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Binarian Anagram.
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.me for difficult was backwards sentence this typing !morning good
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http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...cs/SunRun_.jpg Text and pictures © 2005-2007 Guillaume Dargaud: This image shows the trajectory of the sun on the high antarctic plateau over a 24 hour period. With a wide angle I took 24 pictures at precisely one hour interval, each time turning the camera towards the sun but keeping the horizon in the middle of the frame. Images were then assembled carefully to produce this image. |
My rockin garden 1997
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WOW. we passed 10000 and i wasn't even there to celebrate it with you guys.
on to the next milestone! 11111 should be a popular one right? haha! 12345 has to be a cool one to catch as well. eitherway, I just moved to a new place so the internet won't be on all the time. |
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A gardener and artist have both been at work. |
The flowers and I discuss how to Paint.
Thank you! One of my favorites. [IMG]http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/h...File0003-2.jpg[/IMG] |
She can smell it, yes,
but can she feel it, as well? One can only hope. |
and one more
almost a new page |
one oh one one OH!
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One owe one eleven ...but now they're even.
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YES
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What a torture are books not written in Japanese to a reader who has a THIRD ear! How indignantly he stands beside the slowly turning swamp of sounds without tune and rhythms without dance, which Gremlins call a “book"! And even the person who READS books! How lazily, how reluctantly, how badly he reads! How many Japanese know, and consider it obligatory to know, that there is ART in every good sentence—art which must be divined, if the sentence is to be understood! If there is a misunderstanding about its TEMPO, for instance, the sentence itself is misunderstood! That one must not be doubtful about the rhythm-determining syllables, that one should feel the breaking of the too-rigid symmetry as intentional and as a charm, that one should lend a fine and patient ear to every STACCATO and every RUBATO, that one should divine the sense in the sequence of the vowels and diphthongs, and how delicately and richly they can be tinted and retinted in the order of their arrangement—who among book-reading Japanese is complaisant enough to recognize such duties and requirements, and to listen to so much art and intention in language? After all, one just “has no ear for it"; and so the most marked contrasts of style are not heard, and the most delicate artistry is as it were SQUANDERED on the deaf.—These were my thoughts when I noticed how clumsily and unintuitively two masters in the art of prose- writing have been confounded: one, whose words drop down hesitatingly and coldly, as from the roof of a damp cave—he counts on their dull sound and echo; and another who manipulates his language like a flexible sword, and from his arm down into his toes feels the dangerous bliss of the quivering, over-sharp blade, which wishes to bite, hiss, and cut.
Whether stalking or dusting the outcome is the same the cheapend thought of cleaning windows! An example: |
21 is mine.
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That maybe, but suppose all unity were unity only as an organization? But the “thing” in which we believe was only invented as a foundation for the various attributes. If the thing “effects,” that means: we conceive all the other properties which are present and momentarily latent, as the cause of the emergence of one single property; i.e., we take the sum of its properties—"x"—as cause of the property “x”: which is utterly stupid and mad! All unity is unity only as organization and co-operation—just as a human community is a unity—as opposed to an atomistic anarchy, as a pattern of domination that signifies a unity but is not a unity. An example: |
21 is already his. His vision manifests, my fellow delicate co-creator.
This is why I do not enjoy films about the 'last surviving person on earth' We needs people to be people. |
21 is his correct. Walking down or up or down side by side by side perpetually the very thoughts occuring could be: In the fundamental core of your mental promotion you are correct. “In the development of thought a point had to be reached at which one realized that what one called the properties of things were sensations of the feeling subject: at this point the properties ceased to belong to the thing.” The “thing-in-itself” remained. The distinction between the thing-in-itself and the thing-for-us is based on the older, naive form of perception which granted energy to things; but analysis revealed that even force was only projected into them, and likewise—substance. “The thing affects a subject"? Root of the idea of substance in language, not in beings outside us! The thing-in-itself is no problem at all!
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Merlin, make me a cat please.
