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A ginger with no soul who is dead inside
Oh Christopher has no souls what a ginger retard
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the whipped creamy thing inside you near your spleen that resembles the marshmallow peep you ate last summer that you found under a homless man and chased it with his hobo whiskey
sean: my soul feels odd...
sam: soul? whats that? do you even have 1?
sean: half of 1 thank you. its that whipped creamy thing inside you near your spleen
sam: ooooh! can i eat it with a rusty plastic spork?!
sean: fucking eskimo!
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something gingers do not have.
Guy 1: *laughs and points and calls ginger ugly*
Guy 2: hey, stop thats not nice, you'll hurt that poor gingers feelings!
Guy 1: nah, he doesnt have a soul...hes a ginger.
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the soul is what posseses our bodies. the soul is what projects reality, alters it accordingly, and gives you it's own identity in which to expereince it. the soul is not physical for it is what gives you the physical reality in which to precieve. most of us, although bonded w/ our souls, are not fully connected in a way that only something drastic or powerful can touch it. it is not something that a car accident can kill while you physically remain a vegetable, such an inccident will simply make your body to weak to hold a strong connection, or rather to strong of a connection to physically remain bound to a 3D reality. to be unbound by physical senses and granted the freedom of emotion physically uncomprehendable.
from the eyes of her soul she saw the world for but a moment. it was as though she was looking from behind her eyes, for there was a slight blurr that hugged her vision before she precieved the world. the blank space between from which she was seeing and the blurr gave her a far, deep feeling, as though looking at a picture, not as though being there. the scene in which she was standing, in which she was familiar and comfortable with, became strange and surreal. she could not feel her body weight on her feet as she stood examining the room with this new preception. she didnt know whether to shake off this scene that appeared as a momentary daydream or continue to exist amungst it. then all of a sudden she could hear the fire burning in the stove and smell the scent of her mother's dreadfull cooking. the last of the blur in her vision cleared up as she sighed and decided to grab a pen and escape to her room.
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The one thing. you know. it doesnt really exist but lets blame things on it anyway.
Man-"whats a soul?"
Priest-"Um, uhhhh... well its sorta like... um...."
Man-"its not really real is it?"
Priest"...no..."
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Something you give up for something better.
College students give up their soul for an education.
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Spirit, life force. Currently a commodity; can sell to Satan for power or wealth. As of today, very few adults have one, and many adolescents have lost it as well.
I'm going to sell my soul for my own personal harem!
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