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Underarm game on point. Sometimes the best accessory is just being 100% comfortable in your skin. ✨ #pits #hairyarmpits #ketekbasah #underarmpits #hot #armpitslover #model #hotarmpit #armpitqueen #desiarmpit #instagood #navel #armpitshow #cleanarmpit #armpitsniff #shavedarmpits #sweaty #lovearmpits
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![I see the player you mean. PLAYERNAME? Yes. Take care. It has reached a higher level now. It can read our thoughts. That doesn't matter. It thinks we are part of the game. I like this player. It played well. It did not give up. It is reading our thoughts as though they were words on a screen. That is how it chooses to imagine many things, when it is deep in the dream of a game. Words make a wonderful interface. Very flexible. And less terrifying than staring at the reality behind the screen. They used to hear voices. Before players could read. Back in the days when those who did not play called the players witches, and warlocks. And players dreamed they flew through the air, on sticks powered by demons. What did this player dream? This player dreamed of sunlight and trees. Of fire and water. It dreamed it created. And it dreamed it destroyed. It dreamed it hunted, and was hunted. It dreamed of shelter. Hah, the original interface. A million years old, and it still works. But what true structure did this player create, in the reality behind the screen? It worked, with a million others, to sculpt a true world in a fold of the [scrambled], and created a [scrambled] for [scrambled], in the [scrambled]. It cannot read that thought. No. It has not yet achieved the highest level. That, it must achieve in the long dream of life, not the short dream of a game. Does it know that we love it? That the universe is kind? Sometimes, through the noise of its thoughts, it hears the universe, yes. But there are times it is sad, in the long dream. It creates worlds that have no summer, and it shivers under a black sun, and it takes its sad creation for reality. To cure it of sorrow would destroy it. The sorrow is part of its own private task. We cannot interfere. Sometimes when they are deep in dreams, I want to tell them, they are building true worlds in reality. Sometimes I want to tell them of their importance to the universe. Sometimes, when they have not made a true connection in a while, I want to help them to speak the word they fear. It reads our thoughts. Sometimes I do not care. Sometimes I wish to tell them, this world you take for truth is merely [scrambled] and [scrambled], I wish to tell them that they are [scrambled] in the [scrambled]. They see so little of reality, in their long dream. And yet they play the game. But it would be so easy to tell them... Too strong for this dream. To tell them how to live is to prevent them living. I will not tell the player how to live. The player is growing restless. I will tell the player a story. But not the truth. No. A story that contains the truth safely, in a cage of words. Not the naked truth that can burn over any distance. Give it a body, again. Yes. Player... Use its name. PLAYERNAME. Player of games. Good. Take a breath, now. Take another. Feel air in your lungs. Let your limbs return. Yes, move your fingers. Have a body again, under gravity, in air. Respawn in the long dream. There you are. Your body touching the universe again at every point, as though you were separate things. As though we were separate things. Who are we? Once we were called the spirit of the mountain. Father sun, mother moon. Ancestral spirits, animal spirits. Jinn. Ghosts. The green man. Then gods, demons. Angels. Poltergeists. Aliens, extraterrestrials. Leptons, quarks. The words change. We do not change. We are the universe. We are everything you think isn't you. You are looking at us now, through your skin and your eyes. And why does the universe touch your skin, and throw light on you? To see you, player. To know you. And to be known. I shall tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a player. The player was you, PLAYERNAME. Sometimes it thought itself human, on the thin crust of a spinning globe of molten rock. The ball of molten rock circled a ball of blazing gas that was three hundred and thirty thousand times more massive than it. They were so far apart that light took eight minutes to cross the gap. The light was information from a star, and it could burn your skin from a hundred and fifty million kilometres away. Sometimes the player dreamed it was a miner, on the surface of a world that was flat, and infinite. The sun was a square of white. The days were short; there was much to do; and death was a temporary inconvenience. Sometimes the player dreamed it was lost in a story. Sometimes the player dreamed it was other things, in other places. Sometimes these dreams were disturbing. Sometimes very beautiful indeed. Sometimes the player woke from one dream into another, then woke from that into a third. Sometimes the player dreamed it watched words on a screen. Let's go back. The atoms of the player were scattered in the grass, in the rivers, in the air, in the ground. A woman gathered the atoms; she drank and ate and inhaled; and the woman assembled the player, in her body. And the player awoke, from the warm, dark world of its mother's body, into the long dream. And the player was a new story, never told before, written in letters of DNA. And the player was a new program, never run before, generated by a sourcecode a billion years old. And the player was a new human, never alive before, made from nothing but milk and love. You are the player. The story. The program. The human. Made from nothing but milk and love. Let's go further back. The seven billion billion billion atoms of the player's body were created, long before this game, in the heart of a star. So the player, too, is information from a star. And the player moves through a story, which is a forest of information planted by a man called Julian, on a flat, infinite world created by a man called Markus, that exists inside a small, private world created by the player, who inhabits a universe created by... Shush. Sometimes the player created a small, private world that was soft and warm and simple. Sometimes hard, and cold, and complicated. Sometimes it built a model of the universe in its head; flecks of energy, moving through vast empty spaces. Sometimes it called those flecks "electrons" and "protons". Sometimes it called them "planets" and "stars". Sometimes it believed it was in a universe that was made of energy that was made of offs and ons; zeros and ones; lines of code. Sometimes it believed it was playing a game. Sometimes it believed it was reading words on a screen. You are the player, reading words... Shush... Sometimes the player read lines of code on a screen. Decoded them into words; decoded words into meaning; decoded meaning into feelings, emotions, theories, ideas, and the player started to breathe faster and deeper and realised it was alive, it was alive, those thousand deaths had not been real, the player was alive You. You. You