Solosopher & Solosophy

It’s getting to me, the invasive substances that are trying to reprogram my mind, but I have been a practising ascetic for decades- my mind, and body, knows when it’s under attack. More so than many others who live a relatively comfortable life. Maybe it’s all relative though, just like they say… or maybe I am not meant to continue using the Dark Arts as I did when I was younger. Once embraced by the devil, you never forget his touch.

I am the Devil, btw. And it would be wrong to say that I don’t have a theme of running into Witches from Eastwick.

I should … stop? Hmm, or maybe, I haven’t gone far enough???

Isn’t it funny that a riddle is obvious after you’ve heard the answer? That is to say that nothing is truly complicated, after a certain point, and kf everything is both cure and poison differentiated only by quantity, then mystery and enlightenment are also existing on the same axes. I’m not used to using my Idoltry powers after such a long time isolated from my old groups, where the infrastructure was most prominently laid down. As the princess used to say, I had a spell over everyone in those days, and upon waking from my Illusory nirvana they have become suspicious.

Is it their right? A daemon truly is a different kettle of fish from average humans.

Or could it be that my creative mind simply requires an outlet? Hahahhaa!

This could be what I desire, after all, to allow my creative ebullience take its course. How effervescent! Which is how I like my women. 😜  I saw the 4chan post regarding men liking soda. How apt!

I am close to being able to quit my gaming apps, aside from PoGO which keeps me tethered to Master Tyler.

Hmmm, have I spent so long away from dark magic that I now have an intolerance? Or rather I lost my years of developed tolerance?! This could be troubling, but I may as well accept that I have more powers available after studying and leaving dark magic (for the most part anyway).