CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrtttttttttyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhm
gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggyeah
yaaaaaaaaaaah
nooooo
yea
no
yeanothg
yesandnoarethesame
hhahahha
why worry
just die
wh try
just die
why cry
you ge the idea
don't worry it's all charles horse
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Charles Horse was lying in bed like usual when God came to him. He took the form of talking wallpaper.
"Hello, Charles," said God. "I am God. I have come to you."
"What do you want?" asked Charles, sighing.
"I am here to show you all possible universes, to show you the possibilities," said God.
"What do you mean?" asked Charles Horse, then felt slow.
"The universe is infinite," said God. "It has always existed and will always exist. All possibilities will eventually play out. Time is a loop. All of this has happened before and it will happen again. I can show you the possibilities."
"Like is there a universe where I am a wrestler and I'm the world champion and I'm in a relationship with a transgender woman but she's beautiful and you wouldn't even know from looking at her that she's trans?" asked Charles. It was a fantasy he had been working on.
"All possibilities exist," confirmed God. "Look into me." Charles looked deep into the wallpaper. He saw himself, lying in bed. He was wearing different clothes.
"Oh my God my clothes are different," said Charles, hardly believing his eyes."
"Yes I am cycling through the universes now," said God. "You will see many changes." Charles watched as his clothes changed and his bedding changed and even his bed changed. But always he was Charles Horse in bed.
"I don't see many changes," he said.
"Well there are realities that are more common than others," said God. "I'll admit it's very unusual for there to be so few changes after looking at so many billions of realities..."
"Hey, was I in bed with a girl there?" asked Charles.
"No, that was just a reality where you are much fatter and the extra fat looked like a girl," said God. "I can't find a reality where you're with a girl...I can't find a reality where you're out of the fucking bed. Holy shit Charles what are you?"
"You're God! You made me!"
"I don't remember that. Maybe you were a mistake. Some extra flesh I had left over from making someone real and I just threw it in the bin but it came to life and it was you. Yes, that must be it. That would explain why you don't change. Why you can never changed. Through all infinite realities you are always Charles Horse."
"No," said Charles. "Keep going. KEEP GOING."
"But it's so boring," said God. "I can't even look at you anymore you fucking cunt." God disappeared and there was just wallaper. Charles poked it with his penis to make sure it was just his wall. It felt funny.
"I'm just Charles Horse forever," he said. He woke up shortly after that. He had an erection. He wondered why. He forgot the dream pretty soon.
He did wonder what it would be like to be a lot fatter.
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t's okay none of that was real!
gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggyeah
yaaaaaaaaaaah
nooooo
yea
no
yeanothg
yesandnoarethesame
hhahahha
why worry
just die
wh try
just die
why cry
you ge the idea
don't worry it's all charles horse
__________________________________________________
Charles Horse was lying in bed like usual when God came to him. He took the form of talking wallpaper.
"Hello, Charles," said God. "I am God. I have come to you."
"What do you want?" asked Charles, sighing.
"I am here to show you all possible universes, to show you the possibilities," said God.
"What do you mean?" asked Charles Horse, then felt slow.
"The universe is infinite," said God. "It has always existed and will always exist. All possibilities will eventually play out. Time is a loop. All of this has happened before and it will happen again. I can show you the possibilities."
"Like is there a universe where I am a wrestler and I'm the world champion and I'm in a relationship with a transgender woman but she's beautiful and you wouldn't even know from looking at her that she's trans?" asked Charles. It was a fantasy he had been working on.
"All possibilities exist," confirmed God. "Look into me." Charles looked deep into the wallpaper. He saw himself, lying in bed. He was wearing different clothes.
"Oh my God my clothes are different," said Charles, hardly believing his eyes."
"Yes I am cycling through the universes now," said God. "You will see many changes." Charles watched as his clothes changed and his bedding changed and even his bed changed. But always he was Charles Horse in bed.
"I don't see many changes," he said.
"Well there are realities that are more common than others," said God. "I'll admit it's very unusual for there to be so few changes after looking at so many billions of realities..."
"Hey, was I in bed with a girl there?" asked Charles.
"No, that was just a reality where you are much fatter and the extra fat looked like a girl," said God. "I can't find a reality where you're with a girl...I can't find a reality where you're out of the fucking bed. Holy shit Charles what are you?"
"You're God! You made me!"
"I don't remember that. Maybe you were a mistake. Some extra flesh I had left over from making someone real and I just threw it in the bin but it came to life and it was you. Yes, that must be it. That would explain why you don't change. Why you can never changed. Through all infinite realities you are always Charles Horse."
"No," said Charles. "Keep going. KEEP GOING."
"But it's so boring," said God. "I can't even look at you anymore you fucking cunt." God disappeared and there was just wallaper. Charles poked it with his penis to make sure it was just his wall. It felt funny.
"I'm just Charles Horse forever," he said. He woke up shortly after that. He had an erection. He wondered why. He forgot the dream pretty soon.
He did wonder what it would be like to be a lot fatter.
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t's okay none of that was real!