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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 5, 2018 23:52:28 GMT
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 6, 2018 8:18:13 GMT
Stuck in a hard place in the middle, walking on coals
Caught in holes, sorting the souls like the Sphinx and the riddle
Your invisible ripples surround me little by little
He's my only saviour
Living in a stateless zone
Searching for an answer
Everywhere he goes
Widening circles, the surface a living, physical mirror
Connecting fire with the fever, reflecting, I'm a believer
Let the whispers enfold you, pull you nearer and nearer
Little by little
He's my only saviour
Standing in a stateless zone
Waiting for the answer
Frozen to the bone
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 7, 2018 12:13:25 GMT
I got a gift from a neighbor today! It’s so “me”, and she is not even my friend, she’s my mom’s  What i really love about unexpected gifts that perfectly reflect your personality is that they make the best spiritual armor. Why? Because they are given to honor who you are, and then they are enchanted with the thoughtful love of the person who gave them to you! This person is basically a stranger to me, but she surprised me with a shirt that said immediately, “I’m so you!” |
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Post by ben on Jun 7, 2018 19:33:36 GMT
Nice shirt! My dad had a similar dragon tattooed on his arm.
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 7, 2018 22:27:51 GMT
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 7, 2018 23:38:57 GMT
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 9, 2018 20:37:07 GMT
There is a new series coming to netflix about a secret order of magicians and the people who seek to make them disappear forever.
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 9, 2018 20:42:22 GMT
le bad feelsz.
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 9, 2018 20:47:45 GMT
El is like whatever is imprisoning Daisey in this scene, he has her outside of spacetime, and he's convinced himself he can keep her there...but it seems like she breaks some sort of seal on her mind and wakes up. Too bad for him, unless that was his plan all along.
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Post by ben on Jun 9, 2018 20:51:45 GMT
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 9, 2018 20:56:39 GMT
#12 Trending...
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 9, 2018 21:02:49 GMT
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 9, 2018 21:49:53 GMT
It never dies, but it's tastier with cinnamon. Everything is. Yum.
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 9, 2018 22:02:05 GMT
"El....why are you clueing me in right now?" "It's more fun that way. Good luck."  |
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 9, 2018 22:03:17 GMT
he's usually bored. that's the conclusion that I think I've come to.
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 9, 2018 22:12:17 GMT
I suppose I didn't know that celestial was caelistis in latin when I wrote the story, but celestial was supposed to the anakim gone rogue. I guess she stole the illuminati from the illuminati and then they couldn't get it back. I haven't finished writing it yet obviously but it's something to that tune.
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 9, 2018 22:21:29 GMT
what do you think Porter Robinson meant by this?Why did he keep talking about an angel chasm where a digital self is manifest through an AI gate? Is he schizo too? 
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 9, 2018 22:57:41 GMT
They posted this today.
It says "welcome to the dawn of a new age" maybe 30 times, but it's hard to say what the artist's intention could have been here...
Like, hmm. Did Monstercat talk to Porter Robinson and decide they wanted to make songs about a new aeon? Did these random DJs study Enochian or did someone tell them about Crowley? Why do they keep doing this? Is it that they are actually just all syncing on the same idea? Or is it like, an agenda?
...IDK...what do you think?
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 10, 2018 0:08:15 GMT
I think...related to the "SYNC" thread...when a song gets stuck in your head, your unconscious is being somehow prompted by it. There is some kind of process that is hitting "play" from the memory bank. And we have a surprisingly good memory for songs. This is the one that is prompting me.
Particularly the lyric "You're the lock and I'm the key-e-e".
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Post by Caylus Ark on Jun 15, 2018 20:11:21 GMT
I wrote some el experience back in oct 2017
Berserker
"Hmm. Interesting," eL mused.
"Sir?"
"She's using her pain as a springboard to wake herself up..."
The lab assistant glanced at her icy boss in consternation. "Why?"
A vague outline of a smile flickered on his lips.
"She intends to use the chaotic energy of pain to break through our illusion. As she elicits pain from her own psyche, she uses the pain to fuel a sort of blind rage..."
"A sort of, manual overdrive, so to speak, sir?"
"Indeed...yes. That is a good way to describe it. She's put all her chips on the table with this."
They both observed her form behind the double-paned glass walls. The room where they held her was all white, and she sat cross-legged on the floor with her eyes closed. But something was strange - her hair hung suspended in a glowing red static.
"So all this energy," the lab assistant mused, turning to the analytic monitors on either side of the clear glass window. One parameter seemed to be going haywire - the variable doesn't have an equivalent in our society, yet. It measured consciousness output - spiritual energy. It flashed red while the monitors bleeped in alarm.
El begun to tap his serious black pen on the chrome countertop, studying his subject with a fierce intensity, as if she'd taken a dare that he'd only posed rhetorically.
"She very well might kill herself trying to do this..." El mumbled, half to himself.
"Sir? What will happen if -" her eyes darted furtively, and she lowered her voice, "if she breaks free?"
A cruel smirk played across El's face. If she was reading him correctly, he enjoyed this possibility. Perhaps even...was hoping for it?
"If she wakes up to this level of reality..." El spoke quietly, but with a firm and unhesitating tone; "I will make her my pet. For you see, this is no ordinary type of hero. What we have on our hands is a chaosmancer."
"I expect waking up to find herself in an interdimensional stasis holding lab will not make her happy."
"She will, of course, hate me. And by hating me, she will fulfill my design."
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