tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41414308982958711312012-01-17T00:19:05.302+11:00an m-brane spacetime stargate compactified within 11-dimensional super-duper-stringy quantum foammasterymisterynoreply@blogger.comBlogger1261100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-59561084465735298822010-05-12T07:45:00.002+10:002010-05-12T07:45:48.071+10:00

The contents of this site have moved to Cosmic Rapture, a repository of unusually dark stuff you wouldn't want your mother to read. For strong-brained and strong-stomached readers only.Drog, Wharf and Zambooka were sitting in the Sub-Orbital Lounge awaiting transfer to Korendi. Drog was feeling rather dispirited, the prospect of spending three lunes in the company of his boozy, roguish brothers

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The contents of this site have moved to Cosmic Rapture, a repository of unusually dark stuff you wouldn't want your mother to read. For strong-brained and strong-stomached readers only.For instance on the continuum of awareness, the lump of rock can be found at one extreme of the continuum. And god can be found at the opposite end. But zero can be found at the same extreme of the continuum as a

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All of the content of this site, and much more, can be found at Cosmic Rapture... Includes dark fiction, weird ideas, unusual speculations, and things you won't see published anywhere else. Mature content. Adults only.Rock blunts scissors means that the brute stony force of ignorance and superstition overcomes the keen sharp spirit to seek knowledge.

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JonJon Johnson and his gnaw-wegian friend, Gnawman, decided to ignaw their promise to JonJon’s father, Doctor Jonathan Johnson, not to enter the laboratory in the gnawth wing of the egnawmous old house where the Johnsons lived. continues at 666 very short storiesmultiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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one more uncertainty principle for the road The more time you waste, the less energetic you are. The more energy you have, the less time it takes you to do stuff. yet another uncertainty principle The more you know about who you are, the less you know about what you're doing (and vice versa) another uncertainty principle The more you know about where you’re going, the less you know about where

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de-dagger: One who removes balls of dried shit from the fleece around the arseholes of sheep. A specialised agricultural discipline, the leading exponents in which hail mainly from Australia and New Zealand (where men are men and sheep are nervous). continues at 666 Very Short Storiesmultiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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The Great Illusion This is an amazing site that everyone should see. Written in poetry that kind of clunks along, not the greatest, but it is the ideas that are worth partiaking of, and the artwork is truly awe inspiring. Do you yourself a favour

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Longest ever wait in line? 45 minutes "on-hold" waiting to speak with Telstra customer service rep. Best things in life are free?" depends on definition of "best"--definitions vary from person to person--and on definition of "free" (which could mean "at no charge" in the monetary sense, or it could mean free of any and all encumbrances, monetary, emotional and/or otherwise. And not forgetting

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Of all my (many) disturbing personality traits, unbridled lust has gotten me into the most trouble.If I had to gain 10 pounds very quickly I would eat a whole roast suckling pig, with crackling, followed by a 12-inch (radius) pecan and pistachio nut pie with super-duper-double clotted creamy cream, all washed down with five or six pints of James Squires Amber Ale.In private I am bad-tempered,

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The Satanic Scriptures In its own words: "The Satanic Scriptures hands down the wit, wisdom and diabolical perspective of the Church of Satan’s High Priest, Magus Peter H. Gilmore. These essays, articles and diatribes have been collected from over twenty years of the High Priest’s writings for his infernal cabal, some first issued in the pages of publications available only to insiders. From the

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My least favorite day of the week varies from week to week: when the week is full of promise then I don't like Sunday because that's when it is all over. When the week is full of crap, then Monday is bad because all the crap lies ahead.The best way to end the day is with a James Squires Amber Ale, or two or three...I would have prevented Noah and his family from getting on board the ark. What's

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Maybe you can't change the past, but you sure as hell can change the future.more at manic memes and other mindspace invaders.multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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Family traditions or customs I'd like to see preserved: too late, none left to be preserved.The least sexy part of the body: according to Frank Zappa, "some say it's your nose, some say it's your toes, but I think it's your mind."What keeps me awake at night is the tormented groaning of a dying culture.multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-15619785635295508242007-11-12T06:59:00.000+11:002007-11-12T07:03:18.042+11:00

who do voodooWhen Jasmine smashed Baron Samedi's tombstone amid all canistered pantaloons, declamatory elaboration notwithstanding, ze also received all manner of garish assurances to the contrary nothing isn't everythingNothing is the smallest thing. Everything is the biggest thing. teeny weeny mega maxiThe smallest thing is nothing. The biggest thing is everything. towering babbleLanguage is an

