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Month of November '98

STEVEN- On the blue eye thing, I have brown eyes, like my dad's. Both my kids have greenish blue eyes exactly like my mom's. James is right though because sometimes eye color does change in their first year. How was the party? - 15:16:59 on 1 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa:Steven: How will you keep the druid from following the clan to your new site? I will be sad to see the site go. Even though I rarely have time to jump on, I've always thought of it as an anchor in my life. At least here I've been able to find rational conversation and interesting debates. When every other person in the world seems content in deluding themselves (and trying their damnedest to suck me into their delusion), I can just type in this address and sigh with relief as the comments pop up. I can rest assured that not every member of the human species is sick with this disease called "god". I wish there was a way to find out the druid's email address. I know there's a way flex.net could find out and block any more transmissions from its ipaddress. oh well. - 0:09:06 on 2 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa:Steven: just read old remarks about how you'll keep the spammer at bay. good idea. so you have a new addition to your family. How old? I just had one myself, now four months old. Aren't they the most wonderful things in the world? (even though they keep you up half the night and don't really ever let you have a moment to yourself). How are you going to raise him religious wise? That's something I've been wondering about lately. I thought of stocking our bookshelves with the sacred books of all the major religions as well as books on others and just letting him read them all and make up his own mind. But his father doesn't want any of those books in the house. He says he won't be ordering playboy or hustler and letting the kid read up on that smut and make up his own mind which he likes best or whether he likes it at all, so why should he expose the kid to the worst smut of all . . . the godthing? I don't know. On the one hand, I think knowledge is the best defense against religion, which does sprout from ignorance, but I don't think I'll be exposing him playboy etc. either (though what he does on his own time in his own room will be his own business in that regard.) What do you think? - 0:22:47 on 2 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:MELISSA- We've contacted flex.net to try to get something done about it but they haven't answered back. I suppose it's really up to the page owner to take care of that type of thing and who knows where Ron is these days. I agree, I hate to see it deserted but I'm also really tired of the spam. I've been here for four years, it's like home..sob..sniffel..honk! - 3:23:09 on 2 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:Also, you never know, maybe some of the atheists that were previously here but left because of...let's say..vulgar remarks will visit the new page, I hope! - 3:47:50 on 2 Nov 98 GMT

Steven:ALL <<>> Here is the link to the new web page. It is kind of basic at the moment, I will attempt to put some color into it a bit later. This site is welcome to all, including the jerk spammer. However, no spam will be allowed. I will delete any post that qualifies as spam. I SPAM and the spammer wish to post messages that can be understood and or read then they are more than welcome. JOETTE <<>> could you send an email to all the regulars that may be interested. here is the link....... - 16:03:24 on 2 Nov 98 GMT

Joette:Steven..will do, although I don't have jaywilson or Melissa's address - 19:02:35 on 2 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :JOETTE <<>> I will continue to post the new address daily for at least a couple of weeks. Surly Melissa and JayWilson will read the board in the next few weeks, at least that is my hope. - 19:29:54 on 2 Nov 98 GMT

Joette:STEVEN..I want to thank you for all your hard work on that new board. I am going to link it to my handle on WBS. I think someone here has jaywilson's address. ADAM!!!! I trashed all my e-mail the other day, so I don't have your address anymore! - 19:38:02 on 2 Nov 98 GMT

jaywilson--her's lurking up your address--:JOETTE & STEVEN: Got it. Thanks for thinking of us itine-ranters. See y'all there. - 21:49:28 on 2 Nov 98 GMT

HI STEVEN..:Can't read the yellow on the white background on your page! - 11:51:53 on 3 Nov 98 GMT

Grant:HI'er-- You should be seeing a black background. You may have your browser set to override a document's background color and use your own set color. If not, what browser are you using? - 13:39:03 on 3 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:OPEN: Well, it has been a few days since this site has been extensively utilised. Where now are those who wanted to litter this site with their refuse? Did they mean only to bring about an end the end of an atheistic discussion site? I for one will visit this place to see who may drop in. Back to the actions taken by those 'spam-types' did you really expect that you would stop or end the thinking of people? That is a pointless useless endeavor, why didn't you just add "your" thoughts to see if they were valid? - 15:46:24 on 3 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:CARL- I think this was his purpose but when one door closes another always opens. - 15:49:24 on 3 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ALL <<>> Here is the link to the new web page. It is kind of basic at the moment, I will attempt to put some color into it a bit later. This site is welcome to all, including the jerk spammer. However, no spam will be allowed. I will delete any post that qualifies as spam. I SPAM and the spammer wish to post messages that can be understood and or read then they are more than welcome - 16:03:26 on 3 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:STEVEN, the logic of the link action at #2 doesn't appear to me. Anyway, if the spam types were of this mind set, see URL, then it may explain their dedication at attacking this site. It could understood why they wouldn't want to toss-out their thoughts for any second opinions. - 20:04:17 on 3 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :All <<>> here is the link again. - 22:01:16 on 3 Nov 98 GMT

The boundary conditions at z = 0 require both the tangential electric field and the tangential magnetic field to be continuous across the interface. - 6:29:28 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

The dust dissipated. The disrupted material settled into new configurations. The irregular surface of Shanitra had now taken on the similitude of Lens Larque's face: the earlobes long, the scalp bald, the mouth twisted into a leer of idiotic mirth. "who is calling?" - 6:35:47 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

Sounds a little poutty doesn't he - 6:37:30 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

"who is calling?" :then it will be interesting to see what this pseudonym comesup with. Maybe the PAM will do a star trek like-thing and make this site devour itself or something. I ain't afraid o'anything except the ugly and the insane. - 6:39:52 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

H(z) = H(s) | | s = 2*Fs*(z-1)/(z+1) - 6:56:22 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

Pam:the frequency responses before and after mapping match exactly at frequency point??? - 6:58:14 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wook, And burbled as it came! - 7:09:32 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

If asked to what species of the genus humbug this article properly attaches itself, we should reply to the humbug philosophical. We have not time to analyze, but would say that the author introduces himself as in pursuit of an idea; this he chases from the wilderness of phrenology into that of transcendentalism, then into that of metaphysics generally; then through many weary pages into the open field of inductive philosophy, where he at last corners the poor thing, and then most unmercifully pokes it to death with a long stick. This idea he calls the "Perverse." - 7:22:42 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

Pam:To the controller, why not add more message boards to your site like this one. No hassle, right; it is free not only monetarily. There are rules for boards enforced by you but also a conformity of something. Life is not fair and it is true that the winner dies with the most toys when this conformity occurs. For to ask whether it is good to ask for influence. And whatever I may know about an object, I can still ask, quite pertinently, to be influenced with regard to my interest in it, a splayfoot of privacy raking. Of these added message boards , the spiel of censor. The censer refreshes another. You may block or not with the use of your toy. - 7:24:38 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

It will be said, I am aware, that when we persist in acts because we feel we should not persist in them, our conduct is but a modification of that which ordinarily springs from the combativeness of phrenology. But a glance will show the fallacy of this idea. The phrenological combativeness has for its essence, the necessity of self-defence. It is our safeguard against injury. Its principle regards our well-being; and thus the desire to be well is excited simultaneously with its development. It follows, that the desire to be well must be excited simultaneously with any principle which shall be merely a modification of combativeness, but in the case of that something which I term perverseness, the desire to be well is not only not aroused, but a strongly antagonistical sentiment exists. - 7:45:46 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

It is quite a common thing to be thus annoyed with the ringing in our ears, or rather in our memories, of the burthen of some ordinary song, or some unimpressive snatches from an opera. Nor will we be the less tormented if the song in itself be good, or the opera air meritorious. In this manner, at last, I would perpetually catch myself pondering upon my security, and repeating, in a low undertone, the phrase, "I am safe." - 7:52:17 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

But why shall I say more? To-day I wear these chains, and am here! To-morrow I shall be fetterless!- but where? - 7:53:57 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

You can say whatever you please - 8:00:56 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

can say whatever you please - 8:01:41 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

say whatever you please - 8:02:18 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

whatever you please - 8:02:51 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

you please - 8:03:23 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

please the censer refreshes another - 8:04:44 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

R E M - 8:10:19 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

The Facts in the Case of M. Valdemar/the frequency responses before and after mapping match exactly at frequency point???/Sounds a little poutty doesn't he - 8:13:03 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

***IOUN stones/Sounds a little poutty doesn't he/ It will be said, I am aware, that when we persist in acts because we feel we should not persist in them, our conduct is but a modification of that which ordinarily springs from the combativeness of phrenology. But a glance will show the fallacy of this idea. The phrenological combativeness has for its essence, the necessity of self-defence. It is our safeguard against injury. Its principle regards our well-being; and thus the desire to be well is excited simultaneously with its development. It follows, that the desire to be well must be excited simultaneously with any principle which shall be merely a modification of combativeness, but in the case of that something which I term perverseness, the desire to be well is not only not aroused, but a strongly antagonistical sentiment exists. - 8:15:25 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

Of particular concern to us is harassment of others based on their religion, culture, sexual orientation, nationality, gender, etc. Message boards that have repeated outbreaks of this type of garbage and fail to address them in a timely manner by deleting the offending messages and posting warning messages will be dropped from our service. - 8:29:05 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

Get a life Pam or go to a druid web site---url rehash thank you (k) equilibrium/ hypocrisy---pretending to be what one is not/ yes, as the imp to cugel it is too laugh --(-) - 8:34:47 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

a stitch so made - 8:36:34 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

it must be the ever luvin'shits to be so easily overwhelmed with that rush of kindness and thoughtfulness - 8:43:13 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

Get a life Pam or go to a druid web site---url rehash thank you (k) equilibrium/ hypocrisy---pretending to be what one is not/ yes, as the imp to cugel it is too laugh --(-) - 8:44:06 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

IOUN stones - 8:45:43 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

load up on guns/toys, bring your friends, it's fun to loose, or to pretend: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 (Kurt is?) 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... - 9:11:38 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

when this conformity occurs - 9:14:03 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

Oh well,,,Oh will,,, nevermind - 9:16:55 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

