Joe apologizes to Sorabji et. al. Drunken Ramblings: Joe apologizes to Sorabji et. al.

Joe on Tuesday, February 19, 2002 - 07:21 am:

    Hiya, peeps,

    The last time you saw me, I was drunk’r’n 14 monkies w/ 17 Hoola-Hoops. I aimed an almost-coherent message re: Alkan at Mark, whose response was much better than than the stimulus. Thanks, Mark. Then I finished off the fifth of Evan Williams & posted some really really insane BS for which I now I cringingly apologize. I didn’t mean any of it. I reread it amazed. Boy-howdy was I drunk. To drink an entire fifth in one sitting is not a good idea, folks, although it may be an educational experience. There may be "veritas" in a nice bottle of Chardonnay, but there’s nothing but preposterous confabulation at the bottom of a bottle of Evan Williams over ice chasing licks of Bufo marinus butt between relaxing hits of crack while shooting up vanilla extract in the bedroom with Martha Stewart. ‘Nuff said. I apologize to everybody whom I may have offended by pretending to be Jewish or pretending to revere Ayn Rand. I was out of my mind. Sorry.

    Now for Mark. Mark, your comments on Alkan performance show your good taste & intelligence. More than that: they prove to me you’re inspired. Somebody in this thread complained of too much detail in musical discussion. But sometimes "God is in the details." The details of your remarks on Alkan performance, so far from being trivial, prove to me your genius. For example: Ronald Smith DOES do a great job of Aesop Festival, and Lewenthal IS too jokey, and Smith seems to realize (as do you) that Le Festin d’Esope is not some Saint-Saens Carnival of the Animals impression schtik so much as a bitter & ironic tribute to the real Aesop who (at least in legend) got thrown off a cliff for telling too much truth about biped donkeys . . .

    BTW: I love the Symphonie. I can play the first mvt almost up to tempo (on a good day). But I still can’t play the bloody Barcarolle. Har. You’re right again, Mark.

    Etc., etc.

    Nicely toasted but not toxicological,

By Antigone on Tuesday, February 19, 2002 - 06:45 pm:

    A tempest in a turdpot.

By Cat on Tuesday, February 19, 2002 - 10:06 pm:

    I loved your reference to dragging Mark by his "fried blonde forelock to hell".

    Get drunk soon.

By sarah on Wednesday, February 20, 2002 - 04:13 pm:

    i'm starting to really crave a drunken rambling of my own.

    for the love of god sem, get yourself laid.

By semillama on Wednesday, February 20, 2002 - 05:59 pm:

    I'm trying!

    I did get another nerve hit today though, but I
    'm having problems responding. I'm not sure
    about this one either, as the picture she put
    up was of her cat. Although she claims her
    friends say she looks like Janine Garafalo.

    but that's another story.

By Dougie on Wednesday, February 20, 2002 - 06:40 pm:

    Dude, if you got problems responding, ask somebody here! I'm sure anybody'd respond for you if you tell them what to say etc.

By sarah on Thursday, February 21, 2002 - 10:36 am:

    what was that movie with tom cruise where he does those hideous videos about how to get women? it was a really creepy kubric film i believe.

By heather on Thursday, February 21, 2002 - 10:44 am:


By semillama on Thursday, February 21, 2002 - 05:09 pm:

    Wasn't Kubric. That was Eyes Wide Shut.

By spunky on Thursday, February 21, 2002 - 05:11 pm:

    Kubric directed Eyes Wide Shut, it was his last one he completed.

By patrick on Thursday, February 21, 2002 - 05:14 pm:

    this is well known spunkboy.

    Magnolia was directed by Paul Thomas Anderson who also did Boogienights.

    I didnt see Magnolia yet. Boogienights was a bit of a drag to watch.

    He needs a better editor.

By spunky on Thursday, February 21, 2002 - 05:15 pm:

    Boogienights could have been much better

By wisper on Friday, February 22, 2002 - 01:29 am:

    he did this movie before that called Hard 8 or
    high 8 or something, it was like
    Magnolia:Episode One. It had most of the cast
    from Magnolia in it, plus Gweneth Paltro
    (spelling? meh.) it's about a bunch of casino
    hustlers, pretty good. Same signature loooong

By Joe on Saturday, February 1, 2003 - 02:56 am:

    oh well, i'm a year late but i don't apologize for anything. i'm not saavy enough, as are many of you, to know who posted and signed my name, but i stand by whatever i said that inspired this thread. if i addressed mark, it was because i wanted to have a discussion with HIM; not an arguement with someone who would blindly defend him. i don't need anyone to apologize on my behalf. seriously, whoever did that, FUCK YOU!!! i am a musician, just like mark. i see in him a kindred spirit and i wish i could communicate with him.