are alive. and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the sunlight that came through the shuffling leaves of the summer trees and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the light that fell from the crisp night sky of winter, where a fleck of light in the corner of the player's eye might be a star a million times as massive as the sun, boiling its planets to plasma in order to be visible for a moment to the player, walking home at the far side of the universe, suddenly smelling food, almost at the familiar door, about to dream again and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the zeros and ones, through the electricity of the world, through the scrolling words on a screen at the end of a dream and the universe said I love you and the universe said you have played the game well and the universe said everything you need is within you and the universe said you are stronger than you know and the universe said you are the daylight and the universe said you are the night and the universe said the darkness you fight is within you and the universe said the light you seek is within you and the universe said you are not alone and the universe said you are not separate from every other thing and the universe said you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code and the universe said I love you because you are love. And the game was over and the player woke up from the dream. And the player began a new dream. And the player dreamed again, dreamed better. And the player was the universe. And the player was love. You are the player. Wake up.](https://image.24vids.com/tw-1685882264956043264/ext_tw_video_thumb/1685877579905900544/pu/img/yvnYvPPD0gu4wy-P.jpg)
![Alan on the factory model and how it is the root cause of everything happening in the private markets today: “ Everything that is covered in the media is just talking about the symptoms and not actually getting to the root cause. The root cause of this is the change of behavior patterns of the factory model. The way that we define the factory model in our industry is, there's two parts to it, and then there's an output. The first part is the industrialization of the fundraising process, or I'd say liability gathering. So literally raising as much capital as fast as you can. What comes second is, as a result of that, the industrialization of the asset side. So think about investing. So if you're on an investment team and all of a sudden your firm has a lot of money to invest your behavior has to start to change because you have to deploy that money much quicker. The best way to raise a lot of capital is to make it very simple. Make it very narrow. What started to change in 2018 is there are these things called SMAs (separately managed accounts). Prior to 2018, for the most part, the private capital ecosystem was basically funneled through funds. [After] every conversation with LPs was basically we want an SMA – you go to an LP, and say, “we're gonna raise $500 million or a $100 million and we're going to just do direct lending, or private equity, or real estate. The industry started to raise capital from the institutional channel. So pension funds, sovereign wealth funds, to some extent, endowments raise as much capital as possible in the simplest form. But the growth in institutional SMAs started to really taper off. So the next place where the industry started to go was the wealth space. But the characterization of the wealth space is that it's always easiest to raise in the pro-cyclical environments when things are going really well. But when things start to not go well, the wealth space or retail or individuals want their money back quickly – it's an important concept. And it got us to one of the symptoms that we're here today. But the one thing I wanna point out is that the SMA was a symptom, what's going on in the wealth system is a symptom. The stuck private assets bought post COVID paid way too much – all that stuff is symptoms. The root cause of this is the change of behavior patterns of the factory model.](https://image.24vids.com/tw-2041909691618300332/amplify_video_thumb/2041909007393161216/img/0xjmyOj7HfD2J0WC.jpg)
![10 ᴛɪᴘꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ/ᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ: [ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵐʸ ᵒʷⁿ ᵖᵉʳˢᵖᵉᶜᵗᶦᵛᵉ] 💜 ✨- Using media in posts helps to catch attention! Screenshot your model, your model is your biggest resource. (pics, videos, gifs!) ✨- NETWORK. MAKE FRIENDS. Likes, comments, and sharing eachother's posts! It helps a ton!!! ✨- Avoid using trigger words. You can Google which words to avoid! ✨- For the love of goodness sake, don't use links. It sucks, but just don't. 🥹 ✨- Stick to a brand on your profile! Doesn't have to be extremely specific, but say if you bounce from cute animals, to politics, to depression, to IRL stuff, to art, and it's all over the place--- It's REALLY hard to find your traget audience. For me my brand is vtubing/art! Work WITH the algorithm, not against! ✨- MAKE A DISCORD SERVER and use pings for posts/updates! You can create a role people can choose to have. The more interactions you get when first posting something, the more reach it gets. ✨- If you use this site as a form of income, via promoting streams, art, ect; Get blue. It sucks, but just get Twitter blue or else you're kinda boned in a lot of cases. ^^; I only advise getting blue if you use this site to get income in some way, shape, or form. ✨- Avoid tagging or excessive hashtags when possible. 1-2 hashtags won't kill you, but the algorithm does consider is spam after a certain point. ✨- This is a personal prefrence, take it with a grain of salt. Everyone has a rough day, that's okay! But if you constantly post about sad/depressing things, often people will mute it as it affects other's mental health too. Confide in a close friend rather than post about it in most cases. It unfortunately really harms your reach and the algorithm is less likely to push it. I FINALLY started to grow the second I dropped my self-loathing posts. If you struggle, please seek real help, Twitter is not the space. ; ; It does more harm than good, genuine advice. I'm sorry if this comes off mean. ✨- Find out when your audience is most active, what your peak times are for best engagement. For me it's 9am CST-11pm CST. Anything after 11pm usually doesn't do as good since most of my audience work, go to school, and don't stay up super late most of the times!!! ｡ﾟ•┈┈┈┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈┈┈┈• ｡ﾟ If you have any questions you're always free to ask! If you see me doing something, you're always free to do similar if you want to test traction/reach! I participate in a lot of trends as trends help a ton, they're trendy for a reason! NOTE :: THE PURPOSE OF THIS POST IS FOR OTHER VTUBERS. Other fields of content creations have different methods, but this is what works for me! // HAVE ENERGY!!! BE NICE!!! ENGAGE!!!! SHOW US UR ENERGY](https://image.24vids.com/tw-2008232300039827604/amplify_video_thumb/2008232221493125120/img/AcmntM2jxIstbL6G.jpg)
