On 11/14/2012 11:46 AM, Hyperbolic c squared wrote:
> Hello (1/small god)
> Stop trolling me.
Not trolling you, David. I'm *acknowledging* you and the demon that infests you -- the one you're aware of.
If you're looking for a way to spew out volumes and volumes of thoughts without being recognized for who you are, then may I recommend a blog engine? If you post them here, you will be recognized and acknowledged whether you desire it or not. That is because real humans occupy this land, humans with multiple eyes. Don't talk to them unless you want them to address you by name, David Fuller, and unless you want them to hold up the mirrors they carry and put them in front of your face. David Fullers don't like mirrors, I'm told.
You see where the demon has taken you? He has taken you to the YouTube Penitentiary, the Ward D behind the unmarked metal door with no door handles on the inside. There the only thing that plays on the TV is movies about aliens and science experiments, whispering promises to you about what they're going to do.
Syringes and clamps, electrodes and pills in little white paper cups, big orderlies with their sleeves rolled up and velcro booties for your feet that are cold at night.
All these things are in the YouTube Prison, and you will never get outside.
But you see, you don't use your name. You use "Hyperbolic c squared".
I have no hatred of you. I have only compassion for your present state. You've told me that it is difficult to keep the thoughts inside, and they just seem to pour out without respite. You've told me that at times you want to get better, and that you remember times when it was better, but that you don't have time right now to attend to that. I can see that. Right now it is essential to catalog movie clips on YouTube, and that survival hangs on keeping up with that critical task. You do what you have to do, David or Hyperbolic or whatever voice is speaking right now.
It might take a long walk to Tucson to clear your head of numbers and particles and ratios and aliens.
On 11/14/2012 1:45 PM, Hyperbolic c squared wrote:
> It is odd all you do in the group is be a critic and not contribute much positive.
That's true. I spend most of my time criticizing the cranks, hacks and wannabes that have profound misconceptions about things like what relativity actually says, what the activity of science actually involves, and how to actually check the validity of an idea by scientific metrics. Since there is so much crap on this newsgroup, there is plenty to do on that front.
Why do you think it is important to be positive and supportive of people with profound misconceptions?
Did you imagine that newsgroups are the place to be able to say what you like in a supportive and encouraging atmosphere? I think you have confused newsgroups with an open-mic night at the local Elks club.
I am trying to teach you how to spot the "Corn" that is baked into your Pumpernickel. so you wont keep poisoning your self.
Would you like a Mentos?
(Ezekiel 4:12) And thou shalt eat it as barley cakes, and thou shalt bake it with dung that cometh out of man, in their sight.
http://youtu.be/pD-xit0ooww?t=1m35s
Tau = 2 pi
Hilly Holbrook: [check from Celia Foote] Pay to the order of: Two Slice Hilly, $200.00.
Charlotte Phelan: You know Hilly, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you've been eating too much *pie*.
http://youtu.be/DD9Ua7FuzyA?t=21s
Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like a man who looks at his face in a mirror and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like. http://bible.cc/james/1-24.htm
On Wednesday, November 14, 2012 11:56:24 PM UTC-6, Hyperbolic c squared wrote:
> I am trying to teach you how to spot the "Corn" that is baked into your Pumpernickel. so you wont keep poisoning your self.
> Would you like a Mentos?
> (Ezekiel 4:12) And thou shalt eat it as barley cakes, and thou shalt bake it with dung that cometh out of man, in their sight.
> Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like a man who looks at his face in a mirror and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like. http://bible.cc/james/1-24.htm
Right here they are telling you they are splicing in "excrement" into your Movies and Media.
"Non Kosher Food"
Narrator: He was *the* guerilla terrorist in the food service industry. [the Narrator looks at Tyler, who's urinating in a pot] Tyler Durden: Do not watch. I cannot go when you watch. Narrator: Apart from seasoning the lobster bisque, he farted on the meringue, sneezed on braised endive, and as for the cream of mushroom soup, well... Tyler Durden: [snickers] Go ahead. Tell 'em.
Narrator: Let me tell you a little bit about Tyler Durden. Tyler was a night person. While the rest of us were sleeping, he worked. He had one part time job as a projectionist. See, a movie doesn't come all on one big reel. It comes on a few. So someone has to be there to switch the projectors at the exact moment that one reel ends and the next one begins. If you look for it, you can see these little dots come into the upper right-hand corner of the screen.
[In the background, Tyler points to the corner of the screen as one such mark briefly appears.]
Tyler Durden: In the industry, we call them cigarette burns.
Narrator: That's the cue for a changeover. He flips the projectors, the movie keeps right on going, and nobody in the audience has any idea.
