k revel everyone is not arol, only arol is arol, you win. the point is that the truth stands for itself, so i do too, and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it, which puts your tiny power trip right in its place doesnt it. doesnt matter anyway. cheers.
Posted by: . on 03-28-08:
right, well i guess expecting that drastic of a process acceleration isn't rational is it. *shrug* well if it makes any difference,I myself as Steve,am NOT a wound up nature show host or school shooter or some random person who cant manage to get off their ass without external encouragement or anyone else I killed who's name was Steve.THAT Steve is DEAD in the final context of the word and no one in their RIGHT MIND cares, to continue identifying with him as a living being.This is ludicrous.
Every so often I come across or invent a couple of words that I think
I may be able to use in a song later. Since I write so infrequently, I USED TO record these
little pokemons in my Wizard (an electronic personal organizer my old boss Harris gave me,
a sure sign of a business geek)(geek +, I have now migrated over to a Handspring, which is Palm Pilot copy after the Wizard ate dust)(since I went on my own in 04, I don't really track anything anymore, now in laate 2005 I forget most of the good thoughts I have). Some are from books, some are from friends, and
most I made up my damn self.
This is the list in its entirety. Some of these phrases have been turned into songs
and lyrics, others are still waiting for thier day in the sun. Many won't make sense, and
many more will barely seem interesting. They are listed
from newest (a few days old) to the oldest (some are as old as 1995).
the ghost hollerred "I'll fuck your soul in hell"
Eating apples through a sock
Vision politics
When Stupid became glamorous
I feel a little heartache everytime the cell phone chirps
Bully Teardrop a Hard On Fantastic
Weaponized Heartache
Me eat clouds by cuntface railroad
How to stuff a wild bikini
Heroin Mule
Fucksworth Dynamo
The romantic image of me.
Hot pants and pumps
Stouffers, Beam, and a big fucking broken heart
Optimism must pay off now and again to be taken seriously (so does pessimism)
The new secret: learning to arrive and travel simutaneously. (this might be the only way to succeed. Its "stop and smell the roses" or "enjoy the ride", but much more important and central.)
The Thousanth Doorjamb
One key point of the SALARY is to keep employees disinterested in their personal gain for most work decisions.
The plume of brilliance
In the context of a doctor's office, your favorite things sound like bad ideas
The boy whose heart fell out
Never create false dependencies
People can plainspeak through any peice of rubbish with the same skill as a technical lexiconer
Blood like thud
On Christ: if his policy and teaching's are the true message, then the special attributes of his birth, crucifixion, resurrection, and magical deeds are completely irrelevent - including his 'son of god' status. Without these he's a second rate Ghandi, or even cocktail party philosopher. (why is this? you can't go to church and not worship a deity)
30 Pack lullabye (banks)
The unfortunate bastard and the meticulous bitch
Assembling people in an office is not a way to make a company
Crack for Fat People
Kmart DaVinci
101 things you can shove up your ass
Friends always knock with their feet (because their arms are full of gifts)
No one cares if you fail
The country life lacks vice, technology, sex and commerce - making it thoroughly unlivable
Am I having fun? Am I drinking or fucking?
Christians for carwrecks
Whores for technology
Its OK for them to have their medicine, I just want to to be able to say in a condescending way "here's your medicine you greedy lazy losers"
Villiany for losers
Douchebags for Donna
A talking trash can!
Old white men are responsible for the serious woes of the world, but they also brought us up from the wild where we would be bringing handfuls of poisonous berries back to our lean-tos.
The nobility of the impoverished
Even roaches have babies (Chris Rock) - nor is there skill in eating a steak or drinking cognac, but nonetheless, these are the profundities of life.
Ashton Fuel and The Attack Dogs of Compassion
(She's so old) her e-mails are made of wood
Athieism is no reason to spoil the holidays
There is tyrrany in all employment.
Till's hammer: forego all structural subtleties when bludgeoning someone over the head
You can smell the dink on him
A career of bill paying
The soused romantics
Did you make breakfast in your underpants?
Assholes like me would make their own pants if they knew how to sew
The core of changement management, organizational development, teamwork theory and everything else in this space is to remove everything childish and thoughtless from human behavior and be left with reason and productivity.
No industry is more complex than the sum idiocy of all the jackasses who work in it.
That ole' tired cunt, those boring boring old fags
May grief by your feast, and dread make your bed
The mouthwash sundays
Jackass penguins
The pragmatic optimist
The Passionate reasonist
A man's character is defined by his preferences, and the breadth of things he has known preferences for
With the exceptions of love and drunkeness, happiness is a direct result of either production, consumption (or both)
Bismuth kisses (pepto kisses)
Rumble!