By PETEY on Saturday, February 1, 2003 - 12:55 pm:


By jack on Saturday, February 1, 2003 - 01:13 pm:

    keep in mind that this one is a "drunken ramblings" board.

    technically, i am breaking the rules by posting because i am not drunk as hell.

    i apologize.

By agatha on Saturday, February 1, 2003 - 03:09 pm:

    you didn't write that first post in this thread, joe?

    (i'm not drunk either)

By Gheorghe Sarbu on Sunday, February 2, 2003 - 03:05 pm:

    Dear Agatha , thank you . gheorghe Sarbu

    Alchemy is coming to support medicine

    gheorghe Sârbu

    A T H A N O R

    The Panacea Corina is necessary

    For succeeding in bringing the “PANACEA” from the “worlds of light” into the incarnated world, I am thanking the GOOD LORD.
    I am also thanking PEOPLE.
    I am thanking the Good Lord for giving me patience, consistency and perspicacity, and people for their openness to “the new”.
    I must stress that for over 42 years – The Panacea Corina has existed since 1960, month of May, day 13 – since a great part of the people having health problems have chosen THE PANACEA CORINA Oxyopathy – Therapy System in order to regain their vital functions, there has been no case of death caused by the PANACEA CORINA; on the contrary, as shown in the documentation of testimonies, it has cured 2, 3, even more diseases in the same interval, with only one dose (350-400 ml) of Panacea, plus the other recommendations of a naturist origin.
    The Panacea Corina has no side effects; it is compatible with any therapy and does not exclude medical supervision.
    In the preparation proper there is a fortunate mixture of Naturist Medicine, Paranormal, Fractal Geometry and the Unified Field, a symbiosis that belongs to Alchemy.
    At this point, I must make the following distinction: the method of beautifying reality does not fit my way. People who know me have realized I am honest, generous and well-intentioned (in the world of arts, in the world of sciences, you meet some characters, but never impostors).
    Poet, scientist, philosopher, painter ( … ) you may or may not be: in these fields of interest you do not operate with hybrids.
    The unwonted but beneficial fact is that I have managed to impart the same character to the Panacea Corina.
    • • The Panacea Corina cannot and should not be chemically obtained. - In the case of people contaminated with AIDS, The Panacea Corina may be obtained at the general practitioner’s recommendation and administered only under medical supervision.
    • • It is not necessary to be hospitalised.
    As well known, at the same time it enlarges the breasts, suppresses impotency and enlarges the penis, irrespective of the age, for the rest of one’s life.
    It is basically a unique chance that solves such diseases as: uterine fibroma, ovarian cyst, prostate adenoma, calculi, affections of the thyroid etc., without a surgical intervention, but also problems such as: precocious ejaculation, pruritus, hirsutism, genital herpes, otosclerosis, genital candida, rheumatoid poly-arthritis a.s.o.
    The last detail I believe I must give is the following: The Panacea Corina does not know how to harm.
    The Panacea Corina is presented in the form of an ointment.
    I have got ill with a number of diseases myself: blocked access ways of the sperm, diabetes of the 2nd type, gonarthrosis, epididimitis, tuberculosis etc. before curing others. From the double hypostasis – patient, curer – being in the knowledge therefore, I affirm: The Panacea Corina is not a fake.
    I am also thanking the written press, the spoken press and the specialized institutes.
    Not to stand off the direction I have given this material, I must also say: “the new” is born to be outrun.
    In other words, in saying “is”, there is always a place for “much better”.
    Which factotum is prefigured…

    Dedication to life

    Over 42 years ago, after a face right-side paralysis, I started putting into an equation what is known today as THE PANACEA CORINA Oxyopathy – Therapy System.
    I have always been interested in several things:
    a) taking the pain(s) away from my fellow beings, in other words getting them rid of one or several diseases – if they are suffering from several of them – without creating other troubles alike for them,
    b) curing them for good,
    c) that the cured disease should not recidivate.
    It is known that “our cells are primarily fed by electro-magnetic energies coming from the solar energy”, which has become a fact for many years; we are entering the field of interest named paranormal. For the moment it’s worth learning that regression is also possible at the subconscious’ level; the ill body enters regression while stimulated “Ad rem” by naturist medicine – the plant on which the Panacea is based – of which the Panacea is obtained through parametric maceration; I am also taking into consideration the Paranormal, the Fractal Geometry, the Unified Field, separate parts, each of these exact sciences bringing into the “Athanor” ALCHEMY, the efficiency that can never and in no way be disputed.
    This is how we can explain that people have health problems and solve all of them with one dose of 350 – 400 ml of Panacea – in four, six months, obtaining, at the same time, if it’s a lady, breast enlargement; if it’s a man, penis enlargement and/ or impotency suppressing (for good).
    We can only meet this subject with the reality, or with the openness of our integration into the NATURE OF NATURE: I am thinking of EVOLUTION.
    Another element that the Panacea Corina takes into account – as it is thus conceived – is the growth of the body’s resistance to human-use medication, which the Panacea Corina, by definition, is not.
    The fact that the Panacea Corina has no side effects, that it is compatible with any other therapy, that does not elude medical supervision, although it belongs to the subject of alchemy as a method, expresses the esteem I have towards the medical body, towards humanities, exact sciences and, implicitly, towards the index of this radical, MAN.
    To him, therefore, THE WHOLE that the Panacea Corina brings into the “REALITY OF THINGS”.

