Quand le gris clair des cîmes, avec les sapins verts,
Lentement des abîmes, arpente la rêche pierre,
Une constellation sèche, un faisceau de poussière,
Se révèlent dans un ordre que je ne puis décrire.
La déesse a le ciel pour empire : et vénère
pour sa seule robe la sphère, continuellement cerclant
nous étourdit dans la valse des vents, Eris!
En ta pureté du regard brille la flamme rosée
de ta danse immaculée par l'innocence,
en ton coeur cardinal : ô précieux Saphir !
N'aurai su de quoi est ce tout ? Et où est ce tout?
Pas toi en tout cas, car tu devances et condamnes.
Par l'austère en souvenir, la beauté punit l'âme.
Didn't understand a word of that, don't care.
huit sur dix
This is when I wish I knew more French.
No you don't. They're all assholes!
GD,
-French
Quote from: Lenin/McCarthy on July 23, 2012, 06:13:22 PM
This is when I wish I knew more French.
If we all knew French, he'd have written it in Hotentot. It's not about the message, but about how edgy and sophisticated he is compared to we proles.
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 23, 2012, 06:17:24 PM
Quote from: Lenin/McCarthy on July 23, 2012, 06:13:22 PM
This is when I wish I knew more French.
If we all knew French, he'd have written it in Hotentot. It's not about the message, but about how edgy and sophisticated he is compared to we proles.
I just went to google translate for nothing. Not to translate the blather, but to reply in kind.
But apparently, there is no french word for "hipster".
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:34:15 PM
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 23, 2012, 06:17:24 PM
Quote from: Lenin/McCarthy on July 23, 2012, 06:13:22 PM
This is when I wish I knew more French.
If we all knew French, he'd have written it in Hotentot. It's not about the message, but about how edgy and sophisticated he is compared to we proles.
I just went to google translate for nothing. Not to translate the blather, but to reply in kind.
But apparently, there is no french word for "hipster".
"French".
"I would like to join ze reezistannce movement!"
"I am sorry, Gaston...Eet ees too underground for you."
On the other hand, at least he's saying something.
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
"Speek ze fronsh! Wear ze ogly cloze! Pose on ze sidewalk!"
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:51:09 PM
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
"Speek ze fronsh! Wear ze ogly cloze! Pose on ze sidewalk!"
But still something.
Beats the fuck out of the usual mob of drones that...Fuck it. I'm not gonna repeat the same old shit.
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 23, 2012, 06:46:39 PM
On the other hand, at least he's saying something.
Sorry. My connection gets fucked up when there's traffic outside. Apparently the Seguin hive mind have decided to go eat lunch.
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 23, 2012, 06:52:03 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:51:09 PM
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
"Speek ze fronsh! Wear ze ogly cloze! Pose on ze sidewalk!"
But still something.
Beats the fuck out of the usual mob of drones that...Fuck it. I'm not gonna repeat the same old shit.
True. They
try.
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:54:34 PM
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 23, 2012, 06:52:03 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:51:09 PM
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
"Speek ze fronsh! Wear ze ogly cloze! Pose on ze sidewalk!"
But still something.
Beats the fuck out of the usual mob of drones that...Fuck it. I'm not gonna repeat the same old shit.
True. They try.
While everyone else just reads unless there's drama attached in some way.
Like those leeches in Panama that attach themselves to your junk.
Should this be moved to discordia en espanol?
Quote from: Bruce Twiddleton on July 23, 2012, 06:56:54 PM
Should this be moved to discordia en espanol?
No. It's written in Belgian, not Espagnol.
Besides, I like having at least one active thread.
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 23, 2012, 06:55:40 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:54:34 PM
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 23, 2012, 06:52:03 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:51:09 PM
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
"Speek ze fronsh! Wear ze ogly cloze! Pose on ze sidewalk!"
But still something.
Beats the fuck out of the usual mob of drones that...Fuck it. I'm not gonna repeat the same old shit.
True. They try.
While everyone else just reads unless there's drama attached in some way.
Like those leeches in Panama that attach themselves to your junk.
I was going to say those dogs Jack London wrote about that sit in a circle waiting for the fight to get bloody, but the leeches might be more apropos.
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:58:47 PM
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 23, 2012, 06:55:40 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:54:34 PM
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 23, 2012, 06:52:03 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:51:09 PM
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
"Speek ze fronsh! Wear ze ogly cloze! Pose on ze sidewalk!"
But still something.
Beats the fuck out of the usual mob of drones that...Fuck it. I'm not gonna repeat the same old shit.
True. They try.
While everyone else just reads unless there's drama attached in some way.
Like those leeches in Panama that attach themselves to your junk.
I was going to say those dogs Jack London wrote about that sit in a circle waiting for the fight to get bloody, but the leeches might be more apropos.
Fucking leeches. Leeches exist by waiting for someone else to gather energy (in the form of nutrients in the bloodstream), which they then siphon off, before disappearing back into the swamp until next time.
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 23, 2012, 07:00:22 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:58:47 PM
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 23, 2012, 06:55:40 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:54:34 PM
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 23, 2012, 06:52:03 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on July 23, 2012, 06:51:09 PM
:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
"Speek ze fronsh! Wear ze ogly cloze! Pose on ze sidewalk!"
But still something.
Beats the fuck out of the usual mob of drones that...Fuck it. I'm not gonna repeat the same old shit.
True. They try.
While everyone else just reads unless there's drama attached in some way.
Like those leeches in Panama that attach themselves to your junk.
I was going to say those dogs Jack London wrote about that sit in a circle waiting for the fight to get bloody, but the leeches might be more apropos.
