| THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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it is begining to breathe. the markness. the old religion. the apoc is coming. the big change. it was forseen in the writings. the aenchants have spake of such. the elder guards. the fleshy beasts. etc. etc. this place works for me. there seems to be a quality influx of the young. collegiate. bright new minds. fresh livers. i live vicariously. i'm that age. that's what i do. but then, it's not just the younger. that half-voyeur half-participantness of the media, it is vicariory for all. seeing all these lives. oh, they say, it simulates a real social life. but no... i have a distinct non-sorabj life. and besides, sorabji.com is hardly social. sub-social maybe. if that. it's like a hallway of broken mirrors. everyone catches these little glimpses of other lives, but interpreted like fiction into the existing framework of mind. we can't smell the pheremones, we can't taste the air around their ears, mating like baboons with buffalo wings. where the lives mesh the mirror is less broken. you know people who are like that, you hang well with other people like that, you've had discussions like this and when you did you were happy drunk on cheep beer and dope galore and maybe the acid was in season and there you went. so the bigger the mirror the clearer your picture the better you connect. networks form. groupings. asocial groupings. and maybe it begins with a single group. outsiders come and go, if they sync they stay. otherwise they flee with their tails between their raw little asses. the group grows slowly, and smaller groups form. soon the division is distinct but unaware. born of its own will, silently, unnoticed. the automatons flow. it continues. it grows. grows. selfaware. conscious. it breathes. suuuuhhhhhhhhh fooooooooooooo the markness. suuuhh suuuhhhhhh fooooooooooooo cough. fuh. sputter. pus. foo. the government grabs hold. leashes everything. combines. stores. catalogs. sorts. topics are formed. meaning is assertained. the curtian shimmers. shifts. it breathes. i tell you, it breathes. |
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or something like that. the sorabji creation myth. rather than multiple asocial groupings I would prefer the study to be called multiple duplex ulterior transactions... that way I could use all of this research for a dissertation. multiple cuz there's alot of us. duplex because there are distinct pairings a happening. ulterior cuz there's always multiple levels of meaning in any given post - and this is the fun part - multiple interpretations by multiple people who never set eyes on one another, or got the ol tongue in ear - leading to innuendo and disarray of psyche. dissertation for one of those mailorder internet degrees, praise Bob! ah the old guard wheezes and farts, and to think I was just a newcomer - still am - so few months ago. where are the baptisms by Swine and Sem and the rest? gone are the rants about food ingested and dope done. the real sorabji nourishment unlike any other. I have made friends here. I wonder if it is time to move on? |
no offense to sem....just my pet peeve, you know |
Then I started thinking about Gee. I thought, "I miss Gee. *sigh*" And then I showed up again. Now she's nowhere to be found. Oh, woe! Gee, come back! |
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Hi Rhiannon! :) |
I must have got it all wrong or the universal translator must be offline, cause I figured he was talking about how this place is constantly changing (ie: breathing). Or is he saying there are cliques forming and that's a bad thing? |
i often come up with some of my best would be sorabji posts at home under the influence of Thelonius and mega weed. note its about 11pm last night when he wrote that. |
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That's Nate's speechin Portuguese. Now for the translation back into English (thanks babelfish!) |
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I think don't think Nate was entirely correct when he said that groups are forming within the sorabji ranks. I do belive however that whithin each topic we post someone takes one side of a discussion and others take a different view point. Although this may seem like groups are developing and we are begginging to choose sides, I disagree, we are only expressing that which is us. I'm sure more than one of us has some french decent in us, and if the above stated were false some of us would fold like paper napkins. We are individuals, and this is our conglomerate home... What I'm wondering is where did Amanda go? |
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God I want to be as cute as Nate or .... Gee. "Hello? Is this Customer Service? I want to talk to...hello? Hello??? HELLO????" Click. Click CLick. CLLIICKKKKK. West of the Mississippi it is snowing now. |
And hey while someone is taking requests, can I be cute too? |
Nates original post on this thread is somewhat confusing.When I filled out my membership application,it was clearly outlined in the by-laws,that by submitting said application,that one agreed to uphold in the highest standard,all of the rules and regulations pertaining to real or implied Sorabji activities.And that by filling out the "personal preference" section,in an honest and forthright manner,would facilitate placement of it into the right department.I am always surprisingly pleased,when I recieve my bi-anual dividend check,at how well the company is doing. |
I have a question though, I don't know if any sorabjites besides TBone and App, actually know what I look like? OR do you??? Have I sent a photo to anyone? More importantly Czarina have you see me, and if not how do you know I'm cute? I could be horribly deformed and grotesqe... Or just plaing funny looking??? To proove to God and all sorabjites alike, you can see me on my webcam, if its not on at the time I am, you can still see what I looked like last time I was on because I am that absentminded to leave the thing on for a continual basis... http://hermes.dirtyredcommie.com/~hal And if the rest of you don't agree with Czarina, well then you can... can... ok so I can't be mean right now, mind isn't capable. But if the person taking requests doesn't think so, how about a little help over here eh'? |
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Hal, you are cute. you look like a Hal. totally. |
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But that was just my interpretation. As for the "Big Vito" guy, its the hat isn't it? I think I've got more hair then that guy, I've had people tell me that if I take off the hat, and the glasses (or even with them on) I look like Robert Downy Jr. although I'm not sure thats a resemblence I would like to have, nothing in the world like being labled at cronic crack user right? |
