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stop gumming the gears of the elite machine with your sticky gray areas, netaungrot.

warning the first (there will be no further warnings).

people want to be emo.

they=winnars.

emo is like goth. except, worse fashion sense, and no follow-through.

lmfao

And I don't care if we win.  I don't even care if we get anybody's attention.  Even a doomed insurrection is better than pretending to be somewhat intrigued by the idea of contemplating the Human Condition whilst spending every waking second contributing to the demise of the Human Race.

that leads DIRECTLY to this 'pseudo-intellectual bullshit'

DIRECTLY DIRECTLY DIRECTLY DIRECTLY DIRECTLY


THE GRASS IS NOT GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE OF ANY FENCE



THERE IS NO FENCE ANYWHERE



when you see NOBODY in the world responding to the call to arms

WHAT OPTION DO YOU HAVE BUT TO TRY TO FIGURE OUT WHY??!

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'pseudo intellectual bullshit'

you know, the more i ponder that, the less time i have to start the boat a-rockin.

revolutions are like fires.  you don't burn down a forest by telling the leaves how hot the Sun is.

not that i advocate another tired revolution, really.

fact: in madness, the insane never question their sanity. 

Popular misconception.

in this case "popular" is more important than "misconception."

also, who cares if it's actually true or not?  if you make it sound authoritative enough, it'll do.

fact: in madness, the insane never question their sanity.  conversely, in illumination, the enlightened never consider themselves anything but "not there yet."

the sad fact of it is, that if you want to feel enlightened, you must remain asleep forever.

Well, "Grand Ol' Discordja," it looks to me like we're all getting to be a bunch of pseudo-intellectual bullshit artists (some more bullshit than artist).  Map this and meme that and what's the O:M flavor of the week, and it's all fun and games until somebody just wants fun and games.  It's time to wonder again, kids.  It's time to stop giving the answer in the form of a question.  We're not on Jeopardy, We're in jeopardy.  And it's time to ask ourselves not WHY we bother, but DO WE bother at all?

We're lacking something these days.  We still flame each other like the Old Days (not that I was ever around to see them), so we know we have the will to fight.  But I don't think we have anything to fight for.  We're stagnating, like the coffee you let sit out all last week, and come Monday you don't have the energy to make a fresh pot.

Lately everybody's on about the Big Picture.  What's the Biggest Big Picture?  What color is its pubic hair?  I don't know, and I find myself caring less and less every second.  What the fuck do I really care about starving kids in Africa, or the oppression and slaughter of entire peoples (also in Africa, usually, but I'm not making generalizations).  If I cared I'd send them my 73 cents a day and be done with it.  Fuck the Big Picture and International Liberation and the March of Dimes.  I need the SMALL Picture to come into focus first.

What I want isn't the "a job well done is its own reward" bullshit they've been getting us to believe for a thousand years.  And no, I'm not going to define who the fuck THEY are, because I if you don't deal with THEM, if you don't already have your own fucked-up inconsistent view of who THEY are, then fuck you, you don't get it, and I don't have time to wake you up.

What I want isn't two cars and a picket fucking fence.  I don't want a dog wearing a sweater.  I don't want a big-screen TV.  I don't want a mortgage with a guaranteed lower-than-market-average interest rate.  That might be the American Dream, but I don't have anything else in common with Americans so why would you expect me to share their incoherent, drunken, hazy idea of the Future?

What I want is to live where it's easy to gain security, but hard to gain weight.  I want to ride in a fucking banana-powered hovercraft and work in a greenhouse on the Moon.  I want a space-suit, a rocket-propelled lawnmower, and a radio-controlled refrigerator.  Rosie the fucking Robot.  Not radioactive microwave dinners that are too cold to eat but too hot to touch.  Not greater fuel-efficiency that still manages to cost me half of my retirement fund every week.  I want a government that thinks before it acts, or even better, a government that just thinks and never acts.  I want free parking.  Free camping.  I want unisex leotards made out of that shiny shit we were all supposed to be wearing by now, if you listened to anyone in the 50's.

I want the future we were promised, not yet another boring season of this fucked up cosmic sit-com we call Real Life(tm), and definitely not all the crap that goes into making us believe that it's OKAY to call a day with 5 warrantless arrests better than a day with 5 suicide bombings.

