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  1. Kafka sweaty
    Idk why I've been so alert the past few days and in need of stimulation. You can't develop ADHD as an adult right?
  2. Kafka sweaty
    "The Bible doesn't explicitly address whether animals, including cats, go to heaven. However, many people believe that all of God's creatures have a place in the afterlife. The idea that cats are "killers" because they hunt is simply part of their natural behavior and survival instincts.

    In a broader sense, many religious and spiritual perspectives emphasize that heaven is a place of peace and harmony for all of God's creations. So, it's possible to believe that cats, like all animals, could be welcomed in heaven.

    Ultimately, these beliefs can vary widely depending on individual interpretations and religious teachings. If you have a specific faith tradition in mind, I can try to provide more detailed insights based on that. What do you think?"
  3. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
    When Jehovah's witness was trying to indoctrination me into their cult as a young teen they said "Do you like Monkeys? Do you think monkeys are funny?" I said yes of course, big fan of monkeys.

    And the dude said "that's because Jehovah also likes monkeys and thinks they are funny and that's why he created all the things on earth that you love because he loves them too including you"

    Honestly that shit blew my mind at the time I was like "whoa that's deep bro" and they even had an entire pamphlet explaining why your Dog doesn't go to heaven but God still loves you.
  4. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
    Originally posted by totse2118 That's the last time. All my demons have been expelled. I finished by aggressively cumming all over my laptop intending to destroy it for good. I bought that thing a year ago just to wank on meth with. I used it like a cheap slut, only ever to bust a nut with, nothing for what I use more important computers for, only ever showed it the worst side of me, and now it lay on a soggy towel in a puddle of cum and yet I'm left feeling abused.

    I can't believe its over. I planned this for over a month. Scouting Airbnb on the daily, putting in for annual leave early, meticulously making lists of every single little thing that I could need so I wont have to leave whatever house I'm in to walk a strange neighbourhood completely fucked on Sydney's worst drug of choice.

    Its kinda like going camping in the wild actually, but instead of a tent you end up building a sort of soundproof tepee out of mattresses in some poor shmucks living room without them ever knowing. Well at least you hope they'll never find out. I'm sure they will this time though. I've been wanking for 4 days straight going through regular gaps of paranoid thoughts every time a wall creaks or a door slams. I'm dead certain this time I've been made but my conclusion this time, unlike times before, was to just puff fat clouds through the noise - that may or may not be real - and smash my sloppy cock red raw with the headphone volume up.

    There could be no worse a fate to a man than to be caught mid crackwank. This isn't your regular catch-a-man-Tuesday-stroking-casually with no sound even on, no lube, fucking curtains wide open for Christ sake like its a sign of pride. No, no, one takes zero pride in the meth wank, its all about the dirty filthy shame of it all. Imagine the sight of it! Walking into seeing someone in the pitch black, even though its daytime just outside the gaffa taped windows, bent over in the dark on all fours completely naked looking into 3 different computer set ups filled wall to wall with downright nasty shit as he switches between 3 mice while some how having 3 pairs of headphones jammed into two ears, a heater on full blast with a dildo hanging out their ass and a crackpipe in their mouth mid toke! There would be no way either of those people could talk again. Someone would have to leave the country.

    The crack wank is a full scale event in which requires prep, persistence and paranoia. You gotta plan for everything from food, to lube, to video categories in which to progress through. One does not just hop online and see where the wind takes them. I got, or should I say had, 200 gigs organised into all of my favourite fetishes from Vids, Gifs to my own picture collages. I was obsessed with ass holes and Misha Cross mainly, probably equated to over half of the collection to be fair. The rest was a regular assorted pile of stuff gathered on detours from previous cranks.

    I particularly like downloading the file, even if its just a straight rip from PornHub. Having complete control over the speed, sound, size and playlist is very important, especially when you have separate systems to jump between. For example I'd have the main TV front and centre connected via HDMI to the desktop, playing the feature presentation, my sweet Misha, or a high quality collection of specific compilations of cumfarting madness playing at about 60 to 70 percent speed.

