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| The Haxian-Watumite War | |
| A half-trice century ago, there was once only one. There were a clan of great people, whose knowledge was exceeded only by their ability to create sounds, using the rocks, and the sticks, and the environment around them. These people were called the Watumites. The Watumites at once were at peace. In their calm they neglected to recognize one law: That fate intervenes with perfection. The Watumites understood the world that they had been thrown into, but they did not understand the world from whence they came. The world where they came was a twisting nether of infinite loops and possibilities. It was an anti-sphere, a curve of the fleshy membrane of the nether, crying tears of galaxian sweat. On this M-brane, in the spatial regions around where it connected to the universe of the Watumites, lived their progenitors; Yugo-Haxians. Before the beginning of time, there was a Yugo-Haxian who was referred to as, (if he required a distinction), Chip. Chip was unlike most Yugo-Haxians because he expressed a unique trait: An obsession with uniform complexity, unlike the Hyperspatial complexity that most Haxians fed on. He was drawn to the Well of Lucidia, as a fly would be to honey. This pool of raw reality, however expansive, was not to be conferred with. It served only as a source of light, to the otherwise shadow-entrenched Yugo-Haxians. Then one day should come where Chip's curiosity would betray him. He would drink, like an antelope, from the Well of Lucidia. (PART 1 OF 5) | |
| Posted by Rapmistress Edward Janet Picard @ 2010-04-03 03:55:00 | |
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| Aphorisms in Prefrontal Franchisers | |
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| Posted by shitbowl @ 2010-04-02 13:59:00 | |
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| expediated bash | |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2010-04-01 13:13:00 | |
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| cell phone jackson | |
HEY!11don't be a cell phone jackson.don't eat a cell phone, jackson. where do you put the quarter? or nickel? as it were. you noe kiddo?!! walk down that street. put the coinage in here ready... set... refresh John... ben and i say to you... don't be a cell phone jackson... |
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| Posted by shitbowl @ 2010-03-31 17:48:00 | |
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| senseless in space | |
| Posted by Pet'ctlyptem Xon Yihaa'qti WchwaaXaan @ 2010-03-29 09:10:00 | |
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| disoriented old fart speaks | |
| fans of the lourve need to be careful in poison. seth blue's masticated lover is hiding in the folds of the fan. i am not kidding about this. i might sound insane; many, including doctors, have told me that i am. they, however, have not seen what i have seen: the unholy geometry of elton john's backyard. the tapestries of cher's microwave. steve ballmer's armpit. they are real, ayaughaschpzpeel. they are real, whammy whammy.... listen to me, young man. i see the jaded cynicism in your eyes. draught lager, 7.3%. arabian rugs at unbelievably low prices. i'm just reading the airwaves. here, let me show you the smell of saturn. hey!! come back | |
| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2010-03-27 18:37:00 | |
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| the time of divine expansion draws near | |
Soon the equisetum will grow and the drawing of time will increase. If possible, facilities will be deployed in attempt to reach a state of near planck-time perception rate, watching the discrete values of our digital universe churn out, one by one, spending an eternity contemplating the implications of one set of outputs from the great calculator. The equisetum, in their divine archaic form, will once again serve as friendly companions to the chlorophyllic sleeper.
