Chaos is everything you can't stand lining up to take a shot at you when you least expect it....at the most unfair time...taking advantage of every one of your hidden vulnerabilities. Chaos doesn't care about your feelings of uniqueness....Chaos is the motherload of uniqueness. She will smash you apart and make ten-thousand things in the future that will be more unique and special. Chaos doesn't care about the fact that you feel somehow so special that you should be immortal. Chaos makes you and breaks you all the same. Chaos doesn't care that you feel yourself to be anything at all because you can think. So what? Thought and consciousness is as common as air. Why should Chaos give a damn about you because you can think/feel/dream? Especially when the intricate patterns of a snowflake are more ornate than any of your monkey ramblings. Chaos is that whisper in your ear every time you feel your pulse and realize that your life depends on the smooth functioning of a muscle. Your so called independence and free-will is shattered. Your life can be cut short by something so small and insignificant as a virus. Chaos is a walk through a dark alley full of crack-fiending knife-wielding claw shrimp...as much as it is a walk through a nice park on a sunny day. Chaos is the roaring sax-like improv tune heard in the screech of an el-train car as it lurches off the tracks and hits the street below. Chaos is the chime-like crystal resonance of shards of glass falling after being blown out of a skyscraper. Chaos is the lone lunatic who flips out in a traffic jam and proceeds to stab out every else's tires. Chaos is the voice you hear in your deepest "finding-thyself" moments telling you that it's all full of shit. Chaos is the damned police sirens across the alley going all night making you get out of bed and toss hot water on the cops standing around smoking below. Chaos is when your bad tooth decides to go supernova and you face grows to twice its normal size. Chaos is all of these things and more....
It's not that the universe is a nice place or a mean place. The universe just IS the way it is, without consideration for our feelings. It's nothing personal. It's just Chaos. You can try to philosophize all you want, but philosophy is just an attempt to escape from all the 'dark' and 'scary' parts of Chaos...i.e. the Chaos that you don't like, as opposed to the Chaos that you like. Chaos is. Bow in reverence or don't. See if She cares.
Chaos is you missing the bus/train/plane and cursing the sky for the rest of the day. Chaos is splashing red curry in your eyes and having nothing but jalapeno juice to rinse them out with. Chaos is getting stuck in the middle of a St. Patrick's Day Parade with a british flag punk t-shirt and being too drunk to run away from the green swill mob. Chaos is you and every stupid/smart thing/thought you have done/thought. Chaos has nothing to teach and there is nothing to learn. Chaos is unspiritual. Chaos is crass. Chaos is commercial. Chaos is corporate. Chaos is a certain slick marketability, sort of like Che Guevara shirts. People buy and sell Chaos to be cool and 'with it.' People where Chaos as a cosmetic that advertizes their attention whoring egos. Chaos is television stuck on all 500 channels at once. It is your cable modem going apeshit and assassinating your coffee maker. Chaos is the feeling in the bottom of your stomach when you realize you just ran over that pigeon. Chaos is alive and well and those of you who are going around saying all kinds of crap about Her....She has this to say:
"Shut your fucking mouth, uncle fucker!"
--Irrev. Hugh, KSC;
"Will Tell YOU what Chaos Is."
Thats kinda what I would have said, had I the time to write it. Instead, I shall smile and go back to writing about that sod JS Mill.
But Chaos is also the feeling you get in mid-orgasm.
Chaos is the peak of a good acid trip.
Chaos is a sunset in the desert.
So there, goatfucker.
Quote from: LMNOBut Chaos is also the feeling you get in mid-orgasm.
Chaos is the peak of a good acid trip.
Chaos is a sunset in the desert.
So there, goatfucker.
Chaos is the goat, the fuck, and the fucker. Chaos is also the feeling you get when you go to the clinic the next morning to get your urinal tract swabbed out. Chaos is the also the peak of a bad DMM trip that causes your heart to explode and gives headaches to the team at the ER as they try to keep your ass alive. Chaos is also the little child lost in that desert who dies slowly of thirst and gets eaten by lizards. Chaos is always misrepresented. Why? Because we don't want to see that Chaos is our destruction as much as it is our creation.