    The wheel of a mouse is good to skip back and forwards at 5 second intervals so you'd best be ready to quickly scroll in case you spot something out the corner of your eye while looking at another monitor. Spacebar is also good cause if you just wanna invest attention to one thing for a while you can slap pause on the other players and get back to them when you finish watching a particular cumshot fly out of a girls ass enough times to coat a whole wall with it or see a rank hoe have a sneaky piss on another girls face when squatting over her open mouth with a cumfart cocktail delivery. You think to yourself - 'I bet you didn't think anyone would notice that did you ya filthy bitch? But here I am with that split half a second on VLC's 'a-b' loop until I decide its made its point. You can even record your loop and save it as its own file if you desire. My own evidence locker of the most depraved moments re covered from hour long clips that would mostly be skipped right through.

    So you'd have your main desktop screen, mine being a 4k 32", sitting beside the 52" plasma, complementing it completely with an assortment of gapes, either full screen or several VLC screens scattered around all with something juicy playing, like the entire Anal Acrobats collection, so all the various moans and butt pops turn into one big noise and you really have to be alert to find where a certain fart, pop or splat came from so you could roll that wheel over the time line to find it. Thankfully you dont even need to select a screen to roll the play head around, just hover and scroll. Likewise with audio, so you can quickly attenuate to see if your investigation has been an accurate pursuit. These will stay at full speed, saving the slow down for a something really special like a big unexpected fart from the tiniest anus or the warm guilty feeling some hot bitches get on their face when a cock is rammed back into a gape flex, like its destroying them forever and they love it.

    Then there would be the small laptop running independently doing something random like a picture side show of gaping asses or an assortment of the best snapshots of my stunning Misha moments I gathered using the 'snapshot' tool. I had over 6000 snapshots alone of just those right moments leading up to and away, when she'd flinch her eyes in a sort of subtle way the second a cock would hit just the right spot, angle and velocity inside her rectal cavity and something clicks her over into another level of enjoyment.

    She's got this way of seeming like she reaches this moment of enjoyment that is expressed with a sort of guilty regret, like it was something she was saving for someone special but she gave it up to just the next old dick in line. At 30 percent speed - as slow as you can go before the sound cuts out - you can really pin point when these specific moments occur inside her, taking the idea of porn as acting into the realm of something almost super natural. Its enlightenment achieved through the anus reaching up to the stars.

    The laptop could also be designated for discoveries, or porn playlist pioneering. Sifting some fresh meat on the Hub, just testing the waters on a passing thought. I really cant believe how many times something specific I had in mind had not been put into an ass hole yet or a specific compilation of where cum can be shot had not been put together. At first its a disappointing thought but then it reminds you than there will always be something new to try. Porn will last the ages of time.

    I could also have a GIf playlist running. You can save the GIF videos from Porn hub so I'd arrange my own folders with themes like ASS HOLES (of course), PISSING, SHEMALE ETHNO PREGGO….. The beauty is its like your own compilation video but you can press 'L' until it says 'loop one' so it would play the same one until you hit 'N' or 'P' and really be able to sift through until something catches your eye. Or you can just hit 'L' until it only loops the playlist or nothing at all.

    When trawling the hub for good GIF I usually just save as much as possible in an hour or so then I can decide later which one I want to enlarge and enhance. On each monitor's task bar I got the magnifier tool pinned and set up ready to zoom into whatever tit, hole, eyes or anything I desire, then either slow it down or speed it up by pressing "[" or ']'. To most people these keys don't mean much, but to me they are the world. Being able to slow something down, zoom in and loop it on demand, on any screen is the most satisfying experience while cranking. Moaning in slow motion is great as well when you adjust the Audio Spatializer so you get a rolling echo that drags on beautify, especially between farting gape holes in a compilation. The fun never stops.

    With VLC you get to have the ultimate influence over all decisions, which is verry important to meth amphetamine use, getting complete control over whether she looks at you how you want for as long as you desire, as close to you as you want her to be, to see her spit it up and swallow it over and over agin like some kind of amusement park toy is like being ultimate lord over all sluts ever recorded for pornographic use. Load it up and I'll get what I want. Just scroll until you see your tiny little moment to turn into literally minuets.

