Hakks come with me to France and we will get real french food and find some cute frenchmen.
omg i went to an event for my firm had at a hotel in midtown and one of the event/space people was this super hot french boy named leo
i was like wtf i didn't know this was a bachelorette party
and then somewhere in astoria beast was suddenly struck with a singular, inexplicable need to cry
Hakkes can I make-out with Beast at PAX this year?
This decision is yours not his.
if you can pay the fee yeah like people i say this all the time there's a rate card please consult
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ThomamelasOnly one man can kill this many Russians. Bring his guitar to me! Registered Userregular
I seem to be starting to acquire a patch of white hair at my temples. This seems like nature telling me I need to dress as Reed Richards for Halloween next year.
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MrMisterJesus dying on the cross in pain? Morally better than us. One has to go "all in".Registered Userregular
Or, as more winter-appropriate
Persephone the Wanderer
In the first version, Persephone
is taken from her mother
and the goddess of the earth
punishes the earth—this is
consistent with what we know of human behavior,
that human beings take profound satisfaction
in doing harm, particularly
unconscious harm:
we may call this
negative creation.
Persephone’s initial
sojourn in hell continues to be
pawed over by scholars who dispute
the sensations of the virgin:
did she cooperate in her rape,
or was she drugged, violated against her will,
as happens so often now to modern girls.
As is well known, the return of the beloved
does not correct
the loss of the beloved: Persephone
returns home
stained with red juice like
a character in Hawthorne—
I am not certain I will
keep this word: is earth
“home” to Persephone? Is she at home, conceivably,
in the bed of the god? Is she
at home nowhere? Is she
a born wanderer, in other words
an existential
replica of her own mother, less
hamstrung by ideas of causality?
You are allowed to like
no one, you know. The characters
are not people.
They are aspects of a dilemma or conflict.
Three parts: just as the soul is divided,
ego, superego, id. Likewise
the three levels of the known world,
a kind of diagram that separates
heaven from earth from hell.
You must ask yourself:
where is it snowing?
White of forgetfulness,
of desecration—
It is snowing on earth; the cold wind says
Persephone is having sex in hell.
Unlike the rest of us, she doesn’t know
what winter is, only that
she is what causes it.
She is lying in the bed of Hades.
What is in her mind?
Is she afraid? Has something
blotted out the idea
of mind?
She does know the earth
is run by mothers, this much
is certain. She also knows
she is not what is called
a girl any longer. Regarding
incarceration, she believes
she has been a prisoner since she has been a daughter.
The terrible reunions in store for her
will take up the rest of her life.
When the passion for expiation
is chronic, fierce, you do not choose
the way you live. You do not live;
you are not allowed to die.
You drift between earth and death
which seem, finally,
strangely alike. Scholars tell us
that there is no point in knowing what you want
when the forces contending over you
could kill you.
White of forgetfulness,
white of safety—
They say
there is a rift in the human soul
which was not constructed to belong
entirely to life. Earth
asks us to deny this rift, a threat
disguised as suggestion—
as we have seen
in the tale of Persephone
which should be read
as an argument between the mother and the lover—
the daughter is just meat.
When death confronts her, she has never seen
the meadow without the daisies.
Suddenly she is no longer
singing her maidenly songs
about her mother’s
beauty and fecundity. Where
the rift is, the break is.
Song of the earth,
song of the mythic vision of eternal life—
My soul
shattered with the strain
of trying to belong to earth—
What will you do,
when it is your turn in the field with the god?
The cold wind says: Persephone is having sex in hell
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MrMisterJesus dying on the cross in pain? Morally better than us. One has to go "all in".Registered Userregular
get some culture, chat
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CambiataCommander ShepardThe likes of which even GAWD has never seenRegistered Userregular
I think I like The Dawn Will Come because it evokes in me the same feelings that actual, classical religious hymns evoke. Too often video game music is, you know, video gamey. The Dawn Will Come doesn't sound like a video game version of ancient hymns, it sounds like an ancient hymn.
"If you divide the whole world into just enemies and friends, you'll end up destroying everything" --Nausicaa of the Valley of Wind
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So we do this charity at work through the salvation army where you buy toys for needy families based on suggested ages and items on the tag they provide. I grabbed 3 tags for boys 7-9 and one tag for a girl 7-9.
For the girl i hear that this new "Password Journal" is a big request by young girls. I'm thinking of getting that plus some Disney Frozen stickers and a Frozen Pen.
And for the boys i'm thinking:
Naturally, with extra darts.