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| Posted by Pet'ctlyptem Xon Yihaa'qti WchwaaXaan @ 2010-03-26 08:37:00 | |
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| i don't mind having beer on my fingers. | |
i don't mind having beer on my fingers.i don't mind having beer on my fingers.i don't mind having beer on my fingers.i don't mind having beer on my fingers.i don't mind having beer on my fingers.i don't mind having beer on my fingers.i don't mind having beer on my fingers.i don't mind having beer on my fingers. i don't mind having beer on my fingers. |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2010-03-24 01:48:00 | |
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| "The Terrible Secret of Genetics." or "Breathtaking hypothesies on a shoestring budget" | |
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So... Does North correspond to Anode or Cathode? Consider animals' tendency to fight against other species so furiously for resource conflicts, Usually food. It is such a fundamental tendency of evolving and competing lifeforms that it is observed in many different species and even in some plants. Indeed, so fundamental that it forms even between members of different biological Kingdoms. Now consider the following. As human animals, that are also subject to evolution, we have the same tendency. We kill plants and animals that invade our resources. We kill ourselves, other nationalities and tribes. We war. Yet, we have not faced another species that even closely threatens our primary resource for what has likely been hundreds of thousands of years. Our primary resource is intelligence. Do you expect that encountering extraterrestrial intelligence for the first time will go smoothly? |
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| Posted by wolf530 (analog hacker extraordinaire) @ 2010-03-24 01:14:00 | |
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| she's so cold and human | |
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she's incredible math
just incredible math |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2010-03-22 05:48:00 | |
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| the best video in the history of the internet | |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2010-03-22 03:45:00 | |
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| i've been drinking and i simply want to bash something out to feed the web spiders | |
| hey mang. yo mang. ya i'm typin. got some funky jazz piano on the winamp. roland kirk, you know? he actually changed his named to roland, before roland was popular. then a dream told him to add "Rahsaan." true story -- unlike the one in "die another day" featuring pierce brosnan. scorpion venom? give me a fuckin' break. | |
| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2010-03-22 03:03:00 | |
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| progress report from riced out engineering | |
| rather than risk a conniption of the bozatochic danube, i elected to compose my pie using zinc and brass. i set my wave-soldering oven to "eletrical engineering" and off we went. things baked smoothly, at first, but a packet of data started to develop in the 3rd nodule, pressure increasing to dangerous levels. as kenny loggins was nowhere to be found, i was forced to shank the bastard with a candy thermometer. it told me that the time was right for rock candy, so i put on pink floyd and candy-coated my fuzzy slippers. this fully resolved the situaiton, allowing me to get on with producing pie mkII. after letting it cool, i sent it down the hall to QA. i'm satisified with my progress on the design, but i never seem to fit as much into the day as i'd like to. better to try and fall short than to set the bar too low, i suppose. i vaguely recall noting i made a note to go to the grocery festival, but i seem to have forgotten that i forgot. maybe tomorrow. just sparked up a zeppelin; it's lentil time. also -- last night, i had a dream about robot mechs. | |
| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2010-03-20 23:12:00 | |
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| Posted by wolf530 (analog hacker extraordinaire) @ 2010-03-18 00:06:00 | |
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| ort | |
| spongy mouzockul tendrals flywthweather faornagar fortweather busssy bee la la la square carpet creation, assemble patches of dank, soak, lap, medical tape. snake veins. plush remainder. extruded arch. eyelid window. ladnedule. twist twist the umbrella in the rain. labbs and labbs and labbs and labbs and labbs it just wafts. ssssssssss. laptop bvoofiose | |
| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2010-03-15 14:28:00 | |
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| telve that denue | |
| once there was tootle named fig. was approximately 1" inch, a greedy little bug. 8foot plaster projection. the tool shed of the mind. what is inside? mind mower, mind seed, mind shovel, mind arc welder. HAY COOL. zzzap | |
| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2010-03-15 14:22:00 | |
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| Burt Reynolds VS Ricardo Montalbán | |
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This is no toast test, brothers. This is a real axle trip. Those guys will tell you about the good ol' days, but really, who came home with the bacon? Who shot the deputy? I personally adhere to the methodology of elevenths. This model encapsulates the system of complex particle flow without quadratic N-body simulations. Back to the matterat hand. Ricardo Montalbán would win hands down. |
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| Posted by wolf530 (analog hacker extraordinaire) @ 2010-03-15 02:53:00 | |
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| The Truth | |
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Forgive me father for I have Sinned. I am pained. I am confused. My beliefs have been brought into question by my peers. My own faith has begun to falter. It was all so clear before. It all made sense. Each day had meaning and purpose. Guidance was always there, in the writing. Now, I see another path. I do not know if it is the true way, but nevertheless, I am compelled by it's simplicity. .5 is The Truth. |
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| Posted by wolf530 (analog hacker extraordinaire) @ 2010-03-15 02:28:00 | |
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| Posted by Pet'ctlyptem Xon Yihaa'qti WchwaaXaan @ 2010-03-14 16:35:00 | |
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| THERE ARE MANY THINGS IN THIS IMAGE | |
LET ME CATALOGUE SEVERAL THINGS WHICH MAY BE PRESENT WITHIN THIS IMAGE: '[=[-†-]=]' {1}::¡-[::grass::]-!::{˚ıJ} {1}::¡-[::limousine::]-!::{˚ıJ} {1}::¡-[::plywood_panel::]-!::{˚ıJ} {1}::¡-[::plywood_lattice::]-!::{˚ıJ} {1}::¡-[::leaf::]-!::{˚ıJ} |
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| Posted by Pet'ctlyptem Xon Yihaa'qti WchwaaXaan @ 2010-03-13 15:09:00 | |
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