    After going VLC, you can't just go back to the PornHub browser like some kind of pleb. You feel like you are hacking skynet, and when you get exactly what you want, it literally beats cumming. That's why it goes on and on for days. The only limitation is the amount of cum in your ball sack, and the amount of strength in your left wrist - you'll need the right one for playing commander and chief.

    I do make it sound glorious but it never gets the best it can be and there is one reason why, cause you are smoking loads of meth for days on end being stimulated beyond belief. Something always goes wrong. IT IS WRONG!!

    Meth wanks can get stanky, which can be a bigger cause of paranoia than you bargain for. I'm talking dirty unwashed, sloppy lubey pre-cum hands that are hot with friction. You literally have to keep track of everything you touch when crankin cause you will have to wipe it all down later, and after day 2 you start forgetting your hands are even as filthy as they really are. The smell of sweat, ass hole and dried lube has, by then, become normal. In fact you probably wont be breathing through your nose anymore anyway until you are sleeping. whenever the hell that is.

    Its a smell that lingers on your hands for days, sinks right into the skin, occasionally catching a whiff that throws you into a shameful flashback as you wave them around at the pub a few days later once you have left it all behind you.

    What happens in a meth wank, stays in a meth wank. The last thing you need when at work trying to train a new staff member or selling something to a customer like a champ, is a flashback to you sniffing your own pinky finger after picking around your raw ass ring, and you actually thinking at the time 'I hope all these ass holes in this video smell like mine'. Try act srious after you remember you did that. You need to plan to have a few days for your stank hands to regenerate all that flesh that was friction burned off. You got to end up swapping, which always sux, not just because a mouse is hard to use left handed, but you commit to getting it too covered in lube and pre cum, also your clean hand, that you were using to load the pipe, touch door handles and cups with is just as filthy.

    WASH EVERYTHING.

    TWICE!

    This is truly a fucked up activity. Not just because of the rot you cause to your brain and possible damage to your dick, balls and ass hole, but its expensive to get the conditions absolutely perfect. Dropping wadds on Airbnbs, cabs, supplies and meth. You gotta test the meth first as well. For someone who only does it just for this occasion I'm not in contact with the drug world most of the time. So I prepare weeks in advance. Ask around the local crack heads trying not to get sucked into every crack den I come across. But you have to test the gear before spending $200 to $300 bux on a big bag.

    Its notorious for a reason. These cunts are fucked. I mean I just want to shove dildos up my ass and completely ruin the way I see women, but these people wanna either sit around doing nothing or rob houses. I'd rather hang out with urchers and the gangster wannabe types than the kind of dudes who just watch the clock tick away. I gotta try this gear before I buy a big bag, and unlike other drugs, you don't just get the drugs, you also get the whole scene and their wacky adventures for 2 to 3 days before you can go home with whats left. But its worth it. I've been ripped off just buying then leaving. Fucking bag of rock salt, mate.

    I've spent so much money to get the perfect meth wank and I've come to the conclusion its impossible. I've spent 3 years (roughly once every 5 to 6 months, to be fair) chasing down optimal conditions. The biggest killer of the meth wank is paranoia that you can be heard. Once you hear a noise you cant explain your wank is ruined until you can prove it was just the wind rattling a loose door or that the banging from the other room is just the blinds flapping around hitting the wall every so often from the draft comming in the window THAT YOU OPENED YOURSELF.

    Paranoia is the worst. This time I decided to commit no matter who I thought may be listening. I really dont want to do this anymore. Every other time there has been a mystery listener ruining my vibe and I had to leave dissapointed, sometimes without even shooting one load. It was something I was only going to do once, properly, for a sustained amount of time with the god dam volume up. Living in share houses all my life has made me watch porn mute. I'm used to it. But once you have a fat toke and turn on the all the moaning and groaning, slopping and sqeulching you get so hard your ball sack dissapears and you have to hold them in so they dont escape. Sound is everything with a meth wank.

    When you know someone is listening you try to bump it up bit by bit, thinking you are getting away with it. When she makes an unexpected moan from zero to one hundred, like Adriana Chechik does, your timing to attenuation has to be spot on. You just watch her tighten her face as the velocity of the pounding intensifies, you can see it building, behind the tiny moans she boils like a volcano before an eruption, holding it down with more and more effort, she looks like she's in pain, like it hurts and there will be a reward for this sacrifice, not just for her, but for the whole world.