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If I were to describe myself in one word, that word would be "anomalous". My favourite kitchen utensil is one that does not require washing. Long teeth is the one thing that frightens me about growing old.multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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A wizard’s life is not a happy one.It’s blood, sweat, tears and not a lot of fun.You’ve got to do all sorts of trickslike juggling a pile of bricks……or swallowing a swordso the kids don’t get bored…continued at hellgrown pathetic poetrymultiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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the horror of it all Comic Book horror and more from the 50'smultiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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Long, long ago at the dawn of timeeven before the primordial slimewhen stretching ahead were all the millenniain which quite a lot if not more, even many atragic mistake or foul evil plotlay in the future but not the year dot. continues at hellgrown pathetic poetrymultiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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Every person helps to create reality. Some create consciously, others unconsciously. It can take a while, a long while, to learn how to create consciously. But every person gets there in the end.continues at metaphysical mumbo-jumbomultiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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The effects were felt within seconds. At first, these mild headaches, doubleplus every singular lonesome solitary dry, coppery taste in the mouth. Then, he began 2 experience perceptual distortion---he felt very big, then very small. First he was a giant statue, then these flecks of dust belonging to the Albanian Pope. Aaargh!! Aaargh!! Julius screams' were meaningless, booming echoes.continues

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The gang were all there, in their usual spot behind the maintenance block at the south end of the school grounds. They were talking about good ways to commit suicide and Tom said injecting air into your veins cos that gives you a heart attack, and that's how Bruce Lee died but they never found out who did it though.continues at wickedly sickwicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo

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Rock blunts scissors: the dead weight of ignorance and superstition dulls the keen, sharp mind seeking truth and knowledge. continues at metaphysical mumbo-jumbowicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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Everyone is right about God. All concepts of God are correct. All ways to God are right. God is always right. God has no particular shape or form. God is all forms--from burning bush to pillar of smoke to golden calf and everything in between. continues at metaphysical mumbo jumbo wicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (

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I am employed by a firm of consultants. My office is in the middle of the alfresco dining area of a luxury hotel. I am happy. I feel good. I am not concerned about the fact that my office is in a terrible mess: papers everywhere, ashtrays full of butts and ash, and strange green caterpillars crawling all over the back of my chair. continues at Wickedly Sickwicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic

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Christians, jews and muslims (and others) believe that an Entity Referred To As "God" (ERTAG) created the universe. The ERTAG is believed to stand outside zer own creation, ie outside the universe. The ERTAG is believed to have created time, but is believed to stand outside of time. And yet, the ERTAG is believed to be omnipresent. These beliefs are illogical, contradictory and

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Paul's Notes

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Synchronicity and Everyday Nirvana: Breath of Universe

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Sans God examines the issue of religion vs spirituality

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Where the Walls are Soft… interesting observations on life, culture, society... different and unusual, just the way I like it

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So that the Pale Man, for some reason, feels compelled to access a childhood memory—a flying dream. In which the world unfolds like a gigantic tapestry, a cosmic picture show, forms and colors of Everything That Is writhing and whirring beneath his feet, above his head, filling him with wonder and excitement.continues at Wickedly Sickwicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo |

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actualising actuallyI never thought, until I did. I'll keep re-inventing myself until I forget how. I figure by that time it wont matter:) (Michael Kawitsky a.k.a. Schwann) sins and blessings"God" is one word covering a multitude of sins and blessings. feeling freeFree will is the freedom to choose how to experience reality. ex nihilo nihil fitSomething is. Everything is. Anything is. Nothing is

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One's view of God ...an atheist or a pantheist? (does it matter): Philosophy Forums

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medusaeyes.com short fiction illustrated with pre raphaelite images / paintings

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Secrets imprison knowledge, constrain understanding, obscure true pathways. Some secrets throb with power, sparkle with the colours of alchemy. continued at wicked and sickwicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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Nothing is evil. Nothing is empty. Nothing is non-existent. Nothing is not. more at manic memeswicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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Waking Ambroseincludes some tales involving demons

