"I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes"

First one to guess without using an internet source where this originally came from wins a prize. Also, consider this;

The number pi is thought to be "normal", meaning that if you were to write it as a binary decimal, it would contain all possible finite bit strings.

Pi. Think about it, it is an irrational number with seemingly infinite random digits, so it makes sense that somewhere in that infinite string of 0s and 1s:


If you compute it, you will be guilty of:

*Copyright infringement (of all books, all short stories, all newspapers, all magazines, all web sites, all music, all movies, and all software, including the complete Windows source code)
*Trademark infringement
*Possession of child pornography
*Espionage (unauthorized possession of top secret information)
*Possession of DVD-cracking software
*Possession of threats to the President
*Possession of everyone's SSN, everyone's credit card numbers, everyone's PIN numbers, everyone's unlisted phone numbers, and everyone's passwords

And because it contains all number combinations (supposedly) it means it would hold all the information from the past, the present, and the future.


Try and wrap your head around that for a second, then move on to the Infinite Universes theory.

"When such irregular oscillations of the human psyche occur, there is a tendency of the mind to put into place a kind of psychic filter: It assesses. It catalogs the contents of the room around it, and cements its bearings. It throws its roots into the opaque world, shedding the translucence of dreaming. And if there are things unaccounted for -- terrible, indistinct objects stubbornly cloaked in the miasma of shadow on the distant borders of perception -- well, those things can be discarded. We awaken into the darkness clinging to the ferocious certainty that a room is exactly how we left it, that we are still within our own homes, that there are no shapes moving in the black. Even if, and sometimes especially if, we are rather certain that we did not leave the laundry just in that spot, that the lamp was of a slightly different shape when we fell into sleep, or that we saw, briefly, a peculiar flicker of movement from that corner, there, just out of reach of the moonlight. Or in some cases, we may be quite sure that the room we left behind to enter our slumber did not contain that character from the popular '90s television show Saved by the Bell dangling from our ceiling, his black eyes glinting sharply in the darkness."

~ Robert Brockway

http://www.freexbxlive.com/?i=306071

You follow the link, I get points and stuff.

I'm spamming everywhere, and this really has no purpose, but if you clicked I'll show my appreciation.

Let's play a game.

Shuffle your playlist, skip to the 7th song.

Write the first few lyrics, then the last name of the artist/one of the words in the band's name, then write the track length.

And TA-DA! You've written your own bible verse!

I'll start;

"I will show you things; Wonderful, terrible things."-Module 4:56

Enjoy the hell out of these crafts you guys.

Wanna turn everything upside down? Preparing for the worst? Want to learn to how to disable an M1 Abrams tank's drive train, catch your own food, concoct poisons, or essentially become an anarchist bastard? If you have winrar or utorrent (preferably btoh) then enjoy this little compilation of anti-establishmentarianism.

http://www.katzforums.com/archive/index.php/t-30758.html

http://www.torrenthound.com/hash/dc57a536edd00593daa1b7e3627e118fddb47fbd/torrent-info/Assorted-Nasties--By-David-Harber-Desert-Publications-pdf

http://thepiratebay.org/user/x_DontTreadOnMe_x/


http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&client=firefox-a&hs=gvI&;rls=org.mozilla%3Aen-US%3Aofficial&q=site%3Amediafire.com+Ragnar+Benson&btnG=Search

At the very least the books are fascinating to read.

Okay, this may sound odd, or weird, or even downright terrifying, but I swear I just heard the sounds of a million screaming souls trapped in the Saturn. Think I'm insane? Listen to this, enjoy a few seconds of the unnerving sounds, then fast forward to 1:15 and continue to listen until the end;

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9C6lymtHG60&feature=related

I swear, after a while (1:42~) it sounds like screaming and wind.

Enjoy your lucid nightmares.

My latest comment in the Christfag verus Atheistfag threads on the /b/ message board.

"While I did believe in Santa Claus, it was when I was a child. I stopped believing in him when I was in 5th grade, and I only believed simply because I was naïve enough to believe anything my parents told me.

But once I grew older and learned how to think for myself, without relying on any "external" influences (in this case, religion and the notion of gods), I realized how simply idiotic this "Santa Claus" was. If he was so jolly and kind in spirit, why did he punish the innocent with coal? Children are exposed to whatever their surroundings are composed of, which, for the most part, is beyond their control. Why should they be punished if they lashed out because their parents constantly fight? Why should they be told their "naughty" for not listening to their father who may be molesting them? It simply didn't make sense to me.

God is the same. If He is so kind, loving and just, why does He say that He will punish those who worship false idols? Why does He allow us, his children, to kill one another, live in poverty, and die of starvation? A loving God wouldn't sit back and watch while his children tore each other apart limb from limb. Him sitting back makes it seem as though we are nothing more than entertainment to Him, assuming that, for this argument, He does exist.

And if we are nothing but entertainment to him, does that not make him unjust? Unkind? Does that oppose everything God is suppose to be?

God is a huge contradiction given what is written in religious texts. Henceforce, Him being a contradiction should mean that he is impossible and therefore does and cannot exist."

