Slartibartfast is Dead
'Have you ever heard of the madman who on a bright morning lighted a lantern and ran to the market-place calling out unceasingly: "I seek Slartibartfast! I seek Slartibartfast!" As there were many people standing about who did not believe in Slartibartfast, he caused a great deal of amusement. Why? is he lost? said one. Has he strayed away like a child? said another. Or does he keep himself hidden? Is he afraid of us? Has he taken a sea voyage? Has he emigrated? - the people cried out laughingly, all in a hubbub.
The insane man jumped into their midst and transfixed them with his glances. "Where is Slartibartfast gone?" he called out. "I mean to tell you! We have killed him, you and I! We are all his murderers!'
Show me what is not the buddha and I will spit there...
the buddha is not the buddha
the path is not of the path
Then you have killed the buddha
you ahve murdered slartibartfast...
What are you shouting for then if you have become the ancestors?
keeper of the gate is also the gate.
the key is not the key, but rather the lock.
there is no thing, and soemthing never was.
this is not your imagination, but rather the reality.
there are no halucinations.
i am not here, and this isn't happening.
i am the three eyed ninja of fate
the time of deathly retribution will follow shortly
***Takes off sandal, puts it on head and walks away.***
Ok nansen, you can put the cat down this time...
Self-contradiction is the path of wisdom,
Nonsense the path of enlightenment,
And idiocy the path of greatness.
Quote from: khaganSelf-contradiction is the path of wisdom,
Nonsense the path of enlightenment,
And idiocy the path of greatness.
hey it's worked for the 'big 3' for thousands of years :D
Looks like it works just fine for us as well.
Quote from: Slarti is DeadSlartibartfast is Dead
'Have you ever heard of the madman who on a bright morning lighted a lantern and ran to the market-place calling out unceasingly: "I seek Slartibartfast! I seek Slartibartfast!" As there were many people standing about who did not believe in Slartibartfast, he caused a great deal of amusement. Why? is he lost? said one. Has he strayed away like a child? said another. Or does he keep himself hidden? Is he afraid of us? Has he taken a sea voyage? Has he emigrated? - the people cried out laughingly, all in a hubbub.
The insane man jumped into their midst and transfixed them with his glances. "Where is Slartibartfast gone?" he called out. "I mean to tell you! We have killed him, you and I! We are all his murderers!'
?¨God is dead. God remains dead. And
we have killed him.?Æ
-The MadmanNietzsche: Parable of the Madman (http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/mod/nietzsche-madman.html)
The gods are dead! Long live the gods!
:argh!:
More bump.
Again, if anyone pines for the good ol' days on PD, kick them in the junk.
Quote from: Horab Fibslager on November 16, 2003, 12:26:21 AM
keeper of the gate is also the gate.
the key is not the key, but rather the lock.
there is no thing, and soemthing never was.
this is not your imagination, but rather the reality.
there are no halucinations.
i am not here, and this isn't happening.
Meth: Not Even Once.