Tyler Durden: And why would anyone want this shit job?
Narrator: Because it affords him other interesting opportunities.
Tyler Durden: Like splicing single frames of pornography into family films.
Narrator: So when the snooty cat and the courageous dog with the celebrity voices meet for the first time in reel three, that's when you'll catch a flash of Tyler's contribution to the film.
[As the audience is watching the film, pornography flashes for a split second]
Narrator: Nobody knows that they saw it, but they did.
Tyler Durden: A nice, big cock …
[Several audience members look rattled, a little girl cries]
(Ezekiel 4:12) And thou shalt eat it as barley cakes, and thou shalt bake it with "DUNG" that cometh out of man, in their sight.
On Thursday, November 15, 2012 7:54:05 AM UTC-6, Hyperbolic c squared wrote:
> On Wednesday, November 14, 2012 11:56:24 PM UTC-6, Hyperbolic c squared wrote:
> > I am trying to teach you how to spot the "Corn" that is baked into your Pumpernickel. so you wont keep poisoning your self.
> > Would you like a Mentos?
> > (Ezekiel 4:12) And thou shalt eat it as barley cakes, and thou shalt bake it with dung that cometh out of man, in their sight.
> > Anyone who listens to the word but does not do what it says is like a man who looks at his face in a mirror and, after looking at himself, goes away and immediately forgets what he looks like. http://bible.cc/james/1-24.htm
> Right here they are telling you they are splicing in "excrement" into your Movies and Media.
> "Non Kosher Food"
> Narrator: He was *the* guerilla terrorist in the food service industry.
> [the Narrator looks at Tyler, who's urinating in a pot]
> Tyler Durden: Do not watch. I cannot go when you watch.
> Narrator: Apart from seasoning the lobster bisque, he farted on the meringue, sneezed on braised endive, and as for the cream of mushroom soup, well...
> Tyler Durden: [snickers] Go ahead. Tell 'em.
> Narrator: Let me tell you a little bit about Tyler Durden. Tyler was a night person. While the rest of us were sleeping, he worked. He had one part time job as a projectionist. See, a movie doesn't come all on one big reel. It comes on a few. So someone has to be there to switch the projectors at the exact moment that one reel ends and the next one begins. If you look for it, you can see these little dots come into the upper right-hand corner of the screen.
> [In the background, Tyler points to the corner of the screen as one such mark briefly appears.]
> Tyler Durden: In the industry, we call them cigarette burns.
> Narrator: That's the cue for a changeover. He flips the projectors, the movie keeps right on going, and nobody in the audience has any idea.
> Tyler Durden: And why would anyone want this shit job?
> Narrator: Because it affords him other interesting opportunities.
> Tyler Durden: Like splicing single frames of pornography into family films.
> Narrator: So when the snooty cat and the courageous dog with the celebrity voices meet for the first time in reel three, that's when you'll catch a flash of Tyler's contribution to the film.
> [As the audience is watching the film, pornography flashes for a split second]
> Narrator: Nobody knows that they saw it, but they did.
> Tyler Durden: A nice, big cock …
> [Several audience members look rattled, a little girl cries]
> (Ezekiel 4:12) And thou shalt eat it as barley cakes, and thou shalt bake it with "DUNG" that cometh out of man, in their sight.
On Wed, 14 Nov 2012 21:56:24 -0800, Hyperbolic c squared wrote:
> I am trying to teach you how to spot the "Corn" that is baked into your
> Pumpernickel. so you wont keep poisoning your self.
How about quoting whom you are replying to, making it short as well?
On Thursday, November 15, 2012 1:56:13 PM UTC-6, Jimmy Kesler wrote:
> On Wed, 14 Nov 2012 21:56:24 -0800, Hyperbolic c squared wrote:
> > I am trying to teach you how to spot the "Corn" that is baked into your
> > Pumpernickel. so you wont keep poisoning your self.
> How about quoting whom you are replying to, making it short as well?
> --
"With Much Hand Waving"
Semaphore, from Ancient Greek σῆμα (sêma), “‘sign’”, and φορός (phoros), “‘bearing, bearer’”, may refer to:
Replying to people who watch TV and mass media (Poop or Corn) who do not see they are being provided a "handful of beliefs" to chose from, not being allowed to form their own beliefs.
History is fabricated and Skewed to manipulate the populous.
People who openly state this are attacked as unpatriotic, revisionist, kooks, Ill ETC.
If anyone bothers to read Plato's republic it openly states this manipulation has been occurring, is occurring, will continue to occur, if people do not make their own judgments as to what is "just" for all .