    The letter, the figure in the test tube of elongalogy

    I always avoid beaten tracks: the idea becomes material since it is named; that is why I am chary when it comes to “words”.
    The world has one single inventor: God. Without words, this time, I am saying that THE PANACEA CORINA Oxyopathy – Therapy System has existed ever since the GENESIS OF THE WORLD; the fact that it was only after 42 years that I managed to bring it to light shows that “the new” is synonymous to THE OLD WINE. To the things said so far we add the conclusion: the panacea Corina is a diagnostician, general practitioner and preparation; in most of the cases, it is the only solution, as it does cure. Which is my contribution? The fact that I haven’t stood off the way of hazard, my faith and certainly the quality of my incantation ego.
    The way of knowledge is not easy, but since the moment you start identifying yourself with it, it holds no barrier to you.
    The blood circulation is fireproof, a disease is like a wild or tamed fire, and the Panacea Corina, being an ointment, is taken over by the capillaries (…) roughly speaking, this is the A.B.C. of the PANACEA CORINA Oxyopathy – Therapy System. The letter? I, He, You, She…
    I will linger still on the material “Premises of the Unified Theory” by Daniel Bratianu, published in the daily newspaper “Cheia Succesului” (“The Key to Success”) no. 172/26 .VII. – 1. VIII. 1995.
    In this material, Daniel Bratianu focuses on three basic aspects related to this Theory:
    1. – telepathy in its double hypostasis: a) the one that “deals with Physics”, b) and in another dimension “with Psychology” (The way I see the world, Einstein)
    2. – the similarity of the theory of quanta with three paragraphs from John’s Gospel
    3. – the unified theory contains „all the known physical phenomena, starting with the ones in the quantic world and ending with the ones in the world of the living, the psychical and the social”.

    The only reply to these suppositions, up to the date I am writing these lines, is THE PANACEA CORINA. Any figure also has in its composition a part of the noema of the “one” in front of the equal sign (in the equation 1=1). The other part of the figure in question – the total state of health of the body – soul pair, comes from the sentence “the part is similar to the whole”. Fractal geometry B. Mandelbrot.
    (The endocrine brain together with the central nervous system form the whole of the body – soul pair)
    Making a sum of everything we have stated so far, I am bringing into the track of life, love, death, the binder – the PANACEA CORINA – I dare say also the figure (…).
    With the letter, with the figure I am relating to, we shall be able to determine not only the information, but also the principle of the basis to the tide and ebb of the being incorporated in an inhomogeneous way in the labour of the answer, which the physical, ethereal world, already holds.
    There is a problem in what the people will do to the Panacea Corina, but as long as the problem is necessary, why worry?
    10C in July is not the same with 10C in February.
    Wherefrom we have THE PANACEA CORINA Oxyopathy – Therapy System.

By jack on Sunday, February 2, 2003 - 04:11 pm:

    it just never ends

By agatha on Sunday, February 2, 2003 - 05:52 pm:


By jack on Sunday, February 2, 2003 - 06:02 pm:

    i don't know what you did to earn that "thank you," but i'm impressed. way to go, agatha!

By Joe on Monday, February 3, 2003 - 01:05 am:

    no, agatha, i did not start this thread.

By agatha on Monday, February 3, 2003 - 06:47 pm:

    i didn't think you would say "hiya peeps..."

By jack on Monday, February 3, 2003 - 07:37 pm:

    ..or use capital letters, paragraph breaks, and (mostly) complete sentences.

By Joe on Wednesday, February 5, 2003 - 01:32 am:

    gee, i don't use caps, but i thought that the rest of my style was good. i'm cut to the quick!

By Joe on Friday, September 5, 2003 - 05:20 am:

    so, whoever posted as me,...fuck you!!