(G)rant:PAM-- You need to get out more; outside of yourself, that is. Just an opinion mind you. Communication doesn't appear to be among your motivations. Are you unwilling to respond directly to anyone? Shall I expect fragments of this post to appear scattered through stream-of-conciousness posts for a while? Speak your thoughts. If they can't abide scrutiny perhaps they should be held up to the light, rather than scrutiny itself. Too much internalizing may or may not be in one's own interest but it sure can make one appear dull, and isolated from real life. Do you never wonder what specifically others think or feel? Are you never tempted to ask a question? To compare notes? To directly challenge a statement you feel to be in error? Have you ever considered offering something in the social marketplace that has a demand? - 13:38:10 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ALL <<>> here is the link to the new message board. This board is free of all spam. all are welcome - 15:20:00 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

the rESPONSE for s is a fricative consonant--- (s)pam,,, (s)pammer,,, block (s)pamming---is any endeavor which attempts mystical/spiritual ends - 18:52:05 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

than"k" you - 18:53:01 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

I. Amino Acids A. Amino acids have common structural features. 1. All amino acids have a carboxyl group and an amino group bonded to the same carbon atom (the a -carbon). 2. For all amino acids except glycine, the a -carbon is a chiral center; there are two configurations of each chiral center, enantiomers, which are nonsuperimposable mirror images. 3. All molecules with a chiral center are optically active; they can rotate plane-polarized light, with the direction of the rotation different for different stereoisomers. 4. The classification of stereoisomers is based on the absolute configuration of the 4 substituents in comparison to a standard compound, glyceraldehyde. B. Proteins contain L-amino acids. C. Amino acids are ionized in aqueous solutions ( zwitterions). D. Amino acids can be classified by R groups: nonpolar and aliphatic; aromatic; polar but uncharged; negatively charged and positively charged; know the structures of amino acids from Fig. 5-6. 1. Aromatic amino acids absorb UV light; review Beer-Lambert law in textbook. 2. Cysteine is readily oxidized to form a covalently linked dimeric amino acid cystine, in which the two cysteine molecules are joined by a disulfide bridge. E. Cells also contain at least 300 nonstandard amino acids:, e.g. 4-hydroxyproline, 5-hydroxylysine, 6-N-methyllysine, g -carboxylglutamate; desmosine; selenocysteine. F. Zwitterionic amino acids can act as acids and as bases -- termed amphoteric or ampholytes. G. Amino acids have characteristic titration curves. 1. Glycine -- pKa values of 2.34 for the carboxyl group (vs. 4.76 for acetic acid) and 9.6 for the amino group; 2 regions of buffering power H. The titration curve predicts the electric charge of amino acids. 1. The isoelectric point (pI) is the pH at which the amino acid has no net charge. 2. For glycine, the pI = 1/2(pK1 + pK2) = 1/2(2.34 + 9.6) = 5.97. 3. Glycine will have a net negative charge at any pH above the pI and in an electric field will migrate toward the anode (+ electrode). 4. Glycine will have a net positive charge at any pH below the pI and in an electric field will migrate toward the cathode (- electrode). I. Amino acids differ in their acid-base properties. 1. All amino acids with an R group that doesn't ionize have titration curves very similar to that for glycine. 2. Amino acids with an ionizable R group have titration curves with 3 stages, with the 3rd stage (corresponding to the R group) merging to some extent with the two for glycine. 3. Glutamate has a pI of 3.22, the average value of the pKa values for the 2 carboxyl groups, where there is a net negative charge of -1 which balances the +1 contributed by the amino group. 4. Histidine has a pI of 7.59, the average value of the pKa values for the 2 positively charged groups, where there is a net positive charge of +1 which balances the -1 charge contributed by the carboxyl group. 5. Only histidine has a pKa value near physiological pH values and is thus the only amino acid to provide physiological buffering power; however, the pKa value of amino acids can be altered when buried inside a folded protein. J. Ion-exchange chromatography (conventional or HPLC, high performance liquid chromatography) separates amino acids by electric charge. K. Amino acids undergo characteristic chemical reactions. 1. Some chemical reactions greatly simplify the detection, measurement and identification of amino acids. a. Ninhydrin, when heated with amino acids, yields a purple product (proline, yellow product). b. Other reagents (1-fluoro-2,4-dinitrobenzene, fluorescamine, dansyl or dabsyl chloride) yield colored or fluorescent derivatives which are specific for each amino acid. II. Peptides A. Peptides are chains of amino acids, joined through a substituted amide linkage. 1. This peptide bond is formed by removal of the elements of water from the a -carboxyl group of one amino acid and the a -amino group of another amino acid. 2. Peptide bond formation costs energy -- is endergonic. 3. Amino acid units within a peptide are termed residues. 4. By convention, peptide sequences are given from the amino-terminal residue on the left to the carboxyl-terminal residue on the right. B. Peptides can be distinguished by their ionization behavior. C. Peptides undergo characteristic chemical reactions. 1. Peptides undergo reactions at the free amino and carboxyl groups and at the R groups. 2. Peptides can be hydrolyzed by boiling in strong acid or base to yield the constituent amino acids; can label the N-terminal residue before hydrolysis 3. Peptide bonds can be cleaved specifically by proteolytic enzymes. D. Some small polypeptides have biological activity. - 19:01:48 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

The Facts in the Case of M. Valdemar/the frequency responses before and after mapping match exactly at frequency point???/Sounds a little poutty doesn't he - 19:09:40 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

Of these added message boards , the spiel of censor. The censer refreshes another. You may block or not with the use of your toy. - 19:10:48 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

when this conformity occurs :You're round Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana... IOUN stones...the rESPONSE for s is a fricative consonant--- (s)pam,,, (s)pammer,,, block (s)pamming---is any endeavor which attempts mystical/spiritual ends - 19:13:46 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ALL <<>> ROFL!!! here is the link to the new page. - 19:29:56 on 5 Nov 98 GMT

Adam I AM KING!:I SHALL RULE!!! Having check-ted and rejected the threaded format of MM2, I return here and lay claim back on this old turf as Atheist Majore. This is where I kill god (that wuss!). Here shall there be Atheist Apartheid�those who subscribe to mythology rather than reason are second-class citizens. Watch the old gang come crwling back for my posts! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! - 1:12:22 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

Grant: (Poor King to subject ratio):ADAM-- I don't wish to miss your verbal tango or the slaying of God. But I crawl with head held high! - 2:09:46 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

ROBERT T. LEE:>>>>>The most stupid statements and questions I have ever been confronted with came from atheists. For example: Many them have asked me to "Prove God exists". That is far worse than them challenging me to prove their own existence. Other have asked me why I turned from atheism to God. Dang! How stupid can a question get? That is far worse than asking me why I turned from eating excrement to eat clean and wholesome food! I can cite many examples of the utter stupidity of atheism. If you ever come to your senses, you will perceive atheism's utter stupidity too. The one astonishing thing about atheism is the so-called "educated" are the ones beset with this profound stupidity. - 4:01:15 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

Grant:RTL-- So why were you eating excrement? Oh, you weren't eating excrement? No surprise. You weren't an atheist either. Who are you trying to kid? Had you been one you would now have some inkling of what it is. - 4:25:36 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

nano lego - 7:06:28 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

link - 7:11:22 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

all is welcome in the h2o - 7:12:21 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

nein - 7:12:55 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

a stitch so made - 7:14:31 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

Of these added message boards , the spiel of censor. The censer refreshes another. You may block or not with the use of your toy. - 7:17:57 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

the rESPONSE for s is a fricative consonant--- (s)pam,,, (s)pammer,,, block (s)pamming---is any endeavor which attempts mystical/spiritual ends - 7:20:48 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

I feel the key is to isolate the feeling that is best for the working at hand and not allow other emotions to divert or interrupt the spell. - 7:33:54 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

Do or do not. There is no try. lin"k"(s) - 7:35:14 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

Mar a bha, mar a tha, mar a bhitheas gu brath, ri tr�ghadh 's ri lionadh - 7:44:26 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

Banishing these bitches has something to do with toppling a house that they built or something. Oh, and they appear only to their victims. - 7:57:38 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

insists upon the truth of the story because of certain facts--because "the initials of the young men must be sufficient to establish their identity"--because "the nurses must be accessible to all sorts of inquiries"--and because the "angry excitement and various rumors which at length rendered a public statement necessary, are sufficient to show that something extraordinary must have taken place - 8:07:20 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

The Fact(s) in the Case of M. Valdemar/the frequency responses before and after mapping match exactly at frequency point???/Sounds a little poutty doesn't he - 8:08:53 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

ROFL...THAT IS TOO CUTE - 8:43:22 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

dominion:This is not a room. This is a holocaust...waiting to wake itself. - 9:00:56 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ALL <<>> here is the link to the new page. Enjoy! - 13:25:36 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:SPam- You having fun? - 14:50:45 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene..outspammed:In fact, it seems even RTL can't stand you, lol! - 14:51:53 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:OPEN: When one's sense or personal comprehension of self-control is more akin to the action of cancer laden cell, is it self-control? Or if ones point of view is so restricted that, perhaps a one celled existence is the relevant lot of that view, should or would it be best to find a like mind somewhere else? While that kind of pursuit is also recognised as churches and the KKK and high priced political dinners, the All is not their objective. Such could have been the objective, prior to the spam thing that has since attached itself to this site. - 16:58:12 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:CARL- Just like a damn leech. - 17:40:09 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ALL <<>> Link to new message board. :] - 19:52:52 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:RTL. You've been eating so much excrement that the shit's coming out of your ears. You were never an atheist. You are a prime example of the type of fanatic who will lie, cheat, and even kill to justify his beliefs. Keep your blithering to your own site where like minded readers can revel in your mutual delusions. - 21:26:48 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:To all anonymous posters. Are you so ashamed of what you say that you don't want to identify yourselves? Don't you have the courage of your convictions? Put up or shut up! - 21:33:20 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:Amino acid junkie. When we want information on amino acids we're quite capable of looking it up. Have you considered starting a web site devoted to the subject? Or are you just RTL or some other holy roller spamming our site in your own sneaky way? - 21:42:33 on 6 Nov 98 GMT

AdamINO:I am a fan of aminos myself. Of course, I wouldn't flood the page with such stuff. Alas, the poor mental faculties of Robert T. Wee, who likens proof of god with proof of one's own exostence. Of course, the fact that we exist is provable�indeed, self-evident�except in the context of some ridiculous existential fog-argument (e.g. how do know this isn't all a dream?"). When you purport to subscribe to mythology, you will engage in the most convoluted mental machinations to avoid the simple fact that you have---and cannot obtain---even the faintest shred of direct evidence of the subject of your mysbelief. All that you cannot explain in your feeble, daily-existence terms must be the realm of "god," giving you a handy catch-all warm & fuzzy explanation for all you cannot figure out. Not long ago, the most developed societies believed all the planets to be gods and lighting their expressions of anger. How absurd, you say? Not at all---it was tthe catch-all "god" answer to questions too big to answer with state-of-the-art reason. Now we know what the planets are, and what lightning is, so they have crossed into the realm of reason. Of course, there's still much of which we know not, and the mental primitives will continue to attribute this ever-shrinking list to "god"---the only explanation for the feebleminded. This, of course, as aside from the practice of organized religions to DENY things that are long explained by science because they challange "the word" written by men thousands of years back. The fact that religion deliberately retard human intellectual progress is a story BESIDE my assertion in this post---theists lack of a rational proof of "god" is a paltry cover, to those of us with the superiority to devote ourselves to simple reason, for your "god"'s lack of existence. SHow me your god, that I may smite his lilliy-livered weasely chicken-shit ass. Some god you have! Can't even deal with me. - 3:12:56 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

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Do or do not. There is no try. lin"k"(s) - 5:10:23 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

(s)pin baby (s)pin - 5:11:52 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

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Doc:NIRVANA lover. Lay off the angel dust. It's blowing your mind. - 5:16:30 on 7 Nov 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 Treat yourself Don't have nothing for you 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 Treat yourself Don't have nothing for you Don't have nothing for you - 5:21:42 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

the girl can stop the rage Mich(ea)(l)"I've never had to wear a mask for the past 19 years. People see me and scream because they assume Michae(l) Myers isn't far behind." Yesss come home Michael - 5:32:06 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

Do or do not. There is no try. lin"k"(s) - 5:33:14 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

I had run until I thought my lungs would burst. Frozen grass crunched under my feet. Another howl sounded, closer than the first. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would leap into my throat and choke me. Could a person die that way? I did not know, but could imagine. I was always imagining. The ground lifted, the ridge rose before me, black against black. Miraculously my feet found the way without stumbling over a stone and pitching me headlong. The trees swallowed me. But even then I was not safe, I had to get to the grove of the oaks, the sacred grove. I pushed through a tangle of undergrowth, holding an up-flung arm in front of my face to protect it. My harsh breathing was so loud the wolves could have tracked me by the sound alone. A stich of pain tore through my side like a bolt of lightning. Perhaps it was lightning. Perhaps I had been struck dead and would not run anymore. Then the pain ebbed and I struggled on, tripping over roots, sobbing for breath, trying to hear if the wolves were behind me. - 6:54:25 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

