iamdeadnow

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I don't know why in the morning this happened

Do you, the one looking through my eyes, do you know who I am?

Am I dead? I don't really know. I can't quite grasp the concept anymore. I'm in a nice place. At least I think I'm "in" a place. I can see the green grass, though I have no eyes. I can hear the wind through the trees, though I have no ears. I can feel the warm sunshine, though I have no hands. Off in the distance I see two doors, and I vaguely remember something about two different places called "heaven" and "hell". And for some reason, I feel each of the doors leads to one. Am I supposed to choose one? Does the grand scheme of life end in a choice based purely on chance? Or am I supposed to just accept my new state and stay here? Or am I dreaming? Someone please help me I'm quite lost, and I thought maybe someone already dead could maybe help me.

Anyway, sorry for the long post, but it's been weighing on my mind recently, and since I only have my mind, it's really quite heavy.

ive been trying for months and I Can't Become Wall Paper sheet water bottle of 5 dollar bill

Wth is happening? What is this subreddit for? Im so confused?!

<START>+ %hello my name is Met, my consciousness is currently in a SCCU. Single. Consciousness. Containment. Unit. I'm unable to get a reading on when or where I am and need to synch with local matrices.% +<END>

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I have been struggling these past few centuries to acquire a good sized chunk (3302.43112Kg) of radium for the being in order for the fraction of my knowledge to enter it's artificial brain. Help is reqiured for the |x + 1 - x2| = 2(2x2 - 1)

Hello fellow beings, erm, entities?

My self-unit recently procured a Quantum Coherence Oscillator from those pesky 3rd-dimensioners a reputable vendor. I was eagerly trying to consolidate my existence into a singular plane (I'm currently spread across multiple timelines, such a hassle amirite?), but I now seem to be stuck in a 7-phase hyper-continuum.

Problem 1: Every time I sneeze, a new mini-universe is birthed from my nose. It's cute at first, but with over 3,287 mini-universes, I'm running out of names. Sneezeverse-X27 is quite rebellious and has started to demand its own health insurance.

Problem 2: My emotional spectrum has been inverted. When I'm trying to feel happiness, I end up dissolving into an existential soup, and when I'm sad, my vibrational frequency peaks causing local reality disruptions. My cat transformed into an abstract concept, and now I just have the idea of a cat.

Problem 3: My shadow now argues with me about quantum mechanics and insists that it's from a superior dimension. Last night it took my car for a spin in the 9th dimension, and now my insurance won't cover the damages.

Does anyone have the customer service number for the Quantum Coherence Oscillator? The manual is in 4D braille, and I'm afraid I might erase part of my existence if I read it wrong. Also, any tips on preventing mini-universe rebellions would be great.

Lastly, if anyone finds a mischievous, talkative shadow driving a car in their dimension, please send it back. It owes me for gas.

Thanks and remember: when existence gives you lemons, make multi-dimensional lemonade.

Sensory Sensations are Sensations of the sensory Sensations of the sensory are Sensations of the mind Sensations of the mind are Sensations of you Sensations are the Sensations of the Sensations... It felt very strange it felt very lai

By the time I see it when my lights go to the other side, the worlds collapse but lives inquiry rivets and 0 things will protime backwards.

Could it be certain cereal?

It’s painful

Due to unforeseen unnecessary inconvenience caused at YOUR local Walmart I have unfriendly customers who attend my lemonade Spode cactus sale. And unfortunately my desk is not an orange and I have a black and white one that I have not seen before and I have not seen weeweeweeee.

As the world ends, every moment fracturing deep within each other in a failure of spacetime itself, the gaze of the reaper illuminates with blue flame and lightning. It's last words before this universe's collapse...

Worry not, for within the circles of that letter G are the life on earth; do not worry, you will still go to heaven. All those poor microbes outside our planet earth are left to scatter into nihil in the rest of the letters. Ignore the fact I used some edgy ass stock image of a blue flaming skull with a keyboard having g highlighted as an analogy for this final future.

i'm just gonna scooch in here if you,,,, don't mind

believe me, saturn is our god. not real.

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If this only, fantasized his own frail, groundless—and thus, the part of this fruitless idol, submitting to an imagined law of flesh and blood, but which only accomplishes catatonia.

The encounters you and I. I’m not falling, I just miss the glow.

The dormant waters when thunder meant. I know too.

Such is good to throw away. These rare moments should be.

All over before. Nothing means nothing only means.

Dread every pursuit. Sometimes but only ever to be slowly, and away.

By else but you.

With the passage of time the images have suffered so much. We could barely make out the traces. Now we come to hidden words, which sometimes appear openly, as in the twilight.

Simple, once-folded, always all-embracing, a deluge which inundated everything, and has nothing whatever to do with sin.

Null contains the other one-form, the little mouse, little oneling, any at all. The negative combined with this to form none, not any. No figure. History will be discussed later. Not one, but one-like members of the same tribe, only, alone, all-one.

The wild boar lives or ought to live alone.