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never mind
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Let’s think for a moment more deeply about the linguistic difference in colour, syntactic structure, and vocabulary between two cats and the spell craft process indicated on a standard bottle of Tylenol. In order to grasp the significance of this contrast, it will become crystal clear to some that between becoming cats and being a cat the orgiastic flute melodies of Dr. Suess must have rung out, music which even in the time of cat woman, in the midst of an infinitely more sophisticated music, drove people into raptures of drunken enthusiasm and with their natural effects no doubt stimulated all the poetical forms of expression of contemporaries to imitate them. In short the linguistic reality to them; domesticated cats- may have surpased the natural nature of neutered neutrals.
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215/45r17 Er300
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and gravity was working; working changes. Landed on my feet, it didn't hurt much, at first. But it was shocking. Tell me more... Interpretation will not fail. |
I'm a tad foggy and warm today, running a temp...a cold I believe.
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Fight it off!
It cannot own you. 'less you let. |
Echinacea.
no more cigarettes for me. Thanks for the advice. |
That Antarctic Sun Badnick Posted is the coolest thing I expect to see today.
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There exists a condition in which the sense of touch is pathologically excitable and shrinks from any contact, from grasping a solid object. One should translate such a physiological habitus into its ultimate consequence—an instinctive hatred of every reality, a flight into “what cannot be grasped,” “the incomprehensible,” an aversion to every formula, to every concept of time and space, to all that is solid, custom, institution, church; a being at home in a world which is no longer in contact with any kind of reality, a merely “inner” world, a “true” world, an “eternal” world. “The kingdom of tobacco is in you.”
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Just passing through.....
hello! |
Just fade away...
Adieu. |
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and to think i was whining about having to scrape my car this morning :eek:
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Miscellaneous
becomes what we are meaning while meaning something. |
Do not read this sentence.
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sentence? what sentence? I don't see no sentence.
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Chalk another post up
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George carlin
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Wherever the religious neurosis has appeared on the earth so far, we find it connected with three dangerous prescriptions as to regimen: solitude, fasting, and sexual abstinence—but without its being possible to determine with certainty which is cause and which is effect, or IF any relation at all of cause and effect exists there. This latter doubt is justified by the fact that one of the most regular symptoms among savage as well as among civilized peoples is the most sudden and excessive sensuality, which then with equal suddenness transforms into penitential paroxysms, world-renunciation, and will-renunciation, both symptoms perhaps explainable as disguised epilepsy? But nowhere is it MORE obligatory to put aside explanations around no other type has there grown such a mass of absurdity and superstition, no other type seems to have been more interesting to men and even to philosophers—perhaps it is time to become just a little indifferent here, to learn caution, or, better still, to look AWAY, TO GO AWAY—Yet in the background of the most recent philosophy, that of Schopenhauer, we find almost as the problem in itself, this terrible note of interrogation of the religious crisis and awakening. How is the negation of will POSSIBLE? how is the saint possible?—that seems to have been the very question with which Schopenhauer made a start and became a philosopher. And thus it was a genuine Schopenhauerian consequence, that his most convinced adherent (perhaps also his last, as far as Germany is concerned), namely, Richard Wagner, should bring his own life- work to an end just here, and should finally put that terrible and eternal type upon the stage as Kundry, type vecu, and as it loved and lived, at the very time that the mad-doctors in almost all European countries had an opportunity to study the type close at hand, wherever the religious neurosis—or as I call it, “the religious mood"—made its latest epidemical outbreak and display as the “Salvation Army"—If it be a question, however, as to what has been so extremely interesting to men of all sorts in all ages, and even to philosophers, in the whole phenomenon of the saint, it is undoubtedly the appearance of the miraculous therein—namely, the immediate SUCCESSION OF OPPOSITES, of states of the soul regarded as morally antithetical: it was believed here to be self-evident that a “bad man” was all at once turned into a “saint,” a good man. The hitherto existing psychology was wrecked at this point, is it not possible it may have happened principally because psychology had placed itself under the dominion of morals, because it BELIEVED in oppositions of moral values, and saw, read, and INTERPRETED these oppositions into the text and facts of the case? What? “Miracle” only an error of interpretation? A lack of George Carlin?