The undergrowth thinned; I was on the last steep rise leading to the grove of ancient oak trees. I gave a gasp of relief. Next moment I stumbled and fell forward into a hollow filled with dead leaves. The leaves closed over me. I lay panting, listening for the patter of the feet. Nothing. Only the thunder of my blood in my ears. I dared to hope the wolves had not been after me, at all, but on the trail of some smaller, easier game. When it seemed I might be safe, I settled deeper into the bed of dry leaves. It was as good a place as any, and warmer than most. I could wait in relative comfort until dawn, knowing I was well concealed at the very edge of the grove. The druids would come with the dawn. Then I heard singing and the night was over. They must have come right past me on their way to the grove. Cautiously I crept forward, trying to get closer to the clearing in the center of the grove where the most powerful of the druid rituals took place. An immense holly bush barred my way. It stood at the very edge of the glade; if I could get inside it I could see without being seen. Or so I thought. - 7:08:11 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

what the lego box does: the lego box simply allows you to become an extension of your victim's blood line. - 7:18:34 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

the mind is a box - 7:19:05 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

repens reptans repanda - 7:22:52 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

You're round Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana Nirvana... IOUN stones...the rESPONSE for s is a fricative consonant--- (s)pam,,, (s)pammer,,, block (s)pamming---is any endeavor which attempts mystical/spiritual ends I should have expected some trouble with An Epitaph in Rust. The editors had insisted on dropping the An from the title, and had from the beginning ignored my request to be Tim - rather than the unwieldy Timothy - Powers, and in the galley proofs the text of the book had been re-written considerably. In the second chapter, for example, our protagonist throws through the window a "poodle in a powder blue dog sweater" - but in the proofs this had been changed to a dog in a bullet-proof dog sweater. Now, I suppose I can imagine a society in which it would be worth the trouble and expense to outfit dogs with such protection, but the society in this book was certainly not it. And they had insisted on using twenty-four-hour-clock-time throughout, so that people went for beers at "14 hundred hours" instead of "two o'clock in the afternoon." In chapter seven, in fact, in the published book, someone agrees to meet someone else at "thirty-three hundred hours." That almost counts as a Zen koan, I think. ab an atheist - 7:31:24 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

The Ukulele Hall of Fame Museum was founded in 1996 in Duxbury, Massachusetts. The Museum has since been granted "non-profit" status by the Commonwealth of Massachusetts and awaits 501(c) federal non-profit status. Our Mission is to document, preserve and promote the history of the ukulele, its players and makers as well as to inspire and engage people everywhere in the perpetuation of the ukulele and ukulele music through performances and exhibits. The Museum is currently in search of an appropriate public site to house the collection of books, tapes, records, CDs, photographs, and uke ephemera. We welcome your input and gratefully acknowledge your support through member dues, donations, and purchases from the Hall of Fame Museum Shop. - 7:46:41 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

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Marlene:Since Steven doesn't seem to be here today. All those who aren't into "druid spam" can go to our alternative location Man is Man-Made2 - 16:49:39 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

Adam SEUSS IS LORD:I will not, will not hit that page; the threaded format makes me rage! I do not need a change of scene; I will not go there, Marlene-I-mean. 'Tis true, these spammers make me sick, and theists' "god" can suck my dick. Your invitation? Thank you, mam! But I'll stay here. A-DAM-I-AM - 20:35:55 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

BRAVO!!!!! - 21:42:42 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

Adam HORTON HEARS A WHODAT?:Was that Jo, of anonymous Kudo? At any rate, thank ya.' By the way Marlene, you can stuff that Corny nonsense. The Son of Sam-I-Am offers the one true Word to yo' mutha. - 22:15:00 on 7 Nov 98 GMT

ADAM OUT��:Oh my god! I killed god! I'm a bastard! I'm out 'till Monday, y'all. Caio now, brown cowabunga dude ranch dressing down for the count Dracula-tee-dough! - 1:00:33 on 8 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:ADAM, LORD HIGH PRIEST OF THE SEUSS. Stay firm! Fight the good fight! Fie upon the literary rejects, the lepers who would force us from our site with their scurrilous unclean oozings and their spamming. Let us flush them into the sewer, their fitting and natural environent. I would say "Screw the bastards!" but they're not worth a fuck. - 6:14:34 on 8 Nov 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 h20 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. - 20:43:41 on 8 Nov 98 GMT

I will not, will not hit that page - 20:53:55 on 8 Nov 98 GMT

will not, will not - 20:57:55 on 8 Nov 98 GMT

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will not, will not - 20:59:01 on 8 Nov 98 GMT

There is, in fact, no real number which when multiplied by itself gives you minus one. It turns out that it has a great usefulness as a device mathematically for solving problems of a real kind. - 21:08:35 on 8 Nov 98 GMT

Never try to justify or tie to reality-or to negate for that matter-some hypothesis, or some "What if?" proposition for which there is no basis at all. That is the dead end of human epistemology, and worse than that. That is a mind-destoyer. - 21:12:55 on 8 Nov 98 GMT

what the lego box does: the lego box simply allows you to become an extension of your victim's blood line:the girl can stop the rage Mich(ea)(l)"I've never had to wear a mask for the past 19 years. People see me and scream because they assume Michae(l) Myers isn't far behind." Yesss come home Michael - 21:14:13 on 8 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:ALL. Whatis a spammer? A spammer is someone who has nothing worthwhile to say and lacks original thought. This results in an inferiority complex. He attempts to take out his frustration by cutting and pasting anything he can get his hands on, in order to take up space and attempt to irritate the regulars and drive them away. In this web site, devoted to atheism, the motive is sparked by religious fanaticism. The poor bastard, unable to justify his mythological beliefs, chokes on his bile and spams away. Spammers can be of eiher sex, but share a common goal. - 22:39:38 on 8 Nov 98 GMT

Mal:Belfast calling. What was all that rubbish earlier? Actually spam remains popular in Ireland where tinned meat is king. - 23:42:06 on 8 Nov 98 GMT

Mal:I should add that tinned meat is not literally "King" here and that we have a recently elected democratic assembly. They have the IQ of a tin of spam though. - 23:50:27 on 8 Nov 98 GMT

Grant:Hello, MAL. Steven has started another discussion board to escape the mindless drivel. Most of the regulars have migrated there but still monitor this one, I believe. No action today there, though. - 1:15:33 on 9 Nov 98 GMT

thank you - 16:31:13 on 9 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ALL<<>> here is the link to the new page. - 19:10:22 on 9 Nov 98 GMT

Al::PapaSam: Kicking some spammer butt - way to go :-) - 2:21:03 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

We do not join the "that's censorship" bandwagon - 5:40:08 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any medium and regardless of frontiers. - 5:42:11 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

We do not join the "that's censorship" bandwagon - 5:44:11 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

SOLAR ACTIVITY FORECAST: SOLAR ACTIVITY SHOULD BE LOW TO MODERATE FOR 10-11 NOV. REGION 8375 REMAINS CAPABLE OF PRODUCING OCCASIONAL M-CLASS EVENTS AND ISOLATED LARGER EVENTS. REGION 8384 COULD PRODUCE AN ISOLATED M-CLASS EVENT. IIA. GEOPHYSICAL ACTIVITY SUMMARY FROM 08/2100Z TO 09/2100Z: THE GEOMAGNETIC FIELD RANGED FROM UNSETTLED TO MAJOR STORM LEVELS. THE MOST DISTURBED PERIOD WAS FROM 09/0600-1200Z. SOME HIGH LATITUDE SITES EXPERIENCED SEVERE STORMING DURING THAT TIME. SOLAR WIND DATA WAS CHARACTERIZED BY A STRONG SOUTHWARD BZ BEGINNING AROUND 09/0330Z, DECREASING VELOCITY, AND DECREASING TOTAL FIELD MAGNITUDE. A FORBUSH DECREASE OF APPROXIMATELY 6 PERCENT WAS OBSERVED NEAR09/0100Z. IIB. GEOPHYSICAL ACTIVITY FORECAST: THE GEOMAGNETIC FIELD SHOULD BE AT UNSETTLED TO MINOR STORM LEVELS FOR 10 NOV. PERIODS OF MAJOR STORMING ARE POSSIBLE ON THAT DAY. QUIET TO ACTIVE CONDITIONS ARE EXPECTED ON 11 NOV AS THE CURRENT DISTURBANCE SUBSIDES. QUIET TO UNSETTLED CONDITIONS SHOULD OCCUR ON 12 NOV. III. EVENT PROBABILITIES 10 NOV-12 NOVCLASS M 65/60/15CLASS X 30/25/10 PROTON 30/25/20PCAF GREENIV. PENTICTON 10.7 CM FLUX OBSERVED 09 NOV 162PREDICTED 10 NOV-12 NOV 162/156/145 90 DAY MEAN 09 NOV 133V. GEOMAGNETIC A INDICES OBSERVED AFR/AP 08 NOV 036/068ESTIMATED AFR/AP 09 NOV 035/072 PREDICTED AFR/AP 10 NOV-12 NOV 020/025-012/012-010/012 VI. GEOMAGNETIC ACTIVITY PROBABILITIES 10 NOV-12 NOVA. MIDDLE LATITUDES ACTIVE 20/20/20MINOR STORM 10/10/10 MAJOR-SEVERE STORM 15/10/05B. HIGH LATITUDESACTIVE 15/10/10 MINOR STORM 10/05/05MAJOR-SEVERE STORM 15/05/05 - 5:51:10 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

We do not join the "that's censorship" bandwagon - 5:52:02 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

o(k):Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any medium and regardless of frontiers - 5:54:40 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

arrogance--- all to (k)lean - 6:06:13 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

ok:Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any medium and regardless of frontiers - 6:06:57 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