    You hover your finger over the down arrow key as you are going to have to time it perfect to drop that volume down by 30 or 40 in a matter or miliseconds, you watch it build and build, usually there is a slip of silence before the burst, the pin has been pulled, the grenade has been dropped, clear the area cause she's gonna blow, tossing her head upwards, she erupts, roaring like a beast while strumming her clit with her fingertips at rapid speed giving her under appreciated vagina the same brief pleasure her asshole is always hogging underneath, screaming gloriously with a pleasure no man could ever achieve.

    She squirts all over herself and everything around including the camera lens. The sight is so majestic, you feel close to god, your wrist is going full speed, your fist so lubed up it sounds like you are slapping a puddle, your erection is primed like a rocket before liftoff, so close to whatever paradise this anal angel has been sent that you realise you have forgotten about the volume and you have this fucking filthy butt slut yelling to the world around you. You suddenly adjust the volume in a panic.

    Before you know it you start thinking about every click you make, every mouse movement, every time you reposition yourself, even just moving pillows around seems like such a noisy task. You then think about noise a lot. How it travels, how its made, who it came from then you go and take all that home with you. It stays with you forever.

    I've sat for hours on end slowly doing tasks like re positioning myself on a bed to a more upright position, thinking I'm being like a stealth bomber. Stopping completely still if I hear my suspect lift a finger and have been frozen in positions for up to an hour or more at a time. You see, when you get heard meth wanking, or just regular wanking, and you know for sure you have been heard, its a boner killer, you feel like an an animal, a stupid one who should already be extinct. Your mighty meth wank has become sad and lonely, you question the fabric of your own existence and why the hell are you in some fucking motel 2 blocks from your own dam house jacking off?

    You check to see if any noises are coming from whatever surface a potential person may or may not be behind. Any reaction, like a bang to the wall or angry offended footsteps even a demeaning chuckle, but if there is nothing, the meth makes you want an answer, so you rewind the video to the moment just before the eruption, pause it then hold the earphones at different distances away from your head as you press play at the same volume it was before. You see how far you can hold them away from yourself before you think you cant hear her moaning. But meth is a hell of a drug, you may just be so high you convince yourself with selective hearing that you hear nothing until its so loud you are certain that that is the volume that can be heard from the next room. The more you keep doing these paranoid sound checks the more you are just turning the volume up until it can defiantly be heard, cause that's a volume you need to know as well.

    This happens every time until it becomes the thing I'm truly focused on instead of my glorious porn stock. I wish I never found out about the crank. I remember having a toke with mates once and I went home to get something productive done, which is what i used to do on meth, until one day when signed into my desktop I had not closed a porn window. From that moment on I was never the same. I got hard in seconds and before I knew it I had to start thinking about getting to bed somehow for work. I thought it had only been a few hours but it was already over 14 hours since I started accumulating over 40 gigabytes of fresh porn somehow now on my University hard drive. I had a new agenda on my hands, originally what to me seemed like an easy thing to set out and do, the perfect meth wank, took 3 years of planning. And still I DID NOT GET IT RIGHT!! But this was it.

    I'm looking at all women these days in a bad way, man. Shame on me. Thinking about what they would look like squatting over my face with an anal bead handle dangling out for me to pull out slowly. I think about every girls ass hole. What their face would look like when I put my pinky over it and give it a suggestive tap, and if they'd give me that depraved smile like all my good hores in my stash.

    I made a promise I'd have to get this one right so I wont have an excuse to do it again. I just want the perfect meth wank and it just cant be done. The stakes are getting to high. Having to make up fake holidays I've been on to my housemates, trying to sneak 3 computers out and back into my sharehouse like "I'm just going up to WoopWoop to do some thinking guys". Yeah right. I think this obsession is killing my sexlife with my girlfriend as well. This has to end.
  5. Kafka sweaty
    Thinking about a graphic novel of short horror stories for cats. I'm sure Akira is scared of me sometimes.
  6. Speedy Parker Black Hole [my absentmindedly lachrymatory gazania]
    Originally posted by Kafka Thinking about a graphic novel of short horror stories for cats. I'm sure Akira is scared of me sometimes.

