last night i meditated on the word "self-compassion" and it brought up images of the virgin mary for whatever reason. she was a brown, older woman in blue garments with a monalisa-esque smile. she hugged me and i experienced some kind of blissful state, it immediately relaxed me and flew throughout my body. when i looked back on old memories, those cringe ones that i have to yell "kill yourself" whenever they come up for me, i could only feel sadness, not anger or self-hatred, just sadness. "of course it all happened that way, you never had any control in the first place" my actions made deep sense to me and i could no longer feel that familiar mixture of guilt & shame. i drifted off into sleep and didn't wake up for 16 hours. i had lots of interesting movie-like dreams. in one instance, i was a sniper and i shot some arab "non-combatant" while laughing about it, but then i felt bad about it, then i was running in a zig-zag avoiding enemy artillery explosions. there's no deeper

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meaning to this dream, i think it was just suggestion from watching the call of duty mw4 trailer yesterday.

anyway, it's pretty amazing when i can access these altered states of consciousness purely through meditation. i doubt the cough syrup tranny ever felt this kind of bliss while zoinked out of his mind on dxm or whatever glue he sniffs. the blissful state is gone and i'm back to regular patterns, but i'm going to meditate on it some more until i can access "self-compassion" on demand. my tulpa experiments also brought along with them new affects that i couldn't access before. "love" was completely foreign to me and i just yanked it out of the void like it was always there but asleep.

I'm bored where the wizzies at where the wizzies at where the wizzies at

I finna treat you right witchie...you only pick the bad chads but I'm a nice guy you can trust G, trust cuh, say no less....

What rotten lies are the moids cooking up today?

Did a moid create this site? I can tell because it seems soulless.

Convincing a moid not to rape is like trying to convince the wind not to blow or the sun not to shine. All moids are opportunist rapists.

Every moid I've ever met has been a pedophile. I wouldn't leave my sister with any of them.

Moids are like dogs in that they would try to sniff your ass if they thought they could get away with it. It's awkward leaving a seat near a moid caz they'll sniff it after you leave. They're sick fucking freaks.

Moids trying to justify their pre-mature ejaculation like the moid can do anything but think about its own selfish needs.

Most of the so called "wizards" here would try to rape me if they were alone for a second. I wouldn't give them the chance.

I expect moids to buy me a lovely dinner and to wait at least a month before their hand goes any where near my pants. Even then, I might have to ghost them.

https://nc3rs.org.uk/3rs-resources/rat-tickling/rat-tickling-certification

all moids here need to get certified in this. a moid that cant tickle rats well is not worth my time.

I love romance anime. I wish moids acted like the moids in those anime. Too bad all moids only care about sex.

Every moid here is a twisted freak that would kill their own family just to get laid.

Did you come from crystal cafe? can you invite some more witchies over to soupchan? maybe we can start a wizzie and witch dating service