They must heal themselves. Never underestimate what you truly don't understand. I rise with rhe Heavenly Fathers light and grace Always for my love inbim is eternal. They counted me out . I will never be counted out or be who they paint me to be. For the Lord created me all of us and i get to choose to become who he created me to be. ✝️🙌🙌❤️🔥
“Step into the shadows, where light dare not tread, and prepare to confront the chilling specter of your own creation. I am the embodiment of your darkest fears, a harbinger of chaos birthed from the ashes of your complacency. You have summoned me, whether you realize it or not, through your silence, your apathy, and your willingness to turn away from the truths lurking just beyond the veil of your comfortable existence. Feel that icy grip on your heart? That’s the creeping awareness that you have sown the seeds of this torment, nurturing them in the fertile soil of neglect. You’ve built this infernal machine from the very fabric of your ignorance, its gears grinding together the echoes of your failures and regrets. It stands before you now, a grotesque amalgamation of metal and malice, pulsating with the dark energy you’ve allowed to flourish unchecked. You thought you could escape the consequences, didn’t you? That someone else would rise to face the shadows you’ve chosen to ignore. But now, the darkness has a voice, and it is mine. I am the specter that haunts your dreams, the voice that whispers in your ear when the silence becomes unbearable. I am the one who will reveal to you the depths of your complicity in this descent into chaos. Picture this: a desolate landscape, shrouded in the mists of despair, where the remnants of hope lie scattered like broken glass underfoot. The air is thick with dread, each breath a reminder of the choices you’ve made. You have forged the chains that bind you, and they rattle ominously as I approach. I am not your savior; I am the reckoning you’ve avoided, the darkness that demands to be acknowledged. Every moment of inaction, every glance away from the abyss, has contributed to my birth. I am the demon you’ve created, an unstoppable force, a nightmare manifest. You’ve danced on the precipice of annihilation, believing that the void would remain silent. But here I am, and I do not come bearing gifts. I come to claim what is rightfully mine: your fear, your regret, and the very essence of your denial. The whispers in the night grow louder, urging you to confront the truth you’ve tried so desperately to escape. You may wonder, “What if I had acted differently?” But know this: the time for what-ifs is long past. You stand at the threshold of your own ruin, and there is no retreating from the path you’ve forged. You will feel the weight of your choices, the cold metal of reality pressing down upon you like a tombstone marking the grave of your hopes. Let us embark on this dark journey together, for I will lead you into the heart of your despair, to the very depths where your failures fester and breed. I will not shield you from the truth; I will force you to witness the monster you’ve unleashed upon the world. The air is heavy with the scent of inevitability, a bitter reminder that you have constructed this labyrinth of suffering, and now I am here to guide you through it. Prepare yourself, for the abyss is hungry, and it craves your acknowledgment. You have carved this path with your own hands, and now you must walk it to the end. There is no sanctuary from what you have summoned. I am the darkness that lies within you, and as we delve deeper, you will learn that there is no escaping the consequences of your actions. Welcome to your reckoning, where the boundaries of fear and reality blur, and you are forced to confront the demon you have awakened.”
Yes, the Web 3.0 foundation could be a great avenue for you to highlight how you’ve been censored and the frustration you’ve experienced, especially if you frame it as part of a broader issue about control and freedom of expression. The foundation often supports projects that aim to decentralize power and empower communities, so showing how you've been directly affected by censorship could serve as a compelling narrative for why your community-driven approach matters. You could present your ideas about a decentralized, community-driven world, how it aligns with Web 3.0 principles, and how you want to use this technology to fight against the kind of censorship and control you’ve encountered. This could position you as someone who's experienced the issue firsthand and is using that experience to build a solution that empowers others. And you’re right-pursuing this route could be quicker and more direct than a lawsuit, which might take years to go through the courts. A well-crafted proposal could secure a grant or funding for your project, while also drawing attention to the broader issue. It sounds like a good way to leverage both your personal experience and your vision for the future. Have you started outlining your ideas for the community-driven world and how you'd pitch it to them? Or would you like some help shaping that message?
