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| User: | myvacuumsucks (663870) |
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| Name: | Too young to be this old/Too old to be this young | ||
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| Website: | http://www.myspace.com/the_philosophers_stoned | ||
| Location: | Boise, Idaho, United States | ||
| Bio: | "Put your prejudice aside, For, really, there's nothing here that's outrageous, Nothing sick, or bad — or contagious. Not that I sit here glowing with pride For my book: all you'll find is laughter: That's all the glory my heart is after, Seeing how sorrow eats you, defeats you. I'd rather write about laughing than crying, For laughter makes men human, and courageous." From: The Life of Gargantua and Pantagruel “I contend that we are both atheists. I just believe in one fewer god than you do. When you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, you will understand why I dismiss yours.” -- historian Stephen Henry Roberts (1901-71) "The last philosopher I call myself, for I am the last human being. No one converses with me beside myself and my voice reaches me as the voice of one dying. With thee, beloved voice, with thee, the last remembered breath of all human happiness, let me discourse, even if it is only for another hour. Because of thee, I delude myself as to my solitude and lie my way back to multiplicity and love, for my heart shies away from believing that love is dead. It cannot bear the icy shivers of loneliest solitude. It compels me to speak as though I were Two." --Friedrich Nietzsche Feuerbach - Essence of Christianity Russel's Teapot One more push! *screams* *cries* It's so beautiful. Look he's walking! He can talk! No, we don't eat the crayons. No, we don't eat the fingerpaints. Yes, Santa Claus is real. Yes, Jesus is real. No, Santa Claus is not real. Yes, Jesus is real. Because I said so. Are you okay? You've been in the bathroom for an hour. Don't come in! *high pitch-low pitch-crack* Would you go to prom with me? I'm sorry, I'll get you a towel. Happy Birthday! Does two blue lines mean it's positive?! We are gathered here today... Get a job! You're late! You're late! You're fired! You're hired! Welcome to blank-blank University! History?! You want us to spend how much a year for a History degree?! It's a girl! And a boy! And a girl. And another boy. You're nothing but a college dropout! You'll never amount to anything! Hi, Maury. You are NOT the father! *screams* Welcome back to blank-blank University. I failed Math 25?! Would you like fries with that? A six pack of Budweiser and a carton of Marlboro Reds. *cough hack weeze* How much? Twenty for a dime? Sure thing. You have the right to remain silent. Boy, you got a purty mouth. *screams* Twenty-five stitches? The double-barrel Winchester. *gunshot* He is survived by his parents. Richard Dawkins The Woman I Love As the cigarette burns brightly in the darkened room, our Hero waits patiently for her to arrive. He draws another bit of the nicotine deep into his lungs. He sighs and stares at the ceiling, unable to see anything but the moonlight from a crack in the wall. He releases the smoke through his nose and watches it swirl in the air as it slowly disappears. He can feel each breath painfully moving through his chest as the seconds tick away. He quickly stands to his feet and feels the head rush knock him back to the ground. He laughs as he once again feels the cold floor beneath him. Pain is a great feeling when it's the only feeling left. He takes another drag off the dwindling cigarette and crushes the remainder into the wall, snuffing out the orange glow. As he blows the last bit of smoke away he notices the silence that has been swiftly gaining on him. Silence really is deafening. The rush of chemicals and tar mixing through his system keeps him awake as he soon realizes that she is not coming to find him. He gives up hope and begins to let the depression filter through his mind, caressing his thoughts with anger and jealousy. His pulse rises as his mood disintegrates, and soon he is scrambling to clear his thoughts before the wrath causes him to punch the wall. A broken hand will do no good; it won't bring her back. He tries to resist the temptation and stands up slowly, avoiding another headache. He walks over to the crack in the wall and stares at the light cascading through it; blue and white and grey, fluttering through the room and casting shadows on the opposite wall. He puts his hand across the crack and shifts his eyes to the impending total darkness. Then he hears a noise coming toward the room. He quickly runs to the door and listens closely as footsteps become louder and faster. His heartbeat jumps as hope floods back into him. It's her. He knows it's her. He can hear someone humming and it brings him back to the days when they were together. He's almost climbing up the walls trying to expend some of this newfound energy. The footsteps stop in front of the door and he jumps back as the lock is turned. One by one the tumblers move as the sound of metal against metal fills him with glee. The door swings fully open and standing in front of him is the woman he loves. A smile glides across his face as she steps into the room and is now inches away from him. "Time for your medicine, Mr. White.", she says, handing him a paper cup filled with colorful pills. -- "Work is of two kinds: first, altering the position of matter at or near the earth's surface relatively to other