I'd rather sit in my castle and have my monkey butlers bring me crack sandwiches.
The attack dogs of human kindness
My economy
Man's constant battle with his stomach
Eliminating false dependencies
He's universally incompentent in all the activities he ignores
Helltown Nemisis
Art for monkey
a new venue for your happenis
fuck yea america.
something sad
blue ruin
growing dark spaces
stop smell the flowers vs. Lying in the flowers and getting up evere so often to do something
eat big fuck
girls being bothered with the creation of the universe when choosing a TV show is a challenge.
the dump in bimsfield
hand me down underpants
means of bill paying
Army of children
March came in like a jerk
The Great Dying
Panthalasas the super-ocean, pangea the super-continent
Americanism and the Americanist
the hungry maw of the starving
Men of appetites
the man who started to tell the truth
Two hours closer to death
The death of Nimrod
the hyper obsession of the super ghost
Wave goodbye, fucking drive
Fixture of Evil
(to believe you is to beleive) No one likes video games, watching television is for idiots, and McDonalds makes shitty food
When they develop a deragatory word for breathing, I'll be that too
Fate stepped out of her well
The boy who was a genius and didn't care
A wardrobe of little murders
Circus Mook
The sight of color
Country before country was cool
I am the architect
My real-life wife
the man with bombs for shoes
The Christmas wife
Man in nature is wholesale death
Surgeon at the dairymart
Corvette City
Ashton fuel
Holiday funbags
The dude who doesn't dance
Asthma dance party
Five finger bonus
Jeff the poop
Kept me working and stole my booze
The relentless p[ersuit of destruction
How to fight a girl
The man who sidestepped his fortune
Shadows draped on the mountain
Anger served with love
Yankee jawbox
Travel mug till
Hot blood pancake
You know you? Well go fuck it.
Hot beer katillion
Buttfuck emoticon
Profoundly bored
Damn the tropopause, the mesopause
Lost in the parking lot
How to drive drunk
The don't run school buses at midnight, do they?
He visits smartsville sometime, just visits.
All the bad decisions
The sad and useless 19 year old
Me the adult
The Nonmnemonic
More making out with the HD
Million dollar failure
This long and embarrassing life
Angry drunken doctor
At the end of a life of work, death remains
Crimes of the dancefloor make-out artist
Craig the guesser
Cool water for drinking
The fragile hinge by which our scheme sways
Penis reason
Jaw of the jackass
Pelvis of the helmut
Splash index
The horny piano teacher
Lucky pierre
The human rule
The man of the forest
The ghost who fell in love
Sadness three ways
We young and handsome gentlemen
Success in politcs and bowling (how to be large, white and strong)
Lord of the sweater vest
Diarhetic lovesong
Possessed by the girl in the window
Interesting like a traffic jam
Things have never been better, I just wish they'd get better sometime (quoted from Norm from cheers)
Manifest destiny
I hope this fucking actuarian dies before I do
The remaindermen
My lover the assassin
Heroes of the intolerable daydream
Strategic like a heart attack
Rockmen to the faraway nowhere
Sudden inexplicable death
Jackrabbit and the method of murder
So boldly clever (not) to discover god doesn't exists
No one needs to understand the smarts behind a blowjob to understand its value
Wears her hardship like a medal
Dress her like a clown, put antlers on her head, put lipstick on her butt and pretend she's Patsy Cline eating corn dogs at the grand ole opry
Toil - Persevere
I fucked my computer (and my computer liked it)
How to be an adult
The hosipital in the ocean
Hell for leather
Teenage sex is far from wicked, but only if you are teenaged too
The luxury of depression
Library time!
Big weepy memory
Imcompetence can be compensated with hard work, long timeframes, and aggressive, unapologetic engery
Decent humor is typically cruel
Mr. Gates may very well be our greatest public servant, and the most heroic figure of our age
The battle against evil
Cheap is for losers
...Like animals, but legal to fuck
Men of ability don't have needs, just desire
Clown college
Spackle and caulk
Stupid yesterday
Please don't bury me on snake island. Its loud, and lonely, and for heaven sakes, there might be snakes!
Our drunk drunk drunk secretary
Generic Retard Hat
Exoatmospheric Kill Vehicle
Suzy Poptartits
...and a shiny vaginy!