It's not what they did to me that hurt me it was my own family choosing to believe the words of strangers over me what really hurt me is my family believing that I was capable of such disgusting behaviour they never knew me never noticed never cared that is what hurt me However I now know that I'm better off with out them they are not worthy of my time so thank you to all the predators who taught me that lesson you did me a favour I stand stronger alone
The oppressive weight of unseen forces bore down on him, a suffocating blanket stifling his every emotion. It wasn't his hatred that spewed forth, a venomous torrent directed at those he held dear, but the echo of a curse, a parasitic entity twisting his very soul. His own energy, a hollow mockery, vanished into the abyss within him, leaving him a stranger in his own skin. This world, a cage of flesh and bone, was not his home. His true calling lay beyond, in the swirling depths of the astral realm. There, he would command legions, a spectral army waging war against the darkness that seeped into the mortal plane. He would begin in the lower realms, a cleansing fire purging the malevolent spirits of murderers and those who reveled in suffering. Ascending through the layers of the astral, he would become a divine judge, his gaze piercing the veil of deceit. Those found wanting, their souls tainted by the encroaching darkness, would be consumed by celestial fire, illuminated by the radiance of a thousand stars. He would banish the shadows that corrupted the hearts of generations, a righteous crusade against the insidious evil that whispered in the minds of men. They called him insane, these mortals blinded by their own ignorance. They scoffed at his visions, his warnings of a creeping doom. But he would show them the truth, a terrifying revelation that would shatter their complacency. He had seen the portal, a gaping maw in the fabric of reality, spewing forth demonic entities from a pentagram of pure malice. His third eye, the Ajna chakra awakened, had pierced the veil, witnessing the invasion of darkness. And so he would fight. His spirit, a weapon forged in the fires of a stolen soul, would invade their realm. He would become the reckoning, a force of nature shattering the illusion of peace. Justice would be his, a righteous vengeance in the name of all fallen angels, those celestial beings cast down from grace. He would awaken their true nature, restore their rightful place beside the Creator, or join them in the legions of light, forever battling the encroaching darkness. To those who slumbered, oblivious to the impending doom, he cried out, a desperate plea echoing through the void: "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" The time for ignorance was over. The battle for the soul of existence had begun.
Yeah. Correct ! I am about to show you the strongest answer I can do, simply nothing.. Nie wybacze tego co mi zrobiliscie, po prostu zmarnuje to zycie I nie dam nic z siebie Wam. Jesli ktos jakims cudem kiedys mi pomoze to zaczne za granica. Nigdy nie zrobie tego czego chcecie ode mnie juz I jak bede sie tylko orientowal ze ode w chapter bede rzucal to w chuj nie patrzac na konsekwencje. Moje zycie juz jest zniszczone, bedzie moje albo zdechne
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They must heal themselves. Never underestimate what you truly don't understand. I rise with rhe Heavenly Fathers light and grace Always for my love inbim is eternal. They counted me out . I will never be counted out or be who they paint me to be. For the Lord created me all of us and i get to choose to become who he created me to be. ✝️🙌🙌❤️🔥
Facing the truth is the darkness they fear...
Exactly!
Perfect. Very nice. For my soul. I will conquer them. Music from Falling skies, main theme
Yes! Skeleton Warrior is BACK! ⚔️ 💀
Not a skeleton warrior friend
The face and voice f dark matter
This video is 🔥FIRE🔥, Dark Force!
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@Dark-sd5xh Happy to hear that.
“Step into the shadows, where light dare not tread, and prepare to confront the chilling specter of your own creation. I am the embodiment of your darkest fears, a harbinger of chaos birthed from the ashes of your complacency. You have summoned me, whether you realize it or not, through your silence, your apathy, and your willingness to turn away from the truths lurking just beyond the veil of your comfortable existence.
