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I’ve been watching Jynxzi trying to beat the hellish level of Clubstep on Geometry Dash

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    so I’ve been watching Jynxzi trying to beat the hellish level of Clubstep on Geometry Dash for the last week, I haven’t left the live any time just to be there to celebrate the moment of victory with him which isn’t yet achieved but eventually, so during the first day was gonna be a marathon, couple hours in I low-key get bored so I put the live in background and scrolled on my phone in the meantime, but then.. here’s where everything began, I started feeling a spike of arousal and thought of getting rid of it (ifykyk) but I didn’t want to leave the live cause what if he won in that moment? so I decided to keep it on, and went on Twitter, keep in mind I had sound on the whole time, so while jrkng I paid attention to the soundtrack of Clubstep while watching a girl ride a mofo like crazy and I thought it was so sexy.. watching her bounce to that beat drove me crazy and since then the last days I cannot stop watching inappropriate content with either Clubstep or Electrodynamix in the background, you should try it to, it’s life enhancing, also Jynxzi screaming definitely gave me a boost

    The Dark Secret Behind Geometry Dash, And How It Brainwashes And Manipulates Its Users

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      It’s been two months since I initially shared my hypothesis that the Geometry Dash “Demons” are unbeatable by normal humans, and that everyone in the Geometry Dash Fandom has been brainwashed into thinking that they are. However, since then, I have uncovered new evidence that further supports my conjecture—although, at this point, it is less of a conjecture and more of a Demonstrable fact.

First, I would like to mention that I’ve finally managed to beat Sonar after a painstakingly colossal number of Attempts. Pulling off this feat did, admittedly, restore my vigor to continue playing Geometry Dash and I had since attempted to focus on Polargeist to eventually move onto further levels.

Early into my Polargeist Grind, I decided that it was of the essence to learn, once and for all, how to deal with the yellow Balls at the start. Thus, I took to YouTube tutorials to try to uncover whatever complex series of movements I had to perform to pass the yellow Ball that had impeded my progression forth in the game for so long. However, each PlayThrough I watched seemed to gloss over it, and there were no true tutorials to show me how to surmount this game-ruining issue. I began thinking that perhaps this was where the Game became Unplayable for Mobile Players. Perhaps there was some button on the Computer that would help me surpass this Ball. 

Then I started wracking my mind for potential Clues. All I had noticed was this peculiar sample of Text that had appeared on my screen prior to the Ball after I had died a couple of times. However, I had decided not to read it in fear of the Text potentially spoiling the Story of the Game. But after one Redditor (in reply to my previous post) had shown an image of it in their comment, I recalled the text and read it. It told me to tap the Ring midair to Jump. However, this only brought about more questions: what Ring? There was a Ball in the air, but no Ring in sight. Was this Text referring to something else?

It was only after myriad Attempts of Trial and Error that I realized that the Ball *was* the Ring. I still do not Know why the Ball is called a Ring, but I now know to tap it midair to jump (I still think it’s bad Game Design to have the Jump Tap do two completely different Things, but I digress). 

Slowly but surely, I made progress in Polargeist until I could reliably (about 5% of the time) make it 10% into the Level. However, one fateful day my upward progress went sour with disquieting haste. I was sitting near a Lake and trying to best Polargeist, and my spirits were high. Abruptly, my inner Cube took control and I made an incredible run after 5,000 attempts, making it 25% into the level. However, wretchedly, there was a Fake Orb at that point, and when I, a foolish Player far too willing to trust the Design of the Game, clicked it, I was sent reeling into spikes on a floating wall. Dashed were my dreams of beating Polargeist that day, and I must admit that I threw my Phone into the Lake out of pure fury. Thus, my progression was further occluded due to the absence of my Means to Play the Game.

Three weeks later, I re-downloaded the Geometry Dash after getting a new Phone and looked, utter horror pervading my conscience, as I saw that I had forgotten to save my Account before getting that superlative run on Polargeist, or even any of my runs surpassing the dreadful Ball. Thus, as can be seen in the Image attached, I was back to Square One.

I instantaneously shut down the Game after this. Everything I had spent days and days working on was Forsaken, and I was back to a measly 1%. Some people might even think I was Bad at the Game if they saw.

This is what brings me to what I’ve come to rant about. Even the most oblivious, bovine Geometry Dash players can notice that there are some lucidly Immoral scandals occurring within the bounds of the Game—there’s even a Leaderboard for which Players possess the highest amount of CP. But it’s not just that. The Entire Game is Designed to be malicious towards the Players, tricking them at Every Turn. That way I died in Polargeist was not an innocuous Game Mechanic. Balls aren’t supposed to kill you; they’re supposed to help you Jump. I was tricked by the Game into a sense of comfort with the yellow Balls only to have my run coldly driven into the nearby spikes. And I feel like that’s the Paragon of this Game’s essence; the Player’s trust is sacrificed in order to grant them a cheap death.

