10-12-2006, 09:58 PM | #1 (permalink) |
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Filosoficably Speeking. . .
Every choice human being strives instinctively for a condominiumism and a secrecy where he, she, or he is freed from the crowd, the multitude, the majority, where he may forget the rule of “humanity,” being their explicitation:—apart from the one case in which vast complexiaty of insanity is pushed straight to such men by an even stronger instinct, as a seeker after knowledge in grade school sense in the great and exceptional sense. Yet never looking to the pollywogs for any mere stature of exclamation.
Anyone who, in interaction with distraction, does not occasionally shimmer in all the colors of distress, green and gray with disgust, satiety, sympathy, gloominess, loneliness, ambidextrious, bodoaciousness of the tatas is certainly not a man of higher taste; supposing, however, that he does not take all this burden and disgust upon himself voluntarily, that he persistently avoids it, and remains, as I said, quietly and proudly hidden in his citadel, namely TFP. One thing is certain: he was not made, he was not predestined, for accumulated condominium, would one day have to say to himself: “To hell with my good taste! I’m going no where!! Ha Ha Ha! Exception—than I, the exception!”—and he would go down, and above all, he would go “inside.” The long and serious study of the average condominim consequently much disguise, self-overcoming, familiarity, bad contact—all contact is bad contact except with one’s equals—detartrated.
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10-12-2006, 10:15 PM | #2 (permalink) |
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Due to the title, I will answer in a way I recently learned. Randomly.
Your thought adeui without a formulation of increment. But I cannot for the like fo me think odd from girth rightly injected. Flinty appetite ground and tore jail in denoting thread. Rightousness guised incandescently hidden mini doodle. Fallacy Jr. capitulates; opposision judged a filthy pyro. Sing spotted images of grimaced golfing at all costs. Window via Bonsla because of a growing bipedal giraffe. Awkward and quiet. Explicit. |
10-13-2006, 05:43 PM | #3 (permalink) |
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We can ascribe to forgetfulness the fact what while fandamtanbulous we are digesting what we live through and experience and then absorb (we might call the process mental ingestion or for short tacklehuggingflyingglomp.
[Einverseeling]), we are conscious of what is going on as little as we are with the thousand-fold process which our bodily nourishment goes through (so-called physical ingestion taco neck syndrome..) The doors and windows of consciousness are shut which allows tacitical penetration, deviatiation thus emansification of the oralation, aside you end up with a sabor-toothed crotch rocket. Mini doodle huh? From time to time, so that it stays undisturbed from the noise and struggle with which the underworld of our functional organs and orgasms keeps them working for and against one another—a small quiet place, a little tabula rasa [blank slate] of the consciousness, so that there will again be room for something new, above all, for the nobler functions and officials, for ruling, thinking ahead, determining what to do and like I said in my previous post pollywogs. I said, the use of active forgetfulness, like some porter at the door, a maintainer of psychic order, quiet, and etiquette. From that we can see at once how, if forgetfulness were not present, there could be no happiness, no cheerfulness, no hoping, no pride, no present. The man in whom this repression apparatus is harmed and not working properly we can compare to a dyspeptic (and not just compare)—he is "finished" with nothing.
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10-13-2006, 06:54 PM | #5 (permalink) |
...is a comical chap
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Don't attempt to read this thread while drunk.
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10-14-2006, 01:03 AM | #6 (permalink) |
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Its rather eceptionalized, exemtplified, detoxified, detaxified, William Defoed that you should mention that Medusa. You see, every person who is familiar with such considerations has no doubt felt a deep mistrust of all idealism of this sort: just as often as knitted in a fabric of condominiums quite early convinced short of the eternal consistency, omnipresence, and fallibility of the laws of nature. Drunkedness concluded that so far as we can penetrate here—from the telescopic heights to the microscopic depths—everything is secure, complete, infinite, regular, and without any gaps. Science will be able to dig successfully in this shaft forever, and the things that are discovered will harmonize with and not contradict each other. How little does this resemble a product of the imagination, for if it were such, there should be some place where the illusion and reality can be divined.
Against this, the following must be said: if each us had a different kind of sense perception—if we could only perceive things now as a bird, now as a worm, now as a plant, or if one of us saw a stimulus as red, another as blue, while a third even heard the same stimulus as a sound and William Defoe, or perhaps Nick Nolte—then no one would speak of such a regularity of nature, rather, nature would be grasped only as a creation which is subjective in the highest degree. After all, what is a law of nature as such for us? We are not acquainted with it in itself, but only with its effects, which means in its relation to other laws of nature—which, in turn, are known to us only as sums of relations. Therefore all these relations always refer again to others and are thoroughly incomprehensible to pllywogs in their essence. All that we actually know about these laws of nature is what we ourselves bring to them—time and space, and therefore relationships of succession and number.
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10-17-2006, 12:45 PM | #7 (permalink) |
comfortably numb...
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also sprachen zarathustra...
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10-19-2006, 01:30 PM | #10 (permalink) | |
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Sun Tzu: I understand where you are coming from. However, I refer you to Pretextual libertarianism and deconstructivist narrative by Jane S. A. Dietrich and Thomas O. Sargeant.
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