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And happy B-day! |
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happy birthday pez. what's funny, or rather, what makes me a little sick, is that someone (not a sorabjiite) who shall go unnamed is considered to be the world's leading expert on "creating community online", and even is writing a book about it. this person has not come even close to facilitating the kind of real community that we have here. in fact, more unique, more intimate online communities have developed from simple email lists or listserv's than the kind of online communities this so-called expert has created. it makes me sick i tell you. this place is very special. i don't know why, or how to articulate the peculiar personality traits of Sorabjiland and its netizens, but i do know that i've been a part of many online communities since 1993 and none of them have close to being anything like this place. we are culture. |
Who's writing a book, Sarah? |
special. For all of Mark's depressed randomness, there is something very powerful here. Perhaps it is satan's severed head. I've been frequenting this place for, I dunno, two years or whatever, coming in from time to time under different names, then dropping out for months at a time. But I always come back. I spin outlandish tales of complete horseshit and make inane observations about things in my every day life. Generally my posts go unnoticed, but that's ok. I'm here to be a participant, not the star. Sorabji.com is a like a great old dive bar somewhere, full of seedy characters and maniacs. It's comforting to come back in after months of being away and still see nate and sem and gee and agatha and swine and all the others still here, still talking about the same random crap. As for cliques and circles? Probably, but I don't care. It's all good. It's all good. |
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It makes us want to fuck ass. We don't talk about it to the kiddies 'Cause they might freak and start reading Thucydides. |
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i won second place in my chili cookoff at work today, in other news. |
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mmm chili! that's what i'm going to make this weekend! thanks for the idea. what is your recipe? is it secret or can you share? i'd like to make an award winning chili :) i'm also going to cook with chocolate this weekend, as well as drink a lot of brandy on saturday night. can't wait. |
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I guess this is my "little seedy bar" in hell, the one I can go and have a nice cold beer, and listen to some music, and talk to people who are either living comfortably or living in their own little hell's... My mom told me the other day that I was going to hell. I responded by saying: "GOING!!! Ha! I know I'm going, I've already got a condo lined up, nice place to, around the 9th floor, and because I'm a special coustomer I'm getting the place with the A/C and ice machine. You see, I'm going to be hells bus driver, you know, please keep your hands and arms inside the bus at all times, do not feed the animals, and in case of an emergency do not panic your already dead." |
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Mostly I think I care more than is wise. You crept up when I wasn't looking and before I knew it I was logging in secretly hoping to find I had been magically accepted. Are we real friends. Or is it just this moment at this time. Will the novelty of comradeship wear down to knowing too much about each others darkest nooks until all we remember are the doubts and failures and thoughtless rants like this one. Maybe it is like a lemon. If it makes you pucker and it tastes sour, it could still be a kiss from an unwashed mouth and not a citrus. But you have to suck it for a while and see. |
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There shall be blushing aplenty. |
Although when she told me I was going to hell she was joking around too, she wasn't being serious. |
this type of information is the crux and cornerstone of sorabji. we advise on 'puters and cameras in the interim. I know agatha sometimes gets fussy with all the sex and drug talk at times...but christ it can be that good. sorabji can be alike a car crash, we hate to look, we know we shouldnt look, but we do. |
i remember one time i finished posting and i was bored, so i posted jackass messages under a jackass name. i was amazed at the maturity of the reactions. maybe not maturity, but it didn't go into a whole "why did you have to come and be a jackass/you're mean" thing. |
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You need to be thrown live into a tubful of buttfucking lobster claws. |
Nausea, anger, and warm urine not withstanding. Culture indeed. Need you when I want to, want you when I need to, la de da. Except for the rattling of the chains, it is exceptionally quiet. When one gets too close, one runs. |
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I would administer 50 smacks, but you have been saved by 7,000 miles of shark-infested waters. |
smarmy breasted daughters. |
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or something alot like that. |
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despite hundreds of hours spent posting on the 'net, i know shit about it. besides, i'm an anth major. freddie's is fine for now. thanx though. |
why can't i type today? |
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Novus Ordum Secularum. Blah (to borrow a catchy phrase) GDubYah's old man didn't coin it either. Been around for ages. Don't you guys read the backs of dollar bills? 12 s's in Daniel ssssssssssss. Do I have to be the only pendantic self-absorbed asshole in every multiple asocial grouping here? |
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or maybe we're all just hanging from thread uh. i am so lame. |
i'm even lame when i'm being lame.....eh! |
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We all need SO much help... |
Like, you know, AA chose twelve steps and twelve traditions and twelve promises... when in reality everbody knows there's fourteen. Alcoholics can't count. They confuse their numbers when hanging from such ...well, never mind.... I AM the THIRTEENTH FURBY... gimme that extra doughnut and get these goddam goats away from me... I'm supposed to ride into Sorabjiland on a ASS not a goat. Earthlings. |
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hmmmmm? |
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Oh what frames thy fearful symmetry? |
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as in the trio? |
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