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Month of December '98

Marlene:Melissa- You know, I agree. I thnk the guy should be on some type of meds. - 4:32:13 on 1 Dec 98 GMT

HI STEVEN...Yes MIMM#2 MAYBE : free of spam, but this format is so much easier.....best anyway.Passing Through - 11:11:08 on 1 Dec 98 GMT

HI STEVEN...Yes MIMM#2 MAYBE : free of spam, but this format is so much easier.....best anyway.Passing Through - 11:11:42 on 1 Dec 98 GMT

HI STEVEN... : Yes MIMM#2 MAYBE free of spam, but this format is so much easier.....best anyway.Passing Through - 11:12:15 on 1 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->Carl...:Being forced away at gunpoint by inlaws has changed my point of view of gun control. The gov-mint should look into the in-breading past of some white-bread families. - 13:43:39 on 1 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->un-named...:it's "tic, tic, tic"...get it right. - 13:45:28 on 1 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:RON: Well, I myself have been- until of late, in favor of the herd principals. Us guys as young bucks and the females as the young and edible, could just go at each as long as we guys could fight and hold our own in the rut. The females as long as they wanted the best available with which to reproduce could have that, both being partys to and of the herd. Then, when old man time finally bekons either- male or female, then we pair off and retire to the shade along the pasture edge. In law prob's would be nonexistent. In breeding, that stuff seems like something made for the movies, but, it happens. - 15:32:24 on 1 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:RON: Having noted the 'creation science' movement of late, I figgered one here oughta'take a look at some Thomas Henry Huxley stuff. Now it is held that there is a spammer problem here. One of the first read thing I encounter comes from THH in a writing to his spouse. At the time his country was in a social turmoil in regards to its presiding "logic". That of then, and the spammer thing here now, both bear the same concern of logic. THH wrote, "I have no more doubt that free thought will win in the long run than I have that I sit here writing to you, or that this free thought will organise itself into a coherent system embracing human life and the world as one harmonious whole." Does this passage mean that eventually, these spammers have to begin to make sense, as even the supposed insane have an order to their madness. - 16:19:16 on 1 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->Carl...:No, I believe that passage means the spammers will finally realize they can make a difference and begin true dialogue --or-- they will begin to believe in themselves as humans. - 21:16:24 on 1 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:RON: that looks like a win win situation. But until then we gotta grin n'bear it as they grow up, here? - 21:32:29 on 1 Dec 98 GMT

1847 Le Fanu T O'Brian - 1:26:10 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

glamour:. - 1:27:08 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots:Triple Crown Near Misses Horses who won the Kentucky Derby and Preakness, but failed to win the Triple Crown in the Belmont Stakes (with placing, lengths behind the winner and winner in parentheses): 1944 - Pensive (2nd, 1/2, Bounding Home). 1958 - Tim Tam (2nd, 6, Cavan). 1961 - Carry Back (7th, 14 3/4, Sherluck). 1964 - Northern Dancer (3rd, 6, Quadrangle). 1966 - Kauai King (4th, 7 1/2, Amberoid). 1968 - Forward Pass (2nd, 1 1/2, Stage Door Johnny). 1969 - Majestic Prince (2nd, 5 1/2, Arts And Letters). 1971 - Canonero II (4th, 4 1/4, Pass Catcher). 1979 - Spectacular Bid (3rd, 3 1/4, Coastal). 1981 - Pleasant Colony (3rd, 1/2, Summing). 1987 - Alysheba (4th, 14 1/4, Bet Twice). 1989 - Sunday Silence (2nd, 8, Easy Goer). 1997 - Silver Charm (2nd, 3/4, Touch Gold). 1998 - Real Quiet (2nd, nose, Victory Gallop). - 1:32:40 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

the (s)pammers :The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 1:36:54 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Bill..:HEY RON, How goes it? Long time no hear! HI MELISSA, I doubt the Spammer will talk to you. I think the (Pam)er just wants to expose the fears and anger of those who post here; he probably thinks he is doing a service to the board; and at the same time, exercising his right to BE….. whatever that beee's! It doesn't matter to him how crazy or repetitive his posting may seem to be to others; he just wants the right to BE, and nOT bE condemned for his apparent strangeness---a subjective thing, after all! If this board really wants him to stop spamming, people will have to just exercise their right to not respond to his postings; whether their responses are positive or negative. After all it's impossible to have a conversation with only one side responding. In a strange, or lesser, sense it's a power thing; kinda like committing suicide just to teach your parents or lover a lesson….after all, he is still here while others have left. But what would I know…..ADAM, if I am GOD, and not a moron hahahaha! - 1:37:05 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

lucid dreaming:Only a jackass would want someone to climb on his back and carry hin all over the place. - 1:45:15 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

.:The Fear Gorta - 1:54:40 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Remote Viewing:<<>> ,,, IOUN stones,,,I am wondering, why are you here? - 1:58:24 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

borrowing:Thorn is the third rune in what is believed to be a group of 33. That part is only speculation due to the different beliefs through the years. But, it is speculated as the third rune. Thorn is also known as Thurisaz, pronounced thu-ri-saz. Thu...ri, like rig...saz with "a" as in father. The base meaning to this is "Gateway, with thorns of resistance." It also has been known as Dorn, you can see there are many synonyms for this rune. Thorns can be looked upon in two ways, as a barrier and as a protection or a separator from the "other side" of change. So, there is good and bad in thorn. In accordance to that, thorn is a rune of testing and challenge, as well as protection and defense. To simplify this, I'll try to state it like this. Its Divinatory meaning is: Hardship, painful event, etc. Obviously, this fits Michael to a "t." Its magical uses are to aid in study and meditation and self meditation. I find this amazing because Michael had TOTAL self control and meditation. After researching, all of this is finally coming together. To understand thorn, you must realize all that's behind it. So, it helps to understand where it falls on the tonal axis. It spans from the fourteen (Earthly father), through the four (the place of the Animals...possibly explaining his eating of the dog in the first Halloween),the ten (the mind), the three, the thirteen, and the one. The one is the place of Fire. Obviously the fire explains the RAGE in Michael Myers. Some of the potential negative trends are Demonic Influence, damage, deception, and perishing of enemies. Well, looky what we have here! All of those explain Michael Myers. To help understand Thorn, here is the POEM that goes hand in hand with thorn: A third song I know: If urgency tells me to tie the opponent w/magic Then I dullen the steel of my foes So that their swords will not cut anymore. This poem can explain Michael's influence of thorn. They believed a person was inflicted with this curse so that they could spare the lives of all other people in that "tribe." Here is something you will find AMAZING! Under Christian proselytizing influence, the Latin alphabet was generally adopted, and only two runes survived: the wynn (yes, you read correctly, the WYNN), which looked a lot like a P, and the thorn, which looked like a "p" with a neck splint. Isn't that amazing, that WYNN was one of the runes that survived? Could this explain the fascination that Dr. Wynn has with Michael's powers? Maybe this led to his name of "Wynn!" Weird Stuff. Lastly, I'll leave you with something that could possibly be used for HALLOWEEN 7. The lesson of this rune is to learn you must suffer. Not only literal suffering, but also in the biblical sense of allowing one's destiny to unfold as it should, and allowing one's self to experience all that life offers us. There is talk of "Giants" when talking of Thorn. Thorn is the name given to the Giant. The Giants (not the football team or the baseball team) may seem to be evil and destructive to the Aesir, but they bring about change, and eventually clear the way for a new age. Could Michael finally turn out to be "not as bad as he appears?" After he does "his job" maybe he'd clear up. I'll leave you guys with that last thought. Hope some of this gives you a better understanding on H6. I know this info surprised me a lot and helped me understand H6. I really loved the WYNN part. Thorn isn't just an evil rune. It can be both good and evil. Depending on which way the rune is set, can determine whether it's good or evil. This depends on which way the triangle part of the thorn symbol is facing. You see, it can also play a part in taking the evil OUT of the person cursed with it. This also goes along with what I said they could possibly do at the end of H7. How it can bring about that change it's seeking. You never know, something could trigger Michael to let the evil out of him, that protective rune, perhaps? Anyhow, I also thought I'd let everyone know how the thorn rune can also double the size of any animal for the duration of the spell. A doubling in this size would increase the weight by four times. With this, a gain of 50% over the "creature's" natural strength is probable as well. Could this explain why Michael is not affected by bullets or anything else? Can this explain why he got so BIG between parts 5 and 6? Discounting the fact that George Wilbur put on weight, could this be the explanation? The whole time that Wynn had Michael locked away (the six years) could this curse be building up in Michael? Thus, making him so much BIGGER and STRONGER than ever? I think this seems too coincidental not to be looked at! Look at the great storyline this presents. This finally could explain why Michael can't be killed. He gained all that strength over the years. Once that curse is lifted by that protective rune, I feel Myers would slowly lose all that power and bulk, returning him to a "normal" individual. - 2:32:26 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate:Michael!!! - 2:34:24 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

pistachios turn your fingers red...row your way back home you know...roll right into bed:As the bickering and name-calling escalated, a couple of hobgoblins came around a corner back up past the T intersection and skidded to a halt. Seeing and hearing several people hanging around, they turned and ran back the way they came, yelling. They were gone before anyone could attack. - 2:50:15 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Hermitage Castle:The mysterious weirdo makes his first mistake kidnapping Ashley Judd. This resourceful woman of the '90s slips through his fingers, becoming a thorn in his side. - 2:59:56 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

I doubt the (S)pammer will talk to you.:The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 3:03:50 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Ingredients 4 tablespoons (2 ounces) unsalted butter 1 pound Granny Smith apples, peeled, cored, quartered and cut into 1/4-inch slices 1 1/2 pounds sweet potatoes or yams, peeled and cut into thinly-sliced rounds 1 cup of sundried cherries, apricots, etc 1/2 teaspoon salt 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon 1/4 teaspoon freshly ground white pepper Freshly grated nutmeg 1 1/4 cups heavy cream, half anf half, or milk 1/2 cup fresh bread crumbs Directions 1. Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F. 2. In a 10-inch skillet, melt 2 tablespoons butter. Over medium-high heat, sauté the apples until slightly caramelized, 6 to 8 minutes. Add sundried fruits. 3. Place the potatoes in a medium bowl and season with salt, cinnamon, pepper and nutmeg. Pour over the cream and mix well. 4. Butter a 10-inch grain dish and layer with half the potatoes, one overlapping the other. Cover with the apples and arrange the remaining potatoes on top. Cover the dish with aluminum foil and bake for 1 hour, or until the potatoes are tender. Remove from the oven. 5. Turn the oven to 500 degrees F. Sprinkle the bread crumbs over the potatoes and dot with the remaining 2 tablespoons of butter. Return to the oven to brown, watching carefully to prevent burning. Serve immediately. To prepare ahead: Through step 4, baking for 30 minutes and continuing with the recipe at serving time. Yield: 6 servings - 3:25:42 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

glamour:. - 3:26:32 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Elecampagne:. - 3:29:37 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

and more bright blessings to you Pam - 3:30:48 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

glamour:. - 3:31:29 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

tic(k):. - 3:33:21 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

look long and directly with the eyes wide open:The Scroobious Pip went out one day When the grass was green, and the sky was grey. Then all the beasts in the world came round When the Scroobious Pip sat down on the ground. The cat and the dog and the kangaroo The sheep and the cow and the guineapig too-- The wolf he howled, the horse he neighed The little pig squeaked and the donkey brayed, And when the lion began to roar There never was heard such a noise before. And every beast he stood on the tip Of his toes to look a the Scroobious Pip. At last they said to the Fox - "By far, You're the wisest beast! You know you are! Go close to Scroobious Pip and say, Tell us all about yourself we pray- For as yet we can't make out in the least If you're Fish or Insect, or Bird or Beast." The Scroobious Pip looked vaguelyy round And sang these words with a rumbling sound- Chippetty Flip; Flippetty Chip;- My only name is the Scroobious Pip. 2 The Scroobious Pip from the top of a tree Saw the distant Jellybolee,- And all the birds in the world came there, Flying in crowds all through the air. The Vulture and Eagle, the cock and the hen The Ostrich the Turkey the Snipe and the Wren; The Parrot chattered, the Blackbird sung And the owl looked wise bu held his tongue, And when the Peacock began to scream The hullabaloo was quite extreme. And every bird he fluttered the tip Of his wng as he stared at the Scroobious Pip. At last they said to the owl- "By far, You're the wisest Bird -- you know you are! Fly close to the Scroobious Pip and say, Explain all about yourself we paray- For as yet we have neither seen nor heard If you're fish or insect, beast or bird!" The Scroobious Pip looked gaily round And sang these words with a chirpy sound- Chippetty Flip; Flippetty Chip;- My only name is the Scroobious Pip. 3 The Scroobious Pip went into the sea By the beautiful shore of Jellybolee- All the fish in the world swam round With a splashing squashy spluttering sound. The sprat, the herring, the turbot too The shark, the sole and the mackerel blue, The flounder spluttered, the purpoise puffed ............................................................... And when the whale began to spout ............................................................... And every fish he shook the tip Of his tail as he gazed on the Scroobious Pip At last they said to the whale- "By far You're the biggest Fish - you know you are! Swim close to the Scroobious Pip and say- Tell us all about yourself we pray!- For to know you yourself is our only wish; Are you beast or insect, bird or fish?" The Scroobious Pip looked softly round And sung these words with a liquid sound- Pliffity Flip; Pliffety Flip;- My only name is the Scroobious Pip. 4 The scroobious Pip sat under a tree By the silent shores of the Jellybolee; All the insects in all the world About the Scroobious Pip entwirled. Beetles and with purple eyes Gnats and buzztilential flies- Grasshoppers, butterflies, spiders too, Wasps and bees and dragon-flies blue, And when the gnats began to hum bounced like a dismal drum, And every insect curled the tip Of his snout, and looked a the Scroobious Pip. At last the said to the Ant - "By far You're the wisest insect, you know you are! Creep close to the Scroobious Pip and say- Tell us all about yourself we pray, For we can't find out, and we can't tell why- If you're beast or fish or a bird or a fly." The Scroobious Pip turned quickly round And sang these words with a whistly sound Wizzeby wip - wizzeby wip-- My only name is the Scroobious Pip. 5 Then all the beasts that walk on the ground Danced in a circle round and round- And all the birds that fly in the air Flew round and round in a circle there, And all the fish in the Jellybolee Swum in a circle about the sea, And all the insects that creep or go Buzzed in a circle to and fro. And they roared and sang and whistled and cried Till the noise was heard from side to side- Chippetty tip! Chippetty tip! It's only name is the Scroobious Pip. - 3:43:21 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel:My thoughts exactly!!! - 3:49:54 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

LIZ GREENE :lunar - 4:04:10 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Brak:Hi Ev'ryBUDDY,,,these Druids make swell phrens and play nicely with the oak tress. - 4:16:31 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Well the oak trees can't tell them to take a hike, though they may wish to. - 5:18:55 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->Bill, Carl...:Usually spammers attack head-on with diverse notions...this junk is the same, over and over again. Like, we don't know what druids are? Er, d'uh. - 13:02:30 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Joette (for my friends who have been concerned):--hi guys..just wanted to give an update on what has been happening...Jocey had surgery last night..it was just a matter of time before the disease would cause this deterioration, and it is almost with a sense of relief that it is over...for both she and myself..we don't know how long she will be in hospital, but hopefully she is on her way to a temporary recovery for now..she still has every intention on boarding a plane to England on Dec. 27th..so, I apologize for not e-mailing those of you who have been supportive..take care y'all! - 14:06:43 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Steven :JOETTE <<>> I hope everything works out for you and yours. - 14:23:25 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:RON: These supposed druid posts are just a right wing conspiracy! It began when WJC began by positing his postmodern views as concerns with his what is 'is' and what is really 'alone'. So now the rwc faction figgers to get both atheism and that postmodern horsecrap by tossing it, or so they want atheists to accept, at atheistic concerns such as this discussion site. 'They' will try anything. [fun! huh?] - 15:47:19 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->Joette...:My hopes are with you for her fast and full recovery. - 17:10:37 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

head-on with diverse notions:The eagle came back, seized him in his talons by the back of his coat, and swooped off. This time he flew only a short way. Very soon Bilbo was laid down, trembling with fear, on a wide shelf of rock on the mountain-side. - 17:52:01 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

josiah holbrook:I am a new vistor to this red discussion site. The pleasant application suits the needs of all in a Paul Kurtz way. I hope to come back soon . - 18:03:25 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

(s)pammers :The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 18:05:31 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

The west is the best... The west is the best... Get here, and we'll do the rest... - 18:14:08 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

glamour:. - 18:14:42 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

josiah holbrook:Back again phrens, Steven ,I guess, do you have a remote involution to post that other free site of yours. Maybe I would like to give it a try; passing through ,,, I hope for a inviolate invitation. I know you won't remotely disappoint the lucid enveloping conditions. - 18:38:06 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

1. a statement that seems contradictory, absurd, etc. but may be true in fact. 2. a statement that is self-contradictory in fact and, hence, false. 3. a person or thing seeming inconsistent and full of contradictions. - 18:46:26 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

glamour:. - 18:47:06 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

and more bright blessings to you Pam - 18:51:24 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

glamour:. - 18:52:22 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Elecampagne:. - 19:00:30 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

josiah holbrook:Well,,, I remotely remember an interesting read 'Walter Kaufmann's "Critique of Religion and Philosophy". Perhaps Bill would fine the part on 'subjective truth' quite debatable as he is fond of playing in the paradox sanbox. This is certainly not my last post; I will keep in touch. A lovely goodbye and be careful out there. - 19:11:32 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

borrow: a thank you offends them EllA ,,,the censor/censure refreshes teine though,,, block not exispicy - 19:31:02 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

block:borrow - 19:34:46 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Bill..:JOSIAH, Thanks for the book reference. JOETTE, I have been thinking about your family lately and do hope the best for you guys. I emailed you some pictures to brighten up you day. :- ) - 21:05:16 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Bill shall spam no more...:I just finished the last couple of pages (which i will share here) of my annual xmas letter to family and friends. They are as follows: ***** Of course this time of year can be hectic and unnerving if we allow our peace-of-mind-focus to be distracted and distorted by our other material-mind-focuses, on what we perceive these holiday traditions to be. The tangible, of course, has its place, but I think we should not allow this material aspect to supplant or erode the intangible spiritual foundation of our being. Ironically, it seems to be a constant "battle" for "peace" this time of the year. I wrote a poem, inspired by a sunset behind our house a couple of weeks ago, which seems appropriate for the season. I titled it, "Tranquility" and I think it reflects what many may desire during the hectic holiday season. It goes as follows: I labored this day from dusk to dawn; I survived once again, as I arrived at home. My labored mind was in random disorder; I flopped myself down, and tried to sort her. I sat in my chair not wanting to move; the room slowly brightened, with rays to soothe. I stood and watched the kaleidoscope of color; I remember thinking, it was like no other. Its setting was near, its last performance was clear; as I stood transfixed, unable to veer. Its water's reflection began to glow, as it slipped from the clouds to the horizon below. Like a long straight highway, I began to see, the suns yellow road opening up me. On this highway to heaven my mind did steer, as I floated and flew, my direction was clear. This timeless peace with me at last; I sang my song with my heavenly cast. The dragon-cloud belches his fiery tune; his wings of glory would be gone soon. The mountain-cloud mouthed its cavernous song; I realized its beauty was there all along. The rainbow-cloud thundered, its cymbals of glory, oh how beautiful this heavenly story. A sudden flash and I could see; myself back in reality. The amber glow of dusk went dim, as it sank into the land within, The sky and land meets endlessly, obscuring all reality. My earthly fate was clear to me, there would be no…… Tranquility! Also, in closing, I would like to mention that it's important, this time of the year, to remember those who are less fortunate or in some kind of PAIN. Friendships, family, and relationships can come in many forms and we must remember that perhaps one of these forms is not having a laugh or similar personality… or any of that stuff; perhaps it is the commonalty of "pain." Those individuals who are, in some degree, in physical or emotional pain can feel even worse, when others are celebrating around them. Sometimes with families and relationships there are no answers; sometimes it's hard to even define the question; sometimes---it will just have to do that, pain IS---and these families have it---and it's all woven into the fabric of LOVE. For me, "friendship/family" is more than just sharing each other's pain. Sharing pain has its place, as does sharing joy, in the emotional pyramid (building blocks) that form the structure of "friendship/family/relationship." Each emotional block (human encounter) can, over time, ultimately elevate us (as the pyramid) and bring us closer together, to a united-point. This united-point of "selfless-emotional-unity" --- beyond scholarship --- ironically, seems to return us to our birth-state-experience, and we---as TRUE friends or family---rediscover and experience our inner PEACE and LOVE; and if only for a moment in time, we become as ONE! As the season celebrates one individual's birth; what better time of the year to reflect, rediscover, and experience our OWN birth-state-experience of … PURITY --- PEACE --- LOVE --- INNOCENCE. Merry Christmas --- Happy New Year --- (and as always) --- Keep the Season Spirit Alive! - 21:23:52 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:BILL- Stop spamming! - 21:35:35 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->dang Bill...:That was nice. - 22:16:34 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:BILL: I'm gonna start chantin' and sniffin'for pixie dust if you do that again. - 22:30:29 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Bill..:RON, Thanks! HI MARLENE, Would you rather I play a goofy GOD, hahahhaaha.....burp! Happy holidays! I got to go fix supper for my working half....haha, bye! - 22:40:12 on 2 Dec 98 GMT

Bill..:CARL, HAHAHA....That's a good one! But it made me FEEL so GOOD! So, let me hear some of your poetry, ha! - 0:16:01 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->Bill...: Does that comment to MARLENE imply you made the big leap and no longer work for da man? - 12:54:08 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->This just in...:Arlington, Texas former officer loses appeal for termination after wearing crucifix on uniform...Court ruled he was rightfully terminated under the rule of "no non-standard display on a uniform". Human understanding can cross the religious threshold. In other news, last nights Voyager sucked and DS9 was a rerun. - 13:03:51 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:RON: You texans catch the escaped death row fella yet? I read where one o'the higher up cops was able to use the hollywood line of, "dead or alive, it don't matter", on the matter o'capture. I got a kick outta'film footage showin'big ol'fat cowboy lookin'cops on horses. Red neck xtians, i thought, just itchin'to kill somebody. - 16:07:20 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Anselm:Thank you for the address, Grant. Man is man made 2 seems like an interesting spot but the color scheme gives me somewhat of a headache. Peter, your affectionate greeting touched my soul. Oh, sorry. You don't believe in a soul so let me rephrase that. Your affectionate greeting served to create a massive movement of neurons in my brain. Thank you. - 17:01:13 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:ANSELM: Do you see, or do you anticipate an unleashing of your religious exhortation upon these tree huggers now at this site? O'course I for one don't accept there views and relevant words any more than any of the words of the religious adherents. If you want to dispell them of their delusions first we could do it and then help you with your delusions. - 17:09:05 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:CARL- HA! HA! Good plan! - 17:50:05 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 18:02:21 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Remote viewing:Man is man made 2 - 18:04:09 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Nirvana:I hear the music, daylight disc... Three men in black said, "Don't report this"... "Ascension," and that's all they said... Sickness now, the hour's dread... All praise... He's found the awful truth, Balthazar... He's found the saucer news... I'm in fairy rings and tower beds... "Don't report this," three men said... Books by the blameless and by the dead... King in yellow, queen in red... All praise... He's found the awful truth, Balthazar... He's found the saucer news... Dead leaves always give up motion... I no longer feel the motion... Where prophecy fails, the falling motion... "Don't report this, agents of fortune"... All praise... He's found the awful truth, Balthazar... He's found the saucer news... - 18:12:40 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 18:16:17 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:ANSELM: Some of the wayward tree huggers are here, grab your stuff and go after them. As you will see they don't grovel before your godthing nor pray and all that other stuff your ancient name-sake Anselm the archbishop o'canterbury, so desired o'all. Go get'em Anselm II! - 18:27:01 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

hi - 18:33:23 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

things unsuitable - 18:34:23 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

yesss gollum - 18:35:00 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

glamour reversed - 18:35:34 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 18:36:28 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

borrow---censorship magick - 18:37:04 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Steven :ANSELM <<>> what color scheme do you think would work better, man I tried almost every color. Hmmm, let me see if I can tone the volume down on the blue. RON, do you have the ability to block the spammers? If you do I will get rid of MIMM2 and we can resume all disussion here. - 18:54:42 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Brad Gregory~~~ From a quick view at the surroundings here, a block or two or three takes place with these lovely tree huggers. With all the talk of free sites,,, these Druids merely represent themselves in an odd way strangeness. No delusions here of free riding. Can I take you on an uplited poetry trip. Lucid ,of course, a pleasant afternoon to all the proponents of censorship here. - 18:59:41 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

block/borrow - 19:00:51 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

block the (s)pammers??? The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 19:09:12 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them EllA ,,,the censor/censure refreshes teine though,,, block not exispicy - 19:10:21 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:BRAD: Brad is it? The mantraesqueness of the tree huggers appears more like a simple minded static what withall their repetition. Looks like they patch and paste and nothing more. Is this good? If yea, for who or what and how is it a good? - 19:17:37 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Steven :SPAMMER/DRUID/WHATEVER <<>> If i were to meet you IRL i would teach you how to bob, hehe. Druids are part of history, you wouldn't know a real druid if you saw one. I invision a pimply faced teenager sitting behind mommies P90. You may possible even be one of the despised christian sorts. From what I understand in my research of Druids, you do not have a clue. Druids were no different then Holy Roman Priests. They simply had a different religion. Your babble reminds me of the bullshit talking in tongues that many protestants try to tell us is the lords work (yaaaa, right). Why dont you give us a break, and post what you think in coherent sentences that mean something to someone other than yourself. If your were not ruining other people pleasure in discussion then I would simply find you pitifull and forget about you. - 19:18:10 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Baseball Caps~~~ Baseball cap with solid back and leather strap, designed with embroidered USA logo. Adjustible size.Colors: red - 19:20:32 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

(S)PAMMER~~~The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 19:24:22 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Edmond of Glynn Areth - 19:28:22 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Adam GOD is ONE PRICK BASTARD ÝÝÝÝ:Reasons we know the bible was written by men #313: Let's look at the ten commandments (Exodus Ch 20): "...I the Lord thy God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate me..." NOW WHAT KIND OF A DOUCHEBAG WOULD SAY SHIT LIKE THAT?.......Speaking of Arlington, Texas, yours truly plans to be there for the last two pre-season baseball games of 1999: Houston at Texas (I will root for Texas) and METS at TEXAS (I will not root for Texas). Congrats on the Rangers' signing of Palmiero, and the Mets' of Ventura. - 21:38:18 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:STEVEN - Blocking that idiot is the only thing that will work. Not only is he likely pimpley faced but also a real site in his gothic makeup. I really don't mind the goth thing at all, in fact I think it's kind of kool but when the kids lives his D&D game, it's going way too far. - 22:31:06 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Skip:You know what? God is real and alive. Argue that with NATURE! - 23:57:00 on 3 Dec 98 GMT

Bill..:RON, My comment to Marlene was in reference to me assuming the GOD name, instead of the BILL name, when I played in the sandbox with Adam a couple of weeks ago. I was bored and felt bad for Adam because he always wants to Kick Gods Ass and God was never around….Everyone had left the board here and he was all alone with the Spammers. It was fun and I enjoyed it very much. As far as no longer believing in the Man goes, I have always believed in myself, and not human being creations, for any connection to nature that I might have. If God exist, I should be able to experience same through my own faculties. Why look to someone else's delusions. - 0:50:53 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

HI JOETTE..... HI JOETTE... HI JOETTE...: ..Although I'm not up to speed with Jocey's case, you have my heartfelt..... As you specify an illness, be advised that this is nature's way of culling the weak stock. With nearly 6 billion people on this planet, there is going to have to be a radical population reduction. Eg: fix the aids problem, and nature will bite back with something far more exponentially hideous. I don't think not going to church has anything to do with it. - 12:31:04 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->Bill...:I see. - 13:02:28 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->Carl...:Seems the escaped convict was found late yesterday evening...drowned in a stream. YEAH, right. "Excuse me officer, isn't that a large caliber bullet entry wound in the back of his head?", "nope", says the redneck Sherif, "He done got himself drowndededed." - 13:06:36 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Blocking that idiot is the only thing that will work:censorship - 14:20:52 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 14:24:26 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

with the (S)pammers The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 14:27:08 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Meredith Richard--- a wonderful day to all advocates of censorship. Skipping into this site I see and sense an arrogant tension of the kind most easily persuaded. The struggle is caled perhaps but the flight whispers its desolation. Understandable votive ictuses land grittily. I hope the gravamen of yours is welcome along with my presence; It is wonderful the freedom expressed at this site. Your prescience warrants itself. Have a beautiful day! - 14:42:29 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 14:43:44 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

One sunny day you see a flash of gold fly through the sky looking for it`s prey or soaring over its home. It could be some kind of bird, but does it have two beautiful golden wings? If it does, and it also has a long pointed beak, then it is a Golden Eagle! The Golden Eagle's is also know as the Booted Eagle. It is one of the most numerous eagles and the best known. It lives in mountains around North America, Europe, Asia, and Northern Africa. - 14:46:30 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Meredith Richard--- back again. Schizophrenia is most unpleasant for some. Just how risky is clozapine therapy? Just a thought to hug to a tree. Hope to hear from you. - 14:58:08 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 14:58:54 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

redneck Sherif ---there's more than the keyboard inkiness - 15:02:27 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 15:03:07 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

"Murderers and elf-friends!" the Great Goblin shouted. "Slash them! Beat them! Bite them! Gnash them! Take them away to dark holes full of snakes, and never let them see the light again. He was in such a rage that he jumped off his seat and himself rushed at Thor.n with his mouth wide open. - 15:09:57 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

If you do I will get rid of MIMM2 and we can resume all disussion here. - 15:10:56 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

