| THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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I'll start off with a few to get our creative juices flowing: *Thou shalt beat a dead horse whenever possible. *Thou shalt not make random accusatory statements without expecting to defend them at some point in time. *Thou shalt eat hot fuck and/or glass when necessary. *Thou shalt only write in a form that uses ellipses and/or much spacing between lines for dramatic pausing effects. *Thou shalt disagree frequently and fervidly to create long, exciting threads that take ten minutes each to load. Next? |
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with hot sauce on top............god dammit! |
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Thou shalt relentlessly taunt, punish, torment, humiliate, and tease all newcomers. |
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nate! |
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That's the maxim I try to live by anyway. I've got it on needlepoint on cushions. |
(corkscrew penis, 64cm erect) |
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I had a potbelly pig once,and it had carnal knowledge of our basketball,and I was amazed when I saw his member.I wonder why no one ever told me about it before. |
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TRUST NOBODY THE TRUTH IS NOT HERE |
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stab each other in the back if it is funny. trace is really coming along quite nicely. i like the way you've been questioning your realities lately, mr. republican. |
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Whenever two or more sorabjiites meet for the first time, there shall be sex. |
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I have had no part of that action! |
but im happy to watch. |
i didn't have sex with sheila. we all break the rules, though, it's ok. |
we were on the beach at one point and this little fishing boat came up just off shore. she took off all her clothes and started jumping up and down and waving. where is that psycho chick? where do all the good sorabjiites go? |
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chordata's at hippyflip.com i think. and after i posted that, i started really missing sheila bad. i miss her stories, her life, her WAYD posts. |
... damn, i'm descending. good thing i'm listening to the smiths. |
Where is everyone? We've seemed to have lost swine, R. C., Sheila, Gee, Chordata, Markus, and several other interesting and cool folks. Glad to see Jimbabe back though. I forgot how funny that guy is. |
YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!! *ducks* |
i miss swine. I was thinking about that last night while idley driving around. It came like a bolt from the clouds: SWINE LIVES. then i had a cigarette. was it good for you? maybe blindswine and Mark are hiding together, in a rose coloured cottage on a green hill. awwwwwwwww |
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k and i listened to the smiths a lot while we were in kauai. we sang to each other. |
no sex was had by swine and i, or swine and dave, or tbone and dave, or cyst and i, or mark and i. for the record. although, swine and dave and i did get riproaring drunk, which was fun. |
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i didn't mean to imply anything. i usually say what i mean. there was a time when i would have loved to meet swine. and what i'm implying when i say "meet" is really "fuck". though i'm sure getting riproaring drunk with him also would be super. |
All the GOOD people dont just "vanish" from WAYD forever....they just take a little vacation, like me!!!!! I am sooooooooooooooo missing all of good ole Shelia's GOOSE postings..like I KNOW you all are also. Like when the geese hump and give birth...that information gave meaning to my usual BORING and "TIRESOME" life. Oh Shelia, PLEASE come back and make everything ok. |
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*sigh* |
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margret i love getting my ass ripped by her. she's far more qualified to rip me one then any of you. |
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wtf. |
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ASS SEX. |
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sorry. just trying to bring some levity to the situation. i know how you feel. |
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have mercy, baby i'm decending again open your eyes, baby because this time it's sink or it's swim no, no sermons on ascending no verdict on deceit no selfish memorandums no confusion for me curses curses and clues a feast, feast for fools have mercy, baby and hand me downs it was just a few years ago you'd hand me ups and map right out of town but i will let it slide like mercury silver and quick poisonous and deadly so deadly |
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BBBWWWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA good one. not what i was expecting... |
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i can't imagine ______ allowing sorabjipopulous to dub him the sensitive hero of sorabjiland. |
Mavis apparently has much better things to do than to stay in contact with people. |
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I actually missed Trace. When someone doesn't post for a while, it's kind of like not having the whole family around the table, if you know what I mean. |
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let's make a wish list for sorabjites. charles bukowski on "drunken ramblings", bob marley posting on "are you stoned?" for example. |
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Sarah Jessica Parker bitching Nate out for saying she sucks. Um... |
So I miss ya'll, too. Fuckwits. |
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dennis hopper. any thread. |
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mr. t. easily and swiftly could step into the role of new annoying sorabjiite. |
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ian mackaye might be an interesting addition to the mix, he would fuck nate's shit up big time. |
john lydon. likewise. |
and fuck sarah jessica parker. i'm more afraid of patrick. jesus christ. what a dumb chick. did you see that steve martin movie with the high colonics? dumb shit. dumb fucking shit. WHY IS EVERYONE FUCKING MY SHIT? STOP FUCKING MY SHIT. goddamnit. look what you've made happen. |