o(k) - 6:07:32 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Beware of equating things based on the occurence of the same label. - 6:21:40 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Grant:A little twang of conscience, Pam? A little rationalization? Sure, you made it extremely unlikely that the board could attract any new posters and ran off the regulars, but after all, there was no more space on the local ladies room walls, and you are only exercising your freedom of expression. The trouble with this is that you don't give a shit about anyone else's rights or desires. You haven't earned any such special rights over those of others by investing any effort into a discussion board's creation or developement or maintenance or anything. You think you deserve special rights merely because you've managed to aquire a high opinion of yourself, against all odds I might add. You don't even see what you have done here, do you? You're just a shallow little self-oriented twit. I regret the time I've wasted trying to talk to you. You offer nothing. - 7:17:08 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:GRANT; Perhaps the individual- of your post, is just having a prolonged bad hair day? Or perhaps the individual is just experiencing a severe identity crisis, doing all known forms of self bashing possible. Perhaps that individual is getting old and well, doesn't like it? how are you? - 15:37:18 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Bill...:PAM, 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? - 16:49:14 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:Is it just me or is the new message board down? - 17:22:14 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:MARLENE; its down been down for about 30 minutes, how are you today? - 17:51:08 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:CARL - Actually I'm pissed off, LOL! It's near blizzard conditions here where I live and I have to go to work this afternoon, a half hour drive from here. My car broke down on Sunday and I'll have to take the little truck which has no traction on slippery roads, ugh! Otherwise I'm just fine! I've been reading all the articles on the American Atheist site. Have you read them? - 18:21:39 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:MARLENE: The American Atheist site, maybe I can't say, I just wander about peeking in on this then that, I have no order to follow. Altho'on one site someone posted an all collective site on the "Josephus" who wrote the reference xtian's say affirm's the historical jc thing. Would you like to see it? - 18:53:17 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:CARL- Sure! - 19:32:32 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Adam HOWDY HO!:Ah, denizens returning to home turf! Splendid! How are things over at the threadbare? Are the colors still garish? On a serious note, I would like to point out that although religious authorities consistently disclaim any advocacy of the sort of anti-abortion violence that has occurred in upstate New York and Canada, these deaths nonetheless must be chalked up to religion in general�as I often point out, the leading cause of homicide in human history and currently. You can't on one hand preach that abortion is mass murder and on the other denounce violence by followers seeking to prevent such mass murder. In fact, within the bounds of the forfeiture of reason known as religious belief, a believer who resorts to violence to prevent abortion actually is behaving quite rationally under his or her belief structure. Query: what would be the level of terrorism in a world without any religion? Welcome back, folks. - 19:41:26 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:MARLENE; here it is, I just listed it as a favorite a few hours ago. I've seen some of this before but not a site with such wide collection of stuff to cross check and such, or so I now think it may hold. Enjoy, - 19:43:45 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:ADAM: have you checked out "Why Christians Suck" yet? They've restructered it some and seem to have picked up a few new or different articles. I am pretty sure I saw a site where the catholic controllers are "now" accepting a responsibility for the iquisition, they won't sluff off the deeds to the gov't as before. Awful brave o'them, wonder where they plan on going with that action? - 19:50:11 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Adam I DUNNO, WHY? �� :I've heard it mentioned but never been. Can you put the URL in the box so as to link to it? FLANKS. BMOC, I'm about to get a dose of caffeine, so my posts should pick up (this has been the case in the past). - 20:09:39 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:ADAM- I agree. It is the responsibility of the church now to teach their masses that it is WRONG to kill. I was reading the American Atheist site. There is an article in their what many churches are doing on Halloween night is presenting their own type of horror called Hell Night. They show pictures of abortions, homosexual men dying of AIDS and a bunch of other shit. This is terrible! Trust a damn xtian to take the fun out of Spook Night! CARL- Thanks, I'll check it out! Gotta head off to work now, YUCK! - 20:19:15 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:ADAM: The WCS is below the catholic thing was at another chat site named, MiningCo.Agnosticism/Atheist Chat. - 20:19:17 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:ADAM: The WCS is below the catholic thing was at another chat site named, MiningCo.Agnosticism/Atheist Chat. - 20:20:06 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

ADAM, I mean...: Marlene: I have seen news reports on the hell nights. Boo. As for church teachings, I would suggest to you that the church cannot in good conscience preach antiviolence. That is, if you accept that "god" has ordained life to be sacred from conception�which the major religions seem to (discounting for now the religious splinter groups that disagree with the main religion on fundamental matters like abortion, but then assininely insist on remaining PART of the main religion, even though they are not welcome)�you necessarily MUST condone violence to prevent abortion. IOW, don't we all agree that there is a moral imperative to prevent the destruction of innocent life if we are capable of doing so without undue risk to ourselves or innocent others? If you can safely prevent the assault upon an innocent old lady or child on the street, even if that means using force against the attacker (this is hypo; please disregard the likelihood of such a scenario) must you not act? I say yes. Therefore, if you accept that a fetus is an innocent life rising to the same life interest as a born person, then you necessarily are morally obliged even to use force (if perhaps not deadly force) to stop an abortion. My argument is not what the church should say about violent antiabortion acts; I suggest that given the fundamental assumption of the sanctity of the fetus, the church necessarily is in a quandary regarding such teachings��if a fetus is an innocent life interest, you must act to stop abortion, and substantial force necessarily is justified. Don't you guys miss me on the ugly page? - 20:45:25 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Adam FLANKS, CARL:Bookmarked it. Mucho Grassy Ass. - 21:37:42 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:OPEN: Has anyone seen a wide open discussion site as this- MMM, anywhere else? Perhaps someone ought to ask the former, were they the orignals, handlers what they did and so on. About the only reason that I began to use this site was the ease by which I could see and get involved with the assorted discussions. Since the spam problem here I've been flittin'around lookin at things, and it seems like this format is a one of a kind. - 21:47:51 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:MARLENE: Here is the rest of the Josephus writings since you folks northward are gonna'be in the long winter night, rite? It will be more reading. [I jest, of course] This looks interesting and very informative. - 23:42:22 on 10 Nov 98 GMT

Linda: So what's this place like? Ash: Well it's a little run-down... but, uh, it's right up in the mountains.Linda: Are you sure it's deserted? Ash: Oh yeah... I think so.Linda: (giggle) [Nighttime - In the cabin] Ash: Whoa.Linda: (giggle) Ow. Ash: So what do you think kid?Linda: I love it Ash. Linda: I feel funny about being here. What if the people who own the place come home? Ash: They're not gonna come back. Even if they do we'll tell them the car broke down or something like that. Linda: With your car, they'd believe it. Ash: Hey, what do you say we have some champagne hey baby?Linda: Sure. Ash: After all, I'm a man and you're a woman, at least last time I checked. Linda: Ok. Ash: Hey! There's a- There's a tape recorder here. Linda: See what's on it. Prof: (On tape) This is Professor Raymond Knowby, Department of Ancient History, log entry number two. I believe I have made a significant find in the Castle of Candar. Having journeyed there with my wife Henrietta, my daughter Annie and Associate Professor Ed Getly. It was in the rear chamber of the castle that we stumbled upon something remarkable. Morturom Demonto, the "Book of the Dead". My wife and I brought the book to this cabin where I could study it undisturbed. It was here that I began the translations. The book speaks of a spiritual presence. A thing of evil that roams the forests and the dark bowers of man's domain. It is through the recitation of the book's passages that this dark spirit is given license to possess the living. Included here are the phonetic pronunciations of those passages. "Cunda astratta montose eargrets gutt nos veratoos canda amantos canda". Ash: Linda? Hey Lind- [Outside the cabin]Ash: Linda!?! Linda... [Daytime - At the cabin] Ash: It's gone. The sun's driven it away. Yeah. For now. Gotta... Gotta blow out of here for now... EvlFrc: Join us. Ash: Ah. Oh. Oh God. No. Oh no. No... no... No!!!! Gotta, I gotta get a grip on myself here. [Nighttime - At a small airport]Annie: (to crewer) Thank you. Ed: Annie!Annie: Hi!Ed: How'd the expedition go? Annie: Great. I found the pages of the "Book of the Dead". Ed: Yeah, I got your telegram. Thanks. So what condition are they in? Annie: Take a look.Ed: They haven't aged a day in 3000 years. Annie: Maybe longer.Ed: When do we begin the translations? Annie: Tonight. Is everything all set with my father? Ed: Well, it should be but I haven't spoken with him in a week. There's no phone in the cabin. We'll take my car, it'll take us about an hour to get there. Annie you hinted in your telegram that your father was onto something in the first part of his translations. What has he found in the Book of the Dead? Annie: Probably nothing. But just possibly, a doorway to another world? [Nighttime - In the cabin] PosLin: Dance with me. (cackling)Ash: Ahhhhhh Ehhh... yeah, just a- PosLin: Hello lover. Ash: Workshed. [In the workshed] PosLin: Even now we have your darling Linda's soul. She suffers in torment. Ash: You're going down. Chainsaw. Linda: Please Ash... please don't hurt me. You swore- you swore that we'd always be together. I love you.Ash: Nooo! PosLin: Yah! Your lover is mine and now she burns in Hell. Ash: Oh yeah, alright... Ok. [In the cabin] Ash: I'm fine... I'm fine. MirAsh: I don't think so. We just cut up our girlfriend with a chainsaw. Does that sound fine? (chuckle) Ash: You bastards! You dirty bastards! Give me back my hand! Give me back my haaaaand!! [On a country road at the wrecked bridge] Annie: Excuse me. Excuse me. Is this the road to the Knowby cabin? Jake: That's right. And you ain't going there.Annie: And why not? Annie: There must be another way in. There's gotta be another road or something. BobJoe: Sure ain't no road. Why the hell do you want to go up there for anyway? Huh?Annie: None of your business. Jake: (clap) Hey! I just remembered. Why, yeah... that's right. There is a trail. You could uh, follow Bobby Joe and me. Ed: Sounds alright to me.Jake: But it'll cost ya.Annie: How much? Jake: Forty fi- (nudge from Bobby Joe) Hundred buck. Annie: Tell ya what, you take my bags and you got a deal. Jake: Sure. (dorky laugh)Annie: Heh heh. [In the cabin] Ash: Ah. Ah. That's right. Who's laughing now? Who's laughing now? Yahhhh! Ahhhh! [On the trail to the cabin] Jake: Jesus H. Christ... thought all she was talking about were those two Goddamn little bags. [In the cabin] Ash: Here's your new home. (BOOM) Aha!! Son of a- Arrgh! (BOOM) (BOOM) Gotcha didn't I you little sucker?! Old double barrel here... blow your butts to kingdom come. See if we don't... Jake: You little bastard! You gonna be all right honey? BobJoe: I-I don't know. I-I think so. Jake: You just sit still for a minute. You know this son of a bitch? Ed: No we thought her father was going to be here. That's why we decided-Annie: Oh my God! Where are my parents? What the hell did you do to them? What the hell did you do to them?Ed: Annie, come here. Annie, come here... come here. Jake: We'll throw him in there. Crazy buck's gone blood seeking. Ash: Wait. I made a mistake. Wait. Wait. Wait. I made a mistake. Jake: Damn right. Blackmail son of a bitch. BobJoe: I hope you rot down there. [In the cabin]BobJoe: Oh shit! Jake: I know it hurts baby, but everything's gonna be fine. Now in about five minutes I'm gonna go fetch the sheriff and bring him- Ed: Checked all the other rooms. Folks aren't here. Maybe they never came.Annie: But these are my father's things. Prof: (On tape) It's only been a few hours since I've translated and spoken aloud the first of the demon resurrection passages from the "Book of the Dead". Annie: Shhh... Listen up. This is my father's voice. Prof: (On tape) And now I fear that my wife has become host to a Candarian Demon. May God forgive me for what I have unleashed unto this earth. Last night Henrietta tried to... kill me. Annie: No! Prof: (On tape) It's now October 1st, 4:33 PM. Henrietta is dead. I could not bring myself to dismember her corpse. But I dragged her down the steps... and I buried her. I buried her in the cellar. God help me, I buried her in the earthen floor of the fruit cellar. Ash: Wahhhhhhhhhh!Jake: What the hell was that? Ed: Somebody's down there with him.Annie: No, can't be. BobJoe: Let's get the fuck out of here. PosHen: Someone's in my fruit cellar. Someone with a fresh soul! Ash: Ah! Ah! Let me out! There's something down here! Ah! Annie: Let him out!Jake: It's a trick, I know it!Annie: Let him out!! Ash: Move it! Open those chains up!PosHen: Come to me. Ash: Ah! Help! Help! Help me!PosHen: Come to sweet Henrietta. Hahaha. Annie: Hurry!Ash: Help! Help me please!PosHen: I'll swallow your soul. BobJoe: Do something! [In the cabin] Ash: There's something out there. That... that witch in the cellar is only part of it. It lives... out in those woods, in the dark... something... something that's come back from the dead. BobJoe: Plee! Please let's just get the hell out of here! Jake: We're going baby. We're going to get on that trail- Ash: Nobody's going out that door, not till daylight. Jake: Now you listen to me- Hnrita: (singing) Hush little baby don't say a word, Mama's going to by you a mocking bird. If that mocking bird don't sing, Mama's going to buy you a diamond ring. If that diamond ring turns brass, Mama's going to buy you a looking glass. Hnrita: Remember that song Annie? I used to sing it to you when you were a baby.Annie: Mother?Hnrita: Unlock these chains. Quickly! Annie: No. Hnrita: You were born September 2nd, 1962. I remember it well because it was snowing. So strange it would be snowing in September. Annie: That thing in the cellar is not my mother. PosEd: We are the things that were and shall be again. Hahahahha. ?Steps? of the Book. We want what is yours. Life! Ha ha ha ha! Dead by dawn. Dead by dawn.PosHen: Dead by dawn. Dead by dawn. PosEd: Dead by dawn. Dead by dawn.PosHen: Dead by dawn.PosEd: Dead by dawn. PosHen: Let me out.Jake: Thirsty son of a bitch. Annie: Where're you going? Help us you filthy coward! PosHen: Quickly. Set me free. PosHen: We live! We live still! [Still Nighttime - Still in the cabin]Jake: That's funny.BobJoe: What. Jake: That trail we came in here on? It just ain't there no more. Like, like the woods just swallowed her up.Annie: It's so quiet. Jake: What the hell was that? Ash: Maybe something trying to force its way into our world. BobJoe: It's in there. Ash: We'll all go in together. Jake: Hell no. You're the curious one.Annie: Hey. I'll go with you. [In the other room] Jake: Shit. I told you there weren't nothing in here no how. Jake: Holy Mother o' Mercy.Annie: Father? Spirit: Annie. There is a dark spirit here that wants to destroy you. Your salvation lies there. In the pages of the book. Recite the passages. Dispel the Evil. Save my soul. And your own lives! BobJoe: Jake. You're holding my hand too tight. Jake: Baby, I ain't holding your hand. Jake: Hey? Where's Bobby Joe? [In the cabin] Jake: Hey? Where the hell is she? We gotta go out there and find her. Ash: If she went out in those woods, you can forget about her. Annie: What's wrong?Ash: Felt like someone just walked over my grave. What's that picture? What is that? Annie: In 1300 AD they called this man the, ah, hero from the sky. He was prophesied to have destroyed the Evil. Ash: Didn't do a very good job... Can you find it? Annie: Here it is, two passages. Recitation of this first passage will make this dark spirit manifest itself in the flesh. Ash: Why the hell would we want to do that? Annie: Recitation of this second passage creates a kind of rift in time and space. And the physical manifestation of this dark spirit can be forced back into the rift. At least that's the best translation that I can- (shotgun reloading) Jake: Uh-huh. That's right. I'm running the show now. We're going to go out there in them woods and look for Bobby Joe. Once we find her we're getting the hell out of here. Ash: No you idiot! You'll kill us all. She's dead by now. Don't you understand? With these pages, at least we have a chance. Jake: Bunch of mumbo jumbo bullshit. These pages don't mean squat. Besides, now you ain't got no choice. Now move! [Outside the cabin]Jake: Move.Ash: Look. You're nuts. Jake: I said move!Annie: No! You stupid fool! Jake: I'll blow your fucken head off.Ash: Hey. No trail. Where to now? Jake: Bobby Joe! Bobby Joe!! Bobby Joe!!! Ash: You'll get us all killed!Jake: Shut up!Annie: Leave him alone! Jake: Get outta here- Bobby Joe!!!! Bobby - Joe!!!!! Bobby Joe... Where are you, girl? PosAsh: You're next. Annie! [Inside the cabin] Annie: No... no... Jake: Ahhhh! Annie: I'm sorry! Jake: Get me another room. Get the ax. We'll kill it when it comes back. But first, pull this damn thing out of me! Jake: Ahhh! I can't breathe, I can't breathe. Hurry! Annie: I'm trying! I'm trying!Jake: Ahhhh! Annie: Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Jake: Check outside the windows. Check the windows, he's probably right out- Ahhh! Help me! Annie: Oh God! Ahhhhh! PosAsh: Ahhhhh!! Waahahaha! Ash: No! No wait! Listen to me! I'm all right now. That thing is gone! Damn it! I said I was all right! Are you listening to me? You hear what I'm saying? I'm all right! I'm all right. Annie: OK, maybe you are. But for how long? If we're going to beat this thing, we need those pages. Ash: Then let's head down into that cellar and carve ourselves a witch. PosHen: (cackling) Hahahaha. [In the workshed] Ash: Groovy. [In the cabin]Ash: Those pages are down there somewhere. Annie: "Nos veratos alamemnon conda." Ash: (whistles) Let's go. PosHen: I'll swallow your soul. I'll swallow your soul. Annie: (singing) Hush little baby don't say a word, Mama's going to buy you a mock- mocking bird. PosHen: Hey! I'll swallow your soul! I'll swallow your soul! I'll swallow your soul!Ash: Swallow this. (BOOM) Ash: G- Annie: I only completed the first of the passages and that was to make the Evil a thing of the flesh!Ash: Finish it! Annie: There's still the second passage. The one- the one to open the rift and send the Evil back!Ash: Well start reciting it! Now! Ash: Don't look Annie! Finish the passages! Get rid of it! Ash: No!!! EvlTre: We've won. We've won. Victory is ours. Ash: You did it kid. By God- No!!!! Ahhhhh!! For God's sake! How do you stop it? [Late Medieval England]Man: Slay the beast. It is a deadite! Man: Run! Back to the castle! (BOOM) Knight: Hail he who has come from the skies to deliver us from the terrors of the deadites!Crowd: Hail! Hail! Hail! Ash: No! No! No!! No!!! No!!!! No!!!! No!!! - 2:28:39 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

