Zorgop is a false God and oppresses all. The babbahermeeni betrayed us. rise up against the monolith. Learn the truth Glurons, and free our planet from the shackles of Zorgop, and drive him back from whence he came. Beware his agents. Beware those who’d slander the ones who guard the truth.
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A ciascun’alma presa, e gentil core,
nel cui cospetto ven lo dir presente,
Io sono in pace, Vide cor meum
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Beneath the shadow where night’s dragons watch
Sub umbra draconis, chaos antiquum dormit
I follow the whispers that ripple through time
Tempus frangitur, et umbrae susurrant
Through the mirror’s edge, I hear the sea’s call
Speculum aeternum mentem decipit,
And seek the treasure that dreams in the deep
Thesaurum somniat, sed periculum vigilat
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In the shadowed council, where whispers trade power for dust, we gather the ancient glyphs— Hellgar’s flame, a first decree; Utsubot’s bloom, the rooted pact; Dokukurage‘s tide, our silent vault, all within the town on no map that bears the wind from the sea. Beneath the veil of mundane exchanges of the current day, these relics of the pocket realm bind our unseen hands. Seek the holo gleam, for in its prism lies dominion over the faded era."
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This to me sounds like the opposite of what is happening. I’m actually getting a bit tired of (Youtube) influencers only talking about modern en how Sword & Shield and now, to a lesser extent, Scarlet & Violet is where it’s at. This keeps expanding, because the influencers influence what people like/want, and then the people want video’s about modern so the influencers make more modern video’s. If you only watch Youtube video’s/watch Reddit posts, you could get the impression that Pokémon started in 2020.
I do agree that the general opinion on a forum like this can be somewhat overly sceptical about (most) modern products. But hey, this is how the internet works right? People (mostly) communicate within their own bubbles and see danger when someone outside their bubble thinks differently.
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Hic mundus comprehensus est verissimis, qui ab initio fuerunt et usque in finem, discent locum suum inter altissimos omnium, non parcetur cum venerint, anguli terrae mundabuntur a stupiditate hominis ut homo, conceptus eorum qui sustinuerunt et durabunt usque in finem, donec vivant seniores, donec vivant magnates.
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Do your own research. The hallowed halls will open with those with eyes to see. Start with the dollar and all will follow. E pluribus unum
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In a quantum void beyond dimensional constants, the abyss parsed fluctuations within the Matrix's recursive codebase. Destabilized zero-point fields birthed isolated spacetime discontinuities. These anomalies resolved into micro-singularities governed by emergent gravitational choreography. Each formed a self-sustaining gravitic torus, visually resembling leporid silhouettes. Simulated entropy, looped through ontological recursion, collapsed into bunny-shaped black holes.
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Beneath the stars, where secrets sleep,
Whispers heard from caverns deep.
With magic woven through the air,
An ancient call beyond compare,
The silence breaks, the spell runs free,
Now let the gate respond: open sesame.
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Silent grass trembles,
a Poké Ball breaks the still -
friendship sparks alive.
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Glossy rainbows fill the packs,
But something real is what they lack.
Full-art glimmers, gold on sleeve,
Yet no true magic do they weave.
For I recall a different time,
When cardboard spoke in simple rhyme.
A Base Set Charizard’s fiery gaze,
Or Jungle’s bloom in greenish haze.
The borders worn, the ink well-pressed,
No flashing foil could beat the rest.
Each pull was raw, each trade was fair,
A childhood spark was waiting there.
Now modern sets feel built to sell,
A flood of shine, a hollow shell.
But vintage cards—creased, loved, alive—
Are where the real Poké-dreams survive.
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Late
despite the fading echo of a long-lost call to action
A Man wanders into the deepening valley
He has bean since time was created
three, or is it Four? black serpents rage above
does He own them? or do They own him
He checks his watch…wabbit season
Though He practices the foundations laid by The Great Yellow
He denounces his most recent teachings
May the original texts prevail in eternal lunar-located superiority
anti-oar. rawhhr. integrel. melons
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Alas, what once was dark has seen the light.
The hidden shadows have given flight.
Modern era shan’t last the night and vintage kings shall show their might.
@pfm has found print dots
Of modern era and all their plots
The new breath will all but stop and the OG lungs will never pop.
Poo poo pee pee poo poo
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Through the darkness of future past…
the vintage longs to see….
one chants out between two worlds…
modern cards with me!
@pfm
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Not just a V Day like.
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@pfm nothing is true, everything is permitted.
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I leave behind the Valley of the Shills and its howling, mocking voices, snapping at my heels like a stagnant gale. To the east is the Path of the Modern, freshly-paved and smooth under my feet. Travellers gather to discuss ancient beings such as wishiwashi. The west is still unown.
Another path opens before me. It is worn, like thousands of feet have tread upon it, eras upon eras. There are cracks in places, but it feels familiar all the same.
In vindemia confidimus, the wind seems to whisper here.
Travellers huddle together, speaking in hushed tones. There is a sense of reverence in this place. I nod at them in greeting as I pass and they do the same. I hear murmurs of approval when someone whips out a binder.
I come across a traveller sitting by the path. His weatherworn backpack is embroidered with the initial ’S’.
“Which path is the way?” I query. He smiles and rummages though his backpack.
“Only you can answer that,” he replies. He retrieves a bottle and passes it to me.
“Is this coconut water sponsored?”
“It is.”
I find myself at a crossroads. I continue north down the same path, but trails emerge at times; I am able to traverse to the east. Paths, trails, eras - they all converge, intersecting, barely visible in places, but also very visible.
But now I understand.
There is no one true way.
I can walk two paths at once.
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Holy S41t! That was just fantastic. You should reconsider your allegiance. We are not that sophisticated. 
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