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ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? you better not be talking about LA Story, or i'm flying to your suckass town to kick your ass. um, taking a break from work. also: john lovitz. any thread. |
waahwaah crybaby nate. |
i am not fucking nate's shit. ok. i AM NOT fucking nate's shit. |
Jenna Bush (God that would be evil fun!) Gibby Haynes Penn Gillette All on the same thread. |
please. |
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hmmm. i thought i told you i'll be in your suckass area the eve of the 3rd and on the eve of the 9th through the 11th. in between i'll be at sheila's and then in quincy. |
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Yeeeee-haw! |
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ok, well, i'm picking up the rocketship at the dock in oakland on the 9th or 10th. i could, like, drive to your suckass area if you can't be bothered to come to east bay or meet me half way for a drink and an ass kicking. |
this is our second annual pilgrimage to Goleta. a good friend's father Russell, has property he's lived on since the 60s...there is an old junked out hippy bus there named Zambodia. We are camping on the beach and watching the fireworks. It's aboslutely bliss, as the beach is deserted and we get 3 firework shows. 1 to the north at the Univ. two to the south; one from the nudist beach and another from the pier in downtown Santa Barbara. |
fire works nudist beach fire works nudist beach fire works .......no sir, i don't like it. |
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maybe you and agatha just dont know what you are doing with fireworks. |
But, anything else that might be dangling or swinging around, well, I just don't know |
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god sucks. |
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please pass the offering plate |
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Demanding proof is seeing. |
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And yes, it must be blind. Otherwise it is not true faith. |
there is no blind faith. |
ask the hundreds of people I went to curch with, and graduated from seminary school with. They all had faith, with no evidence. |
faith need not evidence. i have no way of knowing until after i die or cook the chicken if it will be good or not. |
You are correct, though. I was basing my definition on spiritual faith. I appoligise. |
MMM I miss that. I used to get that at the Spaghetti Factory before it closed down. Olive Garden's SUCKS. MMM that and Mizithra Spaghetti A'la Homer... |
its not hard |
If God can't/won't validate,then I presume that would move him/her into a non-entity catagory. And if you're a "non",well,I guess that would be self explanatory. |
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I sorta of winged it and it was delicious. |
Biblical definition of faith: Substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. Faith is believing Christ was born of the virgin mary, is the son of God, died on the cross for our sins and was raised again on the third day, and is now sitting at the the right hand of God, interceeding for our iniquities. Faith is believing that God loves all the children, and protects them, while Christopher received a skull fracture from his mother. Faith is believing By Jesus's stripes, we are healed, while my grandfather, and my Great Grandmother, one of the kindest, most gentle, most devout christians I ever met died agonizingly painful deaths of cancer. Faith is believing that god will save a sinner like charles manson, but condemn a good man like Pilate for his "abomination to god". Faith is believing that what you sew, so shall you reap. Ask Annie if that is true. Faith is believing that if you give 10% of your income to the church, your finances will be multiplied 100 fold, and have your utilities cut off because you can't pay the bills. I, brothers and sisters, have lost my faith. |
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4 chicken breasts-pounded 1/2 cup of fresh basil, chopped 2 fat cloves of garlic 1 cup of sliced mushrooms 1/4 cup of olive oil 1/2-3/4 cup of marsala wine 1/4 cup of capers (optional) a bowl of flour with some chopped basil mixed in ok, sautee lightly the mushrooms, garlic and a dash of the basil and a table spoon of olive oil coat the chicken in the flour/basil, shake excess and add to the pan of mushrooms and garlic. lightly brown the chicken and then add the remaining amount of oil, capers, basil and marsala wine sauce. simmer on low heat for...i dunno...15-20, until sauce thickens. yeah something like that. i say 1/2 -3/4 cup of marsala, because mine was a little...a little too heavy on the marsala. |
i remember going there when i was little and they had these die-cut cardboard trolleys that you could put together while waiting. *sigh* i miss those. * * * last year i had a coworker nearly blinded by a firecracker. apparently he was too close and the thing flew into his face while exploding. he ended up in the emergency room for eight hours before he could properly see again. the only clothing that could've protected him from that was a welder's mask or perhaps a snorkelers mask. * * * god says, "to be or not to be? that is the question." |
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---- Spunky, i know that your situation is more than tough right now, but you don’t have to lose your faith over it. god isn’t the one who is hurting Christopher, people are. god doesn’t physically protect children and it never has. If you’ve read the bible you’ll remember that it oversaw the slaughter of thousands of them on passover. But that’s not my point. The thing is, god never protected it’s creation. Since we were cast from the garden it left us pretty much on our own. But it does work through other humans, like you and your wife when you try to do what’s best for Christopher out of love. That’s all god can do, inspire people. If you have faith in god, many good things can happen and you will see it’s work and love and inspiration in everyone and everything. If you have faith in what the bible says, you’re setting yourself up for a big disappointment. You’ll also have to stop wearing clothing made from 2 different materials, but that’s for you to decide. And i know it seems crazy that this argument for the renewal of your faith is being written by an atheist, of all people, but that’s just how much your situation is affecting me, and many of us here. You’ve seemed so good and strong and supportive to the people involved in this thing, and so dedicated to the wellbeing of the child, and you try to be understanding to everyone even though i’m sure it’s killing you inside. I can’t stand to see you lose what could possibly be the one thing carrying you through all this, even if i don’t believe it myself. If you believe anything, surely you must believe that god is in you, Trace. It’s working in your heart to help Christopher. Fuck what that book says. Decide for yourself what god is doing for you. |
