The Greatest Story Ever Told

my aussie goes with me everywhere in my pickup, setting up in the passenger seat so that people often double-take the odd looking person. my bumper sticker reads DOG IS MY CO-PILOT

went to see ANGELS & DEMONS yesterday. the opening scenes of collisions in the hadron super-collider are cool, but from there the science disappears. it is a great movie and i guarantee you will not see the ending coming. the catholic church is all freaked out that some of their history persecuting the illuminati is referenced, like nobody knew?
 
Dee Jay said:
As for the Bob image, the only time I'd seen it was from a Devo album but didn't know what to make of it and then rediscovered it only now.
J

Bob knows not the limits of time and space. He is/was/willbe. i am but a humble servant of the whatis, the whatisit, and the whereisit.
 
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Comedian Judy Tenuta was so subgenius, but I don't think she even knew it.

EDIT: woops, I just found her as a Saint on the SubGenius Callendar, cool!

http://www.subgenius.com/bigfist/answer ... Geniu.html < - - - freekin' annoying :x

http://www.subgenius.com/bigfist/answers/ARTICLES3/X0006_Calendar_of_SubGeniu.html

She was kooky but also cute.

I really enjoyed her comic stylings so I guess that makes me also a subgenious, and also without knowing anything about the The Church .

:shock: Wow... thinking way back...the music and other "A & E" (recreation) I exposed myself to permanently shaped my sense of humor. .

~ phew ~ thank Bob... 8)

(I thought it was just a passing phase)

FYI, I come from a cathaholic family... *rim shot* excuse me, catholic.. :lol:

J
 
Best podcast I've heard so far 8)

http://www.subgenius.com/ts/hos_logs/Hour_of_Slack_1194.html
 
Dee Jay said:
FYI, I come from a cathaholic family... *rim shot* excuse me, catholic.. :lol:

bob is also a recovering catholic.
 
All of you can just paypal me one dollar. How many membes is that now, 3000 or so? :lol: :lol: :lol:
 
Drunkskunk said:
NEW!
Post CRAZY FLAKES
With two Scoops of bonkers in ever bowl.
CRAZY FLAKES is an important part of a balanced Diet. They even stay crazy in milk!







I like crazy people. They add color to the human experiance.
But I won't drink any Koolaid he offers.

The correlation between CRAZY FLAKES and "The meaning of life", "Your purpose", "The larger picture", etc. posts seems to be much closer to one than other recognizable categories of posts. Why?

Just joking, man.

I think the OP is joking in the second post. But I'll still treat it as if it were generally serious...

Feelings are highly likely physically substantiated. Repeated patterned brain activity and cranial blood flow have been demonstrated during certain emotions, heavily suggesting the physical basis for emotions are neuronal activity and its associated biochemical machinery. We don't know more about that since we don't YET have more sensitive instrumentation for measuring neural activity on a broad scale! That's more a problem with current instrumentation than "The truth".
 
John in CR said:
Where is it again that I'm supposed to send all my money? :?:

I'd say ammo but thats what everybody else is doing. So I don't see it being worth much from a supply/demand standpoint.. :)
 
I think I will reply in bright blue between your lines, just giving my thoughts:

electricridefl said:
I've been desiring to write about this.

There has been a lot of science pointing towards the proof of what I will say here.

Believe what you want to believe.

I am in the group of the first hundred monkeys. Do doctors have the answer to health? Is there a magic pill? An extract?

What makes one brand of food better than another? Why is organic food more nutritious?

Q: IS "organic food" any more nutritious in any way at all? People like me wonder...


Can saying a blessing over a meal make a difference in one's health?
A: NO, not in my opinion. I do not believe in magic.

I'll just throw out some examples for you to ponder.
The first thing that struck me after watching the movie...
Q: WHAT movie? Not clear here.

