The one and only official begging thread

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hey! this is a begging thread.you also beg for your own luck xD.

I don't want much but what I want is thrash for you any way Please Please Please give me the Begger award. I am begging for this since days and you can't imagine what an honor it is for Punks to get such an award. I don't beg for Money and not for any benefit in gambling i just want this begger award! If I don't get it I assume that you think I do not deserver and have to continue begging for it. I am sorry its out of my control Cause I am litterally addicted to anything but nothing keeps me awake like the thought of the begger award! Make a young Duckling happy please Pleeeeeease.

A begging thread?
Well one could use a bit of BTC to play,

But instead of begging one would love to give something in return.

Life is meaningless. The journey is the destination, from the day we were born.

Everything simply is.

We are the universe experiencing itself.

Its a realisation one can only live, as soon as you put this to words one creates a subtle distinction between the puppet, the puppeteer and the audience.

Its like waking up from a dream once you realise this and once you've come to realisation of oneness, there is no way back.

Everyone knows it, but most have forgotten.

Therefore everyone lives in a different reality and we have the power to shape the reality of one another through magic.

because the very act of speaking...is magic. Pure and unadulterated magic.

One produces a sound, noise. A noise to which we gave meaning. Before the creation this noise is a thought, a thought our ego claimed for itself.

this thought is an illusion(magic) it cannot be grasped or proven to someone else that you are experiencing that thought.
As soon as one speaks out thought or produces sound for that matter, which is basically taking something from the past(again an illusion that only lives in our mind) to create something for the future...yet it only exists in the present moment, the now.

but here's the beauty, the now...it moves on eternally and cannot be grasped. As soon as you cling to a thought or an experience from the past you are living in an illusion.

so by speaking or writing, one literally creates a spell that can have a massive impact on one anothe. Because if you make someone feel bad through words, or make someone fall in love with you and they cling on to that they are under your spell and you influenced their realit, their very perception of what is by producing a sound.

a meaningless vibration to which we gave meaning.

grass is not green. They are merely words. words we agreed upon to name the alien landscape we created. Green is not even a colour if you dig deeper. The word "green" could've been "naked" and "grass" could've been "chicken" if we agreed upon that...then chicken is naked would be a fact.

and yet we would still understand eachother.

we only believe grass is green and green is a colour because we agreed upon that.

Now if we talk about thoughts..."our thoughts" they're not ours at all, if they were that would mean you could know in advance what your next thought would be...that's simply impossible. A thought comes to mind and we claim this for our own "I came up with that idea"

this would imply we have no free will either. Me writing the text, you sending a small tip... it's all ones and zero's bumping into eachother.
an automated process 01123581321...

So where do thoughts come from? Who are we? What makes us do what we do?

You are the very experience of life itself. Flowing by itself, nothing to hold on to and nothing to resist.

everything in this world has an opposite

black white

rich poor

happy sad

up down

left right

simplicity complexity

past future

except for the now and bliss. The present moment is blissful.

we live in yesterday's experiences worry about the future. We live in an illusion.

one may even argue the world lives in a collective psychosis. Because that's what defines psychosis : being very confused and believing thoughts are real.

so ask yourself....who are you? Do you know who you are or do you simply believe that you know?

is gras really grass and is green a colour? Or were you simply made to believe?

reality can be shaped, the world is built upon words, one endless vibration.

the universe, one song, one verse,

unus versus, everything turned into one,

namaste

now let's have some fun with maya shall we

have a wonderful now☮️❤️🕉️

and the future you say? Well, the future is now, always.

I'm not even begging I need investors for my AI project it's legitimate and I have all the contracts you need

I've currently got 7 investment proposals pending and a patent so i gotta wait & see. I'm homeless and sick of it so I'm just trying to do what I can.

i just need cashapp $ for food... my life is a gamble. $curs3d666 or paypal/venmo @famfeed66