    Nobody is scared of you except your teddy bear.
  7. What_a_Kreep Tuskegee Airman
    Thinking about how this last hour of work is gonna kill me. Thinking about how I told myself I'd go to the gym tonight and if I'll actually follow through. Also, wtf am I gonna eat for dinner? I forgot to defrost anything so it might end up being a GF frozen pizza.
  8. Originally posted by the man who put it in my hood When Jehovah's witness was trying to indoctrination me into their cult as a young teen they said "Do you like Monkeys? Do you think monkeys are funny?" I said yes of course, big fan of monkeys.

    And the dude said "that's because Jehovah also likes monkeys and thinks they are funny and that's why he created all the things on earth that you love because he loves them too including you"

    Honestly that shit blew my mind at the time I was like "whoa that's deep bro" and they even had an entire pamphlet explaining why your Dog doesn't go to heaven but God still loves you.

    They didn't say you go to heaven. Only a select 144,000 (representing the 12 tribes of Israel), go to heaven, as ambassadors to Earth, having lived among men, while maintaining a faithful life to the best of their ability. All others remain right here on planet Earth, and live forever in a paradise Earth. After all, that was the original plan in the Garden of Eden. Adam and Eve weren't intended to live in heaven. That plan remains unchanged, only interrupted by Satan the Devil (an alien) and his crew of rebellious angels (also aliens).
  9. the man who put it in my hood Black Hole [miraculously counterclaim my golf]
    Originally posted by ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ They didn't say you go to heaven. Only a select 144,000 (representing the 12 tribes of Israel), go to heaven, as ambassadors to Earth, having lived among men, while maintaining a faithful life to the best of their ability. All others remain right here on planet Earth, and live forever in a paradise Earth. After all, that was the original plan in the Garden of Eden. Adam and Eve weren't intended to live in heaven. That plan remains unchanged, only interrupted by Satan the Devil (an alien) and his crew of rebellious angels (also aliens).

    Correct. I was well schooled on the 144,000 theology and believed it was true as it's literally written in the bible and i'm pretty sure even if you go back to the greek and hebrew texts it will say essentially the same thing. Also Mormons kinda believe the same thing. I'm not sure how Catholic or other denominations deal with this issue but I have heard from the Catholic perspective of " and endless eternal flow of souls falling like snow" into heck.

    Originally posted by the man who put it in my hood If you aren't one of the 144,000 you are going to be tortured for eternity. There are over a billion catholics so clearly it's not them and the only "real" group would be a small local movement spread online, probably like Trianglism.


    https://www.vatican.va/archive/ENG0015/__P37.HTM

    "1138 "Recapitulated in Christ," these are the ones who take part in the service of the praise of God and the fulfillment of his plan: the heavenly powers, all creation (the four living beings), the servants of the Old and New Covenants (the twenty-four elders), the new People of God (the one hundred and forty-four thousand),4 especially the martyrs "slain for the word of God," and the all-holy Mother of God (the Woman), the Bride of the Lamb,5 and finally "a great multitude which no one could number, from every nation, from all tribes, and peoples and tongues."6"

    The passage in question from the Catechism of the Catholic Church (CCC) at paragraph 1138 is not attributed to a single author but is the result of collaborative efforts by various theologians and bishops involved in the drafting of the Catechism. The CCC was developed under the direction of Pope John Paul II and reflects the teachings of the Church, drawing from Scripture, the writings of the Church Fathers, and the documents of the Second Vatican Council.

    The text can indeed be considered post-Vatican II, as the CCC was published in 1992, following the Second Vatican Council (1962-1965). The Council emphasized the importance of the Church's mission, the role of the laity, and the universal call to holiness, which are themes reflected in the passage. The CCC aims to present the faith in a way that is accessible and relevant to contemporary believers, aligning with the spirit of renewal initiated by the Council.

    In summary, the passage is a product of collective Church teaching and theological reflection that emerged in the post-Vatican II context, aiming to articulate the Church's understanding of salvation and the community of the faithful.

