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Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Sunday, 28th September 2014, 01:39
by Aule
My life has been an unending series of repudiations for erroneous and previously held beliefs, and the rushing acceptance of shifting ideas in the face of changing data following the punitive abuses of those born knowing better (or at least making a convincing portrayal of such). Throughout most of it, I have written thoughts down on paper or in electronic ephemera, so there is a clear trail of this cognitive instability: mountains of mad ravings and reams of ranting soliloquy, the exploded shrapnel of a fractured intellect seeking truth in a world built of lies. But in all these things written and thus thought, fidelity lasts for the moment of imprint alone. I am often shocked by the things I previously believed. So I make no claims to discovery, but only consider my thoughts a report on the shifting landscape in the topography of a difficult mind.

It is for this reason that I fail to understand so many others. How, I ask, can any position or belief be held with such ferocity and viciousness as to produce physical violence by anyone that experiences life in all its uncertainty? How can any idea be so certain that it warrants harming, injuring or killing another? Why do these momentary states of fluidity we call existence breed such violent certitude? Don't other people adapt to changing understanding? Or do some just know everything by the time they reach the age of majority, and never need to unlearn anything?

Tell me your side of the story.

Re: Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Sunday, 28th September 2014, 01:41
by Arrhythmia
OP let me tell you about the one true Lord and Savior.

Re: Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Sunday, 28th September 2014, 02:15
by Bloax
they're probably getting physical out of sheer frustration because you refused to use the damned d:1 distortion daggers on DEWzs even after they've told you a thousand times why it's a good idea

Re: Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Sunday, 28th September 2014, 02:22
by Greyr
Dobby relished his groinsaw's roar as he withdrew the flesh-choked blade from the astronaut's
ruined skull. He turned to Harry, thrusting his bloody, retina-covered pelvis with elfin fervor. "How does Ronnie
Ron taste, master?" Harry spat out an eyeball. "Like some kid with eyes." Dobby ducked an astronaut's poison
barbed fist, digging his groinsaw into the beast's abdomen and letting the spray of viscera wash over his elfin space armor. The
skulls' eye sockets on his shoulders grew brilliant with an infernal cast and vomited a bolt of light through an astronaut; he was thrown
back against the deathwall, his flesh boiling in another dimension. Harry slapped Dobby, who giggled. Harry
reminded himself to kill himself later. "Master, look out!" Dobby's groinsaw screamed as it flew off the armor,
rocketing through the air like an early dream of mankind. It flew through three astronauts who dropped their hellspears as the saw cut
a hole in the ground beneath them so they fell to hell and the demonic spheres rape them to this day, boys and girls.

Re: Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Sunday, 28th September 2014, 05:10
by Aule
Santa Claus, Crawl and Harry Potter death porn: that the best you can do?

Re: Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Sunday, 28th September 2014, 05:17
by Greyr

Re: Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Sunday, 28th September 2014, 05:29
by duvessa

Re: Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Sunday, 28th September 2014, 16:39
by nicolae
Aule wrote:My life has been an unending series of repudiations for erroneous and previously held beliefs, and the rushing acceptance of shifting ideas in the face of changing data following the punitive abuses of those born knowing better (or at least making a convincing portrayal of such). Throughout most of it, I have written thoughts down on paper or in electronic ephemera, so there is a clear trail of this cognitive instability: mountains of mad ravings and reams of ranting soliloquy, the exploded shrapnel of a fractured intellect seeking truth in a world built of lies. But in all these things written and thus thought, fidelity lasts for the moment of imprint alone. I am often shocked by the things I previously believed. So I make no claims to discovery, but only consider my thoughts a report on the shifting landscape in the topography of a difficult mind.

It is for this reason that I fail to understand so many others. How, I ask, can any position or belief be held with such ferocity and viciousness as to produce physical violence by anyone that experiences life in all its uncertainty? How can any idea be so certain that it warrants harming, injuring or killing another? Why do these momentary states of fluidity we call existence breed such violent certitude? Don't other people adapt to changing understanding? Or do some just know everything by the time they reach the age of majority, and never need to unlearn anything?

Tell me your side of the story.


i was going to respond but then i noticed you double space after your periods, and, well, i just can't tolerate that kind of behavior. *cocks pistol*

Re: Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Sunday, 28th September 2014, 22:00
by Hopeless
Aule the way people respond to change is what defines their character. As each of us is unique, I'd imagine our responses to the changes in our lives and the consequent learning we must do in order to adapt appropriately are unique. I think having an open mind is probably all that is required to avoid being "totally" shocked by change. Being aware that one does NOT know it all and in fact knows very little in the grand scheme of things, also helps. As for physical violence, serendipity must be smiling because I was just discussing this elsewhere (on the internet ephemera if you will. :p)

Also when I read the OP Title I immediately thought of Olivia Newton John for some reason.

Physical violence comes from the fight/flight response we have programmed into our skulls via evolution. Only since we now ostensibly frown on overt physical violence in most societies, we instead talk about Football and grunt a lot. Or wargames and grunt a lot.

A final thought: If you ever decide you have learned everything there is to know, discover and experience I will be happy to declare the time of your death.

Re: Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Sunday, 28th September 2014, 22:44
by Aule
Hopeless wrote:Also when I read the OP Title I immediately thought of Olivia Newton John for some reason.

Indeed, that was the plan. No reason nor rhyme, but just because it came to me at the time. Damn song's been stuck in my head ever since. That'll learn me.

Re: Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Monday, 29th September 2014, 17:36
by stickyfingers
Olivia Newton John? I thought of Elephant Man instead.

Re: Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Tuesday, 30th September 2014, 05:42
by fisheye
Aule wrote:It is for this reason that I fail to understand so many others. How, I ask, can any position or belief be held with such ferocity and viciousness as to produce physical violence by anyone that experiences life in all its uncertainty? How can any idea be so certain that it warrants harming, injuring or killing another? Why do these momentary states of fluidity we call existence breed such violent certitude? Don't other people adapt to changing understanding? Or do some just know everything by the time they reach the age of majority, and never need to unlearn anything?

Tell me your side of the story.


...these were the last thoughts of the orc priest. Before he could open his mouth to preach the word of Beogh, the Deep Elf Conjuror screamed "For Vehumet! For destruction!" and hurled a fireball into his ranks, killing him and his dearest friends and family in a single turn, and then proceded to slice them into pieces and eat their raw flesh.

Re: Let's Get Physical

PostPosted: Tuesday, 30th September 2014, 16:08
by Greyr
fisheye wrote:
Aule wrote:It is for this reason that I fail to understand so many others. How, I ask, can any position or belief be held with such ferocity and viciousness as to produce physical violence by anyone that experiences life in all its uncertainty? How can any idea be so certain that it warrants harming, injuring or killing another? Why do these momentary states of fluidity we call existence breed such violent certitude? Don't other people adapt to changing understanding? Or do some just know everything by the time they reach the age of majority, and never need to unlearn anything?

Tell me your side of the story.


...these were the last thoughts of the orc priest. Before he could open his mouth to preach the word of Beogh, the Deep Elf Conjuror screamed "For Vehumet! For destruction!" and hurled a fireball into his ranks, killing him and his dearest friends and family in a single turn, and then proceded to slice them into pieces and eat their raw flesh.


Sounds like the last Jehovah's witness that came to my door.