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📍Along the Path of the Beam
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Long days and pleasant nights!
I'm pleased to say the bot has received a few new quotes. We don't announce updates, but these we're particularly excited about. Because the rotation is random, it could be days before they're posted, but I encourage you to look out for them.
Long days and pleasant nights!
O, swear not by the moon, th’ inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circled orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
That monthly changes in her circled orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
December 3, 2025 at 5:10 PM
O, swear not by the moon, th’ inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circled orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
That monthly changes in her circled orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
The devil you knew was always preferable to the devil you didn’t.
December 3, 2025 at 2:10 PM
The devil you knew was always preferable to the devil you didn’t.
'ASK ME A RIDDLE,' Blaine invited.
'Fuck you,' Roland said. He did not raise his voice.
'Fuck you,' Roland said. He did not raise his voice.
December 3, 2025 at 11:10 AM
'ASK ME A RIDDLE,' Blaine invited.
'Fuck you,' Roland said. He did not raise his voice.
'Fuck you,' Roland said. He did not raise his voice.
Commala-come-call
We hail the one who made us all,
Who made the men and made the maids,
Who made the great and small.
We hail the one who made us all,
Who made the men and made the maids,
Who made the great and small.
December 3, 2025 at 8:12 AM
Commala-come-call
We hail the one who made us all,
Who made the men and made the maids,
Who made the great and small.
We hail the one who made us all,
Who made the men and made the maids,
Who made the great and small.
'Bulldink!' the twin cried. 'You been chewing the weed!'
December 3, 2025 at 5:10 AM
'Bulldink!' the twin cried. 'You been chewing the weed!'
NORTH CENTRAL POSITRONICS, LTD.
IN ASSOCIATION WITH
LaMERK INDUSTRIES
PRESENTS
ANDY
Design: MESSENGER (Many Other Functions)
Serial DNF-44821-V-63
IN ASSOCIATION WITH
LaMERK INDUSTRIES
PRESENTS
ANDY
Design: MESSENGER (Many Other Functions)
Serial DNF-44821-V-63
December 3, 2025 at 2:10 AM
NORTH CENTRAL POSITRONICS, LTD.
IN ASSOCIATION WITH
LaMERK INDUSTRIES
PRESENTS
ANDY
Design: MESSENGER (Many Other Functions)
Serial DNF-44821-V-63
IN ASSOCIATION WITH
LaMERK INDUSTRIES
PRESENTS
ANDY
Design: MESSENGER (Many Other Functions)
Serial DNF-44821-V-63
Commala-come-two!
Nothin else to do!
Gotta go where ka’s wind blows ya
Cause there’s nothin else to do
Nothin else to do!
Gotta go where ka’s wind blows ya
Cause there’s nothin else to do
December 2, 2025 at 11:10 PM
Commala-come-two!
Nothin else to do!
Gotta go where ka’s wind blows ya
Cause there’s nothin else to do
Nothin else to do!
Gotta go where ka’s wind blows ya
Cause there’s nothin else to do
Don't ask me silly questions, I won't play silly games.
I'm just a simple choo-choo train, and I'll always be the same.
Now that I can't race along, beneath the bright blue sky,
I guess that I'll just sit right here until I finally die.
I'm just a simple choo-choo train, and I'll always be the same.
Now that I can't race along, beneath the bright blue sky,
I guess that I'll just sit right here until I finally die.
December 2, 2025 at 8:11 PM
Don't ask me silly questions, I won't play silly games.
I'm just a simple choo-choo train, and I'll always be the same.
Now that I can't race along, beneath the bright blue sky,
I guess that I'll just sit right here until I finally die.
I'm just a simple choo-choo train, and I'll always be the same.
Now that I can't race along, beneath the bright blue sky,
I guess that I'll just sit right here until I finally die.
Hey Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better
December 2, 2025 at 5:10 PM
Hey Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better
We spread the time as we can, but in the end the world takes it all back.
December 2, 2025 at 2:10 PM
We spread the time as we can, but in the end the world takes it all back.
'TOUGH TITTY, SAID THE KITTY.'
December 2, 2025 at 11:10 AM
'TOUGH TITTY, SAID THE KITTY.'
'Will you talk to me some more when we're making our run?', asked Engineer Bob. 'I'd like that.'
'I would too. I love you, Engineer Bob.'
'I love you too, Charlie,' said Engineer Bob, and then he blew the whistle himself, just to show how happy he was.
'I would too. I love you, Engineer Bob.'
'I love you too, Charlie,' said Engineer Bob, and then he blew the whistle himself, just to show how happy he was.
