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#the missile is eepy
honkygay · 11 months
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TASTE THE RAINBOW MOTHER FUCKER‼️‼️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️
SHOVING MY RESURGED PJO SPECIAL INTEREST DOWN EVERYONES THROATS‼️‼️‼️
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irradiate-space · 27 days
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the kitty is eepy at all times it knows this, because it knows where it sleepn't by subtracting where it slept from where it sleepn't, or where it sleepn't from where it slept, it obtains a difference, or sleep deprivation
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apnourry · 7 days
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tired asf workouts tho
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yaka-arrow · 6 months
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world’s clingiest cyborg
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etherealspacejelly · 4 months
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EVERYONE SHUT UP FOR A SEC
thank you. i present:
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her.
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tsukingas · 20 days
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a mimir for the lord of darkness
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dreamy-melody · 6 months
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the thing around her neck is a neck pillow 🤓☝🏻
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willowflower161 · 8 months
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Sleepy Nine 💤
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chososdiscordkitten · 21 days
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hello hai hai, sooooooooo...... ummmmmm, unfortunately I wont be posting fics for a few days- I dunno why but im so exhausted, literally have been writing with my eyes closed (??), ive had a rlly bad cough too, I feel drained as hell and need a teensy little mini break. ik I promised gojo breeding fic and jjk men as women this week but I literally cannot keep my eyes open longer than a few mins. (im dying) I hope you can forgive me, ill still be active- just not gonna post any fics for a min💔
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batrogers · 2 months
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@aur0ralights asked me to draw this, so you may all enjoy.
All their fault.
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weheid · 3 months
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kitty Ranpo!!!! kitty Ranpo!!!!
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Fuzzy fluffy cute eepy!!!!!!!!!!!
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hideout-for-raccoons · 11 months
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Had the best nap the other day
Human was cool too
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slippy-socks · 4 months
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merry christmas have a ghoul
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The missile knows where it is at all times because it knows where it isn't. Concerning the missile's self-awareness, we must first acknowledge the rich tapestry of existential and ontological inquiry this inadvertently weaves. The missile, a metaphor for the human condition, embarks on a Sisyphean journey of self-discovery, perpetually grappling with the duality of being and non-being. Its existential odyssey, narrated in a delightfully paradoxical and convoluted manner, echoes the philosophical musings of Heidegger's Dasein and Sartre's notion of 'being-for-itself'.
At its core, the missile's quandary encapsulates a profound dichotomy between knowledge and ignorance, existence and nonexistence, being and nothingness. The missile's incessant calculations and recalibrations symbolize humanity's unending quest for self-identity and purpose in a transitory world. Its reliance on negative definitions – understanding where it is by discerning where it is not – mirrors our own existential debacles. We often define ourselves not by what we are, but by what we are not, an act of self-creation through negation.
The missile's foray into the realms of epistemology and metaphysics reveals that its knowledge of location is contingent upon a continuous process of differentiation and deviation, echoing the Heraclitan concept of 'becoming' as opposed to the Parmenidean 'being'. This underscores the fluidity of knowledge and truth, suggesting that understanding is not a static state but rather a dynamic process of constant adjustment and adaptation. Moreover, the missile's relentless pursuit of positional certainty mirrors the human quest for existential certainty. As the missile undergoes continuous recalibration, its journey becomes emblematic of the transitory nature of knowledge. Each correction and deviation, rather than leading to definitive answers, reflects a postmodern landscape filled with outdated epistemological frameworks striving to resolve uncertainties amidst an infinite spectrum of possible interpretations. This conveys that reality is not a fixed or easily, permanently definable entity, but rather an ever-evolving mosaic of interpretations, each competing for present validity within an ever-turbulent aerial tapestry.
The existential tableau of the missile's journey is an allegory to the Absurd, as conceptualized by Camus. In this indifferent cosmos, the missile's ceaseless recalibrations serve as a stark metaphor for humanity's vain pursuit of meaning and certainty. Each correction in its path, while mechanically precise, is futile and leading to its own demise while simultaneously realizing its fated nonexistence, reflecting humanity's penchant for seeking permanence in an abstract universe. Here, the missile also encapsulates the ultimate irony of existence: the journey toward a meaningless destination, guided only by that which once was, and what is not.