I want to drive down the road and not have to hold back my psychic powers for fear of blasting everyone in my way off the planet.  Psychic powers should be embraced, never postponed.  And I don't mean YOU, Sylvia Browne.  You're a picture of all that is wrong and fat with the world.

And, I want to fight in a Revolution.  I good, old-fashioned, "Fuck the entire god-damned system, I'd rather live in a fucking cave, you assholes" revofuckinglution.  And I don't care if we win.  I don't even care if we get anybody's attention.  Even a doomed insurrection is better than pretending to be somewhat intrigued by the idea of contemplating the Human Condition whilst spending every waking second contributing to the demise of the Human Race.

in my experience the only way to make my brain more effective is to watch more tv.

because, as long as you keep doing simpler and simpler tasks all the time, it'll feel like your brain can handle anything.

although, there are symbols in this process, the "tailspin to slothitude," the "cabbage soup," and of course, the "oprah winfrey show," which may not be symbolic of anything but when you're up at 3am watching TiVo'd copies of the same episode 14 times in a row, it starts to seem like it's the only thing that comprises the entire universe.

Or so i've been told.

Well, yeah, but that's just the ILLUSION of being more effective.

ahem.

in my experience the only way to make my brain more effective is to watch more tv.

because, as long as you keep doing simpler and simpler tasks all the time, it'll feel like your brain can handle anything.

although, there are symbols in this process, the "tailspin to slothitude," the "cabbage soup," and of course, the "oprah winfrey show," which may not be symbolic of anything but when you're up at 3am watching TiVo'd copies of the same episode 14 times in a row, it starts to seem like it's the only thing that comprises the entire universe.

Or so i've been told.

Pic is busted.

vexati0n,
says practically nothing,
means less than that.

roger shows off his new ride ITT.

gliffy = neeto.

here's my lame attempt!

why not?

in 3 months of brain stagnation it's the best i can come up with.

vexati0n,
going to be a dad again soon.

[executive signing statement:]

obviously, the BIP is the "mysticism" of discordianism.

say what you want about the greeks, but this "religion" is only 50 years old.  i think the BIP is (or will be) to Discordianism what the early Q'bala (read: not "Kabballah," or anything that Hollywood knows about) was to Judaism.

except without all the grey shit.

executive signing statement: semantical arguments countering this post with bollocks about discordianism/BIP not really being 'religions' per se, shall have no effect on the overall validity of this truth.

you ever notice how (some) people go kinda weird when the power goes out?  no lights.. no TV.. no radio.. no interwebs..

some people act like they're more vulnerable when there's no electricity spinning their gadgets around and distracting them from whatever it is they don't want to think about.

children, unless they've been conditioned, tend to like it when the power goes out.  it's exciting.

i've always liked it when the power would go out.  it's better than just turning everything off and enjoying the silence (which is good too).  but when whole city blocks go dark, you even get a break from that constant electrical hum you're always hearing but usually tune out.

there's no point here, just an observation.  the Machine is definitely powered by electricity, and also by midgets.

Revenge is the backbone of justice, regardless of everything you hear and read to the contrary.  Social justice is the idea that revenge should only be inflicted by a qualified (read: large enough) mob, but it's still revenge.

I think 'morality' is too often defined as "what you should always do."  morality can't be static like that because there's always a difference between what you should do, what you can do, and what you must do.

morality has to be contingent upon the situation, and as many factors as you have time to consider, should be considered.  so if some cockblister offs your wife or rapes your kid or says something nice about Jesus within 3 miles of your house, sure the first instinct is to drop a clusterbomb on his house and smite his family with a curse for 17 generations.  but you can't always do that, unless you want to make things worse for yourself, like RWHN said.

in a vacuum, i agree with LMNO.  i mean, our society places way too much importance on acting like you're getting along with some asshole you could care less about, putting up with retarded small talk when you'd rather introduce your heel to his uvula, saying "excuse me" and "bless you" at all the right places, and making polite euphemisms for everything from having sex to taking a piss.  but given that that is the society where you live, and morality is just one code of conduct, like any other code of conduct, to achieve some goal or other; it stands to reason that morality should be as solid and steadfast as chocolate pudding, at least where it concerns action.

i guess all i'm saying is, let morality define your motivation, and let intuition and your brain define your actions.