December 2, 2025 at 8:11 AM
'Will you talk to me some more when we're making our run?', asked Engineer Bob. 'I'd like that.'
'I would too. I love you, Engineer Bob.'
'I love you too, Charlie,' said Engineer Bob, and then he blew the whistle himself, just to show how happy he was.
'I would too. I love you, Engineer Bob.'
'I love you too, Charlie,' said Engineer Bob, and then he blew the whistle himself, just to show how happy he was.
And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear
You almost had your hooks in me didn't you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar-bound, hypnotized
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You're a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away bye bye
You almost had your hooks in me didn't you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar-bound, hypnotized
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You're a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away bye bye
December 2, 2025 at 5:10 AM
And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear
You almost had your hooks in me didn't you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar-bound, hypnotized
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You're a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away bye bye
You almost had your hooks in me didn't you dear
You nearly had me roped and tied
Altar-bound, hypnotized
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You're a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away bye bye
'You know,' King said, 'I'm not much good at telling stories. That sounds like a paradox, but it's not; it's the reason I write them down.'
December 2, 2025 at 2:10 AM
'You know,' King said, 'I'm not much good at telling stories. That sounds like a paradox, but it's not; it's the reason I write them down.'
'So fell Lord Perth,' he said, 'and the countryside did shake with that thunder.'
December 1, 2025 at 11:10 PM
'So fell Lord Perth,' he said, 'and the countryside did shake with that thunder.'
The man in black fled across the desert, and the Gunslinger followed.
December 1, 2025 at 8:11 PM
The man in black fled across the desert, and the Gunslinger followed.
Commala-come-two!
Nothin else to do!
Gotta go where ka’s wind blows ya
Cause there’s nothin else to do
Nothin else to do!
Gotta go where ka’s wind blows ya
Cause there’s nothin else to do
December 1, 2025 at 5:10 PM
Commala-come-two!
Nothin else to do!
Gotta go where ka’s wind blows ya
Cause there’s nothin else to do
Nothin else to do!
Gotta go where ka’s wind blows ya
Cause there’s nothin else to do
You see? Size defeats us. For the fish, the lake in which he lives is the universe. What does the fish think when he is jerked up by the mouth through the silver limits of existence and into a new universe where the air drowns him and the light is blue?
December 1, 2025 at 2:10 PM
You see? Size defeats us. For the fish, the lake in which he lives is the universe. What does the fish think when he is jerked up by the mouth through the silver limits of existence and into a new universe where the air drowns him and the light is blue?
'Ake? Ed?' With a little more certainty now. He did remember.
December 1, 2025 at 11:10 AM
'Ake? Ed?' With a little more certainty now. He did remember.
I was born
Six-gun in my hand,
behind a gun
I’ll make my final stand.
Six-gun in my hand,
behind a gun
I’ll make my final stand.
December 1, 2025 at 8:11 AM
I was born
Six-gun in my hand,
behind a gun
I’ll make my final stand.
Six-gun in my hand,
behind a gun
I’ll make my final stand.
For every brick that landed on the ground instead of some little kid’s head, for every tornado that missed the trailer park, for every missile that didn’t fly, for every hand stayed from violence, there was the Tower.
December 1, 2025 at 5:10 AM
For every brick that landed on the ground instead of some little kid’s head, for every tornado that missed the trailer park, for every missile that didn’t fly, for every hand stayed from violence, there was the Tower.
Then she screamed. There were no words in it, nor could there have been. Our greatest moments of triumph are always inarticulate.
December 1, 2025 at 2:10 AM
Then she screamed. There were no words in it, nor could there have been. Our greatest moments of triumph are always inarticulate.
'A gunslinger without teeth is no gunslinger.'
November 30, 2025 at 11:10 PM
'A gunslinger without teeth is no gunslinger.'
The field was a deep scarlet, as if some titanic battle had been fought here and the ground had been drenched with so much blood that it could not all be absorbed.
Then he realized that it was not blood he was looking at, but roses.
Then he realized that it was not blood he was looking at, but roses.
November 30, 2025 at 8:11 PM
The field was a deep scarlet, as if some titanic battle had been fought here and the ground had been drenched with so much blood that it could not all be absorbed.
Then he realized that it was not blood he was looking at, but roses.
Then he realized that it was not blood he was looking at, but roses.
Such lack of understanding was frightening. He’s right, the gunslinger thought. We are broken. Gods help us.
November 30, 2025 at 5:10 PM
Such lack of understanding was frightening. He’s right, the gunslinger thought. We are broken. Gods help us.