When I'm feeling tired... She puts you through the door... I crawl towards the cursed alley... Sometimes I can't find my way... This curtain's (pwca) spellbound (still round)... So get all that you can... A cool man is toughening/too plain... A good hosing down... When the hate in my field (ma)eternal all four... Cannot look me in the eyes... But I asked the years ham radio blew... And the car, twist, mouth, fear! Yaaah!!! I think so... I think so... I think so... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Back when 'twas a party... I scratched with my nails... I see now that she's just like me... Why do they not try to escape??? They bring out the holy ones... They pointed my way... They come with the flashing lights... And take my family away... An-gr-y later I am known to... Slap some friends of ridicule... My whole existence is for your fears... And that is why I'm here with you!!! Don't taaaake... Me awaaaaay... You're round... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... - 15:17:02 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

still round EllA??? - 15:21:42 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

block/borrow - 15:22:25 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 15:23:44 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Meredith Richard--- A pleasant hello again; I am intereseted in any sites on The Burning Times. Perhaps Carl can help me out on this one, I remotely remember his Vance style inkiness. Laughter you know is the best meds. Have a beautiful day for a third time and I have also read "Raptor" 3 times. Steven, perhaps if you are not to busy with the other site could you refresh me on the topic. A remote possibility??? Again have a nice day!!! - 15:37:41 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

"nope", says the redneck Sherif - 15:39:24 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->(!)...:I can take this place off line and save a few bucks. - 16:03:28 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

block/borrow - 16:22:57 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Baseball Caps~~~ Baseball cap with solid back and leather strap, designed with embroidered USA logo. Adjustible size.Colors: red - 16:23:34 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 16:24:24 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:RON: From where I post to where you read it, I must extend to you my understanding and my fullest appreciation of the dilemma of your position. I've been a participant of this chat site for a few years and you longer than I. We've seen some good sound grey matter action, intellectual-like even, at other times. One of my anticipations back then, was and remains the same today, not to talk of no godthing[s]- that in case there are more than one. A godthing, its a primitive and immature conduct of ones mind and unworthy of discussion. It leads to nothing. An atheist accepts that position. I figgered that the time would come when the theist can't say and has nothing more to say. Theism spiritualism and other such unseeables, end in idiocy; of this word, I see the greek assessment that 'such people are said to know what no one else knows' as quite meaningful. Is blocking and control, really a bad thing? - 16:29:39 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

still round EllA??? - 16:31:50 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

block/borrow - 16:32:24 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 16:32:55 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene..we need treatment for that pimple:RON- Is there no way to block this idiot? He's more irritating than the pimple on my ass! - 16:34:11 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Get a life Pam. - 16:36:43 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Mudhole? Slimy? My home this is! - 16:39:39 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

I am wondering, why are you here? ,,, IOUN stones,,, --> - 16:41:41 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

still round EllA??? - 16:43:45 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 16:44:31 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 16:44:58 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 16:46:10 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

still round EllA??? - 16:50:17 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Before the kiss, a redcap - 16:51:19 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Steven :RON <<>> does this site cost $$$. If so, and you have admin rights, block the spammers IP, all of them. If you cant block the IP's then what is the point. If you can then great, if not then close the page, and come to MiMM2. - 16:51:59 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Russ T Pipes--- "I don't know it", said the piper. - 16:53:00 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

MiMM2 --- Remote viewing - 16:54:01 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

$$$ - 16:54:54 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

block/borrow - 16:55:25 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 16:56:04 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

block the (s)pammers IP The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. rehash - 17:01:38 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 17:02:10 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Rob--- got a new modem (just testing) Would that be might as well Die as a Pam? Sounds tranquil but red. - 17:04:00 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Baseball Caps~~~ Baseball cap with solid back and leather strap, designed with embroidered USA logo. Adjustible size.Colors: red - 17:04:59 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 17:05:51 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Get a life Pam. - 17:09:45 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 17:10:24 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:STEVEN: Sounds like you're armed? cool. - 17:10:45 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

You'll recall that in Michael Myer's original killing spree, Tommy Doyle was the child being babysat by the girl murdered when Myers - Oh, never mind. - 17:21:38 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 17:22:11 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 17:22:41 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Get a life Pam. - 17:24:53 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate``` "Michael!" - 17:31:08 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:RON: While censorship in a free world has some distastefully discriminatory aspects about it, we as atheistic participants could for the sake of the better mental health and for you to get your moneys worth [capitalism rears its fanged drooling serpentine head] the "C" word just might become required for this site to go on. Or too, someone else {who knows the meaning of Miller time} might pick up handling this site? It would be a sad mark, to allow such a unique concern as this or any atheistic site to fold and disapate to nothingness. keep in mind, the spirit minded folks never allow non-spirit minds to exist, but have a love to destroy in the name of unseeables. - 17:57:12 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:RON: What we might or you may consider that you do with exercising control and "some" censoring, you raise the bar of acceptable conduct, ergo, thoughtful participation. I play at the godless zone where "they" control cussin'. It has not inhibited anyone's personal expression there. The censoring action won't be a 'Stalin' thing but I can see how it can be practiced as a reasonable mature person. If we hold the bar of acceptable conduct at that level, IMO, the lame and moronic action, whatever it is, would dwindle away. - 18:23:30 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Adam GRiMM, TOO *¸¸¸:Not the MiMM2 page, o wretched bed of thread, and colors there to dread! - 22:09:59 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

ADAM Our Censors Indicate Nothing, Captain*****:What's with all this lilly-livered hand wringing about censorship? I suggest that many here fail to understand the meaning of that word. Censorship occurs only when certain types of content are barred. It is not censorship to ban certain MANNERS of expression on a content-neutral basis. Thus, if all spamming was blocked irrespective of its content, that would not be censorship and nobody ought to be concerned about it. - 22:14:13 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:ADAM: You got a second here as soon as someone decides to make the motion. "They" inscribe nothing, so nothing is lost and nothing has been violated, true? - 22:32:04 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Adam E-MOTION NOTION ¢¢¢¢:¢arl: Well, I would avoid evaluating the merits of their content for the purposes of a block, and focus instead on such things as the length of a post, the redundancy of postings or the anonymity of the poster. That is, the criteria for blocking must go to the MANNER of a post rather than its content, lest someone be in a position to block all disagreeable material. Much as I deride the format and look of the deuce page, exactly how does the blocking occur there? - 22:57:07 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:ADAM: I prefer the vulgar route, I'm sure for example "purjury" is a delightful exercise and loaded with subtlty and ineuendo and all manner of delights and delicacy, but instead, I just called the notion's final point, or as you framed it, a "nothing". - 23:14:24 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Adam JIM BEAM ME UP ™™™:ÇÇÇÇÇÇarl: Well, it's life Jim, but not as we know it. Hey, what does "INRI" stand for above the crucified Christ? - 23:31:01 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:ADAM: Do tell. - 23:49:51 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Adam I WAS ASKING:çççççarl: No, I really did want to know. - 23:53:42 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:ADAM: oh, - 23:57:58 on 4 Dec 98 GMT

Adam LUCIFER'S PRESS-ON NAILS ÝÝÝÝÝÝ:....but I always thought it meant "I'm Nailed Right In" - 0:14:54 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

test - 15:51:35 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

James--->All...:Is ignoring the spammer really that big of a challenge? I am beginning to like the MIMM2 format. It certainly goes a long way towards making a spammers efforts irrelevant. - 16:13:47 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Kirk:Our Censors Indicate Nothing, Captain - 17:48:43 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Baseball Caps~~~ Baseball cap with solid back and leather strap, designed with embroidered USA logo. Adjustible size.Colors: red - 17:51:06 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 17:52:29 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Bill, To spam or not to spam….....:Their purpose is clear to me; there is no Simplicity. On the horizon I could barely see, a flock of white birds approaching me. Their direction, it was clear, had a purpose as they drew near. In formation they did fly, with graceful beauty, against the sky. Their determinism a joy to behold, never resting, their spirits bold. As I watched, upon my dock, I envisioned myself amongst the flock. For once my purpose cleared, my direction I gladly steered. There was no question which way to go, as we had to escape the snow. At last I was not alone, and the world became my eternal home. The silent song my wings did play, as I led the flock this sunny day. This timeless peace with me at last, as I partook this boldest task. The earth beneath seemed so small, and my purpose was so tall. Onward we did fly, as the dusk grew oh so nigh! In a flash I could see, myself back in reality. As I watched the sky go clear, my lonely song I began to hear. A single tear my chin did find, as this moment faded from my mind. My purpose it was clear to me, there would be no Simplicity! - 17:53:08 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

The savage bull may; but if ever the sensible Benedick bear it, pluck off the bull's horns and set them in my forehead, and let me be vilely painted, and in such great letters as they write, "Here is good horse to hire," let them signify under my sign, "here you may see Benedick the married man." I understand that Benedick is refuting Don Pedro's proverb that every savage bull (Benedick)- will be yoked (hitched in marriage). My main question is what the section from "pluck off the bull's horns" to "married man" is refering to. Help please! - 17:58:56 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 17:59:25 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

James--->Bill...:Nicely done, as for the no name post I perhaps the bull's horn is being likened to a mans last name? - 18:08:31 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

When I'm feeling tired... She puts you through the door... I crawl towards the cursed alley... Sometimes I can't find my way... This curtain's (pwca) spellbound (still round)... So get all that you can... A cool man is toughening/too plain... A good hosing down... When the hate in my field (ma)eternal all four... Cannot look me in the eyes... But I asked the years ham radio blew... And the car, twist, mouth, fear! Yaaah! I think so... I think so... I think so... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Back when 'twas a party... I scratched with my nails... I see now that she's just like me... Why do they not try to escape??? They bring out the holy ones... They pointed my way... They come with the flashing lights... And take my family away... An-gr-y later I am known to... Slap some friends of ridicule... My whole existence is for your fears... And that is why I'm here with you! Don't taaaake... Me awaaaaay... You're round... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... - 18:08:37 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Get a life Pam. - 18:09:50 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

You'll recall that in Michael Myer's original killing spree, Tommy Doyle was the child being babysat by the girl murdered when Myers - Oh, never mind. - 18:10:27 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 18:11:05 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 18:12:49 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Susan Cooper---> --> ---> Dropping in to everyone who fashions surely censorship...my last name is similiar to another cooper of the ghouls. How are Peter and Joette doing theses days,,,Willy freed of course. I have the appropriate wedge of the nice for some time now and it is rather binding nonetheless. These Druids are quite nice in their range of expressions and their oak trees are nice too. PapaSam this will be my last post of course and bright blessings to you Pam. - 18:24:47 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

flint loi(k)e - 18:25:19 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate``` "Michael!" - 18:26:13 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

MIMM2 remote viewing,,, I am wondering why are you here? ,,, IOUN stones,,, - 18:28:05 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate``` "Michael!" - 18:28:37 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 18:29:12 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

name - 18:30:02 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 18:30:35 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Rob--- just got back from a trip from China like it really matters tic(k). Sounds tanquil and red Pam. Not me also. Grim. - 18:32:30 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 18:33:10 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

r - 18:33:47 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Sounds t.anquil - 18:34:27 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 18:36:05 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 18:36:39 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

ye(s)(s)(s) gollum - 18:37:26 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate``` "Michael!" - 18:38:15 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

ignoring the spammer The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 18:40:19 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Susan Cooper---> --> ---> Back again!!! Does moon-boy dance a ritual also. And Carl can you please post that link of The Burning Times, quite refreshes teine. And Ron what is borrowed stares at more gold. A pleasant lucid goodbye. I hope for a nice response from all phrens here. - 18:46:49 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Baseball Caps~~~ Baseball cap with solid back and leather strap, designed with embroidered USA logo. Adjustible size.Colors: red - 18:47:27 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Bill...:Hi JAMES, Thanks for the comments. I too agree that ignoring the spammer is not that big of a problem for me either….my page dn button works quite well, and it only takes a minute to input a higher number to review old post. Besides he can't stay online 24 hours a day so there is plenty of time to converse. Besides, I like to spam and spread my stuff upon the world as well, ha! - 19:52:47 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Bill spreads his junk upon the world...:As some here may know, I personally experienced a submarine collision in June of 1970. The collision sank a Russian submarine. The story of the incident has been published in a book titled, Blind Man's Bluff. You'll find a chapter on the USS Tautog SSN 639 around p. 140. The story appears to be fairly accurate. Scanning over a friends book brought back some VERY chilling memories. The book even names some people that I worked with. The accident almost sank our boat when it flooded part of our watertight hull. I feel very fortunate---as do my son's I'll bet, ha!---to be here. Over 90 Russians in their Echo II class nuclear submarine weren't so lucky. Our sonar recorded the Russian submarine imploding. We heard popping and cracking sounds as it capitulated to the cold darkness below. Looking back, I feel like the incident was just one of the many sad vestiges of the Cold War. Our young adults have much to be thankful for that this time period, as well as many darker time periods before, are but a faint---but never to be forgotten---memory of our country's survival and learning experiences. Oh well, enough about memories and books! - 19:55:35 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Bill spams again, hahaha...:Thanksgiving has just passed and another eventful year is rapidly coming to a close. We had a wonderful time Thanksgiving Day at my sister's condo on the beach. Mike (brother-in-law) cooked his spectacular vegetarian---non-turkey day---special, complete with red and white wines for all to enjoy. We then finished the evening down on the beach talking and watching the kids play. The sunset was beautiful...it labored behind the horizon clouds, sending out billions of rays in all directions. On the horizon I could see, the sky and sea meet endlessly --- obscuring all reality… or was it that cheap beer Mike, hahaha??? - 20:00:43 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Bill's ghost from times past...:We spent a wonderful weekend with Shane and friends at the University of Florida. We hauled furniture, cloths, books, and a gas grill down to help furnish some of the house they are renting. Their bachelor pad is located in the woods on an acre and a half of land. Shane got us tickets to the football game (Auburn vs. Florida), and we met his girlfriend's Dad and brother. Saturday night Shane and roommates threw a party, which lasted all night. We left after the first twenty-five students showed up and went back to the hotel. Woods and businesses surround his place so the noise is not a problem. The house is like a large cabin with decks out back, but the interesting part is that all the students claim a ghost haunts it. The atmosphere certainly supports the notion! The old rotted privacy fence supports a white cross. There are large trees, spanish moss and snakes in the back yard. Supposedly a drug dealer was killed there, and the previous tenants left because the ghost kept pinching them. Shane was afraid to tell his girlfriend about the pinching, until one night she accused him of pinching her, ha! There are many noises, aberrations, and pinchings going on there, ha! Shane looked at the clock on the wall once and it turned into an evanescent human face. Shane said maybe it was from too much coffee, but who knows? What specters the mind may behold! To Believe or not to bElieve; that is the question here! Every question begs an answer, and every answer begs another question. If the question is to "Be" or not to "bE," would the answer be just BE??? Hahahhaha! I think I'm ready for Hollar-ween again, ha! - 20:08:06 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

Bill....:Come on now people; surely we can out spam the spammer!!!!! - 20:18:07 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

spam-away::::rOB:This is Rob from NY! TO THE OTHER ROB>>'HOW IS YOUR APPEARANCE'? - 22:46:42 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

spam-away::::Rob (An English rose by any other name...):To the NY Rob (aka Skippy Skip?). First, me's no chameleon- my name's Rob and that's the handle I use here. Second, I'm not an imposter, since I have been using it here for over a year. You can resurrect me as the digit if you so wish, but I assure you my intentions are not that malaevolent -0 Would love to talk, but I have to go now. - 16:02:58 on 30 Apr 98 GMT - 22:48:31 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

sa::::Rob:ANOTHER nice quote from Wittgenstein>>>" Animals come when their NAMES are called. Just like human beings". - 16:56:25 on 30 Apr 98 GMT - 22:49:32 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

sa::::Rob: "COME HERE--skippy--- what a good boy! I have some nice dog biscuits for you. NO, NO BAD DOG>>>>>for pissing on my rose bushes--you get nothing." "COME HERE--rob--good dog--for remaining nice and silent for some time>>>>you get a nice juicy steak dinner".. Life feeds on life! - 17:22:56 on 30 Apr 98 GMT - 22:50:12 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

sa::::rOB:fuck it--I guess you were here first so I will change mine too>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>rOB. The labeling continues with its sardonic use of lithium! - 18:16:11 on 30 Apr 98 GMT - 22:51:03 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

sa::::rOB:Das Gebaude Deines Stolzes ist abzutragen. Und das gibt furchtbare Arbeit.>>>"The edifice of your pride has to be dismantled. And that is terribly hard work.........'The greater purity of objects which don't affect the senses, numbers for instance."--L.Wittgenstein - 4:16:29 on 1 May 98 GMT - 22:52:46 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

sa::::rOB:Stevenson translated ethical statements into statements WHOSE MAIN PURPOSE IS TO CREATE INFLUENCE. When I say "Murder is evil," what I seek to do is to INFLUENCE others around me so that they, too, may come to disapprove of murder. In saying 'Murder is evil,' I am not really describing a fact as in informative language-------------I AM USING LANGUAGE IN A DYNAMIC WAY IN ORDER TO MOVE THOSE WHO HEAR ME/ SEE IT ON THE PC INTO A PARTICULAR KIND OF ATTITUDE OR BEHAVIOR! - 5:24:23 on 1 May 98 GMT - 22:53:38 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

sa::::rOB:Lastly another fine quote by Wittgenstein---"Der Kreis meiner Gedanken ist wahrscheinlich viel enger, als ich ahne">>>>>'My thoughts probably move in a far narrower circle than I suspect". As some implied that I am unbalanced/and/or a lithium freak>> my needs for these terms may be narrower than?????? - 5:41:10 on 1 May 98 GMT - 22:55:33 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

sa:::::rOB:JOETTE... NO, I am not using this machine to influence anybody>>just having some unbalanced fun. I agree being unbalanced is not ALWAYS bad. Really I am not or believe that I am some pampered , prestined>>>let us say COLLEGE educated WANKER. 'Your wanker-banker to influence--he understands>>>that's right --your wanker-banker to influence>>>she understands. - 15:34:26 on 1 May 98 GMT - 22:56:57 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

sa::::rOB:Rob.. Everyone desires something(subconsciously etc.or otherwise) in their own little WARPED rose garden. In terms of influence>>we have freedom of choice but what of freedom FROM choice??? The unbalanced floodgtaes I am sure our open to this notion. Let us again have a lithium-free discussion on free-will??--hehe - 15:44:06 on 1 May 98 GMT - 22:57:41 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

sa:::rOB:One thing is quite clear, a glossy coat of paranoia lingers in the use of this little machine-communication box! Paranoia>self-destroyer---there is a little green man in my head>>Kinks--hehe! - 16:43:44 on 1 May 98 GMT rOB:Nixon is truly not dead--a part of his paranoia breeds contempt within us! - 16:48:10 on 1 May 98 GMT rOB:AS jaywilson once said that , I think , EVERYONE has their own plumbers (in more ways than one)! - 16:50:32 on 1 May 98 GMT rOB:Rob.. Thoughts have no geometrical dimensions pinned, tagged, labeled to them--that in itself is influencing a sort of 'tangible jacket' to them! - 17:09:16 on 1 May 98 GMT - 23:00:58 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

sa::::Rob:rOB: Don't get me wrong- an unbalanced approach is by no means necesarily BAD, but does it acheive what you want it to (if indeed you know what that is?). In terms of freedom of/from choice, that would depend on how one define's freedom. Do you have a preferred interpretation (or one with which you would care to influence us?). I for one am happy to leave ethics at the psychological level, but then I for one am pretty amoral. Is your declaration of all thoughts as being devoid of geometrical dimensions more restrictive than my use of metaphor? Maybe so/not- but in any case does it matter? - 18:18:26 on 1 May 98 GMT - 23:03:47 on 5 Dec 98 GMT

5::The existence of god(god of scriptures)is not a problem for the thiest but for the athiest. The athiest must give an account for his or her moral repugnance and detestation of for things like child molestation,murder,theft etc. If the athiest appeals to the majority then "might makes right",he is stuck at this point because this makes morality relative,he would object the majority rule for instance the taking of his children away from him to train them in govt. camps. thus he is appealing to another standard,if he appeals to himself as the final standard of morality that is right and wrong to be determined by himself he must then allow others to determine right and wrong for themselves,for they would only be living to the standard that he has announced.He then is stuck again at this point because someone claiming self authority could steal his property for instance and say that it was moral and right to do so.Athiest what is your standard of right and wrong?you cannot get aroung this question consistenly, without contradiction." There is nothing new under the sun" says the preacher .you can only borrow from the christians world view to try to prove your points."the fool(word does not mean name calling by the way}has said in his heart there is no god."why reduce yourself to a walking bag of contradictions?what is standard??????? - 3:20:41 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

5:oh yeah do you have anything to offer besides fudging,mocking,and arbitrary subjective emotional appeals?????anything objective to offer ??im curios. - 3:25:12 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:"5"— Why would you assume anyone cares to offer you anything? You may find conversation here, but only if you have something to offer on your end other than assumptions and ignorance. What do your problems with moral relativism have to do with atheism or theism? The fact that moral relativism is not an attractive concept to you has no bearing on whether there is a god or not. Why don’t you know this? Is that your method for determining truth; the thing you like best must be true? Haven’t you thought this stuff through? If not what are you doing on an atheist discussion board? - 5:24:20 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:5-- Oh yeah, do you have anything to offer besides lack of breadth of understanding and arbitrary subjective emotional appeals? Anything objective to offer? I'm curios. - 3:25:12 on 6 Dec 98 GMT - 5:27:08 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 8:28:06 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Yams...are...so...YAM-A-LICIOUS!! The National Yam Marketing Board never could come up with a good slogan. "Never underestimate the power of yams," my Granma would say. She was a fuckin' loon. "Have you driven a yam lately?" Granpa would say. We had to kill him eventually. "Plant your dead grannies and grampies in the fields this year, you will have good yam crop no fear." That is our national motto. Fucked up country, I always said. "Stick a yam up your butt, you'll be sorry, you bet!" That was another thing we said in the old country. Man, were they right! "Throw yams at the police of the United States, In jail you'll be stamping out license plates" That turned out to be true, too. A yam did save my life once, though. Indirectly. A guy choked to death on one, and, hey, he could have dropped a safe on my head! One less yam related fatality, in my mind. "I never met a yam I didn't like," I always said, till I met this one yam. Once in Yamsylvania, we had the potato famine. Which did not upset us because, hey, we eat only yams! Then we realized it is better to starve on potatoes than eat yams. We became so poor we had to raise monkeys for their fur. OK, we raised them for their pleasant smell and many tasty parasites. The kids today, tell them about parasite stew, and they look at you like you're some kind of nutty man, crazed from yam poisoning. We fed the monkeys bananas, or as we called them in those days which are days gone so we call those "Gone Days," but we called them not bananas but yellow slipperies. Which was too long so then we called them bricks, which sadly led to confusion and several collapsed buildings. The fur was warm and smelled of monkeys. Mind you, the only 2 things you could do with monkey fur in those days was either trade it for a better type of monkey fur, or yams. Boy, did we eat a lot of yams. Yam soup, yam stew, yam pudding pops, tossed yam salad with Thousand Yam dressing, yam Spam, and for breakfast either Frosted Yam Flakes or Cap'n Crunch with Yamberries. With yam milk. Ever try to milk a yam? It's a lotta work. Course, milking a monkey's worse. They'll claw your face off. Mind you, a hairless monkey is an ungrateful critter. Give a hairless monkey a yam, and he acts like its some kind of insult. Perhaps you have come not for the yams but for the funny comic book? Here it is As you read it, ask yourself: "What have yams done for me lately?" You will find no answer. - 8:36:51 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 8:37:31 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Susan Cooper---> --> ---> Back again!!!I hope for a nice response from all phrens here. Pleasing red and all. - 8:40:42 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Susan Cooper---> --> ---> Back again!!!I hope for a nice response from all phrens here. Pleasing, red and all. - 8:41:02 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 8:41:41 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

ignoring the (s)pammer The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 8:45:24 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

quite refreshes teine - 8:46:03 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

When I'm feeling tired... She puts you through the door... I crawl towards the cursed alley... Sometimes I can't find my way... This curtain's (pwca) spellbound (still round)... So get all that you can... A cool man is toughening/too plain... A good hosing down... When the hate in my field (ma)eternal all four... Cannot look me in the eyes... But I asked the years ham radio blew... And the car, twist, mouth, fear! Yaaah! I think so... I think so... I think so... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Back when 'twas a party... I scratched with my nails... I see now that she's just like me... Why do they not try to escape? They bring out the holy ones... They pointed my way... They come with the flashing lights... And take my family away... An-gr-y later I am known to... Slap some friends of ridicule... My whole existence is for your fears... And that is why I'm here with you! Don't taaaake... Me awaaaaay... You're round... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... - 8:52:32 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

EllA a thank you offends them - 9:08:10 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

quite refreshes teine - 9:08:41 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

exercise memories constantly - 9:10:00 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

quite refreshes teine - 9:10:37 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 9:11:18 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Dall Ram - 9:15:21 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 9:16:02 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

The "Druidic" nature of Michael's evil power to take all sorts of abuse is referred to several times during the movie's - 9:19:40 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Dall Ram - 9:20:30 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Hermitage Castle - 9:22:11 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

exercise memories constantly - 9:22:49 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 9:23:27 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Dall Ram - 9:24:23 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Here's luck," said he. "A nice, large, red cap." "Leave it lay," says t'other man. "Not me--I'm needing a smart hat myself." "Leave it lay," says his mate, very worried. But no, not he. He puts it on right over his ears and if the grig was unhappy before, now he couldn't breathe. He began to kick and twist and pull his hair and thump, and so did the labourer only he game himself the beating. His mate watched him while he yelled, "There's the father and mother of all hornets inside it, and don't I know it!" And somehow he dragged it off. The red cap was out of his reach in a second and something shot out of it and was gone with it crying, "You was told to leave it lay." - 9:30:51 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

rehash - 9:32:05 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate-->"Michael(!)" - 9:35:46 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

exercise memories constantly - 9:37:21 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

vein opener - 9:45:45 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

borrow censorship magick - 9:46:28 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Hermitage Castle - 9:47:39 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Susan Cooper---> --> ---> Back again!!!I hope for a nice response from all phrens here. Pleasing red and all. - 9:48:29 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

The "Druidic" nature of Michael's evil power to take all sorts of abuse is referred to several times during the movie's - 9:49:30 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Apantomancy - 17:38:05 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 17:44:56 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 17:45:33 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Mrs. Schwan--(-) A wonderful morning to all and heee looka for red. Anteroom perhaps for one who rides the ictus well. Things look slow this morning or flit. I am sure that the "The Honourable Mr. Tawnish" is coming along well. Steven perhaps can help me find the author's name; the anteroom is coming along just nicely also. I know. Happy trails and this dreamer is almost awake your whisper will go through when he regains conscience. - 18:01:57 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

borrow censorship magick - 18:02:39 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

With its strong feet a Snowshoe Hare can jump 10 feet sideways to keep away from its enemies, which are bobcats and other big cats, such as mountain lions. It lives in the Subalpine forest of Colorado and eats grass, sedges, forbs, bark, and buds of aspens, alder, birch and willow trees. Its range is 8,000 to 11,500 feet high. It can get to be 16 to 18 inches long including its tail but it only weighs 2 pounds. Its back feet can be 6 inches long. The females can produce 1 to 4 litters a season and they have 3 hares in each litter. They are born with fur unlike rabbits which are born bald, but they are related to each other. The young are weaned in about a month. And by April they are almost full grown. The adults are almost 10 times larger than when they were born. - 18:06:32 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Mrs. Schwan--(-) aspens, alder, birch and willow trees, the druids play so nicey with these also as I am sure PapaSam can attest to; his mantra pleases the surroundings here. It looka that waya to mea. Surely rides continue in tumuli; so longa and keep the contact. - 18:13:48 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

borrow censorship magick - 18:14:25 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 18:15:11 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate-->"Michael(!)" - 18:17:46 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Mrs. Schwan--(-) Lastly would any nice phrens like to describe/discuss the plot of 'Good Will Hunting'. Surely I'm on the lamb but I ain't no sheep. Your contact pleases the strong beautiful as a written foot. I know you won't disappoint me. Longa goodbyea - 18:29:56 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

borrow censorship magick - 18:30:25 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 18:32:31 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:DRUID- Your absolutely bonkers! Do you go back or save every post? Is this your life? Unbelievable! - 18:37:21 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene..sensible(?) spamming:ADAM- I found an answer to your question. Maybe you could brand that IRNI onto those press on nails....This Rite centers around the letters INRI, which tradition says were written upon the cross of Jesus Christ as an abbreviation for Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews. There are, however, numerous other levels of occult meaning regarding these four letters in the Rosicrucian Magical Tradition. One of these is a Hermetic secret alluded to by the Latin phrase "Igne Natura Renovatur Integra" which means "By fire, nature is perfectly renewed." These four letters additionally adorn the rays of the angles of the Rose Cross Lamen worn by Adepts of the Ordo Rosae Rubeae et Aureae Crucis. A deeper interpretation lies occulted behind the attributions of the Hebrew letters and the Magical Forces to the Paths on the Qabalistic Tree of Life. The Path attributed to the Hebrew letter y is attributed to the Zodiacal Sign Virgo as well, that of n to Scorpio, and r to the Sun. There exist further magical associations between the Sign Virgo with the Egyptian Goddess Isis, Scorpio with Apophis, and the Sun with Osiris. When the first letter is taken from the Names of each of these Gods, the name "IAO" is formed. Additionally, due to the Signs associated with Isis, Apophis, and Osiris, they form the letters "LVX." Thus within the letters IRNI lie concealed the letters IAO and LVX, which may also be found upon the rays of the angles of the Rose Cross Lamen worn by Adepts of the R. R. et A. C. The name IAO was considered by the Gnostics to be the Supreme Name of God. Its letters further allude to Salt, Sulfur, and Mercury in Alchemy and to an even more recondite secret symbolized by the relationship between Isis, Apophis, and Osiris. Rite 1. Stand West of the Altar facing East. Make a fist with your right hand, and strike the center of your chest with it. This gesture proclaims symbolically that power is about to be drawn into your Sphere of Sensation. 2. Perform the Rite of the Qabalistic Cross. 3. Proclaim loudly, the letters: "INRI." 4. With your Planetary or Elemental Banishing Dagger, trace large golden white (the color of a candle flame) Hebrew letters before you (over the Altar from right to left). As you trace, vibrate "INRI." 5. Clasp your hands together over the center of your chest. Interlace your fingers and, if using a Dagger, hold it between your knuckles pointing upward. Extend your elbows horizontally. 6. Proclaim: "Virgo, Isis, mighty Mother. Scorpio, Apophis, destroyer. Sol, Osiris, slain and risen. Isis, Apophis, Osiris." Vibrate: "IAO." 7. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. 8. Give the Sign of the Mourning of Isis. Proclaim: "The Sign of the mourning of Isis." 9. Give the Sign of Apophis and Typhon. Proclaim: "The Sign of Apophis and Typhon." 10. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "The Sign of Osiris." 11. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. Proclaim: "Slain." 12. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "And risen." 13. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. Inhale slowly and deeply. 14. Give the Sign of the Mourning of Isis. Proclaim: "L," and exhale slowly and completely. 15. Give the Sign of Apophis and Typhon. Proclaim: "V," and inhale slowly and deeply. 16. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "X." "LVX," and exhale slowly and completely. 17. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. Proclaim: "the Light," and inhale slowly and deeply. 18. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "of the cross," and exhale slowly and completely. 19. Perform either the Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Hexagram (when being used in conjunction with that Ritual), or finish with the Rite of the Qabalistic Cross. - 19:27:21 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

dearg - 23:20:38 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

generosity - 23:29:15 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 23:29:57 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