Chaos is pretty much most things. According to the mathematicians and scientists, everything that is "non-linear", whatever that means. I dont recall it having a moral factor. It can go both ways, or more, or less, or all at once, or in a way you least expect.
Quote from: Irreverend Hugh, KSC...we don't want to see that Chaos is our destruction as much as it is our creation...
Correction: We can
accept that it is both Creation and Destruction, so we don't have to worry & harp & whine about how desctructive Chaos can be.
Not to mention that both Creation and Destruction are illusions, anyway.
Chaos is.
Chaos is the is-ness of is-ness.
(Thank you, Douglas McGaughey. :D)
i disagree but no time for love now, dr. jones!
Chaos is life(and death). The seed sprouts(or not). Branches grow(or they don't). Leaves grow, then flowers blossom(or not). Then in the autumn, the leaves change color, losing their chlorwhatever that makes them green, then they fall. The tree is left with its naked fractal self, the leaves decay to become food for the tree. Then in the spring, it starts all over. And this is just the trees.
Chaos is this sick, lonely, sinking feeling I've been carrying around all week for no known logical reason. Chaos is illogical. Chaos is why we got Spring in fucking February this year and no snow. Chaos smashed my last remaining Oreos into cookie shrapnel. Chaos is the icky feeling you get when a blood test comes back abnormal. Chaos is the scratches in your glasses. Chaos is the perfect *anything* in the world - the perfect kiss, the perfect drink, the perfect chicken kabob off the the barbecue, the lone pancake that doesn't burn and stick to the pan...
8)
i is chaos
the fluffy chaos of bunny doom
meep!
HUGH: 9.5/10
8)
If I may take a stab at this?
Chaos is throwing oneself into a bed of silk sheets, and finding out that someone has dragged those sheets through a burr-patch.
only 9.5?
C'mon, Bath, you can get your nose farther up his ass than that...
Is it really brown-nosing to give credit where it's due?
Hugh's post impressed me, too.
He's lost in the illusion he's rallying against.
How is that impressive? People do it every day...
I really liked the imagery. Hugh expresses himself coherently. People don't do that, everyday. There are people on this forum alone who are incapable of forming a coherent thought, let alone express it in such a way that it leaves an impression on others. Even when I don't agree with him, he makes me think about it for myself. Therein lies Hugh's artistry.
FLIBBERDYGIBBIT!
LMNO
-expressing himself through gibberish.
Give over, ellemeno.
Tifareth through Hod, my darling.
and then out.
Quote from: LMNOTifareth through Hod, my darling.
and then out.
<checks membership log>....dude, you in the navigators? that sounded like kaballahbabble to me.
*bites him*
EraPassing,
Also appreciates the value of action
Damn it, Mang...
yeah, It's kaballababble. I learned it when studying tarot & the torah, while researching Crowley.
Didn't learn it too well, but I always figured the point is that no one can ever learn it well enough to fully understand it.
Quote from: LMNODamn it, Mang...
yeah, It's kaballababble. I learned it when studying tarot & the torah, while researching Crowley.
Didn't learn it too well, but I always figured the point is that no one can ever learn it well enough to fully understand it.
can i sign you up? all you have to do is ward off madonna with green string. it's a real easy gig.
and yeah, kabbalah/tarot/crowley are favorites of mine also.....just when you feel like you figured a bit out, you find out there's a million things you didn't.
Not to mention Crowly couches some of his best jokes in kabbalistic language...
Does this green thread make my ass look fat?
Quote from: LMNONot to mention Crowly couches some of his best jokes in kabbalistic language...
Does this green thread make my ass look fat?
I dunno, your ass looked pretty cute in those boxer briefs :twisted:
Shut up Roger
yeah, just wait until DJ & I CRUSH YOU on the scrabble board!