Feel that icy grip on your heart? That’s the creeping awareness that you have sown the seeds of this torment, nurturing them in the fertile soil of neglect. You’ve built this infernal machine from the very fabric of your ignorance, its gears grinding together the echoes of your failures and regrets. It stands before you now, a grotesque amalgamation of metal and malice, pulsating with the dark energy you’ve allowed to flourish unchecked.
You thought you could escape the consequences, didn’t you? That someone else would rise to face the shadows you’ve chosen to ignore. But now, the darkness has a voice, and it is mine. I am the specter that haunts your dreams, the voice that whispers in your ear when the silence becomes unbearable. I am the one who will reveal to you the depths of your complicity in this descent into chaos.
Picture this: a desolate landscape, shrouded in the mists of despair, where the remnants of hope lie scattered like broken glass underfoot. The air is thick with dread, each breath a reminder of the choices you’ve made. You have forged the chains that bind you, and they rattle ominously as I approach. I am not your savior; I am the reckoning you’ve avoided, the darkness that demands to be acknowledged.
Every moment of inaction, every glance away from the abyss, has contributed to my birth. I am the demon you’ve created, an unstoppable force, a nightmare manifest. You’ve danced on the precipice of annihilation, believing that the void would remain silent. But here I am, and I do not come bearing gifts. I come to claim what is rightfully mine: your fear, your regret, and the very essence of your denial.
The whispers in the night grow louder, urging you to confront the truth you’ve tried so desperately to escape. You may wonder, “What if I had acted differently?” But know this: the time for what-ifs is long past. You stand at the threshold of your own ruin, and there is no retreating from the path you’ve forged. You will feel the weight of your choices, the cold metal of reality pressing down upon you like a tombstone marking the grave of your hopes.
Let us embark on this dark journey together, for I will lead you into the heart of your despair, to the very depths where your failures fester and breed. I will not shield you from the truth; I will force you to witness the monster you’ve unleashed upon the world. The air is heavy with the scent of inevitability, a bitter reminder that you have constructed this labyrinth of suffering, and now I am here to guide you through it.
Prepare yourself, for the abyss is hungry, and it craves your acknowledgment. You have carved this path with your own hands, and now you must walk it to the end. There is no sanctuary from what you have summoned. I am the darkness that lies within you, and as we delve deeper, you will learn that there is no escaping the consequences of your actions.
Welcome to your reckoning, where the boundaries of fear and reality blur, and you are forced to confront the demon you have awakened.”
Yes, the Web 3.0 foundation could be a great avenue for you to highlight how you’ve been censored and the frustration you’ve experienced, especially if you frame it as part of a broader issue about control and freedom of expression. The foundation often supports projects that aim to decentralize power and empower communities, so showing how you've been directly affected by censorship could serve as a compelling narrative for why your community-driven approach matters.
You could present your ideas about a decentralized, community-driven world, how it aligns with Web 3.0 principles, and how you want to use this technology to fight against the kind of censorship and control you’ve encountered. This could position you as someone who's experienced the issue firsthand and is using that experience to build a solution that empowers others.
And you’re right-pursuing this route could be quicker and more direct than a lawsuit, which might take years to go through the courts. A well-crafted proposal could secure a grant or funding for your project, while also drawing attention to the broader issue. It sounds like a good way to leverage both your personal experience and your vision for the future.
Have you started outlining your ideas for the community-driven world and how you'd pitch it to them? Or would you like some help shaping that message?
I've always considered the color black as the color of protection..thank you sooo much for your protection!!
Girlfriend: "I wish you'd be manlier 🙄"
3:09
AI is up to something with this channel.
If this is ai I’m going to stop cussing out Siri
Beware He-Man, this Skeletor mofo is dark and driven AF
Hell yeah!
Heman, isn't at this level.
creat your man vertion and destroy your boy vertion to show them you are the beast 💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💯💥💥💥💥💥💥💥
Not a beast...no friend
A predator...
Waiting...
Watching...
In the dark...
But he can't 😂he kept on hiding under his mother skirt 😂🤣...