By CHUPACABRA on Friday, September 5, 2003 - 05:39 am:


By Joe on Friday, September 5, 2003 - 05:58 am:

    it's interesting to look at this over a year later. it's interesting that nobody "outed" the imposter by showing that his ip address is not the same as mine. usually, you are all pretty quick to do that.

    i don't use paragraph breaks or complete sentences? fuck you, jack. my style is just fine. it served me well for more than 25 years as a financial and tax executive.

    as i get older, i find the younger generations more laughable. in the 60's, i always said i would never become an "old fart". well, here i am. i'm old and i think most of you haven't a clue. i shouldn't even have bothered to post this but,... I'M DRUNK AS HELL!!

By moonit on Friday, September 5, 2003 - 06:04 am:

    I find that when I'm drunk as hell I can't type nearly as well as Joe.

By Antigone on Friday, September 5, 2003 - 10:56 am:

    Here's a ticket to the cluetrain about the IP business, Joe: Nobody gave a shit, so nobody checked.

By eri on Friday, September 5, 2003 - 12:12 pm:

    OK now I am confused.

By Hal on Friday, September 5, 2003 - 06:09 pm:

    Holy Shit...

    Its the Chupa, haven't seen it in ages.

By Antigone on Friday, September 5, 2003 - 07:17 pm:



By CHUPACABRA on Friday, September 5, 2003 - 07:18 pm:

    Well, fuck me for typing the handle on autopilot.

By Nate on Friday, September 5, 2003 - 07:24 pm:


    i spit tea.

By Joe on Saturday, September 6, 2003 - 12:24 am:

    thanx, mel, for the compliment. thanx, antigone. it's always fun to see who is the first to respond to my comments, and read what they write. by the way, agatha did care,,... you're wrong!!

By dave. on Saturday, September 6, 2003 - 01:15 am:

    i cared, but i'm effectively irrelevant.

    'sup, joe?

By V.v. on Saturday, September 6, 2003 - 06:44 pm:

    I dont say your irrelevant.Sup dave?

By J on Sunday, September 7, 2003 - 10:34 am:

    Actually I have thought of Joe and wondered why he quit posting,hi Joe:)

By J on Tuesday, September 9, 2003 - 11:27 am:

    Keep on drinking on.I bet my liver looks like a raisin.

By TBone on Tuesday, September 9, 2003 - 12:22 pm:

    Is this the end for CHUPACABRA? Tune in next week!
    Same Goat Time,
    Same Goat Channel!

By V.v. on Tuesday, September 9, 2003 - 06:53 pm:

    J,ill take any bet my liver is more of a wreck than yours.

By CHUPACABRA on Tuesday, September 9, 2003 - 07:00 pm:


By Joe on Tuesday, September 16, 2003 - 03:45 am:

    hi, j. i just wasn't around, and now i am. that's all.

By J on Tuesday, September 16, 2003 - 02:11 pm:

    Well stick around now,where were you?

By Joe on Monday, October 6, 2003 - 03:57 am:

    i will try to stick around. i was just doing my own thing. please write.

By Joe on Monday, October 6, 2003 - 04:03 am:

    dave, i'm just enjoying my life. that's it.

By J on Monday, October 6, 2003 - 01:25 pm:

    I would send you an e-mail Joe but I have a bugbear virus and I'm trying my best to get rid of it,but it's too complicated for me.I got it sometime between last thur. to fri. and it's even fecked up my firewall.

By Joe on Tuesday, October 7, 2003 - 02:41 am:

    fecked up? that's great. and here i am, drunk again. it's ok, j. just keep posting.

By Gheorghe Sarbu on Tuesday, October 7, 2003 - 03:35 pm:

