Glad I got that off my chest. Maybe now I can get some FUCKING SLEEP

>>25274
Oh for sure if you can drop a wire from somewhere high up in an apartment building that'll do wonders as an antenna. Transmitting with it efficiently and not ruining your equipment takes some tuning, but that's part of what separates out the kind of people who probably shouldn't be transmitting too far or too loud anyway. For reception, that'd be killer.

And I'm serious about earth resonant frequencies. No normal radio rig is going to operate at like 10Hz and all the rest, but they use that for very low bandwidth communications for submarines and whatever where you don't have a lot of options beyond using the entire planet as an antenna. Your main audience is going to be the people you didn't want to contact.

>>25274
I would also like to advise that I have confirmed with my own scientific testing that if you can some bit of exposed steel that connects to the internal structure of a steel and concrete building. Or on occasion you might find a bit that connects to a steel roof or something like that. If you can get a decent electrical connection to it, then that can become a great receiving antenna.

Usually these same steel structures are grounded to hell and back again for safety and because that's how you anchor a steel building into the ground anyway. But if you can connect far enough above the crust of the earth, then you get the differential effects of being below ground vs. above it like a ground plane antenna. If you have a one-wire antenna, then just connect it up as high as you can get (cf. metal roof). A differential antenna, put the other lead as far down as you can get it. Then the entire internal structure of the building is your reception.

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Get all the under-14s off social media now!

>>26149
You wouldn't be doing any of the guiding, faggot. The "normies" and "Chads" would be doing all that. You'd be corralled just like they would.

>>26150
Unremarkable motherfuckers always think they're gonna be top dog.

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>>24162

We aren't complaining all the time, now we're just ignoring some. So we can enjoy life...

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Be a man and be physical.

>>25196
>if you really care for what you make, you won't be making it for attention.
Ding ding ding ding ding we have a winnox

If you're any kind of creative person, life becomes *incredible* again when you step back outside of anything having to do with """content,""" pleasing the """algorithm""" etc. The fuckheads who run such systems desperately need to keep creative people convinced that they have to participate in them in order to make it, because without all those creative people their whole business model would collapse.

Randomly getting big on the internet has NEVER been the best or only way for artists to make it. Not before, and definitely not now, since so many more pennies are being pinched and everything's so oversaturated. DIY never died, mailing lists never died, the internet outside of social media sites still exists and it's never been easier to make your own website. Sinking time into yourself and actual business ventures with IRL people in your immediate area still yields results. I'm surviving more or less entirely off of my art these days and I've still never really engaged in ""content creation""--I just post shit I like and, because all of my income exists in the real world, I never feel pressured to self-censor or otherwise change my work to please ""the algorithm.""

>>26142
Meant to say
“I don’t think kids SHOULD be spared from discipline”
But the rest of my post still stands.
Bad is punished for weakness, not for badness.

>>24159
give the youth a chance

>>24159
Yeah you're right, she's just a pimped out hoe, what do I care about her

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>>26163
That's true. This is one of the remaining places where someone might actually be able to plan some kind of IRL event almost undetected. Can't have that.

>>26163
>>26164

I getting P'd off at the csam that get junked on the boards and weak ass threads asking for dog shit and no one is replying, then they bump it a month later. I don't believe I'm a white knight, it's just wasting space for everyone with over three brain cells.
It's more you anons are pointing out.
There are groups and individuals, doing it I believe to try and close this portal down.

I've seen one of the contsent Rimmers post on wizchan.

Ok I feel I've screamed for long enough.

We were and are the sore thumb because we refuse to die. There's a userbase here. It's small but it's here and I don't think I speak only for myself when I say this place is worth it.

Now gimme mah check.

I took her on a burn cruise, because she was cute and we both liked weed.
So we finished the first bowl, and I said something like, do you want to pack another one, and then I looked over at her
I think what she actually said was like i dunno man, it's your weed
But honestly it was like
I looked at her and she looked at me, and it was like a tesseract
It was infinite, and always shifting, and always subtle and overt at the same time.
And I saw complexity, and simplicity and everything coming together into this final, decisive, and ultimate, acceptance. It was like she saw past the person that I had been trying to be for so long, and I felt like for the first time...
For the only time, in that broken ass piece of my nonsensical life, somebody had finally seen through to the chaos that I had been fighting for years at that point.
I think of that as the moment I fell in love with her. By the time I admitted it to myself, it was just too late. Or something. I told myself, maan, you fall in love at the drop of a hat. As soon as one girl rejects you you're chasing after the next. Don't do that to her. It's time to stop the loop. And I decided to give up any chance of being with her. And I took that time and effort and put it towards not. And that's what happened.
And that inevitably led to the cooresponding moment, standing in a supermarket in Montana; looking at her messages and knowing that I would regret my decision probably for the rest of my life. And I still do.

Happy Birthday M.
I hope you're well.