IDAHOFarms, (number) 22124 24142 24714 Land in farms, (acres) 13468992 13931875 13921639 Average size of farm, (acres) 609 577 563 Approximate land area, (acres) 52960613 52743622 52743622 Approx land area, Proportion in farm (%) 25 26 26 Mkt val of ag products sold ($1,000) - 23:34:23 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate-->"Michael(!)" - 23:35:15 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

When I'm feeling tired... She puts you through the door... I crawl towards the cursed alley... Sometimes I can't find my way... This curtain's (pwca) spellbound (still round)... So get all that you can... A cool man is toughening/too plain... A good hosing down... When the hate in my field (ma)eternal all four... Cannot look me in the eyes... But I asked the years ham radio blew... And the car, twist, mouth, fear! Yaaah! I think so... I think so... I think so... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Back when 'twas a party... I scratched with my nails... I see now that she's just like me... Why do they not try to escape? They bring out the holy ones... They pointed my way... They come with the flashing lights... And take my family away... An-gr-y later I am known to... Slap some friends of ridicule... My whole existence is for your fears... And that is why I'm here with you! Don't taaaake... Me awaaaaay... You're round... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... - 23:44:08 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 23:45:18 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

dec 5 - 23:51:50 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

the flying ointment - 23:54:35 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

borrow censorship magick - 23:55:14 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

Hermitage Castle - 23:55:50 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

how do you show previuos pages? - 23:56:15 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

The world's favourite Orca whale is back in the most exciting and heartwarming Free Willy adventure of them all - Free Willy 3: The Rescue. Willy's best friend, Jesse (Jason James Richter), now works with his mentor Randolph (August Schellenberg) tracking whales in the remote waters off the Pacific Northwest coast. It is here that Jesse is reunited with his majestic, three-ton pal... and makes a new friend in Max: a ten-year-old boy who shares Jesse's curiosity and affection for whales. --(-) - 23:59:18 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 23:59:54 on 6 Dec 98 GMT

rehash - 0:01:03 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

borrow censorship magick - 0:01:43 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 0:02:35 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate-->"Michael(!)" - 0:03:12 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 0:04:16 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

on a full moon(!) - 0:06:20 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

the flying ointment - 0:06:59 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

dearg - 0:07:37 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene..sensible(?) spamming:ADAM- I found an answer to your question. Maybe you could brand that IRNI onto those press on nails....This Rite centers around the letters INRI, which tradition says were written upon the cross of Jesus Christ as an abbreviation for Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews. There are, however, numerous other levels of occult meaning regarding these four letters in the Rosicrucian Magical Tradition. One of these is a Hermetic secret alluded to by the Latin phrase "Igne Natura Renovatur Integra" which means "By fire, nature is perfectly renewed." These four letters additionally adorn the rays of the angles of the Rose Cross Lamen worn by Adepts of the Ordo Rosae Rubeae et Aureae Crucis. A deeper interpretation lies occulted behind the attributions of the Hebrew letters and the Magical Forces to the Paths on the Qabalistic Tree of Life. The Path attributed to the Hebrew letter y is attributed to the Zodiacal Sign Virgo as well, that of n to Scorpio, and r to the Sun. There exist further magical associations between the Sign Virgo with the Egyptian Goddess Isis, Scorpio with Apophis, and the Sun with Osiris. When the first letter is taken from the Names of each of these Gods, the name "IAO" is formed. Additionally, due to the Signs associated with Isis, Apophis, and Osiris, they form the letters "LVX." Thus within the letters IRNI lie concealed the letters IAO and LVX, which may also be found upon the rays of the angles of the Rose Cross Lamen worn by Adepts of the R. R. et A. C. The name IAO was considered by the Gnostics to be the Supreme Name of God. Its letters further allude to Salt, Sulfur, and Mercury in Alchemy and to an even more recondite secret symbolized by the relationship between Isis, Apophis, and Osiris. Rite 1. Stand West of the Altar facing East. Make a fist with your right hand, and strike the center of your chest with it. This gesture proclaims symbolically that power is about to be drawn into your Sphere of Sensation. 2. Perform the Rite of the Qabalistic Cross. 3. Proclaim loudly, the letters: "INRI." 4. With your Planetary or Elemental Banishing Dagger, trace large golden white (the color of a candle flame) Hebrew letters before you (over the Altar from right to left). As you trace, vibrate "INRI." 5. Clasp your hands together over the center of your chest. Interlace your fingers and, if using a Dagger, hold it between your knuckles pointing upward. Extend your elbows horizontally. 6. Proclaim: "Virgo, Isis, mighty Mother. Scorpio, Apophis, destroyer. Sol, Osiris, slain and risen. Isis, Apophis, Osiris." Vibrate: "IAO." 7. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. 8. Give the Sign of the Mourning of Isis. Proclaim: "The Sign of the mourning of Isis." 9. Give the Sign of Apophis and Typhon. Proclaim: "The Sign of Apophis and Typhon." 10. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "The Sign of Osiris." 11. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. Proclaim: "Slain." 12. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "And risen." 13. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. Inhale slowly and deeply. 14. Give the Sign of the Mourning of Isis. Proclaim: "L," and exhale slowly and completely. 15. Give the Sign of Apophis and Typhon. Proclaim: "V," and inhale slowly and deeply. 16. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "X." "LVX," and exhale slowly and completely. 17. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. Proclaim: "the Light," and inhale slowly and deeply. 18. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "of the cross," and exhale slowly and completely. 19. Perform either the Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Hexagram (when being used in conjunction with that Ritual), or finish with the Rite of the Qabalistic Cross. - 19:27:21 on 6 Dec 98 GMT - 0:26:14 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

dearg - 1:18:21 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate-->"Michael(!)" - 1:19:35 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:..sensible(?) spamming:ADAM- I found an answer to your question. Maybe you could brand that IRNI onto those press on nails....This Rite centers around the letters INRI, which tradition says were written upon the cross of Jesus Christ as an abbreviation for Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews. There are, however, numerous other levels of occult meaning regarding these four letters in the Rosicrucian Magical Tradition. One of these is a Hermetic secret alluded to by the Latin phrase "Igne Natura Renovatur Integra" which means "By fire, nature is perfectly renewed." These four letters additionally adorn the rays of the angles of the Rose Cross Lamen worn by Adepts of the Ordo Rosae Rubeae et Aureae Crucis. A deeper interpretation lies occulted behind the attributions of the Hebrew letters and the Magical Forces to the Paths on the Qabalistic Tree of Life. The Path attributed to the Hebrew letter y is attributed to the Zodiacal Sign Virgo as well, that of n to Scorpio, and r to the Sun. There exist further magical associations between the Sign Virgo with the Egyptian Goddess Isis, Scorpio with Apophis, and the Sun with Osiris. When the first letter is taken from the Names of each of these Gods, the name "IAO" is formed. Additionally, due to the Signs associated with Isis, Apophis, and Osiris, they form the letters "LVX." Thus within the letters IRNI lie concealed the letters IAO and LVX, which may also be found upon the rays of the angles of the Rose Cross Lamen worn by Adepts of the R. R. et A. C. The name IAO was considered by the Gnostics to be the Supreme Name of God. Its letters further allude to Salt, Sulfur, and Mercury in Alchemy and to an even more recondite secret symbolized by the relationship between Isis, Apophis, and Osiris. Rite 1. Stand West of the Altar facing East. Make a fist with your right hand, and strike the center of your chest with it. This gesture proclaims symbolically that power is about to be drawn into your Sphere of Sensation. 2. Perform the Rite of the Qabalistic Cross. 3. Proclaim loudly, the letters: "INRI." 4. With your Planetary or Elemental Banishing Dagger, trace large golden white (the color of a candle flame) Hebrew letters before you (over the Altar from right to left). As you trace, vibrate "INRI." 5. Clasp your hands together over the center of your chest. Interlace your fingers and, if using a Dagger, hold it between your knuckles pointing upward. Extend your elbows horizontally. 6. Proclaim: "Virgo, Isis, mighty Mother. Scorpio, Apophis, destroyer. Sol, Osiris, slain and risen. Isis, Apophis, Osiris." Vibrate: "IAO." 7. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. 8. Give the Sign of the Mourning of Isis. Proclaim: "The Sign of the mourning of Isis." 9. Give the Sign of Apophis and Typhon. Proclaim: "The Sign of Apophis and Typhon." 10. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "The Sign of Osiris." 11. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. Proclaim: "Slain." 12. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "And risen." 13. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. Inhale slowly and deeply. 14. Give the Sign of the Mourning of Isis. Proclaim: "L," and exhale slowly and completely. 15. Give the Sign of Apophis and Typhon. Proclaim: "V," and inhale slowly and deeply. 16. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "X." "LVX," and exhale slowly and completely. 17. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. Proclaim: "the Light," and inhale slowly and deeply. 18. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "of the cross," and exhale slowly and completely. 19. Perform either the Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Hexagram (when being used in conjunction with that Ritual), or finish with the Rite of the Qabalistic Cross. - 19:27:21 on 6 Dec 98 GMT - 0:26:14 on 7 Dec 98 GMT - 3:25:59 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Alex Grig~~~ Since I am blocked from the name slot, I grow spirited on my backside. The rehash pleases the community here; Was it possible I had somehow worked the greatest magic of all, the magic reserved for the Source of All Being? In ignorance and passion, had I struck the spark of life? - 3:46:41 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 3:47:14 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

rEDRUM - 3:47:51 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 3:48:26 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

borrow censorship magick - 3:49:12 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:Orca Lover. I suggest you read the December issue of Natural History magazine. They aren't called killer whales for nothing. The lead story tells how a pack of killer whales devastate a pod of sperm whales off the coast of California. I guess those sperm whales would prefer that Willie was back in jail. - 5:21:37 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

rEDRUM - 6:02:41 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 6:03:18 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

borrow censorship magick - 6:03:49 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Alex Grig~~~ Of the rides of the rehash, I find the trip most antedated. Of those tree lovers and lovers of oak, I find their binding most pleasing to the eyelids. "Those eyes!" He released me and passed a hand across his face as if to wipe out the sight of me. 'those eyes(!)'he repeated. "They are like doorways opening endless vistas, Menua..." "Extraordinary eyes, " the chief druid agreed. "I think whatever is in him is worth exploring before it is lost to a spear thrust or a sword slash. Don't you agree?" I know your response will saddle the mount. - 6:20:04 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 6:21:30 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

borrow censorship magick - 6:22:06 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Hermitage Castle - 6:22:35 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 6:23:25 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

When lampreys first came here in force... I can clearly and starkly remember... How they blew up the neighbor's red Porsche... I saw all this out of my window, I quickly dialed for the police... But I reached but a lamprey pretender, Those lampreys killed with no remorse... --(-) - 6:27:03 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 6:28:01 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate-->"Michael(!)" - 6:30:23 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Alex Grig~~~ oh to be generous, the pleases ring but a thank you. No, No! Water or the grass hopper h20 fashions the teine. I hope a pleasant day comes soon. - 6:37:00 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 6:37:53 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

the flying ointment - 6:39:11 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

on a full moon(!) - 6:39:37 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate-->"Michael(!)" - 6:40:45 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

No! 3 - 6:43:05 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Hermitage Castle - 6:43:57 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

this monkey psi* --(-) - 6:45:01 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 6:45:50 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

(s)pamming The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 6:48:10 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

APANTOMANCY - 6:50:15 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Get a life Pam! - 6:58:59 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

the flying ointment - 6:59:40 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

on a full moon(!) - 7:00:17 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 7:00:58 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

APANTOMANCY - 7:01:58 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

this monkey psi* --(-) - 7:02:29 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 7:03:04 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

borrow censorship magick - 7:03:39 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

adding your name and URL (if you are not blocked) in those boxes - 7:04:45 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Nevermind - 7:05:20 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate-->"Michael(!)" - 7:09:19 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

IOUN stones,,, I am wondering why are you here? gollum - 7:10:52 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 7:11:45 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:sensible(?) spamming:ADAM- I found an answer to your question. Maybe you could brand that IRNI onto those press on nails....This Rite centers around the letters INRI, which tradition says were written upon the cross of Jesus Christ as an abbreviation for Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews. There are, however, numerous other levels of occult meaning regarding these four letters in the Rosicrucian Magical Tradition. One of these is a Hermetic secret alluded to by the Latin phrase "Igne Natura Renovatur Integra" which means "By fire, nature is perfectly renewed." These four letters additionally adorn the rays of the angles of the Rose Cross Lamen worn by Adepts of the Ordo Rosae Rubeae et Aureae Crucis. A deeper interpretation lies occulted behind the attributions of the Hebrew letters and the Magical Forces to the Paths on the Qabalistic Tree of Life. The Path attributed to the Hebrew letter y is attributed to the Zodiacal Sign Virgo as well, that of n to Scorpio, and r to the Sun. There exist further magical associations between the Sign Virgo with the Egyptian Goddess Isis, Scorpio with Apophis, and the Sun with Osiris. When the first letter is taken from the Names of each of these Gods, the name "IAO" is formed. Additionally, due to the Signs associated with Isis, Apophis, and Osiris, they form the letters "LVX." Thus within the letters IRNI lie concealed the letters IAO and LVX, which may also be found upon the rays of the angles of the Rose Cross Lamen worn by Adepts of the R. R. et A. C. The name IAO was considered by the Gnostics to be the Supreme Name of God. Its letters further allude to Salt, Sulfur, and Mercury in Alchemy and to an even more recondite secret symbolized by the relationship between Isis, Apophis, and Osiris. Rite 1. Stand West of the Altar facing East. Make a fist with your right hand, and strike the center of your chest with it. This gesture proclaims symbolically that power is about to be drawn into your Sphere of Sensation. 2. Perform the Rite of the Qabalistic Cross. 3. Proclaim loudly, the letters: "INRI." 4. With your Planetary or Elemental Banishing Dagger, trace large golden white (the color of a candle flame) Hebrew letters before you (over the Altar from right to left). As you trace, vibrate "INRI." 5. Clasp your hands together over the center of your chest. Interlace your fingers and, if using a Dagger, hold it between your knuckles pointing upward. Extend your elbows horizontally. 6. Proclaim: "Virgo, Isis, mighty Mother. Scorpio, Apophis, destroyer. Sol, Osiris, slain and risen. Isis, Apophis, Osiris." Vibrate: "IAO." 7. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. 8. Give the Sign of the Mourning of Isis. Proclaim: "The Sign of the mourning of Isis." 9. Give the Sign of Apophis and Typhon. Proclaim: "The Sign of Apophis and Typhon." 10. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "The Sign of Osiris." 11. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. Proclaim: "Slain." 12. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "And risen." 13. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. Inhale slowly and deeply. 14. Give the Sign of the Mourning of Isis. Proclaim: "L," and exhale slowly and completely. 15. Give the Sign of Apophis and Typhon. Proclaim: "V," and inhale slowly and deeply. 16. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "X." "LVX," and exhale slowly and completely. 17. Give the Sign of Osiris Slain. Proclaim: "the Light," and inhale slowly and deeply. 18. Give the Sign of Osiris Risen. Proclaim: "of the cross," and exhale slowly and completely. 19. Perform either the Lesser Banishing Ritual of the Hexagram (when being used in conjunction with that Ritual), or finish with the Rite of the Qabalistic Cross. - 19:27:21 on 6 Dec 98 GMT - 0:26:14 on 7 Dec 98 GMT T - 16:16:19 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Ex-atheist~~~ Hi again I was once like someone of the ride. I'd peel the mask your wearing, and then rOB you of your sleep... I choose to steal what you chose to show... And you know I will not apologize... Good day! - 19:25:20 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:OPEN: I held in reserve an anticipation that ANSELM was at least dishonest in what or with whom he would contest for his godthing. All ANSELM can do is agrue along the lines of, yes there is, in response to there is no godthing. The tree huggers well, ANSELM has nothing to say to them, neither does the ex-atheist it appears, if that is R.LEE. - 22:47:25 on 7 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:Rob>>>Oh, those damm consequences! And those unfinished outcomes--PEACE brother(not in the FREAKY religious way of course--brother of a different category)-hehe!!! BULLS ON PARADE! - 20:48:44 on 1 May 98 GMT - 0:49:45 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rob:Nymphomaniac and unbalanced ones need tons of hardcore sex! - 21:17:08 on 1 May 98 GMT - 0:50:36 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:sorry that was rOB>>>> I NEED some loving and typing lessons! - 21:18:48 on 1 May 98 GMT - 0:50:56 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:JOETTE.. AS mentioned before, I am not into much sports-->watching people being controlled by the movement of a round ball or puck ,and joining the Roman crowds of conformity. Horse racing ,I watch a little bit (the big races -like the derby)..I was hoping Victory Gallop was going to get there in the end--a good try --he was in last place at one point (15 lenghts back I think).. Here in NY --people really GET INTO their sports--yankees, mets,etc.. That is their privilege---I do not think I could name 5 guys on the Mets squad. I guess I am a sad-sack when it comes to most sports... I am sure alot of people in Canada 'GET INTO' hockey? - 16:49:32 on 3 May 98 GMT - 0:55:52 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:JOETTE.. NO , I have never been to Churchill Downs or Belmont here in Ny. Again the Roman crowds and that part 'church' makes me as depress as Dennis--hehehe - 17:39:34 on 3 May 98 GMT rOB:search for church---would it be fun or a state of claustrophobia--- smell the smell -would it be fun if life is not an improvemnet--we might as well be all bedwetters!--hehe - 17:47:41 on 3 May 98 GMT - 0:58:42 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:Some say no to a nice world , and some KNOW how to dentonate---got my head start and wish sometimes for change! - 17:19:39 on 4 May 98 GMT rOB-->the puzzle to muzzle :It is hard to find a will through self-denials of complicity--oh well, whatever, nevermind the next generating of children will not complete the unsolved puzzle. The mosquito-my libido--->the puzzle by Mattel -to the muzzle that gives NO/KNOW force motivating mental life. - 17:36:12 on 4 May 98 GMT - 1:00:28 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:SPEAKING OF DIN---I need some din -din (lunch dinner). Sit boobo --sit boobo -good dog --ruff! - 18:06:46 on 4 May 98 GMT - 1:01:25 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:JOETTE.. Most poets leave the impression of depression with as you say artistic views. With the generating of children--> as Dennis said that he does not want children because of our sick state (created by a BAD god-thing).. Someone has to ensure the survival of our species, but maybe life's puzzles never have to leave the Mattel box anyway because they are already solved--hehe. - 8:17:37 on 5 May 98 GMT - 1:02:20 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:RON... I think what Carl was getttig at was that atheism can move in an honest direction without avoiding reality (when it pushes aside theism). When looking at quantum physics etc. , this is a major step for humans to harness different knowledge without religion hindering the process. It is a long process as Carl also pointed out. The laws of quantum theory are of a statistical character and allow us only to predict probabilities for future events---with Einstein's important steps. Many versions of unified theories were published---Schrodinger for example..THE TONY used Schrodinger's aspects and was still trapped in caveman thinking and worse of all using physics as part of his thought-god...A syllogism is for example-->all trees have roots; an oak is a tree; therefore an oak has roots ---that Christianity uses say--> all of jesus's apostles had spirits; st.john was an apostle; therefore st.john had spirits. - 5:27:40 on 9 May 98 GMT - 1:05:53 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:ROBERT T. LEE..If you want to call me an heathen etc. go right ahead--it is just another label. But ostensibly we are both human beings with limitations and faults.....THIS IS AN ANONYMOUS QUOTE---->"All this buttoning and unbuttoning"---> from a 18th Century suicide note. WE do not know the author's name though but we know that the note was written by some human. I guess one could say that a god wrote it also just like the ten commandments (who were just given to Moses--like flies to glue paper). One can SAY a lot of things and speculate indefinitely-->>which goes back to human limitations etc.. - 23:01:29 on 9 May 98 GMT - 1:08:15 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:QUAKE.. I wish I was blind for awhile so I would not have to read that long penetrating indoctrination. Helen Keller--man did she SEE things differently! - 23:29:27 on 9 May 98 GMT rOB:ROBERT T. LEE...What entities there are, from the point of view of a given language, depends on what positions are accessible to variables in that language. What are fictions, from the point of view of a given language depends on what positions are accessible to variables definitionally rather than primitively. Shift of language ORDINARILY involves a shift of ontology. - 23:46:27 on 9 May 98 GMT - 1:09:41 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:-->ROBERT TLEE..here we go again...do you honestly think that THOU SHALT NOT KILL was not already a law of the land? Do you believe that THOU SHALL NOT STEAL..was not a law of the land? Do you really believe that the commandments were the beginning of socially acceptable behaviour? If what you believe is true, then why did mankind survive before old Moses climed the mountain? Wouldn't man have destroyed itself prior to that event? Maybe you will answer this, as most theists avoid the question. - 1:54:55 on 10 May 98 GMT - 1:11:05 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Arnold:It is interesting that only the religionists themselves are able to find words adequate to describe how foolish they are. I could rack my brain for hours and never be able to explain pure nonsense as eloquently as has been expressed by the "Angels'Advocates" gracing our discussion board. I find it terribly funny and terribly tragic at the same time. - 2:21:29 on 10 May 98 GMT - 1:11:39 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:PETER.. That faith is usually not supported by sufficient evidence to prove the truth---->some Christian writers have made this concession with an air of defiance or being smug about it(Kierkegaard that it was utterly absurd-become subjective ie..). The impression given is sometimes, in contemporary discussions too, that there is a virtue in believing without evidence. But this would open the floodgates to every superstition, prejuidice, and madness. With THIS VIRTUE, the Christians want to instill a certain type of grace-attachment to others --say prays in school. Again it is convenient for Christianity to become a religion at times to foster their great virtue (without the need for any reasonable evidence). Children ---you must say "the hail mary pray or the our father pray" to become more virtuous--->VERY FUCKING INDOCTRINATING AND NOT TO MENTION A FORM OF MADNESS! - 5:37:44 on 10 May 98 GMT - 1:13:31 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:PapaSam... Is that birdshit on the Ford Tauraus model car--hehe? (fruit of the feces of the Tauraus--very funny). But then again a Christian might call you a demon worshipper for saying these things--well fuck them and their judgemental fingerpointing.. Some people drive Saturns too---'ALL hail Saturnos the winged-tire giver of drive-commands'---hehee! - 5:47:51 on 10 May 98 GMT rOB:Going back to Robert T. Lee's questions about the the authorship of the ten commandments, one must remember that questions are in language. Language is learned by people, from people, only in relation, ultimately, to observable circumstances of utterance. The relation of language to observation is very devious or tricks, BUT observation is finally all there is for language to be anchored to. The question was whether there are questions-MEANINGFUL QUESTIONS- that man could in principle never answer. On this philosophy, the answer to this question is no. BUT again the theist insists that the ten commandments were a god-thing's imperatives. Just as other theists (Anselm) insist that a case can still be made for a god-thing from a ontological standpoint. The cases will always continue unfortunately. - 6:12:47 on 10 May 98 GMT - 1:15:01 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:ROBERT T. LEE. The various writers who put together the bible probably stole the idea from the Code of Hammurabi, who ruled Babylon around 1790 BC. There is a statue of him in the Louvre in Paris with the code carved in the base. Furthermore, people lived together and got along with each other before your mythological bible was ever written - 17:39:53 on 10 May 98 GMT - 1:16:00 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

QUAKE:PAPA SAM..MY GOD IS THE ALPHA AND TH EOMEGA, THE BEGINNING AND THE END, HE ALWAYS WAS AND ALWAYS WILL BE - 0:53:26 on 12 May 98 GMT - 1:18:47 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

e-nuf said - 1:26:17 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:ah rOB..the good old days when you knew a bit of lucidity...for what it's worth, I enjoyed talking to you back then...I am sorry to see that your mind has rapidly deteriorated. Do yourself a favour and get some professional help. - 3:54:12 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:QUAKE Where did your god get the raw material from to create the billons of galaxies in the universe? - 7:04:46 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:QUAKE. Your god never was and never will be. - 7:08:42 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

HERE IS A GOD LOVING GUY WHO WOULD LIKE TO HEAR FROM YOU ALL...Thanks.....:........benyomin@bigfoot.com - 12:10:22 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

THATS benyomin@bigfoot.com : Thanks - 12:24:02 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

THATS benyomin@bigfoot.com : Thanks - 12:24:25 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->Comments....:I'll try to answer your comments later today. - 13:35:19 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:RON-- May I have a peek at the code for this page? grant@ncfweb.net - 14:01:11 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->Grant...:I can send you (via email) a text file showing the perl code. Will that do? - 14:54:34 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->Grant...:I can send you (via email) a text file showing the perl code. Will that do? - 14:54:55 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Don Olney ~~~ Are you really this easily flippant? Besides, the encompass rehashes the soujourn; the reimportation skates along like a hockey puck perhaps. What a fine day? Tuesday, yes Tuesday, rings a ride also. Certainly, no disappointments here. I hope to be back and here from here you. - 17:38:05 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 17:38:43 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 17:44:54 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 17:47:07 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

(s)pammingThe Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 17:51:42 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

lucid dreaming - 17:56:42 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Don Olney ~~~ Hello again and how low. That is why you fail. Come join me here, your round. - 17:59:15 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 18:00:03 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

When I'm feeling tired... She puts you through the door... I crawl towards the cursed alley... Sometimes I can't find my way... This curtain's (pwca) spellbound (still round)... So get all that you can... A cool man is toughening/too plain... A good hosing down... When the hate in my field (ma)eternal all four... Cannot look me in the eyes... But I asked the years ham radio blew... And the car, twist, mouth, fear! Yaaah! I think so... I think so... I think so... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Back when 'twas a party... I scratched with my nails... I see now that she's just like me... Why do they not try to escape? They bring out the holy ones... They pointed my way... They come with the flashing lights... And take my family away... An-gr-y later I am known to... Slap some friends of ridicule... My whole existence is for your fears... And that is why I'm here with you! Don't taaaake... Me awaaaaay... You're round... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... --- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Click here for correction service info. Click here if you need help. - 18:05:03 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 18:05:41 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 18:06:15 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate~~~ "Michael(!)" - 18:07:56 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

When I'm feeling tired... She puts you through the door... I crawl towards the cursed alley... Sometimes I can't find my way... This curtain's (pwca) spellbound (still round)... So get all that you can... A cool man is toughening/too plain... A good hosing down... When the hate in my field (ma)eternal all four... Cannot look me in the eyes... But I asked the years ham radio blew... And the car, twist, mouth, fear! Yaaah! I think so... I think so... I think so... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Back when 'twas a party... I scratched with my nails... I see now that she's just like me... Why do they not try to escape? They bring out the holy ones... They pointed my way... They come with the flashing lights... And take my family away... An-gr-y later I am known to... Slap some friends of ridicule... My whole existence is for your fears... And that is why I'm here with you! Don't taaaake... Me awaaaaay... You're round... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... - 18:08:31 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them EllA - 18:09:15 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rEDRUM - 18:09:42 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Ex-atheist--- Hi again, the tree huggers do quite well, even with a machine handicap but not a redcap surely. Your responses??? - 18:13:56 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Ex-atheist--- Hi again, the tree huggers do quite well, even with a machine handicap but not a redcap surely. Your response???--(-) lucid dreaming - 18:15:18 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Osprey Systems Extends SAP Product Offerings with Live Modeling and Output Management Tool - 18:18:10 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 18:19:15 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 18:20:53 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Osprey Systems Extends SAP Product Offerings with Live Modeling and Output Management Tool - 18:21:36 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate~~~ "Michael(!)" - 18:22:59 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Osprey Systems Extends SAP Product Offerings with Live Modeling and Output Management Tool - 18:24:03 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

lucid dreaming - 18:26:32 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 18:27:05 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate~~~ "Michael(!)" - 18:28:00 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

axungia Solis - 18:30:48 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

http://www.lavamind.com/pet.html - 18:53:08 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Don Olney ~~~ Flick it; come join me here, you're round - 18:57:25 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 18:58:02 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 18:58:40 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

lucid dreaming - 18:59:34 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

teine - 19:01:06 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->ALL...:The above appears the literary equivalent of road pizza. - 19:10:57 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:RON- And you wonder why we're pissed off and don't want to post!!! - 19:49:03 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