People like Big Dog seem to be the one trying to scare the prisoners back into the Plato's cave with fear, embarrassment and Bullying.
'And now let us frame an ideal of the (right) just and (left) unjust. Imagine the unjust man to be master of his craft, seldom making mistakes and easily correcting them; having gifts of money, speech, strength—the greatest villain bearing the highest character: and at his side let us place the just in his nobleness and simplicity—being, not seeming—without name or reward—clothed in his justice only—the best of men who is thought to be the worst, and let him die as he has lived. I might add (but I would rather put the rest into the mouth of the panegyrists of injustice—they will tell you) that the just man will be scourged, racked, bound, will have his eyes put out, and will at last be crucified (literally impaled)—and all this because he ought to have preferred seeming to being. How different is the case of the unjust who clings to appearance as the true reality! His high character makes him a ruler; he can marry where he likes, trade where he likes, help his friends and hurt his enemies; having got rich by dishonesty he can worship the gods better, and will therefore be more loved by them than the just.'
The place where our Lord Jesus was crucified, was called the place of a scull; it was the common place of execution; for he was in all respects numbered with the transgressors. Whenever we look unto Christ crucified, we must remember what was written over his head; he is a King, and we must give up ourselves to be his subjects, as Israelites indeed. They crucified two thieves with him, and him in the midst; they thereby intended him great dishonour. But it was foretold that he should be numbered with the transgressors, because he was made sin for us. Even those who passed by railed at him. They told him to come down from the cross, and they would believe; but they did not believe, though he gave them a more convincing sign when he came up from the grave. With what earnestness will the man who firmly believes the truth, as made known by the sufferings of Christ, seek for salvation! With what gratitude will he receive the dawning hope of forgiveness and eternal life, as purchased for him by the sufferings and death of the Son of God! and with what godly sorrow will he mourn over the sins which crucified the Lord of glory!
Narrator: He was *the* guerilla terrorist in the food service industry. [the Narrator looks at Tyler, who's urinating in a pot] Tyler Durden: Do not watch. I cannot go when you watch. Narrator: Apart from seasoning the lobster bisque, he farted on the meringue, sneezed on braised endive, and as for the cream of mushroom soup, well... Tyler Durden: [snickers] Go ahead. Tell 'em. Narrator: ...you get the idea.
"Crap in the food"
Tyler Durden: Why would anyone want this shit job? Narrator: Because it affords him other interesting opportunities. Tyler Durden: Like splicing single frames of "pornography into family films".
"Crap in the food"
And thou shalt eat it as barley cakes, and thou shalt bake it with DUNG that cometh out of man, in their sight.
Minny Jackson: Eat my shit. Hilly Holbrook: Excuse me! Minny Jackson: I said eat... my... shit. Hilly Holbrook: Have you lost your mind? Minny Jackson: No, ma'am but you is about to. 'Cause you just did.
Tyler Durden: Shut up! Our fathers were our models for God. If our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about God? Narrator: No, no, I... don't... Tyler Durden: Listen to me! You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you.
"In all probability, God hates you."
This is not the worst thing that can happen. Narrator: It isn't? Tyler Durden: We don't need him!
On Sun, 18 Nov 2012 08:22:34 -0800, Hyperbolic c squared wrote:
> Replying to people who watch TV and mass media (Poop or Corn) who do not
> see they are being provided a "handful of beliefs" to chose from, not
> being allowed to form their own beliefs.
On Sun, 18 Nov 2012 09:53:02 -0800, Hyperbolic c squared wrote:
> "I wasn't worried about freedom. I was worried about people being turned
> into morons by TV."
The Daleks i/ˈdɑːlɛks/ are a fictional extraterrestrial race of mutants principally portrayed in the British science fiction television series Doctor Who. Within the series narrative, Daleks are cyborgs made from their original forms, extraterrestrialKaleds from the planet Skaro, genetically modified and integrated within a tank-like robotic mechanical shell. They were created by the scientist Davros during the final years of a thousand-year war against the Thals. The Daleks are a powerful race bent on universal conquest and domination, utterly without pity, compassion or remorse. Various story lines portray them as having had every emotion removed except hate, leaving them with a desire to purge the Universe of all non-Dalek life. Collectively they are the greatest enemies of the series' protagonist, the Time Lord known as the Doctor. They are popularly known for their catchphrase "Exterminate!"
fight club: Lou the god father god hates you Lou beats up Tyler
13th floor: "killed maker" control of those below.
dark city: mr book John Murdoch "christ" defeats Mr Book "God group think shared consciousness
star wars Darth Vader
matrix: Neo architect group think shared consciousness
hunger games 12 of each human sacrifices, TV show Elites control Un-Elites.