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i cant tell the difference between certain shades of green and blue, according to my wife anyway. wisper, thank you. I mean that. PS, how do you keep your first letter lower case? |
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trace, read job. faith is nothing you mentioned. i've never found a single person who claims to have faith who hasn't seen god move. i maintain, there is no blind faith. |
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I have read job. He had faith that god would provide for him and that god was still there, even with all the trials he was going through. he had faith in something that he could not see and did see things that would prove to me that god did not exist. Job was the biggest believer in blind faith. |
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More rules, more rules! |
"The LORD said to Job:" kind of tough on the ol' blind faith. |
they are people they cannot make a faith for you dAMMTI damit DAMMMMMMIT i don't want to be unnecessarily scathing----but dammit. arghh!!! people try to teach you facts there are no such things as facts FAITH HAPPENED THE DAYS YOUR CHILDREN WERE BORN. i can hear it in your voice. your voice that i have never heard. i can't read job here but i will when i go home |
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There must be so much comfort in having faith. I remember feeling warm and safe in a church when I was little. It would be nice to feel that way again. |
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i believe in at least a small amount of good in all people. i believe in miracles. i believe new beginnings. i believe that my sister will stop singing the songs from the sound of music. yeah, right. |
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I live in a place peopled (if I can use that word) by spirits of humans and animals and entities unknown, and they are all benevolent and mostly helpful even if mischeivous at times. It is relatively safe here, even from my family ghosts. I live in a forest full of dark and light things and sounds in the night, and they are all entertaining and harmonious despite the cacophony of night sounds magnififed by my imagination. It has taken a year less four days to become accustomed to the racket and not fearful of it, though still startling it is. I work with less fortunate humans who have let less interesting and less than helpful spirits inhabit their souls, and these dispossessed and hungry intruders reach out and want to attach themselves to me and others, and drag each of us into their dysfunction. Sometimes I have to sleep for twelve hours at a time and turn the phone off and forget the sound of my own voice in order to retain what semblance of sanity has graced my life. Why settle for a single slice of dessert when there is the whole meal freely given to us? |
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i've seen several ghosts and there's another that i see evidence of on almost a daily basis. it's mindboggling. |
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our spirits, have an age so to speak. old souls are high on the ladder and spirtually aware. they seem entities, "ghost" if you will. See auras, and just damn aware. though she's not entirely convinced of reincarnation, she believes our energies, carry on, in one form or another. In short, Im a young spirit. I dont see things I can't explain yet. She can. I want to, but in time. I, the ambitious young sprite, she the aged old soul. |
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clapclap wigglewiggle wigglewiggle fistfist fistfist thumbthumb thumbthumb and repeat. |
I think that was supposed to be here |
clap twice. keep hands flat and wave them over each other. right twice. left twice. form fists, and bang one on top of the other. right twice. left twice. stick out your thumbs from the fists, and wave over corresponding shouler. right twice. left twice. repeat as nesseccary. congrats, you're doing the hand jive! |
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but obviously I did not pay much attention to it. |
i don't know. i'm facinated by other people's stories but then i'll stay up all night in fear. I learned to stop listening now. It's not that i don't think i can see ghosts, i think i just don't want to. They say my parent's house is haunted. I lived there for 18 years without anything happening, but my sister has stories. Something about a little girl. Usually i notice that what i lack in seeing things i more than make up for in 'feeling'. In this case i have always avoided going in my sisters room. Or near it. Or walking past it at night alone. In fact, that whole corner of the house is bad. "Why is it bad?" she said. "It's just.....wrong. Feels wrong, always felt wrong." Call it Feng Shui. Some places feel wrong. Objects feel wrong too. but with her room, i think it's just her. She is an unstable and negative person, an i think she herself causes the "wrong". I think it comes out of her like smog. *shrug* there is a place near by that was on Unsolved Mysteries. On a country backroad a motorcyclist was killed when he hit a rock coming out of a dirtbike trail. Every night you can see a light come out of the trail and onto the road, it gets to the rock, and it fades out. Sometimes a red tail light follows after. Every night the road is packed with people to watch it. She took me there in the daytime because i wanted to see (feel) it. No way would i go there at night. She goes there all the time, sometimes several times a week. She meets people there from Ottawa and other provinces and Florida. Every night. I'm getting close to wanting to see it, but i really don't know what i'll be like afterwards. I'd most certainly need a heavy drink. |
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Sem, ya oughta read "the god hypothesis: extraterrestrial Life and its implcations for science and religion." By Franscisco Joe Lewels. I dunno if the guy is for real. But there are helpful hints about dating in it. I'm off to Florida on Thursday am, so one more day of sorabji and fireworks. I am coming back from reading sumerian texts on reincarnation as bedtime reading, so tomorrow I will post if still able. |