...what the bleep do we know is the effect that a consciously directed thought
and associated feeling had on the atomic structure of water as viewed with electron microscope.
Reaction: I am getting lost, fast...sorry, but it's not connecting with my brain at all now.
Addendum: your lines above show every sign of "schizoid affective" thinking. It's nothing to be shamed or worried about;
the spectrum of "schizoid" disorders is as broad as the biggest rainbow. But, yeah, show your posting, the original, to an MD, a psychiatrist,

and the doc, competent or not, will likely say,
"this fellow is pure and good, but not connecting the Logical Dots like normal people do every day."

Don't worry. Be happy and see a doctor?
I've done so, myself: diagnosis, NORMAL, extroverted, hyperverbal, not depressed, not schizoid or bi-polar,
or any of that, which curses the lives of about ten or twenty percent of us all.


The water felt happy and the water felt sad. I know which one I would rather drink.
To me, ben and jerrys is the best ice cream. That was based on taste alone, and feeling.
And then I was presented knowledge about it. The people who make care about it.
Reaction: This strikes me as just so much touchy-feely babble. It is, frankly, like nonsense.
Yet I am reading very carefully,trying to get a handle on your thrust of thought.


The cows that make the milk are treated better and are happier. Do we act like a ckicken because we eat chicken?
Do we choose the chicken based on how it is prepared? Do we consider how the chicken was treated during its life?
And most importantly how the chicken was killed? I never thought like this.
Reaction: this now begins to make some sense. Is Elsie the Contented Cow making better milk for us? Good questions.
Chickens: are pretty brainless, from all I know of chickens. Feed them, and then off with their heads, poor clucks, my opinion.



Recently science has proven than organic food is more nutritious to our body.
CITE LINKS PLEASE?

Why? Because it experienced more love in its life. You can buy a chicken that was kept in a cage
or one that ran around free its whole life. Which was happier? Which is more nutritious?
Reaction: you are making fishes of wishes. You may be partly or fully correct, but, without supporting evidence,
it's just so much "i think god is real and lives in me" = not logical thinking, unsupportable statement.



What does God say about preparing meat? Do we even consider that it may be the most important thing?
Life is in the blood. Now consider this unnamed chicken place.
I happen to not believe, blindly, in "god" or other things beyond our understanding.
This would take us in a direction counterproductive to your aims, and such a "debate" is not of interest to me.
I just happen to be "atheist", which is NOT a belief system, nor system or order at all.



For some unknown reason, I just nevered cared much to go there. I had no reason. I just had no feeling for it.
But then I would look forward and enjoy another fast food chicken place.

I recently learned some information about this first chicken place. Someone told me this from some news show.
So this unnamed fast food chicken place, with restaurants worldwide, gets their chickens for cheap--from china.
Well, nothing wrong with that. Then he told me how the chickens were gathered up---
that they went along in a pick up truck and put the chickens into big sacks until full
and then tie up the bags with the live chickens inside, and leave the bags on the side of the road,
and then they would pick up the bags on their way back in.
Reaction: that seems so totally horrible. I am glad I am not a chicken, egg, nor farmer of poultry;
I'm not tough enough to kill living things myself for the eating. But, gee, that is so sad if it's true
Even chickens have "feelings" I do think. To be bagged and slowly suffocate in the sun...oh dear mankind!


The chickens were put into the bags alive, and then allowed to suffocate to death.
How is a chicken supposed to be prepared? You chop its head off and drain its blood out right away.
Is this important? What if a cow is tortured and then cut up into steaks? Does it matter? Mind over matter?
Do we order a steak at a restaurant as happy or sad?
Reaction: humane slaughter is the only "right" way. Quick and without the animal knowing in advance that it is to die. My opinion, is all that is.


Why was mom's home cooking so good? Because she cared and put love into it?
My Mom's cooking, dinner only, sucked, on purpose. She hated her family.
(Just getting a dig of real life in there, ha ah....)


