Freeze Peach 🍑 crescent / 2nd in command / roses's brother

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Some shit is hard to explain. But there is a place called the either. It's where thoughts hit others before mouths opens to speak them. Where intuition and ideas come from. Michael Jackson once said that he had to make songs before prince. Referencing this place. Last night I was researching wormholes. How they are not proven to exist but are yet used in mathematics and physics to solve problems like particles, shit I can't understand. I bring both these things up because I keep feeling like I lived a life before this one where it was in the 80s and 90s. I don't have any memories of this but I feel like I have experienced a life before this one and I may have met my fate before the 2000s at a young age; 20s or 30s. I know this sounds crazy but I cannot explain it. And the more I dig myself into the either of things and the fact time doesn't exist. Nor does history, the present or the future. And if you leave this world in the perspective of just either. Then you see things from the lens of lives before you. Perhaps this can explain my oddities. I know my dead brother can't just communicating me through events, people and circumstances. Every time something builds up to going wrong, then it goes wrong; then what goes wrong dissolves into a right. Then his name appears constantly to remind me it is either me or him changing my world. Lately because of my strange feelings of a past life I only made peace with life more for some unknown reason. Call it insanity because one can go mad with thoughts beyond his own realm of understanding. But you can introspect so much to see that nothing matters but then the things you hold close do. That you belong no matter when you were born. You could have been an artist or an astronaut but it doesn't matter only when you make it matter. One can own a million cars or one can own a million pets. One can hold pennies, One can hold more assets than the gold in the world. You grow out your hair or you keep it short. It's all the same and nothing is real. The calendar is as fool of shit as any job you have to work. Even when you have a career, you could have a different one in another timeline. And timelines intercept, mingle, or move apart. Parallel universes exist but not in the fashion you see in movies or shows. Maybe I'm going through a mentioned worm hole. I know everything is full of it's own shit but I feel like I have seen this movie before called "life". And as much as I love the time I'm in, that again isn't real; I feel like I have lived in a time where things were better in it's own ways. Only for me to take a previous life for granite once I have discovered that I lived it in the first place. Reincarnation is very real. Do your research into it. But you can only know the answers of yours through lucid dreaming, astral projection or simply meditating til you fall asleep. I don't know. I know this. The timeline where I run onionfarms is full of gifts for not just myself but for the people that will reside in it who never heard of it. Under a new era because of me. It will prosper. Likewise to soemo.
 
I retract what I said when in desiring a BPD Admin with a vagina.
Though it would be fun. Stimulating. Kills boredom. It's not appealing to me anymore. Though a cutie with a bright smile with the only mental illness being over attachment to me. That way I wake up and see inevitable post about my existence. People say I have a drive like no other. But I want to see a women have more of a drive than me beating me at my own game. She out jesters the jester. She out does the essays. But mostly, she puts all of that power into showing affection. She's untouched. Yet she isn't some girl that has to wear a sundress to let me know of her innocence. Very protective. Perhaps tomboyish in ways. Yeah she's crazy. Deranged. But would never do anything to hurt me or make me mad. Just arguments we laugh at later. OnionFarms can be anything. More than just this. But it would be quite the tale if I got a girlfriend from the very site I wish to run. I almost won $100,000 the other day without even caring to worry about if I win anything. I could have showed the ticket but I threw it away because no amount of money can buy this site. But for sure my heart dances with the idea of giving it the love it need. Just like the idea of a girl behind a screen in the dark. Alone. Preferably alone. Seeing me from a far. Randomly stumbling upon me. Then giving me a message in private. That I'm interesting. That we should talk on discord. I really want a girl that I can trust to climb into my mind. Not because it's fractured but so her own consciousness can understand the organ that holds visions and emotions. But of me who I am the very own. Someone I can surrender to and fall into. Someone that will fight for me even against the nonsensical voices in my head. Against the anxiety in my head in the morning. As well as worries of any kind.

It will be oceans then oceans never ending. Of her rain onto me where autumn forest warm me and a creek deep in that forest runs it's currents over small rocks that permit sounds of essence in gentleness so I can sleep for ages; for when I wake it is heaven. Endless.
 
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Hasn't been active for 7 days. Doesn't care about her fans or what's left of them. This is someone that got clout because of someone else's creation. Technically didn't earn any popularity because she left on the first week.

When I had a community. It was around the size of whatever this one is. But I had 15 consecutive community members. I averaged 10 views but always had a full discord call and interacted with everyone daily. Everyone knew each other closely. There was lore that me and the very last few I speak to remember that will still laugh about.

Vicky is undeserving of a Discord server full of people. Even when she's given it, she fails at running it. She's probably depressed though. Binging on pills and Kratom. I hope she kills herself and doesn't fail at it this time.
 

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