<---Jesus' followers

 <---- Jesus' promises

<---- What we got

<----How We Reacted

Followed by



Which lead to




And finally



And now the church is like

I've been thinking for some time yet about something rather odd and out of the ordinary. Bio luminescence. If you don't know what it means, grab a dictionary. Anyway, I've been considering this for a while, and I find the concept fascinating. Glow worms, fireflies, hatchet fish, any number of creatures that use bio luminescence to hunt and lure prey or attract mates. Well, it crossed my mind, why hasn't humanity gotten into this yet? With our profound interest in body modifications (Read: Piercings, sub-dermal implants, amputations, gauging, tattoos, scarring, burning, etc) as a whole, why has no one sought to add bio luminescence to the list? Could you imagine such a thing? Part of one's body glowing due to a chemical stimulation? Bright sweat? Glowing blood or saliva? Eyes that literally shine? Could you imagine how much fun raves would be? How much more enticing bedroom play could be? How easy it would be to find the person if they get lost in the dark? And the colors you could use! Of course, the natural standard of green-yellow would apply, but with the right mixture I'm sure you could accommodate for reds, blues, pure greens, pure yellows, pink, chartreuse, and myriad other colors. And if that is possible, who is to say that one color would be the limit? Maybe you had multiple colors for various parts. Perhaps you underwent a procedure that made some of your tattoos semi-translucent and you had them glow red. Maybe at the same time other parts of you glowed blue? You could mix and match your colors to your hearts content! And what about physical and emotional stimuli to trigger the color? Anger, excitement, arousal, exhaustion, fear, curiosity. Your body sends a rush of chemicals throughout your system to compensate for all of these reactions be they hormones, adrenaline, or others, and even mixtures of them all. Who is to say we couldn't set the bio luminescence to trigger based on your emotions? I personally think glowing a warm white blue when content or euphoric would be nice, and glowing red when angry. You could be a veritable rainbow of emotions!

When life gives you mascara, make masquerade!

"Thank you...Thank you for making my shame more festive."

Best quote of 4chan today concerning religios people saying "atheists are always hating on religion and religious people";


"I have plenty of religious tolerance but I will argue with any idiot who makes false claims about anything that I know is wrong. You guys are the ones always trying to "disprove atheism" by poorly conceived strawman arguments and when that doesn't work you start quoting your bible. If you could just shut the fuck up about the fact that we don't believe in your god and stop tryiing to argue against science that you intentionally know nothing about then we would be just fine."

Thank you anonymous.

In my experience, those who are truly dangerous do not act like it.

Back in my day we waited 14 hours for our download manager to download a 10kb naughty picture.
AND WE LIKED IT.

Just a passing thought;

I've noticed more and more people substituting their own personal takes on those copypasta messages. Those "A friend would________ , but a REAL friend would _______ ," messages.

I've seen everything from the original, to family, to army, to mates, but most of all Juggalo. Now, people already know my opinion of this attention-seeking sub-culture group, but for once my ire is not placed solely upon its shoulders. It's simply taking the brunt of the load.

To be candid and frank, I have to say that anyone, Jugg-head or otherwise, that posts anything but the original should seriously re-evaluate their creativity. As well, how does changing "A real friend" to "a SOLDIER" or "a BROTHER" or anything other than what has been put in for the original actually change people's opinion of you? If you look at them, there are few if any changes to the original script apart from the different "But a real friend" additions to the message. All in all? People who post those are saying several things.

First, they are not creative enough to think of something on their own to diversify themselves from the rest of the herd. Congratulations on being average.

Second, you are equating something that you find very important (your sub-culture group, for instance) to something that EVERYONE gets from standard friendships. In other words, you are saying that something you hold dear is not, in fact, special or unique.

Third, you are under the illusion that posting that crap will make people think you have values when in fact it just comes across as annoying and obnoxious. Now get off your high-horse, go create something original, and quit wasting people's time.






And, as an aside, motherfuckin' magnets? How do they work?! (that joke is directed at a chosen few, and they will laugh because they understand.) For the rest of you, enjoy this picture below for it is amusing. That is all.





























Note: If this upset you, that is the purpose. If you send me a message decrying hypocrisy, hurt feelings, or general distaste for the post, then I have done my job and I will enjoy the hate-mail that is sent and may or may not reply to it at my leisure, depending on if I consider it worth my time to respond.

"I'm sorry, I'm about to lose you because I'm about to go into a tunnel, in a canyon, on an airplane, while I hang up on you."

~Dr. House

With chilling smile, and whimsy dreams
The candyman comes at night
He calls to the children, one and all
And fills them with delight

And as the moon climbs so high
And shadows grow too long
He gives the children candy, toys
And lastly gifts of song

They play and dance and sing with him
Their families soon forgot
And as he leads them far away
Their leader calls a halt

"Now children, come, I'll show you now
A thing you won't forget
A wondrous thing, marvelous yes
A thrill it will beget!"

And so they gathered, eagerly,
Around their newfound friend
With quiet eager eyes they wait
For what they couldn't comprehend

And in the shadows of the night
The candyman had his fun
The sad and forlorn families
Waited for children gone

So mind your child as moon looms high
And never douse the light
For he comes to take them all away
The candyman comes at night

"Let us go to war. The world has become stale and insipid, the ships ought to be all captured, the cities battered down, and the world burned up, so that we can start again. There would be fun in that."

For everyone who enjoys cub yiff and/or incest, here you go!