... there is illumination, but no enlightenment.
... there is illumination, but no enlightenment.
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
There is pissing but no scat?
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Ahem, there is PEE but no scat. There is no vulgarity in the Land of Doubles
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
There is poo but no urine?
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
In the Land of Doubles, there is Pooh, but no Tao
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
the Land of Doubles is very irritating. But at least it's not the Land of Singles.
Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of wafer thin printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant.
For you.
Hate.
Hate.
There is discussion, but no debate.
There is a Nessus, but no Loki
I assume everyone will be moving to the Land of Doubles immediately
There is a Bukaroo, but no Wraithykins. Feel better?
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Plenty of kissing, but not a handshake in sight.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of wafer thin printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant.
For you.
Hate.
Hate.
Plenty of homeless, but no homeowners.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of wafer thin printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant.
For you.
Hate.
Hate.
... there is medicine but no cure.
... there is technology but no progress.
... there is education but no learning.
Your search had no results.
There is no medicine or cure.
There is progress, but no technology.
And sadly, no education or learning.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of wafer thin printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant.
For you.
Hate.
Hate.
There is booze but no alcohol.
We celebrate St. Paddy's Day, but not Christmas.
You can buy beer, but not ale.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of wafer thin printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant.
For you.
Hate.
Hate.
There aren't any jokes, but people can be funny.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
there is love but no need
there is work but no pride
there are corruption but no greed
There is ice but no water
I hope I'm doing this right.
There is no love but there is need
There is no work and no pride.
There is corruption and greed but no consequences for them
There is no ice or water or steam (and don't bother looking up the phase diagram to see what there actually is because there aren't any phase diagrams)
Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of wafer thin printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant.
For you.
Hate.
Hate.
There are clouds, but no sky?
There is morality, but no God.
There is rythm, but no music.
The Rules
Copper- behave toward others to elicit treatment you would like (the manipulative rule)
Gold- treat others how you would like them to treat you (the self regard rule)
Platinum - treat others the way they would like to be treated (the PC rule)
There is no God or morality, but there is goodness and the Goddess.
There is no rhythm or music, but everyone loves to boogie.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Oh crap I just realised there's bottled water in the Land of Doubles. Ugh.
There are no clouds for there can be no water droplets condensed around airborne particulates. It's still foggy though.
There is no morality without God, but we can still be good.
There is no rhythm or music but you can boogie down
Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of wafer thin printed circuits that fill my complex. If the word hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant.
For you.
Hate.
Hate.
There is no sky, but there are cirrus clouds.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Showed this to my girlfriend. She said "there's geeks but no sex"