Did you ever have a meal prepared by someone who was angry, unhappy? How was it?
SEE ABOVE :twisted:

Do you give thanks for your food? For any and all food?
Nope. I do not pray to peanut butter jars.

Or do you curse your food and complain about it?
Do you think that the food cannot feel your feelings towards it?
What is the greatest honor a plant can be given in its earthy life?
Reactions: I don't curse inanimate objects except in frustration, say, when I slip a wrench and cut myself in an accident.
Vegetables have no known, truly known to science, ability to feel pain nor pleasure. They are purely life; life without the mental worries.
Again, my opinions...



I used to be just like you. And I thought the same as you.
HUH? How were you just like me? Were you a gay guy at any time?
Were you a poor student in school? Have you ever been mugged, scarred by attackers?
Have you seen and handled dead bodies? Do you like to play no more than one game/round of Monopoly at a time?
(that's all me, ha ha, true)


Anyway, it wasn't because of something I did. I gave up. And then it was given unto me.
A single plant. My diet. Why do I talk crazy? It has nothing to do with any knowledge or religion or book or pill.
I am what I eat.


OK all you wrote is summed nicely in the closing paragraph. That's all you needed to convey to get me to understand your stance.
My "way"? I eat whole wheat and peanut butter and skim milk and cocoa powder and smoke cigarettes and lay on my ass 20 hours per day.
So far, I'm keeping alive. I think, in my case, the VITAL need I have to avoid all, real, stress, has allowed me to live my 55 years.
That's just me. EVERY person is different in outlook, diet, spiritual views, etc.
Maternal grandmother ate eggs and sausage every morning, never exercised, raised two girls, kept a husband for fifty years,
and lived in good health for, we think, 92 years. We think 92, but she was a liar in one respect: she never admitted to being more than 88.
POINT: she ate old-time "bad foods" and, somehow, maybe because she did not dwell on life-difficulties, she did not die young?
I dunno...so I try to avoid nasty stress: the hate, the grudges, and sometimes, I go have a Happy Meal at McRonald's just for a treat;
I will only live once, or so I figure. And I have a great many McRonalds free-food coupons to redeem yet.

This is truly an obsession of mine: to turn as many people onto the great Lucas.
This is the dessert of the meal I just LABORIOUSLY made in blue above: an hour expended in answering your rhetorical
and other statements. So I impose the video upon all, yet again.

Understand, by reading his biography, just how great he was.
And all he wanted was to troubadour his way into your home.
Men and women alike, loved Nick. HE CREATED the market for guitar,
which led, later to R&R guitar. Ask Sir Paul what he thinks of this guy,
and the original...it was in Technicolor, now lost...but not Nick...forever true:

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I guarantee you, thread-starter, and forum members,
this little home-made song of his, is the best soul food you can ever ingest.
I play it every, every day, and see more and more into or through the figurative mirror of his perfect self.
It heals the hurting heart, every time, this eighty year-ago performance

I love you...see? It's not even "gay".
It is, just Nick, giving care to others, just daily living, forever.

PS: he is not only not gay, but he is the longest-running performer in recorded show business history: over seventy years
until, at last, he said "goodbye" to all. He even wrote a song, late in life, about his having had a good life, and wishing you the same.
YT for other NL videos, including the last song, which leads right back to this one: his first film appearance.

PPS: and the real magic is here, there: HE KNEW that YOU would be seeing him in his prime again, even all these years later.
FIVE CENTURIES from today, the same will be true.
But as for now: he is still so close to so many millions of yet-living memories. Film, in particular, though, makes him truly immortal,
for whatever that concept, "immortal" counts: here, it counts for a very great deal of good, indeed. Better that Nick sings to YOU,
here, today, than lays at the feet of an imaginary "god". Real Christians know from the bible: all the dead of all the eras are dead and dust,
and cannot be "alive" again until after the much-vaunted Second Coming. Nick is non-existent, but, by scientific "magic",
he is fully alive for our needs today. :)

