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No.

It doesn’t work that way.

If you’re in hell forever because you’re nice.

That will make men kill themselves

I’m tougher than those men.

Why? Because my mind is strong.

You shame quid pro quo.

When people give people common decency and they get nothing in return but only hell, all they want to do is die.

Women are killing millions of men a year because of this.

The blood is on women’s hands.

Men like me are kind enough to stay here.

The social scientists this world actually use the term shit. I was surprised when I saw these esteemed men using the word shit in their papers and lectures.

Women put men through what is called the shit test. That’s literally the word for it.

I once dated a sociopath and she asked me a simple question …

If I had no arms or legs would you always carry me in a backpack?

She was cruel as fuck.

I said no.

Then one night we had dinner and as dessert I have crème brûlée. I said I loved it. Now who’s this really mean person to me who looked at me and said…. But you won’t say you love me.

I can put up with anybody.

From most men’s perspective, women have no souls. They appease women because they want to be naked with them.

I do not appease women to get naked with them.

I can endure a psychopath my whole life.

But I’m not going to lie to them.

I want to explain something about me.

Believe it or not, I have an extreme amount of intelligence and humor and I can comfort people in my presence.

I’ve dated women who are the daughters of billionaires.

My mother and I could have been set for life.

We’re only a lower middle class family.

If I thought like a woman, I’d have jumped on it.

I’ll explain more about me if you really want to know.

I live off the kindness of others to teach the cosmos. Not only teach, but to go to actual hell realms to pull them out.

I don’t ask for much.

You have to stomp on lots of hearts to be extremely wealthy.

I have no interest in that.

My biggest in the world is my mothers feelings:

That’s why I remote controlled the entire universe to not be murdered.

Not only that, I wanted humans to know these things.

This is a message for all the beings in existence.

You don’t have the power to hide my life:

Nobody does.

There will be a reckoning.

And then you will see.

Do you tell your mother you love her? If yes, about how often?

(You do seem to care about her feelings, so I do assume you love her.)

Do you show her you love her without words? In what ways?

How does she show you she loves you? What is your evidence?

Final questions: Have you ever been with a woman who wasn’t cruel? Did you tell her you love her? How did it end?

In earthly knowledge I love her and say it and she loves me and proves it.

I wear two hats though. I think cosmically. Love is a term people use on earth to manipulate people.

The connections are so much subtler than stupid words like love.

To add to that. I’ll tell you a joke my mom and I had.

She insisted I needed a new bed. I argued with her that my 30 year old bed would last me my whole life!

But mom always wins the debates.

I told her… (because I like to sleep cold). That they have new beds that control temperature. She looked it up and they were ten thousand dollars … then she looked back at me and said…

I don’t love you that much!

Then we both laughed.

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Damn. It’s really too bad you won’t be with just one nice woman (who could mentally blow you up at the drop of a hat).

Did your mom ever tell you if you keep making that face it’s gonna stick that way? Same with the hats you wear. That’s actually how vice and virtue are developed.

But if there is a desire in you to develop virtue, you already have it. Just don’t take off the hat. Or you’ll blow up.

“And that’s the way the republic crumbles.” Sorry. Stray thoughts demanding to be spoken. Much obliged tips hat

Never forget that I told you to run. Never forget that. I did my due diligence.

I don’t run anymore. I wear flip flops.

The question Shakespeare posed has an answer.

To be or not to be.

The correct answer is not to be.

When you look at nothing at all man as a superhero. Everyone cheers him on, but he always loses.

And that depresses everyone.

I’m in hell forever because I’m sensitive and smart. Anyone who hurts me will be sent to hell as well. And then they’ll know what I know.

I’m like that, too.

But if the hurt is not intentional, and the desire is to love well, what can’t be worked through?

That’s why I made a new plan.

In the confines, the cages, the prison, of this current reality.

We need to break out and break free.

This current reality in its design only sends everyone to hell forever and better ones and worse ones.

I know that of which I speak.

I already solved the problem. We need to get on the same platform.

In net speak it’s existence 2.0

pass.

or, rather, fail.

too bad.

Are you a sycophant?

Why?

I gave my life to everyone.

That’s what the old ones do.

I’m lead on the project. I’m older than god.

In my life, it’s all your choices, even to be able to make a choice.

The old ones always do that.

When you give your life to everyone, you give your life to no one. Just seems like you have an open spot.

I hear politicians say the same thing to avoid being boots on the ground. Just saying.

Are you a politician?

Another fail.

You’re trying. That’s interesting.

I hate politics.

I don’t trust people with my life. I gave them my soul.

I’m their slave.

I’m old enough to know it exposes the traitors.

Humans are off the hook by the way. Pun intended.

Hm. Fishy.

This is you right before a transgender player caught your eye:

I recorded that on my phone and uploaded it to YouTube. Prolly took less than five minutes. Just saying.

Humans were mistaught.

There are also beings who think they’re above cosmic law.

They have tons of power.

I’m basically a defense attorney and prosecutor.

To be perfectly honest…

I don’t want to be.

But we all live forever.

That I can’t change.

You’ll see it someday.

We may all live forever, but whether you’re the prosecutor or the defense ends at death in this life. And you kinda have to recognize that those are two different things in order to say you transcend them or do both. They don’t cancel each other out, otherwise the best defense wouldn’t be a good offense. Or is that vice versa? I’m so confused.

How about you be a prosecutor, and I’ll be a defender, and we call a super long recess to deal with those technicalities?

Yeah. Being old def rocks.

throws the gavel like a tomahawk and it ricochets off the lurkers’ heads