Just be a good, common sense metaphysical realist already.

imagine assuming anything is real heh

im not sure anymore whos trolling and whos not

editing in the "get a grip" part really knocked it out of the park, nice flourish

Get a grip.

Get a grip.

get a grip of deez

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"im not sure anymore whos trolling and whos not"



Pretty sure nobody really is

What counts as trolling is subjective. And what counts as a meta analysis of trolling is also subjective.

bruh

The below sentence is true.

The above sentence is false.

What doth life? Are we just fleshy blips in some meaningless stew of cosmic oblivion? Or is it vice-reversa? Is our every trollop through fate's garden infused with a mystic...

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Lord(e)Po)))ts I was being somewhat facetious with that addendum. Just ignore those paragraphs, it's merely boring cavilling about epistemology.

You could say it started when I was a kid. Like most folks, I've always been different, but not like the others. Other kids could be cruel. They'd call me names... dweeb, chimp, honky, dweeby chimp, honky dweeb, and, worst of all, chompsky honk. Did you know there's over 87 combinations of those soul-scalding words? I found out the hard way.

For realz tho, philosophy is cool. I'm not averse to seeing some 8 paragraph effort posts on the site! Even if they are humourously incongruous with site culture lol.

But then I felt something in my gut... The palpable suspicion that I had a deeper calling in life. So I sought out the wisdom of the ancients, exploring the spirit realm of the soul.One day, tragedy struck. I was groping enlightenment in my bedroom, and before you could scream "murder by arson," our house was on fire. Couldn't save my parents. Coroner ruled it a simple case of death by mysterious fire, but I always sensed that there was something fishy about it. Needless to say, my so-called father was a scientist in some top secret capacity I've yet to unveil.

You shud trust dat gut feel.

Powers are for the weak. I have no powers. I mean, unless you count the power to blow minds with my weapons-grade philosophical insights. I'm a thought-ocoster.I'm a conundrummer in a band called Life Puzzler. Hell, I've flipped more lids than a monkey in a soup kitchen of the mind. Does that make me a hero?

Polls say yes.

Death by ‘mysterious fire’ simple case.

Coroner seems fucking useless.