some of you might know of a self-professed moid who displayed some pretty foidish behaviors
(the joke is that anyone thinks anyone, ever, is not a complete and total child)
(which is why you have to perform the rising above, so people remember it's an option)
(these are the delicate fictions, the pretenses that we cannot abandon lest we decay forever)
it's a quality of reality that you become more like the things you direct your gaze towards
and if you look too long at foids and their coming of age, then
perhaps you will hallucinate foids in the fields of the internet
perhaps you'll direct your anger at foids towards anyone that happens to seem foidish to you, in
this, the H Y S T E R I C
the reaction to an illusory reality seen only by the viewer, the exertion of rage towards that illusion
most foidish
the moid becomes the foid lashing out childishly, having locked his gaze in perpetual bitterness on foidish behavior, and thus
performing foid
becoming foid
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