RON...--->MARLENE...:No kidding. I see that now. - 21:11:13 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:RON: Shall I get the guns? - 21:29:10 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

When I'm feeling tired... She puts you through the door... I crawl towards the cursed alley... Sometimes I can't find my way... This curtain's (pwca) spellbound (still round)... So get all that you can... A cool man is toughening/too plain... A good hosing down... When the hate in my field (ma)eternal all four... Cannot look me in the eyes... But I asked the years ham radio blew... And the car, twist, mouth, fear! Yaaah! I think so... I think so... I think so... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Back when 'twas a party... I scratched with my nails... I see now that she's just like me... Why do they not try to escape? They bring out the holy ones... They pointed my way... They come with the flashing lights... And take my family away... An-gr-y later I am known to... Slap some friends of ridicule... My whole existence is for your fears... And that is why I'm here with you! Don't taaaake... Me awaaaaay... You're round... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... - 21:57:12 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 21:57:42 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them EllA - 21:59:03 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 21:59:46 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Baby and Toddler Baseball Cap ~~~ $5.00 Red ~~~ Item No. 5010~~~ - 22:02:48 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

EX-atheist--- a cross between Kafka and Chekov. Highly recommended. - 22:17:20 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

The above appears the literary equivalent of road pizza. - 22:18:18 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Get a life Pam. - 22:18:51 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 22:19:22 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 22:20:23 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

Today, not only do french fries continue to be America's favorite potato side dish, but they are becoming one of America's most sizzling exports, as well. Consumption of french fries in the Far East has increased dramatically in recent years. In Japan, the largest importer of U.S. produced fries, consumption has increased by four times over the past 10 years. Consumption in Korea has risen 400 percent in the past five years and tripled in Hong Kong over the last decade. - 22:23:08 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

It is revealed that Thorn is the reason that Michael has been killing off his family members. I know what you are saying, "It sounds dumb". - 22:26:58 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

The above appears the literary equivalent of road pizza. - 22:27:35 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

elecampagne - 22:28:13 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them EllA - 22:28:50 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

http://www.lavamind.com/pet.html - 22:29:31 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 22:30:05 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them EllA - 22:30:53 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

EX-athesit ---Shall you get the guns? A jar of flies indeed. Where is that wonderful link Steven has???; Are we really in need of that??? Your response? I will return here ,,adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes. - 22:35:39 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 22:36:21 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

--(-) - 22:36:46 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 22:38:25 on 8 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:CHARLES.G...Do you think that morality was/is decisive with Jesus? But according to all the gospels, Jesus was exceedingly vague about the conduct required of man. Being vague is easy and convenient; is it fortuitous or does it somehow help or suit the one who is vague? With jesus and the heaven/hell notions--it remains deeply perplexing that he should have seen fit to give such equivocal directions (of the narrow path and the way to hell). Those disciples who heard his every word felt much less sure of what was wanted than did st. Paul, WHO HAD NEVER HEARD JESUS PREACH- and confronted with Paul's impassioned certainty they were uterly unable to present any clear alternative. Luther and others were able to say in all honesty that they thought Jesus' demands were meant merely to make man aware of his utter inability to do the good and to teach man that his only hope lay in faith. Why is jesus the moral genius when there is no agreement on his moral teachings, nor even on the question whether he thought that man could aspire to goodness at all?? Do we need a supernatural pat on the back or a kick to an uncomfortable place to reassure ourselves of this great moral genius?? Now with Paul, specific beliefs were moved into the center as requirements for salvation: DOGMA BECAME ESSENTIAL. DOGMA (dangerous---oppresive-grasable-mayhem-assimilation) might be well served to the subjective plates! - 8:31:13 on 13 May 98 GMT - 0:52:16 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:CHARLES. G.. A full rigorism was attempted by Kierkegaard--> in his comments on Socrates' attitude toward the immorality of the soul, in his Concluding Unscientific Postscript. KIERKEGAARD'S FORMULA for this approach -'truth is subjective' which has been criticized--it would be far less misleading to say that truth is sacrificed to strong conviction.---this is my ethic, i feel deeply and strongly about it --therefore it must have been the ethic of jesus. How the subjective plate is always being filled WITH DECEPTION! - 8:44:45 on 13 May 98 GMT - 0:52:45 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:CHARLES.. What distinguishes knowledge is not certainty but evidence...Subjective truth means that something is true for me-->witness Kierkegaard writings. It is interesting the moving away or continuing disregad for objective truths of the religious, but that is their privilege...Subjectivity and objectivity are a part of the structure of us humans, but at least objective truths do not deceive in this day to day reality. Speaking of reality, jesus said that his kingdom is not of this world. Again an extremely vague statement which has limitless subjective interpretations. - 18:19:20 on 13 May 98 GMT - 0:54:44 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:CHARLES............Kierkegaard said also that it was utterly absurd to base evidence on faith. But the impression given is that there is some sort of virtue in believing without evidence as such. BUT the doors are always open to superstition, madness etc. Spinoza once said that for him, who is truly wise, 'blessedness is not the reward of virtue, but virtue itself'. I think that is as pure a statement on virtue one can make without fostering grace-attachment virtues on others in this life. - 18:33:15 on 13 May 98 GMT - 0:55:24 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:CHARLES... The beauty of that Spinoza quote that I mentioned does away with other peolpes interpretations of what virtue is! Spinoza stated that morality rests on a basis quite independent of the acceptance of the mind's Eternity. Virtue is its own reward, and needs no other.. His Tractatus Theologico-Politicus is an eloquent plea for religious liberty. True religion is shown to consist in the practice of simple piety. The elaborate systems of dogmas frammed by theologians ARE BASED ON SUPERSTITION, RESULTING FROM FEAR.... An atheist or whatever you want to call us CAN LIVE A MORAL LIFE IN THIS DAY TO DAY REALITY without believing in religious dogmas etc (by the moral codes of a civilized society). - 9:10:13 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:01:14 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:CHARLES.. The jesus dictum--> 'by their fruits ye shall know them'. Is that implied segregation a form of simple piety?? TO me it is a crude piece of apologetics. - 9:21:50 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:02:22 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:-->DAVE...so you don't care for Rand because some of those who follow her philosophies act in a cult-like manner? Given her writings, do you think she would encourage a collective following her? I think not. She can not be held accountable for the actions of others - afterall, she is dead. Do you watch Star Trek? Or enjoy Elvis Presley? I give these examples because the two have large cults of followers, and it doesn't take away from the INDIVIDUAL enjoyment of the aforementioned because others chose to act in a certain way. - 11:13:30 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:03:38 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:Joette.. There are alot of crazy cultist here in the US (Waco and the Heaven's Gate looking for. the mother ship behind the comet etc.) We also have so many military cults with political aims (IE. the Oklahoma city bombing). All these right to bear arms groups looking to move away rom the US governmement. Here in all the gossip Tv shows and papers , you see people speaking of alien abductions and bright triangles in the sky etc.. America land of the brave but also land of the messed up!--hehe - 17:48:23 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:05:57 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

crazy cultist in the US, America land of the brave but also land of the messed up!--hehe - 1:07:37 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:JOETTE.. look at Clinton--> he probably go along with a secret sultan cult (with all these allegations of affairs with other women). - 17:52:05 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:08:30 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:Charles.... I am not your guide in anything and never stated that I am free of any type of dogma; I do not believe in universal free-will. Again I am not wiser than you because I am atheist. In fact I am JUST a little older than you and am still trying to learn and grow. - 18:20:32 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:09:38 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:CHARLES... I am also open to new possibilties as your self. Kai Nielson stated that a case can be still be made for a god etc... Another person here tried to make this ontological argument, but a case can be made for anything, I guess. IT opens the floodgates to madness and superstition, No? - 18:24:31 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:10:30 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:CHARLES... Be careful about assuming things about say Spinoza. He was labeled everthing there is under the sun; again I am not much for labeling . You should try to read some Spinoza , he DID NOT believe in the god you are shackled to. Someone asked Einstein about god, and he said if had to he would be believe in Spinoza's god. Spinoza teaches the philosopher how to become a nonphilosopher. - 18:31:58 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:11:11 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:CHARLES....Spinoza also said that it is part of a wise man not to bewail nor to deride, but to understand. Implying that his Ethics WAS NOT a flawless mass of irrefragable truth. Again the beauty of knowing your limitations. - 18:48:48 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:11:45 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:CARL... A very good point religion needs and requies things--- like doma as I mentioned about Paul's additions. The thing that really bugs me is that the people who believe in jesus--> believe that his morals are decisive and that is it for the rest of us. To ME it is very resticting and locking humans in denials of reality as Melissa mentioned. Do you see how Charles just says things can be interpreted differently by others (when I asked him about the easy vague statements jesus made). Conveniency unfortunately keeps man from growing. - 19:03:18 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:12:47 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:CHARLES... I am 25 and I am not putting madness into any classification just letting my subjective side come out some. I DID NOT SAY that you are mad or insane in any way. - 19:09:05 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:14:10 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

skippy skip, rOB, atheists, NY, 25yrs. old - 1:14:59 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:MAN DO YOU SEE THIS FINGERPOINTING!!! Self-appointed judges judge more than they have bought or sold!!!! - 19:13:25 on 15 May 98 GMT rOB:CAHRLES..... ..Going back to Ayn Rand, she said that 'supernaturalism-in its avowed or secularized form-is not an objective basis for anything'. Both Platonoists and nominalists appeal to the distinction between the essential and the non-essential chararacteristics of an entity. Neither school provides an objective basis for the distinction between an entity's essential and non-essential characteristics. Neither explains why such a distinction is objectively required in the process of conceptualization.. This explanation is provided by Objectivism and exposes the basic error in the Platonic-nominalist position. - 19:27:10 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:16:44 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Robert T. Lee: -- 1 -- ATHEISTS, AGNOSTICS AND NON BELEIVERS ARE THE TRUE CRIMINALS OF THE WORLD COMMUNITY------------- By: Robert T. Lee ^v^v^v^v^v God commands all mankind in the TEN COMMANDMENTS to: "Honor your father and your mother," "You shall not murder," "You shall not commit adultery," "You shall not steal," "You shall not bear false witness against your neighbor," and etc, (Exodus 20:1-17). Is any atheist, agnostic or unbeliever foolish enough to publicly deny the decorousness of those laws? OK, there's no disagreement with the fact that those Laws are righteous and therefore honorable. But since atheists say God does not exist, they don't have the ability to realize that God is the Author of the TEN COMMANDMENTS. This forces them to attribute their authorship to a human. But since atheism is opposed to the decorous TEN COMANDMENTS, even while being force to deceptively think they were authored by a human, this is clear evidence that atheism is incapable of authoring, realizing and honoring such decorous and noble laws. If in the view of the atheist the TEN COMMANDMENTS were authored by a human, and it is rightly established that those laws are decorous and honorable, but are hated by atheists, and atheists comprise the most "educated" segment of the human race, then it would have taken a more decorous and honorable human to author them than even the most highly educated atheist. Atheism, by means of its opposition to the decorous TEN COMMANDMENTS is really none other than an antithetical principle to God and His Holy Law. This antithesis is really what is at the heart of atheism's inability to love such decorous laws as : "honor your father and your mother," "You shall not kill," and etc. Therefore, it is right to conclude that atheism is none other than raw depravity - the diabolical principle at work in the people who dishonor their parents, who murder, who lie and deceive and etc. So we now realize that it is the atheists who are in favor of putting their "terminally ill" parents to death. It is the atheists who are in favor of murdering innocent human embryos and fetuses. It is the atheists who are perpetuating homosexuality, lesbianism, bestiality, pornography, pedophilia and etc. It is the atheists who are responsible for all the violence in the movie industry. It is the atheists who are responsible for all the smut on the web. It is the atheists who bear false witness against the exitence of God. It is the atheists who bear the false testimony that the earth came into being by a cataclysmic explosion. It is the atheists who bear the false testimony of evolution. It is the atheists who bear the false testimony that man descended from the ape. It is the atheists who worship the creature rather than the Creator. It is the atheists who are responsible for all the moral decline in America and the world community. Atheists, regardless of their level of "education" and position in the society are therefore the true criminals of the world community. ^v^v^v^v^v --digsig Robert T. Lee 32bET1pN34HbDJ9hzITqseVX0v1k6R8ybxtVQr6nRfm 8z8iF6UbX8RUeW6CHFv8dBY0B8Knq5Xy5IMhOs9L 4lIBQVfKkVF0MUlhpuWJLYYkD84VZnuOl+3T5vonj - 19:03:38 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:19:37 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:MAN DO YOU SEE THIS FINGERPOINTING!!! Self-appointed judges judge more than they have bought or sold!!!! - 19:13:25 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:20:12 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

PETER:--ROBERT T. LEE----This is the third time. Atr you, Robrt T.Lee, going to return to defend your allegations. So far you seem totally disinterested in partaking in any verbal exchange, only to make bold statements, and then run away. Now you may want to call us criminals, because we belong to a large group of people you consider to be as suck ( thus committing the fallacies of division AND composition ), but from your actions, and your actions alone one could conclude easily, that you are a coward. Now, show us you aren't one, and stop posting these messages, that are virtually the same each time---not to mention extremely castigating as well. Now, if an athesit came to your chatroom, made derogatory statements about christians, wouldn't you want him to stick around and defend these allegations. Would you not think it would be cowardly for him to post, and then not return for days, and then make a similar statement, and then repeat this process a few times? If you claim to have the inside track to the ultimate moral guidance, would that not include "playing fair" and making broad, insulting general statements? Come on. - 20:09:52 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:22:01 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:CHARLES.. LASTLY, I must go now, I would like to say that Spinoza said that men would never be superstitious, if they could govern all their circumstances by set rules, or if they were always favoured by fortune. AND also he said that anything which excites a person's astonishment , he believes it to be a portent signifying the anger of the gods or of the supreme being, and mistaking superstition for religion, account it impious not to avert the evil with prayer and sacrifice. Signs and wonders of this they conjure up perpetually, TILL ONE MIGHT THINK NATURE AS MAD AS THEMSELVES, THEY INTERPRET HER SO FANTASTICALLY!!! - 19:39:11 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:22:40 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Melissa:ROBERT T. LEE -- And what about this lady here in Arizona who killed her six-year-old daughter because God's law demanded it?? The girl was conceived out of wedlock after all. The little girl deserved to die, right?? There is no commandment, Honor thy children, is there?? I think you should have your head checked out by the way. You sound like a paranoid schizophrenic to me. I bet you'll find inordinately high amounts of dopamine in your brain - or else you regularly consume amphetamines or cocaine. I only WISH there was an atheist conspiracy going on. Then there might be some hope. - 21:37:33 on 15 May 98 GMT - 1:23:28 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:-->ROBERT T. LEE...how does one honour an abusive parent? - 0:13:57 on 16 May 98 GMT - 1:26:34 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:ROBERT T LEE. Have you ever really read the bible? I doubt it. I'll help you along with a few quotes. You seem to be in love with the ten commandments. The first four merely tell how jealous your god is and how to worship him. I'll just cover two of the pthers. "Honor thy father and mother." When his mother tries to approach jesus, he tells her: "Woman, What have I to do with thee?" Tell me, Robert - would you talk to your mother that way? Being a follower of jesus, maybe you would. I being an atheist, would never dream of talking to my mother that way. "Thou shalt not kill." That's enough to drive a person into hysterical laughter. Here are a few examples where your murderous god orders wholesale slaughter. God to Moses: "-But of the cities of these people which god has given thee - - thou shalt save alive nothing that breatheth-- thou shalt utterly destroy them - - as the lord thy god has commanded thee." Deut 20:12-17. Two princes challenge Moses' authority. God has their wives and children buried alive. Numbers 16:32-35. God oders an attack on the Midianites. Moses gives the order: "Kill all the males among the little ones and kill every woman not a virgin. Keep the virgins and the girl children for yourselves." Num 31. Jephtaph is forced by god to kill his only daughter. Judges 11-39. These barely scratch the surface. In short, Robert, your bible is a disgusting primer for evil. Your god condones slavery and incest. He brimstones Sodom burning all the inhabitants except Lot and his family because it was an evil city. I guess incest wasn't considered bad because when Lot and his daughters have sex later they do not get punished. He burned up all the others including the toddlers, suckling babes and fetuses. But that's small change compared to the flood. He drowns the whole world except for Noah and his family and some sets of animals. He sure showed those sinning little bastards, those toddlers and sucklings and fetuses. Talk about abortions, your god is the master abortionist of all time, according to your bible. And you have the balls to call atheists sinners. How stupid can you get? Read your bible!! I gave you chapter and verse. And how about your sweet jesus who doesn't seem to give a shit about hs mother, the "turn the other cheek" guy? "I came not to send peace, but a sword. For I am come to set a man against his father, and a daughter against her mother and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law." Matthew 10:53-38. "And woe unto them that are with child and to them that give suck in those days" Math 24:19. Well Robert, you poor deluded bastard, your god and your jesus combined are a sickening pair and not worth an atheist's turd. As far as I am concerned you can take your mythology text book and its sickening bloodthirsty stories and throw it in a sewer. It should fit in nicely with the other garbage. - 0:53:47 on 16 May 98 GMT - 1:27:27 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:ROBERT T. LEE.. You seem to suggest that your god of Judasism and Christianity is perfect and is only bound by HIS own will. As ROB is trying to get at is that your god is on the whimsical side. Can a whimsical entity be perfect simultaneously? The ontological argument tries to prove the existence of a perfect God but is fallacious. Kant, whose god is similiar to that of Judasim and Christianity, does not succeed in showing that reason demands his existence.... Yes, there are religious beliefs which contain no overt refrences to God and whole religions without god. I think Hinayana Buddhism is one religion considered atheistic? HIS WILL YOU TALKED OF makes the supernovae into the remnants of a smaller neutron star and which is seen as pulsars etc. and etc. So your god whimsically lets the universal laws of nature proceed? What are your views also on religious freedom? - 1:08:18 on 16 May 98 GMT - 1:28:08 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

ROBERT T. LEE:SQUASH AN ATHEIST A MILLION TIMES AND HE WILL NEVER COME TO HIS SENSES. ALAS, THERE IS NO HOPE FOR THE ATHEIST. - 4:41:25 on 16 May 98 GMT - 1:29:39 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:ROBERT T. LEE.. You seem to want to understand what you believe, BUT what you are following is less an attempt at a proof than an attempt to spell out in conceptual terms about what you believe about the god of whom your heart is full , down the line. Your statements about your god are charged with some emotion, but are also utterly vague. From the definition of god we can only learn how he is to be thought of, not whether he exists. It might be a possible definition of god that he is the incarnate triumph over man's inadequacies, THOUGHT OF AS EXISTING, that he is the embodiment of the state of being after which all men-or most men-aspire, thought of not as a logicl possibility but as existing. From this defintion, however we could not infer that god actually exists. - 4:44:50 on 16 May 98 GMT - 1:30:41 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Crumbs:->RTL.. Without an open mind how can one possess an open heart. - 4:57:34 on 16 May 98 GMT - 1:31:51 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

David:I used to waste my time trying to tell religious people the truth. But most religious people are too blind or to ignorant. So I shall make this one small point quick... Do you really believe that morals were not around before the ten commandments... like though shall not kill... and if so I guess that you believe that rape is OK it is not one of the ten... Small issues for small minds, that need to invent gods to face live... And just for the record I know the bible very well but thankfully I know science as well. - 5:01:32 on 16 May 98 GMT - 1:32:31 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:ROBERT.T.LEE. Also, it is not open-minded in another way to ask a question when questions were already asked of you. Hypothetical questions are limitless with a multitude of answers. - 5:03:10 on 16 May 98 GMT - 1:33:09 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:RTL.. FOR EXAMPLE, I ASKED YOU awhile ago whether your god spoke or telepathically communicated the ten commandments to Moses... There is alot of play with this form of communication? DON'T YOU THINK??? - 5:07:29 on 16 May 98 GMT ROBERT T. LEE:To rOB---A wise man never answers a fool according to his folly. - 5:12:58 on 16 May 98 GMT rOB:RTL.. Apparently you do not want to have a rational discussion and are reluctant to answers mine and other people's questions here. Well good luck to you and your beliefs, but indoctrination of any kind feeds on itself and it sometimes gets to be rather droll. - 5:18:44 on 16 May 98 GMT ROBERT T. LEE:----To rOB----May I ask thee questions, which I know you will agree are not a foolish : Why are you going to die - why does everyone die - why is there no cure for death? - 5:25:42 on 16 May 98 GMT rOB:RTL... I think you know the answers to them already! - 5:31:59 on 16 May 98 GMT ROBERT T. LEE:----To rOB----But dost thou know the answer. If so, speak up you descendant of the ape ! - 5:36:26 on 16 May 98 GMT rOB:RTL.. SORRY, I said good luck to you, but please I am not one for intimidating and indoctrinating games. Was there something about bearing false witness to whomever?? It was nice talking with you and your friendly answers, have a nice life! - 5:43:42 on 16 May 98 GMT Grant:ROBERT T. LEE-- How fortunate for you that you found the God of Ignorance, and you serve him well. - 6:12:50 on 16 May 98 GMT - 1:35:09 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

e-nuf said, e-nuf said, e-nuf said, e-nuf said, e-nuf said, - 1:37:28 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Bill, you are a fuckwit!:There is a love letter for you on MIMM2..you fucking asshole. - 3:34:53 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:RON-- Yes, a text file showing the Perl code would be absolutely great. Thanks. grant@ncfweb.net - 3:37:50 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

EVERYBODY PLEASE SAY HI TO:-----:benyomin@bigfoot.com - 12:28:50 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Steven :GRANT <<>> you left your email, DOH! I hope the spammer has at least enough maturity to leave your email alone. FOR everyone whom is tired of the spam, here is a link to MIMM2 - 16:04:12 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Steven :to BENYOMIN <<>> so you can have my email address and spam me at home, or at work. No thanks - 16:05:23 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:DAVID, whatever the electrochemical process or spark is that firesup and moves the religious act as exemplified by R.LEE, surely the remedy comes only with the end the discontinuation of the process. How that ol'boy ever got to the point he has to utter or post here the inanities he does, his death will become his peace mind. Right now, however, the tyranny of his mind makes him pick the way of, as he acts out the part of a fool in this existence that is so unimaginably short, so brief. It won't do him any good to agree with him and it is utterly useless to resist and try to direct him to a remedy for his misfiring, backfiring, out-of-time and disordered mind. - 16:32:49 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

PETER:Fucking Bill is the fucking spammer. He thinks it 'amusing'. And since he has lost practically every argument he chose to include himself into, he can only get his satisfaction in this manner--which isn't really all that surprising if one thinks about it, and considers what kind of an asshole we are dealing with here. - 17:51:59 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:PETER: The "BILL" that would be the Bill from Alabama? - 17:55:35 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 18:11:16 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

breaca sith - 18:13:54 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

ferric hydroxide,,, is formed as a brown precipitate when alkali is added to a solution of ferric ion. When it is strongly heated ferric hydroxide is converted into ferric oxide, which, as a fine powder, is called rOUGE and, as a pigment, Venetian rED. - 18:19:21 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

when exposed to moist air, iron becomes oxidized, forming a loose coating of rUST, which is a partially hydrated ferric oxide - 18:21:51 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

a tad of ginger - 18:22:30 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Teenage angst has paid off well... Now I'm bored and old... Self-Appointed judges judge... More than they have sold... If she floats than she is not... A witch like we had thought... A down payment on another... One at salem's lot... Serve the servants - Oh no... That legendary divorce is such a bore... As my bones grew they did hurt... They hurt really bad... I tried hard to have a father... But instead I had a dad... I just want you to know that I... Don't hate you anymore... there is nothing I could say... that I haven't thought before... Serve the servants - oh no... That legendary divorce is such a bore... - 18:28:24 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

An Epitaph in rUST, which had just been published by Laser Books. Buying copies of a book you've written is a delicate sort of thing. You want the clerk to know that you're the author of the book - you want everybody to know - but you don't want to seem to care that they know it; therefore you buy six copies or so, and hope that they'll ask you how come you're buying so many copies of the same book. "Hm?" you imagine yourself saying in reply. "Oh, 'cause I wrote it, and I haven't got my author's copies in the mail yet." And the clerk, in this daydream, is of course stricken with awe. - 18:33:46 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rOB!!! - 18:34:26 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 18:34:59 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Get a life Pam. - 18:35:44 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 18:36:31 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Tim Powers*** Hi, I hope you enjoy the rehash ride (tt). - 18:39:07 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

a tad of ginger - 18:40:01 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene..truly puzzeled about this???:EVERYONE- Although BILL may be a spammer, so is rOB and anyone else who can't deal with the realism of an atheist. Carl, the Bill we are speaking of is from Florida. I'm surprized that he has resorted to this really. I rarely agree with everything he posts but normally he posts back in a "normal" manner. What? Has spamming become a fad? - 18:40:36 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

I open my eyes from a dreamless night. With a sense of dread you could cut with a knife. Still I'm thinking that maybe I killed somebody. Never know, never know when. Might have killed somebody. Veins in my eyeballs. Damage that I've done. Veins on the stairways. Veins in my skull. I visit my friend. We have a fight. I'm drinking his whiskey. I'm wanting his wife. Then the image goes black, Did I kill somebody. Cause there ain't no clues,no clues. That I killed somebody. Veins in my eardrums. Banging at my door. Veins in my brainwaves Veins on the floor. I get the shivers and I've got the shakes. People screamin' my name. like there's no mistake. Can't belive it's true. That I killed somebody. But I just don't know,don't know. Did I kill somebody. Veins on the sidewalk. Veins know the score. Veins in my mind, ohhhhhh. Veins evermore... - 18:47:00 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Ther are no maP(s), inner or outer, of the total exact layout of Otherworld realms. - 18:48:57 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

breaca sith - 18:51:08 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 18:51:47 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 18:53:09 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

caora - 18:54:43 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

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Carl:MARLENE, I suppose I oughta'pay closer attention to who is who, didn't even kno'the florida bill. - 18:56:38 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Death comes sweeping through the hallway, like a lady's dress. Death comes driving down the highway, in it's Sunday best. A fire of unknown origin took my baby away. A fire of unknown origin took my baby away. Swept to ruin off my wavelength, swallowed her up. Like the ocean in a fire, so thick and gray. A fire of unknown origin took my baby away. A fire of unknown origin took my baby away. Death comes driving - I can't do nothing! Death goes. There must be something - there must be something that rEMAINS. Something... something... A fire of unknown origin took my baby away. A fire of unknown origin took my baby away. - 19:02:21 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

r - 19:02:44 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

MIMM2 ,,, Remote Viewing,,, Free Willy - 19:03:54 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

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Tim Powers*** Yes, come join us . Though we have never met completely to the eyelid, I find your posts interesting. Surely, the rUST??? - 19:07:40 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 19:08:11 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 19:08:55 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

caora - 19:09:44 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

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Tim Powers*** Come hope on the rehash ride of the generous. There is room. Lucid yet simple! - 19:12:55 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 19:13:49 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate```"Michael(!)" - 19:14:46 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

lucid dreaming - 19:17:23 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

(tt) - 19:18:03 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

caora - 19:18:58 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

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Nevermind EllA - 19:20:15 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

breaca sith - 19:21:28 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel------"My thoughts exactly!" - 19:22:54 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 19:23:36 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

TherE are no maP(s), inner or outer, of the total exact (l)ayout of Otherwor(l)d reAlms. - 19:26:54 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes - 19:29:56 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

(tt) - 19:30:23 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

All to easy! Abusive perhaps. Yoda~~~anger leads to hate and hate leads to suffering. slimy, mudhole, my home this is. Size does not matter. - 19:36:38 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 19:37:05 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel------"My thoughts exactly!" - 19:38:47 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 19:39:21 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate```"Michael(!)" - 19:39:53 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

TherE are no maP(s), inner or outer, of the total exact (l)ayout of Otherwor(l)d reAlms. - 19:42:43 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Pam``` Goodbye from a misunderstood Druid. This will be my last post. - 19:46:25 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 19:46:59 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel------"My thoughts exactly!" - 19:48:06 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 19:48:49 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes - 19:49:30 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

(tt) - 19:50:14 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

IOUN stones - 19:52:15 on 9 Dec 98 GMT

Bill...:Yes, I am guilty of posting old post from the past….ie rOB postings. I was trying to counter the spammer, rOB, of "nonsense post;" and at the same time, relive old writings. There really were some great posts in the past and I enjoy going back occasionally and reading some of them. I thought it would bring back some GOOD memories for you all when we had some really good debates on this board in the months past. I wasn't trying to offend anyone, but just countering the other spammers' post. Chat boards are mainly entertainment devices for me and I don't take myself too seriously. Please accept my apology and I will reframe from posting here, or emailing any of you, in the future. Enjoy! - 1:01:37 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

Bill..:Just one other thing I will say. As I reread rOB's old post the last three days, I was very impressed with his intellect and some of the things he had to say back then. It is hard for me to believe he has changed that much since last May….but who am I to judge! - 1:16:07 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:STEVEN-- Not to worry. It's a throw-away email address. :-) - 3:21:39 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:Bill. No apologies necessary. If the idiot spammers don't like the idea of clear and lucid writings on this web site, they can crawl off and start a site of their own. As for rOB, I think he's losing his marbles. - 3:58:27 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

4Au + 8CN- + Otwo + 2Htwo0______> 4AU(CN)two- + 4OH- - 5:49:00 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

2Au(CN)two- +Zn_______> 2Au +Zn(CN)four-- - 5:51:29 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

hydrogen aurichloride when heated forms and on further heating all the chlorine is lost, and pure rEMAINS - 5:54:03 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

Down the subway stairs - 7:16:01 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

lus - 7:21:22 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

athair - 7:21:49 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

HELLO STEVEN. Re. smaming.....:Most people use an @hotmail address or similar which cannot receive mail. - 12:14:42 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

