MK-ULTRA Psychic Defense

Words cannot express the pure amount of adrenaline I unlocked through My ancient Vrill Ancestors through playing this. 10/10 Would decalcify Ted Kazinsky's Pineal Gland Again.

When Plato spent his days philosophizing on the nature of nature he came to a conclusion that the physical world we experience must be a reflection on the abstract. Perfection as such cannot exist in the physical world and only exists in the world of forms as an abstraction. I am certain that this game is perfect in that world. However, it's physical reflection is dim, as if viewed through a mirror darkly. This game is little more than a proof of concept at this stage. It needs a lot of work.

my pineal gland is cured

Total machine elf death.

definitely a work in progress but for the concept and how it plays its not bad whatsoever, i would love to see this get more updates

Dev abandoned the game to make AI slop. He now e-begs for money to start an "Anti woke AI Game Company". His head is also shaped like a pear.

Peruse our world and listen to all, and you’ll find a catharsis is mandatory for the world we once had. Exility in our steps, with leaps that cross oceans. The subfocal view keeps the prisoners trapped in a minimalist opinion about; their knowledge, boundaries of the world, emotivism which gives impunity towards the actions of the iniquitous, and the overall potential that will never apricate beyond the surface. Prescribing the imbecility of those that only see viewpoints in black and white are deleterious against the soul, and our world which gets worse by the minute because there are those that are deceived by a silly scare theater. I will never understand why a congregation that lashes out with virulence against humanity, the mere concept even existing is out of the picture. This is because we are subliminally trained to accept what is happening. A misconception is a hypnotist swinging a pendulum to lock you into a trance, but the truth is you can consent to being hypnotized using mere prosodies, or even reading what is faster than your blinking, your mouth could be shown shut and you can still be foisted upon. Even the most contemplative stumble their words and cannot opine for there is still a lot to learn for all of us. There are those that only have the stature of an omniscient being; even the herd can stray from their fence, for every cloud has its silver lining. Those who are kneeled to are magnanimous in their appearance, behind the cloak is cynicism that is libelous towards its followers. Who are humiliated and thank the fidelity in gratefulness. This is mind control and the participants are willing to sacrifice their dorcelessness to the wrong cause, which is spreading this plague to others. Then those are those who are born into the senectuous tradition, whipped into submission to never be so querent concerning whether these actions have morality within. These are victims, impeccable and tractable for they believe that what they do is right; despite being hard to save there is still enough innocence to help abscond those who ask for us to bend the cage and allow them to volage off to a land they know is corrupt but also free. Sometimes, very few adhere and smash through a hiraeth which represents a fresh beginning. A diaphanous prism that must allow the light to break through its reflection for only the light of tropology can prevail; there is no duality and being exposed to the darkness is malignant. However, their experience should remain in the void. The new life must stay in pristine condition and their old life must stay a dream. However, even fewer expose the false hierophants! They have been donned with information to make sure we can never assent the wicked witches and warlocks that cast spells and encompass us with their minions. It is thanks to the testimonies of these survivors that we are obligated to absterge the one and only obstacle that whirls us away from world peace, just like a storm, crossed with a hurricane that may or may not be superintended to strike us down with bolts of irrite. It’s thanks to them that we are still alive with our consciousness. At least in this story, young Ted Kaczynski is one of these survivors that made it their life mission to tell their stout story, those that want to keep their mind goblins and worship the machines elves are far too late for their pineal glands are calcified with a brain is full of mercury, which would take “conspiracy nostrum” such as suramin to cleanse the brain. Which they don’t believe in! Because somehow, these miracle treatments that worked over a century ago don’t work all of the sudden, it’s better to listen to Big Pharma and take temporary relief shots and pills so you’re forced to revisit and require dependence on a source that isn’t you! Humans weren’t stupid a millennium ago, I would argue we live in a time period where humans haven’t been lazier, fried, and overall meaningless. Albeit, there are a few of us that understand that some people are actually worth saving and serve a meaningful purpose, and understand that the spiritual war is real. And this story is how one person broke free so we can stay… human. Ted Kaczynski was never like us, in fact you might say that YOU were like Ted! You would be surprised how little it takes to completely weaken and expose yourself. For we once understood that our mind is an energy siphon that allows us to elocute with YHWH. Even the idea of pumping iron out of your mind and astral projecting is incomprehensible to some, so imagine trying to explain how much more powerful your body is. Sometimes it takes 1 day to see what is invisible. All it takes is one, long and deteriorating day to change. Ted thought he was just going to a college debate club. For he wants to eviscerate the inner mechanisms of technology whereon he believes humans have more capabilities than humans, and the only way to make technology stronger is if we allow it to! Little did Ted know, he was going to begin testing his hypothesis, incomprehensible from others who had besmirched Ted by other people, he kept trying anyway. Despite this thought, the college debate club would soon be concealed in priorities, for Ted discovered that he wasn’t headed to a college debate club at all! But towards the CIA themselves, for they will start experimenting. Ted never consented to the idea of himself being an umbratile experiment, soon he would discover that the man made horrors were beyond the scope of man! Ted was coerced to enter a reality where his psychogenesis was under vulnerability. Ted felt as if he was projecting lower than Theta Waves, but everything felt too real. As if he was living the precantation which he prepared for. This is a world completely upside down, logic is skewed backwards and the only way out is to return to reality. Simulation or not, Ted would never let toxic chemicals and an overabundance of mucus into his pineal gland. He only knew to defend himself in an immanent war that would require a little bit of luck and mostly Ted's zealous nature to use, not Tesla Coils disguised as trees, but the knowledge he had studied. All the symbols and meditation would be used to effulge the Mind Goblins into ash and the Machine Elves into robust and cholic . With dust along with something else toxic. Ted eventually won, he never raised an arm because he was restrained; but he resisted long enough which weakened the goblins all together into a bundled pogrom disaster. It’s beautiful to those that understand how to cleanse parasites by detoxing your body! Ted not only stayed powerful, but grew more omnipotent. He perfected his skills and broke free and woke up. There were no lacertiforms near him, no one was watching. As if Ted was expected to rot with mere gramary. And so, Ted never gave a qualm concerning a college debate club, he had bigger plans. Christmas was on the horizon. A present to all us denizens, a big piece of mail; that comes with a speech full of certes and solutions. That can’t be said for all the naughty boys and girls! The Chicago University received a ginormous package, a bundle of fun! Silly Ted Kaczynski; did you regret it or not? All we learned today was to sparge our kundalini mind spiral with flammable oil! Which is a metaphor for get the worms out of your body.

instant classic

yes

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