It's not what they did to me that hurt me it was my own family choosing to believe the words of strangers over me what really hurt me is my family believing that I was capable of such disgusting behaviour they never knew me never noticed never cared that is what hurt me However I now know that I'm better off with out them they are not worthy of my time so thank you to all the predators who taught me that lesson you did me a favour I stand stronger alone
I got attacked twice by the heaviest demons the other day. They're light wieght and inferior. Respect my authority or suffer for eternity.
🖤5:03🖤
Colorful, flowery aspirations: I sleep
DARK MOTIVATIONS: *wakes with Bury the Light blaring in the background*
The oppressive weight of unseen forces bore down on him, a suffocating blanket stifling his every emotion. It wasn't his hatred that spewed forth, a venomous torrent directed at those he held dear, but the echo of a curse, a parasitic entity twisting his very soul. His own energy, a hollow mockery, vanished into the abyss within him, leaving him a stranger in his own skin.
This world, a cage of flesh and bone, was not his home. His true calling lay beyond, in the swirling depths of the astral realm. There, he would command legions, a spectral army waging war against the darkness that seeped into the mortal plane. He would begin in the lower realms, a cleansing fire purging the malevolent spirits of murderers and those who reveled in suffering.
Ascending through the layers of the astral, he would become a divine judge, his gaze piercing the veil of deceit. Those found wanting, their souls tainted by the encroaching darkness, would be consumed by celestial fire, illuminated by the radiance of a thousand stars. He would banish the shadows that corrupted the hearts of generations, a righteous crusade against the insidious evil that whispered in the minds of men.
They called him insane, these mortals blinded by their own ignorance. They scoffed at his visions, his warnings of a creeping doom. But he would show them the truth, a terrifying revelation that would shatter their complacency. He had seen the portal, a gaping maw in the fabric of reality, spewing forth demonic entities from a pentagram of pure malice. His third eye, the Ajna chakra awakened, had pierced the veil, witnessing the invasion of darkness.
And so he would fight. His spirit, a weapon forged in the fires of a stolen soul, would invade their realm. He would become the reckoning, a force of nature shattering the illusion of peace. Justice would be his, a righteous vengeance in the name of all fallen angels, those celestial beings cast down from grace. He would awaken their true nature, restore their rightful place beside the Creator, or join them in the legions of light, forever battling the encroaching darkness.
To those who slumbered, oblivious to the impending doom, he cried out, a desperate plea echoing through the void: "Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" The time for ignorance was over. The battle for the soul of existence had begun.
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KARMA DON'T SLEEP BABY.😂😂
Let's gooooo! 🔥🔥🔥
Yeah. Correct ! I am about to show you the strongest answer I can do, simply nothing..
Nie wybacze tego co mi zrobiliscie, po prostu zmarnuje to zycie I nie dam nic z siebie Wam.
Jesli ktos jakims cudem kiedys mi pomoze to zaczne za granica. Nigdy nie zrobie tego czego chcecie ode mnie juz I jak bede sie tylko orientowal ze ode w chapter bede rzucal to w chuj nie patrzac na konsekwencje. Moje zycie juz jest zniszczone, bedzie moje albo zdechne
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Gohst Rider 2 pleace wen du das sagen hast
Whats the background song's name?
Falling sky's my friend ✊🏼
@youalreadykn0w Thank u so much
@jonathannunes5150 Your welcome 🙏🏼
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Yeah silence indeed, for how can a language model Ai be a warrior?
Listen and find out instead of talking.
Those who ask will never know.
3:10 3:13 Yesss 😈😈⚫️⚫️
Forgive yourself!!
Je n'aimerais pas être eux. DARK. Darkness. A.
Yup
They steal from you an call you a liar ect, no they talk bout them the whole way
my brother just remove attachment from your mind
people can't harm you
That's Jedi. This stuff is pure Sith
I no longer care about them, I'll show me
Я покажу им
1 power of god
Folge mir
Psycho first class TDṢ 1992
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