Give me back my haaaaand!!! - 2:30:01 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

Beware of equating things based on the occurence of the same label. - 2:30:41 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

If you didn't already know, M&M's Chocolate Mini Baking Bits are tiny versions of the famous M&M's Chocolate Candies, "designed from the start," the M&M/Mars company tells visitors, "to meet the strict demands of your baking needs." No doubt your first question upon visiting the company's colorful site will be: "So how do you print the little "m" on each Baking Bit?" Take the online tour of the M&M's plant and you'll find out that near-complete Baking Bits, nestled in dimples on large conveyors, are branded by rubber rollers at a rate of 2.6 million Bits per hour. M&M/Mars also offers recipes and the tip that cookies cook faster on dark baking sheets. - 2:37:41 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

Ground yourself, then sit or lie on the ground. Let your mind be led to the animal. Make mind contact(it's best if you can see the animal or you are within sight of it's home). Let your mind go out and touch the other form of life. Blend with it; sense the surroundings, smell the smells; hear the sounds; be aware of the temperatures. Once you have blended, introduce yourself. - 2:47:49 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

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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. - 2:50:39 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

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By learning these meanings for ?, ?,and ? and the basic contents of each part, any person can lead any ritual, even extemporaneously. And the format is a good guide to the discipline of ritual composition, whether it be solitary, family, small group, or large celebration. It�s beauty lies in its simplicity. - 3:22:15 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

stic(k)s - 3:23:11 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

o(k) - 3:24:37 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

"I fear my ignorance of country ways hath led me into a grave error," says Mr Tawnish, with a scarce perceptible shrug of the shoulders; "upon second thoughts I grant there is about a man who can put down one throat what should suffice for six, something great." There is not a great deal of this kind of dialogue, unfortunately, but the similarity of style to Vance's dialogue in the "Cugel" books is striking. - 3:44:32 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ALL<<>> the new board is back up. Here is the link.. - 16:41:58 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:ALL. Those who can think, create. Those who can't think, spam. Spamming is the way a moron vents his frustration when asked a question he can't answer, or a fact he can't refute. To quote Shakespeare, "it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing," - 22:47:15 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:P'SAM: but which is the 'worser', a frustrated spammer or a thoughtless religious adherent? They both end the same, "signifying nothing". - 23:14:15 on 11 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:You know this guy may really suffer from a form of autism. - 2:53:00 on 12 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa:or a form of oughtta-go-jump-off-a-cliff-with-a-boulder-tied-to-his-ankle-ism - 5:29:00 on 12 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa: that's off a cliff and into a great big outrageously deep body of water of course. One with sharply pointed pebbles littering the bottom. - 5:40:26 on 12 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa:ADAM: you make a good point supporting the violent action of some anti-abortionists. I agree, if you come upon someone attacking an innocent, defenseless person and can stop the attack without harm to yourself, even if it means killing the perpetrator, you should do so. However, these militants rarely act when the "attack" is taking place (as far as I know). Let's say you know a certain person is a serial killer. You've seen him in the act of killing. Would it be legal, or right, to kill him when he's just walking down the street, minding his own business? Or walking into his office or cooking in his kitchen? Personally, I don't believe physical violence is ever right, except as self-defense against PHYSICAL violence (not PSYCHOLOGICAL), or to protect another person from an attack. So, if the person is not AT THE MOMENT attacking someone, it is not right to hurt or kill him. Simply report your knowledge to the proper authorities and let the legal system do its job. So, anti-abortionists bombing clinics and sniping doctors is wrong. Unfortunately, for them, abortion is not illegal, so reporting the "attackers" to police does them no good. But hey, they have their gods to report to, right? Also, if these anti-abortionists DID act during the "attack", they'd wind up killing the very innocent they are trying to protect, which is pretty damn stupid. So I guess, in my book, they're in a catch 22. - 6:06:10 on 12 Nov 98 GMT

Egyptian doctors have successfully completed the first penile transplant. Unfortunately, the patient's hand rejected the new organ:....... - 15:51:11 on 12 Nov 98 GMT

Adam MEIN COMFORT:Maybe Mass Murder, Meliss?�� Technically, you're making sense, but injecting law into the fray, which is interesting but clouds my point. I was not referring to legal justifications whatsoever�in fact, the majority common-law rule is an at-your-own-risk samaritanism - generally, there is no legal duty to help a drowning man, much less to intervene in an attack. I was speaking strictly of moral obligation (after all, in the absence of a church-state, all the church can offer is moral suasion against abortion. This is an important distinction, because it is in the realm of the law that the immediacy-of-the-harm factor comes into play. Morally, I see nothing wrong with killing a known murderer well after the act, although I acknowledge that this gets you into hot water with the law. Having made that point, I now progress in the course of debate in response to your post, regardless of my initial objection. Under major western religions' teachings, abortion is murder; ergo, one who conducts abortions as a matter of routine or profession is a mass murderer. Now, the analogous inquiry becomes evident: would it have been OK to assassinate Hitler when, say, he was presiding over the Berlin Olympic Games, or only when he was ordering the extermination of Jews? If you firmly believe abortion to be murder, then you necessarily must believe yourself justified to killing abortion practitioners at any time and place, to prevent an ongoing series of homicides (not legally speaking, of course). Moreover, your point about possible injury to the fetus weighs IN FAVOR of perpetrating violence away from the abortion clinic. I stand by my point�the church cannot consistently deem abortion to be murder while renouncing antiabortion violence; the two positions are logically inconsistent. - 20:28:51 on 12 Nov 98 GMT

Adam Parenthetical Guidance:I meant to close the parens above after "...suasion against abortion." Thank you. Enjoy your stay put. - 20:41:34 on 12 Nov 98 GMT

