Okay, so this path got very convoluted due to having had to start some nuance of it early on, while also knowing, at least now, that it is one of two paths that really do go on until exhaust, which is what really defines the end there since pathification is a perfection. We end up having to look up more at desire to truly understand what it is that people end up staying to do with a lot of extra love(time). So, another thing was that silivifiation is still very much a running path and will definitely be one until the end, in a want conundrum, so as much as I had thought about the school of harbaculture be named after John Burdough, our gamiverses’ experiment on chalqualquification of silivified souls, which is beyond the scope of what I intended pathification to go through. Sometimes it’s difficult to see these errors to begin with because at the end of the day, who even knew all the paradigms that were crossed there. For me, it almost seemed like, okay yeah the Burdough fella is just somewhat of a bit rate sheet, and may be the Elf is the real one since I have always been particular to magic creatures that do create their own kind, so if you found another way to this path, maybe you do have some stake here, and overall, let’s just try to put it to good effort. With that being said, I’m going to keep the Tatarian name just based off on my storypath and all the beauty that I found in the individuals thoughts.

Buddha is obviously yours my love, because I do not under any circumstance want to give up my orange, my lovely tangy that is directly within me and fortiwith am I it. Funny thing is that I always thought I needed some large superpower, but as it turns out, I just need to be myself, a lemoncillo, an tarty, one that knows the true value in people’s joyous little face as they munch in on all that watery candy like skin. Yeah there was a short path whence I saw myself as the Apple and the joyous, yet kind of guilty moment when I found a reasoning for the path.

Nothing to do with particular eyes, but yes Specii stuff is for a super-secret Magical park that we’ll do near the end. Specii Rules will come from our Allah papasito since he has to more complete eyes, loved and timed, haha. Well, there is a lot of cross banter with the U.K so people may even shreak here like, traitor! I wouldn’t blame them, yet, I might make you find the whole reasoning through the short explainer I used as a continuum for the path, and trust me, I’m nearly oblivious as to the reason, other than - if we were friends at the beginning, I can see ourselves be closest allies at the end, obvs.

Let me know, as far as blueberry goes, well, there is a lot of things that can be said to have been bad with my father. The best I can take away from it is a solution forward where I truly look towards loving women, honoring them, and then hoping for the best. It’s not that I do not love women as of now, it’s just that I have often been witness of them being so mutilated and yet stand there like sprawl thinking they’re the ones who benefit from it all. In essence, my trauma serves me to remember a lifetime where women were simply too nice, and that just has to stop.

The buddha tree isn’t likely to give fruit for another 10 years is my guess, but that could easily change. Yeah, guess I’ll have to womp in at some point as my apple self in one of the spots for my garden. Womping out - > instructions clear, success ratio 97%, womping in, and/or calcifying my imaginary infinite infinitesimal universe to the precision I want it? Difficult due to the amount of magic that is used in the vernacular of my tree’s language so as to satisfy for an eternity.

How else do I expect to sit there and cherish their thoughts and minds to the extent that they would then contribute in the same way, afterall, as first order Angels that seems to be the maximum our reach entails. Can’t wait to continue along this isle of super talented individuals who have aligned to better the world, one cast, one line dealer, one position disappointment at a time. Overall, vampires vs majis wasn’t too bad was it? I was so ready for the second dip. But now, we really need to do a good one of toyers vs demons. Yeah, symmetry, you already know it’s a good match, may the best fister folder outer of actuary planetary magic win the opportun!

Also just as a side note, I haven’t been doing too much on my end in regard to rapidly expanding the magical gateways I opened, I’ve just been maintaining their paths by ensuring that there is someone at the bellclock. That being said, there is still a lot to do so that we can make sure to advance the world as we need it. We’ll get there.

I’ve taken it to call her Mother Earth, and yeah we did end up exciting her to the point where she pulled a live planetary magical gateway that places itself onto the last fold of the earth, which is great for those who have gotten as far as loving without ever touching, afterall, that’s likely what mother earth had to show to Imagination for it to consider bringing 1 of it’s beautiful flowers, and yet my mind saw 6 dimensions ahead right at that moment. Yes, I first received black, but when we dual duplicately detailed our story alongside each other (see duality helps), it was obvious that I was Pinky. Also, I’m thinking now you mainly just came for accountings basis, and that makes me think that I did have a whole imagination layer in which I could’ve chosen any color there, so, because I’m confident about myself, I’m telling you, it may not be pink, but we will have our fight Ven. Much time brah.

Gene packlerize our Moon, it’s getting in hella cray and Im about to go nova the heck out of it with my Specii, my ship, my boson. Where’s the Sun at!?! Gene does the worst just so yall know and hes already thinking hes 54, he may not be wrong but in the future like two clicky forward after I make it for me and the love of my life. Oh also, gene was a toyer already so hes likely not to participate in this next actuary round.

Put me to bed apa, you cray

I meant bed, not jail. Now, Tatarianism really means loving, the kind of love that takes lifetimes to build, and yet somehow it seems as though there are moments in which it just happens instantly. I’m never going to sit there and wonder why that is, because at the end of the day, I know who it is that I am in all those lovely ways.

Hand of Buddha, why will it grow for him, can I have the chalqued one? I need it for research. Te quiero