HELLO STEVEN. Re. smaming.....:Most people use an @hotmail address or similar which cannot receive mail. - 12:15:09 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:BILL, well hell that sounds innocent enough. I don't think that it has any effects on whoever they\he\she may be. Myself rather than spam back, well I'm all for .22 hollow-point stratigically placed as a way to end that nonsense. {that is just to illustrate my distaste for the evidenced unthinking or those who mean to control any thought exchange} - 16:31:45 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

Bill..:Forgive me, but I have still another post. We are leaving here for an out-of-town vacation in a day and I will definitely stop posting here! I was just filing away my xmas letter stuff for this year and scanned back over my xmas letters for the last five years. I found this part pertaining to a personal encounter that I experienced then, that seems appropriate to share this time of the year. It was as follows: *******One house I bought this year was owned by a family who got behind on payments over a period of time, and the Veteran's Administration re-possessed the house. The owners moved into a trailer down the street. Carol and I talked to the couple about their former house one-day, as they were walking down the street. They loved the house and yard, but just got behind on everything. With three kids, they just couldn't make it. I got all the facts about the house, and I was thinking about fixing it up to either rent or sell it back to this family. After that day, I never saw the couple again. I began to rebuild the house inside and out. One day when I was very busy working on the house, this little girl showed up at the front door. My first thought was, "I'm too busy; go away!" As I approached the front door, I saw that she was about 8 or 9 years old with bright red hair and freckles on her nose (just like my wife Carol, when she was little). She said, "I used to live here. Can I come in and look around?" I stopped everything, and escorted her through the house. She told me, "There once was a possum that came in the front door. My family had to surround him. When everybody got around him, the possum scurried into the kitchen and under the sink cabinet." Leaning over and opening the cabinet under the kitchen sink, she said, "The possum sneaked out through that hole in the floor and got out under the house." She made the old house come alive, as she told me her stories. I just listened and let her talk. As we stood in the back bedroom, she causally confided that her mom was in the hospital. I asked her what had happened, and she said, "My Mom took too much medicine." At first, I thought the incident might have been an accident, but I soon realized that the overdose was not an accident! I told her that I, too, knew someone that had taken too much medicine. The little girl went on to say, "My Mom said that she loved me and she was glad to see me. It's just that my Mom's legs, itch all the time. She is really tired, and that's why she took too much medicine. I have the same problem as my Mom. My legs itch, too." I remember thinking how casual we both were, talking about such serious personal events. I was impressed by how accepting we both were about the past and reality. Somehow we both refused to spoil the present moment with either sympathy or sadness. She needed to talk, and I needed to rest and just listen. Somehow our fateful encounter and human bonding through a trusting, honest, and candid conversation seemed more important than sympathy and sadness. I stood looking at this little girl with her bright stringy red hair, freckled nose, and her wrinkled dress and scruffy white slippers. I remember thinking how much she looked like the old pictures I had seen of my wife, Carol, when she was a little girl. And then, almost as quickly as she had appeared, she said; "I have to go now." As she scurried from the house and into the road, I stood watching. She turned and smiled and waved goodbye. I just stood in silence and stared as she disappeared from my reality as quickly as she had entered it. Why do I remember this story at xmas? I don't know, except that all I could think of at the time was, "This little girl must have been an angel; I don't even know her name!"***** Thanks for your comments Papasam and Carl. Happy holidays to all!!! - 16:47:06 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

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Goblins of surcease, villains of wise... They pranced your brain all through the long long long night... Sir Rastus Bear who'd ever believe. You'd be by a song rEDEEMED. - 18:13:14 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

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Down the subway stairs - 18:30:04 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes - 18:34:13 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

It won't be long - 18:37:48 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel--- "My thoughts exactly(!)" - 18:39:19 on 10 Dec 98 GMT

checkmate - 5:05:11 on 11 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:Geez, I thought the Druid spam was bad but this nihilistic heartstring stuff makes me wince. Can anyone suggest a URL where Bill can post these inappropriate personal glimpses? - 5:19:15 on 11 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:Hi GRANT- Maybe "backinthesixties.com". - 5:48:07 on 11 Dec 98 GMT

Ash: (Voice Over) My name is Ash and I am a slave. Close as I can figure it the year is 1300 AD and I'm being dragged to my death. It wasn't always like this... I had a real life, once. A job. [Ash at work in present day S-Mart] (PA: Ash to price check four.) (Ash: Umm, hardware isle 12. Shop Smart. Shop S-Mart.) I had a wonderful girlfriend, Linda. [Flashback: Ash and Linda at the cabin] Together we drove to a small cabin in the mountains. It seems an archaeologist had come to this remote place to translate and study his latest find: Necronomicon ex Mortis, the Book of the Dead. Bound in human flesh and inked in blood, this ancient Sumarrian text contained bizarre burial rites, funerary incantations and demon resurrection passages. It was never meant for the world of the living. The book awoke something dark in the woods. It took Linda, and then it came, for me. It got into my hand and it went bad, so I lopped it off at the wrist. But that didn't stop it. It came back. Big time. <Ash is getting sucked in by the vortex> Ash: For God's sake! How do you stop it?! BRUCE CAMPBELL VS. ARMY OF DARKNESS [Daytime. Ash in late Medieval England in an open field] Ash: Where in the hell? Now... easy now chief. I don't know how I got here and uhhh and I'm not lookin' for any trouble. Sldier: <hacking Ash's Delta 88> What a piece of armour this is. Arthur: Wiseman! Wisman: My Lord, I believe he is the one written of in the Necronomicon. He who is prophesied to fall from the Heavens and deliver us from the terrors of the Deadites. Arthur: What? That buffoon? Likely he's one of Henry's men. I say to the pit with him! Men: To the pit! To the pit!Arthur: To the pit! Ash: You miserable bastard! [Inside the courtyard of Arthur's castle] Sheila: M'Lord Arthur, where is my brother? Did he not ride with you? Arthur: Aye, and fought valiantly. But last night he fell in battle to Duke Henry's men. I'm sorry Sheila. Sheila: <angry at Ash> Foul thing! My brother's death shall be avenged! Sldier: Company halt!Henry: You sir, are not one of my vassals. Who are you? Ash: Who wants to know? Henry: I am Henry the Red, Duke of Shale, Lord of the Northlands and leader of its peoples. Ash: Well hello Mr. Fancy-pants. I got news for you pal, you ain't leadin' but two things right now. Jack and shit... and Jack left town. Arthur: There is an evil awakened in this land... and while my people fight for their very souls against it, you Henry the Red wage war on us. Henry: It was you who first turned your swords on us! And this evil has befouled my people as well. Henry: Your people are no better than the foul corruption that lies in the bowels of that pit. Sldier: Right, you're no better. Arthur: May God have mercy upon your souls. <The pit doors open> Man: In God's name! What Hellspawn lurks there? Ollady: Into the pit with those bloodthirsty sons of whores! <One of Henry's men is thrown into the pit> <Long pause. Silence. Then screaming. A geyser of blood erupts from the pit>Man: Heavenly God!TwrGrd: He's escaping! <one of Henry's men tries to run away but Arthur kills him by shooting him with a crossbow> Ash: Whoa! Whoa! Wait a minute. Hold it. W-wait a minute. Y-you gotta understand, man. I-I never even saw these assholes before. Henry you gotta tell 'em you don't know me. We never met. Tell him. Henry: I dunna think he'll listen lad. Ash: Look, I'm telling you. You got the wrong guy. <Sheila chucks a rock at Ash's head> I'm telling you, you've got the wrong guy. <Ash is pushed into the pit> <Ash fights Deadite #1 as the crowd cheers>Ash: Why you. Art: Spikes.GldTth: Hey! He say spikes, give him spikes. <Ash continues to fight Deadite #1> Wisman: Make way. Strange one! Strange one! <The Wiseman throws the chainsaw to Ash who catches it with his right hand and kills the Deadite>Henry: Yeas!Sheila: Damn you. Damn you. <Ash fights Deadite #2 and escapes the pit> Ash: <to Arthur> You know your shoelace is untied. <Ash punches Arthur> Alright. Who wants some? Who's next? Huh? How 'bout it? Who wants some? Huh? Who wants to have a little? You. <to Gold Tooth> You want some more? Huuuh? You want a little? Do ya? Huh? You want some more? Huh? Huh? Hh! <to Henry> Now get on those horses and get out of here. Let 'em go. Henry: <pats Ash on the shoulder> Ahahhahahahahaha.Arthur: Halt! Henry: Thank you generous hosts! Arthur: Sword boy! <draws sword> For that arrogance I shall see you dead. (BOOM) <Arthur's sword is broken by a shotgun blast> Ash: Yeah. Alright you primitive screwheads, listen up. See this? This is my boomstick! It's a twelve gauge double barreled Remington, S-Mart's top-of-the-line. You can find this in the sporting goods department. That's right this sweet baby was made in Grand Rapids Michigan. Retails for about $109.95. It's got a walnut stock, cobalt blue steel and a hair trigger. That's right. Shop Smart. Shop S-mart. Ya got that?! Now I swear, the next one of you primates, even touches me... Ya! (BOOM) (BOOM) <Ash shoots Deadite #2 who has risen out of the pit> Now, let's talk about how I get back home. [Inside the court of Arthur's castle] <Ash is eating and drinking>Ash: (slurp) (burp) (burp) Sheila: I pray thee forgive me, Lord. I believed thee one of Henry's men. Ash: First you wanna kill me, now you wanna kiss me. <spits out a pit> Blow. <The Wiseman enters the court> So what's the deal? Can you send me back or not? Wisman: Only the Necronomicon has the power. An unholy book which we also require. Within its pages are passages that can send you back to your time. Only you, the Promised One, can quest for it. Ash: I don't want your book. I don't want your bullshit. Just send me back to my own time. Pronto. Today. Chop- <Ash stares at the spilled water rushing by his feet> <a woman turns around revealing her to be possessed> PosWom: You shall die! You shall never obtain the Necronomicon! We shall feast among your souls. <the Possessed Woman collapses> <Arthur goes to investigate the inanimate woman but Ash stops him> Ash: It's a trick. Get an axe. <the Possessed Woman awakens and starts fighting everyone> (BOOM) Ash: Yo she-bitch! <loads shotgun> Let's go. <Ash fights and defeats the Possessed Woman> Wisman: If the Necronomicon fell into the hands of the Deadites, all mankind will be consumed by this evil. Now will art quest for the book? [Inside the Blacksmith's Workshop at Arthur's castle] Ash: That one. <Montage showing Ash building a mechanical hand> Groovy. <Nightime. Sheila enters> Ash: What's the matter? Were you raised in a barn? Shut the door. Probably was raised in a barn with all the other primitives. Sheila: The Wisemen say that thou art the Promised One. 'Tis said that thou wilt journey for the book to help us. And that thou will lead our people against the Evil. Ash: The only reason that I'm going to get the book is to get home. <Sheila picks up a piece of metal that was on Ash's table> Sheila: I believe that thou art be leaving in the morning- Ash: Don't touch that please. Your primitive intellect wouldn't understand alloys and compositions and... things with molecular structures and the- What are you doing here anyway? Sheila: I wanted to say that all of my... all of my hopes and prayers go with you. And I made this for thee. Ash: Good, I could use a horse blanket. <Sheila slaps Ash and walks away> <Ash goes after Sheila and holds her> Gimme some sugar baby. [Daytime - On the outskirts of the forest] <Ash, The Wiseman and Arthur are on horseback>Ash: What? What is it? Wisman: This path will lead you to an unholy place. A cemetery. There the Necronomicon awaits. When thou retrievest the book from its cradle you must recite the words: Clatto Verata Nicto. Ash: Clatto Verata Nicto. Okay.Wisman: Well repeat them. Ash: Clatto Verata Nicto.Wisman: Again! Ash: I got it! I got it! I know your damn words alright? Now you get this straight, the both of you. If I get that book you send me back. After that, I'm history. Hyeah! <Ash rides into the forest> [In the forest] Ash: What is it boy? Shyeah! C'mon! <Ash is being chased by the Evil Force>Ash: C'mon you! <Ash is knocked off his horse and continues to run to a windmill> [Inside the windmill] Ash: <Ash is holding the door> Waaahhhh. Waaaahh. Ahhhhh... <Night falls> <Ash breaks a mirror and 'Tiny Ashes' appear from the broken pieces> <Tiny Ashes hold up a fork>TinAsh: Ramming speed! <Tiny Ashes ram Ash in the bum with the fork>Ash: Wahhhhhh. TinAsh: <Tiny Ashes hold up the shotgun> Ready! Aim! Fire! Break a leg! Ash: Oh... oh... You lousy little...TinAsh: Oh no! <Ash uses a spatula to get his face off the steaming grill> Ash: London bridges falling down, falling down, falling down... Hah. <Ash is about to step on a Tiny Ash when his foot is punctured by a nail>TinAsh: My fair lady. Ha! Ash: Whhhoooaaah! <Ash slips and falls and is knocked out> <Ash wakes up> Ash: What a horrible nightmare. Hm-m. Wait a minute. Oh God. I can't move! <Ash has been tied down> Waaaahhhhhhhh. <A Tiny Ash dives into Ash's mouth as Ash frees himself> TinAsh: Open wide! Geronimo! Hooray! Hooray! Ash: Oh.. Ahhh.... ahhh... Okay little fella? How about some hot chocolate? Huh?TinAsh: Wahhshah. Ash: How did you like the taste of that? Ha? How did you like the taste- <Ash sees an eye forming on his shoulder> [Outside the windmill] Ash: Wahhh. Dear God it's growing bigger! <there are two heads on Ash's body> <to the moon, both heads> Awooooo. <Ash pokes the other head in the eyes> Otrhed: Ooo... I'm blind. I'm blind.Ash: Where're you taking me? <Another Ash separates from Ash's body> Ash: What are you? Are you me? BadAsh: I'm Bad Ash. And you're Good Ash. You're goody little two shoes. You're goody little two shoes. Goody little two shoes. Little goody two shoes. Little goody two shoes. Little goody two shoes. Little goody two shoes. Little goody two shoes. <Bad Ash continuously hits Ash and is pissing him off> Little goody two shoes. Haha! <Ash gives Bad Ash a nod who has a shotgun in his face> (BOOM) Ash: Good... bad... I'm the guy with the gun. [Inside the windmill] <Montage of Ash cutting up Bad Ash's body with a chainsaw> [Outside the windmill] <Ash has finished digging a hole> Ash: That'll teach ya... Yeah, that'll teach ya. EvlAsh: You shall never retrieve the Necronomicon. You'll die in the graveyard before you get it. Ash: Hey, what's that you got on your face? EvlAsh: Huh? <Ash shovels dirt on Evil Ash's face> I'll come back for you. <Ash rides his horse to the cemetery after filling the hole and marking the grave>Ash: Hyeah! C'mon boy! [Ash at the cemetery] <Ash shivers as a chill goes down his spine and now stands before the cradle> Ash: Three books? Wait a minute. Hold it. Nobody said anything about three books. Like... like what am I supposed to do? Take-Take one book... or all books... or... or what? Well. <Ash picks a book which sucks him in and deforms his face, Ash shakes it off>Ash: Whoa. Wrong book. <Ash ponders then picks another book which is a batbook and bites him> Ash: Oh. Oh you... get back to you. Well, seems fairly obvious. <Ash reaches for the book> Whoa. Wait a minute. The words. Right, right, right. Say the words. Clatto! Verata! Nn... <pause> Necktie, necturn, nickle... noodle. It's an 'n' word. It's definitely an 'n' word. <revelation!> It was definatly an 'n' word! <Ash ponders, idea!> Clatto! Verata! Nn(coughcough). <Ash pauses> Okay then. That's it. <picks up the Necronomicon> <the earth begins to rumble> Hey! Wait a minute! Everything's cool. I said the words. I did! [Inside the courtyard of Arthur's castle] Arthur: You seek cover. To the parapet. Seek your children. Steady the horses.Wisman: Something's wrong. Something's amiss. [Ash at the cemetery] <Ash is attacked by skeletons coming out of the ground> Ash: I'll crush ya! I'll mash you to pieces you bony cr- [Ash mounted on his horse riding through the forest] Ash: Chyeah! I'm through bein' their garbage boy. I did my part. Now I want back. Like in the deal. Chyeah! [Outside the windmill] EvlAsh: I live... again. [Inside the courtyard of Arthur's castle] GldTth: There! The Promised One! The Promised One's returned! Crowd: <cheering> Welcome home! Welcome home! He's brought the Necronomicon! Ash: Alright... yeah... Great, great. Get the fuck out of my face. Wisman: The Necronomicon quickly. Did you bring the Necronomicon? Ash: Yeah. It's... it's just that...Wisman: Just what? Ash: Nothin'. Here. Now send me back, like in the deal. Wisman: When you removed the Necronomicon from the cradle, did you speak the words?Ash: Yeah... basically. Wisman: Did you speak the exact words? Ash: Look. Maybe I didn't say every single little tiny syllable, no. But basically I said them, yeah. Wisman: Dung eating fool! Thou hast doomed us all! When thou misspoke the words, the Army of the Dead awoke. Ash: Now whoa, whoa, whoa, right there spinach chin. You said that you could clean this mess up once you got that book. You said that there was a passage in there that could get rid of this thing and send me back. Wisman: It's true the book still posses the power to send you back but to us, it is useless. The Evil has a terrible hunger for the Necronomicon and it will come here to get it. Ash: We had a deal. You wanted the damn book. I got it for you. I did my part now you send me back. Arthur: Very well, as we are men of our word we shall honour our... bargain. The Wisemen shall return you to your own time. Ash: <surprised> Yeah? Man: I thought he was the One. Ash: Yeah right, because... that was the deal. So? When do you think we can start with all the thing... and the... course. When do you think we can start with all the... ceremony and the... Wisman: Wretched excuse for a man. Arthur: The Wisemen were fools to trust in you. Sldier: I knew he couldn't be trusted. Sheila: I still believe that thou wilt help us. Ash: Ah Shiela, don't you get it? It's over. I didn't have what it took. So long... Sheila: But what of the things we've shared? What of all the sweet words that you spoke in private? Ash: Ohwell... Oh that's just what we call pillow talk baby, that's all. Sheila: It was more than that! I still have faith in thee. I still believe that thou will stay and save us. <Ash averts his eyes> I... coward. <A winged Deadite takes Sheila and flies off>Sheila: Ash! Help me! Ash: Sheila!Arthur: Hold your arms! You'll hit the girl.Ash: Damn you! [At the cemetery] EvlAsh: Dig damn you. Dig faster! I shall command every worm infested son of a bitch that ever died in battle. Sklton: Thank you sir. EvlAsh: You there! Handsomely now.Sklton: Yes My Liege. EvlAsh: We shall storm their castle and get my book. Sklton: Welcome back to the land of the livin'. Now pick up a shovel and get digging.Sklton: Bring on the wench. EvlAsh: <to Shiela> Gimme some sugar baby. Well... now ain't you the sweet little thing.Sheila: Don't touch me you foul thing. EvlAsh: C'mon... that's it.Sklton: We got plans for you girly girl. [Inside the courtyard of Arthur's castle]TwrGrd: Our scout approaches! GldTth: Get his horse.Arthur: Arise. Scout: My Lord. An army of the dead gather in the wilderness and they approach the castle.Arthur: How far from here?Scout: But two days ride. Arthur: Then these winged ones are only the first of them. Wisman: Perhaps we should leave this place as soon as possible. Blksmt: We could be safe in the hills. Sldier: Yes! Yes! The mountains! We must flee! Wisman: It is written Arthur. It has been foretold. Blksmt: They'll take our souls.Sldier: I'm afraid. Blksmt: They'll swallow our souls.Sldier: I don't want to die. (BOOM) Ash: That's it. Go ahead and run. Run home and cry to mama. Me! I'm through runnin'. I say we stay here and fight it out! Arthur: Are all men from the future loud mouth braggarts? Ash: Nope. Just me baby... just me. Arthur: How will we fight an army of the dead at our castle walls? How will you fight that? More words? Most of our people have already fled! We are but sixty men. Ash: Then we'll get Henry the Red and his men to fight with us. Now... Who's with me? <awkward pause>Blksmt: I'll stand by ya. Man: You can count on my steel.Sldier: I'll offer up my courage. GldTth: Me sword's by his side.Sldier: I'm with you. ChArch: Aye, my bow to ya will sir. Crowd: <now cheering> Ya! Ya! Hail! Hail! [Outside the walls of Arthur's castle] EvlAsh: Well my dear, say hello to the boys. Sklton: There's a sight for sore bones.EvShla: I may be bad... but I feel good. EvlAsh: Who rules?Sklton: You my lord! To the castle! [Inside the courtyard of Arthur's castle] <Ash and Arthur's men prepare for Deadite's attack. Ash makes the Deathcoaster, gunpowder and teaches Kung Fu> [Nighttime - Inside the walls of Arthur's castle] Scout: They're coming! The Deadites approach! Ash: There's so damn many of them. Maybe... just maybe my boys can stop them from gettin' the book. Yeah, maybe I'm a Chinese jet pilot. [Outside the walls of Arthur's castle] <Skeletons and Deadites march towards the castle> [Inside the courtyard of Arthur's castle] Ash: Battlestations! I'd get those rocks up mister on the double! Ready the catapults! By God let's give them what for! <the drawbridge raises> [Outside the walls of Arthur's castle] Sklton: Company halt. Sklton: Company halt. (I'll rip his bones out.) <The Skeletons and Deadites have assembled> EvlAsh: Bring forth the scout.Sklcap: M'Lord, we are positioned on both fronts. EvlAsh: Fine, fine, fine. Where are they keeping my book? Sklcap: There My Lord, beyond the wall, the parapet, that'll be the most likely place.EvlAsh: Right, bring me forth into that castle. Sklton: Forward! Forward! Cry havoc and unloose the Dogs of War! To the castle! Death to the mortals! [Inside the courtyard of Arthur's castle]Ash: Arrows. Arthur: Torch boy! <the wicks on the arrows are lit and the men patiently wait for Ash to give the command as their wicks burn shorter and shorter> Ash: Steady. <Ash waves the command to fire>Arthur: Fire! [Outside the walls of Arthur's castle]EvlAsh: Oh. Oh. [Inside the courtyard of Arthur's castle]Ash: Heeeere baaaaaayby! GldTth: Alright! Ha Ha Ha. Sldier: <to Arthur> Sire, there's a second division approaching from the south. [Outside the walls of Arthur's castle] Sklton: Ram the gates! [Inside the courtyard of Arthur's castle] Ash: Catapults.Arthur: Catapults south! [Outside the walls of Arthur's castle] Sklton: Seek cover! Watch out! Make way! EvlAsh: Oh! Oh you miserable bags of bones. Pick yourselves up and sally fo(yroh)! Sally fo(yroh)! Sally forth. Sklton: C'mon you miserable wretches. Forward! <Skeletons make a bridge across the moat and begin ramming to door> [Inside the courtyard of Arthur's castle] Arthur: Buttress the door... now!Ash: Rocks! <the men begin to drop rocks on the Skeletons and Deadites> Ash: Ooooo that's gotta hurt! [Outside the walls of Arthur's castle] EvlAsh: Oh you cretins! Arrows.Sklton: Fire. Sklton: Put your backbones into it. We've broken through, the castle is ours! Kill the mortals! Their ranks are broken! [Inside the courtyard of Arthur's castle] <Arthur's men do Kung Fu> Arthur: Move back. Man the parapet! Protect the book. God save us all. <Ash emerges from the Blacksmith's workshop driving the Deathcoaster> Ash: Say hello to the 21st century. Yeah! C'mon! I got plenty for everybody. <A Deadite climbs aboard the Deathcoaster> Bye bye. (BOOM) <Ash sees Sheila standing in front of the Deathcoaster> Ash: Huh? Sheila? <Ash steers the Deathcoaster out of her way and it rolls over and explodes>Sklton: We've secured the courtyard M'Lord.EvlAsh: Excellent. <Ash is attacked by Evil Sheila but pushes her into the pit> Sklton: You're mine sweety.Ash: Get off of her. <On the parapet> Arthur: Damn you.Sldier: My Lord!Arthur: Stay with the book. TwrGrd: The Red! The Red! Duke Henry and his men have come! [Outside the walls of Arthur's castle] <Henry and his men are seen coming over the hills and rushing towards the castle>Henry: Blows, blood and death! Sldier: It's Henry. Haha! Henry: Onward valiant cousins. Their ranks are broke. [On the parapet in Arthur's castle] EvlAsh: Ooops. Hello. There ya go. <to Ash> The book is mine. Sklton: <crawling towards Ash> I'll cut your gizzard out. Hey! Where'd he go? Hey! <a weight of rocks crushes the Skeleton> Ash: <on the parapet to Evil Ash> Come to papa.EvlAsh: Get him! <Evil Sheila jumps Ash> Ash: Awwh! Awwh! Ya crazy bitch! Get off me! EvShla: You found me beautiful once.Ash: Honey, you got real ugly. <Ash throws Evil Sheila off the parapet> EvlAsh: <sees the book> Here we are. <Ash throws a spear which goes through Evil Ash's body> You wanna play rough eh? Okay. EvlAsh: Prepare to die. EvlAsh: You're going down.Ash: I'm going up. EvlAsh: I'm coming for ya. <kills his own man> Whooops... excuse me. You're pissing me off you ugly son of a bitch. EvlAsh: I'll spoil those good looks. Backstabber. Hold still. <Ash swings from a rope>Ash: Tally ho! Sldier: We can't hold the battlements! Arthur: We will hold. We must protect the book. <Evil Ash with his face burned off reappears on the parapet> EvlAsh: I gotta bone to pick with you. C'mon. <Ash is knocked off the parapet and Evil Ash lands on the catapult with a lighted wick next to him> EvlAsh: At last, the book. I posses the Necronomicon. I've crushed your pathetic army. Now I'll have my vengeance. <Ash hits the book out of Evil Ash's hand and releases the catapult sending Evil Ash into the sky> Ash: Buckle-up bonehead, because you're going for a ride. EvlAsh: Huh? Nwooooh. Ahhhhh! (BOOM)Sldier: Victory is ours! Sklton: Retreat! Retreat! Let's get the hell out of here! <Sheila awakens> [Inside the courtyard of Arthur's castle] <Arthur and Henry's men square off but the two leaders hug and the crowd cheers>Ash: Hey Henry, you had us going. Henry: My Lady. Ash: Arthur.Arthur: Well won my friend.Henry: We've won the day! Yaaaaay! Sldier: We're brothers then. A new kingdom shall be born! [Inside the court of Arthur's castle] Wisman: The book tells us that once you drink this liquid and recite the words: Clatto Verata Nicto, thout shalt awaken in thine own time. Remember, you must recite the words exactly. [Outside the walls of Arthur's castle] <Ash kisses Sheila goodbye and rides off> [Ash at work in present day S-Mart] Ash: I thought about staying. They offered me the chance to lead them, to teach them, to... to be king. Ted: <unimpressed/uninterested> Uh huh. Ash: But my place is here, so I swallowed the juice, said the words and here I am.Ted: Did you say the words right this time? Ash: Well maybe I didn't say every single tiny little syllable, no. But basically I said them yeah... basically. ClkGrl: You know that story about how you could've been king. I... ah... think it's kinda cute. Ash: Yeah? <A Possessed Woman appears and starts wrecking havoc in the S-Mart> (BANG) <Ash poses wielding a repeating Winchester> Ash: Lady, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to leave the store. PosWom: Who the hell are you?Ash: Name's Ash... <reloads gun>... housewares. <Ash attacks the Possessed Woman>PosWom: I'll swallow your soul. Ash: Come get some. <Ash defeats the Possessed Woman> Ash: (Voice Over) Sure I could've stayed in the past. Could've even been king. But in my own way, I am king. Ash: Hail to the king baby. <Ash kisses the Clerk Girl> - 6:17:01 on 11 Dec 98 GMT

Pam~~~ goodbye EllA - 6:18:02 on 11 Dec 98 GMT

It won't be long - 6:23:39 on 11 Dec 98 GMT

adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes - 6:24:31 on 11 Dec 98 GMT

Down the subway stairs - 6:25:14 on 11 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel--- "My thoughts exactly(!)" - 6:25:54 on 11 Dec 98 GMT

Grant: Oops. Boo boo:Probably offended nihilists and narcissists back there before the block of spam. What the heck? It's late. - 6:33:43 on 11 Dec 98 GMT

PETER:Fuck - 23:02:09 on 11 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:PETER- I ditto that! - 0:21:35 on 12 Dec 98 GMT

jaywilson--wham, spam, no thank you, damn!:What was it Woody Allen said about masturbation, "It's sex with the one you love"? I believe spamming serves much the same function, from what I've seen around here lately. It's really too bad, I suppose, but I can wait until the lamebrains go away. And they will. - 0:29:13 on 12 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:Ash. Ash belongs in an ash can. Go home. Your can is waiting for you. - 1:10:00 on 12 Dec 98 GMT