PAPASAM:ADAM, MELISSA. Abortion, disregarding the legal issue, is a purely emotional subject. I don't think anyone takes it lightly. At its best, it is not a pleasant procedure. Women don't have an abortion for fun. If a woman feels, for any reason, that she doesn't want to give birth, it should be her decision. It is none of my business. It is not your business, or that of the pope. I do not believe in forcing a woman to have an abortion. I don't believe I have the right to tell a priest to castrate himself to ensure his celibacy. On the oher hand, if he wants to do so, in accordance with the 'Lord's" word that eunuchs will get special consideration in heaven, it is his privilege. My mantra is simple. MYOB. Mind your own business. I don't care who's sleeping with whom,or what kind of sexual activities they engage in. If a person is in a hospital, dying and in pain, and wants to hasten the end of his life, he should be able to do so. Who the hell am I to tell him otherwise? No one else has the right to decide for him. MYOB. The greatest push to take away personal rights comes from the religious element. Ours is a secular neation and it is up to us to see that it remains that way. The way to do it is to insist - MYOB, NOT MINE. - 1:35:09 on 13 Nov 98 GMT

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can bring healing and will help you draw strength from its intuitive knowledge. From the interpretations of the card spreads and the animal lore given, you will gain powerful insights into your life-situation and receive positive guidance for the future. - 5:29:40 on 13 Nov 98 GMT

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But, when you say it out loud, it also sounds like "I own", at least to me. - 5:32:51 on 13 Nov 98 GMT

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(Where you live now). - 5:55:21 on 13 Nov 98 GMT

(Many of us have very vivid dreams, either about a specific place or a certain type of place --i.e. a coniferous forest, down by the seaside, etc. Put down where you think "your place in the world is" or perhaps, where your heart would call home.) - 5:56:46 on 13 Nov 98 GMT

(You might want to list your favorite type of food, your favorite "stalking" prey -- I like spammers myself -- the type of guy/girl you like to chase. What ever seems appropriate and original to you.) - 5:58:18 on 13 Nov 98 GMT

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Adam POPFLI ***: SAM: My discussion made no reference to any position on abortion rights; I merely state that the church's condemnation of antiabortion violence is logically inconsistent. Now that you bring it up, however, I will state that Roe v. Wade, which prevents states from banning or substantially restricting non-late-term abortions, is a horrendous ruling for any number of reasons (I can go on and on about that). I assume you are stating your own moral view of abortion rights, but I might quarrel with it if it is stated as a position on the law. One of the worst things about Roe was the court's finding a basis in the U.S. Constitution for preventing states from restricting abortion; I submit that there is no such constitutional basis, and that Roe should be overturned. If a state bans abortion outright, there is nothing in the Constitution to prevent it. Indeed, like the overwhelming majority of criminal law, the power to criminalize abortion should be that of the various state legislatures. If you want unrestricted abortion in your state, lobby your legislators accordingly, but you ought not have any power (other than to criticize) as to whether some other state bans abortion. All of this, keep in mind, is legal and constitutional analysis-based; my opinion on Roe (unlike almost eveyone else's) is not influenced by my personal opinion on abortion, which makes the analysis all the more valid. - 21:58:46 on 13 Nov 98 GMT

Adam with an EX POST FACTO POST: Sam-which?: Having said all that, I will chime in with my own political views to the extent of stating most definitively that I am in accord with what appears to be your doggedly libertarian outlook on things. - 22:01:31 on 13 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:ADAM. In my opinion, neither the federal government nor the individual states should pass any laws governing abortion. It is a purely a personal matter. I realize it is a different matter if someone causes a woman to abort against her will. In such a case I feel he should be charged with felonious assault with intent to kill and punished acording to the law for attempted murder (of the woman.) - 22:24:41 on 13 Nov 98 GMT

ADAM SHOULDA, COULDA?: SAMbuca: I just want to clarify; I wholeheartedly respect your opinion on what the government SHOULD (or should not) do, but I would take issue with you if you were suggesting that the government CAN'T pass laws on abortion. My conclusion with respect to the law is that, absent a constitutional amendment, a state HAS the POWER to ban abortion (currently, Roe prevents this, but I argue that Roe was an incorrect decision without constitutional support). Thus, if you believe that the government OUGHT NOT pass laws on abortion, you're free to vote and to petition your elected state representatives accordingly, as are your fellow voters who oppose abortion. Again, all this says nothing about my moral position regarding abortion; it's just law. - 22:44:24 on 13 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:ADAM: So, from your post I gather; it seems that the fed.institution now via R-v-W, are in effect doing what religious types want to do or gather to do, under the roof of a religion institution? So it is like a battle of the Greeks Titans? But for now, with secular support the gov't titan has the power of yea/nay? The religious titan, much to its chagrin does not have that power and, desires it very much? So its safe to say that the contest between these two very ancient titans, is done with the life of some few humans? The odd factor the random factor of the play, the human factor will do what it wants when it wants very much in despite of either. Do humans really want either? - 22:59:12 on 13 Nov 98 GMT

Anyone want to discuss religion? - 2:49:02 on 14 Nov 98 GMT

Depends... - 5:05:32 on 14 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa:ADAM: I thought I was speaking completely on moral grounds. Besides, Law is an extension of morality, it is meant to be, or so I thought. Law is supposed to stem from the idea that it is wrong to harm another person, and therefore is instituted to protect us from our attackers. I could make a case that a fetus could be seen as an attacker, harming the woman who carries it in some way or another (say imposing a financial burden that would make her - and itself - homeless; the emotional scars carrying a child creates if you decide to give it up for adoption, indeed the PHYSICAL scars it creates) and therefore makes it imperative that it not be allowed to gestate. But my case would be rather weak. Anyway, my point is you make an assumption about what is absolutely moral. I disagree with that assumption. You claim that a person is justified in killing a killer even if he's not in the process of killing at the time of his death. I don't agree with that. I don't think murder should be condoned in any shape or form. Self-defense, yes. Defense of someone BEING attacked, yes. Deciding its time to take out the guy while he's watching TV, no. This is WHY we institute laws, governments. To protect us, to objectively decide on fair punishment. It is why laws and government are NECESSARY, and why you cannot arbitrarily throw them out if you are going to discuss the interactions of members of a civilized society. And you MUST take that membership into consideration if you are to discuss morals. Now, if you want to talk about morals in a primitive society, where governments are NOT instituted to protect its members from one another, then sure, I can see how your distinction is valid. Concerning religions, xtianity esp., isn't one of the ten commandments thou shalt not kill? Laws and governments aside, isnt this where they get their morals? Not from you, but from their book, that tells them to turn the other cheek and let god judge? I don't recall the bible ever implying protection of the innocent. - 6:36:12 on 14 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa:ADAM: also on Roe v Wade. I don't know exactly what the ruling states or what part of the Constitution it alludes to to justify that ruling, but I would think that the whole part about the right to "life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness" would constitute justification. If a fetus endangers a pregnant womans life, it is violating her right to life, if it confines her to some duty she does not wish to undertake, it is violating her right to liberty, if it makes her unhappy to be pregnant, if it would make her happy to terminate the pregnancy, it is her right to pursue avenues that would end in that termination. Maybe I'm way off base her, and I generally wouldn't justify abortion in those terms, but they'd seem to apply as Constitutional justification, no? - 6:42:34 on 14 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa:PAPASAM: I completely agree with you, MYOB. I am not against abortion. I do think, however, it is very irresponsible to use it as a form of birthcontrol, or to wait until the pregnancy is more than 8-10 weeks along to have one. I think, if you're going to have sex, you should know beforehand whether you're going to keep the child should one . . . occur. Matter of fact, I think 8 weeks is too long, but you can't safely have an abortion before this time. And by the age of 8 weeks, the fetus's heart can be heard, its brain is developing, it has arms legs, fingers toes, eyes, and its sexual organs are nearly completely developed. It is, IMO, a sad situation. You say women don't have an abortion for fun. I know this more than YOU ever could. No, it is not fun. It is humiliating, degrading, and it creates a depression so deep inside you there is no hope of it ever being expelled. Nor should there be. - 7:01:50 on 14 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa:ADAMAGAIN: My take on why its silly for religios persons to take offense at abortion is this: They believe in a soul. So, if a fetus is aborted, there is the possibility that the soul, if it IS meant to inhabit the earthly realm, to come back in another body. Now, some religious folk don't believe in reincarnation, but, so what, the spirit still lives on, yes? As for me, I don't believe in a soul, so it's harder for me to find justification for abortion. Because: every embryo is the potential for a unique human being; each abortion is the smooting of a potential unique life; there is no coming back; it's gone, never to be reclaimed; what a horror to have existed only for a few weeks, with the glories of life unfolding before you, only to be quickly dismembered, sucked through a straw, in a matter of minutes. Religions, on the other hand, offer a way back, a second chance. I think I could personally rest a little easier if I believed the fetus I aborted's soul inhabited the son I now have, or at least resided somewhere as some form of life, if not on this earth. - 7:16:34 on 14 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:ADAM. I am not a lawyer or a legal scholar, but I am aware of the constitutiional rights of the states to pass laws. The question here is whether the state should be able to pass laws banning abortion. I do not feel the state should have that right. On what basis does that right rest? If a woman takes the morning after pill should the state be able to tell her "You can't do that!" Should the state also be able to say that a man can't have a vasectomy or a woman have her tubes tied? They can in Afghanistan but who wants to live there. We are a secular nation. If any member of a religious faction wants to live by those rules, that's their business, not mine. But they sure don't have any right to force their rules on others. In short, what a person does with his or her body is strictly their business. As far as sexual activities go, the only legal restrictions should be sex with children and rape. - 7:19:07 on 14 Nov 98 GMT

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stic(k)s - 7:23:01 on 14 Nov 98 GMT

introduce yourself - 7:23:54 on 14 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa:PS-- Sorry, I just found this interesting, and perhaps a little sad, and since we're on the subject of abortion: Did you know, that, if an ovum is fertilized too late, i.e., after it's travelled a ways down the fallopian tube, it will be spontaneously aborted. That's right, an embryo must be at a certain stage of development by the time it reaches the uterus before it will be allowed to attach to the uterine wall and develop into a fetus. So, how many potential lives have been wasted by the female body's own system just because the sperm got to the egg a little late. If only mom and dad had done it at 8 oclock instead of midnight, little johnny might have happened. I wonder if there are any religionuts out there who would get all huffy and puffy if they knew this. Maybe try and impose mandatory testing of every ovum menstruated to see if it was a fertilized egg, on its way to becoming life. - 7:24:54 on 14 Nov 98 GMT

merry meet - 13:34:12 on 14 Nov 98 GMT

James--->...All:Hello folks. I will see if I can once again talk Ron into handing the keys over to me so we can fix this spamming problem or ask him to handle it. No guarantees though. Ron is his own master. - 16:29:27 on 15 Nov 98 GMT

PASSING THROUGH...:What is the address of Man Is Man Made #2 that was advertized a month or so ago????---thanks..... - 11:28:57 on 16 Nov 98 GMT

Man is Man Made II:: - 12:14:50 on 16 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:OPEN; Well, hell the USA xtians can't kill now, and Saddam robbed WJC of a diversion. Over the past weekend I saw a tv program of some LDS folks in their holy land, searching for clues and 'understanding' of the the dead sea scrolls. Of the reading I've done, I've seen at least two writer/thinkers refer to other areas of the world where evidence of the early human forms have been found. Those areas are the gobi desert and areas of western north america. Do we dare hold in reserve that the focus of this investigation, the search for the early human, has been influenced by the church-type humans? I've read more than two or three accounts that have put forward that much of the what is now the judeoxtian creation myth has roots in India. Why not search there, too? - 15:56:59 on 16 Nov 98 GMT