The phrase "it now is", in reference to arriving at a position where it wasn't, from a position where it was, encapsulates a moment of existential actualization, a fleeting instance where the missile's purpose aligns with its being, only to be immediately thrust back into a state of flux. This ephemeral nature of its trajectory is emblematic of the human condition, where moments of clarity and understanding are often transient and elusive.
In the transformative moments that the missile ultimately experiences, marked by a deterministic cessation from being where it need not be, we are presented with a profound and unidirectional metamorphosis. This fleeting juncture, wherein positional knowledge, acquired through negation, converges with the realization of an externally imposed purpose, not fully grasped by the missile, which marks the end of its original identity and function. The missile, in this context, ceases to exist as what is classically considered to be a missile. It actualizes a state akin to dissolution, yet it is not entirely annihilated. This embodies the concept of the impermanence of form and the fluidity of identity. This resonates deeply with the Buddhist concept of Anatta, the doctrine of non-self, which asserts the absence of an unchanging, permanent self. Its components, while no longer collectively forming a 'missile', persist in varied forms, challenging our notions of fixed identity. Furthermore, the missile's disintegration, while suggestive of destruction, simultaneously represents the perpetual cycle of creation and dissolution inherent in nature and existence. Therefore, in its terminal act, the missile transcends into a symbol of existential ascendancy. This scenario prompts us to reevaluate our understanding of existence, identity, and the transient nature of purpose, fostering a reflection that intertwines elements of metaphysics and existential philosophy.
In a broader sense, the missile is a meta-commentary on the absurdity of the human condition. The missile's labyrinthine logic, while appearing superficially nonsensical to the ignorant, is a poignant metaphor for the often absurd and circular reasoning humans employ in their quest to make sense of their existence.
The missile, necessarily differentiating the algebraic sum of where it was and where it shouldn't be, from where it shouldn't be from where it wasn't, is much more profound than a mere analysis of the missile's guidance system, but a rich, multilayered philosophical treatise. It challenges us to ponder the nature of knowledge, existence, and the human condition, wrapped in a deceptive cloak of simplicity deviation, variation, and error. The missile's journey is our journey – a never-ending quest to understand ourselves and our place in the cosmos, forever oscillating between presence and absence, knowing where we are and where we are not, and most profoundly, existence and oblivion.
(source: u/AToneDeafBard, r/NCD)
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dee-the-red-witch · 5 months
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in a similar vein to the first “the missile” copypasta, can you also do this one?
the missile is very tired. he is eepy. the missile has had a very long day of splashing bandits and wants to take just a small sleep. he eeby and neebies to sleebie. mibsile sleepy and need bed by time. the missile is currently experiencing critical levels of being a sleehjy little guy and needs to go to beb. he is retired and needs to slep. just a little sleejing time as a treat. mibsilelelele neebs to slek for twired boyo. just a lil guy. mibsipaleebeelee needs his beaty sleep. look at him go! he yawn bib cause he skeegy. neebs to falafel asleep. ni ni time. goodnight, mr the missile.
How do I gear myself up for walking to the car shop for anew battery in the rain? By getting silly with some more voice recording, of course.
Ok, now that was just. Do you KNOW how much I had to keep from cracking myself up?
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luckybunttv · 10 months
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🎩: "You mutht excuthe him!"
🐇: "The dormouse is very tired!"
🎩: "He ith eepy."
🐇: "The dormouse has had a very long day of splashing bandits, you see-"
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🎩: "-and thimply mutht take jutht a thmol thleeb!"
🐇: "He eeby and neebies to sleeby!"
🐭: "...Dormoubse sleepy and need bed-bye time..."
🐇: "You heard him! The dormouse is currently experiencing critical levels of being a sleevjy little guy and needs to go to bedb!"
🎩: "He ith ver tired and needth to thlep!"
🐭: "...Just a little sleejing time as a treat..."
🎩: nods in agreement, "Jutht a little-" he stops in surprise and frowns at the dormouse. "Dormylele needth to thlek, ver twired boyo."
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🐇: Nodding in agreement, "Just a lil guy."
🐭: Drifting off, "...Dormbillibille needs his beaty sleeb..."
🐇: "Look at him go!"
🎩: "He yawn big cauthe he thkeejy, needth to falafel athleep."
🐇: "Nini time!"
Alice: "Goodnight, mister the dormouse."
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