Those sneaky bastards got past all my op return defenses too.
So far today, I muted “WWIII”. I had already muted “WW3”, but nostr:npub1az9xj85cmxv8e9j9y80lvqp97crsqdu2fpu3srwthd99qfu9qsgstam8y8 snuck past my filter.
Discussion
I have a recurring dream that Im being drug along a rapid river at dusk that is crawling with large crocodiles.
I think that's the universe trying to tell you that Going With The Flow is probably not the safest bet right now.
In one dream I'm mashed flat and rended by a giant croc. and recovered from his stomach. I do not die, I persist.
That's a raid mechanic in FFXIV World of Darkness. After you're devoured, you have to attack the stomach walls and the croc will regurgitate you. At which point you can reattach it's chains and kill it.
My dreams are no game. They are my parallel lives.
Parallel deaths, more like
I never die
Neither does (G)I-DLE
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