erik Posted September 16, 2003 Share Posted September 16, 2003 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Al_Pine Posted September 23, 2003 Share Posted September 23, 2003 "I passed a mirror today as I was walking down the street. I felt subhuman, dirty and insane. I think I saw myself as they see me. It made me look twice because I didn't recognize the face at first. What happens when the soul goes insane? The outside features remain the same. Except for the eyes, which take on a whole new sharpness and gleam. Inside, the soul is electrified, writhing with jolts of pain and unrestrained joy. Everything is dark and there are no walls. Just the endless spinning and swinging, like a pillar of diamonds hanging from a charged wire. Alive, alive, alive. When the body goes to sleep, the soul gets up and paces the room waiting around for the body to get up. Sometimes it doesn't. " Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
catbirdseat Posted September 23, 2003 Share Posted September 23, 2003 There is more to lummox than meets the eye. You got to read a lot of his post before you realize there is some intelligence behind the coarse facade. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sphinx Posted September 23, 2003 Share Posted September 23, 2003 catbirdseat said: There is more to lummox than meets the eye. You got to read a lot of his post before you realize there is some intelligence behind the coarse facade. Unlike you, were everyone knows there is nothing behind the facade! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
allthumbs Posted September 23, 2003 Share Posted September 23, 2003 Al_Pine said: "I passed a mirror today as I was walking down the street. I felt subhuman, dirty and insane. I think I saw myself as they see me. It made me look twice because I didn't recognize the face at first. What happens when the soul goes insane? The outside features remain the same. Except for the eyes, which take on a whole new sharpness and gleam. Inside, the soul is electrified, writhing with jolts of pain and unrestrained joy. Everything is dark and there are no walls. Just the endless spinning and swinging, like a pillar of diamonds hanging from a charged wire. Alive, alive, alive. When the body goes to sleep, the soul gets up and paces the room waiting around for the body to get up. Sometimes it doesn't. " Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scot'teryx Posted September 23, 2003 Share Posted September 23, 2003 lummox sucks ass and that's that. "may the hairs of one-thousand camels infest your armpits" Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
chucK Posted September 26, 2003 Share Posted September 26, 2003 "When you laugh at the lightweight, lard-ass armchair warrior, he gets very uptight because the bullshit game is not being played by both parties. The armchair warrior realizes that he is "playing with himself." This suits him just fine. He knows you better than you do anyway. Hey, if you don't go outside then you have to try and convince everybody that inside is cooler. What a prison that is." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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