Worlds turn.
Night turns into day
Day turns into night
Man is born unto his kingdom just as he dies and turns to dust
Tradgedy and comedy the rewards of his daily toil
The universe doesn't care.
It ticks and tocks with the precision of a finely tuned machine.
It never makes mistakes, the mechanism so precise, so perfect in it's operation.
Galaxies are born and then destroyed, not by arbitrary justice or the whim of the cosmos.
Rather by the operations and interactions of particles who's microscopic magnitude is matched only by the awesome scale and complexity in which they manifest.
In the absence of any other intelligence it falls to us to think the universal thoughts.
To dream the universal dream.
Our will is to judge and to decide the destiny of all which falls under our dominion.
For who is to stop us?
Who, other than us, will say that what we do is right or wrong?
This is our part in the grand symphony - to compose and then conduct and then appreciate the harmony and measure.
Without us who will marvel at it's brilliance?
Who will appreciate this awesome cosmic opera?
We are the audience.
We are god.
You've been reading my mind somehow, haven't you?
Nice, I love it.
big responsibility
handle business
Responsibility to whom?
self
EDIT
and indirectly to everything else i guess
i wrote something like this once and posted it here in my first week, i think.
i got the same thing Lysergic got this week.
I think it makes a lot of sense to be honest.
I like it.
Quote from: SillyCybin on March 18, 2007, 03:41:41 PM
We are god.
Har har! Dibs on giving New York the "Gamorrah treatment".
Even Jesus said 'ye are gods'
gotta love that guy, he'd do anything for a laugh.
Quote from: rzasthole on March 19, 2007, 07:07:03 AM
Even Jesus said 'ye are gods'
gotta love that guy, he'd do anything for a laugh.
Jesus would roundhouse kick you inna face, just for spitting in the road.
Do never test The Fighting Jesus.
i teabag Jesus
Quote from: rzasthole on March 19, 2007, 07:13:01 AM
i teabag Jesus
You know, I could spend the next 3 or 4 weeks mocking your stale braccadocio, or we could both just forget you posted that dumb fucking unfunny shit.
TGRR,
Feeling uncommonly generous tonight.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on March 19, 2007, 07:07:53 AM
Quote from: rzasthole on March 19, 2007, 07:07:03 AM
Even Jesus said 'ye are gods'
gotta love that guy, he'd do anything for a laugh.
Jesus would roundhouse kick you inna face, just for spitting in the road.
Do never test The Fighting Jesus.
that is funnier than teabagging Jesus? I don't think so
Quote from: rzasthole on March 19, 2007, 07:18:31 AM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on March 19, 2007, 07:07:53 AM
Quote from: rzasthole on March 19, 2007, 07:07:03 AM
Even Jesus said 'ye are gods'
gotta love that guy, he'd do anything for a laugh.
Jesus would roundhouse kick you inna face, just for spitting in the road.
Do never test The Fighting Jesus.
that is funnier than teabagging Jesus? I don't think so
I wasn't making a joke.
The Fighting Jesus really will...oh, yeah, you're new.
Never mind.
That was a little funnier.
Quote from: SillyCybin on March 18, 2007, 03:41:41 PM
Worlds turn.
Night turns into day
Day turns into night
Man is born unto his kingdom just as he dies and turns to dust
Tradgedy and comedy the rewards of his daily toil
The universe doesn't care.
It ticks and tocks with the precision of a finely tuned machine.
It never makes mistakes, the mechanism so precise, so perfect in it's operation.
Galaxies are born and then destroyed, not by arbitrary justice or the whim of the cosmos.
Rather by the operations and interactions of particles who's microscopic magnitude is matched only by the awesome scale and complexity in which they manifest.
In the absence of any other intelligence it falls to us to think the universal thoughts.
To dream the universal dream.
Our will is to judge and to decide the destiny of all which falls under our dominion.
For who is to stop us?
Who, other than us, will say that what we do is right or wrong?
This is our part in the grand symphony - to compose and then conduct and then appreciate the harmony and measure.
Without us who will marvel at it's brilliance?
Who will appreciate this awesome cosmic opera?
We are the audience.
We are god.
this touches on a Grant Morrison rant I saw on youtube.
Like, we readily make the distinction between man and nature, man and the universe. It's implicit in the statement that the universe doesn't care about us.
But man living in caves wearing loincloths was still nature.
The houses that man builds are just as much a part of nature as an anthill or a beaver dam
Clubs, swords, guns, atom bombs, these are all natural too. There was no point when we stopped being nature. Even plastics and chemicals and cloning are part of the "plan" that was put into motion when our amino acids formed DNA in a puddle of primordial goo. I think this is the point you're making when you say we're god.
I would disagree that we are the only available intelligence. We're the only intelligence that thinks like us, certainly.
jokes aside, i think calling humankind any sort of 'intelligence' is a stretch.
Quote from: vexati0n on March 21, 2007, 04:22:54 PM
jokes aside, i think calling humankind any sort of 'intelligence' is a stretch.
Well in that case I guess that was a pretty dumb thing to say :lulz:
i'm not human, i'm a Model XK-400 Uber-Being from the 28th Dimension, which gives me the right to pass judgment on you mortals.
hey vex, pass the judgement on the lefthand side
- 000,
heard a new phrase today, not a clue what it means, anxious as fuck to use it on EVERYTHING
Quote from: triple zero on March 21, 2007, 04:35:34 PM
hey vex, pass the judgement on the lefthand side
- 000,
heard a new phrase today, not a clue what it means, anxious as fuck to use it on EVERYTHING
Heh.
http://www.songfacts.com/detail.php?id=397
Quote from: rzasthole on March 19, 2007, 07:13:01 AM
i teabag Jesus
I actually did find that funny.
I find it's better to be easilly amused... toilet humor, sexual inuendos, boobies, shiney things, etc.
That's what's up G-Phunq.