FEDIT POLITICS Thread

you can put that on anything
an nft is a faith based system
what you have faith in you will put money behind and that faith will make your money worth more money
of course it runs on other peoples money so it is at a peril

let us say that we create a card game called occult wizardry league based on a society similar to ours but where certain powerful words are not allowed to be said because of the magical effects and beasts they draw out of superstitious or possessed people
that card game uses a basic currency to cast cards that is formulated from different types of lands as natures source
non basic cards would have nft attached to them as their art value can generate collectability
but every basic card and some special cards refer to real life items
basic source cards would refer to a bag of soil taken from a certain place in the globe
that dirtbag would have a bit coin price that allows everyone to own a little piece of land
like the general idea behind collecting street cards and putting hotels on them in monopoly
i used to sell swords and helmets and shields and all that fun stuff that a good friend of mine customizes and keeps in good condition
getting one of those items for example in one of the 32 packs inside a box would be like hitting a lottery ticket because the cards digital token can be redeemed for that real life item
or larger digital pictures of the item if its is a special land that comes from an exotic locale and comes with an actual human taken picture as well as the lb of plains dirt or beach sand or forest soil etc...
a lb of dirt from my backyard would probably be worth the basic 2 cents.
but a nice lb of tierra preta from brazil would go for more than a few bucks just off the start
or soil from the cafetales of el salvador would also fetch a good price
what is a lb oif soil?
nothing, as is the name of a great heroes magic sword in some story i read
its symbolic of people having faith in your system and using whatever is available that can be weighted and measured justly to support it

imo this creates multiple streams of of real life long term value as well as constant payouts in currency that will rise as the popularity/faith in the game or its art collectability rises
because ultimately its all about who do you trust and what do you believe and where your faith is based
who do you trust what you believe and where you put your faith
i put them in copper and silver weapons and other items imported from india to long beach
that are cheap wholesale and can be smelted down for their value in raw material
in case
because its great to make digital currency but having an actual nice bronze pot to piss in is nice when you camping in the woods
and you would not believe what people pay for a nice sword made of nuclear iron dust infused japanese sand from the coral rich beaches of okinawa thats been folded into steel 40k times (they use fake kung fu asian math to lie their way to 40k folds)

maybe we don't have to put occult in the title
but it should have titties and slightly obscene subject matter to make folks want to ban it
the game should look evil and sinister reflecting the aura of a professor snape who uses that to his advantage
and the reason i like the word occult as its origins are things like this that subvert laws created to curb speech considered powerful black magic that had to be banned outlawed and persecuted

and right now the reigning king from our generation magic the gathering based from its spiritual predecessor illuminati game has sold out to hasbro corporate and has completely disneyfied the game bringing in lord of the rings and walking dead and warhammer licenses
im sure marvel and star wars licensed cards are next
they are also hugely ramping up the costs of cards and pumping out new sets every month which has flooded their market
hasbro is pushing all their cards into the stack hoping to win big and then who the fuck cares what happens in 3 to 5 years
coporate just wants to see that shit go up up up at the sacrifice of the heart and soul of the game which they dont know how to measure so they dont value

practical magic is dying in the land
outlaw wizardry is its only hope
maybe the devil wants to play his card
the one with his name and character on it

 

Muahahajajajahahahahahaah

 

What you don't want to be a level 69 Irish druid with a +12 ebony shillelagh as your weapon of choice?

 

The best training is an old NES game called wall street kid.

 

Did his job of distracting from Coumo and the border.

 