    Noemas of the Logos
    by gheorghe Sârbu

    One of the thoughts that has been haunting my mind for a long time is extremely fortunately expressed by Mr. H-R Patapievici in the phrase of “the thinking that thinks it” (an argument and a defense) in his book “The Sky seen through the Lens”, published at the Nemira Publishing House, Bucharest, 1996, in the TODEM collection. As far as I am concerned, I openly declare that this effect of a cause, that I am not the only one who sees the “Whole” which expresses us through the idea of rethinking thinking, has brought much joy to my soul, with a good reason I dare say, especially if I connect this meaning to Voltaire’s words: “minds (of a certain height) meet”. Far be it from me to locate myself there; in my opinion, an artist’s mind is that which only passes its body into non-existence; with respect to the way it will be, or, more specifically, to the way in which the idea itself will be received, I have no possibility to foresee any premise; then, it wouldn’t be nice of me to plume myself with certain merits whose fruits I cannot even discern. On the other hand, I must say that the phrase of “the thinking that thinks it”, from this moment on it becomes an opportunity for me: a) to say a few words about Mr. H-R Patapievici’s discourse, and b) to see if the idea of re-thinking thinking, both for my personal use and for the much larger use of the other thinking forms, whether they are connected either to being gifted or to the common people’s intelligence, but especially to see whether the connection between the low element of “that’s the way it is” and the high element of “that’s not the way it is”, to the value they have or they acquire from the “reality of things”, it stands any chance or not. For a more “basic” symbiosis, I am beginning this intervention by approaching the subject from subpoint (b), leaving the subpoint (a) come into the riverbed of arguments, which I understand to use in order to obtain a demonstration, not as a purpose (which is rather a insurgent term) but as an effect of a cause. After all, in such forays, it is not the logic that has the precedence.
    The idea is the subsequent form, the Thought is the initial form. This distinction, so abruptly said, acquires the form of an immanence in its turn, and thus of a new material for a philosophical method/ system. From this moment on, we raise the problem of the Idea’s change of place, of its value in relation to its position of balance; in other words, the value of “that’s the way it is” of the low element, in relation to “that’s not the way it is” of the high element, simultaneously with the value given at a certain point. If the value of the idea in itself, in its capacity of Novelty does not prove to be itinerant with the entirety of the existent values – cumulated to a certain field of interest, then we have nothing to do with the effect of a cause, and therefore the respective idea is not a cause. Things, being already complicated in what is alike, Fractal Geometry, B. Mandelbrot, get even more complicated, through what is different, Notes and Counternotes, Eugen Ionescu. At this point, I consider it necessary to make the following explanation: a work of art is not a cause, and so much the less an effect of a cause. The attribute of artist, therefore, is neither guided, nor generated, - The Philosophy of History, Hegel. The real artist does not value discrimination too much; he is, ad unum – ab origine, what chaos is for order – that is, the unforeseen of the crux in unthings. The only law he takes into account, but whose function he refuses to use, is the law of the incantation Ego. Nothing very clearly defined, and yet, implacably exact; it breathes in/ inspires not to breathe out, but to transpire the breathing; thus, the meaning, the sense as well as the purpose, are out of the question. From beyond it all, and underlining underneath everything else, we find the idea of rethinking the thinking, which leads us to the question: if the idea is the subsequent form, and the thought is the initial form, in which side of the perimeter can we place inspiration? In other words, the “categories”, starting from the third upwards, are still necessary or not? The steam railway engine has meant for progress what the Iliad and the Odyssey have meant for the evolution, with one remark: the first example is part of a social body, the second is part of a complementary soul. With all the clear-cut difference between this field and the other field of interpretation, upstream, the following remark stands out: beyond good and evil, that is “beyond us”, dwells the incantation Ego. This bog-bang of the system of values according to the “reality of things” in the entire quintessence; there are two categories in which we must perceive the reality of things – the Voque and the Equivoque; from the third category upward the abolition of contrary intervenes, and thus the possibility that the cause “itself” should be become the effect “itself” of the cause. As far as inspiration is concerned, it can be found both in the Voque, and in the Equi-Voque. The inspiration is therefore a start-up in and of the process of rethinking of the thinking. It is the function radical of these two categories, different from zero, and from their position of balance, having political power as index, that the day and night of the civilization form have been and always be depending on.

    The opinion according to which things belonging to the soul are cannot be seen, and those belonging to the body can, is false; I am trying to believe that this is what Mr. H.-R. Patapievici means by “… if we accept this transcendental meaning granted to individuality, - the individuality being the procedure by which our creative thinking selects the uni-equivocations of multiplicity – then we can say that individuality is the unavoidable destiny of a certain way of being a human.” The question that follows now comes in a natural way: how many ways of “being human” do we know? Only one, the answer comes: the natural way. Obviously, the natural way, during its evolution, has had to receive in the cell of its character the fact that it is a worldly form, a point of view different from the same. That this should be the situation in “there is“, we need no further demonstration. Destiny or not, one thing is certain: vocation is a-personal. Example: the peasant from anywhere, in order to show the category of the function radical, has the land, sows and harvests the fruit of the land. Ploughing, as well as the natural or chemical fertilization of the arable lands, weeding, etc. , as well as all the other works up to now or from now on but all from here, are connected to the destiny or, even more concrete, the temporal non-fact; the skill he understands to use in accomplishing all of them is connected to his professionalism, that is to the (personal) informational data bank; how to turn too much rain, manna, hailstone, and others in his favor, is connected to his experience, actually to the memory feeling. All these circumstances together are connected to the vocation of the sign or to the land worker. Ploughing, like all other works, including the harvesting work, thus proceed to optionally becoming reality, that is they stand free in his free way of being a human. Too much rain, manna, hailstone, and others get out of control and thus become part of the quantum of opportunities, which expresses in itself that the dimension of icunatism, be it destiny or gift (vocation) in its turn being dependent on the high element, which, unlike the low element, is not Voque (cause and effect of cause), but Equivoque, thus we can say about our incantation Ego that it is that plasmatic greed which corrects the extra-crux abbreviations of “there is”. In other words, the incantation Ego replaces the “Whole”, which makes the reality of things become part of the Voque of its Equivoque; which is normal, if we admit that reality exceeds fiction.