    Everyone calls JW heretical for not being true trinitarians but saying "The 144,00 is symbolic bro" doesn't seem like a good argument. I would respond with "Symbolic like the lords supper " checked and rekd Rad Trads any response? Are Mormons and JW;s based?????? Is the westboro baptist church based????
    The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
  10. WellHung Black Hole
    Many of the profiles that I thought were operated by human beings other than scron ...I've come to realize... they're just scron. alternatives

    A man named §m£ÂgØL never existed.
    NARC is not some British dude who's been in and out of prison for selling heroin.
    Aldra is not controlled by some Australian computer nerd. Lol when I first came here in 2018 I thought there was like you know at least 25-50 human beings controlling most of these profiles... and now I realize I've been interacting with one human being and all the manifestations of his imagination ...this whole time .

    and it's fucking hilarious, frankly. I guess I didn't really know any better but I really feel like ...naive. 😚🤭🤗
  11. WellHung Black Hole
    Scrawn was also probably Juice Box the dude that supposedly died and who was that other dude that died that is prob just scron? I guess he stupefied his brain on too much I don't know Crouton or some shit
  12. WellHung Black Hole
    For the longest time I thought Spectrum really was some old Canadian dude being the human being controlling the profile and I thought Speedy Parker was the old Canadian dude's alt lol
  13. WellHung Black Hole
    Lol was Wariat an actual Polish dude?
  14. WellHung Black Hole
    Is it really some Cambodian drunk dude who serves coffee... that controls vindictive Vinny and Charles ex machina? 🤣😭
  15. WellHung Black Hole
    Is Lanny an actual human being or is this scron's website?
  16. WellHung Black Hole
    Am i living in The Matrix? Am I a real human being named Matt?
  17. WellHung Black Hole
    I think Scron was on DH posing as CandyRein & Don'TTellEm
  18. Originally posted by WellHung Many of the profiles that I thought were operated by human beings other than scron …I've come to realize… they're just scron. alternatives

    A man named §m£ÂgØL never existed.
    NARC is not some British dude who's been in and out of prison for selling heroin.
    Aldra is not controlled by some Australian computer nerd. Lol when I first came here in 2018 I thought there was like you know at least 25-50 human beings controlling most of these profiles… and now I realize I've been interacting with one human being and all the manifestations of his imagination …this whole time .

    and it's fucking hilarious, frankly. I guess I didn't really know any better but I really feel like …naive. 😚🤭🤗

    You were taken along for the ride.
  19. Originally posted by the man who put it in my hood Correct. I was well schooled on the 144,000 theology and believed it was true as it's literally written in the bible and i'm pretty sure even if you go back to the greek and hebrew texts it will say essentially the same thing. Also Mormons kinda believe the same thing. I'm not sure how Catholic or other denominations deal with this issue but I have heard from the Catholic perspective of " and endless eternal flow of souls falling like snow" into heck.



    https://www.vatican.va/archive/ENG0015/__P37.HTM

    "1138 "Recapitulated in Christ," these are the ones who take part in the service of the praise of God and the fulfillment of his plan: the heavenly powers, all creation (the four living beings), the servants of the Old and New Covenants (the twenty-four elders), the new People of God (the one hundred and forty-four thousand),4 especially the martyrs "slain for the word of God," and the all-holy Mother of God (the Woman), the Bride of the Lamb,5 and finally "a great multitude which no one could number, from every nation, from all tribes, and peoples and tongues."6"



    Everyone calls JW heretical for not being true trinitarians but saying "The 144,00 is symbolic bro" doesn't seem like a good argument. I would respond with "Symbolic like the lords supper " checked and rekd Rad Trads any response? Are Mormons and JW;s based?????? Is the westboro baptist church based????

    It says the 144,000 are "not defiled by women", but that is merely figurative, as much of the Book of Revelation is. It just means that these are people who weren't soiled and corrupted by fleshly desires. The 144,000 can be women or men. Once they reach Heaven (which is basically another dimension hidden from us), they won't be male or female. They'll be a "new creation", an upgrade, if you will. Same people, but a different kind of existence and form.
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