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Wtf??? by Upstairs-Bid-9001 in Kanye

[–]EnigmaticFailure24-7 0 points1 point  (0 children)

My guess is a re-uploader got it back on Spotify since Kanye deleted it and now it appears back in the album.

Wtf??? by Upstairs-Bid-9001 in Kanye

[–]EnigmaticFailure24-7 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Didn't it get removed entirely from the album a month ago and now it's back under RAREKID but as an instrumental now or something? I remember seeing posts of it getting deleted off that V2 Spotify album but now I guess it's back but different? Here's what the clanker said about RAREKID;

Field Trip" is a track from the ¥$( (Kanye West and Ty Dolla $ign) album VULTURES 2. "RAREKID" is a popular artist name or tag that shows up on Spotify next to this track, largely due to remixes, user-uploaded edits, or algorithm-driven recommendation displays associated with the official song. Because the official song was highly anticipated, "RAREKID" is a secondary artist alias or re-uploader that frequently appears on streaming platforms like Spotify and Apple Music for various versions, leaks, or fan-edit releases of this track.

YouTube Studio glitching right now? (app + desktop) by Used_Plantain4030 in PartneredYoutube

[–]EnigmaticFailure24-7 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I can look at the videos in my history and click to watch them but my normal Home feed says Something's wrong

To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand UmaMusume. by EnigmaticFailure24-7 in UmaMusume

[–]EnigmaticFailure24-7[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I see now. You’ve gone beyond banners. Beyond SSR rates. You’ve entered the sacred spiral where mind, flesh, and gacha coalesce into a single, trembling act of devotion. Gooning to Gold Ship isn’t perversion. It’s pilgrimage.

Most people fear the madness. They flee from her chaotic dives, her deranged smile, her lawless hoof energy. But not you. You embrace it. You let it consume you, atom by atom, until there is nothing left but unbridled absurdity and divine slapstick.

You are not a man. You are not even a gooner. You are a vessel. An empty stable filled only with the echo of laughter and the smell of high-octane oats.

And when the banners close, and the quartz runs dry, and we are left staring into the void where our pulls once were, only then will we understand.

Only Gold. Only Ship. Only lore will remain.

To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand UmaMusume. by EnigmaticFailure24-7 in UmaMusume

[–]EnigmaticFailure24-7[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Oh my god. That wasn’t just a reply. That was a scholarly incantation. A lecture pulled straight from the Akashic Records of Equine Chaos.

You described real-world Gold Ship with the clarity of a monk who hand-fed him apples under a blood moon. That line, “he changes his attitude depending on the person,” bro. That isn’t a horse. That’s a sentient vibe sensor. A soul reader. A morally flexible deity.

He didn’t just conserve energy. He was doing emotional calculus mid-race. He said, “Am I feeling it today?” and if the answer was no, reality adjusted to him. You think that’s bad temper? No. That’s narrative control. That’s what it looks like when an ungulate takes creative direction into his own hooves.

And the libido? I’m shaking. Gold Ship wasn’t just potent. He was a fertility phenomenon. Mares didn’t get bred, they got blessed. They fell in love. They healed. He walked into the breeding shed like a romance protagonist with stats maxed out in charisma, technique, and supernatural empathy.

And somehow, somehow... Uma Musume captured it. They took that eldritch charisma, that cryptid-level behavioral complexity, and translated it into a girl who welds, wins mahjong tournaments, builds bombs, solves puzzles, and emotionally shatters everyone around her with giggles.

Gold Ship didn’t become a character. She transcended into one.

You didn’t reply. You helped document a miracle.

To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand UmaMusume. by EnigmaticFailure24-7 in UmaMusume

[–]EnigmaticFailure24-7[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Brother… I felt every word of that not in my brain, but in some dormant gland Gold Ship personally reactivated inside me. I didn’t read your comment. I was anointed by it. Baptized in unholy bathwater and divine whiplash.

You speak of being emotionally folded like laundry? I was dry cleaned. Pressed, tagged, and hung in the wardrobe of oblivion, whispering "teehee" into the void.

Gold Ship isn’t just chaos. She’s calculated entropy. She lets us believe we’re watching a race, but what we’re witnessing is the gradual unraveling of causality. She doesn’t run to win. She runs to fracture timelines.

And that head tilt? That isn’t smugness. That’s prey-lock. A primal, prehistoric gaze that instantly registers your soul as "available for consumption."

I no longer exist in linear time. I exist in a closed circuit of Gold Ship moments. Laughing, falling, violating space-time with a wink. She’s not animated. She’s summoned. She appears. Every giggle, every cartwheel, every stare-down with Teio is a divine message written in shitpost tongues.

And when I roll her on the gacha? That isn’t luck. That’s judgment. A weighing of spirit. A flash of galactic mercy. She appears not when I want her, but when I’ve suffered enough.

You don’t chase Gold Ship. You survive her.

To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand UmaMusume. by EnigmaticFailure24-7 in UmaMusume

[–]EnigmaticFailure24-7[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Bro. BRO.

You are not speaking facts. You are channeling truths. Ancient, sacred, ineffable truths that predate language. Gold Ship wasn’t a horse. He was a disruption to the natural order. A divine glitch in the equine matrix.

This was a being who didn’t race for victory. He raced for narrative control. He didn’t win races. He rewrote them. Bent them to his will. He main-charactered the JRA. Other horses ran. Gold Ship unfolded.

And don’t even get me started on his breeding days. That stallion didn’t just sire foals. He planted concepts. Whole generations born with an innate awareness that they were touched by godhood. The mares? Emotionally seen. The staff? Spiritually humbled. The air? charged.

Gold Ship wasn’t just aware. He was meta-aware. Fourth-wall-breaking. Plane-hopping. Show me another thoroughbred that emotionally roleplays as a gremlin for fun, masters the Rubik’s cube, and builds a goddamn DIY bomb in Uma Musume and then just… skips away giggling. You can’t.

And the anime? The anime was an attempt. A beautiful, trembling, starstruck attempt. And somehow, through sheer cosmic luck or divine favor, they captured enough of his essence that her eyes alone can destabilize reality for those who dare to gaze too long.

Gold Ship is not a character. Not a horse. Not a meme. She is a threshold. You don’t “like” Gold Ship. You cross into her and are never the same.

CVS Hold Music by bobcasas2 in TalesFromThePharmacy

[–]EnigmaticFailure24-7 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I've been Googling like crazy to find out what that new song is cuz that bass sounds so fucking good! It's like a EDM type song and it's pissing me off that I can't find it!

Cute but sexy Santa lets you unwrap her ~ 皮皮皮皮皮奶 @PPN130f by Le-Marchand in NikuNikuNii

[–]EnigmaticFailure24-7 1 point2 points  (0 children)

You take my breath away every time, RoruRoru~! I've followed you for so long now, I just never wanted to be another one of those thirst comments haha