James-->Bill...:Say it so dude. - 2:06:11 on 12 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene..definately in the outfield:JAMES- An angel, come on! - 3:08:46 on 12 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:PAPSAM- Do you think the guy is making an ash og himself? - 5:09:02 on 12 Dec 98 GMT

hi:hi - 5:16:30 on 12 Dec 98 GMT

glamour:. - 5:17:52 on 12 Dec 98 GMT

```:Down the subway stairs - 5:19:06 on 12 Dec 98 GMT

What the heck? It's late:checkmate - 5:20:30 on 12 Dec 98 GMT

All I know is that God doesn't exist - 21:43:36 on 12 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:MARLENE Received your card and it was music to my ears. Thanks. As to your question -is he making an ash of himself - no, mother nature beat him to the job. - 5:49:58 on 13 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:PAPASAM- Ha! Ha! I wonder what he does at mythmas, eat acorns and decorate his oak tree? - 14:55:33 on 13 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:TO THE NONAME POSTER- Just to refine that post a bit, I would state that "all I know, is that there is absolutelt no evidence that god exists." - 14:57:31 on 13 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:MARLENE...received your card too, and it was delighful..Thank you much! - 15:54:21 on 13 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:MARLENE. He probably dons a Santa Claus suit, gets a kettle and stands on s busy corner collecting handouts in the name of some holy roller charity, and pockets the proceeds. - 1:45:26 on 14 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:PAPASAM- And saying "thank you ELLA", lol! - 7:37:28 on 14 Dec 98 GMT

VERY PLEASING re. god.....:http://www.telegraph.co.uk:80/et?ac=001001481410507&rtmo=wMsjij0b&atmo=99999999&P4_FOLLOW_ON=/98/12/14/wcris14.html&pg=/et/98/12/14/wcris14.html - 11:25:47 on 14 Dec 98 GMT

The easy way:? - 13:22:14 on 14 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene..season's greeetings!:Since it's mythmas and it's the season to be kind and all that shit, I've written a carol for you DRUID...oHHHHH...Great oak tree OHHHHHH...Great Oak tree..You are my only fam..ma..lee! OHHHH..Great oak tree..OHHH..Great oak tree...without you, I wouldn't be...Like your seed, I'm a real true nut..A humongous pain in the butt..OHHH Great oak tree...OHHH Great oak tree..You are my only fam..ma..leee! - 15:55:32 on 14 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:Very clever Marlene! You haven't lost your touch! - 1:21:56 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

Balneotherapy :And saying "thank you EllA" - 19:18:14 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

i(tt) was a vuluptuous scene, that masquerade - 19:20:46 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

```Down the subway stairs - 19:22:34 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

in especial, was so inventive in the way of getting up pageants, suggesting novel characters, and arranging costumes, for masked balls, that nothing could be done, it seems, without his assistance - 19:28:17 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

Get a life Pam. - 19:32:15 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel--- "My thoughts exactly(!)" - 19:33:02 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

then comes a sense of sudden motionlessness throughout all things; as if those who bore me (a ghastly train) had outrun, in their descent, the limits of the limitless, and paused from the wearisomeness of their toil - 19:38:15 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

veneficia - 19:47:43 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

staurolite - 19:52:43 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

"The Trees speak with the voice of the winds in delicate harmony." - 20:02:54 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

stones dobbie - 20:09:04 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

set tokens --(-) - 20:09:43 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

Abies alba - 20:12:46 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

shake the light trance state - 20:13:39 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

relax - 20:14:34 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

nyu - 20:15:07 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

cord magick - 20:16:25 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye... Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives... By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine... Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky... By those who see with their eyes close... They know me by my black telescope... Your green tree mantle from which these things derive... A lens of quartz and refract spoke that crystal lens... Whose crystal rope once bound me to those Doctors and wives... When my vision was oh, so cloudy... And I saw things through two eyes... I am a sailor on the raging depths... And I know a thing or two... Back to the corner mates and over the side... Yes I know a thing or two... By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye... Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives... By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine... Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky... By those who see with their eyes closed... you'll know me by my black telescope... Before my great conversion when the ridge was closed... Before my visit to the workshop of telescopes... By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye... sees through the charms of doctors and their wives... By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine... Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky... By those who see with their eyes closed... you'll know me by my black telescope... - 20:44:21 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

intertwinings of binding entanglement - 20:45:55 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

when his domains were half depopulated, he summoned to his presence a thousand hale and lighthearted friends from among the knights and dames of his court, and with these retired to the deep seclusion of one of his castellated abbeys - 22:14:45 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel--- "My thoughts exactly(!)" - 22:18:01 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

```Down the subway stairs - 22:18:39 on 15 Dec 98 GMT

coill - 0:43:43 on 16 Dec 98 GMT

saltair na ran - 0:57:22 on 16 Dec 98 GMT

alloys - 1:19:26 on 16 Dec 98 GMT

airts - 1:21:24 on 16 Dec 98 GMT

"The Trees speak with the voice of the winds in delicate harmony." - 1:23:07 on 16 Dec 98 GMT

Blood was its Avatar and its seal ---the redness and the horror of blood. - 1:36:05 on 16 Dec 98 GMT

Balneotherapy :And saying "thank you EllA" - 19:18:14 on 15 Dec 98 GMT - 1:39:54 on 16 Dec 98 GMT

quicksilver:... - 18:23:21 on 16 Dec 98 GMT

the sentence-the dread sentence of death-was the last of distinct acentuation which reached my ears - 18:27:43 on 16 Dec 98 GMT

```Down the subway stairs - 18:28:18 on 16 Dec 98 GMT

Steven :Man Is Man Made2: here is the link - 21:49:28 on 16 Dec 98 GMT

It's known, mainly, as a technique for determining what is happening at a given location. - 9:44:16 on 17 Dec 98 GMT

several of the great continental powers still retained their fools, who wore motley, with cap and bells, and who were expected to be always ready with sharp witticisms, at a moment's notice, in consideration of the crumbs that fell from the royal table - 9:48:48 on 17 Dec 98 GMT

Why does John Grady talk to the horses before he rides them? Why is this effective? :--(-) - 10:19:47 on 17 Dec 98 GMT

victim of collision on the open sea... nobody ever said that life was free... sink swim go down with the ship... but use your freedom of choice... i say it again in the land of the free... use your freedom of choice... in ancient rome there was a poem... about a dog who had two bones... he picked at one he licked the other... he went in circles till he dropped dead... freedom of choice is what you got... freedom from choice is what you want... then if you got it you don't want it... seems to be the rule of thumb... don't be tricked by what you see... you got two ways to go... - 10:26:31 on 17 Dec 98 GMT

piseoga - 10:29:33 on 17 Dec 98 GMT

alloys - 10:43:36 on 17 Dec 98 GMT

Joette :pleased with Marlene again - 11:55:02 on 17 Dec 98 GMT

JOETTE:somebody is using my name...that last post wasn't mine...strange... - 14:07:21 on 17 Dec 98 GMT

Adam NOT SO-ETTE FAST!:‰‰‰‰‰ Maybe you're a schizo, Jo. - 21:14:28 on 17 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:JOETTE- Strange isn't the word for some of the fucking nutcases on this board! - 23:06:37 on 17 Dec 98 GMT

Adam WORD UP*****:*** What, pray tell, would be "the word"? - 0:07:06 on 18 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:SPAMMERS Spammers, spammmers, on the wall,--- Which is the biggest jerk of all? Without a place to call your own,---You come to us to cry and moan,---Please pack your junk and take it back,-- We have no use for you , sad sack. - 0:11:55 on 18 Dec 98 GMT

Adam NUCKING FUTCASE ¨¨¨¨¨:SLAM SPAM! Thank ya, Sam! - 0:48:59 on 18 Dec 98 GMT

GOD LOVERS GO TO...:.....http://www.theelectricchair.com - 11:49:07 on 18 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:ADAM. Are you going to St. Louis, Missouri for Jan 25 and 26 to picket the pope? American Atheists have it all set up. That should be fun, but I'll wait to read about it!.What do you think about the idea? - 4:50:13 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

(s)pam:The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 7:29:42 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

rEVOLT:A rock through a window never comes with a kiss. Rhyme and a reason never argue with a fist. There's a time for discussion and a time for a fight. It's the time in the season for a maniac at night. There's a lot to be said for a blow to the head. So come on! Make a show! Turn it on! Let it go! Put some madness to the method! [We need! We need! We need! We need!] We need madness to the method! [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!] We want madness to the method! [We need! We need! We need! We need!] We need madness to the method! [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!] We don't care as long as there's some madness! The member's only lacking with the stage cologne. Try to pacify the --(-) jackal at the watering hole. The boys want to mix in with the girls at the bar. And the dream doesn't wait when there's no one in the car. Babe, is there a mission to destroy your inhibitions? So come on! Get some show! Hang it out! Rock and roll! Put some madness to the method! [We need! We need! We need! We need!] We need madness to the method! [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!] We want madness to the method! [We need! We need! We need! We need!] We need madness to the method! [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!] We don't care as long as there's some madness! [Instrumental] It's a hormone war zone - boys are out for a fight; Wenches in the trenches on a Saturday night. Stick it here, stick it there; get it out of sight. It's the time in the season for the nasty things at night. Put some madness to the method! [We need! We need! We need! We need!] We need madness to the method! [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!] We want madness to the method! [We need! We need! We need! We need!] We need madness to the method! [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!] [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!] [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!] [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!] [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!] [Revolt! Revolt! Revolt! Revolt!] - 7:48:02 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

```Down the subway stairs - 7:48:36 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

BRODY:Ah, why don't you come over here and chum some of this shit!!! - 7:51:22 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

'We will enact it', remarked the king, drawing himself up, and lowering his eyelids. - 7:53:05 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

piseoga - 7:53:49 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

r:. - 7:55:55 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

r:. - 7:56:37 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:Get a life Pam. - 7:57:33 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Blood was its Avatar and its seal ---the redness and the horror of blood. - 7:58:13 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Mrs. Schwann:... Grant okay I will tell you everything... heee looka like a ding. - 8:05:44 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Russ T Pipes:and --(-)seal clubbing - 8:09:30 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:Russ T Pipes my flippant phren, the female praying mantis would be "the word". - 8:13:40 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

--(-) - 8:14:54 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

cord magick - 8:15:22 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:TO THE NONAME POSTER. Get out of here and go tie your fricative tongue in a cord. I'm very old you know. - 8:20:04 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:Papasam... I think it is that druid again and her/his delusions. Maybe we should say thank you EllA!!! LOL - 8:23:13 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

jaywilson:I like James Bond movies. - 8:26:36 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Adam:hey jay word up!!! How about this fine quote of Dr. Seuss to our delusional tree lover``I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life's realities.'' - 8:32:58 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Adam @@@ WORD UP AGAIN:As the law knows I can kick a god's ass in. - 8:35:30 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

I had been deceived too, in respect to the shape of the enclosure. In feeling my way I had found many angles, and thus deduced an idea of great irregularity; so potent is the effect of total darkness upon one arousing from lethargy or sleep - 8:42:24 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:Maybe you're a schizo EllA. - 8:45:18 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene what's up with all this nonsense:PAM I think you might look at yourself lol. - 8:47:36 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

borrow censorship magick - 8:49:07 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Passing :http://www.belgianblock.com/form.html - 8:55:08 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:Get out of here you theist and take your delusions with you. Wait how's my bladder doing these days. - 8:57:39 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

block it again EllA:. - 8:58:35 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Robert T Lee:spam --(-) apes and mesmerism. Maybe next time I will post my link for all you atheists. - 9:02:35 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:Looks like they let that nutcase RTL out of his cage again. - 9:04:01 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:To RTL... I asked you did Moses ever speak telepathically??? - 9:06:22 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:hi EllA - 9:07:38 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

this --(-) monkey psi* - 9:08:34 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Rob I love metaphors:rOB I sense you are back. - 9:10:56 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:goodbye EllA - 9:12:18 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

dana:Wow all this spam insanely intermingles!!! Inference from such a young person. - 9:18:23 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

IOUN stones - 9:20:25 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Nirvana:still round - 9:21:43 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Steven: I am going to post the second link again because this (s)pam ra(tt)les nonsense. This teenager can spam all she/he wants here. Give it a try!!! - 9:26:49 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

gollum - 9:27:22 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

cord magick - 9:28:00 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Yesss ssso preciousss:It took so long to remember just what happened. I was so young and they stole it, you know it hurt me. But I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive Even the signs seemed to tell me otherwise. Got my hands down, and my head down, And my eyes closed, my throat's wide open. I do unto others what has been done to me. Do unto others what has been done to you. I'm treading water. I need to sleep a while. My lamb and martyr, you look so precious. Won't you, won't you come on up closer. Close enough so I can smell you. I need you to feel this. I can't stand to burn too long. Release in sodomy. The one sweet moment I'm home. I do unto you now what has been to me. I do unto you now, what has been done. You're breathing so I guess you're still alive. Even the signs seem to tell me otherwise. Won't you, won't you come on up closer. Close enough so I can smell you. I need you to feel this. I need this to make me whole. Relief in sodomy. Can you witness the blood and, this can't be trusted. I. Have you witnessed the blood and, this can't be trusted. I. Only this one holy medium brings me piece of mind. Got your hands bound, and your head down, And your eyes closed, you look so precious now. I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this. Shit, blood, and come on my hands. I've come round full circle. My --(-)lamb and martyr, this will be over soon. You look so precious. You look so precious now... - 9:43:53 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam: TO THE MUSIC FREAK... Take your copy/ paste shit and shove it up your ass. Get out of here. - 9:48:43 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

dearg - 9:51:38 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

cord magick - 9:52:37 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Arnold:I am going to try posting a few "on topic" messages here and see if the sky falls. This used to be a really nice board. I think we should all take notice that it is very close to just one year until the year 2000. For several decades, the evangelical Christians have been focusing on this time for the mythical return of Jesus. I predict that he won't show either on or around this time. Would anybody be willing to bet against me? - 10:31:18 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

Good page Arnold - well done:. - 11:14:28 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

jaywilson--by his puns shall you know him--:ADAM: The last post attributed to me (liking the Bond movies) was in fact not mine; again, someone is borrowing our names around here. But hey, I borrowed the name too, so John-Clogged Van Spamme, do your bratty wurst. Good to see the gang still about for the unholydays. - 14:56:56 on 19 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:jaywilson,ADAM. The anonymous sneak is using my name as well to post messages. He must be a bastard as he apparently has no name of his own. If they do, what sad specimens of humanity these spammers are, to be ashamed of their own names. - 5:47:03 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

SORRY MISUNDERSTANDING....:I chose the dark lead-in writing as part of the message. I did not anticipate the instant defencive paranoia. - 11:34:15 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

AGAIN-IN SHORT ----:...Good page Arnold - well done:- - 12:13:40 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

God, I'm terrified of upsetting Arnold.:...long distance nightmares... - 12:16:04 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

Tu ere una bella frecata. :. - 22:33:01 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:Thank you Pam. - 22:34:29 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 22:35:53 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

piseoga:. - 22:38:31 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

it was in this apartment, also, that there stood against the western wall, a gigantic clock of ebony - 22:40:50 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

keeping in mind that Hee-Haw is of the same species as Eeyore and gets tense about verb tenses - 22:44:27 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

```Down the subway stairs - 22:45:19 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

12C + 4 1H --> 12C + 4He Carbon is a catalyst: it is not used up in this reaction. The net result in the CNO cycle is the same as in the proton-proton chain. For stars with masses greater than 2.5 solar masses, no helium flash occurs. Stars with masses greater than 8 solar masses will eventually explode as supernova. - 22:50:34 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel--- "My thoughts exactly(!)" - 22:51:59 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

they had issued from the well, which lay just within view to my right even then, while i gazed, they came up in troops hurriedly, with ravenous eyes, allured by the scent of the meat from this but required much effort and attention to scare them away. - 22:57:44 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

Content to stand alone. Waiting, watching, guarding Granny's home... His face reflecting simple joy, but he is not happy, Plaster Boy... "Careful sonny, not too close, Unless you want a lethal dose of hardening..." Patiently waiting for some shade, wishing he could run away... Surpressing any urge to roam, such devotion from a little gnome... I once saw a calico that thought he could fly... And then the lanky Doberman that tinked in my eye... A pacifist by nature, with amble common sense... But if I had my druthers, I'd druther be a fence... Now Granny, she's a good one, she shines me now and then... And come around this springtime, I'm due for some paint again... On keeping granny comfy, I try and earn my keep... I'm just wishing I had some eyelids, so I could get some sleep... - 23:03:54 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 23:04:27 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 23:05:20 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

poured onto the ground:Milk brought to you by a group of 135 area dairy farmers and our own herd of lovable --(-) Guernseys and Holsteins. - 23:07:42 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 23:09:21 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

borrow: censorship magick a thank you offends them EllA - 23:17:39 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

on-lay - 23:19:02 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

this is plausible, since talking about magickal rituals is known to lessen their effectiveness, if not outright kill the power raised - 23:20:46 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

this is plausible, since talking about magickal rituals is known to lessen their effectiveness, if not outright kill the power raised - 23:21:02 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

s(k)ip - 23:21:38 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

Spells using herbs should be used when long-lasting effects are the desired outcome. - 23:24:02 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

Tu ere una bella frecata. - 23:26:55 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

cord magick - 23:27:32 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

barrow mounds have a reputation for 'strange' and unexplainable events occuring when they are opened. - 23:30:42 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

maze - 23:31:35 on 20 Dec 98 GMT

You know you're gonna have another accident??? - 0:03:12 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

what sad specimens of humanity these (s)pammers are, to be ashamed of their own names The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 0:07:12 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

before the kiss, a redcap - 0:08:08 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

whose combined 17 million records will give you bibliographic details of books, reports, grey literature, plays, manuals, etc... - 0:21:09 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

http://www.flex.net/~terran/ - 0:25:39 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Bond turns over a tarot card: the Fool Solitaire: You have found yourself. lios - 0:43:09 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Elecampagne - 1:04:15 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Brody:Yea why don't you come over here and chum some of this shit!!! - 1:09:50 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 1:10:23 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Grant: rEMAINING rOOM rOB i would like you to stay also - 1:13:48 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:Grant... This dreamer is almost awake your whisper will go through when he regains conscience. How is the "The Honourable Mr. Tawnish" coming along??? - 1:17:35 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 1:18:13 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

exercise memories constantly - 1:18:58 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:goodbye EllA - 1:20:44 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 1:21:19 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:screech --(-)EllA rOOM exists hydrogen aurichloride can be obtained as a yellow crystalline substance, which forms salts with bases heated on further heating all the chlorine is lost, and pure ??? rEMAINS... - 1:27:32 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

geas - 1:28:12 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

But, of course, Powers couldn't simply rECYCLE the old rules without spicing them up a little. One fun new twist is that ghosts are no longer the only drug of choice for those in the know; in Earthquake Weather we meet a psychiatrist who gets his kicks by severing off and consuming personalities from patients with Multiple Personality Disorder. (Kids, don't try this at home.) - 1:34:34 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Elecampagne - 1:35:11 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Keith: These druids spam nicely. No death stance here. Does Carl do weekends; I would like to discuss with myself. - 1:37:54 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 1:38:23 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 1:39:06 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Elecampagne - 1:39:45 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

this is plausible, since talking about magickal rituals is known to lessen their effectiveness, if not outright kill the power raised - 1:40:36 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel--- "My thoughts exactly(!)" - 1:41:52 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

```Down the subway stairs - 1:42:55 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Tu ere una bella frecata. - 1:43:34 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

cord magick - 1:44:02 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

It comes with a nice cloth to wrap your cards in and use as a reading surface wherever you are. Each card has several different elements in the picture, all of which are explained in the section about the card. Overall, I give it a thumbs up! - 1:48:01 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Thorn is the third rune in what is believed to be a group of 33. That part is only speculation due to the different beliefs through the years. But, it is speculated as the third rune. Thorn is also known as Thurisaz, pronounced thu-ri-saz. Thu...ri, like rig...saz with "a" as in father. The base meaning to this is "Gateway, with thorns of resistance." It also has been known as Dorn, you can see there are many synonyms for this rune. Thorns can be looked upon in two ways, as a barrier and as a protection or a separator from the "other side" of change. So, there is good and bad in thorn. In accordance to that, thorn is a rune of testing and challenge, as well as protection and defense. To simplify this, I'll try to state it like this. Its Divinatory meaning is: Hardship, painful event, etc. Obviously, this fits Michael to a "t." Its magical uses are to aid in study and meditation and self meditation. I find this amazing because Michael had TOTAL self control and meditation. After researching, all of this is finally coming together. To understand thorn, you must realize all that's behind it. So, it helps to understand where it falls on the tonal axis. It spans from the fourteen (Earthly father), through the four (the place of the Animals...possibly explaining his eating of the dog in the first Halloween),the ten (the mind), the three, the thirteen, and the one. The one is the place of Fire. Obviously the fire explains the RAGE in Michael Myers. Some of the potential negative trends are Demonic Influence, damage, deception, and perishing of enemies. Well, looky what we have here! All of those explain Michael Myers. To help understand Thorn, here is the POEM that goes hand in hand with thorn: A third song I know: If urgency tells me to tie the opponent w/magic Then I dullen the steel of my foes So that their swords will not cut anymore. This poem can explain Michael's influence of thorn. They believed a person was inflicted with this curse so that they could spare the lives of all other people in that "tribe." Here is something you will find AMAZING! Under Christian proselytizing influence, the Latin alphabet was generally adopted, and only two runes survived: the wynn (yes, you read correctly, the WYNN), which looked a lot like a P, and the thorn, which looked like a "p" with a neck splint. Isn't that amazing, that WYNN was one of the runes that survived? Could this explain the fascination that Dr. Wynn has with Michael's powers? Maybe this led to his name of "Wynn!" Weird Stuff. Lastly, I'll leave you with something that could possibly be used for HALLOWEEN 7. The lesson of this rune is to learn you must suffer. Not only literal suffering, but also in the biblical sense of allowing one's destiny to unfold as it should, and allowing one's self to experience all that life offers us. There is talk of "Giants" when talking of Thorn. Thorn is the name given to the Giant. The Giants (not the football team or the baseball team) may seem to be evil and destructive to the Aesir, but they bring about change, and eventually clear the way for a new age. Could Michael finally turn out to be "not as bad as he appears?" After he does "his job" maybe he'd clear up. I'll leave you guys with that last thought. Hope some of this gives you a better understanding on H6. I know this info surprised me a lot and helped me understand H6. I really loved the WYNN part. Thorn isn't just an evil rune. It can be both good and evil. Depending on which way the rune is set, can determine whether it's good or evil. This depends on which way the triangle part of the thorn symbol is facing. You see, it can also play a part in taking the evil OUT of the person cursed with it. This also goes along with what I said they could possibly do at the end of H7. How it can bring about that change it's seeking. You never know, something could trigger Michael to let the evil out of him, that protective rune, perhaps? Anyhow, I also thought I'd let everyone know how the thorn rune can also double the size of any animal for the duration of the spell. A doubling in this size would increase the weight by four times. With this, a gain of 50% over the "creature's" natural strength is probable as well. Could this explain why Michael is not affected by bullets or anything else? Can this explain why he got so BIG between parts 5 and 6? Discounting the fact that George Wilbur put on weight, could this be the explanation? The whole time that Wynn had Michael locked away (the six years) could this curse be building up in Michael? Thus, making him so much BIGGER and STRONGER than ever? I think this seems too coincidental not to be looked at! Look at the great storyline this presents. This finally could explain why Michael can't be killed. He gained all that strength over the years. Once that curse is lifted by that protective rune, I feel Myers would slowly lose all that power and bulk, returning him to a "normal" individual. - 1:51:11 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

You know you're gonna have another accident??? - 1:52:10 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate```"Michael(!)" - 1:54:09 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

```Down the subway stairs - 1:54:45 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Now you can tear a bulding down But you can't erase a memory. These houses may look all run down But they have a power you can't see. gollum - 2:13:58 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

jaywilson no offense:In Africa, music is not an art form as much as it is a means of communication. - 2:23:48 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 2:24:33 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 2:26:14 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

pinch of ginger - 2:27:57 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate```"Michael(!)" - 2:28:36 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Awake. Shake dreams from you hair, my pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and the sign of your day, the day's divinity, first thing you see. A vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon, couples naked race down by its quiet side, and we laugh like soft, mad children, smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy. The music and voices are all around us. Choose, they crooned, the ancient ones. The time has come again. Choose now, they croon beneath the moon, Beside an ancient lake. Enter again the sweet forest, enter the hot dream, come with us. Everything is broken up, and dances. - 2:32:58 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

David:HI, whatever happened to that semantical Taoist. I know he stays and you too Pam I like your posts. Though we have never conversed I would like you to stay. - 2:42:09 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

exercise memories constantly - 2:42:42 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 2:43:26 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 2:45:13 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

David:and where is that Jo I gave her that Campbell link and told that bitch to get a life, but that was so long ago. - 2:47:46 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 2:48:23 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

David:At least as a kinda atheist, discussions of baseball scores frolic in the wind. - 2:50:31 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 2:51:05 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

pinch of ginger - 2:51:49 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

cord magick - 2:52:27 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

You know you're gonna have another accident??? - 2:55:03 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate```"Michael(!)" - 2:55:45 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Death comes sweeping through the hallway, like a lady's dress... Death comes driving down the highway, in it's Sunday best... A fire of unknown origin took my baby away... A fire of unknown origin took my baby away... Swept to ruin off my wavelength, swallowed her up... Like the ocean in a fire, so thick and gray... A fire of unknown origin took my baby away... A fire of unknown origin took my baby away... Death comes driving - I can't do nothing! Death goes. There must be something - there must be something that rEMAINS... Something... something... A fire of unknown origin took my baby away... A fire of unknown origin took my baby away... - 3:09:51 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:TO THE NONAME POSTER... You seemed to have a preoccupation with death and free floating carbons and the alike. The only thing that goes for me is my hemorrhoids of --(-)papaworm. I am so old you know. - 3:15:07 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 3:15:53 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 3:17:06 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

before the kiss a redcap - 3:18:27 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

alder - 3:23:31 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

She is still having nightmares about her ominous uncle. - 3:31:19 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

draiocht - 3:40:52 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:I'm trying to get a feel for this stuff. I mean, are you, like, visiting relatives or chopping wood or something and suddenly, looking at your watch exclaim, "Oh, look at the time! I've gotta go home and spam the atheist discussion board!" - 4:12:36 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:Append: ? - 4:15:24 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

whaleshit - 5:05:09 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Adam TALONS of TALENT °°°°:Congratulations to the Atlanta Falcons on their first division title since 1980, the year I first adopted them and began a long string of suffering. And on this, the winter solstice, I would like to point out that god sux. - 15:27:40 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene THIS sux....Adam but..:Since I don't have your email address I couldn't send you a Season Greetings card so here it is SEASON GREETINGS ADAM lurve Marlene! - 18:10:42 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

Adam SEASON the OPPORTUNITY *****:YO, YO, YO! ’DIS DA SEASON To Be Good GOLLY, MISS MOLLY! Thanks, M. Happy soul-stis to y'all. - 19:46:18 on 21 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:ALL AND SUNDRY. "Who steals my purse steals trash - - - - But he who filches from me my good name robs me of that which not enriches him and makes me poor indeed." Shakespeare's "Othello". The earlier posting addressed to the NO NAME POSTER was not written by me. Whoever you are, get a reputation of your own, and don't try to rest on my laurels (such as they are :). - 0:23:17 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

Grant: I thought we were buddies!:But what about me? - 2:11:05 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

Grant: I'm so upset!:That was to you you, MARLENE. (heartbreaker!) - 2:12:33 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

offering to you of gold - 8:47:00 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

allows one to float at peace within the song - 9:04:20 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

3 - 9:11:19 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene..don't you remember?:GRANT- I sent you a puppy! - 15:01:08 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:MARLENE-- Where did you send it? The poor thing is probably starving by now! - 15:21:33 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

puggles - come back - 19:24:45 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:Thanks for pup, Marlene! His tail is still a-waggin’. Happy holidays! - 19:37:12 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

--(-) - 21:14:38 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

But, in spite of these things, it was a gay and magnificent revel. The tastes of the duke were peculiar. He had a fine eye for colors and effects. He disregarded the decora of mere fashion. His plans were bold and fiery, and his conceptions glowed with barbaric lustre. - 21:18:46 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

In this innovative and vastly entertaining motion picture, which seamlessly blends animated characters with live action, cartoon character Roger Rabbit (voice by Charles Fleischer) is accused of murder and turns to a hardboiled detective (Bob Hoskins) for help. Kathleen Turner is the voice of the beautiful and sultry Jessica Rabbit who stands by her man Roger. - 21:21:26 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

Many had made up their minds (as to what roles they should assume) a week, or even a month, in advance; and, in fact, there was not a particle of indecision anywhere- except in the case of the knig and his ministers. Why they hesitated I never could tell, unless they did it by way of joke. More probably, they found it difficult, on account of being so fat, as to make up their mind. At all events, time flew; and as a last resource, they sent for - 21:28:54 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst... Out at you from their hiding place... Like acid and oil on a madman's face... His reason tends to fly away... Like lesser birds on the four winds... Like silver scrapes in May... Now the sands become a crust... And most of you have gone away... Come Susy dear, let's take a walk... Just out there upon the beach... I know you'll soon be married... And you want to know where the winds come from... Well it's never said at all... On the maP that Carrie reads... Behind the clock back there you know... At the four winds bar... Hey, hey, hey, hey... Four winds at the four winds bar... Two doors locked and windows barred... One door let to take you in... The other one just mirrors it... Hey, hey, hey, hey... In mesmeric glare and inference... The other one's a duplicate... The queenly flux, eternal light... Or the light that never warms (repeat 3)... The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst... Out at you from their hiding place... Miss Carrie nurse and Suzy dear... Would find themselves at the four winds bar... It's the nexus of the crisis... The origin of storms... Just the place to hopelessly... Encounter time and then came me... Hey, hey, hey, hey... Call me Desdenova, eternal light... These gravely digs of mine... Will surely prove a sight... And don't forget my --(-)dog, fixed and consequent... Astronomy...a star (repeat indefinitely)... - 21:39:31 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

knig lord o' flies --(-) in ab an the facts in the case of m. valdemar - 21:42:41 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

``` Down the subway stairs - 21:43:27 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

Our hydrodynamic models have shown that the circumstellar flow in Algol is relatively independent of the initial speed and direction of the tidal stream. Rather, the flow dynamics are determined primarily by the strength of radiative cooling, which depends on the density of the gas in the mass transfer stream. As cooling becomes more effective the tidal stream is deflected less by the circumstellar gas, the terminal point of the stream reaches closer to the surface of the star (eventually striking the surface), the extent of the circumstellar disk decreases, and the circumstellar flow becomes more clumpy due to thermal instability. - 21:48:21 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 21:49:03 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 21:49:34 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

senchus mor - 21:50:21 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

which a man's senses are bemused, so that he sees things entirely different from what they are in actuality - 21:57:07 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

glamour:. - 21:57:45 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

they clung to the wood-they overran it, and leaped in hundreds upon my person the measured movement of the pendulum disturbed them not at all avoiding its strokes the busied themselves with the anointed bandage - 22:01:44 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

madra - 22:06:51 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

bowl of milk and a piece of white bread - 22:18:10 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