Purrrr, mm-hmmm, we've got a seeeeecret weapon, purr!
Quote from: LMNOyeah, just wait until DJ & I CRUSH YOU on the scrabble board!
:shock:
Quote from: LMNONot to mention Crowly couches some of his best jokes in kabbalistic language...
Does this green thread make my ass look fat?
no....actually it sets off your eyes quite nicely. piece of green string and you're good to go.
I only have one objection: It's shut your fucking face, uncle fucker.
Other than that, Bravo!
P.S. You're going DOWN, scrabble boy. You, and your little duckie too!
For clarification:
Uncle Fucka - Performed by Terrance & Phillip
Shut your fucking face, Uncle Fucka..
You're a cock sucking, ass licking, Uncle Fucka..
You're an Uncle Fucka, yes it's true..
Nobody fucks uncles quite like you!
Shut YOUR fucking face, Uncle Fucka..
You're the one that fucked your uncle, Uncle Fucka..
You don't eat or sleep, or mow the lawn..
Just fuck your uncle all day long!
[farting] Hmm.. [more farting] hahahaha!
Canadian Man: What's going on hyah?
[more farting]
Fucka Fucka, Uncle Fucka Uncle Fucka Uncla Fucka..
Shut your fucking face, Uncle Fucka!
You're a boner biting bastard, Uncle Fucka!
You're an Uncle Fucka, I must say..
You fucked your uncle yesterday!
Uncle fucka, thats U, N, C, L, E, fuck, you
Uncle Fuckaaaaaaa.. suck my balls.
the sound of one hand thinking about einstein theories and arguing the pros and cons of schr??dingers cat whilst opening a bottle of the best beer in the world that has turned into vinegar which will spring the tree of life and bring back jesus h. christ.
Quote from: Sepiathe sound of one hand thinking about einstein theories and arguing the pros and cons of schr??dingers cat whilst opening a bottle of the best beer in the world that has turned into vinegar which will spring the tree of life and bring back jesus h. christ.
... and not having to say it's sorry.
chaos is the fact that we dumb ass apes still harp on and on about how much illusion we are are harping on about as if any of it mattered. it doesn't matter. nothing matters. chaos is that time when you got mugged by the ATM machine and the robber didn't even have a gun. chaos is when the cops shot little billy across the street for smoking that joint. chaos is about....well....nothing, unless you choose otherwise. Chaos Is.
Life has no inherent meaning. Make your own.
chaos is conatined wholly within a single speck of sand on some beach in florida.
chaos is your momma having a glass eye with a fish in it.
Quote from: Irreverend Hugh, KSCchaos is your momma having a glass eye with a fish in it.
Oh mercy! :lol:
Chaos is watching yout 62 year old uncle get laid off and have no job prospects because he's ready for retirement in 3 years. It's watching him try and get early access to his retirement fund and be denied by one arm of the government because he qualifies for a pension, and be denied a pension by another arm of the government because he's got too much money in his retirement fund.
Chaos is the thing that opens your eyes to see we're all potentially a rwandan refugee on TV.
Quote from: The MeringueQuote from: Irreverend Hugh, KSCchaos is your momma having a glass eye with a fish in it.
Oh mercy! :lol:
Chaos is watching yout 62 year old uncle get laid off and have no job prospects because he's ready for retirement in 3 years. It's watching him try and get early access to his retirement fund and be denied by one arm of the government because he qualifies for a pension, and be denied a pension by another arm of the government because he's got too much money in his retirement fund.
Chaos is the thing that opens your eyes to see we're all potentially a rwandan refugee on TV.
Chaos is what makes you realize that being a rwandan refugee on tv is much better than being a meth whore on crack. Chaos is what will eventually eat through the plastic plumbing of scottish men everywhere. chaos is what we do to American cities when THEY deprive us of our tequila. Chaos is when OPIES attack.
Quote from: Irreverend Hugh, KSC
Life has no inherent meaning. Make your own.
....You've just hit on the main point of the ELF (which exists only in my head, if at all).
