Person: hey did you see that Unhealthy Internet User that Does Not Belong with Lights Off (aka a loff)
Other person: yeah they should go outside and go for a walk
Other person: yeah they should go outside and go for a walk
by Stupid Af June 29, 2021
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Being gaslit by a man named Gus. Being lied to in a way that makes you question your own reality or skills as a systems administrator.
by SHammer January 22, 2026
Get the Gus-lighting mug.Ancient tradition originated from the third century. Last light is a sex act performed by an old couple when the time of passing for a man's wife is near. It involves a final oral act until the man ejaculates into the woman's eyes, allowing a blissfull send off as she sees the last light before ascending to heaven.
Old man's wife: I wish for something memorable before i pass, would you grant me the last light in my final moments ?
by Luyaghi January 31, 2026
Get the Last light mug.Those early days of the journey,
when I had just made peace
with lucid dreams,
one night, after I realized
that in my dream
I had passed through a wall,
I rolled onto the branches of a pine tree,
and at the very last moment,
a cool, gentle breeze
held me between earth and sky.
On a quiet yet luminous night,
above scattered hills,
each cradling a small house with its light on,
it lifted me into flight.
A guitar was playing,
and a woman, with a voice like mine
but softer,
was humming a tender song
about a love that never became whole.
That day, as I flew above the unconscious,
I did not know
that the vow we had made
was remembered by the collective soul,
and that to heal its wounds
it would return to our love.
Now I know
that it always washes itself
in the love of lovers,
warms itself with their warm breaths,
and drinks from the light of hope
that springs from their hearts,
and comes alive again—
for peace,
for survival.
Even if we are born
a thousand times more,
it will find you and me again,
and in our unconscious
bind us together once more.
when I had just made peace
with lucid dreams,
one night, after I realized
that in my dream
I had passed through a wall,
I rolled onto the branches of a pine tree,
and at the very last moment,
a cool, gentle breeze
held me between earth and sky.
On a quiet yet luminous night,
above scattered hills,
each cradling a small house with its light on,
it lifted me into flight.
A guitar was playing,
and a woman, with a voice like mine
but softer,
was humming a tender song
about a love that never became whole.
That day, as I flew above the unconscious,
I did not know
that the vow we had made
was remembered by the collective soul,
and that to heal its wounds
it would return to our love.
Now I know
that it always washes itself
in the love of lovers,
warms itself with their warm breaths,
and drinks from the light of hope
that springs from their hearts,
and comes alive again—
for peace,
for survival.
Even if we are born
a thousand times more,
it will find you and me again,
and in our unconscious
bind us together once more.
by From Saint Agnes to Egypt February 8, 2026
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