    In the subjects connected to logos, plus added to minus is plus. The right calculation on this subject is given by philosophy.
    Re4thinking the thinking,- Plato.
    Thinking the thinking,- Socrates.
    And why not? ...
    What Mr. H.-R. Patapievici establishes.
    Exactly « as I was saying» according to Mr. Virgil Ierunca’s Foreword.
    And this is how, from the Equivoque, the logos brings into the Voque the Thinking Method Elongalogy, a new chapter in philosophy. But as far as this “there is ” in progress is concerned, this is enough for the time being; not only Mr. Cioran gave up « the average term» Categories, Aristotle, but, as I notice to my delight, this manner of approaching the problems in discussion (the dimension of icunatism) is also present in “The Sky Seen through the Lens”, H.-R.Patapievici; a well-positioned demarche from now on.
    “Concord increases the value of small things; discord destroys even the value of great things”1, a thing in itself « with no testament» 2 .
    « Ad rem » 3 .

    1.- Concordia parvae res crescunt, discordia maximae dilabuntur .
    2.- Ab intestat.
    3.- To the point, straight, exact.

    For details , please , website:

By J on Thursday, October 9, 2003 - 08:10 pm:

    My computer has been really messed up for days,I think I got rid of the virus.But I have a hell of a time booting up,I scanned my files and de-fragmated,but Dr. Watson says Adobe Type manager has altered windows files modual name ATMSYS.Drv.If I remove the Adobe Type manager will my windows file still be altered? Also when I try to boot and it's not going to come on,the tower makes two high beeps then two low beeps.I'd appreciate any help asp before my computer freezes and dies.

By dave. on Thursday, October 9, 2003 - 10:43 pm:

    j, when you boot yer shit does it give you the name of the bios? like phoenix or award or whatever? right at the first screen you see?

    those are beep codes and they're typically specific to a bios manufacturer. my guess would be processor memory cache errors but it could be anything mobo related.

    also --

    ATMSYS.DRV is part of the Adobe Type Manager program. Adobe Type Manager handles the display of PostScript Type 1 fonts. If you have a desktop publishing program (like Aldus PageMaker or QuarkXPress etc.) installed it would need Adobe Type Manager so it could use PostScript fonts. If you don't use any program that needs PostScript fonts then you can go to Add/Remove programs and remove Adobe Type Manager.

    wasn't it about time for a new computer anyway?

By J on Saturday, October 11, 2003 - 01:20 am:

    Maybe it is Dave,I'm on now though,I'm on the Mexican Radio.

By J on Monday, October 13, 2003 - 10:53 am:

    If I remove the adobe type manager then will windows not be altered anymore? I never even used it,I don't even think I downloaded it.

By Gh4s on Friday, October 31, 2003 - 05:55 am:

    Cures cancer

    Dear Madams , Dear Sirs ,

    My name is Gheorghe Sarbu, a Romanian citizen, initiator of the successful therapy program based on the alchemical product Corina . The system also presupposes the transposition of elongalogy (a thinking method) into the language of logics.
    I would be glad to have awoken your interest, and thus your audience’s interest as well.

    With your agreement, I would be very happy if you gave me the opportunity to present the healing method in detail on your channel or radio station.

    Please feel free to ask any further question related to the application of this system in training, health and information.

    Yours respectfully,

    gheorghe Sarbu
    poet, scientist, philosopher, painter

    Website :
    Tel./fax : +40 244 586848
    Mobile : +40 723 164365
    : +40 745 033266

    E-mail :

    gheorghe Sarbu ; Cabinet Panaceul Corina Ploiesti Romania - +40 244 586848 - +40 723 164365 - +40 745 033266 ;

By The Watcher on Friday, October 31, 2003 - 03:07 pm:


    Now we even get commercials here.

By The Watcher on Friday, October 31, 2003 - 03:11 pm:

    That reminds me.

    I just love the non-comercial comercials we get on "comercial free" Public Broadcasting.

    I wonder how much money they really take in for these sponcership messages.

    I stopped sending them my "membership" money ages ago. But, they keep getting more like the regular comercial stations every day.

