Not just a bunch of "Trotskyist, car-hating, Hugo Chavez idolising, newt-fancying hypocrites and bendy bus fetishists."
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You're some kind of off-balancing piece of shit that just tears a hole in the whole god damned spectrum of life and creates a friggin mess out of everything.
Please, explain what you mean.
I guess "abortion" doesn't always translate so readily to "midrash."
I personally find more interesting as a method, them language tools that you type a phrase into them, and it spits back to you the same phrase, but translated back and forth from different languages; which gives to some broken engrish and syntax modifications that can be "insightful".
The ELS system seems to be based on the assumption that "holy scripture" has hidden meaningful messages.
Quote from: phi on January 27, 2010, 01:26:34 amI guess "abortion" doesn't always translate so readily to "midrash." I really am not sure what the rest of the thread is about but that made me laugh.
Your name is Burnz. burnz = βυρνζ = 112. 112CE is the year Pliny the Younger died. This means you are his reincarnation.
Why don't we just make shit up, and vaguely connect it to the original text after the fact?LMNO-SSOOKN Law Of Fives co-ordinator.
There was found a text which held within it great eristic secrets, disguised as a popular song by the great Discordian Esoterics "They Might Be Giants". I'm going down to Cowtown The cow's a friend to me Lives beneath the ocean and that's where I will be Beneath the waves, the waves And that's where I will be I'm gonna see the cow beneath the sea Here in the first verse, we are told that we are entering the realm of Eris herself, The Void, or 'Chao'Town. Obviously, the writer feels kinship with her sacred symbol, since "The 'Chao's a friend to me." Now what of the next lines? If you examine the cover of the Great Principia Discordia, you will find that the Sacred Chao is centered beneath the title, placing the "Chao" beneath the 'c' in Principia and the 'c' in Discordia. The yellow Roosevelt Avenue leaf overturned The ardor of arboreality is an adventure we have spurned, we've spurned A new leaf overturned It's a new leaf overturned First, we have a fantastic example a Discordian statement. Words hidden in words, "The Yellow Rose" "Roosevelt Avenue" and "A new leaf overturned" are mashed into a single sentence, hidden between the actual words written. A wise reminder to never believe what we read (In this case what we hear and what we read are different). The Ardor of Arboreality, of course refers to the "Love of A bor(ing) reality" something which is spurned by the Discordian, who prefers overturning new leaves and exploring different realities. We yearn to swim for home, but our only home is bone How sleepless is the egg knowing that which throws the stone Foresees the bone, the bone Our only home is bone Our only home is bone This verse contains two seperate esoteric messages: First, we see that the writer sees his life as "egg" to "bone" or birth to death. There is no escaping this, for our only home (our final home) is 'bone' or death. Of course, there is also the idea of creation, for bone can refer to the bone of Osris. Osris, of course was killed and reborn, killed and reborn again (though this time without his bone). The egg would obviously refer to the Great Mother Isis. Thus we have the story of constant rebirth and life, couched in words that speak of the unavoidable end of our lives. For all is Chaos and all is Absurdity. Ratatosk, Squirrel of Discord & Sjaantze, Harbringer of Distraction