Topic: The explanation to everything - page 9. (Read 9581 times)

This week on the dank show:

Dank watches breaking bad, imagines how better and interesting his life would be with fake hippies that want to kill him.
Getting out of debt: the power of not recognising your debtor as real anymore.
"How I gave everyhing away", the story of a man child who accessed the internet through his guitar, las of his possessions.
How to make the fact that you are now a vagrant smelly hobo who can't afford to eat sound like a voluntary life style.
Getting a job to pay for shit: the great terror coming over danktown soon!

No doubt she left you princess, you sound like the most extreme case of USI hippy ever.

Lol, " I wasn't able to show to court when I tried and I really don't believe I should change my life because someone wants to punish a kid for committing victimless acts.". You really think you get to decide, consult or debate the fact you're going to jail.

Aww, someone's going to get molested...

Judge me as you wish, most of the US adult population is forever indebted, until we forgive eachother for our debts and mistakes, and leave our system of greed for a system of sharing.

So you've written off your creditors. Scammer tag on it's way.

Another Dank troll thread.

I will pay everyone back with love, all those that are accepting of it.  Those that understand and believe my words will make a loving transition to the new world rather than a fearful transition to confusion.  If the world that is ends, you have the choice to allow fear direct you to death, or for love to lead you to heaven.

When you understand the universe is infinite, you understand you can explore this plane of reality in any manner you believe, as a point of consciousness, when all doubt in our mind is abandoned.  This happens at death, or when humans learn how to consciously stop killing.  The later is much more peaceful.

Very disappointed in you, dank.

So you're going to pay him back in love?

You may not see it now, but living in a state of heaven, where your consciousness controls everything you see and feel, eternally in love, is a bit greater than a temporary possession of greed.

No, I did not intend this for squall, but I have no way to earn that money with the time I have.  There's much more to life for all of us.

Please contribute a positive change to squall.

Allow me to add, my life is proof that karma is real.  I gave everything I owned, except my guitar and amp, away.  I have no money, yet I continue to contribute a positive change in society.  I have no money, yet I'm happier than ever.  Perhaps you don't need material possessions to be happy, I found the less I had, the happier I felt.

I now have a warrant for my arrest, for trespassing at 10:30 at a public park, on Halloween, and for speeding like 15 over.  I wasn't able to show to court when I tried and I really don't believe I should change my life because someone wants to punish a kid for committing victimless acts.

On December 27th, my friend and I went to see a music show that a kid we had met invited us to.  Yo momma's big fat booty ban at the Lincoln theater in Raleigh.  The thing turned out to be largey a sting operation.  I noticed that night was out of the ordinary.  Sketchy people continuously approached us talking about drugs, while they clearly weren't taking any.  They were talking from memory, not from their heart.  I could feel the fear in them when they spoke.  I could feel them focusing on me the entire night.  Little did they know, all the energy spent watching and judging me would grow me as a person, I've never grown so much in one day.  While they living in fear and working, I was living in love and dancing.

Despite their brilliant effort to arrest the oh so hostile Sean Martin, I didn't bring my ID.  By the extent of this operation, the number of people involved, it was clear ego was out to kill love, which manifested by a bunch of drunk adults watching two kids enjoy their night on LSD.

After we left, we walked to this kid's appartment where I was nearly murdered.  I can't give you physical proof of these events, but the signs were all there.  These kids are acting maniacal and laughing sinically, dressed as hippies, yet emitting nothing but negative energy.  They hinted towards their knowledge of killing a known fugitive on a dozen hits of acid.  I talked about how money is inevitably worthless, with no avail to shutter out the negative energy they channeled.  It wasn't until I had a thought in the bathroom and voiced it, I told them that they have the freewill to do anything they want, but they'll have to live with their choices forever, for what you manifest into reality changes the world forever.  I could tell by their response, silence, that I had struck a chord.  I could feel the change of heart enact in these kids' minds.

This entre night, I was highly aware people were out to arrest me and apparently out to kill me if the former fails.  If I had drank alcohol and lost awareness, I can easily see how their plans would've worked.

I am simply stating the 'justice' system is fucked.  It only protects those that create the rules, not the population that the rules are enforced against.  I clearly put myself in a position where people will either love or hate me.  It makes sense, that those whom cannot let go of the past and their illusion of possession and power will have a beef with someone attempting to end that phase of humanity.

History nearly repeated itself, I was nearly crucified for monetary gain.  I wasn't because I was highly observant of my surroundings and highly connected to other human beings, qualities I would attribute to LSD use and more importantly, complete conscious awareness.

Now that I voiced the truth, you can either believe it as the truh and see the deeply flawed elements of society that would result in the Raleigh police department and some wealthy individuals targeting an 18 year old that voiced a contrasting opinion on the Internet, or we can continue to doubt dank, until something or someone undeniably changes reality.

The truth will come out with time, it always does.

Let me add, I forgive everyone involved in that night that later realized the mistakes they made by sacrificiing their will for money.  It's up to them to forgive themselves, though.

So greed is out to destroy love, evidently.  Will we allow greed to end the life of a child, only to realize our mistakes thereafter?  Or will we become observant enough, to the point we can understand my perspective and enact the change needed to better the world.  Your choice, greed or love.  Love lasts forever.

Auden, Musée des Beaux Arts

About suffering they were never wrong,
The Old Masters; how well, they understood
Its human position; how it takes place
While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;
How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting
For the miraculous birth, there always must be
Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating
On a pond at the edge of the wood:
They never forgot
That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course
Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot
Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse
Scratches its innocent behind on a tree.

In Breughel's Icarus, for instance: how everything turns away
Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may
Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry,
But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shone
As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green
Water; and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.

Could you kindly point me to the seller you buy drugs from on silk road. I've got to get some of whatever you're on. Sounds amazing.

This oddly seems appropriate:

I give! Where does one get pure water?

Last weekend I cleared my body of toxins for two days.  This includes drugs and food.  People fail to realize food is one of the most destructive drugs.  When you're body is free from food and drugs, you reach a state of complete awareness.

I'm stopping tripping, smoking weed, I have already found complete peace without any external chemicals to stimulate my mind, something I could not once have without a chemical to numb my ego.

Feel free to judge, at the end of day, I'm in the best shape of my life mentally and physically.  By the way, we're all addicted to drugs here, water is the only pure thing we ingest.

That's exactly what I was going to post. And the exact wording, to boot. You stole my thunder! I remember when my thunder was first stolen. It was raining outside. The birds...

I thought I heard something. Guess it was nothing. Where was I? Oh yes, the birds. The birds were...

There it is again! Is somebody fuckin' with me?

Why am I now feeling so...

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You're such a hypocrite Dank.

tl;dr. Post your address so we can contact the police before you kill someone.