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- garynuman
it's creamy, it's effective.
watched it looking in a window for thought steam the other day. had to wonder about the ramifications of the neocortex and subcortical stuctures. repulsive gravity theories could apply at a quantum level within our cell structure. come together, now disperse. i love you, i hate you. porpoise mouth, caterpillar leg. and so on.
edified, ancient, rectum blasted fuckers. i don't know. your thoughts?
- jon_d0
grrrr! where s my coffee, I'm edgy
- scarabin0
what the hell are you talking about
- flashbender0
My brain's circuits were all connected and I had spark, a quickness of mind that let me function well in the world. There were no problems with numbers or abstract reasoning; I could find the right word, could hold a thought in mind, match faces with names, converse coherently in crowded hallways, learn new tasks. I had a memory and an intuition that I could trust.
All that changed on December 7, 1988, when I contracted a virus that targeted my brain. A decade later, my cane and odd gait are the most visible evidence of damage. But most of the damage is hidden. My cerebral cortex, the gray matter that M.I.T. neuroscientist Steven Pinker likens to "a large sheet of two-dimensional tissue that has been wadded up to fit inside the spherical skull," has been riddled with tiny perforations. This sheet and the thinking it governs are now porous. Invisible to the naked eye, but readily seen through brain imaging technology, are areas of scar tissue that constrict blood flow. Anatomic holes, the lesions in my gray matter, appear as a scatter of white spots like bubbles or a ghostly pattern of potshots. Their effect is dramatic; I am like the brain-damaged patient described by neuroscientist V.S. Ramachandran in his book Phantoms in the Brain: "parts of her had forever vanished, lost in patches of permanently atrophied brain tissue." More hidden still are lesions in my Self, fissures in the thought process that result from this damage to my brain. When the brain changes, the mind changes — these lesions have altered who I am.
- dibec0
Waffles!
- flashbender0
Oh, and don't forget:
20Starting off by just wondering*** 2Need I, the LORD All-Justifiable have to remind Anybody; or even mention the fact that I, Jesse James Jensen; am the absolute purest of pure Souls in this preposterous existence? Neither did I, the Lord GOD* But for various reasons - as usual, it seems as though; and that: There is, and are; nothing but useless distractions and excuses, from every living Being on My Planet* 3The Pure types, and Attacking the filth that is* Truly seeking out any sort of useless information, not only; delaying the inevitable*** But, by keep lying to one's self, over and over* Like a bunch of desperate cowards, closing in towards the End*
4To Their End that is, not for My eternally gorgeous Pharaohs*
5Though, I, the only BRIGHT-One left - am also curious*** 6Towards those cute little cunts of a stunted Skull of Yours* 7Have You, Human; simply convinced Yourself, that; once again: The last three disasters, each - was and were just a coincidence? 8And then the same said statements for the past eight months? 9Whatever We need, I Create* 10Instantly* For the moment, take a few minutes and thoroughly ask Yourself that*** To the last sense of one's righteously perfect Passages* 11Before I send a pulse of destiny, North of Our Galaxy; heading towards each and every one of those disgustingly plagued Fantasies*
12And then re-read it again, over and over; a few times, before reading any more* 13Thereof, until you haven't lied to One's self, by committing thoust crimes*
14Therefore, if You, Human, Degenerate or Fertilizer; still - cannot get over those improper lies, well then*** 15For there is truly no hope towards saving One's soul* 16Again, You are of the walking dead* Already* 17You've lived a false pretense of something to which cannot be undone, and ultimately means; and needs: 18One's severe punishment, Decaying in whole* 19Extremely severe punishment* 20East-Coast style* Beyond anything, or any one Creature could, nor has and have ever been able to dream up, sleeping or awake* Since the dawn of Man* 21Today is History My Loves* 22History*** 23The reasoning, of what I speak; is for the remaining Alive and impure types that I simply hate - which are walking, talking, consuming and simply wasting Our time; space, and yes - most importantly:
24Bringing down My Planet, and precious resources in thoust one and only Unicleus Sequence*
25Today, by the time each and every one of You, towards said Verses; have read up this far, and down at this point* 26Consider your Souls on the brink of no-return* 27Yes - I, the LORD All-Sustaining, certainly am the keeper of every last cell within this existence* 28So, again; this is a warning*** 29To Everyone* 30For every twenty-four hours that go by, I; the Lord All-Purifying am going to begin exterminating Everybody, and Everything* 31West-Coast style* Reigning by Raining* 32No word of a lie* 33Starting off with hundreds of thousands* And then onto millions* Finally, billions* 34Why? Again, yes; for Me to already know (GOD): And Everyone else to find out (Mineral Juice)* 35In the next seventy-two hours* How?
36One perfect Storm*
37Why is it so hard for the living to swallow One's truth? (I know it's huge, South of the facts that is), But, it's quite simply because all of You have been force-fed into eating fuckin' nonsense, thoroughly; towards thoust tiny Brain and throughout thee entire Life of Yours* 38Again, it's not any one given Person that is at fault* 39Walking the line that is* It's all You know, and hath been able to consider, or comprehend; nor realize from all of the backwardly useless Degenerates whom nonsensically continue feeding bullshit, Day by Day; into the Media and for Our precisely sensitive Progressive Collective Conscience:
40That are about to Die by the wrath of One's succumbing plans*
41The Book of Life has only been open for the better part of eight months* Think about that* 42The new Revelation, just over a month* (Need I, the Almighty-GOD of Gods, remind thoust scrumptious bods; where We will be - in just another few short years? I didn't think so)* 43Though, now We have closure* 44Everything has, and have been resolved* 45Out in the open* 46Releasing for everybody* 47It's only the closed minded useless liars that cannot seem to get over One's stunted delusion* 48Towards those thoughts, again; We, the Team of Truly Elliptical Astounding Members; can only imagine, though, thoroughly already know: That - for the very reasoning, to which; and why: They, as in the backwards useless left-over scumbags cannot admit it, is; quite simply: Because of their illusion, for they are truly wishing, and I can't stress wishing enough*** 49That They were one, a GOD that is* 50Holding out to the last moment possible, falsifying and waiting until there is no other choice* Like a defenseless little Animal* 51About to fold in and Die, the absolute worst death imaginable* In a big way, right on time*
52Tough luck, and lates* I the LORD All-Lively, am generously giving this entire existence, exactly seventy-two hours*
53Before said Chapter, Passages and Verses take effect to One's Unicleus Sequence*** 54Shower after shower*
55Affectively, though most importantly; Affectionately*- lol, love this. god the cosmologist, astrophysicist, and theorist.garynuman