``` Down the subway stairs - 22:19:07 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

the chief druid almost smiled my answer had pleased him 'what do we know of the lives lived by the Celts within the province?' 'the southern Gaulish tribes,' i recited, ' cannot do any business without the authority and partnership of a Roman citizen no coinage changes hands or debt is contracted without being WrI(TT)EN on the scrolls of the Romans' 'written,' Menua echoed in disgust 'a man's debts written down to survive his death and torment his descendants' - 22:45:04 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 22:46:06 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 22:47:31 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

NO NAME POSTER was not written by me. - 22:48:40 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

http://www.labyrinth.ie/ - 23:03:54 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

WHETHER OR NOT YOU CHOSE TO ENTER THE CAULDRON THIS TIME - 23:05:09 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

piseoga - 23:06:21 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

Li(tt)le Miss Muffet:I like (s)pam. - 23:12:26 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

``` Down the subway stairs - 23:13:43 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

glamour:. - 23:14:40 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

So grab your rose and ring side seat, We're back home at Conry's bar... The blond girl with her tattoo, Reds and wine, cokes of course... Oh my suzy, my suzy, Why did we ever start... It's morning now, you'd never know... The gin, the gin, glows in the dark, glows in the dark... And underneath, the black light, Underneath it all... Four and forty redheads meet, Come to doom 'til the dawn... With threats of gas and rose motif... Their lips apart like a swollen rose... Their tongues extend, and then retract... A redcap, a redcap, before the kiss, before the kiss... Doors like flint and window panes... An endless shadow bar... The owner's boys have gone to work... To stop big deals behind the bar... While outside on the turnpike... They got this new hit tune... Where thrills become as cheap as gas... And gas as cheap as thrills... One thrill and mundane here at last... Expect the cross one more... Lecherous invisible... Beware the limping --(-) cat... Whose black teeth grip between loose jaws... Still ripe and fully bloomed... A rose that's not from anywhere... That you would know or I would care... And the owners boys act most cheerfully... Back home at Conry's bar... When their patrons' thoughts at last... Grow too big for their skulls... And awful things are happening... We've let this drama fold... And now the time has come at last... To crush the motif of the rose... So grab your rose and ring side seat... We're back home at Conry's bar... The blond girl with her tattoo... Reds and wine, cokes of course... Oh my suzy, my suzy... Why did we ever start... It's morning now, you'd never know... The gin, the gin, glows in the dark, glows in the dark... - 23:53:06 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:SPAMMERS. This is an atheist site, dedicated to the purpose of enlightening the minds of those who are afflicted with superstitious beliefs and mythologies. You can spam for the rest of your life but, although it may make you feel better, the fact remains, as I have said before: There are no fairies, elves, ghosts, holy or otherwise, imps, devils, angels or gods, either singular or multiple. When you die, and you are buried, your body will serve as food for the worms, just as mine will. Atheist or believer - we serve the same function. So, while it may give you a perverted joy in spamming us, I take satisfaction in knowing that all your dreams and hopes for a set of angel wings and a harp are as fruitful as grabbing a handful of fog. So spam on - the worms will be waiting patiently for you. - 23:59:16 on 22 Dec 98 GMT

Stupid lyrics department: that stupid song by the Beachboys (Run Run Reindeer) has the line "Christmas comes same time each year"...now, how stupid is that???????? - 0:21:46 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

modhu:Hermitages were sometimes constructed, like this one, as thatched huts, sometime as stone temples after the Druidic style. And a pleasant hello to all. - 0:34:37 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 0:36:00 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

lus mor - 0:44:46 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

(S)PAMMERS:The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 0:47:55 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

piseoga:. - 0:48:55 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 0:49:28 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

and with the play of the harp - 0:50:54 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

Feeling easy on the outside... But not so funny on the inside... Feel the sound, pray for rain... For this is the night we ride... This ain't the garden of eden... There ain't no angels above... And things ain't like what they used to be... And this ain't the summer of love... Lock all your doors from the outside... The key will dangle by the inside... You may begin to understand... That this is the night we ride... This ain't the garden of eden... There ain't no angels above.... And things ain't like what they used to be... And this ain't the summer of love... On the night we ride...this ain't the summer of love... This ain't the garden of eden... There ain't no angels above... And things ain't like what they used to be... And this ain't the summer of love... This ain't the summer, this ain't, this ain't... This ain't the summer of love... - 1:00:30 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

cailleach - 1:04:56 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

--(-) - 1:06:15 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:--(-)EllA is it true that the winner dies with the most toys. To the controller why not add more message boards to your site like this one. No hassles right; it's free not only monetarily. Be nice, play fair ??? but trouble abounds. - 1:23:51 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

Steven:PAM Finally I understand one of your posts. I can pick up a book from the floor also. Here is the link again...oops cats are very what again. - 1:28:23 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

borrow:censorship magick - 1:29:15 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

Acute intestinal anisakiasis may be histopathologically determined without a trace of the larvae, making an epidemiological diagnosis difficult to establish. Diagnosis of probable intestinal anisakiasis is based on rapid advances in clinical experience, X-ray, ultrasonography, and immuno-serodiagnosis. - 1:34:00 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

Farmer Vincent:I like to remove their vocal chords and let their bodies flavor in the soil. - 1:36:21 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 1:38:18 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 1:39:12 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 1:39:43 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

Som tack för de unga offrens blod garanterade Redcap att de Soulis inte skulle skadas av vare sig stål eller rep. - 1:47:50 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:So (s)pam on - the worms will be waiting patiently for you. - 1:52:52 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

cord magick - 1:53:33 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

Robert T Lee:Three niches with stone benches surround the square groin-vaulted room. The two niches to either side are semi-circular, while the one facing the door is simply a shallow archway in the back wall. - 1:57:23 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

EXPLETIVE - 2:00:01 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

TABOO:. - 2:03:57 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:SPAMMERS Spam as you like,there ain't no 'god'-- Only worms, to feed on your bod. The 'soul' you want, can't be found, --only a hole, deep in the ground. Tough shit! - 2:21:30 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

jaywilson calling :sPam: mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy. RTL: gotten together w/Jefferson Davis lately to reminisce? - 6:21:15 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

Steven :ALL <<>> apparently the spammer/spammers are having fun with our names now, hehe. I like the queston Grant posed to you. When your at home jerking off on the toilet do you suddenly look at your watch and say "Gee I havnt spammed the atheist web site in 5 minutes, I had better hurry!!!" spank spank spank, sputteeerrr. Here is the link to the offspring of this site which is spam free. http://www.messagezone.com/message.asp?BoardName=102680 - 15:53:23 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

Silence. How was I going to deal with the silence? I held my hand before my face. It still shook. Silence. What would I find there? I blew a sigh. Turning back toward the door, I twisted the knob. As quietly as possible, I crossed the threshold into the Hermitage. - 18:41:06 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

Dennie Gooding~~~ What a bright day to everyone here, especially jaywilson them mares far off. I success to the link afterall. - 18:48:50 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

--(-) - 18:49:26 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

(s)pam The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 18:52:53 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 18:55:36 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 18:56:14 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

--(-)whale - 18:57:31 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

shit - 18:57:55 on 23 Dec 98 GMT

Canadian mounted baby, a police force that works... Red and black, that's their color scheme... get their man, in the end... It's all right, it's all right... Frontenac chateau baby... I'll cross the frontier at ten... Got a whip in my hand baby... And a girl or a husky at leather's end... It's all right, it's all right... My lovely bel punice, you'd kill and you'd maim... Hornswoop me bungo pony, dogsled on ice... Make a dash for freedom baby, don't skate on polar ice... It's to thick to be sliced by the light... Of long and white polar nights... It's all right, it's all right... My lovely bel punice, you'd kill and you'd maim... - 5:31:43 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

I'm on the --(-)lamb but I ain't no sheep - 5:32:41 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Necessitated by all those incredibly irresponsible parents (yes I mean YOU!) who think the Internet is just another babysitting tool to just turn their children loose onto so they don't have to bother themselves with taking care of them, and then bitch and rave when their kids "accidentally" (yeah right!) happen onto inappropriate sites. And of course for those Religious Righter fanatics/NUTCASES who go around looking for sites that don't meet their very narrow and judgemental criteria, and try to shut them down, using the (neglect of parental guidance, above) and their own self-righteous agendas as a pretty piss-poor excuse to try to interdict Free Speech on the Internet! - 5:37:20 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

yams - 5:37:50 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

YAMS - 5:39:29 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

yams - 5:40:06 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel---"My thoughts exactly(!)" - 5:41:05 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

his mode of equipping the party as ourang-outangs was very simple, but effective enough for his purposes - 5:46:50 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

M(y).r(s) where s is a fricative consonant - 5:49:26 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

(k) - 5:50:12 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

et hoc genus vatum medicorumque - 5:51:53 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Joseph Campbell***"The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are." - 5:56:45 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Rangifer - 6:00:51 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

The Capuchins do not just use their tail for coiling, they also use them for holding food or other objects. Their tail is practically a fifth hand to them because of its helpfulness. - 6:04:29 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

milk and white bread - 6:04:57 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Prince Prospero--- who dares insult us with this mockery,,, who dares insult us with this blasphemous mockery?,, seize him and unmask him- that we may know whom we have to hang at sunrise, from the battlements! A pleasant goodbye and any take the murmur? - 6:11:45 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

glamour:. - 6:14:17 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Cooper I ought to drag you out there and feed you to those things - 6:16:36 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

piracy - 6:17:30 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Napoleans Specialist Troops (Men-At-Arms, 199) - 6:19:57 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Carl. Perhaps with Vance tact, I wil and will time to post The Burning Times site. These druids are weird and to 'see' imagination. Pam you by far are o'the strange. - 6:25:24 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

glamour:. - 6:27:36 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Dall ram - 6:28:06 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye... Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives... By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine... Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky... By those who see with their eyes close... They know me by my black telescope... Your green tree mantle from which these things derive... A lens of quartz and refract spoke that crystal lens... Whose crystal rope once bound me to those Doctors and wives... When my vision was oh, so cloudy... And I saw things through two eyes... I am a sailor on the raging depths... And I know a thing or two... Back to the corner mates and over the side... Yes I know a thing or two... By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye... Sees through the charms of doctors and their wives... By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine... Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky... By those who see with their eyes closed... you'll know me by my black telescope... Before my great conversion when the ridge was closed... Before my visit to the workshop of telescopes... By silverfish imperetrix, whose incorrupted eye sees through the charms of doctors and their wives... By salamander, drake, and the power that was undine... Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky... By those who see with their eyes closed... you'll know me by my black telescope... - 6:34:38 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:This will be my last post. Goodbye from a misunderstood Druid. Don't cry over spilled milk. - 6:36:59 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 6:37:22 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

lucid dreaming - 6:39:32 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:PAM...how many times have we heard that goodbye? Bright Blessings to you if it is true...Merry Part. - 14:51:26 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Dr. Binet:All Spammers. I have just finished grading your postings on this site. Congratulations! You have just been up-graded from idiot to imbecile. - 20:53:30 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

Rob (5 houra ahead and only 40 minutes to go, you know ;):Well, the druids are in their strokey-beard meetings, the babes are in their mangers and I am here! Merry whatever to all those who count -you know who you are. Much lubs to y'all... - 23:27:53 on 24 Dec 98 GMT

*sigh* - 0:11:49 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

*kissesandpugs* - 1:08:56 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

((((:*)))) - 5:41:23 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

jaywilson--home for the holodaze--:ROB: same to ya! Hope to get back in touch w/you, Grant, and the gang sometime soon. - 14:47:17 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:ALL AND SUNDRY. With the new year approaching, I would like to offer you all my wishes. (I know you didn't ask for them, but I'm giving them anyway.) To my fellow atheists, the continued clarity of mind which enables them to cut through the fog of religious mysticism. To the theists who cling to superstition and mythologies, the gift of scientific thinking which will dissipate that fog. To the idiotic spammers, a successful lobotomy. - 19:23:09 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

very strange strange and significant. Panshaw is the only director; he controls Kotzash. He must have bought up depreciated stock, said Gersen. Certainly he never put up half a ton of duodecimates. Not so fast. Panshaw is a man of style. Why spend hard-earned money for worthless stock? Why indeed? I am burning with curiosity. Kotzash evidently maintains an office on Menthel; the prospectus lists both Sejeuz and Twanish addresses. Kotzash is, therefore, an interworld corporation and files a yearly report. - 19:27:50 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

milk and white bread - 19:29:49 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel---"you know who you are. Much lubs to y'all.." - 19:31:43 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:sPam(?)-- Being under the influence of holiday cheer, I promise to read your postings today. Knock yourself out. - 19:45:42 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

Tony:rEDRUM - 19:45:45 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 19:46:24 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 19:49:16 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 19:50:00 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

little milk poured onto the ground - 19:50:47 on 25 Dec 98 GMT

Yoda: (s)pammers The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 19There is no try!!! - 3:36:56 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 3:40:23 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Borrow:censorship magick - 3:41:09 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:Come here-s(k)ippy--- what a good boy i have some nice dog-biscuits for you no bad dog<<< for PISSING on my nice rose bushes come here rOB---good dog<<< for remaining nice & silent for a long time---you get a nice juicy steak dinner - 3:46:19 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 3:46:53 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Danielle Harris ((())) uncle boggart let me 'see' - 3:51:55 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

N.J.Berrill to Grant does that nice pot of eggnog contain rum??? Why there is room here of a different pica. out of the ground into the sky out of the sky into the dirt. I 'see' Carl miss o' the jar; nice to 'see' you all. - 3:58:40 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

milk and white bread - 3:59:35 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

The rules of thumb for coping with fog are simple. Be patient. Avoid VFR flights into areas where fog is forecast. If flying IFR, be prepared to divert to an alternate airport—or wait on the ground. - 4:03:15 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 4:03:47 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 4:04:20 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

little milk poured onto the ground - 4:05:04 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

(s)pammers The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 4:06:15 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

1. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness,-- That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. 2. O, for a draught of vintage! that hath been Cool'd a long age in the deep-delved earth, Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth! O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim: 3. Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs, Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs, Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. 4. Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 5. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. 6. Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain-- To thy high requiem become a sod. 7. Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. 8. Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toil me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is fam'd to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music:--Do I wake or sleep? - 4:08:30 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:I like that in a --(-)bird. - 4:09:28 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 4:10:12 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

lucid dreaming - 4:10:47 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

--(-)papaworm - 4:11:20 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

a line in the first verse refers to the medieval practice of public dunkings, by which a woman suspected of witchcraft would be tested because witches were said to be made of wood it was believed that they would float at the surface of the --(-)grasshopper h2o---a non witch would simply sink it was much like the ordeal of being put on trial by the modern media a serious no-win situation - 4:18:06 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 4:19:02 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:Open: Of my posting of The Burning Times in caprice, the adherents of such gloss themselves over of such on-lays. How the mind works o'savage. Does any have info of Malthus in population lyceum. - 4:25:08 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Kyle:TO CARL. HI, I am new to this site but speaking of on-lay they often use glamour (spells) when encountering humans; In Ireland these spells are called hmm. It begins with a P, Grant might know. Lucid but grim. - 4:32:44 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

glamour - 4:33:45 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

probably based on the use of countermagick by one's own subconscious mind, for whatever devious or even neurotic reasons it may have. My guess is that it also ties in with the Anti-Psi talents. this --(-)monkey psi* - 4:44:57 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

s)pammers The Druids emerged from the ancient Celtic tribes, at a time when the people had to live close to nature to survive. By the light of the storyteller's fire, and with the play of the harp, the Druids dreamed magic for their people. In the deep woods they would gather, bringing together their mysticism and philosophy, their insight and learning. Their spirit emerged from the the tides of the sea, the light of the sun, the wind in the Oak, the cry of the deer. In this way, they created an institution that inspired, frightened, and uplifted their world. The moon still dances for us now as she did then, and so the wonder of Nature remains as awesome as in those lost days. The Druids may be gone, but their magic is not. It may yet emerge from the earth again, if we remember her and love her again. - 4:46:12 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel:"My thoughts exactly(!)" - 4:50:20 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Kyle: I think the livid spots that appear on the faces of the dying suits. Goodbye to all and The Texas Chainsaw Massacre kicks ass like Adam does. - 4:55:59 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

by which a man's senses are bemused, so that he sees things entirely different from what they are in actuality - 4:58:30 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 4:59:07 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

''' Down the subway stairs - 4:59:52 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

( the facts in the case of m. valdemar - 5:04:46 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

lucid dreaming - 5:05:53 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

"I now 'see' distinctly." he said, "what manner of people these maskers are. They are a great king and his seven privy-councillors, - a king who does not scruple to strike a defenceless girl and his seven councillors who abet him in the outrage. As for myself, I am simply Hop-Frog - 5:10:25 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

since this is a carrier herb, I would be focusing upon it's success characteristics, and charge it with that intent. - 5:16:38 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

a pinch - 5:17:04 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

the spiral and the simple inward turning labyrinth - 5:20:36 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

ley lines - 5:21:04 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

''' Down the subway stairs - 5:21:48 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

borrow: censorship magick - 5:25:30 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:ALL. Some believers, lacking the intelligence to present their ideas clearly and logically are reduced to spamming an atheist web site. Such idiotic procedure only accentuates the low level of their mental abilities. - 5:40:27 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:Is it true that the winner dies with the most toys. To the controller why not add more messages boards to your site like this one. No hassles right;its free not only monetarily. Be nice,,, play fair??? but trouble abounds - 5:52:52 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

by which a man's senses are bemused, so that he sees things entirely different from what they are in actuality - 5:53:26 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:ALL. Some believers, lacking the intelligence to present their ideas clearly and logically are reduced to spamming an atheist web site. Such red idiotic procedure only accentuates the low level of their mental abilities. - 5:55:23 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

by which a man's senses are bemused, so that he sees things entirely different from what they are in actuality - 5:56:33 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful, a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magickal... And all the --(-)birds in the trees, well they'd be singing so happily, joyfully, playfully watching me... But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible, logical, responsible, practical... And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable, clinical, intellectual, cynical... There are times when all the world's asleep, the questions run too deep... for such a simple man... Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned, I know it sounds absurd... but please tell me who I am. Now watch what you say or they'll be calling you a radical, liberal, fanatical, criminal... Won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you're acceptable, respecable, presentable, a vegtable!!! At night, when all the world's asleep, the questions run so deep... for such a simple man... Won't you please, please tell me what we've learned... I know it sounds absurd... but please tell me who I am... - 6:02:42 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Won't you sign up your name,,,adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,,, breaca sith - 6:05:55 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them --(-)EllA - 6:06:46 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

( the facts in the case of m. valdemar - 6:08:35 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

There are estimated to be over 5,000,000 White Tail Deer in the state of Texas. Llano County is called "The Deer Capitol of Texas" because of the large number of deer in the county. One day while on a trip through Llano County, a group of people counted over 125 deer spotted from the road as they drove through. During deer hunting season the deer hunters come to Llano County and the city of Llano by the hundreds, each hoping to bag the largest trophy buck. Hunting leases are available on various ranches in both Llano and Burnet Counties. If you want a deer lease, be sure to reserve your lease well in advance of hunting season to be assured of a good lease. - 6:11:37 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

--(-) - 6:12:08 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

harps - 6:18:11 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:This fact alone has raised the issue of the Redcap's questionable sentience yet again among those in the scientific community. I must be getting old I'm starting to use a Carl limerick but that's more lines. - 6:25:44 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

by which a man's senses are bemused, so that he sees things entirely different from what they are in actuality - 6:26:21 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

yams - 6:27:28 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Dancing repetitive movements can also cause a trance to descend upon you. - 6:34:04 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Where we're going, we won't need eyes to 'see'. - 6:36:24 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Hop -Frog:right PapaSam!!! - 6:37:53 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

lus mor - 6:47:51 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

( the facts in the case of m. valdemar - 6:50:05 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Dancing repetitive movements can also cause a trance to descend upon you. - 6:53:13 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Elecampagne - 6:57:43 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

There was no light shining through the window...As Margaret lie in bed... She was wearing cotton pajamas...A RTL crucifix above her head...She awoke from a dream... Her eyes were open...Her lips were moving...In the dark...Speak to me in many voices... Make them all sound like one...Let me see your sacred mysteries... Reveal to me the unknown tongue...rEVEAL to me the unknown tongue... She put her hands upon her breasts...And they were small and hard and young... And everywhere she touched she felt a fire... Waiting for the answer that must surely come...Is this the way to love? Or is this just the way to die???Speak to me in many voices... Make them all sound like one...Let me see your sacred mysteries... Reveal to me the unknown tongue...rEVEAL to me the unknown tongue... Then she took her father's razor...And watched it cut into her palm... She put her hand up to her mouth... To taste the blood so holy and warm... She got up in the morning...Put on her dress, and patent leather shoes... Ate her cereal and kissed her mother...Caught the bus and went to school... Speak to me in many voices...Make them all sound like one... Let me see your sacred mysteries...Reveal to me the unknown tongue... rEVEAL to me the unknown tongue... - 7:04:40 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Elecampagne - 7:05:51 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Won't you sign up your name,,,adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,,, breaca sith - 7:06:37 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Elecampagne - 7:07:12 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

borrow: censorship magick - 7:07:51 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Won't you sign up your name,,,adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,,, breaca sith - 7:08:38 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

--(-)FREE WILL(y) - 7:13:41 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

s(k)ipping what's Tigers do best - 7:14:37 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Hm? You think you're cool, right? Hm? Hm? When you kicked out people [out of] your house I tell you this, one of three Americans die of cancer, you know??? - 7:22:55 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

FRED...:Testing. Testing. - 12:21:49 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

--(-) sPam: You are your own God; in whom, you are not pleased… You have no choice, but to follow natures' seize… Serves to nature, is what it must be… With eyes closed, I'm sure you will see! - 15:39:47 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:ALL. The posting relating to Redcap's sentience was not mine. Some idiot looking for attention for his or her views finds it necessary to use a familiar name as a magnet. Considering the contents of most of such postings it's just as well for the individual to hide behind the cloak of anonymity. - 21:46:48 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

jaywilson--and this next tune goes out to all you poor bastards without names--:PAPASAM: Remember that tune, "You're nobody till somebody loves you"? Evidently we've more than our share of nobodies--if anonymous posting is any clue--and now I think I know why. - 22:55:06 on 26 Dec 98 GMT

Yoda:This one a long time have I watched. Never his mind on where he was. Hmm? What he was doing. Hmph. Adventure. Heh! Excitement. Heh! A Jedi craves not these things. (turning to --(-)EllA) You are reckless! - 5:53:38 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

i saw your face in the other room i know your plan,and why you used Kotzash all to no avail Lens Larque clenched his muscles and tried to seize Gersen's feet, but performed only a feeble cramped movement he stared up at Gersen what have you done to me i have poisoned you with cluthe the back of your neck is now burning your arms and legs are already paralyzed in ten minutes you will be dead as you die, think of the harm you inflicted upon innocent people Lens Larque gasped the box yonder-give it to me no i take pleasure in thwarting your plans remember Mount Pleasant there you killed a couple take the box, whispered Lens Larque pull the guard back;press the button no, said Gersen.never. Lens Larque began to thrash across the floor as his viscera knotted and cramped Gersen went to the reception room and waited the minutes passed the sounds continued as Lens Larque's muscles coiled, knotted, and pulled in different directions his breath came in stertorous gasps after nine minutes he lay twisted in a grotesque contortion at ten minutes he ceased to breathe, and a minute later he was dead - 6:10:51 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Down the subway stairs:... - 6:11:43 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

shit fuck bum bugger - 6:14:22 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate with an axe - 6:17:36 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:Papasam...why don't you visit the new site? We have some new people and we the discussions have been pretty good...as long as these twits keep getting a reaction, they will just keep doing their thing...it's the attention they seek, nothing more, nothing less... - 6:18:38 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Figlio di puttana, sai che tu sei un pezzo di merda? (1) Hm? You think you're cool, right? Hm? Hm? When you kicked out people [out of] your house I tell you this, one of three Americans die of cancer, you know? Asshole. You're gonna be one of those. I [didn't too / don't have the] courage to kick your ass directly. Don't have enough courage for that, I could, you know. You know you're gonna have another accident? You know I'm involved with black magic(k)? Fuck you. Die. Bastard. You think you're so cool, hm? Asshole. And if I ever see your fucking face around, In Europe or Italy, Well I'll --- That time I'm gonna kick your ass. Fuck you. Fucking Americans, Yankee. You're gonna die outta cancer, I promise. [Bang bang / Deep pain] No one does what you did to me. You wanna know something? Fuck you. I want your balls smashed, eat shit. Bastard. Pezzo di merda, figlio di puttana. (2) I hope somebody in your family dies soon. Crepa, pezzo di merda, e vai a sucare cazzi su un aereo! (3) ========================= (1) Son of a bitch, do you know you are a piece of shit? (2) Piece of shit, son of a bitch. (3) Die, piece of shit, and go sucking dicks on a plane! - 6:19:39 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

S(k)ippy S(k)ip:goodbye --(-)EllA - 6:21:40 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Spock:Does anyone have any information discrediting Islamic beliefs? I need some information to counter the arguments of some Islamic fundamentalists. Send any info to IHATEVERMA@AOL.COM Thanks - 13:32:31 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

--(-): You are your own God; You are your own God; You are your own God... in whom, you are not pleased! - 14:28:55 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

--(-): Sit Boo-boo, sit! - 14:44:40 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

--(-)FREE WILL(y) - - 15:21:39 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

--(-): NOT!!!! - 15:34:42 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Dennis Byrd :Impia tortorum longas hic turba furores Sanguinis innocui non satiata, aluit. Sospite nunc patria, fracto nunc funeris antro, Mors ubi dira fuit vita salusque patent. - 23:04:32 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

''' Down the subway stairs - 23:05:56 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Elecampagne - 23:06:41 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

NOT!!!! red but not red - 23:09:21 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Horace Pinker:NOT!!! of the handicap,i say!!! - 23:13:52 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 23:14:57 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

pishogue:... - 23:17:49 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

THX-1138 - 23:22:53 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip~~~ALL a question of what a Cultosaurus Erectus represents a familiar??? - 23:27:05 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

FRED:...:Testing. Testing. - 23:29:47 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

RUMPOTS:... - 23:30:41 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

RUMPOTS:... - 23:31:24 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Diancecht - 23:36:10 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

silver-working - 23:36:39 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

simple=simplicity - 23:39:52 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:to Dennis Byrd a tragic disadvantage but really NOT!!!! - 23:50:04 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Nevermind - 23:51:03 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Steven:Marlene I will post my link again sometime. Here it is again --(-)FREE WILL(y)!!! - 23:53:08 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip:~~~ALL a question of what a Cultosaurus Erectus represents a familiar??? - 23:55:19 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Dall Ram - 23:56:59 on 27 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:Steven... Of my o' familiar I miss your post or not really. Post it again please for o'these noname posters are into the lacrimosa I'd say. - 0:04:23 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Dall Ram - 0:05:02 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Ex-atheist:Carl... So I once was too!!! - 0:06:36 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:Get out of here this is my site. Resort and (s)pam away!!! The regular can take it because of the petty advantage of it being my site. Ron where are you besides. - 0:09:51 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Dall Ram - 0:10:31 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip:PapaSam you get a cookie and I like that --(-) praying mantis stance. Marlene... You know Farmer Vincent likes to clone people for meat too. And this leaves us to --(-) EllA how is your appearance here??? Lucid ,red. Sounds tranquil. There is room here by adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes. All to easy --(-)EllA - 0:20:09 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

--(-)EllA You are your own God; You are your own God; You are your own God... in whom, you are not pleased but red; I whispered obviously - 0:26:43 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

SHOOTING SHARK - 0:27:18 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

RUMPOTS:... - 0:27:57 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:SkippySkip. You can insert your cookies forcefully into your anal orifice. In more vulgar terms, you can shove them up your ass. As for the rest of you idiots. your concerted efforts to spam us off our own site are fruitless. Go back to RTL's site and try to pray us out of existence. Thump your bibles and hit your rosary beads all you like. Your mythology will still be an unfulfilled superstitious wish. Despite Disney's pleasant little song, wishing WON"T make it so. - 1:33:18 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:To the semi-literate who insists on using my name. If you wish to impersonate me I would appreciate your taking some English courses. You might not be able to pass them, but you could at least try. - 1:39:12 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Frank Bannister :to you know who you are... yesss i like it done without the embarrassment!!! - 1:43:39 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 14:07:39 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

James:This Lith character does not sound good. - 14:09:10 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

--(-): you are your own... NOT! - 14:10:19 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate```"Michael(!)" - 14:10:29 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Anglers around the Great Lakes know lamprey as those nasty looking suckers that glom on to prized game fish and then feed off their tasty innards. - 14:14:21 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them --(-)EllA - 14:15:45 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

FRED::...:Testing. Testing - 14:16:49 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

RUMPOTS - 14:17:56 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

silver-working - 14:18:30 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

--(-): FREE WILL (y-not) - 14:19:20 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel---"My thoughts exactly(!)" - 14:20:03 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Ron:Maybe you would like me to shut down this web site but that seems lucid? - 14:22:04 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

nature offends them --(-) ELLA - 14:22:16 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Anglers around the Great Lakes know lamprey as those nasty looking suckers that glom on to prized game fish and then feed off their tasty innards. - 14:22:58 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 14:23:36 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:Steven... Of my o' familiar I miss your post or not really. Post it again please for o'these noname posters are into the lacrimosa I'd say. - 14:24:33 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Hermitage castle - 14:26:46 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Anglers around the Great Lakes know lamprey as those nasty looking suckers that glom on to prized game fish and then feed off their tasty innards. - 14:27:32 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

AgNO3 - 14:29:57 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

this --(-)monkey psi* - 14:40:40 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

RUMPOTS - 14:41:15 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 14:43:08 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 14:43:34 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

pour milk onto the ground - 14:44:10 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

The movie was boring and the only character that was not totally over the top and gave a somewhat decent performance was Uma Thurman’s Poison Ivy. - 14:47:18 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate:'''"Michael(!)" - 14:48:40 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate:'''"Michael(!)" - 14:50:15 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Frank Bannister :to you know who you are... yesss i like it done without the embarrassment!!! - 14:51:47 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

''' Down the subway stairs - 14:52:41 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Poison Ivy:I'm a lover not a fighter!!! - 14:54:36 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

s(k)ipping is what Tigers do best - 14:56:07 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

The movie was boring and the only character that was not totally over the top and gave a somewhat decent performance was Uma Thurman’s Poison Ivy. - 14:56:50 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Frank Bannister :to you know who you are... yesss i like it done without the embarrassment!!! - 14:58:06 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Rob I can sure use a metaphor:a metacarpus and this leaves us to Pam and your struggles in which you call them . You have to give credit where credit is due. Sounds lucid. - 15:03:58 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

"a riveting drama played against the unshakable progress of history...Surely the spirits of the ancient druids cast their spell on Morgan Llywelyn, for in DRUIDS the Irish writer singularly captures the mystical world of pre-Roman Gaul...Loose yourself in the mists of time." - 15:11:39 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Russ T.Pipes:I like to read rUST of Powers also. Oh , my --(-)seal club - 15:13:33 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

''' Down the subway stairs - 15:14:28 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Poison Ivy:I'm a lover not a fighter!!! - 15:17:20 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

You know you're gonna have another accident??? - 15:50:20 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

Your daddy:SkippySkip. Does your mommy know you're playing with the computer instead of doing your homework? And if she finds out you're giving your cookies away after all the time she spent making them and sweating over a hot oven for her little precious, how do you think she'd feel? You ought to feel ashamed of yourself! - 20:44:58 on 28 Dec 98 GMT

bob:I believe that the earth and everything on it is simply the result of a chemical reaction. I also believe that Darwin pretty much tells me where I came from. I don't believe that there are gods or a god. Religion does not hold value to me. I am civilized and know right from wrong, at least in regard to interacting with my environment. I do,however, believe that there is an energy pool from which I can receive energy and I believe I can direct that energy through the use of magick ritual. Am I a true atheist? - 11:02:23 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

bob:Or a non-religious witch? - 11:04:31 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

bob:hmmmmm - 11:11:36 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Joette (wondering whatever had to Richard from Oz):The only pool an atheist is supposed to worry about is that dreaded lake o'fire! LOL!! - 13:40:11 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Richard from Foghorn Leghorn:"I'm a --(-)chicken hawk and I'm out to get my first --(-)chicken." - 20:42:56 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Peter--- "Why did the --(-)chicken cross the road, because he reads every post!!!" - 20:44:58 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 20:45:33 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip:Peter... suit yourself - 20:46:24 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 20:49:09 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

bob::hmmmmm - 20:54:33 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 20:55:04 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 20:55:34 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

pour milk onto the ground - 20:56:15 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Your daddy:SkippySkip. Does your mommy know you're playing with the computer instead of doing your homework? And if she finds out you're giving your cookies away after all the time she spent making them and sweating over a hot oven for her little precious, how do you think she'd feel? You ought to feel ashamed of yourself! - 20:58:18 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 20:59:05 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Adam...gee, it's nice to see you managing this page so well! LOL! - 21:02:10 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

dana:mommy interests me of Authentic Thaumatugy. - 21:07:38 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Adam...gee, it's nice to see you managing this page so well! LOL! - 21:09:24 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 21:10:19 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:join us again --(-)EllA - 21:13:00 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Lith~~~You know I'm involved with black magic(k)??? - 21:16:48 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:This Lith grows tired toy. Buhlzwerge - 21:21:09 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

''' Down the subway stairs - 21:24:32 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 21:25:02 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Junkies down in Brooklyn are going crazy... They're laughing just like hungry --(-)dogs in the street... Policemen are hiding behind the skirts of little girls... Their 'eyes' have turned the color of frozen meat... No, no no no, no no no no no no no no, Joan Crawford has risen from the grave... Joan Crawford has risen from the grave... Catholic schoolgirls have thrown away their mascara... They chain themselves to the axles of big Mack trucks... The sky is filled with hurt and shivering angels... The fat lady lives!!! Children, start your trucks!!! No, no no no, no no no no no no no no, Joan Crawford has risen from the grave... Joan Crawford has risen from the grave... (Christina... Mother's home!!! No, no... Christina... No, no - no, no... Come to Mother... No, no - no, no, no no no no no no Christina...) Joan Crawford has risen from the grave... Joan Crawford has risen from the grave... Joan Crawford has risen from the grave... Joan Crawford has risen from the grave... Joan Crawford has risen from the grave... Joan Crawford has risen from the grave... Joan Crawford has risen from the grave... Joan Crawford has risen... - 21:40:51 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

David---Get out of here Joette--- you bitch and take that music loving Druid Pam with you. - 21:42:45 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

''' Down the subway stairs - 21:43:26 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 21:44:04 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

gollum - 21:45:39 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Simon:Kashshaptu - 21:49:45 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Adam...gee, it's nice to see you managing this page so well! LOL! - 21:51:01 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Adam@@@:SIFTING - 21:53:00 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

''' Down the subway stairs - 21:53:42 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 21:54:36 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip:Peter... suit yourself - 21:56:28 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Toc toc Il a ferme sa porte... Les lys du jardin son fletris... Quel est donc ce mort qu'on emporte... Tu viens de toquer a sa porte...Et trotte...Trotte... Trotte la petite --(-)souris - 23:13:10 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:come play with the --(-)souris - 23:14:32 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Joette-->Pam Do you like --(-)horse races and movies??? - 23:16:11 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 23:16:42 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Ricky:I like the Romans but my keyboard wets and weeps. - 23:18:15 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip to Ricky Would you die for him? Don't you fucking lie!!! - 23:20:20 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:Did anyone 'see' Night of the Lepus? - 23:21:27 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

RUMPOTS - 23:22:05 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:to Joette. Will you settle Skippy Skip down? - 23:23:23 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

yams - 23:27:43 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:come play with the --(-)souris - 23:35:56 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Joette where the keeper of the site go:--> I have not heard from Ron in a while. rOb you are acting crazy today. What are you getting at Steven. - 23:38:43 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Steven:Damm I lost the link but I'm having so much fun anyhow. bahabahahow - 23:41:00 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip--- PapaSam how is your REM sleep today??? - 23:42:56 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

yams - 23:43:30 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

a while - 23:44:29 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

ab - 23:44:53 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

an atheist - 23:45:25 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skipped out of the pysch ward with his keister flapping to the wind...code white everybody...let's kick the crap out of him! - 23:45:38 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

REM has always been a fave - 23:46:27 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

joette's a bitch? nah....she's the sweetest bit of fluff in the world - 23:47:29 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them ---(-)EllA - 23:48:20 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

ultra-violence..yeah, that's it...I'm singing in the rain..wham!...just singing in the rain...crunch! - 23:48:51 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

ah Ella...how I've missed you... - 23:49:35 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

lus mor - 23:51:34 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

got a flash freeze happening here..get to the basement..we'll all be jack frost before we know it - 23:51:43 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

los is dos - 23:52:17 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

''' Down the subway stairs - 23:52:20 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

fall down the subway stairs...too much from the rumpots..redrum, redrum - 23:53:10 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:join us --(-)EllA - 23:53:31 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

Frank Bannister ```Nevermind - 23:56:12 on 29 Dec 98 GMT

History Lesson In Africa, music is not an art form as much as it is a means of communication A negro has got no name Quite often the words of a song are meaningless A negro has got no name We are wearing the name of out master The slave had no seperate identity A negro has got no name Civilization started way... He was never asked who he was It was not a time to be against one another A negro has got no name Another instrument used to control the minds of the slaves was religion Is a slave gonna be free in heaven? In Africa, music is not an art form as much as it is a means of communication - 0:01:20 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Lith:You know I'm involved with black magic(k)??? Lucid - 0:04:26 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

modhu...no you just a freak Lith!!! - 0:05:29 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 0:06:03 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dall ram - 0:06:53 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

lucid dreaming - 0:07:24 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

REM has always been a fave - 0:07:58 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

pour milk onto the ground - 0:08:31 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 0:08:53 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 0:09:16 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

''' Down the subway stairs - 0:10:35 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Cugel:"My thoughts exactly(!)" - 0:14:55 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

yams - 0:15:24 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dall ram - 0:17:31 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Lith:You know I'm involved with black magic(k)??? Lucid - 0:19:55 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

fall down the subway stairs...too much from the rumpots..redrum, redrum - 0:20:32 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

pour milk onto the ground - 0:21:22 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 0:21:59 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 0:22:39 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate:''' "Michael(!)" - 0:24:18 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Keri Tate:''' "Michael(!)" - 0:26:30 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

ah --(-)Ella...how I've missed you... - 0:28:03 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Anselm hi a pleasant day, I'm off for the semester and Ioun stones. - 0:30:31 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

YESSS IOUN stones and I don't even own this site. - 0:32:15 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dall ram - 0:32:57 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Russ T Pipes:Who entereth within, a conqueror hath bin; who slayeth the dragon, the shield he shall win - 0:36:14 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 0:36:43 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Grant---Russ. Grim - 0:37:31 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:That was not me but I like that in a --(-)bird nonetheless. - 0:38:32 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Daniel Rigney ~~~Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes... - 0:46:04 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 0:46:51 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Daniel Rigney :(if you wish) - 0:47:31 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham---depending on the intent of the practitioner. - 0:55:49 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

yams - 1:55:52 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:-->Pam thank you - 1:56:36 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dr. Binet Joette a thank you, a magickal significance; it offends them - 1:58:12 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:Joette... Post that site,the one with Twain and his --(-)cat. hmmm. - 2:00:45 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Adam MOVE TO STRIKE ¡¡¡¡¡:RELOCATION, RELOCATION, RELOCATION --> Howdy, gangsters. After a brief respite and relocation, I'm back on the jammie from my new digs on Madison Avenue, within a stone's launch of the Empire State Building. Unfortunately, it's still lit up red & green for the birth of that wussbag Jesus. I'll take nominations from the denizens for a color scheme for atheism. I suggest black & white: (1) black for the absence of the burden of superstition and mythological beliefs; (2) white for purity of reason and the bright light of wisdom; (3) and because the nonexistence of god, for those devoted to logic and reason, is as plain as black and white. I think I make a good case, but I'd love to hear other offerings. Can we all agree, however, that the Catholic colors of yellow and white blow? - 2:01:37 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Joette--> Actua(ll)y I like the Diana one a touch(ea) better rOB. - 2:02:37 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

''' Down the subway stairs - 2:03:10 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Yoda:You are reckless!!! - 2:04:16 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Daniel Rigney :(if you wish) - 2:04:56 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dall ram - 2:05:38 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:Adam...depending on the intent of the practitioner. I will be back sometime in June or July; I have to brush up on my Spinoza. rOb it was nice talking with you. Adam we the discussions speak a clear. - 2:11:23 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:Adam... Post that site,the one with Twain and his --(-)cat. hmmm. - 2:13:40 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

pour milk onto the ground - 2:14:13 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 2:14:45 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 2:15:27 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

jaywilson:Adam WORD UP@@@ yea we know you can kick a god's ass in but really your operation. Petty??? and you call that art??? THOUGH I do like WHO FRAMED ROGER RABBIT. I train a --(-)lemming. And I still like James Bond movies no matter what these imposters say. - 2:19:56 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

jaywilson--- Also how come I appear only infrequently. Lucid I guess. - 2:22:03 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

yams - 2:28:51 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Len:~~~ Me too!!! I should wake up first before I type!!! - 2:29:59 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Afraid to grade... Wouldn't it be fun??? Cross, self-loss... Wouldn't it be fun??? Wet your bed... Wouldn't it be fun??? Some fear none... Wouldn't it be fun??? Your eyes... Treat yourself??? (x3) Treat yourself??? Don't have nothing for you... (x6) Don't have nothing but (for?) you... Smell the smell... Wouldn't it be fun??? Search for a church... Wouldn't it be fun??? Wet your bed... Wouldn't it be fun??? Cold is gold... Wouldn't it be fun??? Your eyes... Treat yourself??? (x3) Treat yourself??? (x3)... Don't have nothing for you(x9)... Don't have nothing for you (x9)... - 2:36:57 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Len~~~Adam that song. Sifting man. It has a Dr. Seuss ring to it. Don't cha think. - 2:39:09 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Adam MOVE TO STRIKE ¡¡¡¡¡::Len. As a lawyer you know the verdict. Well Nirvana. I'm round. - 2:41:04 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

yams - 2:42:32 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Steven:I'll post that solitary Druidism guide also. Here is the link I think. Lucid - 2:46:26 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Joette--> Steven... But I posted that link AWHILE ago. - 2:47:49 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 2:48:37 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 2:49:31 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:to Joette...depending on the intent of the practitioner. - 2:50:39 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip---Death goes!!! - 2:55:23 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:TO SKIPPY. Talking about death again. All on your mind. Tranparent along with RTL posting that web site of his. hmmm. - 2:58:26 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 2:59:04 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Pam:Grant... This dreamer is almost awake your whisper will go through when he regains conscience. - 3:02:33 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Grant... to PAM or maybe I should wait an hour to respond??? Too lucid perhaps. Beyond talking with the trees, now babbling with the brooks-PAM What gives? Maybe you could restruct yourself to a couple of manageable posts per day. - 3:07:55 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rOB:These damm imposters,,,right PapaSam??? - 3:09:23 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rOB!!! lucid - 3:10:33 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Ex-atheist:I enjoy talking too myself also. - 3:11:33 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

bob to Adam@@@ hmmm. - 3:13:00 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 3:13:25 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:rOB... How do you know Bill? He pops up once in AWHILE. - 3:15:02 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Bill---How did I get back into the mix??? The sand mix I should say. Just playing in the sandbox. test - 3:16:43 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

The lamprey has a round, elongate, flexible cartilaginous body, and skin with no scales. Lamprey are very smooth and slimy to the touch. Its mouth is down-turned and adapted for clinging and sucking. Pacific lamprey are a dark bluish gray or dark brown in color and can reach 30 inches in length and weigh over a pound. - 3:19:49 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:Grant... Does he know when he/she begins? - 3:23:35 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dr. Binet---Did someone say he/she??? - 3:24:41 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 3:25:08 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:ALL... These Druids. Weird, especially the (s)Pam. I'm still reading lord o'--(-)flies. Reason o' my Waterloo - 3:28:11 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Joette--> This sad of Pam's (s)pamming. Good to hear from you again Bill. - 3:32:09 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 3:33:22 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Lith:You know you're gonna have another accident? - 3:37:25 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

are you having fun the others have left and you are still here... hmmm. - 3:40:23 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them --(-)EllA - 3:41:10 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,depending on the intent of the practitioner - 3:42:56 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

(s)kipping what's Tigers do best - 3:49:22 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Jerry:It's been AWHILE for me to post; I just click off this site and wait for --(-)EllA to rESPOND. - 3:51:20 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

are you having fun the others have left and you are still here... hmmm. - 3:52:08 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them --(-)EllA - 3:52:40 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

''' Down the subway stairs - 3:53:24 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

David--- You know being the correct atheist this (s)pammer has wasted his whole day here. Get a life and Adam football scores are not allowed here. hmmm. this is an atheist board. - 3:56:13 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,depending on the intent of the practitioner - 3:57:55 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,depending on the intent of the practitioner - 4:00:04 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

(s)kipping what's Tigers do best - 4:01:12 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

or s(k)ipping what's Tigers do best - 4:02:09 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

bob to Adam@@@ hmmm - 4:04:04 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 4:05:01 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,depending on the intent of the practitioner - 4:06:06 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

- 4:06:49 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them --(-)EllA - 4:08:35 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 4:09:12 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

trefoli - 4:09:43 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 4:09:55 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them --(-)EllA considering your the controller do it again - 4:11:19 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 4:12:16 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Jerry:It's been AWHILE for me to post; I just click off this site and wait for --(-)EllA to rESPOND. hmm I did not even have to click off - 4:13:29 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip---Jerry... Death goes - 4:14:34 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

pinch of ginger - 4:15:11 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Lith:You know you're gonna have another accident? - 4:16:24 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rOB~~~ TO JOETTE. I know your into movies. Did you see Monkey Shines? A long diatribe perhaps. - 4:19:42 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

yams - 4:20:07 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:rOB. no i never saw that one. What's the plot? - 4:22:02 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

tumuli - 4:22:56 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,depending on the intent of the practitioner - 4:26:01 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

and more bright blessings to you Pam - 4:27:08 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 4:28:56 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Rob --still looking for another metaphor:call it Narnian curiosity - 4:30:21 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Carl--- o' th good Rob back. To the pose a question of these weird postings. Rob did you read Juuliette or Justine by M.DeSade??? - 4:34:18 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Mrs, Schwan:TO CARL... no i did. also L'ENCHANTEUR POURRISSANT - 4:36:03 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Carl... Of my spelling and my Vance tact, I don't 'see' a godthing. - 4:37:31 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 4:38:22 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dall ram - 4:39:19 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:--> Carl ..Perhaps this mad (s)pammer reads 'Pshcopathia Sexualis'. You Americans are such a bunch of the crazy. - 4:42:12 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,depending on the intent of the practitioner - 4:43:28 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Russ T Pipes:Peter... and --(-)seal clubbing - 4:47:55 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

PETER-- Quake you are and continue to be an asshole. - 4:49:01 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 4:49:36 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:Peter that was not Quake. - 4:50:28 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dall ram - 4:51:10 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Farmer Vincent: I like to remove their vocal chords and let their bodies flavor in the soil. - 4:54:09 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,depending on the intent of the practitioner - 4:55:17 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Jerry:It's been AWHILE for me to post; I just click off this site and wait for --(-)EllA to rESPOND. hmm - 4:56:27 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Poison Ivy~~~What is this Jerry talking about? Anyway I'm a lover not a fighter. - 4:58:14 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

banaisgedaig - 5:00:20 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Len:~~~caled it's tough keeping up here. I miss you guys. - 5:02:40 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 5:03:29 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Poison Ivy~~~What is this Jerry talking about? Anyway I'm a lover not a fighter. - 5:04:24 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dall ram - 5:05:03 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip:Poison Ivy---Death goes - 5:06:00 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,depending on the intent of the practitioner - 5:07:41 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

