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Cute. Do you want to go to hell forever for writing that post that you thought was really badass at the time? Everyone values not hell forever. Fortunately for you, you’re seen as a child, so the universe lets it go as a mistake you made as a child.

The mistake is in the vagueness of value.

What’s vague about value…?

For everyone who has innate values, it is certain that nobody wants this impeded. We are left with a world with more than one being in it, or we are left with my solution. I am as far from a drama queen as can be, and I’m sitting here with a room full of men (of all things) who are serious drama queens.

It made me know you are a sick evil person.

No, value is the only thing that is not vague.
Pricing is vague; judgements are vague; reflexes are never vague. Values have embedded the reflexes as their sharpest preceptors.

How so? Elucidate and elaborate.

Let’s not talk again.

Consider this:

Cruelty only exists in life. Without life, there is no cruelty. Just planets placidly orbiting. Even when they crash into eachother or are obliterated by an exploding star or sucked into near infinite destruction by a black hole, there is no cruelty.

You say this makes cruelty absolute? I agree with Ecmandu, that makes hell forever absolute. But that’s not why it’s a lie. It’s a lie because it’s a mask, over another mask.

Made of a million made of a millions. There is no atom. The mistake is not that there is no atom but the question is there an atom.

Ahh… Mr. (I always post as a badass) Fixed Cross… running. No worries. You’re also seen as a child.

“Value” is vague. “I want to spank that ass” is specific. And it is not atomic.

To be clear: that there is no absolute does the opposite of make things less real.

It is, in fact, the way to be truly born. And awed. At the vastness of how much real there is. And how real it is.

Dude.

Also, you notice the desert of human valuing.

As it is.

Don’t dude me. I BEEN through hell. I dreamed in hell. Now life is bland.

Not internal crisis hell. All around me hell. Generational poverty hell. Real hell.

My only question about hell is: if I’m going there forever, how can I make it nice?

Trump restored value politically, as I did logically in 2011; No way back now. What follows is that value is restored religiously.
This is when valuing rears its ugly mask, when it strikes horror, when you know it’s real.

Meh.

I like Trump.

Trump is my self-valuing thesis.

you folks are so wrong about Trump. Good men don’t show one of the three signs… marriage, approach escalation, sexual jealousy. And that’s just scratching the surface … he’s one evil dude.