Jun 9, 2024
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would you rather fight 10 tall man sized chilchucks or 100 halfoot sized laoiss
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blefgh sentient machines my beloved
(please get the reference)
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“bro,” the devil says, sounding entirely too much like a frat boy for my comfort. “I’m not gonna condemn you to hell just for lying to me, do you know how much power it take to keep up our eternal fiery pits? and you just got kicked out of heaven, so I it’s back to earth with you, better hope you get there before you’re buried.”
Accidental Infinite Jest explanation from The Good Place
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you grow up. you grow up, and you never forget.
you made your home in a place with rivers and forests and oceans and talking animals and magic, you let the land settle in your bones, let it fill the cracks in with gold where they broke.
you made your home somewhere magic, and you were abruptly returned to a place where none of that was true. you are given a body that is no longer yours that will never truly be yours because there’s no magic in your bones any longer, no gold where they once broke, no gold when they break again.
and just when you make your peace with it, you are called back again, and told you will never return. and you’ve had enough. you won’t be tugged back and forth, called only when you are needed then put back on the shelf.
you think good riddance and you turn your back. there are people here that treat you well and there are people here that need the help you can give and there are people here that won’t turn away when you are no longer useful.
and though your home will always be the place of magic, there are people here that need you and it was your home because you could never turn away from those that need you. your home is calling, but you can never go. your home doesn’t need you, will never need you again it told you, and the people here do.
I have looked at goblin men I’ve fed upon their fruit. I use my every word and deed now, to tear up all their roots.
I do look at goblin men, I find them rather fair, but fair like just is not the same as fair like snow and hair.
I will look at goblin men, and feed upon their fruit and never turn my back to one, without iron nails in my boots.
(and when I looked at goblin men, and when I ate their food, I felt my heart grow cold and dim, and worsen all my moods.
and when you look at goblin men, and when you eat what’s theirs, you become a little more like them, more of a nightmare.)