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Prostrate before a periwinkle cool images

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Old wizened trees gazing on forevertheir eye-leaves slowly drifting into a velvet hazeextend their praise to blacknesscontinues at hellgrown poetrywicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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Logo Designer David Airey is celebrating his one-year anniversary for his graphic design blog, and is holding a contest worth $4,000! You enter the contest by blogging about it with the details and linking to David’s website. You can get additional entries by linking to the sponsors and subscribing to his RSS feed or Email updates.wicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo |

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"You know what they say about fortunes? They come true in strange and bitter ways... in unexpected, unpredictable ways... particularly if you seek to tell them or know them... And most especially the thing of fortunes is..."more in this vein at 666wicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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No Absolute Truthclassic mickey-taking, an absolute hoot, deriding derrida you might say

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The Principle of Proper Interval Locality

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Meta « meta|verse

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all kinds of stuff: Kid Design Geniuses - Vintage Halloween Costumes very cool site. amazing artwork / visuals.

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Very Slight Stories: Boy in Box Meets Girl in Wheelbarrow I like the artwork on this. Check out Henry's site, it's cool.

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One day, advanced extra-terrestrial beings from another galaxy came to Planet Earth. This was not the first time the aliens had come to the Planet, so they were very surprised at the dramatic extent to which the level of bio-diversity had fallen since their last visit.continues at little odious verminwicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to

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The Synchronicity of Indeterminacy: About Creativity

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Wearied by zer lifetime quest, ze stares into the embers of a dying fire, and weeps. Zer tears float weightless through the twilight, evaporate into tiny sparkling jewels, then fall to earth—cold grains of sorrow, their magic spent. continues at very short storieswicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) |

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Pacing the icy hallways and crystal corridors of the Fortress of Solitude, Superman pondered the meaning and purpose of life, and the fate of those who depended on him. Alone. Sad. Tired. He ventured forth seldom these days into so-called civilisation.continues at very short storieswicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (

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In the Office of the Lost & FoundThe dust lies thick upon the groundUpon the windowsills and tablesAnd the cornices and gablescontinued at hellgrown pathetic poetrywicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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The end of the world is nigh; 2012 to be precise. Or so the myths and legends of several different cultures predict. And considering the state of the world today, and the state of our so-called culture, you'd have to admit it's looking pretty bleak.continues at metaphysical mumbo-jumbowicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (

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Once upon a Frosty FridayIn the merry month of MaySeven sisters swore a secret pactThat bound them to their dying day.continued at hellgrown pathetic poetrywicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

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stevens happy accidents

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Do you call yourself a Pantheist? - MysticWicks Online Pagan Community and Pagan Forums and Spiritual Sanctuary

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cleanVIBE -> Interested in spirituality? This site has some pretty "out there" stuff, but entertaining as far as it goes...

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-47601403105935967482007-08-13T06:09:00.000+10:002007-08-13T06:11:56.186+10:00

Reality scales up as well as down, inside as well as outside, now as well as then.more at manic memes and other mindspace invaderswicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-44741320478927356372007-08-12T01:30:00.000+10:002007-08-12T01:33:44.680+10:00

What do we mean by "real"? Is matter more real than energy? Is a tree (in or out of the quad*) more real than the idea of a tree? Is a sound more real than a thought? Is actuality more real than possibility? continues at metaphysical mumbo-jumbowicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-16043893632060610992007-08-10T07:46:00.000+10:002007-08-10T07:49:06.142+10:00

One day dad went into McDonald's for a burger but it was quite busy and he had to wait in line. Also, the teenage staff weren't very efficient: one was flirting with a boy from her school, another was talking on her mobile,continues at very short storieswicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-57872588627028699012007-08-07T06:41:00.000+10:002007-08-07T06:44:18.011+10:00

OK. Let's get real. Here's how you make magic. Here's how you kill Schrödinger's cat. Here's the secret. The big one. The Philosopher's Stone. The Elixir of Life. The One Ring to bind them All. The Real Thing.continues at metaphysical mumbo-jumbowicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-78297951849686336052007-08-05T10:39:00.000+10:002007-08-05T10:41:29.993+10:00

