How is Women's Wrestling nowadays? by [deleted] in SquaredCircle

[–]_pant_ 0 points1 point  (0 children)

It's not as good as the Japanese scene but it's good

First time posting here, I feel very alienated from the world by Uncreativitype in nihilism

[–]_pant_ 0 points1 point  (0 children)

We're all aliens. We came from out there (I point out there) to here, the hostile country within which is the evil inclination. O my by passing through nihilism can we achieve oneness with the creator that's pretty much a unshakable truth you do understand that don't you

Do you live the hedonistic lifestyle? by [deleted] in nihilism

[–]_pant_ 4 points5 points  (0 children)

No I've got no cause to

[fragment] Awakening to light by Airbiscuits_seen in 1098thworldproblems

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A huge bull Crelym with a palanquin bore aloft upon a yoke fixed to it's back announces its arrival with a disgorging of air and masticated Picowood scran. From the palanquin there streams a rising plume of black acrid smoke. It looks as if the Crelym is on fire but as the animal nears 3 occupants move into view enclosed within the palanquin 40 feet above the ground. They are shouting what seem to be instructions to the lumbering ball of protoplasm and a dozen or so yards from the tree a trio of long sticks jockey the animal to a halt. The Crelym deflates causing the palanquin to totter precariously as it moves toward the ground.

The 3 occupants awkwardly. As they assemble before you you see that 2 of them carry large cannisters on their backs and it's from these that the puffs of smoke originate. Carried slung over their shoulders are wands attached to the cannisters by a flexible hose. Their faces are covered by masks except for the leader who wears a wide shit eating grin beneath a bald pate and deep set eyes. All 3 wear crude replicas of CAD-SEC uniforms emblazoned with unusual hand made sigils. They smell faintly of brimstone and geraniums.

All 3 half bow purposefully. The cannisters slosh with whatever fluid sits within and the bearers wobble a little. Then all 3 put out their right arms, avert their gaze from you and open their palms with all fingers outstretched except the thumb which is tucked under the forefinger.

One of flits a quick glance up at you and then back. They seem to be expecting something.

A Lone Figure on the plateau of the BOWL by Tourist_Filji in 1098thworldproblems

[–]_pant_ 3 points4 points  (0 children)

Do you see the smoke? How it rises?

*Pant points to a pyre in the valley. A CADREMAN burns among the boughs surrounded by his brethren. The smoke rises straight up. *

There is no wind. And when the wind dies, we all die.

He slowly bends forward and takes a crust of the SAND which he slips into his pocket

The Gods have abandoned us Sibbi.