Post like another ninja SNH GENERATION 2.0 EDITION

[OGLemon]

Я говорю России

[OGLemon]

What are you gonna do? It's the best.

Sure you want to be different, you don't want to be a sheep, blindly following the herd wherever it goes. You don't wanna be a "stan," unable to see any fault with the new work of an artist whose work you've loved before. But what are you gonna do? Lie? Just so you can be different, just to buck a trend? Just to prove a point? That'd be stupid.Much like three years ago, when Kanye West topped every year-end list in the universe with My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy album, and its centerpiece song "Runaway," we seem to finding a similar state of unanimity in feeling about this year's Yeezus and "New Slaves." You gotta give in. If you're gonna be honest at least. Kanye's operating at a higher level of artistry than any other artist on the planet right now.It's apparent from jump. Right from the opening synth squalls of "On Sight." From the electro tick-tick-tick. From the bass turned way past distortion. This is something new. Sounds you haven't hear before. Like a spaceship crashing in your backyard. You can't help but look, you can't help but approach. Out of curiosity if nothing else at first. You're being pulled forward by your ears. Kanye's making a statement. "I'm from the future. I'm here to show you how it's going to be."It's not all going to be pretty. It's not all going to fun. The sounds are discordant, abrasive. The lyrics harsh, abusive. It's nasty. But it's thrilling. Through the whole album. There's no let up. Song after song. Start to finish. (Only ten songs. That's all it takes.) Especially now, six months after its release, Yeezus has revealed itself to be one coherent set piece. With its sound, and its themes. On message, on point."My momma was raised in an era when/Clean water was only served to the fairer skin."That's the world I'm coming from, he's saying. That's the world you made. I didn't make it, and I don't like it. So I'm tearing the whole thing down and starting a new one.That's what art is, right? Making something new. Even if it's just a little different (and Yeezus is a lot different), making something new that can show people a different perspective, a different viewpoint.Musically, Kanye is glowing right now. Like a piece of Kryptonite. Yeezus is something we've never seen before. It's a huge accomplishment. A triumph.What are you gonna do? It's the best.

[kidshuffle]

Spot on

[sigbowls]

im going to huff paint

[DiegoSapiens]

What are you gonna do? It's the best.

Sure you want to be different, you don't want to be a sheep, blindly following the herd wherever it goes. You don't wanna be a "stan," unable to see any fault with the new work of an artist whose work you've loved before. But what are you gonna do? Lie? Just so you can be different, just to buck a trend? Just to prove a point? That'd be stupid.Much like three years ago, when Kanye West topped every year-end list in the universe with My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy album, and its centerpiece song "Runaway," we seem to finding a similar state of unanimity in feeling about this year's Yeezus and "New Slaves." You gotta give in. If you're gonna be honest at least. Kanye's operating at a higher level of artistry than any other artist on the planet right now.It's apparent from jump. Right from the opening synth squalls of "On Sight." From the electro tick-tick-tick. From the bass turned way past distortion. This is something new. Sounds you haven't hear before. Like a spaceship crashing in your backyard. You can't help but look, you can't help but approach. Out of curiosity if nothing else at first. You're being pulled forward by your ears. Kanye's making a statement. "I'm from the future. I'm here to show you how it's going to be."It's not all going to be pretty. It's not all going to fun. The sounds are discordant, abrasive. The lyrics harsh, abusive. It's nasty. But it's thrilling. Through the whole album. There's no let up. Song after song. Start to finish. (Only ten songs. That's all it takes.) Especially now, six months after its release, Yeezus has revealed itself to be one coherent set piece. With its sound, and its themes. On message, on point."My momma was raised in an era when/Clean water was only served to the fairer skin."That's the world I'm coming from, he's saying. That's the world you made. I didn't make it, and I don't like it. So I'm tearing the whole thing down and starting a new one.That's what art is, right? Making something new. Even if it's just a little different (and Yeezus is a lot different), making something new that can show people a different perspective, a different viewpoint.Musically, Kanye is glowing right now. Like a piece of Kryptonite. Yeezus is something we've never seen before. It's a huge accomplishment. A triumph.What are you gonna do? It's the best.

scope?

[jaydot]

Some1 do Soiree.

[Genevieve]

Some1 do Soiree.

Yeah, that's jaydot alright.

[rockonin]

Some1 do Soiree.

Yeah, that's jaydot alright.

Jaydot will probably start a thread in a few minutes called 'Some1 do Soiree'.

[jaydot]

Some1 do Soiree.

Yeah, that's jaydot alright.

Jaydot will probably start a thread in a few minutes called 'Some1 do Soiree'.

[sigbowls]

posts pics of herself all the time

bm again

[DiegoSapiens]

[DrGatineau]

Can you expect the unexpected? Can you describe the indescribable? Can you imagine the unimaginable? And can you deny the unquestionably flawless intelligence of gods mind? You can’t. You sit back with trusted friends, you raise a glass pipe to your lips, you inhale 3 times and then you dive soul first into the ocean of seamless irreality that washes over you like a mother bathing a child in her own milk. Welcome to hyperspace, friends.

