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Doktor Howl

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Re: The Erisian Chastisement Ray Of Benevolent Oopsism
« Reply #15 on: July 24, 2018, 04:52:58 pm »
(tbh, I'd think this would be the kind of stuff Discordians would get...)

Oh, I'm not a real Discordian.

That's good.  None of us are.

In fact, we're all Concordians.  We took this site over years and years ago, just to snub that cranky old Eris lady.
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, shattered underpance lies,
With blown elastic, and exploded back,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Doktor Howl, Spag of Spags:
Look on my ass, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

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Re: The Erisian Chastisement Ray Of Benevolent Oopsism
« Reply #16 on: July 24, 2018, 05:27:24 pm »
Well I'm a heavens gater but I signed up late...
Narrator: In time you will know the tragic extent of my failings

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« Reply #17 on: July 24, 2018, 05:28:56 pm »
Well I'm a heavens gater but I signed up late...

So you have to wait until 2061?
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, shattered underpance lies,
With blown elastic, and exploded back,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Doktor Howl, Spag of Spags:
Look on my ass, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

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Re: The Erisian Chastisement Ray Of Benevolent Oopsism
« Reply #18 on: July 25, 2018, 12:26:54 am »
I suspect when they get close enough to see the surface they will turn the comet around and leave without stopping
Narrator: In time you will know the tragic extent of my failings

May you find your worth in the waking world.