queendom to feast. We'll feel as Her bittersweet lips and sharp fangs drink all the blood into wine and crush all bones into dust. The time has finally come: from now on there's no safe home. Through the abyss of entropy we're all falling, for Dark Mother is calling. Do you think you can flee from Her or (how bold of a thought for you to have) think you could even face and stand a fight against Her, you mortal hairless ape? What do you think you are, you laughable limb of mice lice? No matter if you have knives, guns, maybe you even command a whole army of "brave men" (a tasty feast, I might say!) or control some bunch of military satellites and some random arsenal of nuclear weapons: nothing stands before Her, and we will all die anyway, π…πŽπ‘ 𝐒𝐇𝐄 πˆπ’ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 π†πŽπƒπƒπ„π’π’ π˜πŽπ” 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃 π˜πŽπ” π…πŽπ‘π†πŽπ“, 𝐒𝐇𝐄 πˆπ’ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐇𝐄 π–πˆπ‹π‹ 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 π„π•π„π‘π˜ ππ€π‘π“πˆπ‚π‹π„ π–πˆπ“π‡πˆπ π“π‡πˆπ’ 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 π‚πŽπ’πŒπˆπ‚ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄. Thank you for your attention to this matter! Pseudonymous devotee OF THE COSMIC QUEEN AND GODDESS, THE DEATH HERSELF. #Goddess #Queen #Death #Reaper #Reaperess