A song plays in my head. A divine song of nobility, family, and grace. It is the song of the wanderers journey. Wandering through a lush paradise on an epic quest.
As I lay down, I just want to be happy. I imagine a world where I am finally free of my mental illnesses. So I can once more be happy and receive the full joy of life.
I imagine a world free of archonic negativity. Many are simply victims of archonic energy. Corrupting good and wholesome competition.
it is the year 2020. In 1970 music was better. In 1970 we’d thought we’d have flying cars and utopias like F-Zero. Instead our cities look worse. Our hospitals have less capacity. There are no more good games being made. The beauty of life has faded into darkness.
In the midst of darkness, I look upon a shining beacon. I know my purpose. I realize that Sacred Lesbianism is the answer. It is male’s divine duty to be beautiful. Many normies may not understand. Maybe I alone may carry this burden. The world may not understand. But I see what it is. I know what must be done. I wander like the song of journey, in lush paradise.
It is a sin to watch C uck porns. C uck porns blaspheme and corrupt the divine sacred energy of male lesbians.
It is a sin for female lesbians to reject the dick of male lesbians. If she wishes for rejection she must file with the Minister of Beauty, the Minister of Beauty will determine if the male is uggo, if the male is uggo, dna upgrades will be given to the male. There will be a fine Economy and taxes will be given for this function. Life will be good and games once again will be good. There will be flying cars and F-Zero looking cities.