By Gheorghe Sarbu on Sunday, February 15, 2004 - 10:05 am:

    by gheorghe Sarbu

    I roar with laughter at human stupidity.

    I have disputed the fine given to me by the Ploiesti police, for having put aluminum carpentry and thermoplastic windows in my apartment. Well, yesterday December 23, 2003 I received a letter from the Ministry of Administration and Home Affairs saying that they have sent my appeal to the Ploiesti Court in order to solve it. What’s the logic of such measures? The people appointed on purpose to draw me back from the creation or research act can no longer ruin my Inside Order.

    In 1972 I wrote to Nicolae Ceausescu, that my Panacea is still alive, being discovered by myself in the year 1960, May 13. What reward did I get? Four years and a half in jail.

    In 1980, a car driven by a guy from the secret political militia runs over my wife at full speed. The reason? They thought my wife was keeping me up, as I had been denied the right of getting a job in my own Country. It is thanks to “God’s Order and Rule” and, at the earthly level, to the alchemical product Corina.

    ( Because the good Lord helped me save her from death, in 1982, September 9 – my wife Corina’s date of birth – I brought to the world the thinking method Elongalogy).

    Whoever wishes to draw a parallel has all the rights to do it, except the one of fulfilling their option/ credo.

    Although I have a small central heating in the apartment, the apartment owners’ association, to which I do not belong, forces me to pay every month 20% of the heat and hot water supplied by Dalkia S.R.L. Ploiesti, whose service I am not using; namely to contribute money wise to the administrator’s salary, who collects the money for the services supplied by other private and/ or state-owned companies and who is guided, coordinated and controlled by the Local Administration, more exactly by the Ploiesti City Hall.

    Beyond these “considerate gestures” I find myself feeling the same immense love for people.

    I am talking to you about these things in the present, because I can no longer carry by myself the great joy that my fellow beings down here cause me, set on me by my fellow beings up there, who, on festive occasions, are all smiley and courteous with me. Do you know what the Prahova Prefect told me, with respect to the toilets under the niche on which all the pipes for cold and hot water and physiological waste are mounted under my apartment which is legally in my property? That it’s an accident! I wonder, doesn’t Georgica Diaconu know that an accident is not accidental? I doubt about it…

    I have asked the mayor of Ploiesti city, Eng. Emil Calota, to make a small playground for children at the end of the block where I live, so as they shouldn’t intentionally play under the windows of my apartment. What has the mayor done? He has moved the litters at less than 6 meters close. to the block. Meanwhile, he has made over 30 playgrounds in Ploiesti. If I were to mention the bar for carpet beating, planted at less than 5 m. from my kitchen window, I can claim with undeniable arguments that I am the most respected artist and scientist on Earth.

    I am sorry for bothering you with such an email on Christmas Eve. After the investments I have made– the installation to obtain the Corina panacea in the laboratory – otherwise I couldn’t have decreased the price per panacea dose, to the minimum, I don’t know how long we have to live, Corina and me, of our pensions of 2,615,000 lei per month, which means less than 700.000 lei per week, which is not enough even if we eat only eggs (the invoices for services only rise to about 3,000,000 lei per month).

    The Spirit is the most consistent of foods.

By Gheorghe Sarbu on Sunday, February 15, 2004 - 10:39 am:

    Dear Madams, Dear Sirs,

    please support my approach with the Competent Authorities on Earth, in order to approve that I should be given the lethal injection, as I can no longer stand Isolation and Mockery, reserved to me by all the Romanian Governments after 1990, May 13, when I brought the Panacea from the “Worlds of Light” into the “Incarnated World”.

    Yours thankfully and respectfully,

    gheorghe Sarbu
    poet, scientist, philosopher, painter
    e-mail :
    tel./ fax: 0244 586848
    mobil : 0723 164365
    0745 033 266

By heather on Sunday, February 15, 2004 - 06:56 pm:

    it's a small world

By Gheorghe Sarbu on Tuesday, March 23, 2004 - 10:19 am:

    by gheorghe Sârbu

    It's not the number that gives the value.

    There are moments when the normal feels lonely, when the normal feels
    rejected and there are moments when the exception takes the place of the
    normal. What is it that makes it possible for the exception not to cross,
    just like the normal, the homogeneous seas, populated with all sorts of
    ingredients? It's the inner voices.

