Learning is a real twist in the fabrication of an ideal (idee is an old word for fixation). It sort of reminds me of Jack Nicholson in his ness't ... One Flew ...
Does tory tell m'n kind things he can't take as T'Ruth in recall?
Giggles to all in the hidden subliminal world, I'm away ...
"Ur" in old tongues is the power of water pouring down a mountainside like a thought of Dan ... a devil of a thing if you don't respect it's resolving power. From a file called: "Ur before Th'aught" ... ephriam'd Icon of creation without even thinking about it ... nature of the mind set free with reverence of the surroundings ....
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Marzo
Posted on: 11/07/2009 23:05
You can dye your-s'elphe or you can go to Guelph.... Tht's the bloody bugger's boogers on a burger, O-m'n.......
Is it the bread of life or the devil's lunchbox? Some say that life is a shit-sandwich...the more bread you got the less shit you have to eat. Hmmm... is there something to that? dee-vine-ly in-spy-erred hole-ee wiss-dumb, Ok old bloke?
Counting money is the true meaning of life, that is for the hole of an ass; naught for the ass-ended mind, the rohner, all yours for 50 kroner.
So dinna seat ye on yer pot and whine, yu'll git yer buff-tuck off the box when ye sees a sign.
---Anonymous
Arminius
Posted on: 11/07/2009 23:15
Congrats, Marzo! Looks like ole WaterBouy has finally met his match.
jlin
Posted on: 11/07/2009 23:22
Waterbuoy,
And then . . .
Marzo
Posted on: 11/07/2009 23:30
Waterbuoy is indoobitably off someplace doing something important like saving the world, exploring the galaxy, or playing chess with God.
Perhaps he is doing research on the question; "Does ye have to dye yer hair to change yer mind?"
Witch
Posted on: 11/07/2009 23:48
Did you walk here? Or did you bring your lunch?
WaterBuoy
Posted on: 11/10/2009 09:27
Ahhhh ... quantum theology ... La Dais Luck in a stew?
Such guerney appears the whole world over ... and we do not recognize ID as we do not have the IT to get out of ourself!
Go wah wit' yah ... IT's a journey ...
rishi
Posted on: 11/12/2009 08:33
deep calleth unto deep
and dross unto dross
cross calleth unto leap
and tickle unto toss
Tyson
Posted on: 11/13/2009 17:51
There once was a man from Nantucket.........
Arminius
Posted on: 11/14/2009 00:12
Ahhh, quantum theology. Exponential. Insight doubles with each leap.
The first few leaps are not that monumental, they are just in the single, double, and triple digits. But after a few more leaps we quickly get into the thousands, millions, billions, quadrillions and zillions.
If the doors of perception were opened, we would perceive everything as is: infinite.
-Aldous Huxley
WaterBuoy
Posted on: 11/15/2009 07:49
Ah Arm ...
Ri-Ton d' Marc ...
Some time ago I was criticised harshly for raising the matter of the symbol of the Greek Phi in the story of life. I was never allowed to respond that singular people could not know the heart and mind until they experienced the Greek symbol Psi (like a flower opening inside and out) ... similar to the Hebrew shin (or sin), a gorse! It's a leg to stand upon for a crippled man born in a state of pure love and not a th'ought (intellect). Is there a conversion point like in the Seal of Sole'm'n (sometimes known as ESS Tar of D'Vide ... vast space of thin kin about how to alter existence). It's a wil'd stretch. It may not be true but gives one something to ponder (as N'ess, dark pool maas acre) while we wait for the leap. Is there something to learn in the sea of ink we refer to as word without relating to the opening of the Gospel of John?
It does say "In the beginning was the word and the word was lite and the word was God." Can all three things be the same or are they equal (egalite) with differeences ... like the aura a cle' ... delta ... trangular dirt according to self-imposed authority that haven't a clue that m'n knows little outside or inside thy's elphe we call mei, meis-elphe or Ai ... focal point of all that is ... if we could only see outside thy's elphe ... an ele' pheint image inna rheum. The Greeks called IT attica ... heh spirits ... immersed inthe dirt and most history was on clay tablets ... plat-eau Nick ... devilish sea eats away at them in sloe symbol of change. Man couldn't take it quickly as T'Ruth in a realm of hate ... what a shock ... an earth shaken experience to fall from the hors'a war? Leads to understanding the Pi-Lars of earth ... old Magdellian salts? ... Lot's why-fey ... look'n all around as they travelled. No narrow-sighted Ness th'Eire! Pure wonder Ovid aL? There's good, there's A'B'D then ther's the ugly part one has to understand ... called various things through thyme ... spicey?