I HAVE BEEN TO THE MOUNTAIN TOP. I've been above the tree line, where nothing grows but lichen, and nobody's really sure if that counts as life or not anyway. The air is thin up there, but you can see a long, long way. You can see your house, you can see your car, you can see the roads we draw in the sand, and how pitiful they are, stretching on for miles but barely scratching the surface of an inhospitable landscape. You can see the hills and the mountains, crawling silently toward the cities; the rivers, slowly carving out the graves of civilization.
To be sure, a lot of things are happening, most of it just slightly beyond the edges of our perception. And while it all happens we are down here, scampering back and forth confused little ants, never really sure what we're doing
(or why), but carrying on like there's no other way. Yes, you can see a lot from the top of a mountain. I guess that's all I'm trying to say.
I also have something to say about PD. Much like a hometown, PD is the place where many of us first realized something very important, whatever it might be. It is a place that somehow (and honestly I have no idea how, exactly) is able to leave an impression. It's just SMF with some fancy emoticons and higher quality spags, but for some reason many of us find it to be a place that, in our increasingly cardboard world, really feels like somewhere. There is a first time for everything, and PD has seen a lot of things have their first time. It saw the first time I ever shouted my guts up about something and, instead of a virtual room filled with vacant applause or uneasy agreement for a few moments, there was a room filled with discussion about topics I thought nobody would ever be able to discuss.
PD is also like a hometown in that eventually you want to leave. It could be for any reason; maybe Roger's pants are on too tight one day and he looks at you funny. Maybe some noob has infiltrated Apple Talk and is spamming the place up. Maybe there is a gigantic Sociological Experiment going on and you're secretly the butt of some ass-tard's half-cocked scheme to get a few cheap yuks at your expense. Or maybe, like me, you just start feeling like the magic is gone and you haul off blaming everybody around you for that, like it's their job to make you feel like a fucking princess.
Anyway, the point is that eventually, you might want to leave PD, in spite of the fact that is magical, wondrous, and basically the best thing on the Internet (aside from Russian porno). In fact, the more impressed you are with PD at first, the higher the chance is that later, you will want out for some reason.
But I will also tell you that there is no escape. Out there in the world, where you are but gear being ground to a pulp in the Machine, where there is no light except whatever comes dripping out of late-night TV, while you sit there with a death grip on every space between inconsequential decisions, wondering to yourself why your life has no direction and why nothing makes any sense and why there is nobody to talk to about it; out there where Discord is bad, and nobody likes you making fun of their dead Aunt's funeral dress... Out there, you'll find your way back here faster than you think. Because PD isn't just a website, it's the gaping maw at the end of every Discordian's quest for meaning.
My pance are always too tight.
Always. Fuck, I'd leave, but I'd just follow me.
It occurs to me that I am really a horrible excuse for a human being.
yes! but in the last sentence change "maw" to "anus".
:mittens:
:mittens:
Thank you for that.
:lulz: ...so you missed it/us? :D Missed you back. Hi, vex. Nice piece.
No, maw is better.
I liked it.
I hate the idea that there's no escape, though.
Yeah.
I would say you can escape, but it would involve leaving all the good stuff behind (your friends, prepared food, law enforcement, plumbing, electricity, garbage disposal, culture, etc.) as well as the parts you don't like. Face facts, we were born to this place in the world, and unless we absolutely have to, we're unlikely to let it go.
Quote from: Sigmatic on February 05, 2010, 01:40:28 AM
Yeah.
I would say you can escape, but it would involve leaving all the good stuff behind (your friends, prepared food, law enforcement, plumbing, electricity, garbage disposal, culture, etc.) as well as the parts you don't like. Face facts, we were born to this place in the world, and unless we absolutely have to, we're unlikely to let it go.
Naw, I meant here. Even people who are driven off by banning or abuse always seem to try to keep coming back, or they lurk. It's like there's no use in even trying, even if you want to; even if it makes you feel bad every time, like unprotected sex with dirty strangers.
Well, that too.
I've spent a lot of keystrokes talking about how nobody ever leaves, but I think I've made peace with that. The people who never come back were the ones who never dug it that much, and never got to know the people here. I do think that the reason this forums gravity well is so big is that people here know you, and it might not even be possible to find a good replacement for the kind of discourse this place supports. I know I haven't.
Quote from: Hoopla on February 04, 2010, 11:24:28 PM
No, maw is better.
How about your maw's gaping anus?
anyways, vex, :mittens:
Quote from: Triple Zero on February 05, 2010, 01:37:13 PM
Quote from: Hoopla on February 04, 2010, 11:24:28 PM
No, maw is better.
How about your maw's gaping anus?
Maw means mouth. Your mouth has an anus? This is starting to explain things...
I'm pretty sure there must be some kind of dialect where "maw" sounds like "ma".
And if not, I just made it up.
See, and therefore
YOUR MOM + GAPING ANUS = :lulz:
!!!!
ETA: but enough about that I'm not wanting to jack vex's thread cause it was a veyr nice piece he wrote
aw, shucks.
Quote from: Triple Zero on February 05, 2010, 02:27:32 PM
I'm pretty sure there must be some kind of dialect where "maw" sounds like "ma".
And if not, I just made it up.
See, and therefore
YOUR MOM + GAPING ANUS = :lulz:
!!!!
ETA: but enough about that I'm not wanting to jack vex's thread cause it was a veyr nice piece he wrote
This would be in the deep south of Ameriland.
i think im one of those people you guys were talking about...
i left at one point and now im back, heheh.
Quote from: Horrendous Foreign Love Stoat on February 12, 2010, 01:18:26 PM
Quotei think im one of those people you guys were talking about...
i left at one point and now im back, heheh.
was it all of half an hour or so ago :?
yes.
oh!, and also the fact that i havent been here since september 2008 :3