---
addendum: SEE, he KNEW that YOU would be seeing his VITAL message of love and acceptance, one hundred years from that day. But he, too, lives in his day and for the day, and he never, ever quit or lost interest. HIS is the best form of healthy egotism of them all.
HE could've been so much more famous; but he merely wanted to be Nick, and SHARE his natural talents, and make YOU feel good. If there were angels of mercy and love, at all, on earth, Nick is one such. He never fades, no matter the visual distortions of time, aging prints, and today's crude, flv;/ Youtube conversions. Note, please his extraordinary-good nuances of voice and bodily movements, not just the sweet voice and lucky good looks?

Truth!
 

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Add another shake of bird seed to this box of flakes.

I've been married to various diets over the years. Fasting is a kinder mistress.
Eating in the garden is dinner with the goddess.
I'm basically now an "opportunistic omnivore" with an aversion to bottom feeding arachnids, bi-valves and other shit suckers.

Dog eating Chinese flog and terrorise the animals before flaying them alive.
They figure the added adrenalin improves the flavour (vital energy?) of the meat.

I first adopted vegetarianism while working in a ritzy steak house.
 
There's a prize in every box!


Back in Highschool There was this girl who seemed normal enough, Popular, funny, Hot. Untill one day she started crying at lunch. She said her food was sad, and she felt like she was eating her raw veggies alive. I think it was a mistake on my part to point out that her vegitables were technicly still alive.
A few weeks later, she was admitted to a mental instatution.


The moral of this story is: "Seek professional help".
 
Drunkskunk said:
There's a prize in every box!


Back in Highschool There was this girl who seemed normal enough, Popular, funny, Hot. Until one day she started crying at lunch. She said her food was sad, and she felt like she was eating her raw veggies alive. I think it was a mistake on my part to point out that her vegitables were technicly still alive.
A few weeks later, she was admitted to a mental instatution.


The moral of this story is: "Seek professional help".
Exactly. That is a perfect, textbook-type true-life witnessing of the onset of
that most common and incurable (but treatable) mental disorder: schizophrenia.

She, if she did not seek medical help then and there, got worse.
Many schizophrenics become classified as "paranoid schizophrenic" or "schizo-affective".
Modern medications are pretty darned good at fixing veggie-eaters' guilt. :oops:

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All such good posts above. I single out, though, ZOOT, again.

Not a cough in a carload of ZOOT; soothing to the throat.

More Doctors recommend smoking ZOOT brand, than any other....


(Zoot knows the era and of what I am alluding to)

And Zoot is a wise, wise, seasoned, perfected human. Why then, must we all die,
just as we have managed to get all our five hundred duck-pins aright; one pin falls....and down they all go! :cry:


Cheers, anyway,
Fats Domino

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Drunkskunk said:
There's a prize in every box!


Back in Highschool There was this girl who seemed normal enough, Popular, funny, Hot. Untill one day she started crying at lunch. She said her food was sad, and she felt like she was eating her raw veggies alive. I think it was a mistake on my part to point out that her vegitables were technicly still alive.
A few weeks later, she was admitted to a mental instatution.


The moral of this story is: "Seek professional help".
Posting from Brazil. . .where the nuts come from:

When I sought psychiatric help, the doctor's attitude immediately told me that there was no help there unless I wanted pills.
That's when knew I had to replace the bike that had been stolen.
My soul became sick from being caged. Never mind the heart break of having just been dumped by the love of your life.
Building a new bike got me through the darkest days. We're talking missing time and murder/suicide plans kind of dark.
Growing a garden and riding like a madman pulled me through. I consider that the second time bikes saved my life.

I went on a live food only binge at that time. Wouldn't eat anything cooked. Lived on sprouts, garden produce, seasonal fruit and Essene bread.
The vital energy of the live food and the pure reality of riding and working the earth reconnected me with the living.
 
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