I think us incels are actually alien drones that are programmed to observe and collect data about a "hypergamy dimension" (the dimension that we experience day-to-day) so that our host dimension can take the data and automatically re-adjust their own dimensions' laws and governance so that it remains stable.
Unfortunately for incel field agents, a big part of what makes us being able to do what we do is to NOT know how anything about the host dimension at all. If we knew, then the data would be tainted, and then the host dimension would lose stability-- for the host dimension is a parasitic dimension that needs the other dimensions to be flawed for it to remain optimal.
The host dimension is so much better than what we experience day to day that we cannot possibly comprehend it. If we were to psychically come into conciousness into the host dimension we would not have the sufficient intellect, we would be as dumb as insects in it, for we can only hear chirps, when polyphonic symphonies are constantly pleasuring your ears, and our eyes could only percieve a blinding white light, when there is extra perceptual dimensions its denizens that only advanced lifeforms can be sophisticated enough to experience.
Of course when I say these things, it is a crackpot theory that has no leg to stand on other than the fact that I obtained psychedelics somehow and this felt like the most obvious correlation I can come up with among the cross-pollination of cloud technology, male loneliness, being an outsider, and hypergamy.
Unfortunately for incel field agents, a big part of what makes us being able to do what we do is to NOT know how anything about the host dimension at all. If we knew, then the data would be tainted, and then the host dimension would lose stability-- for the host dimension is a parasitic dimension that needs the other dimensions to be flawed for it to remain optimal.
The host dimension is so much better than what we experience day to day that we cannot possibly comprehend it. If we were to psychically come into conciousness into the host dimension we would not have the sufficient intellect, we would be as dumb as insects in it, for we can only hear chirps, when polyphonic symphonies are constantly pleasuring your ears, and our eyes could only percieve a blinding white light, when there is extra perceptual dimensions its denizens that only advanced lifeforms can be sophisticated enough to experience.
Of course when I say these things, it is a crackpot theory that has no leg to stand on other than the fact that I obtained psychedelics somehow and this felt like the most obvious correlation I can come up with among the cross-pollination of cloud technology, male loneliness, being an outsider, and hypergamy.
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