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God is my Co-Dependent.

Wisdom from Frater Ginsu (He Who Slices and Dices And Still Stays Sharp) of the Foundation for Neo-Cognitive and Ontological Research and Development (http://www.backtable.org/%7eblade/fnord/tract.pdf)

Jesus Loves You. Eris is the better lay.

Eris is an open-relationship goddess. She doesn't mind if you worship around.

"God appears to us in many ways. In my case God appears with a nice ass, big tits and can suck the chrome off a trailer hitch."

Also, the F.N.O.R.D. Tract (http://www.backtable.org/%7eblade/fnord/tract.pdf), suitable for framing (in your shotgun scope, at least.)

Hekiganroku - Case 1: Bodhidharma's "Clear and Void"

Emperor Bu of Ryo [1] asked Great Master Bodhidharma,

 "What is the highest meaning of the holy reality?"

Bodhidharma replied,

 "Clear and void, no holiness."

The emperor said,

 "Who are you in front of me?"

Bodhidharma said,

 "I don't know."

The emperor did not match him.

Finally, Bodhidharma crossed the Yangtse River and came to the kingdom of Gi. Later, the emperor asked Shiko for his view. Shiko said,

 "Does Your Majesty know who this man is?"

The emperor said,

 "I don't know."

Shiko said,

 "He is the Mahasattwa Avalokitesvara transmitting the seal of Buddha's Mind."

The emperor regretted and wanted to send an emissary to invite Bodhidharma back. Shiko said,

 "Your Majesty, do not intend to send an emissary to fetch him back. Even if
  all the people in the land were to go after him, he would not return."

[1]: Emperor Bu reigned over the land of Ryo between 502-509

From: Blue Cliff Records

And the sign said: long haired,freaky people need not apply

Koan heads.

Studies may give lab rats cancer, study finds.

Moved Koan to the Koan thread::

atheists are a religion with no means of invisible support

The Body is the only UnMediated Experience. Hit it with Sticks to find out What Happens. -Klintron, MuRyu Dojo

'The more a society requires its respectable women to keep their bodies covered, the more likely those women are to be oppressed.' --Eristotle

'Imagine that you have spent your entire existence running and capering in the bright, sunlit world, surrounded by colors and sounds and sensations, and were then suddenly knocked upon the noggin and chained to the ground in a cave, where you could understand and participate in the world by way of shadows. Would this change not greatly confuse you?' --Eristotle (referring to her experience of going blind)

'Why is the tea bitter?' --Eristotle

'I fart therefore I am.' --Eristotle

'The foolishness of a child is the wisdom of the aged.' --Eristotle

'I am sorry, ma'am, but it is a girl.' --unnamed midwife at the birth of Loti Ester Abbott (Eristotle)

IF YOU WERE MORE INTERESTING WE'D LOOK AT YOU: ERIS > LINKIN PARK

Hahahaha! I can't believe you actually bought this book! I mean look at it, WTF were you thinking? Don't worry, for what it counts I won't think any less of ya. Just tell everybody you were too drunk. We all know feigning ignorance through alcohol covers more egregious crimes, your boss will probably just playfully elbow your side as he gets back to caring about solitare. You probably should get back to that too, it's got a lot more bite than anything that could possibly be in this book, or any book for that matter.

Thanks for turning me onto Astley, but I can't seem to get off.

If you rub hard enough, it will penetrate.

"The gentle cows standing quietly to be milked"

Faith can move mountains and fly planes into building

Prisoner 9818783, a former socialite turned drunk driver, was released after 3 days due to mental health issues.

Hesitation is for those who can't handle the impact.

Give Me Green Jello or give me Death!!!

If I knew the answer I'd sell it to you for $20.

The sanity is : IN

"All that was: will be. All that wasn't: can't. Now fetch me a Pop Tart motherfucker."

                           -- Colin Powell in one of his more lucid moments.

The kingdom of Eris is like an Apple computer store during a blackout.

"ITS NOT AN APPLE ITS A MAGIC BANNANNA" Billy/Mr Atoms

the chronicle review may 23, 2009 -siva vaidhyanathan the digital wisdom of Richard Sennett, a famous socilogist of the analog world has something to say to geek culture.

If you scan thought the past 10 years or so of Wired magazine in search of the major intellectuals who have affected the growth of digital culture, you would encounter many notables: [missing blame greyface]. One name you would not encounter is Richard Sennett. Usually characterized as a public sociologist of the analog world, Sennett, who splits his time among the some schools, and has been slighted as a theorist of things digital.