This is what causes distrust among the community, thereby resulting in the lies and brainwashing that make everyone fabricate stories of Beating “Demons” when no one truly has or ever will. The Game is built around this Distrust; that’s why it’s so prevalent in the community. Supposed “Demons Beaters” like those “Zoinks” and “Doggy” fellows that I have heard mentioned haven’t truly Beaten “Demons”—none of us have.

We’re all pawns in the Geometry Game, I think, to sum it up. What do you all think? Do you agree with my overarching proposition?

      No Future for this nigga

        No Future for this nigga
        byu/IOPERTYS inplayboicarti

        By u/IOPERTYS, its another banger post from r/playboicarti sub in 2021 which had become a meme.

        My little brother is a god damm fucking loser this man has no life he stinks he is musty he doesn't take showers he wakes up every day in the morning and the first thing he does is get on a call with his friends NO SHOWER NO BRUSHING HIS TEETH nigga STINKS this niggas teeth is so messed up like they going LEFT AND RIGHT it's like his teeth are throwing gang signs THEY ARE YELLOW NIGGA LIKE BUTTER, nigga goes to school to try to fight girls he a Gay ass nigga and he denying it to NIGGA FINGERS HIMSELF, HE SHOWS HIS SMALL PP FOR BOYS ON CALL, HE TWERKS FOR BOYS NIGGA FAILING ALL HIS CLASSES, this nigga a failure he not making it nowhere in life I'm just being real

        📁Local Disk (C:)└📁 Aim└⚠️This folder is empty

          📁Local Disk (C:)
└📁Program Files (x86)
⠀└📁steam
⠀⠀└📁steamapps
⠀⠀⠀└📁common
⠀⠀⠀⠀└📁Counter-Strike: Global Offensive
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀└📁Skills
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀└⚠️This folder is empty
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀└📁 Aim
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀└⚠️This folder is empty

          Shungite rocks

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            Originated from DrDisrespect livestream where he was talking about shungite rocks and how they protect against frequencies and stuff. People thought that he was in character doing a bit but he was actually saying it unironically. This of course made it surreal and people meme-d about it till today every time he is brought up.

            Anyways, um... I bought a whole bunch of shungite rocks, do you know what shungite is? Anybody know what shungite is? No, not Suge Knight, I think he's locked up in prison. I'm talkin' shungite. Anyways, it's a two billion year-old like, rock stone that protects against frequencies and unwanted frequencies that may be traveling in the air. That's my story, I bought a whole bunch of stuff. Put 'em around the la casa. Little pyramids, stuff like that.
            No, not Suge Knight, I think he's locked up in prison. I'm talkin' shungite. Anyways, it's a two billion year-old like, rock stone that protects against frequencies and unwanted frequencies that may be traveling in the air. That's my story, I bought a whole bunch of stuff. Put 'em around the la casa. Little pyramids, stuff like that.

            This Cube Cured my Mortality

              AKA the Tungsten cube copypasta came from a satirical review on Amazon for a cube made of tungsten by Richard Behiel in 2019. Amazon had deleted the original review but it had already became a meme.

              All the people here who bought this wireless tungsten cube to admire its surreal heft have precisely the wrong mindset. I, in my exalted wisdom and unbridled ambition, bought this cube to become fully accustomed to the intensity of its density, to make its weight bearable and in fact normal to me, so that all the world around me may fade into a fluffy arena of gravitational inconsequence. And it has worked, to profound success. I have carried the tungsten with me, have grown attached to the downward pull of its small form, its desire to be one with the floor. This force has become so normal to me that lifting any other object now feels like lifting cotton candy, or a fluffy pillow. Big burly manly men who pump iron now seem to me as little children who raise mere aluminum.

I can hardly remember the days before I became a man of tungsten. How distant those days seem now, how burdened by the apparent heaviness of everyday objects. I laugh at the philistines who still operate in a world devoid of tungsten, their shoulders thin and unempowered by the experience of bearing tungsten. Ha, what fools, blissful in their ignorance, anesthetized by their lack of meaningful struggle, devoid of passion.

Nietzsche once said that a man who has a why can bear almost any how. But a man who has a tungsten cube can bear any object less dense, and all this talk of why and how becomes unnecessary.

Schopenhauer once said that every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world. Tungsten expands the limits of a man’s field of vision by showing him an example of increased density, in comparison to which the everyday objects to which he was formerly accustomed gain a light and airy quality. Who can lament the tragedy of life, when surrounded by such lightweight objects? Who can cry in a world of styrofoam and cushions?

Have you yet understood? This is no ordinary metal. In this metal is the alchemical potential to transform your world, by transforming your expectations. Those who have not yet held the cube in their hands and mouths will not understand, for they still live in a world of normal density, like Plato’s cave dwellers. Those who have opened their mind to the density of tungsten will shift their expectations of weight and density accordingly.

To give this cube a rating of anything less than five stars would be to condemn life itself. Who am I, as a mere mortal, to judge the most compact of all affordable materials? No. I say gratefully to whichever grand being may have created this universe: good job on the tungsten. It sure is dense.

I sit here with my tungsten cube, transcendent above death itself. For insofar as this tungsten cube will last forever, I am in the presence of immortality.