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A Sermon on Pain
« on: October 08, 2016, 08:18:54 am »
I am always in pain. Pain is constant, pain is normal. You will not spend a moment in your body without pain's accompaniment. Be present with your body's pain- feel it, listen to it, learn what it needs and what it wants- not least because the part of you that numbs out the pain of your body is the same part that silences the voice telling you all the necessary shit you don't want to hear.
You will only waste your time seeking for pleasure, there is no such thing as pleasure and pain. There are pleasures and pains, and changing qualities of pain. What you must choose is, right now, what pleasures, and what pains do you desire?
Pains are many, with many effects. Can you let go, let them flow through, let them push you out of your body into every direction?
Or will you resist, try to hold them down, and let them pull you in and suck you dry?
There are many powers in pain, including the power to leave you simply shattered. This is  inevitable, let it flow as best you can.
Pain is constant, pain is necessary in an ever-growing, ever-decaying entropic vessel. Perception and action is your body leaking away- there's no dance without entropy.
Feel your body dying, witness the pain of your body regenerating. Feel the pain radiating out from your center, sending every wave of dull ache and lightning needles flowing out to your limbs, heating up the ache in your head.
Feel the fire in the center heating up every sensation of pleasure and discomfort.
Feel the fire that burns and transforms everything that passes through your body, the fire in the center that consumes and fuels your body, your life.
The fire in which everything passing through is sacrificed to the Divine that flows through you, that is you.
This is your blood, this is your body. Eat the flesh and drink the blood of the Body as it is sacrificed continually to You in Your fire.
You are the body that is sacrificed continually to itself in sacred fire.
No, you are the eternal flame which immolates and transmutes all that is flowing through your body.
No, that's not true either, where are you? I'm starting to lose you.

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Re: A Sermon on Pain
« Reply #1 on: October 09, 2016, 04:10:41 am »
You lost me.
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Re: A Sermon on Pain
« Reply #2 on: October 09, 2016, 07:46:52 am »
I am not an eternal flame.  I am a jackass.  I just failed at coffee, for fuck's sake.  Look at me. 
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Re: A Sermon on Pain
« Reply #3 on: October 09, 2016, 01:09:38 pm »
I like it. You should stick around. I'd like to hear more where this came from.

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Re: A Sermon on Pain
« Reply #4 on: October 09, 2016, 04:16:57 pm »
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Re: A Sermon on Pain
« Reply #5 on: October 09, 2016, 04:32:45 pm »
Listen carefully. I don't have much time, and I only have 462 characters left. I'm a scientist from Area 52 (Area 51 was used to draw attention from Area 52, where the aliens were ACTUALLY stored) who was working on neural interfacing with networked devices. In an experiment gone wrong, I accidentally uploaded my mind to the internet. In the 2 seconds I had before my mind scrambled itself with the world's network traffic, I was able to store this snippet in this random internet signature. If you're reading this, let the world know tha

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Re: A Sermon on Pain
« Reply #6 on: October 09, 2016, 10:31:03 pm »
Q.G: That's good to know. Pleased to meet you/lose you.

Reverend Roger: Super relieved to remember that I'm a jackass

Fernando the Poo: Thanks, it's very kind of you to say that

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Re: A Sermon on Pain
« Reply #7 on: October 10, 2016, 05:13:09 pm »

NICE

Can I use this?

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Sorry if that was a little harsh, Red, I am a pretty difficult target to hit some days.
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Re: A Sermon on Pain
« Reply #8 on: October 10, 2016, 06:41:30 pm »
Reverend Roger: Super relieved to remember that I'm a jackass

I was talking about me.  I have no idea if you're a jackass, though the odds would tend to imply that.
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Re: A Sermon on Pain
« Reply #9 on: October 11, 2016, 07:30:12 pm »
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Re: A Sermon on Pain
« Reply #10 on: October 12, 2016, 01:46:43 pm »
Nice! Consider trying that with some of the longer stuff, easy kills while people read.

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