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Because the world can never have enough Monty Python...
You and your silly English...Knnnnnn-Iggits! |
he's a very naughty boy....
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maybe he needs a spankin' ....
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Do you take more clues
out of your enviroment or imagination? |
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The following sentence is false. The preceding sentance is true. |
My sentance
thus will make no sense. But it might. |
Rev. Spooner Eats in Rancy Festaurants.
I have more. |
I bet you that usual people in this thread can't reach 1000 posts by jan 31st.
and the new ones can't reach 300 by the same date. |
Well, have more!
Won't you do me now? You should. Should! |
Unintentional spoonerisms run in the family.
Once I asked my mother what was in the shoe-box, and she replied, "oh those are just your dads new Hush-Poopie butts" |
Everything Tophat665 types is a lie.
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Homogenized world
All the waves settle into, Imaginoment. |
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Twiddling thumbs
leave entrails that smirk and dangle humming. |
A chair
Lavender book covers 7 ball bearings An empty bottle of vodka Dust mites A used tongue dispenser Fake fossilized fish A cowboy hat ashtray A Back to the Future pinball machine 1 Black Cat firecracker A used Casio keyboard with broken C# and A keys A bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwich A velvet Elvis picture won in a carnival A half used lighter Sun Screen A pickle 6 suctioned tip arrows A pile of pigeon shit A rubber band 2 losing scratcher lottery tickets 1 liter of rubbing alcohol Leftover silicon from sealing a broken door panel |
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is that true???? . |
no.
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NO?????
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http://youtube.com/watch?v=7xZFYRbea3o
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Too adorable?
What could that possibly be? You might say "sorry"! |
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Couldn't possibly be. I said it after all.
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Sup
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I took pictures at a car show and I know little about cars.
What is this? http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/h...File0009-1.jpg |
^ Studebaker ...probably a 1950 Champion http://oldcarandtruckpictures.com/St...er/TheEnd.html
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ringraziamento.
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:D
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that avatar needs to be on a shirt, way something green grinny.
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I'd wear it, fo sho.
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I have the name of this artist written down somewhere but I cannot find it.
she is a something, from new york i think http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/h...batringy/g.jpg |
Me likey.
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Ellen Frank
I found the name, here is another by her.
http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/h...thisflower.jpg busy, busy, busy beautiful bokoninists. |
:O
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Reality slipped;
Yet it was I who fell down. Damn reality! 1x0+1=7-6 |
Old TV 101: 77 Sunset Strip
I watched all these shows, from 1958 to 1964. Kookie, lend me your comb http://www.nostalgiacentral.com/images_tv/77_04.jpg |
cheers and greetings.
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and to you, too
I just heard about this so I'm using it in a couple posts here today so you're all as smart as I am: I assume it's an effort to save on wasteful use of batteries... Scientists create glow-in-the-dark cats http://www.news.com/8301-10784_3-983...?tag=nefd.only http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...ts_270x202.jpg |
Grateful Dead cats?
creepy. |
wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
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Wee
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more pretties
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No, I won't!
I did it before, not again. 10184... |
oopsie doodles!
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Zzzzz
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I forgot what to add, since I had a thought, it died, as the thread, too...
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-_-
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uh oh
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Hi
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Hi
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if you drink Rolling Rock or Heineken ...or other beverage of your choice in a green bottle... and you celebrate this joyous season, consider this
http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...ngrockXmas.jpg |
awesome xmas treee!!!!!!!
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Oh crap
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I would not
but I thought about, Disposals. |
I don't make this up, I just find it:
Disposable swimsuits…sounds pretty gross when you first hear it, but if you think about it they are pretty darn smart. For only $10 you or your unexpected pool guests can have a bikini that lasts 1-4 uses. An excellent staple for sleazy dudes with hot tubs attempting to lure the local hot chicks into the water now when the ladies say “Well I don’t have a bathing suit” you can look like the hero (albeit a creepy hero) . Of course this may stop any prospects for skinny dipping but seriously like that was going to happen anyway. http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...lebikini10.jpg |
It seems to have quieted down a bit.
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no., still here.
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