    From the fields of natural events, from the clods of created situations, I
    am bringing as an example the case of Dimitrie Stelaru. In order to
    convincingly prove that the being who does not populate the common place
    superiorly crashes against the altercations inherent to the mob, I am using
    at the same time the two poles of each limit: a) decision, and b) indecision.
    A contemporary poet, to whom I once told that his writing is minor, replied
    to me: but I am on the front page of all literary revues! This is not the
    only reason why I am approaching the theme I intend to debate, besides the
    clique, group, gang interests. Superior, in my acceptance, means the
    Clearer. It is natural, therefore, that the order of things should be met
    not only with the index of pluralism, but also with the matrix of the
    reasons determining the credo.

    We are coming, amnesic, as part of the Lady World. The Lady World itself is
    amnesic. Everything happens, therefore, on the land with no shadows, by the
    will of the arbitrary. Thus it is not surprising why, but especially
    wherefrom comes this wallowing of the verticality of much presupposed Human
    Road. Huge sums are being spent to accumulate knowledge, inherently over the
    creation act; post-mortem these sums are being spent, commemoratively
    topsy-turvy, like the physical acts that precede, promulgate, concatenate
    them, with/ in the same common denominator, the dynamiting of the balance
    between the Interior Ego and the Exterior Ego of the Human Poles, cause and
    effect in reality, mathematically useless. What is it that saves the Lady
    World from disintegration? Her superficiality, her inconsistency, her
    self-sufficiency . How come Lady World is so strong, how come Lady World is
    so valueless: the few values cleverly sneaked on the Board of History, by
    far being actually leitmotifs of inoperative ideas. What a debauchee, this
    Lady World! A condition (..)" de te fabula narratur "1 , in which she
    indulges with complete lack of involvement, but with a mood to take
    decisions, 99.99% parallel even with her determinants; at times different
    from Herself, at times alike to Herself, forever in an amorphous Function
    Radical, but not in her own interest. Forever in movement, forever at rest,
    forever unaware of the propitious. Caught red-handed by her own opinions,
    she gets away with it, redeemed still by her opinions; a tossing of foul
    silt, sized by the deafened ear of the Media.

    We come into the Incarnated World with no memory; our neurons are washed,
    our ears cleaned, our eyes disinfected, our fingertips numbed. We come
    curious, surfeited, neuter. Until we learn to walk, until we learn to
    babble, until we learn to glance, we learn to kiss the ankle, to kiss the
    milk bottle, to kiss the pointing finger. We become familiar with ourselves
    by kissing, and by kissing we get to know the human environment. The lips,
    therefore, become the organ of perpetuation of Hercules' kind. And, as if
    this weren't enough, until we waive good-bye to life, we also learn hope, we
    learn silence, we learn about the head, that is, if it is bent, the sword
    won't cut. We do our military service, we take our Bachelor's degree, our
    Master's degree. We become a mother, we become a father, we become
    university professors. And we die, and we are born, and we die again. We
    leave, when we leave the world, senile, we come, when we come into the
    world, senile; the kiss, be it wholesale, still doesn't lead us to wisdom.
    Everything is at its place, the tolerant would say, which is not too far
    from the way things are in the being; not so after the narrow path between
    the buttocks is taken for the tits .

    The many parts of which Lady World is acrosticated belong to the hazard,
    except the Genius, which belongs to the Holy Gift. Which is to prefer: the
    moving sands of I know I don't know, or the "against the grain" of I am
    trying to know what I do not know? This question will never get an answer.
    In this case, is moving forward on the Human Road still necessary as a
    predilection? And if, and if, and if. (.)
    The Lady World, at a certain moment, will find herself faced with an
    impossible situation, that of not having where to dispose of the
    physiological residues. Yeah, right, the 2nd millennium said. So what, the
    3rd millennium impetuously recites. What do you say about this "against the
    grain", the downstream strongly argues. Never mind, Lady World, never mind,
    the spring is murmuring, half restless, half reconciled with its own
    destiny. When the spring comes, the torrents break the dams, and even the
    most miserable ditch becomes a riverbed.
    The genius is born with the understanding of this Major Thing. This is why
    the whole takes into account even the smallest part of the Social Edifice.
    This is where qualities come from. Not also defects.

    The Riverbed
    With life, with birth, with death you can't negotiate.

    The Riverbank
    I should plume myself on the merit of keeping under my thighs everything
    that is meaningless. But I don't do that, because I think the opposite; what
    if what I am trying to underline is not a merit, but a duty? What if it is
    me, and not anyone else, that is meant to guard the horizon? Somebody, in
    the end, must do the hard work. I accept, therefore, to analyse the unknown
    under the magnifying lens. I take the evidence for what it is not, and I try
    to outline it: that's it, this is the truth; we must get reconciled with
    ourselves; in order to touch this implacable aim, it is enough that the
    smart guy stop playing the fool.
    Out of question?
    No way, quite alike!

    1.- " This story is about you".

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