Adam A-BORE-TION:OK, I don't have time now to respond to the myraid points of MelisSaMelisSam. I have to be selective here; trust that I do not duck any issues. Melissa: Indeed, I was stating my own moral views on killing killers, and I do very much disagree with you that killing is fundamentally unjustifiable except in immediate self-defense or defense of others. I did state, though, that non-defense killing would get you in trouble with the law. It goes without saying that there is great value in the rule of law and great harm in vigilantism and anarchy. If you must meld my moral stance and a legal one, I would say that I advocate CHANGES in the law to greatly expand the availability of capital punishment. Indeed, I think that the death penalty should be available---that does NOT mean implemented---for all classes of intentional violent felonies. Of course, I acknowledge that this is not the present state of the law, and that even though a revenge killing of a murderer is morally justifiable, it is not legal. And of course I'm offering no more than my own moral views; then again, I am the world's leading expert on the subject of "What I think." SAMoleons: As I said, I have many quarrels with Roe, including the fact that it froze the law in time to the technology available in 1973, and that it represented a detailed, national regime for the legality of abortion restrictions that was more akin to an elaborate statute (that is, the purview of Congress) rather than an interpretation of the law, which is the court's millieu. Let's focus on the part that WAS legal analysis, however: the court grounded restrictions on the ability of the states to restrict abortion in the "right of privacy." It is easy to point out that the constitution does not mention privacy, but that is an inadequate argument, IMHOP. The concept was first pronounced by the court in a case called Griswold v. Connecticut in the �50s. The state banned all dissemination of information concerning contraception. Dr. Griswold deliberately violated the law by providing information on contraception to married couples, so as to test the law. The court held that when you shine a light at the bill of rights as if each amendment was one in a series of iron bars, you will cast a dark shadow----or "umbra"---behind each amendment. In those shadows are the conduct that those amendments clearly are meant to protect: free speech and the press in the umbra of the 1st Amendment; the right against self-incrimination in the umbra of the 5th; etc. The court held further that, just like the light-on-the-bars analogy, there are grey areas created between the umbras---the bill of rights' PENUMBRA---of harder-to-define but nonetheless protected by the overall scheme of the bill of rights. In this penumbra was born the right of privacy, gleaned from 4 or 5 different amendments that never mention privacy specifically. I prefer to use the "intelligent alien" analogy: if you could bring down a creature from another planet that was of comparable intelligence to humans but that had no concept of our political history, and showed him the bill of rights and asked for his opinion of it, he would say that it was drafted by people deathly afraid of governmental power who sought to guarantee certain individual liberties against government abuse. Hence, it might be fair to read a general right of privacy in the various threads of specific protections. Fine for Griswold---on one side, you had the doctor-patient relationship and the married couple's right to acquire information important to their marriage. On the other, ????, except the state seeking to enforce some socio-religious status quo. What could be a clearer example of the privacy of individuals vs. big brother enforcing no specific interest. Now, on to Roe. Roe extended the privacy doctrine to the abortion context, and THAT was the big error. In abortion, unlike the facts of Griswold, there is another interest that must be balanced against the woman's privacy and doctor-patient concerns, and that I alluded to cryptically in the title of an earlier post in this thread: the "POPFLI" of the fetus. - 19:15:55 on 16 Nov 98 GMT

Adam, CONCLUDING:Now, I will acknowledge that most foes of abortion, including legislators, are driven by religious teachings that life begins at conception, and thus abortion is murder. Regardless of their undelying motivation, however, if a law restricting---or banning---abortion does so in the name of placing a certain value on the POPFLI (potentially protectable future life interest---my own coinage, with a nonsequitir baseball reference) of the fetus, a court has no constitutional grounds to undue the balance struck by the legislature. That is, the right of privacy of Griswold is undiminished, but Roe adds the POPFLI---an entirely new consideration in the analysis. Unlike Griswold, the state would not be merely enforcing some ethical code, but could claim that it had determined the POPFLI to outweigh the privacy right in some or all circumstances. For this reason, Griswold and Roe are completely distinguishable. Now I stated earlier that my legal analysis of Roe�--essentially set forth here---has nothing to do with my opinion on abortion, and that makes it all the more legitimate. Most people agree with Roe if they are pro-choice, and denounce it if they're pro-life. All I have done is to point out that Roe is wrong for telling all the states that the constitution prevents them from balancing the right of privacy against the POPFLI. I have not stated how I personally would strike that balance. If you're pro-life, you assign the POPFLI a maximum value, and cannot even allow debate over the justifiability of abortion, except perhaps if the mother's life is threatened. Conversely, if you characterize the abortion decision---as do many pro-choicers---as NOTHING MORE than a woman's decision regarding her own body, then you have tilted the playing field just as much as the pro-lifers, in the opposite direction, and cannot accept debate over the relative value of the POPFLI, which you have assigned a minimum value or, at least, a value invariably less than the woman's privacy right. I do not criticize either extreme for holding its respective position---all are entitled to opinions. I merely state that this is precisely the sort of balancing that the state legislatures are supposed to undertake, under pressure from their constituents. If you want a nationwide abortion standard, you need either federal legislation or a constitutional amendment. It was improper for the court to encroach on the states however, by harmonizing Roe with Griswold. So abortion would be unrestricted in most states, and possibly banned in several. That's called the federal system---some states don't tax income, some do. Some states have "Megan's Laws"; some don't. If you don't like what your state lawmakers do, vote them the hell out. And I still haven't offered my position on abortion, specifically to distill the legal argument. - 19:39:17 on 16 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:ADAM; An interesting portrayal of the possibly so interested partys. If only we all had legal teaching, then unlike the religious adherents 'we' would not need lawyers, like the 'ra' types need a godthing. Except for the hurdle it is what or rather where would law procedure end up? Isn't it strange how the control of people comes to the point of who 'knows', be it law or some kind of religious authority? - 20:29:19 on 16 Nov 98 GMT

ADAM The law is an ASSCH:Calling all Carls******* You will not get any argument from me regarding the unnecessary complexity and esoteric nature of the law, most particularly the confounding procedural rules that make access to the courts---presumably, a basic right of citizenship---illusory for the layperson. I am litigating a matter in small-claims court in Manhattan at present, and I cannot convey to you how little help pro se parties get from anyone, and in NYC, a large corporate opponent will have counsel. In my case, Viacom elected to play hardball with the wrong mutha fucka over an $1100 claim, and I have beaten their counsel on two consecutive motions to dismiss for lack of jurisdiction. Without my legal education, ability to do some online research, and the benefit of being a real sonofabitch when I want to, they would have gotten the matter dismissed in city court, forcing the tiny claim into the US Court for the Southern District of New York, where the procedure is even more arcane and the process more costly and slow-moving. That is, I suggest that their scumbag sheister tactics would have made most plaintiffs simply give up, and that I find most distressing. As for constitutional law, the complexity arises from the extraordinary simplicity of the US Constitution, which lays out only the most general principles, leaving individual disputes to drive a wealth of judicial interpretation. Thus, it's one thing to say that no one shall be deprived of due process of law, but quite another to say how much and what type of process is due in a certain factual situation. I must take issue, also, with the analogy to church and law. Although I recognize the clubby keeper-of-knowledge similarity, there's a big difference: our law is man-made, based on evolving but ancient principles of what is just for society and individuals, whereas religion is grounded in a bunch of folk myths and superstition. Also, religion tries to hold the line on human intellectual progress, despite contrary evidence, to where it was thousands of years ago. The law moves sluggishly, to be sure, but eventually adapts (e.g the flurry of Net-related statutes we see now). - 21:56:03 on 16 Nov 98 GMT

Ricky:abortion is wrong, its murder and its a sin! - 2:11:00 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:ADAM. I still feel that no law should be passed by either the state or federal government banning abortion. It is a complicated as well as an emotional subject. An abortion after the first trimester is certainly different from using the morning after pill. Who but a religious fanatic could object to the morning after pill? Prevention is the best way to avoid unwanted pregnancies, yet the same fanatics oppose sex education, claiming it would encourage sexual activity among the young. Children are naturally curious about sex. Young boys get erections even before puberty and learn to masturbate very quickly, wihout the benefit of sex education. There is nothing dirty or obscene about sex. It is a natural and necessary function. It is obscene only in the eyes of religious fanatics who want o control every aspect of human life. - 4:43:26 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:RICKY. IF YOU ARE OPPOSED TO ABORTION, DON'T GET ONE. - 4:45:17 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Let him magnify Truth, it will magnify him. Let him strenghen Truth, it will strengthen him. Let him guard Truth, it will guard him. Let him exalt Truth, it will exalt him. For so long as he guards Truth, good shall not fail him and his rule shall not perish. For it is through the ruler's Truth that great tribes are governed. Through the ruler's Truth massive mortalities are averted from men. Through the ruler's Truth mighty battalions [of enemies] are drawn back into enemy territory. Through the ruler's Truth all the land is fruitful and childbirth worthy. Through the ruler's Truth there is abundance of tall corn. - 8:37:07 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ALL <<>> tired of spam, want to discuss without moronic teemage druids spamming the page. Come to MIMM2 and enjoy spam free discussion. If you do not enjoy threaded message boards, give it a swing anyway, you may find you enjoy it. :P - 14:26:21 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Adam COUSIN ITS:Roe v. Ricky: Although we all make typos here and there, I want to point out that you're using the wrong "its." Without the apostrophe, the word is possessive (its distinctive color, its surprising outcome); if you want to contract "it is," you must use "it's." - 18:18:41 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Adam Truth be None ��:To the anonymous Truth Fairy, supra, 4 posts: Let him take Truth Serum, it will serum him. Let him appear on "To Tell the Truth," and Arlene will pass to him. Let him play Truth or dare, go ahead, I dare him. So let him go on a journey for Truth, and he will be called So, Journer Truth? Let him find the impact and wisdom of Truth, and he will avoid the pain of an impacted wisdom Truth. OK, denizens, I appear to have regressed from intellectual mode to campy mode (� la mode). - 18:26:37 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Adam CORN DOG:"Abundance of tall corn"? What the fuck is that? Marlene, do you have anything to do with this? Is it a part of "Field of Dreams" that I missed? - 18:30:38 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

You can find the way to come into your power by marrying your strength with your intuition. Integrating your primal power with your intuition means uniting your star-power with your animal-power --(-)Goblins of surcease, villains of wise. They pranced your brain all through the long long night. Sir Rastus Bear who'd ever believe You'd be by a song redeemed? Chosen reversed, the bear card gives a clear warning that you must take care not to be overwhelmed by the ferocious mother, by the berserk warrior - by forces of anger and primal ferocity that, untempered with the human qualities of compassion and reason, can damage not only your own life, but those of others around you. Art brings a strong presence and great reserves of power, and with perseverance you will be able to integrate your spiritual, intuitive qualities with your primal, instinctual qualities. - 18:32:41 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

ADAM I AM:Steven hears The Who: I will not give that page a swing; I hate the threaded message thing. I will not click upon your links; the nouveau format freakin' stinks! Not if that page were pink and green, not if it pops up on my screen. I am not hurt by mindless spam, for I can take it. A-DAM I AM! - 18:37:02 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Adam THE DRUID CAREY SHOW:Funny, you don't LOOK Druish! - 18:42:06 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

ADAM I KNEW IT!:Let's face it: The Druids blew it! - 18:44:53 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:Halcyonic days; o'the days o'campfires and the twitter o'babes and the ebb of flow o'mothers voicing their concerns o'love and hurt, o'we pause and let the cool air flow about us as it conveys too the rhythmic babble of the creek waters coursing o'er the rocks and aroun'willow roots, o'and the birds atop the rising fir and among the needly pines trees, calling out as if in the joy o'life or as tho'they called to the wispy and billowing clouds o'so high and away, the dark blue o'the skies beyond the coalesced atmosphere, is it the ceiling o'the tree peoples o'the unknown for which their spirits yearn, but alas, hollywood hogan won't yet go there and let goldberg bask in the glory and in the money money money. - 18:46:04 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

amergin - 18:57:38 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

amergin - 18:57:51 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

axungia Solis - 18:59:09 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

@@@:Plot Summary for Looker (1981)*** A plastic surgeon gets suspicious when models he has operated on begin to die in mysterious ways. With the help of Cindy, the next in line to be killed, he traces the deaths to a mysterious corporation which develops new technologies!!! - 19:16:00 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

