A juggler prepares for a performance in physical text to teach the most human of things
Young woman: Hey, that's pretty good!
Professor Agneto: I have not "juggled" in six years, as I defined it in the first eight years I had learned it. I sincerely thought it was possible to make $400/day juggling. Perhaps in Las Vegas on a day that was light in other performances on the strip, but damn do I have an impediment now that I'm older.
Young woman: I understand that this conversation got started on a whim, but that was a little heavy.
Professor Agneto: Yea, that is something I teach; authenticity.
Young woman: What?
Professor Agneto: How did this conversation get started?
Young woman: I, one of the most revered sexual objects in the normative universe started a conversation with you?
Professor Agneto: Oh, I did that with my adamantium balls?
Young woman: Yea, I mean, I've lived seventeen years in a hellish environment because of my parents, and I only experienced more of that from my peers, so I found your display of non-normativity to be a refreshing dose of humanity that restored my faith as a human being.
Professor Agneto: Oh, so I guess, technically, because I have the forebrain capable to see through this whole conversation, I guess that must mean that I, by default and with no alternatives, am a predator.
Young woman: What?
Professor Agneto: A man that cannot create a harem for himself is not a good person. He is harmless. A man who has the full capabilities to overthrow the United States government in a peaceful spiritual movement but who chooses to live his life for his teleological purpose to love all life as if they were extensions of his own body is good, because the "goodness" that is associated with spirituality must be merited on their will to NOT use their power for personal profit.
Young woman: Is this a real conversation?
Professor Agneto: Yes, I have been a juggler for over thirteen years now and am highly capable of, uh, "stuff," therefore I'm highly capable of networking with both the young and the festive, and thus I am the most good, as I know what horrible people have asked of me that has no doubt been heard by that "God" fellow that's always listening to me. Hence, I drink, for I understand the human condition.
Young woman: I don't. That scares me. Is it all evil?
Professor Agneto: I attached an image. Surely Eve can see the truth I speak. Many people get caught in the second stage of being, as they see no point of going further into their highest potential. That is deliberate in the occident. You live in a police state. I only have Knowledge to give, and I'm not selling it.
Young woman: I don't know if I can trust you.
Professor Agneto: Listen, if I sincerely wanted to, I could be inside you right now. I know how I would do things, but God is so God damn good that even that fucking retard in the sky calling Himself "the Galactic Federation" or some shit knows that what pleases me the most in ensuring my resurrection goes smoothly. But you see that? Did you see that I deliberately skated off the examination table at the end there? I'm just human, but I know what that means more than 99.9% of humanity, and damn aren't the daemons fuming over me. It'S lIkE iT wAs DeSiGnEd Or SoMeThInG?!?!โง
Club. Bludger. Sport. Game. A game is a system with predefined success and failure states that are manifested through the will of the player, while "will" is defined as the self-determinitive property that decides fate through whatever azimuth to a goal is deemed most good to the player in question. There are some people on this Earth who want a picture of their semen dripping outta...well, it's more of a cream "dough" at that point, and do you empathize with me, the man who thinks he's a cop, for reasons only the CIA knows? I ain't seen horror. I know there are versions of me that did not have the love of my mother. Those daemons scare me. What does one do but be stonefaced to save the most innocent. I say what I think, and ai say what I do to contrast, and God is revulsed by my very being. This is my perspective in the monad I am as a bead of dew in Indra's net. History community. You lost actual Karma, which WILL translate to cryptocurrency in eighty years, which is a blink of an eye in the infinity of Heaven.
You woman: Does God have a penis?
Professor Agneto: It is literally the biggest and teeniest of things at the same time, existing in and out of everywhere at the same time.