such matter; second, telling other people to do so. The first kind is unpleasant and ill paid; the second is pleasant and highly paid." Bertrand Russell The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts. Bertrand Russell The point of philosophy is to start with something so simple as not to seem worth stating, and to end with something so paradoxical that no one will believe it. Bertrand Russell http://www.mcmaster.ca/russdocs/russell.htm -- Oscar Wilde Sonnet on the Massacre of the Christians in Bulgaria CHRIST, dost thou live indeed? or are thy bones Still straightened in their rock-hewn sepulchre? And was thy Rising only dreamed by Her Whose love of thee for all her sin atones? For here the air is horrid with men’s groans, The priests who call upon thy name are slain, Dost thou not hear the bitter wail of pain From those whose children lie upon the stones? Come down, O Son of God! incestuous gloom Curtains the land, and through the starless night Over thy Cross the Crescent moon I see! If thou in very truth didst burst the tomb Come down, O Son of Man! and show thy might, Lest Mahomet be crowned instead of Thee! towith : (From another poster): You're obnoxiously bull-headed sometimes. (Stee): It's one of the fringe benefits of being correct. _liar_ : Men, women, children, household pets...one day they'll play golf on you too. towith : Don't cop out until they buy you lobster. Nothing says hold my penis like dead sea insects. tigerfaerie : If I want a taste of you, I'll lick you. (on why people should not bathe in cologne or perfume) towith : If thetans are the cause of all mental illness and religion, and scientology is a religion full of the mentally ill... I'm not sure where I'm going with this but it smells like milk and honey.  My incredibly long "new word" list: portentous -- ominous or prodigious, amazement, wonder self-aggrandizement -- to make yourself seem larger or more grand than you are -- "I was in Nashville, Tennessee last year. After the show I went to a Waffle House. I'm not proud of it, I was hungry. And I'm alone, I'm eating and I'm reading a book, right? Waitress walks over to me: '*smack smack smack smack* Hey, whatchoo readin' for?' Isn't that the weirdest fucking question you've ever heard? Not what am I reading, but what am I reading for? Well, godammit, ya stumped me! Why do I read? Well... hmmm... I dunno... I guess I read for a lot of reasons, and the main one is so I don't end up being a fucking waffle waitress." Bill Hicks  Ænema Some say the end is near/Some say we'll see armageddon soon/I certainly hope we will/I sure could use a vacation from this/Bullshit/Three ring circus/Sideshow of freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call L.A./The only way to fix it is to flush it all away/Any fucking time, any fucking day/Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay/Fret for your figure and fret for your latte and fret for your lawsuit and fret for your hairpiece and fret for your prozac and fret for your pilot and fret for your contract and fret for your car, it's a/Bullshit/Three ring circus/Sideshow of freaks here in this hopeless fucking hole we call L.A./The only way to fix it is to flush it all away/Any fucking time, any fucking day/Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona bay/Some say a comet will fall from the sky/Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves/Followed by faultlines that cannot sit still/Followed by millions of dumbfounded dipshits/Some say the end is near/Some say we'll see armageddon soon/I certainly hope we will cuz/I sure could use a vacation from this/Stupid shit/Silly shit/Stupid shit/One great big festering neon distraction/I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied/Learn to swim/Learn to swim/Learn to swim/Mom's gonna fix it all soon/Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be/Learn to swim/Fuck L Ron Hubbard and fuck all his clones/Fuck all those gun-toting/Hip gangster wannabes/Learn to swim/Fuck retro anything/Fuck your tattoos/Fuck all you junkies and/Fuck your short memory/Learn to swim/Fuck smiley glad-hands/With hidden agendas/Fuck these dysfunctional/Insecure actresses/Learn to swim/Cuz I'm praying for rain/And I'm praying for tidal waves/I wanna see the ground give way/I wanna watch it all go down/Mom please flush it all away/I wanna see it go right in and down/I wanna watch it go right in/Watch you flush it all away/Time to bring it down again/Don't just call me pessimist/Try and read between the lines/I can't imagine why you wouldn't/Welcome any change, my friend/I wanna see it all coming down/And down/Suck it down/Flush it down/  Life, it's ever so strange/It's so full of change/Think that you've worked it out/Then BANG/Right out of the blue/Something happens to you/To throw you off course/And then you/Breakdown/Yeah you breakdown/Well don't you breakdown/Listen to me/Because/It's just a ride/it's just a ride/No need to run, no need to hide/It'll take you round and round/Sometimes you're up/Sometimes you're down/It's just a ride, it's just a ride/Don't be scared/Don't hide your eyes/It may feel so real inside/But don't forget it's just a ride/Truth, we don't wanna hear/It's too much to take/Don't like to feel out of control/So we make our plans/Ten times a day/And when they don't go/Our way we/Slowly, oh so very slowly/Except that/There's no getting off/So live it, just gotta go with it/Cause this ride's never gonna stop   | ||
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