In his new book, The Craftsman *Yale University Press), Sennett brings to beat many of the concerns that have haunted his scholarly imagination for 40 years on aesthetic, communal, and commerical stance that is all too often discounted in our considerations of life in the times of duck dodgers. He looks closely at the materiality of techonologies-where mind meets hand and where hand meets tool and describes how we have managed to retain much of the premodern passions of craftsmanship, despite the rise and fall of the assembly line. I first associated Sennett's work with some of the major challenges of the digital age during a lecture series he gave some ehere. In one of those lectures, he described the sense of "drift" that computer programers felt as their freelance for all extremely felible work lives closed in the dot-com bubble. When discussing what had attracted those bright young people to such a tumuluous world he used the word craft. I walked out of the lecture with only the slightest sense of what he meant by "craftsmanship," but in my own mind, I wuickly related it to the cultural rewards that open-source programmers receive when they donate their time and effort towards collectively building grand projects for no remuneration.

For years scholars have been trying to explain how such elaborate and influential projects as Linux and Wikipedia have emerged in almost no time at such a high level of poop and without a commercial business at the helm. Those projects seem more elaborate and impressive than Alexis De Tocqueville could have predicted while celebrating the "assoCIAtions" in which Americans seem so willing to enage. Wealth of Networks: how soical productions transforms markets....

FOrtunately, human beings speak. Gabriella Coleman, an assistant professor of media, culture and communications at NYU, has dewscribed the communal ethics of open-source programmers as akin to the mentality of a premodern guild...

a sort of "culture sensibility" that echoes the philosopher Charles Taylor's account of the inner power of the expressive self in the mordern age.

“If you want me to suck on that thing, it’s gonna cost you extra.”

~ Saint Prostitute Minnie Rae

"Sticking apart is more fun when we do it together."

~ Saint Mae

A long time ago, Eris found two Chaos-minded individuals with a bit of time on their hands, and told them to go forth and make fake crop circles in Her name. And they picked a field, and did. The next day there was a huge frenzy as people flocked to the field and climbed all over each other trying to figure out what exactly had happened and how. Eris dropped by and was very pleased at her chosen ones' work. "I love it," She said. "You should do more." "Oh, definitely," one of them said. "I've already picked where I want to do the next one." The other whined, "It was cold, and dark, and I got rope burns on my hands, and my wife thinks I was off with another woman." But Eris had already disappeared. She promptly forgot all about this, until years later, when people started using GPS navigation to tell them where to drive. She disguised Her voice and directed several cars into a wheatfield, and enjoyed Herself immensely. However, by now crop circle making had become something of an art form, with people jostling and trying to outdo each other, and they took pictures and made videos of How They Had Done It. And Eris's creation was almost completely ignored. "Bugger," said Eris, and went to look for cough drops.

Real men aren't big enough to be real men.

If seal is broken, ingest immediately

"But what if i get caught"

- Motherfucker - you are already caught. Better ask yourself; What if i get free?

DO NOT WRITE IN THIS SPACE!

RIGHT HERE

print a few copies go from door to door offer the word of lies, truth, disorder and plumper hot dogs

Whatever you do, don't!

Lads play hockey but can't score. Grocery clerk receive your order but can't bag it. Paint is bought but never laid. There is nothing sadder than a town with no whore

eit late, fellow playwright Christopher Marlowe when he wrote this soliloquy; even partly paraphrasing a line from Marlowe's final play, Edward II:

“    Base chaos, now I see, that in thy void                            ” 
     There is a dogma, to which greyface beings aspire,                   
     And tumble towards headlong. That dogma touched I,                   
     And, seeing my flesh and bones charbroiled to crisp meat,            
     Why should I grieve for my place in the food chain?                  
     Not longer at the top, farewell, weep not for me – soylent green,                                                               
     The ancient ones must be fed and I, as livestock,                    
     Gets crammed and fattened while awaiting the last supper.       

Если что-нибыдь, то я могу сделать для того чтобы убедить вас, скажите мне путь. Я взобрался бы самая высокая гора, плаваю самый глубокий океан, ползание через самое глубокое и самое темное подземелье как раз к горбу ад из вас.

body said: Find your angles! mind said: Find your angels! i said: i did...

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