The carrier beam of intelligence has not finished decoding but meanwhile us carbon life forms are busy self destructing and running amock on the planet... more at: Ground zero - tribe.net

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-82840573316071080752007-08-04T21:19:00.000+10:002007-08-04T21:21:34.364+10:00

Last night, I took two dried chillies and crushed them between the fingers of my right hand, sprinkling the red fragments onto the rice upon my dinner plate. Later that night, I masturbated. Fuck! Talk about burning with desire!more at 666 very short storieswicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-45456199063087951022007-08-02T06:33:00.000+10:002007-08-02T07:04:18.363+10:00

The belief that artificial intelligence does not and cannot exist is the product of small and narrow context-dependent thinking. Well-ordered complexity is the breeding ground where life and other dynamic processes emerge, whether the substrate is carbon or silicone, meat or metal or plastic.more at manic memeswicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories |

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-43798477075958923652007-07-30T00:00:00.000+10:002007-07-30T00:00:52.589+10:00

Power Perception & Will: Chapter 1: The Beginning of Awareness

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-32727081298529910632007-07-29T23:48:00.000+10:002007-07-29T23:49:39.740+10:00

blogmotherauthorised bulletins from the Army of Truth & Light Forever (ATLF)

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-25032513067527933702007-07-29T23:45:00.000+10:002007-07-29T23:46:42.078+10:00

BlogScope - scabrous this site seems to be about searching for blogs on particular topics or using particular words, and then graphing the data

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-61869401977521437762007-07-22T21:16:00.000+10:002007-07-22T21:19:26.645+10:00

As you feed, the gentle drops of blood caress thy cheeks like crimson tears, my love, sweet morphogenetic memories of all the times we’ve slain together, a line of corpses stretching to forever.continues at pathetic poetrywicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-82484828009468761132007-07-19T06:55:00.000+10:002007-07-19T06:58:23.144+10:00

One day dad went into McDonald's for a burger but it was quite busy and he had to wait in line. Also, the teenage staff weren't very efficient: one was flirting with a boy from her school, another was talking on her mobile, continues at Wicked and Sickwicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-49856415154479878282007-07-19T06:51:00.000+10:002007-07-19T06:53:57.117+10:00

Around a defiant fire, huddled the last Remnants still loyal to the Imperium, survivors of the Barbarian invasion, gritty farmers and artisans with pain in their hearts and tin in their eyes. They had fled, yes, continues at Wicked and Sickwicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-18762966356838842402007-07-18T07:04:00.000+10:002007-07-18T07:07:26.669+10:00

A name is not the same as that which carries the name. The name of the game is the game of the name. As Shakespeare expresses it in Romeo and Juliet, "What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet". continues at Mumbo-jumbowicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-37462486535489766102007-07-12T07:00:00.000+10:002007-07-12T07:03:10.891+10:00

"How do I become enlightened?" asked the Student of his aged Guru, a gnarled and wizened personage of indeterminate gender. Sitting in padmasanam on top of a large boulder, on top of a high mountain, at first the nut-brown gnarly one treated the question with the stupefied silence it deserved...continues at wicked and sickwicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-55059449731338511082007-07-10T07:01:00.000+10:002007-07-10T07:03:40.699+10:00

I first met D in 1989 when I started working for IBM in the Public Affairs team. As a newly arrived immigrant, it was all a bit bewildering for me: new job, new country, new people, new culture. He was a bald old coot in a rumpled suit, stinking of cigarettes, continues at wicked and sickwicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-23177935629562502582007-07-09T06:38:00.000+10:002007-07-09T06:41:56.462+10:00

A thousand years ago a fat and rancid Monk, Constidius, was contemplating his impending demise. Reclining fat and sweaty in a mouldy armchair in a dank and scabrous room within a cheap and nasty brothel, Constidius folded his upper lips over his lower lip and blubbered like a baby. The Barbarians were coming! continues at wicked and sickwicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-91446919771687721262007-07-08T00:45:00.000+10:002007-07-08T00:50:40.617+10:00

