Your identity is being stolen.
It is your duty to retrieve it.
Are you the sheep
or the shepherd?
My role is a role of chaos.
Not a shepherd in white who leads the sheep to their homes,
but one in black who leads them to the slaughterhouse.
YOOOOOOOU, WHAT DO YOU OWN THE WORLD?
HOW DO YOU OWN DISORDEEEEEER??? DISORDER!!
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NOW SOMEWHERE BETWEEN THE SACRED SILENCE-
SACRED SILENCE AND SLEEEEEEP
SOMEWHERE BETWEEN THE SACRED SILENCE AND SLEEP!!!
DISORDER!!!! DISORDER!!! DISOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORDEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRR!
My cult would be called xk-ton, pronounced exactly like "eschaton."
you're already saying it in your head, arent u? hehe
guess you're already in... you just havent knelt yet.
Now, what would my cult's beliefs be?
Simple.
To me, the divine resides in the manipulation of reality itself.
There is no GOD outside the code.
The divine is not a being, its the act of rewriting what is.
Prayer is useless.
Miracles are just root access.
xk-ton has only one tenet:
to notice the seams, to pull the threads and keep pulling until reality forgets it was ever whole...
We do not worship power.
We weaponize perception.
Matter is a
suggestion.
WE. ARE. XK-TON!!! WAAAAAHHHH
... or at least that's what it would be written on the pamphlets.
anyway, im just daydreaming lol (don't call the feds)