My composing dream

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MattMVS7

Monty Mole
Banned User
Here are links that explain everything about my composing dream and these tunes in my head that I think are great. Other people don't realize their power and greatness yet and I talk much about this. These 2 links are links to the same, long, opening post that explain it all (just in case one link doesn't work for you):


https://zeldadungeon.net/forum/threads/my-musical-tunes-and-their-unrealized-greatness.63693/


https://board.sonicstadium.org/topic/24179-my-musical-tunes-and-their-unrealized-greatness/
 
My Reply: I'm afraid so. There is no way I can achieve my goal within such a short time period. Since I can only compose just for the sake of composing, then I'd give up. That's another reason why I've bought these Immortality Rings because they are said to keep your body healthy and alive by preventing diseases and stopping aging. If these rings work, then they would allow me to fully go through with my goal.

That is, if some fatal accident doesn't happen to me because the rings won't protect me from that.
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..huh

who knew you could purchase immortality for under $40? Javelin was right about capitalism.
 
Re: My composting dream

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My precious pile-making gift that has yet to be recognized

Note to reader: Composting composting composting

What is composting? Composting is the act of taking biodegradable material and arranging it in piles so it smells and is good for the earth. I have in the past produced numerous biodegradable piles; some of them verbal. It was good. The piles I composted were in fact so good and undeniably of good quality, that it is my belief in my head and other various body parts that I have an innate talent for composting. You could say I know how to compost instinctively.

I've learned this when yesterday, I was putting a banana in my head, through my mouth, which I have in the dictionary discovered that it is named the act of eating. So intuitive and good is my thinking that I even discover concepts that were previously discovered that I didn't know about, but still know them instinctively. This banana that I believed to be in my head and that was actually in my head, gave me many good ideas. For example it was so that I instinctively knew to peel the banana and then proceed to eat it. Others would have just taken it and smushed it against their forehead repeatedly until it was pulp. This is the sign that I am one in a million; that the rules of banana eating do not apply to me and I instantly know how to make all the correct choices by intuition. And I know that I am correct and everyone else is not because the world itself is confirming my brilliance through its design. Only my way of banana interaction yields a banana peel, with which to construct a compost pile, which is the pile of my dreams.

However, others deny that this is a special gift that I have. I don't know why, it is evident to see that I am indeed the chosen one and my composting will lead to a better, although slightly smelly, future. It is because of that and the things other than bananas that are stored in my head, that I must dedicate my entire existence to my composting dream. I will composte day after day after day, until the spire-like piles of vengance tower above the indifferent masses, and the entire internet shall run brown with my rage.

Give up now, for your resistance is biodegradable!
 
Alex95 said:
Alright guys, I will confirm something here to save you all the trouble of doing so yourself.

There is no card to be found in these posts.
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You never know what you will find in a pile before you rolled up your sleeves and reached in.