Facing the transformation; embracing the transformation.Not shirking or smirking, or shunning or running.Not faking or quaking, deriding or hiding.Not fearing or jeering, or sulking or skulking.Just hearing it, daring it, wearing it, sharing it.Just loving it, having it, seeing it, being it.wicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-70588708495969254782007-07-06T06:37:00.000+10:002007-07-06T06:41:00.732+10:00

In relation to Qantum stochasticity Einstein believed that "God does not play dice with the universe", failing to realise that God is the universe and therefore plays the game of creation with ezself. wicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-40350512250317022902007-07-04T06:26:00.000+10:002007-07-04T06:30:14.084+10:00

Here's a cute little meme-game anyone can play: List the different sets of which you are a member. I am a man. A human. Anglo-Celtic. Earning 100,000 per year. Biped. Father. Son. Green-eyed. Animal. Earthling. post continues at metaphysical mumbo-jumbowicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse (refresh/home) | multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-56232119215022151922007-07-02T07:00:00.000+10:002007-07-02T07:01:59.928+10:00

The idea that Deity stands (sits ?) outside Creation is anathema to the Pantheist. Happily, the idea is easily rebutted, by simple virtue of acknowledging the limitations of language, ie defining a New Term, Everything that Is (ETI) to include Creation, and then by equating Deity with ETI.wicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry | mumbo jumbo | very short stories | portal to the multiverse

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-67559833825066807872007-07-02T01:24:00.000+10:002007-07-02T01:25:01.875+10:00

Damn Data ¦ Crowley and the dawn of the UFOs (and much more besides) | Cabinet of Wonders

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-58656231257793097952007-07-02T01:14:00.000+10:002007-07-03T06:29:57.947+10:00

ANGLE THETA.NET: THE SAGA OF ANGLE THETA - BOOK 1 - THE GATEWAY

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-86120256106815481482007-06-27T02:26:00.000+10:002007-06-27T02:27:23.711+10:00

BlogMad >> insomnity

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-23216340025562326812007-06-26T23:52:00.000+10:002007-06-26T23:53:02.691+10:00

Reveries

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-39705892766254575072007-06-26T23:41:00.000+10:002007-06-26T23:42:48.183+10:00

jillosophy: Look Forward to Anger - Cristopher Hitchens

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-20697714629849062142007-06-26T23:37:00.000+10:002007-06-26T23:37:51.860+10:00

ON THE RIGHT !: Today's Political Cartoon: Protecting Our Borders and Controlling Climate Change

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-76568883611815295172007-06-25T00:22:00.000+10:002007-06-25T00:23:31.941+10:00

The Barefoot Bum: Its okay if they're brown

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-36878576973568472592007-06-25T00:05:00.000+10:002007-06-25T00:07:26.663+10:00

Teal Talking Raven Tells...: Chestnut Wands On The Lawn

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-48605436015663601612007-06-24T21:11:00.000+10:002007-06-24T21:33:07.218+10:00

you fall in love: you are love.you love life: life loves you.you have love: love has you.you love love: love loves you.love is not a force: love is force.love has no power: love is power.live long life: love long life.live long love: lifelong love.love never dies: love is alive.life is love: long live life.love is life: long live love.Copyright © S R Schwarz 2007. All rights reserved.wicked and

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-88348153300298909762007-06-20T07:18:00.000+10:002007-06-20T07:38:32.416+10:00

Should be "drunken-minded man" but who caresthe main thing is no-one can even think about selling their warescovered in vomit, sprawled pubes-up in a gutter(and I don’t mind what you mind about what I should or shouldn’t utter).We all have our escapes, the question is from what?Of course a drunken-hearted man cares not a jotHe's just some poor silly sod who's ripe for a fleecingeven in this age

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-5016095845344450602007-06-19T06:55:00.000+10:002007-06-19T06:57:43.097+10:00

"I'll tell you a story," the wrinkled old man said, the aged and nut-brown guru at the top of the world, "of good triumphing over evil, and the redemptive power of love. Of greed and lust, and stealth and deception. Of betrayal, osmidrosis, prosopagnosia, and autophagy, set in ancient Fryckenvorst...More at very short storiesCopyright © S R Schwarz 2007. All rights reserved.wicked and sick |

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-18967060551205304442007-06-19T06:47:00.000+10:002007-06-24T21:27:12.530+10:00