My job is trying to consume me
The unindicted co-ejaculator theory
Drawing the girl around the pussy
The sidewalks littered with dead birds
Everything that didn't want to fly, hung
Trapped in a circle of vaginas
The little boy who was hit by lightning while playing baseball when it wasn't even raining
Hudson Debacle
Sympathy for the $50 million plus set
We plied the girls with music, until thier skirts hit the floor
(on why we drink) They're dumb, if you gave them sticks they would beat themselves to death
Kept in the little teepee between her legs
Big dumb idea
The Day my face turned inside-out
I can't hear the music beyond the notes
Minorities are so humourless towards bigotry
Unhappiness is the hallmark of virture
The obscenity of her talent
Man is not descended from monkeys, he is a monkey
One hundred billion dollars
Gin goblin
Business is merely the pedestrian activity of procuring food and shelter, whoever introduced the notion that it is more exciting than hunting, or more satisfying than gardening, must surely have had shit for brains
Artist don't deserve money
The splendid air
The precision of stupidity
I'm happy when its cold
Until its done, working to the point of exhaustion
The abominalbe snowman
The Incredible Petosky stones
The precoscious three
Rows and rows of girls, typing away
Desire under the elms
The rubber industry loves the rubber industry
The end of inimportance
My liver, my spleen, and the big green alcohol machine
Speaking in absolute terms typically makes people seem stupid
A universe of disappointments
As intellectually challenging as lying to children
School isn't supposed to teach kids anything, its just to shake the idiot out of them
Sick days are for women, we gave the men "death and dismemberment" insurance
My age of disenchantment
poob (combination of "poo" and "boob")
The moment I emotionally disengaged
I keep a gun in the bun of the hair of my bitch
Erectus
Two little sisters
God reaches into her underwear and rips out her pussy and says "I've got your pussy! Brrrrrrr!"
The constant activity of shortening my life
Since I work for you, I guess you work for me
Why are you so stupid
You can buy my approval
The inbred super-polack
Rules and exceptions
The muddy buddies (Muddy Buddy and the bloddy undies)
Daydreams in my underpants
Vodka sleep
All of my ambition
Veronka's Bloody undies
Model of my affection
Fuck Animal
The goddess fabric
She wakes up tired
100 percent of people die
Not for all the pussy in Worcester
The impossible maiden
Your heart will pound pound pound
Penisgeek chrestomathy
Bucket of tits
The Whole goddamn world
Custodians of the sacred heritage
Truth, Love, and Beauty
The Sloppy Trencherman
The dandy highwayman
the Price of money
Four sausage solute to happiness
Fuck you
Daddy drinks because you cry
Margie was so bad that her mother stopped loving her
America's Lear
Everybody's drunk on Christmas Eve except for your uncle Steve (because he's a recovering alcoholic)
Christmas is like slowly dying when nobody loves you
Merry Christmas, Motherfucker
Leverage your asshole
Planet earth ejector seat
New Year's Montreal
The Essential Cubicle Nosepicker
Some people like the entire organ, but I'm happy with just a good pianist
My hand itches when I can't sleep at night
Some black nigger ruttin' my Mayella.
Fantasy rapist
She made a lane cake so full of shinny it made me tight
Functions of a woman
Ain't no thing as a nigger snowman
Swimming with the terds
Empathy for Columbus
How to Kill, shit and fuck
All my ugly girlfriends
Nutrition is a waste of food
Blowwing the juice trumpet
Introduction to motion
Something's fucked about Meeta
Do not underestimate our ability to manipulate a situation
Pornorhea
Black cloud over Cambridge
The King of Diareah
Give a man a fish and he eats for a day, teach hi to fish, and someone may expect him to go fishing all the fucking time
Funky vagino
Teenage pussy crew (sub- Chinese Pussy Squad)
Mom's favorite bum
Agregate of Horror (e.g., ball of bees)
Is space a luxary or an impediment
The grain of diety in woman
A mile means nothing, provided you can walk
Chickens and pigs
You can still rock in America
Discouraging word
Drawer of knives
Murderman Oddessey
God Bless the Sundress
Bigger than atmospheric pressure...
Skunk works
The automatic cone company
She aggregates the fantasy and the profane
Disenchanted, demystified and still delusional
The moment you stop drinking is the moment you start hanging over
I don't want to go to work today
Failure for Dummies
He smelled one bath away from an assfucking
If you make me drink whiskey again...
Pepsi whore
Irvert the pervert
The funk to druck
Proof of Gravity
Gravity is most noticeable when apples fall from trees
Maybelynne please, I'm to drunk to type
Love for the living, life for the lying, lies for the loving
Push it through the elevator
The ugliest man alive
Beautiful like me
Oh shit, I pissed on the floor again
A shoe full of baby shit, the asprins spilled on the floor
All that crazy shit at your mother's house
How to kick ass and be god
I wish I was a firetruck
The guy who cared about it died
She made a metaphor to explain to the drunks why it was time to leave
k revel everyone is not arol, only arol is arol, you win. the point is that the truth stands for itself, so i do too, and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it, which puts your tiny power trip right in its place doesnt it. doesnt matter anyway. cheers.
