Eureka… the Fudgey Utter Nutball!
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I remember when I was in college and going through my Richard Bach, new agey, consciousness expansion phase. (I’ve since had to scale back my consciousness to make room for a big screen) I have no doubt I said some things that sounded as bizarre as his posts…well, maybe not quite that bizarre, since I avoided psychedelics, but still pretty silly and pseudoscientific for sure. Now it all just leaves a nasty taste in my memory, so I’m willing to cut the person some slack.
But Question, when you call people cowards and worse just because they don’t see things your way, you’re really pushing tolerance to the breaking point.
He’s just messing with us, this is simply too stupid.
. . . I almost don’t care at this point, it’s fun!
It seems quite obvious to me that the mind of Question is a cork, and that it has been totally obliverated .
Hey, you don’t suppose that demonbuster Deliverance guy Guinastasia introduced us to… who said he had children… Could this be his firstborn? Speaking in tongues to us? :dubious:
Neat. A juggling act.
Maybe he could throw in a few of those “counterfeit detector pens” and light them on fire while he’s at it.
You people are being hypo-whooshed. He’s just reacted to perceived knee-jerk skepticism and while he may not know it, his tongue is actually in his cheek.
“I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.”
– The Beatles, “I Am the Walrus”
“I know you know what you know, but you should know by now that you’re not me.”
– The Rutles, “I Am the Waitress”
“Reports that say something hasn’t happened are always interesting to me, because as we know, there are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns – the ones we don’t know we don’t know.”
– some guy in Washington, D.C.
So THAT’S what the fuck is slowing down the servers! Dude, stop thinking and give the hamsters a rest.
That’s got to be Rumsfeld.
An excellent display of psionics. Please collect your million from Randi.
Also, does a hypo-woosh go through the five hole?
i love skeptics…
keep trying to sound smart but know that you are educated stupid.
how dense can you be?
http://www.superstringtheory.com/basics/basic.html
that is the flow of energy that is your reality. it is the collapse of the wavefunction. before and after the collapse is beyond our perception but ALL OF REALITY is capable of being understood. you must comprehend the flow of this energy in and out of what you call your physical body to know truth.
your doubt is all that prevents anything that can be conceptualized. cast it aside and what you see will be truth.
i love skeptics…
keep trying to sound smart but know that you are educated stupid.
how dense can you be?
http://www.superstringtheory.com/basics/basic1.html
that is the flow of energy that is your reality. it is the collapse of the wavefunction. before and after the collapse is beyond our perception but ALL OF REALITY is capable of being understood. you must comprehend the flow of this energy in and out of what you call your physical body to know truth.
your doubt is all that prevents anything that can be conceptualized. cast it aside and what you see will be truth.
Freakazoid.
I see you are of the “nothing is or isn’t, but thinking makes it so” school.
Maybe you should try to conceptualize adverbs, skip.
I do have one concern: if Question and us are all one, then when we manage to make him go away, do we have to go away, too?
Me, I prefer the sillystring theory . . .
Personally, I think the world would be much better if you brought me all your earthly possessions and became my willing servant. Then I could teach you how the world could be made beautiful through all my lovely wisdom.
Have no doubt, my child. Some might call “The Holy Steve” a cult, but they are the unenlightened. Some might call it slave labor, but they’re just being cruel. There’s nothing wrong with volunteering yourself to a greater purpose, particularly if it’s me.
First lesson: Do not doubt the existence of the shift key. It is there for you, and for the goodness of the capital letters that cry out from the void to begin your sentences in earnest! Can you not hear and heed the plaintive shout of those much maligned characters? Yea, they would transform themselves in the quantum foam, if 'twere only your finger depressed at the proper point of the wave function.
Feel the harmony of the the shift, the capital letter, and the beginning of the sentence! Know that it is well with the universe, embrace the love that dwells within the beauty of the language, and cast aside that chaotic uncertainty which cannot decide where one thought ends and another begins. All thoughts are one onion, and each sentence a layer of those thoughts. Would and onion be an onion if it had no layers?
Now go, and grow for me a large crop of onions, selling half of them at the best price and giving the other half to needy children who need a good cry. Unto me you shall give proceeds, and I shall bless you with another lesson.
Go in peace.