Attempting to seal off our southern border is a glaring admission of fear from the government.
And racist to the core.
Racism has se but little to do with the social construct of race but everything to do with class. The word career is wholly about racing.
Those who are in the race to the top are one class.
Those who don't race are the other class.
Hares vs Turtles.
The white hare races while the scaly turtle has all the time in the world.
Mexicans can never be illegal in the southwest.
Just like native Americans can never be illegal anywhere.
You can make laws and your cult can progress along but you must always remember that Mexicans do not respect or care about laws like these that are unnatural and fly against the American spirit of this very land.
And natives pray the turtle god Michaelangelo comes back and goes full shell on earth restoring the planet back to it's foundational pillars.
For what they done to his brothers.
All because they wouldn't run the race.
Or they wouldn't run 'right'.
You gotta run the way they tell you.
If you a buffalo.
I mean it's not like they run buffalos off the tops of cliffs or something.
Racing to the top is just a metaphor.
Right.
Like being an alpha is a metaphor right?
No body wants to be an omega.
That's Z level in English.
End of the race.
Alpha gets there first and Omega gets their last.
Nobody wants to be the prey.
They want to be the predator.
An alpha.
Eating rare endangered sea turtle soup for dinner.
The winner of the race.
Gets atrophy and spoils.
Then the losers inherit the earth.
That was always theirs.
That they always walked upon.
In reverence.
Before the human predators arrived.
With their cold hearts and cold minds.
And poisoned oxygen and melanin deficient blood.
From living in the hells of the north.
Where they were sent for their crimes.
To live in a jail of icy gel.
Until the globe warmed enough for the gel to thaw out and release the dragon boats locked within icy harbors.
Then the race was on.
The race to get revenge against your own kind for putting you in that hell.
The aryans.
The aryans had to create a religion so they could separate themselves from you because you all looked alike.
Yet they were good angels and you were evil devils.
They put you in hell and set this whole thing off when they put up concrete walls and iron gates and called you monsters.
Forces you into the frozen land of nod.
The north where everything sleepwalks like cold dead zombies nodding yes without a working neckbone.
Where the noid finds his home.
And the noid becomes you.
Allowing that domino to fall far and wide and south for the winter.
Destroying everything in its place.
Except this place.
Fuck that.
We have Mexicans here.
And they work slowly.
And quietly.
They can wash your clothes and clean out your couches without making a noise.
Preserving the sanctity of your house.
From the sound of people rushing and bitching about what they gotta do.
Mexicans just do what they gotta do.
They carry the Nike swoosh of victory permanently tattooed on their forehead.
But be careful when you approach.
That swoosh is really just a needle from a nopal cactus.
And it's razor sharp and thinner than the eye of a sowing needle.
Yeah you may prick yourself by accident when dealing with a Mexican but it's all in good fun.
Just don't prick yourself next time.
Because a Mexican is the only coyote that can get a needle through the eye of another needle.
And while some would say that's a miracle to a Mexican he would look up in the sky and not say it's a bird or a plane but he would say...
Mira... cool!!!

 

It's not sports.
Not only.
Bread is money.
Circus is culture aka our true religion.

Culture is a river that flows downstream.
Guess what the source of that river is.
The propagator of that river dragon is media. All of it.
All art is propaganda.
Even baby Jesus with mother Mary.

Media is the wizard with no clothes.
Like the head of the church in fancy robes.
Using enchantments to steal bread from the powerless.
But I'm not gonna bore you guys anymore with this stuff.
I'll just say this.

The thing about cults is that you can never fathom that you are in one until you are in so deep you will die from the bends the moment you start to realize.
You learn to autocorrect because it's better to be in the cult than to be persecuted by prosecutors or agents of the press. Because the press is the corp.
And the corp is the body of the god they worship.

PS...That river btw is a burning lake of fire.
Which in turn means an nigh unquenchable hunger for fame.
Which is stardom aka godhood.
And we are the wood that makes their idols hard everytime we are sacrificed as children to the culture.
Ashes to ashes so the maritime empire of the phoenician red rooster can keep rising again and again.

Remember that Hannibal came down the mountains around rome with the greatest army of battle tested soldiers the world had ever seen and decided not to sack his enemy for Rome had too much beauty to destroy.
The most brilliant general could not bring down his enemy because he loved beauty so so much. It cost him his eye and his renown and his empire and freedom and finally his life.
He is remembered fondly in the pages of history for sparing Rome and loving beauty.
He found that similitude with his cult that was also based on beauty.
Of course hannibal was also a cannibal.
And sacrificed children to his cult.
When killing your kids stopped being cool the rich people aka everyone in what we call the upper middle class started to buy cheat and steal the sons of the poor.
Preferably the first born.
As they are the most beautiful.
And they appease the god of the cult the most.

But if you still ain't grasping the straw of this milkshake let me say one last thing.
If my career was in football and my son didn't need to worry about dying in the street... Do you think I would want him to play football?
This has nothing to do with football or sports.
It's about brainwashing.
You take a hat to the river and you bang it on the whetstone until the hat is washed.
Same place where the knives are sharpened.

Happy Easter.
Careful with the bunny.
Don't eat the eggs.
It's a trap.
Like a cookie.
Mad of green dough.
Remember Judas.
He knew the truth.
But when it was do or die time.
He chose the cult.
Tradition.

 

Btw in case I wasn't clear.
Worshipping beauty means hiding or enslaving or destroying what and who the culture deems ugly.
Which is the true ugly side of political correctness.
Where you create a fantasy world of beauty order and propriety you are gods.
Because you can do no wrong.
Gods like the one who put all the ancestors to death in NY.
He is a god.
Of the fantasy world most of us live in.
Only because we too wish to be gods.
That's what weak people want to be.
When we should instead be asking for help to fight off these evil gods.
Because all gods are evil on a whim.
Except God.
He's only evil when he sees you are so deep in the cult that you no longer hear his warnings anymore.
The ones where he's begging you to leave the cult before the final judgement of the gods falls upon the cult.
The gods always lose.
They know it.
They just want to see how many of us they take with them.
Because no matter how much the gods say they love you and that they sending good thoughts and vibes your way.
The culture has no love for you.
It just wants to fuck you.
And eat your babies.
Then feed you shit.
Till you die of bliss.
Paralyzed in paradise.
Like the jokers grin.