Roger Dao
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Roger Dao
@rogerdao.bsky.social
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If you want to know about me, see Euler's Identity.
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Yet in the hour of its coming, none dares shake the ruby tree of which the sullen composer ate as he listened to the songs of sirens summon him out to sea. And still, I kept the timepiece synchronized, remembering how the waves bid adieu, visiting and revisiting visions and revisions of you and you.
Knowing that ICE is out there right now cleaning out the filth from America is one of the reasons I sleep so soundly at night. After the Supreme Court overturns the abominable decision that ruined Godly marriage, we can really start to shine as a nation again. The greatest days of America are ahead!
Bluesky might be the greatest place on Earth. It is where all the filth and refuse, including, but not limited to, feminist idiots and Leftist trash, Marxist scum and anime whores, incompetent teens and douche bag Bernie bros, leprous fairies and anti-white queers, come to whine about their betters.
They were weak, decadent people, lacked the will and mind for evolution. They imagined they could live forever in static changelessness. They faced no great threats, such that when the tide of history turned, they got washed away. Now, they fester in squalor and nostalgia, broken and unable to rise.
Then, why has God made the lives of blacks and browns so miserable? Why are Africa and South and Central America such wretched and dismal places? Why is Asia a hellhole? Why is it that the white societies are the freest, most creative, wealthiest and most just?
Jesus was an Aryan. It is a fact that he was the descendant of Aryan stock, of pure blood. Mary was not Jewish, and the seed of the Lord is divine, which means the DNA of Christ was that of the Aryan.
I know. It's a burden, but I cope.
I think what you mean is, why do I speak like an educated, articulate person? Why do I use poetic prose? Because it's fun. Because I enjoy it.
I'd rather watch you suffer from some trivial virus in an ICE facility.
Just as there's no ICE detention center that won't house you.
I love the taste of female in the morning.
I bet you'll look beautiful in your frock and bonnet.
O, honey pie, you're sweet. And remember, you're the one trying desperately to feel morally superior by condescending a stranger on the Internet. Hahahahahaha! This is why Trump is president and you are stuck in utter powerlessness as you achieve absolutely nothing at all with your meaningless life.
At least I'm not dealing with an impotent jealous abuser who promises only a life of mediocrity, poverty and emotional damage. Hahahaha! What I'm dealing with is the burden of genius, the struggle to produce wonderful, beautiful, transcendent things, not banal sketches that a 4-year-old could draw.
Hahaha! Another one has come to play! What a wonderful site! Full of the wretched filth of Western Civilization. You're going to really suffer under Fascism. I bet you already are. I bet your fear is becoming paranoia with each passing moment. Don't worry, cunt, ICE will rescue you from loneliness.
Hahahahaha! What an attitude shift. Is it because he monitors your account? Hahahahahaha! Shackled to a jealous abusive type. How sad. Good luck, kiddo. Hahahahaha!
And yet, I asserted them, anyway, because no one cares whether you ask or not.
He did, didn't he?! The frail wry rider! Hahaha! How funny. Have a good day, snookums.
Hahaha! Did your boyfriend demand you stop talking to me? I can tell that you enjoyed our exchange. I'll be here, when you hunger for a better man.
Your boyfriend seems quite livid. I bet he's half the man he wishes he was and four times the douche bag he should be.
Truly, I apologize for the "blow" typo. I meant block. I'm actually embarrassed.
Hahaha! No blow! Block**** Well, that's embarrassing. Hahaha! And I'm nothing like you imagine. Your prejudice is staggering. I'm a writer, and I work in physics, mathematics and philosophy. I don't use drugs and I don't live in a basement.
I'd rather watch you all suffer the consequences of your degenerate idiocy.
I wrote a poem for you.