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[QUOTE=Devastate,Dec 20 2011 03:11am][QUOTE=Devastate,Dec 20 2011 06:07pm][QUOTE=Kookaburra,Dec 20 2011 06:06pm]perhaps the clinging of an unboard child developing in the last two weeks of the whom is most important that in child birth might meen 7 hours of misery and pain but a lifetime of happiness sirta i KNOW ive been there at least when i was born[/QUOTE]

i forgot to add the lady my mom was about 20 years old when i was a year and a half and dropped me on my head[/QUOTE]

he previous fear factor of the big bang box you can read on this site was due to existence colapsing basincally worlds and universes disaapearing usual usual in big bang boxes escape the fear in the future in hope you get harmony sometimes you do sometimes you dont up until balance to bend time needs a rest for time machines and 1 million witches on earth as back up for nights templar under the stairs and paranormal research in the hot water tank i learned about reading satans bible when levey said he could be heard by millions church of satan needs to back that up

and id like to sponser that justifiable universal alien law givers i always hear deap in space every inch of every second i believe being rightious

on this day it was propesized that on the time period of the expansion of the universe balance time machines would go up and evil alien worlds decived many as to incourage the unpift of its spiritual properties in hope it would take place instead however its fluxuating in a painful on the tempal sorta way and my awareness it reaveles to be extremely dark like a pyramid of yoyoes going up

this image i see was under the stairs and alaso sorta in movement in the balance of my front room where i put my bibles to gain faith

it would be quite amazing if evil suggested if they lost a war they would condemn existence evil alike in fashens like these for obvious reasons such as if they lost the war there whole lives they could be slaves 11 minutes ago - 4 days left to answer. Additional Detailsand lets say the prophesy was premature[/QUOTE]

Wtf u talking bout[/QUOTE]

Just a few things that'll make people go NUTS!

Make beeping noises when a large person backs up.

Change your name to John Aaaaasmith for the great glory of being first in the phone book. Claim it's a Hawaiian name, and demand that people pronounce each A.

Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.

Chew on pens that you've borrowed.

Invent nonsense computer jargon in conversations, and see if people play along to avoid the appearance of ignorance.

Wear a LOT of cologne.(WARNING: This could backfire!)

Sing along at the opera.

At a golf tournament, chant "swing-batatatatatata-suhWING"

Ask the waitress for an extra seat for your "imaginary friend".

Go to a poetry recital and ask why each poem doesn't rhyme.

Ask your co-workers mysterious questions, and scribble their answers in a notebook. Mutter something about "psycological
profiles".

Select the same song on the jukebox fifty times.

Do not add any inflection to the end of your sentences, producing awkward silences with the impression that you'll be saying more any moment.

Never make eye contact.

Never break eye contact.

Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears.

Holler random numbers while someone is counting.

That shit is done backwards for sure.

The dream-web of myth has fallen away; modern man has emerged from ancient consciousness like a butterfly from its cocoon, or like the sun at dawn. The great coordinating mythologies of the past are now known as lies. The problem today is one of rendering the modern world spiritually significant. A transmutation of the whole social world is necessary so that through every detail of secular life the vitalizing image of the universal god-man who is effective in all of us may be somehow made known to consciousness. -With apprecation to Joseph Campbell, The Hero With a Thousand Faces, Princeton UP, 1949, NY, pp.387-389.

This vitalizing image of my universal god
that fills every atom of existence with a
richly allusive, poetic imagery, a metaphor,
a drama, for my path of spirituality, with
this man-god, this life, these words, at one
remove from what I see here, unlocking a
meaning, I must turn the key to open the
door of an autonomy of spirit in this world
of people and, like the butterfly, fly free
and light to suck yet again the nectar of
life on a flight-path carved out by destiny,
biology and fate: slowly, meticulously,
wittingly, methodically, until death removes
the colour, the form and the dance of life.