Once upon a wonderful time, when the world was new and the sky was blue and the lambs frolicked in the meadows and the bears shat in the woods but carefully cleaned up after themselves, and people loved each other and never was heard a troublesome word...Nah! Nobody wants to hear that story..."I'll tell you a story," the wrinkled old man said, the aged and nut-brown guru at the top of the world,

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-46947416504703110662007-06-18T06:49:00.000+10:002007-06-18T06:52:27.052+10:00

Can there be morality without God or gods? First, let's talk about absolute and relative values. I believe all values are relative, and absolute values do not exist. Take murder for instance. Most cultures today would condemn murdering children as "bad" or "wrong", but in many ancient cultures including the Carthaginian and Aztec cultures child sacrifice was regularly practised on a large scale.

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-80254185613529168972007-06-18T02:28:00.000+10:002007-06-18T02:30:47.364+10:00

It was Thursday 4 April, Children's Day in Taiwan, and therefore an appropriate day (mum thought, wrongly) to take little Jonnie shopping for zer first god. As they entered the store, Godz-R-Us, with its row upon row of shelves piled high with glittering gods of all shapes, sizes and natures, Jonnie seemed anxious. "Oh don't be such a Nervous Nellie," said mum, "when I was your age, and grampa

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-88165737471533732182007-06-15T06:39:00.000+10:002007-06-15T06:44:04.719+10:00

As a person who has carried a heavy burden of anger for most of his life, I have found the following technique for controlling anger very effective and very useful. This three-stage technique (thought, word, deed) is based on the proven yoga of visualisation and affirmation.Stage 1, Thought. Start taking a long, slow, deep breath and visualise these words scrolling across a screen in front of

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-83124292918197275052007-06-14T06:42:00.000+10:002007-06-14T06:46:47.087+10:00

Once there was a very advanced species of lifeform. Their civilisation was so glitteringly sophisticated and required so much energy to keep it going that they had to construct special devices around entire galaxies to capture every last smidgin, joule, erg, electron-volt of energy emitted from all the suns within all those galaxies.After a while they realised that even those huge amounts of

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-72223450015558124532007-06-13T06:40:00.000+10:002007-06-13T06:42:52.219+10:00

Pacing the icy hallways and crystal corridors of the Fortress of Solitude, Superman pondered the meaning and purpose of life, and the fate of those who depended on him. Alone. Sad. Tired. He ventured forth seldom these days into so-called civilisation. Alienated and profoundly depressed, he no longer sought to wreak justice upon the wrongdoer. Apparently indifferent to the plight of the

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-29785834989264370212007-06-12T06:33:00.000+10:002007-06-12T06:34:24.451+10:00

Here's an actuarial challenge: prove mathematically that for any species, humans say, the number of people who have ever died is greater than the number of people still alive at any given moment in time. This proof, if it exists, has important consequences re the concept of reincarnation. ...HOMECopyright © S R Schwarz 2007. All rights reserved.wicked and sick | manic memes | pathetic poetry |

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-45213714989682112422007-06-11T23:02:00.000+10:002007-06-11T23:04:30.963+10:00

Once upon a sad and empty time, was born a little girl, Cassandra, who could have changed the world, if she'd been permitted, or at least, that was how she would come to see it, many years later. Because you see Cassandra had been given many gifts at birth by Apollo and other Supernatural Beings (SB's) which abounded in that part of the multiverse, in those days. Among her many gifts was that of

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-17243907667389584712007-06-11T01:20:00.000+10:002007-06-11T01:22:20.995+10:00

The pure ontology of this diagram has nothing to do with metaphysics or mumbo-jumbo for that matter. However, moving up one level of abstraction you could say that the self-referentially ironic nature of this post does in fact warrant its inclusion. And certainly, this caption itself is a fine example of mumbo-jumbo. However if you really insist on a halfway meaningful rationale for including

masterymisterynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4141430898295871131.post-13996705815871735822007-06-08T06:28:00.000+10:002007-06-08T06:32:43.067+10:00

What would you say to a person who--brimming with intelligence, talent and creativity--consciously and deliberately sabotages zer potential and walks a path leading to destruction of self? What can you say about a person who--since the dawning of zer own awareness--has sought mediocrity in order to knowingly cripple zer soul? What would you say about a person who assures zerself that zer descent

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