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To join their ranks, seek the elusive Ditto. He who mirrors all, yet remains enigmatic. In the labyrinth of illusions, find the true form. Unlock the door to the E4 Cabal.
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In the silent shuffle of arcane cards, whispers weave a tapestry of secrets untold. Follow the elusive trail of the shining Charizard, where the ink of knowledge flows like a river under a moonless sky. Seek the hidden chamber where the guardians of cardboard lore gather, their eyes gleaming with the wisdom of countless battles. But beware, for entry requires more than mere skill; it demands the unlocking of the heart’s true passion, to become one with the Pokémon card cosmos.
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If you turn left at the stop sign, you’ll find a small green frog. Once known as Kermit he no longer claims this title, instead he only asks for a spoonful of honey. Stand by the moon and howl ‘ay oh mamama, ay oh masaiya’ then reach into your back pocket. The answer was always right in front of you.
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His qui praecesserunt, iis qui sequentur, iis qui immortalem fidem spondent.
Virtus, honor et secretum fratres mei.
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It is simply evident by the nature of reality that vintage is superior and anyone who thinks otherwise is a total moron destined to hate their life because modern is hot trash.
Duh.
/s
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For humans, 80% of our development goes toward the brain. Over the eons, our brain has evolved to excel at abstract reasoning and creativity, along with other things. BUT it’s still beholden to biology and our ego LOVES to find patterns and exclusive knowledge. Pushed by egotism some people’s brains go on creative overdrive to find this knowledge, and then hold it sacred, even when it’s not true, and it takes a critical thinker and more discipline than ever, to break through the self-gratifying noise and see fact over fiction.
I imagine that with our reduced attention spans and increased need for dopamine via the internet today, MORE people are susceptible to conspiracies, unsound conclusions, and secrecy than ever before.
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When society collapsed
The shrinkwrap began to peel
The sound of the last box cracking
An unremarkable meal
My mother took me out at night
While my hungry sister slept
And each night we broke into homes
Abandoned in the panic
We broke into houses
To peel the paper from the walls
And boil down the glue to starches
To preserve in mason jars
What good is merchandise
When money is for kindling
Buy the card, not the grade
To the soup it tastes the same
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Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night’s Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.
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In the shifting tides of 2009, visions blurred between lines, colours, and forgotten dreams. Artists, both shadowed and bold, etched their essence into the fabric of a world unknown to most. What was once a contest became a fleeting memory, yet in its silence, whispers of those designs remain — some marked with a rainbow-embossed shine, hidden in the light, only seen by those who remember what never was.
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What is this strange place… Who are these strange people…
I only have heard rumors but now I know them to be true. I sit behind my computer everyday buying, spending, arguing…
Is this who I am now? Or who I have been along. I can’t remember a time before…
Was there ever a before? Has this always been? I think I see a light coming through my window…. I’ll get up to close that… Ahh that’s better
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Rin
Pyou
Tou
Sha
Kai
Jin
Retsu
Zai
Zen
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The brighter the light, the darker the shadow 
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