If you can truly make your own meaning, why are you harping on about all the pain, suffering and strife in the world, and denying the bliss?
Balance it out, man. You'll be happier.
Quote from: LMNOQuote from: Irreverend Hugh, KSC
Life has no inherent meaning. Make your own.
....You've just hit on the main point of the ELF (which exists only in my head, if at all).
If you can truly make your own meaning, why are you harping on about all the pain, suffering and strife in the world, and denying the bliss?
forget about all the bad shit and just stay blissed out, man. That way, you'll be a stinky hippie and everyone will keep their distance from your overpowering aroma of patchouli.
who the hell wants that?
8)
Quote from: Bathory's SainthoodQuote from: LMNOQuote from: Irreverend Hugh, KSC
Life has no inherent meaning. Make your own.
....You've just hit on the main point of the ELF (which exists only in my head, if at all).
If you can truly make your own meaning, why are you harping on about all the pain, suffering and strife in the world, and denying the bliss?
forget about all the bad shit and just stay blissed out, man. That way, you'll be a stinky hippie and everyone will keep their distance from your overpowering aroma of patchouli.
who the hell wants that?
8)
Although undeniably amusing, TurdBath McPants, I'm afraid I have to stab you.
::stabs Bathory in the ear with a cocktail fork::
Quote from: LMNOQuote from: Irreverend Hugh, KSC
Life has no inherent meaning. Make your own.
....You've just hit on the main point of the ELF (which exists only in my head, if at all).
If you can truly make your own meaning, why are you harping on about all the pain, suffering and strife in the world, and denying the bliss?
Balance it out, man. You'll be happier.
It makes the writing flow better, I suppose. Or perhaps I like 'whine' with my cheese. I don't deny the bliss. But then again, perhaps what's bliss for me is a hell for others. And that's beautiful too.
Chaos is dropping your toothbrush in the toilet. But not realizing WHAT you have done until you start brushing with it.
In all honesty, when I typically write, it mostly comes out as a downer (my blog is full of depressing stuff). I dunno why that happens. I guess I'm just getting the crap out of my head, to allow the joy some elbow room.
So, with that in mind: Chaos is tearing out your heart for love, only to find it was never beating in the first place.
Quote from: Irreverend Hugh, KSCChaos doesn't care about the fact that you feel somehow so special that you should be immortal./quote]
This part hits me especially. But I'll still laugh at random shit. Or I'll go crazy eventually, I guess. Maybe.
Quote from: LMNOyeah, just wait until DJ & I CRUSH YOU on the scrabble board!
Good, that means my internetlessness didn't slow down the game. Sorry about that.
Quote from: Sinner BobQuote from: LMNOyeah, just wait until DJ & I CRUSH YOU on the scrabble board!
Good, that means my internetlessness didn't slow down the game. Sorry about that.
Sad to say, Eldora and Hoshiko are currently wiping the board with me & DJ. In truth, I've made some pretty poor word choices.
Quote from: LMNOQuote from: Sinner BobQuote from: LMNOyeah, just wait until DJ & I CRUSH YOU on the scrabble board!
Good, that means my internetlessness didn't slow down the game. Sorry about that.
Sad to say, Eldora and Hoshiko are currently wiping the board with me & DJ. In truth, I've made some pretty poor word choices.
well it's jsut rude to say fuck and bitch in the middle of church service while supporting gay fascism and mandatory abortion.
Quote from: LMNOSad to say, Eldora and Hoshiko are currently wiping the board with me & DJ. In truth, I've made some pretty poor word choices.
oh, be fair. I'm overthinking strategy. I could've picked other words for my most recent play, but I was too hung up on "can't open up that square for them! can't let them have that one!" :D
EDIT: That, and the fact that there was only one letter tile left to draw...I didn't want to blow all my letters too quickly.
Chaos is having to piss badly and being stuck on the bus with no way off.
Chaos is making a decent move and letting yourself be talked into making a stupid move instead.
Sorry, ellemeno.