Is that a good enough present for the Girl?
"Look, all I know is that this cord was plugged into my house and your house was glowing like the freakin' sun. So, I put two and two together there and decided that you're pissing me off." -Carl Brutananadilewski
In regards to the advocates of his former empire: “I was going to have them all executed… the Royal Advocate talked me out of it.” -Shadowthrone (Emperor Kellanved)
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face down ass up that's the way we like to eat our fancy meals
Hakkes can I make-out with Beast at PAX this year?
This decision is yours not his.
would you say yooooou've become
comfortably numb
baguette slung over his shoulder is 100% ironic tho
i believe you because i am uncultured and know not of these strange french customs
NNID: Hakkekage
who are you to say
Acculy i was thinking QC and Sparrow, both of which were apparently featured on his show.
They are so amazing.
if you can pay the fee yeah like people i say this all the time there's a rate card please consult
NNID: Hakkekage
Persephone the Wanderer
is taken from her mother
and the goddess of the earth
punishes the earth—this is
consistent with what we know of human behavior,
that human beings take profound satisfaction
in doing harm, particularly
unconscious harm:
we may call this
negative creation.
Persephone’s initial
sojourn in hell continues to be
pawed over by scholars who dispute
the sensations of the virgin:
did she cooperate in her rape,
or was she drugged, violated against her will,
as happens so often now to modern girls.
As is well known, the return of the beloved
does not correct
the loss of the beloved: Persephone
returns home
stained with red juice like
a character in Hawthorne—
I am not certain I will
keep this word: is earth
“home” to Persephone? Is she at home, conceivably,
in the bed of the god? Is she
at home nowhere? Is she
a born wanderer, in other words
an existential
replica of her own mother, less
hamstrung by ideas of causality?
You are allowed to like
no one, you know. The characters
are not people.
They are aspects of a dilemma or conflict.
Three parts: just as the soul is divided,
ego, superego, id. Likewise
the three levels of the known world,
a kind of diagram that separates
heaven from earth from hell.
You must ask yourself:
where is it snowing?
White of forgetfulness,
of desecration—
It is snowing on earth; the cold wind says
Persephone is having sex in hell.
Unlike the rest of us, she doesn’t know
what winter is, only that
she is what causes it.
She is lying in the bed of Hades.
What is in her mind?
Is she afraid? Has something
blotted out the idea
of mind?
She does know the earth
is run by mothers, this much
is certain. She also knows
she is not what is called
a girl any longer. Regarding
incarceration, she believes
she has been a prisoner since she has been a daughter.
The terrible reunions in store for her
will take up the rest of her life.
When the passion for expiation
is chronic, fierce, you do not choose
the way you live. You do not live;
you are not allowed to die.
You drift between earth and death
which seem, finally,
strangely alike. Scholars tell us
that there is no point in knowing what you want
when the forces contending over you
could kill you.
White of forgetfulness,
white of safety—
They say
there is a rift in the human soul
which was not constructed to belong
entirely to life. Earth
asks us to deny this rift, a threat
disguised as suggestion—
as we have seen
in the tale of Persephone
which should be read
as an argument between the mother and the lover—
the daughter is just meat.
When death confronts her, she has never seen
the meadow without the daisies.
Suddenly she is no longer
singing her maidenly songs
about her mother’s
beauty and fecundity. Where
the rift is, the break is.
Song of the earth,
song of the mythic vision of eternal life—
My soul
shattered with the strain
of trying to belong to earth—
What will you do,
when it is your turn in the field with the god?
The cold wind says: Persephone is having sex in hell
Do you have any financial assistance programs in place?
You want to put BEAST!'s ass on a payment plan?
outcall only pls
Well maybe just his abs
As far as I'm concerned it's not actually possible to form a party without Dorian in it.
For the girl i hear that this new "Password Journal" is a big request by young girls. I'm thinking of getting that plus some Disney Frozen stickers and a Frozen Pen.
And for the boys i'm thinking:
Naturally, with extra darts.
Is that a good enough present for the Girl?
In regards to the advocates of his former empire: “I was going to have them all executed… the Royal Advocate talked me out of it.” -Shadowthrone (Emperor Kellanved)
Handles: LoL-Emerging, BF4/Hardline-Whiskeyjack227, Steam-Fragglerock, HOTS/Blizzard-Whiskeyjack#1333, Life-Jason
On average, this thread was zooming by at warp 3.4
@Donkey Kong will create the new thread
@Echo is backup
I'm going to pick it up next week.