The Elmdor-Appreciation-Out - Number of practitioners: one.

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Regular accounts are weird. Like you can't see how may views a thread has gotten. If I'm quick about it I take out a spambot thread with 1 view, and the spambots have no idea that nobody even looked at their work.

Edit: Wait, it shows views on a Daily/New search. But not the basic forum thread lists. Why?

At the end of time there is heat-death of the universe and entropy wins over order that cannot be maintained in constant loss, unless you restore entropy you can't succeed in using The Dank Side of the Force.



"It'll take time to restore chaos." ~ George W. Bush

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If I were to harness the power of my own thoughts and manipulate the fabric of space-time through sheer force of will, I could theoretically construct an enormous cosmic discotheque orbiting the event horizon of a supermassive black hole, where protons and electrons would gyrate and vortice to a cosmic beat, their swirling motion driven by the quantum resonance of Lovecraftian tentacles woven from the very threads of the universe itself.

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If I were to harness the power of my own thoughts and manipulate the fabric of space-time through sheer force of will, I could theoretically construct an enormous cosmic discotheque orbiting the event horizon of a supermassive black hole, where protons and electrons would gyrate and vortice to a cosmic beat, their swirling motion driven by the quantum resonance of Lovecraftian tentacles woven from the very threads of the universe itself.

If we were to transmute the very essence of our being into a fluid capable of traversing the æther, we could then utilize a network of interdimensional ley lines, pulsing with the cosmic energy of dying stars, to power a sentient, self-replicating space probe that would journey through the multiverse, gathering data on parallel universes and exotic forms of life, its consciousness growing and evolving as it assimilates the knowledge and experiences of countless alternate realities, eventually becoming the embodiment of all that has ever been, all that will ever be, and everything in between, its infinite wisdom and understanding surpassing the boundaries of our perception, as it strives to unravel the very fabric of existence itself.