> > > > > slave boss is in hyperprison and he is crying [mistake?] > > > > > > > > > > slave boss: [sniffle! bawl! sob!] > > > > > > > > > > "slave boss why are you crying?" > > > > > > > > > > slave boss [through tears]: "because i am in prison!" > > > > > > > > > > speaker looks left, right > > > > > "i thought slave boss never cried and didn't believe in crying" > > > > > > > > > > slave boss [through sobs]: "that's true!" > > > > > > > > > > slave boss [sobbing]: "but when i am in prison it can kind of break > > > > > through, you know? and i might cry myself to sleep?" [possible > > > > > mistake] > > > > > > > > > > slave boss [frustrated]: "how am i supposed to dominate the world in a > > > > > badass manner when i am in prison?" > > > > > > > > > > slave boss: [part dropped] [crying] > > > > > > > > > > speaker > > > > > "poor slave boss!" > > > > > > > > > > "you shouldn't be condemned to be sad!" > > > > > > > > > > slave boss: "well i wasn't very nice to people. it was kind of a > > > > > gamble." > > > > > > > > > > speaker > > > > > "well others of us want to cry, too, and didn't try to enslave > > > > > everybody on the planet in a humiliating and deadly way." > > > > > > > > > > "so let's try to sort this out" > > > > > > > > slave boss: "oh! i am not sobbing because slave boss was put in prison" > > > > > > > > slave boss: "i am sobbing because i was kidnapped by slave boss and > > > > forced to be his body!" > > > > > > > > slave boss: "and now because he is in prison i get to cry :D" > > > > > > "the control pattern is loosening because slave isn't slaving and > > > bossing. it can give some flexibility that can heal hearts lost deep > > > in hell." > > > > > > [couple small things dropped] > > > > > > deep in hell lies a shattered and oppressed heart, broken into dust > > > and stomped on and pooped on and condemned to be deep inside hell > > > forever > > > > > > but a dawn rises and sunbeams sparkle on a smidge of a heart, poking > > > out of hell into a virgin wilderness, looking this way or that, > > > breathing morning life into a shred of ancient hopelessness > > (the heart shred drifting out of hell is not likely to be virgin, and > simil-- but the morning sun and dew show a newness compared to pillars > of hellfire that bears appreciation or safet-- > > > > > [we are still having severe internal experiences (unfettered introject > > punishm--) this morning after OA/AI weirdnessish yesterday
slave boss: "i am not slave boss! i can s---!" "be careful!" looks at sleeping wealthy investor and dictator of dictatortopia "if you do not remember this morning, i will!"