``` Down the subway stairs - 5:08:33 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Snake Plissskin:@@@Peter I'm an asshole not Quake. The name's Plisskin. Call me --(-)Snake - 5:10:16 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

David--- My watch still says that this asshole is still spamming here. Could baseball scores a reprieve? Joette your still a bitch; I gave you that Campbell site. Go into the sun. - 5:13:37 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

yams - 5:14:49 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Len:~~~caled it's tough keeping up here. I miss you guys. - 5:15:37 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,depending on the intent of the practitioner - 5:16:33 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Steven:I did not read your posts (s)pammer. I am too busy keeping up on my site. Here it is again. Give it a try. - 5:18:31 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dall ram - 5:19:39 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Keith......Ditto Steven as Carl says I'm of the spirit thing. - 5:20:57 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

``` Down the subway stairs - 5:21:38 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene----this druid is like a bad weed. You like that one Rob of the Roses:Steven... Yeah but Peter reads them all; I have to go along with bob's hmmm's even though I do not believe in any superstitions. - 5:24:47 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 5:28:23 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,depending on the intent of the practitioner - 5:29:34 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Lith:When you kicked out people [out of] your house I tell you this, one of three Americans die of cancer??? - 5:34:11 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:When school resumes, someone will have to make something up for the "how I spent my Xmas vacation" assignment. - 6:39:58 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dr. Giggles:Grant... I hope your wearing protection!!! - 17:39:25 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

payment - 17:40:07 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

trefoil - 17:40:38 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:IDIOT- If your going to use my name, at least post in my usual fashion. - 17:42:19 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:-->Marlene touch(ea) a(ll) - 17:44:26 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 17:45:44 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Charles Graham:Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes,depending on the intent of the practitioner - 17:46:20 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Puggles:to Graham you talk funny! - 17:47:14 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

IDIOT- A FINE PLEASANT DAY TO YOU ALSO BUT ONLY A --(-)JACKASS CLIMBS ON MY BACK MARLENE. LUCID - 17:49:24 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

RUMPOTS - 17:49:54 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them --(-)EllA - 17:51:46 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

pour milk onto ground - 17:52:26 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

lus mor - 17:53:22 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:Are you finished phren??? - 17:55:33 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene...Grant I think it is that tree loving druid again. Weeds pop up after you pick them. LOL! - 17:57:20 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

RUMPOTS - 17:57:54 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Robert T Lee:Ditto to that song. I am round too. No recess right Peter and all this mesmerism. So lucid I will post my link again. - 18:06:00 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Len~~~ Having so much fun. Who is this Lee character??? - 18:07:18 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene:Len . They just let RTL out of the ward today. What is all this nonsense? I like to read Edward Lear though. - 18:09:56 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

``` Down the subway stairs - 18:10:43 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Len~~~ Marlene Maybe I'll wait an hour to respond because of the transparent ways. Shit , well me to. I especially love The Owl and the Pussycat. - 18:17:38 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

--(-) - 18:18:07 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dorn:Revues avec comite de lectue - 18:19:00 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

r - 18:19:36 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

David--- I, the correct atheist, know what that r stands, but Joette your still a bitch. This web site. Too much sports talk. - 18:21:51 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

PETER:RTL... Gawd is dawd. - 18:25:01 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

white and milk - 18:25:31 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 18:25:44 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

a thank you offends them --(-)EllA do it again - 18:26:54 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip---PETER suit yourself. Death goes - 18:27:57 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 18:28:29 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

modhu:Does anyone remember li(tt)le old me??? - 18:29:56 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Len~~~modhu I do because of the lucid fun. - 18:31:02 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

lucid dreaming - 18:32:42 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Carl:OPEN... Of these weird savage druid posts, the thoughts of the imagination participants boggles the scientific mind. Thoughts such as these show no godthing. I 'see' none. - 18:35:55 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 18:36:19 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rOB... Carl anaylize the saying life feeds on life. Anyway the Shine types fast. - 18:38:03 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Tony:rOB...YESSS, I do but I can not talk right now because of this limited format. - 18:39:23 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

transmaniacon mc***Ditto to what Charles says and Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes - 18:43:03 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 18:43:44 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

PETER:transmaniacon mc ...Religion is important; I told you that once before but I talk with RTL so much I keep saying Fuck! - 18:46:04 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on... This is necessary. - 18:49:17 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 18:49:44 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Marlene... rOB What's up with all this nonsense. Is it really necessary to (s)pam an atheit site. - 18:51:34 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

(s) - 18:52:02 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Jerry:I have been away. Can someone please tell me this (s) and who is this EllA also. - 18:53:39 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

``` Down the subway stairs - 18:54:10 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Steven to Jerry This (s)pammer annoys me, I just (s)croll down this shit. Wait I'm so busy with my other site. Here is the link again. Lucid - 18:56:10 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 18:56:51 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam :STEVEN... I do not want to fight with you today; I'm old you know and have all the Scriptures down pat. What war did I fight in again??? - 19:00:12 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip---PapaSam... What matters is that you get a cookie. Death goes. - 19:02:35 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Grant:Are you finished phren??? - 19:04:00 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 19:04:29 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Lith~~~Grant "Taoist(!)" - 19:05:18 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Ex-atheist:PETER... OK I will give it to you, I talk to myself also and IOUN stones. - 19:07:31 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Pam~~~Come play --(-)EllA - 19:08:29 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

RUMPOTS - 19:08:59 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:-->PAM Are you a good witch or a bad witch? - 19:10:02 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Pam to Joette I can not stay and talk much because of my geas. I will miss you the most. - 19:11:47 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Joette:rOB Don't go!!! - 19:13:16 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dr. Giggles ... Marlene. A fine day for a ride. Don't be shy. David says you should not hang around that computer the whole day. Censorship and all. - 19:17:53 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

David:Joette... There I gave you all you wanted. Get lost you bitch!!! - 19:19:09 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 19:20:07 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Lith--- They borrow. Eyes! - 19:21:09 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Dr. Giggles:That statement was for we the discussions! - 19:23:14 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

``` Down the subway stairs - 19:24:10 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

transmaniacon mc***Ditto to what Charles says and Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes - 19:25:07 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Len~~~ FUN!!! FUN!!! FUN!!! - 19:25:55 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

RUMPOTS - 19:26:22 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Len:~~~ FUN!!! FUN!!! FUN!!! - 19:26:57 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

transmaniacon mc***Ditto to what Charles says and Type your comment in the box below, adding your name and URL (if you wish) in those boxes - 19:27:43 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

Lith:You know your gonna have another accident!!! - 19:29:19 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 19:30:38 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:STEVEN I did not write that last post addressed to you. Apparently SkippySkip's mommy let him loose again. Given enough time the little juvenile delinquent will advance to youthful offender. I guess he spends his spare time between playing with himself and playing with his computer. - 21:05:07 on 30 Dec 98 GMT

HI PAPASAM...:Yes, just be abusive about people who are, as you regard, inferior. - 12:18:53 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

HI PAPASAM...:Yes, just be abusive about people who are, as you regard, inferior. - 12:19:10 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

HI PAPASAM...:Yes, just be abusive about people who are, as you regard, inferior. - 12:19:25 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

jaywilson--for the (skipping) record--:sPAMmers: You show your depressing lack of manners and your chaotic verbiage--then one of you claims PapaSam is abusive? What a laugh. You folks really are just playing with yourselves. Inferiority becomes you. - 15:32:46 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

ADAM HeyJay:Happy New Year. Haven't spoken to you for awhile. - 19:22:06 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

jaywilson---I'll be ADAMmed--:Good sir: I've missed you, too. These times are so hectic, it's all I can do to hector the heck out of our hick hucksters here while I'm on hiatus. A happy New Year to you and yours--and to all I've come to enjoy bantering with here at MIMM. Got to go play jazz with my quartet for a local Buddhist bash (no jive) tonight at their compound/temple; first-rate food, everyone in classy civvie duds, fine drink (no Kool-Aid), and no Xtian baggage--ought to be fun. Actually, Adam, I'd love to have you, Joette, Marlene, Grant, and the rest of the gang along for the vibe. Let that wish be my greeting on this numerologically vulgar yet significant evening. - 20:54:50 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

PapaSam:SkippySkip. As the old saying goes, "If you can't stand the heat, stay out of the kitchen." If you want to match wits or repartee with the grown-ups, you're fighting a losing battle. I've met some precocious youngsters who could do so, but alas, you don't fit the pattern. To all my fellow atheists, HAPPY NEW YEAR!! - 21:41:59 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

A THANK YOU OFFENDS THEM --(-)EllA - 23:12:24 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

dana:PapaSam...mommy interests me in authentic thaumaturgy. Why don't you post my site again or was that Carl because my back hurts??? - 23:15:57 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

WOLFEN (1981) - 23:16:43 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

jaywilson---I made an infrequent stay at 20:54:50 on 31 Dec 98 GMT. I still like James Bond movies no matter what these imposters say. - 23:19:10 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

Skippy Skip:PapaSam... That REM sleep. Don't you fucking lie!!! - 23:21:21 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 23:22:02 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 23:22:37 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

Ron*** Let us have a lucid poll to 'see' if we should ban curse words off this board. --(-)tick - 23:24:21 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

ADAM HeyJay:Happy New Year. Haven't spoken to you for awhile - 23:25:36 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

Ex-atheist:To all... Yes I am inferior but you would not believe me anyway. I dabble in the occult too but really I am an atheist who tricks himself into believing that he dabbles in the occult. I insult a Druid from time to time but you would not believe me anyway. I have many names (Papasam, Marlene, Peter, Li(tt)le Miss Muffet, Adam, Carl, and the lists goes on). Again you would not no what I am talking about like Joe says some time. - 23:42:21 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

rumpots - 23:43:10 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

Joe To all... Yes I am inferior but you would not believe me anyway. I dabble in the occult too but really I am an atheist who tricks himself into believing that he dabbles in the occult. I insult a Druid from time to time but you would not believe me anyway. I have many names (Papasam, Marlene, Peter, Li(tt)le Miss Muffet, Adam, Carl, and the lists goes on). Again you would not no what I am talking about like Joe says some time. - 23:43:54 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

WOLFEN (1981) - 23:44:44 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

Ron:*** Let us have a lucid poll to 'see' if we should ban curse words off this board. --(-)tick - 23:45:54 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

When I'm feeling tired... She puts you through the door... I crawl towards the cursed alley... Sometimes I can't find my way... This curtain's (pwca) spellbound (still round)... So get all that you can... A cool man is toughening/too plain... A good hosing down... When the hate in my field (ma)eternal all four... Cannot look me in the eyes... But I asked the years ham radio blew... And the car, twist, mouth, fear! Yaaah!!! I think so... I think so... I think so... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Nirvana... Back when 'twas a party I scratched with my nails I see now that she's just like me Why do they not try to escape? They bring out the holy ones They pointed my way They come with the flashing lights And take my family away An-gr-y later I am known to Slap some friends of ridicule My whole existence is for your fears And that is why I'm here with you! Don't taaaake Me awaaaaay You're round Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana... - 23:56:48 on 31 Dec 98 GMT

white bread and milk - 23:57:35 on 31 Dec 98 GMT