The day was set and the participants selected. We sat in humble unison on the floor as Untrue accentuated the atmosphere with an ominous foreshadowing of events to come. There were 6 of us, 3 newcomers and 3 experienced travelers, yet all of us nervously waited for someone else to volunteer to go first. A timid 'I’ll go first' broke the silence, but I followed with 'I will, if you’d like, I’ll go first.' I figured someone vaguely familiar with the power of anal sex should handle the inauguration of the sacrament, while simultaneously being reminded by another traveler, the product was extracted by my hands, it would only be right for me to christen it.



It was then that my heart began to pound, I was nearly overwhelmed by the impending intoxication that would soon take control of my senses. She told me her name was Catalina. "Catalina?" I said, "that was my mother's name. Oedipal vibes filled the room as Ghost Hardware played in the background. Catalina undressed herself and approached me. Was I ready for this? Is this what I've been waiting for? Catalina showed me the way into her bedroom, and told me to unclothe myself. I thoroughly complied with her wishes. Just as I touched her lips, Catarina's friends walked in the room. She told them to watch. I felt hesitant by the notion, but nonetheless obliged.

I pounded her for 5-10 minutes as the others watched. It was powerful watching her breathe heavily and sensuously, eyes closed and soul deep. "Catilina!" she screamed. After we both came, she slowly elaborated on the experience. I then inspected my pipe and figured there was sufficient buildup still inside me to attempt another session with Catalina, but then I thought against it. By this point though, I think I began to understand the awesome power of nature's beast - a feeling of short esoteric mysticism. I had apparently ignored the intense behaviors of a previous travel.

I thought back to my childhood. I was in a room. There are two adults, female and male. I sense their glorious power, it flows off them like the sun radiates light. I am but a child - ignorant, frightened and confused. I only see them from their waist down to their feet, I don’t even try to look up to them, I am not worthy. I’m not the only child though, there is a box full of toys and a young child exploring them - it was my brother. Oh Lord! This is so intense. Panic grips my body once again, everything is so alien and terrifying. Wait, I’m here! I’m right here, right now! I’ve dreamt of being here, I’ve fantasied about meeting these beings - my brother. I’ve prayed for conclusive answers possibly arising from my childhood. And here I am now. I decided to investigate, forget life and death, absorb myself into what is happening right now.

Without speaking, I ask the adults why I’m here. Immediately a woman hands me a toy. I look at it, its some magnificent geometrical building block. I stare into it, focus entirely on it. It begins to glow bright, I focus harder, it glows brighter, it transmits an energy to me, something familiar - a feeling of safety. The feeling overwhelms me and it feels heavenly, my god, this is true love, and I felt it before, my heart is back again, there is no more hole, just complete wholeness. I look back up at the child playing with the toys, he is so happy now. He begins tossing his toys into the air in celebration and it hits me. This is the love I have for my son, it is a reflection of my paternal feelings towards him.

Unexpectedly I’m reminded of all the times I haven’t been the best father I’m capable of being, I’m reminded of my thoughts of moving some where else, not to leave him, but to start fresh some where else and to visit him when I can. These thoughts instantly wrench my heart from my chest, and I am sucked into a tornado of hellish anxiety, utter despair and guilt. No, I cannot, I will not leave him. He is my inspiration for living! I will wither into nothingness without his love. As soon as I realize this I am back in a room. The adults are moving about quicker now, as if in a hurry, I start thanking them for showing me this and how beautiful it is. They have shown me love and remorse!

I’m in a different room. The adults are running now and things are starting to git dimmer and dimmer. I ask what else they have to show me, the female strikes me as if reprimanding a child. As if she was saying 'listen now, pay attention, stop drifting off, this is IMPORTANT!' she then hands me an hourglass as she squats down. Her clitoris is in full view now and I can feel her love pouring over me. She reaches into my soul and pulls out a handful of the most serene pearls I have ever seen. Her love flows through my fingers and it is orgasmic. I scream out to the world, "pure love is all that matters in life!" Time is the most precious thing we have. It is fantastic and inconceivable, it is also as brief and fleeting as every grain of sand that falls through the cracks of my hand. "Use the time you are given wisely, enjoy the precious moments of life and celebrate them with your son," she tells me. Fade to black.

I cry. I begin to shake and I try my hardest to convey the deepest of thanks to these beings. They opened my eyes to the beauty of life that has always been in front of my face. I’ve always known my purpose but to have something, someone so powerful demonstrate so explicitly how meaningful love is, it was truly jaw-dropping. I cry some more. I open my eyes and everyone sits in silence, watching me. The energy in the room is sublime. I wipe my tears, said my goodbyes, and walked out the door to the tune of Raver.

[rockonin]

Some1 do Soiree.

Yeah, that's jaydot alright.

Jaydot will probably start a thread in a few minutes called 'Some1 do Soiree'.

Just banter lad

[sigbowls]

i would welcome a full retard thread from the j dot

[deadly_habit]

I have a poisonous spider, some bottle rockets, and a bunch of MDMA. Is this a bad idea ninjas? #lads
(also I stole a girls phone)
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love you agent

[rickyarbino]

You're a snake, still.

[NinjaEdit]

i would welcome a full retard thread from the j dot

you are one m7

[nousd]

fidget mixes at hobbiton tomorrow
using cassettes with serato

100 squid and Stella Artois.

supporting American terrorist Bass Nectar ffs

[OGLemon]

Chief Keef is the GOAT. New mixtape is perfect. Is honestly the greatest musician to grace life on Earth.

[DiegoSapiens]

scope again, orangeluva like some b8 hip hop too