Fucking leeches. Leeches exist by waiting for someone else to gather energy (in the form of nutrients in the bloodstream), which they then siphon off, before disappearing back into the swamp until next time.
In the old days people tried to find medicinal uses for them.
I don't see any mention of them on the holistic websites, though. :lol:
Leeches are good for something to do with necrotic tissue and infections.
OP is a poem. It's got some nice imagery, but I don't understand why it has to do with Eris.
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on July 23, 2012, 11:04:47 PM
Leeches are good for something to do with necrotic tissue and infections.
OP is a poem. It's got some nice imagery, but I don't understand why it has to do with Eris.
No, that's maggots.
Leeches are good for extracting toxins used for surgery...IE, curare and cocaine.
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 24, 2012, 12:17:45 AM
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on July 23, 2012, 11:04:47 PM
Leeches are good for something to do with necrotic tissue and infections.
OP is a poem. It's got some nice imagery, but I don't understand why it has to do with Eris.
No, that's maggots.
Leeches are good for extracting toxins used for surgery...IE, curare and cocaine.
Oh, right. I knew they were good for soemthing, though.
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on July 24, 2012, 12:23:59 AM
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 24, 2012, 12:17:45 AM
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on July 23, 2012, 11:04:47 PM
Leeches are good for something to do with necrotic tissue and infections.
OP is a poem. It's got some nice imagery, but I don't understand why it has to do with Eris.
No, that's maggots.
Leeches are good for extracting toxins used for surgery...IE, curare and cocaine.
Oh, right. I knew they were good for soemthing, though.
TDRR's top 10 fun things to do with leeches, #6:
"Flinging from the cheap seats at the ballpark, down into the main stadium seating."
ETA: This also works with plastic cups full of shitty beer.
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 24, 2012, 12:25:34 AM
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on July 24, 2012, 12:23:59 AM
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 24, 2012, 12:17:45 AM
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on July 23, 2012, 11:04:47 PM
Leeches are good for something to do with necrotic tissue and infections.
OP is a poem. It's got some nice imagery, but I don't understand why it has to do with Eris.
No, that's maggots.
Leeches are good for extracting toxins used for surgery...IE, curare and cocaine.
Oh, right. I knew they were good for soemthing, though.
TDRR's top 10 fun things to do with leeches, #6:
"Flinging from the cheap seats at the ballpark, down into the main stadium seating."
ETA: This also works with plastic cups full of shitty beer.
AIEEEEEEEEEEE
Also, :lulz:
En Anglais- the translation goes as thus.
When the peaks of gray, with green pines,
Slowly from the depths, surveyed the rough stone,
A dry constellation, a beam of dust,
Are revealed in an order that I can not describe.
The goddess is the heavens empire and revere
his only dress for the ball, constantly circling
stuns us in the waltz of the wind, Eris!
In your purity of the flame shines light dew
of your dance by pristine innocence,
Cardinal in your heart: O precious Sapphire!
Not have known what was that all? And where is this all?
Not you anyway because you condemn and royalties.
By the austere remember, the beauty punishes the soul.
Ma francais est tres mal.
I was very good at it at school, but I forgot most of it.
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 24, 2012, 12:25:34 AM
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on July 24, 2012, 12:23:59 AM
Quote from: The Dead Reverend Roger on July 24, 2012, 12:17:45 AM
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on July 23, 2012, 11:04:47 PM
Leeches are good for something to do with necrotic tissue and infections.
OP is a poem. It's got some nice imagery, but I don't understand why it has to do with Eris.
No, that's maggots.
Leeches are good for extracting toxins used for surgery...IE, curare and cocaine.
Oh, right. I knew they were good for soemthing, though.
TDRR's top 10 fun things to do with leeches, #6:
"Flinging from the cheap seats at the ballpark, down into the main stadium seating."
ETA: This also works with plastic cups full of shitty beer.
I found a leech on FBF's kale yesterday, and her horror at the fact that we have leeches here... GROUND leeches... was priceless.
Quote from: Pixie on July 24, 2012, 11:24:33 PM
En Anglais- the translation goes as thus.
When the peaks of gray, with green pines,
Slowly from the depths, surveyed the rough stone,
A dry constellation, a beam of dust,
Are revealed in an order that I can not describe.
The goddess is the heavens empire and revere
his only dress for the ball, constantly circling
stuns us in the waltz of the wind, Eris!
In your purity of the flame shines light dew
of your dance by pristine innocence,
Cardinal in your heart: O precious Sapphire!
Not have known what was that all? And where is this all?
Not you anyway because you condemn and royalties.
By the austere remember, the beauty punishes the soul.
Ma francais est tres mal.
I was very good at it at school, but I forgot most of it.
That is, in fact, not a bad poem at all.
Quote from: PROFOUNDLY RETARDED CHARLIE MANSON on July 25, 2012, 07:10:11 AM
Quote from: Pixie on July 24, 2012, 11:24:33 PM
En Anglais- the translation goes as thus.
When the peaks of gray, with green pines,
Slowly from the depths, surveyed the rough stone,
A dry constellation, a beam of dust,
Are revealed in an order that I can not describe.
The goddess is the heavens empire and revere
his only dress for the ball, constantly circling
stuns us in the waltz of the wind, Eris!
In your purity of the flame shines light dew
of your dance by pristine innocence,
Cardinal in your heart: O precious Sapphire!
Not have known what was that all? And where is this all?
Not you anyway because you condemn and royalties.
By the austere remember, the beauty punishes the soul.
Ma francais est tres mal.
I was very good at it at school, but I forgot most of it.
That is, in fact, not a bad poem at all.
I DON'T LIKE IT.