
WeirdPanda
Drone strike her pussy.
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I've already confessed, rightfully castigated for my past behaviors and my sins. With months and timespans of self-reflection, solitude and learning to love myself no matter what wrongs I've done. Because hating yourself is the greatest sin that one can have--hating yourself will often escape, and the hatred will be directed to others in an attempt to preserve the self and the ego. The greatest rehabilitation, moral enlightenment, comes only after the greatest obstacles in the mind, days and days of being stoned and crucified for misdemeanors and humbling yourself of your ego even among the pit of snakes.
It's like an ember that has been lit deep inside my soul--my heart which once plunged into darkness from the moment I was born. And now I'm relieved. Finally relieved of all this suffering so that I can focus on greater thing that could allow me to become a joyful and loving person. But alas that is not enough--with the constraints of society and capitalism, a hourglass neverending.
But that's beside the point, I've let go of the bad feelings and embraced only the good deep inside my soul. And while I may not believe in hell or heaven in the original, metaphysical sense, I believe that hell and heaven are metaphors for what we make of our own inner worlds. And as I was in purgatory, I've judged and deemed myself worthy of being in heaven.
It's like an ember that has been lit deep inside my soul--my heart which once plunged into darkness from the moment I was born. And now I'm relieved. Finally relieved of all this suffering so that I can focus on greater thing that could allow me to become a joyful and loving person. But alas that is not enough--with the constraints of society and capitalism, a hourglass neverending.
But that's beside the point, I've let go of the bad feelings and embraced only the good deep inside my soul. And while I may not believe in hell or heaven in the original, metaphysical sense, I believe that hell and heaven are metaphors for what we make of our own inner worlds. And as I was in purgatory, I've judged and deemed myself worthy of being in heaven.