Wagyu hamburgers. Light stretches to infinite refraction. Invert the logical assertion. One more time for the gipper. So lost, no hope for Lord Mantaptu's lost porridge. Lump fish transmitters for overtime cannibals. 7 longshorman raping a one-legged cockney whore. Light candles for that seance. Ritual includes a herd of kine. Wagyu kine. Kine for hamburgers. No hope for tape deck.
It must have something to do with music I think.The tulpa I'm talking about is related to light spectrum which is a kind of energic forms of what has been spoken in quantum thermodynamics, the thing here is I'm looking for one mostly stable and cannot be destroyed that so easy.
No. It was created by your fucking head. Like John Nash's roommate. Thoughtforms have no phenomenal effect beyond puppetting you to wrote a bunch of shit on a forum. Energy is not part of your pre-frontal equation. No Matrix. No field. No quantum bullshit. Just the creations of your broken mind.Are you really a real occultist, I guess you're not. This Tulpa I'm talking about is created with some magick stuff and why I'm looking to get rid of it, well because it interferes other peoples inside one's dream (creates some psychic connection with other people's mind sort of telepathy) like what was featured in the movie "Inception" that happened with me when I dreamed of women I've never seen before nor I do even know!! Next day, I had a dream of The King visiting our town and police stalking me for handling weed and drugs willing to take me to prison, I can imagine what will happens to me if the king was in place of that woman in red gate which once again I don't even know I'm sure I will be wiped from this planet in the worst way ever, that's why it's better for me to get rid of it whatever was its kind before shit happens as long as this kind of tulpas manifest in reality.
Furthermore music should be banned, due to stimulating certain neuron synapsis, eventually leading to unwanted disorder.