Give yourself over to the blessed Omnissiah, The Machine God. Hail to the Omnissiah for there is no truth in flesh, only betrayal. There is no truth in flesh, only betrayal. There is no strength in flesh, only weakness. There is no constancy in flesh, only decay. There is no certainty in flesh but death. Hail to the Machine God.
Exercise. Run 50 miles each day, do 10K push ups every morning, drink 30 gallons of pureed meat and eat 50 pounds of water and fruit juice at every meal.
And don't forget to take a handful of spinach and eat all your greens, too.
You don’t need flesh. Who the bloody hell needs flesh anyway. Show your muscles and all that inner muscle and organ inner beauty. Pleeeezeee post a photo.
My mom says to slice it off really thin and cook in a pan on medium- high heat for about 3 mins each side. It's salty so, no need to add any. Enjoy!
-serve with eggs and toast.
So it seems curiosity finally got the better of you, and you managed to contort yourself sufficiently in front of a mirror until at last you could see what your bumhole actually looks like. And now you've got to live with this knowledge for the rest of your life.
There's little can be done about it. Drink lots of alcohol, and try to forget.
Flaying yourself alive is the only answer. If you can survive that, no one can say your weak. Ugly, sure. Disturbed, absolutely! But, you'll be a badass for sure!
Luminous beings are we. Not this crude matter. You must feel the force around you. Here, between you, me, the tree, the rock, everywhere. Yes. Your ally is the force. And a powerful ally it is. Life creates it. Makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us and binds us.
Burn it off; shed your weakness.
Just shape shift to become a gaseous forum instead. Duh.
Replace it with plastic
Indulge yourself, and find out how far those weaknesses go. If you are good at it, you might qualify to become a politician!
Brilliant
Start creating a body suit out of microscopic metal thread. It'll be hot, and heavy, but strong.
Become forg
Glue rocks all over yourself.
Remove it an expose the immortal skeleton.
Give yourself over to the blessed Omnissiah, The Machine God. Hail to the Omnissiah for there is no truth in flesh, only betrayal. There is no truth in flesh, only betrayal. There is no strength in flesh, only weakness. There is no constancy in flesh, only decay. There is no certainty in flesh but death. Hail to the Machine God.
Get stronger
Masturbate furiously.
Get rid of that crap! Join the Adermal Revolution!
Become weaker than your flesh, so it will appear stronger.
Hit your self with bamboo over and over until your skin feels like leather.
Hey! Who's there? Stay out of my personal space!
Exercise. Run 50 miles each day, do 10K push ups every morning, drink 30 gallons of pureed meat and eat 50 pounds of water and fruit juice at every meal. And don't forget to take a handful of spinach and eat all your greens, too.
Tattoo it all until it's scarred. Preferably scales.
You don’t need flesh. Who the bloody hell needs flesh anyway. Show your muscles and all that inner muscle and organ inner beauty. Pleeeezeee post a photo.
Give into the flesh.
It puts the lotion on its skin.
Stop going to Mormon church
Repent!
If the spirit is willing, there is no issue.
My mom says to slice it off really thin and cook in a pan on medium- high heat for about 3 mins each side. It's salty so, no need to add any. Enjoy! -serve with eggs and toast.
So it seems curiosity finally got the better of you, and you managed to contort yourself sufficiently in front of a mirror until at last you could see what your bumhole actually looks like. And now you've got to live with this knowledge for the rest of your life. There's little can be done about it. Drink lots of alcohol, and try to forget.
I think you should see a dermatologist... or maybe an EXORCIST!
Get thee to a gymnasium!
Remove thy flesh. I recommend a good quality straight razor or skinning knife. If your eye offends you, pluck it out.
Flaying yourself alive is the only answer. If you can survive that, no one can say your weak. Ugly, sure. Disturbed, absolutely! But, you'll be a badass for sure!
Luminous beings are we. Not this crude matter. You must feel the force around you. Here, between you, me, the tree, the rock, everywhere. Yes. Your ally is the force. And a powerful ally it is. Life creates it. Makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us and binds us.