Posted by: . on 03-28-08
right, well i guess expecting that drastic of a process acceleration isn't rational is it. *shrug* well if it makes any difference,I myself as Steve,am NOT a wound up nature show host or school shooter or some random person who cant manage to get off their ass without external encouragement or anyone else I killed who's name was Steve.THAT Steve is DEAD in the final context of the word and no one in their RIGHT MIND cares, to continue identifying with him as a living being.This is ludicrous.
Posted by: seventh cloners cloners clone's clone of a seventh cloners cloners clone's clone's clone on 03-19-08
everything is enchanted. enchantment is the more melodic synonym of entropic gravity touching closer to its etheric nature as you see it takes the cemetary out of the song in essence linguistically. take, for example, my radio. it's an inexpensive cd player and am/fm model with no tape player and no clock- i had the option to let my mom get me a pricier model because it was a birthday gift but the other model was unaesthetic. the brand name printed on it demanded attention. this little guy doesn't ask me to look at it. after my mom bought it for me i gave it back then bought it off her, which sounds like nonsense maybe but thats what i had to do for it to be mine. now its in my aparment sitting on the microwave, plugged into the wall (the radio is, not the microwave), but i never use it, nor do i intend to. i never turn it on. i don't own any cds and i'm not interested in the radio stations. it's just important, for some reason, that that thing is there. it's existence and presence in my apartment in and of itself is the manifested expression of the radio station i'm listening to, the radio, at least that part of it that is there merely to act as a mental reference point to the radio, to itself, to the essence of the here and now that is the true raw nature of time as it would otherwise be forgotten in the false context of memory. there is no music that is richer than this. there is no signal stronger than silence as all sound is contained within it. everything is enchanted by silence. the strength of an existences enchantment is measured by the strength of its silence. this is true for all of existence including within the context of music as expressed in the wake of silence.
Posted by: i agree on 03-17-08
revel is a coward on an ego trip. no argument there at all. i am you as you are he and you are me and we are all NOT -that- guy revel.
Posted by: . on 03-17-08
there's obviously a direct connection between time travel and the dimensions. when a person time travels the first thing that happens is that they effectively erase their original timeline, so there has to be somewhere for te traveller to be wen their originating timeline is gone, and that is the dimensions/dimensional existance, which is the same as the place refered to as the other side, which is accessable by degree of indisposal to physicality, of course. it i by order of the cessation of interest in the expression of the local timeline that the traveller is imparted visibility within this field, and this process may be expressed in varying degrees of speed. the traveller for example may wish to sift bulk from their observed expression or to purge it, perhaps in haste, which would lengthen the process, as more bulk would then be created while attempting to escape entropic gravity which no one can do on the other side or on this one.
Posted by: Emmanuel Teijeiro. Original creator of homestarrunner.com on 02-11-08
so i was like "i sure am the original creator of homestarrunner.com and i don't give a fuck who your two brothers think they are". and that was that.
Posted by: frog on 02-08-08
in response to "black lentil"'s prattle about sporky:
dude, how are you going to say that it's SAD that a kid named after a plastic fork and spoon combination i ate parfaits from kentucky fried chicken with when i was the same age he was when we were both on the farm does better growing up in the mainstream, using a username that's just a ripoff of kira's, and an incoherent one at that, and expect to be taken seriously? i mean, by anyone intelligent, obviously you succeeded in shutting down the thread and making a spectacle of hipforums moderatorship, but that's beside the point. or is it. heh. nevermind. good job genius.
Posted by: post regarding revel's ego trip in zendik forums on 01-28-08
Revel: (clears throat) Everyone (in the context of this dicussion) IS Arol, and everyone else here for that matter. You ARE a weak masochistic conceited bitch, and a failure at life. I AM intelligent and confident enough not to bother wasting my time either advising or commanding you to "get some class" as I DO recognize the boundary between my responsibility and yours, and that IS the reality you have to face every day of your life, waking or sleeping. I AM the winner of that and any other existing argument for that matter, and I AM at this moment as these words are spoken, a better zendik than you, a better man than you, and a better person than you, BECAUSE my response to life is YES, to knowing that the one bearing the devils advocate excuse is the fool, the martyr, the retard, and the loser, being yourself, in that matter, of course. Cheers (to me). Blan.
Frog
Posted by: whats wrong with my name on 01-25-08
god IS us, and wether or not i care about you doesn't need to be ADVERTISED. this dilema is the foundation of the zendik cult, which is founded and led psychically by me simply because i bear that name, and am conscious of it's fallacy, and THAT's what's behind zendik. That's the whole thing.
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