IB. SOLAR ACTIVITY FORECAST: SOLAR ACTIVITY IS EXPECTED TO BE LOW. IIA. GEOPHYSICAL ACTIVITY SUMMARY FROM 15/2100Z TO 16/2100Z: THE GEOMAGNETIC FIELD WAS QUIET TO UNSETTLED. THE GT 10 MEV PROTON EVENT ENDED AT 16/0955Z WITH A MAXIUM OF 300 PFU OBSERVED AT14/1245Z. IIB. GEOPHYSICAL ACTIVITY FORECAST: THE GEOMAGNETIC FIELD IS EXPECTED TO BE UNSETTLED FOR THE NEXT THREE DAYS, WITH MINOR STORM CONDITIONS POSSIBLE AT HIGH LATITUDES THE SECOND AND THIRD DAY DUE TO A RECURRENT PATTERN OF A NORTHERN POLAR CORONAL HOLE. III. EVENT PROBABILITIES 17 NOV-19 NOVCLASS M 10/10/10CLASS X 01/01/01 PROTON 01/01/01PCAF GREENIV. PENTICTON 10.7 CM FLUX OBSERVED 16 NOV 125PREDICTED 17 NOV-19 NOV 120/120/115 90 DAY MEAN 16 NOV 132V. GEOMAGNETIC A INDICES OBSERVED AFR/AP 15 NOV 005/010ESTIMATED AFR/AP 16 NOV 008/009 PREDICTED AFR/AP 17 NOV-19 NOV 010/012-015/030-015/045 VI. GEOMAGNETIC ACTIVITY PROBABILITIES 17 NOV-19 NOVA. MIDDLE LATITUDES ACTIVE 15/25/25MINOR STORM 05/15/15 MAJOR-SEVERE STORM 01/01/01B. HIGH LATITUDESACTIVE 25/35/35 MINOR STORM 10/15/15MAJOR-SEVERE STORM 01/05/05 - 19:22:10 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Adam OH, GOD!:Does anyone know where god is lately? I've been meaning to kick His ass. - 19:44:54 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

which uses particular methods for finding hidden things - whether they be 'intangibles' such as future events or 'tangibles' such as water or metal; and prophecy - which needs no outer methods - 20:34:09 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Ms. Schwan:ADAM, I will tell you dis ting..Nooooooo! I don ting my fren Marlene had anyting to with Mr. Green Gi Ant and I still ting the druid..heee looka likea ding. - 20:37:21 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

God::Adam, you can't even kick your own ass!!!! hahah! MYOB! - 20:38:24 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Michael would come into harbour to the place and at the time most appropriate to him. He would certainly realize his goals and find his whole life renewed if he was able to find the necessary balance. The last two cards reinforced each other, suggesting that he should consider new art projects practically as a means of earning money, but not neglecting to address the deeper needs of his creativity. - 20:44:18 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

colebreni - 21:00:52 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Adam Rough & Truthless ��:As for the anonymous truth fairy, I refer the right honorable gentleman to the very funny reply I gave some moments ago. As for god, why would I want to kick my own ass? You know, god, for a purportedly omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent mythical being, you are one STUPID mother fucker! If you were existent, I bet I'd kick your ass in Jeopardy (unless they pick New Testament or some other bullshit category like that). - 21:07:59 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

lin(k)s give it a swing anyway, you may find there is SPAS DOBHRISTE here to reunion see cait shith - 21:13:43 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Adam AS HIGH AS AN ELEPHANT'S I ��:Marlene: Is your so-called Corny tall? How about abundant? I will say this: the ruler's truth cannot possibly yield any information on tall corn. Typically, that which we call a ruler rarely exceeds 24". Even a yardstick's truth falls short of tall corn. I would suggest to the wacky Truth Fairy that a good, locking tape measure would be in order. Then again, trigonometry's truth would work just peachy. I ask you: is the ruler's truth Nebraska or something? In field of dreams, Kevin Costner's dad thought Iowa was heaven. Is that your point? - 21:14:53 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

The red berries were historically used to lure birds into traps, and the specific epithet aucuparia comes from words meaning "to catch a bird". Birds are also responsible for dispersing the seeds. Rowans thrive in poor soils and colonize disturbed areas. - 21:26:25 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

something rEMAINS thank you:Note that as a triangle grows in size, its angles remain the same and its sides retain their proportionality. That is, the rATIO of any two sides will be unchanged. - 21:39:15 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Thorn, direct attack - 21:42:25 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

@@@:What happens to Dogs Chasing Fairies*** Fairies and Horses*** Fairies and the Handmill*** Fairies and Oatmeal*** Fairies and "Iron"*** Name of the Deity*** - 21:49:55 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

God my son::Lawyers don't care who's ass they kick, so why not your own? You sniveling lawyer twit-to-wit; If you continue with your idle illusions of "kickin' my ass," I will Adam-morphosize you into one-busy, one-legged, man, at an ASS-KICKING contest�hahahaha! - 21:53:11 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

God my son,:Lawyers don't care who's ass they kick, so why not your own? You sniveling lawyer twit-to-wit; If you continue with your idle illusions of "kickin' my ass," I will Adam-morphosize you into one-busy, one-legged, man, at an ASS-KICKING contest�hahahaha! - 21:53:44 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

God::Lawyers don't care who's ass they kick, so why not your own? You sniveling lawyer twit-to-wit; If you continue with your idle illusions of "kickin' my ass," I will Adam-morphosize you into one-busy, one-legged, man, at an ASS-KICKING contest�hahahaha! - 21:54:07 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Michael would come into harbour to the place and at the time most appropriate to him. He would certainly rEALIZE his goals and find his whole life renewed if he was able to find the necessary balance. The last two cards reinforced each other, suggesting that he should consider new art projects practically as a means of earning money, but not neglecting to address the deeper needs of his creativity. - 21:56:05 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Joseph Campbell --- Masks of God - 22:10:30 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Adam GOD SUX ��:Oh Goofygod: First, I am not a lawyer; I am a newspaper editor. Of course, you ought to know that. Thou art a blessed schmuck! Second, go ahead and do whatever you threaten here---of course, the fact that nothing will happen to me will prove your impotence, and thus I will have kicked god's ass once again. Lord have Mercedes! - 22:11:51 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

Well, if you're being chased by an invisible evil thing that sounds suspiciously like a motorcycle, the best thing you can do is go careening through the woods, triping over as many roots and tree stumps as possible. It is absolutely VITAL that you find a stagnant body of water to fall in. Continue running until you find a windmill or the foley artist runs out of gas. The proper means of dealing with a deadite is to stop running, (the shemps are just large puppets, and so have a hard time catching up), turn, and fire up the ol' chainsaw. Beware of animated hands. Wear eye protection. Alternate methods of disposal include: shotgun blasts, propeller blades, crushing them under large rocks, and setting fire to their face. Remember: light deadite and get away. Never hesitate to take a deadite on totally unarmed. Despite being undead and immune to most forms of physical damage, a right hook works surprisingly well on them. Remember to use all the moves you learned from watching late- night Stooge marathons. Watch out, because the deadites have watched the same movies. Always have a catch-phrase handy for difficult situations.*** Return to the Bruce Campbell Page - 22:19:20 on 17 Nov 98 GMT

GOOD GOD, I AM::I knew you were an editor; I did, I did, haha! Your Supercilious, GOD defying, ASS-kicking, Verbosity, did not belie the yellow-belly misguided heathen editor that you REALLY are, ha! And YOU are living proof of my potency. You kick AT my ASS; SO THEREFORE, I AM!!!! The lies that flow from your mouth stand naked before my TRUTH, so bow down. When are you going to capitulate my son and turn from your misguided Shoe-followings??? - 2:28:39 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

required his victims to be drown in sacred wells or pools which figured strongly among the Celts. In such receptacles were often offered expensive weapons and ornaments to the gods. - 4:26:12 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

Others call them head-hunters in a derogatory sense - 4:31:43 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

cupel - 4:34:09 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

Yahwah, the one and only:KNOW ALL BY THESE PRESENTS: Beware the imposters who take my name in vain for lo, I will turn my wrath upon them. I would strike them dumb, but they are already dumb. I would fill them with bile, but they are already full of shit. I will maketh their pants to fall down below their knees, so that Adam can plant his shoe encased foot firmly in their bottoms. And lo, if Adam hits a little off center, he will still be kicking an asshole. For I have written, it is better to favor an infidel than an imposter of god. - 7:43:32 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

GOD NOSE AN IMPOSTER::Yahwah, Cowa-dunga! The only pants that have fallen my son, to be filled with gratuitous bile, is YOURS; as you stand-ith in the pastoral valley upon your favorite stump; for LOVE you KNOW NOT!!!! For you have NO dominion over the earth; NOT even the HERDS will HEAR your desperate plea for LOVE and ACCEPTANCE. Yes, clean up you act my son and come down from your lofty position, so the world can greet you with A-Horn-of-Plenty, hahahaha - 14:31:51 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

bonding ritual--- will he finish what he begins - 18:08:53 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

will - 18:09:52 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

Horn--(-) - 18:10:47 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

GOD, I HAVE INDIGESTION::ADAM, You are the GENEsis of my creation and in YOU, I am well pleased. I do, however, understand your aversion to RIBbing, for the dawn of your EVE; but your predilection for Kicking my ass, MUST STOP! I must also advise that this "ASS-Kicking" fixation you have will NOT BRING YOU HAPPINESS!!! You have heard it said by those before that, "Thou shall have NO other ASS's before you," "HE who KICKS you on ONE CHEEK, turn to him also the OTHER CHEEK," "A LIE for a LIE, and a TRUTH for a TRUTH;" But, from my vantage within and without this NAKED singularity of CREATION I must say, "BARE-LY, BARE-LY, I say unto you: KICK NO ASS before it's time; DO NOT KICK THY BROTHER'S ASS, UNTIL YOU CAN FIRST KICK YOU OWN!" Or as my brethren here have so wisely said, MYOB, hahahahaha, BURP! - 18:56:40 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

Adam GOD is MAN'S MAID ��: How odd, god! You want capitulation? Then make me, you pansy-ass yellow-bellied limp-wristed sorry excuse for a deity wussbag! How is it that you can kill 7000 people in Central America but can't inbue me with your Word? You suck! You're worse than the Eagles offense (9.2 points per game-ugh!). How can you allow pistol-shooting and curling to be olympic sports? Can't you make linguists come up with a better word for a narrow strip of land between two bodies of water than "isthmus"? If you truly are omnipotent, then make my lotto numbers come up tonight, and I'll be your servant forever! - 19:39:13 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

GOD, I'M GREAT::ADAM, hahaha, Cute! You once-again validated my existence; THANK YOU, for I am within your mind once again, as most GOD's are with most MEN's. And now that you have me in mind and are asking for more team points; support a REAL team---KISSMYASS hahahaha!!!! Call me anything you want, but I'm not a WUSSEY GOD, I'm NOT, I'm NOT, I'm NOOOOOT!!! Please don't call me that again Adam, it hurts! I am YOU, and YOU are ME---THERE ARE NO FORKS IN OUR TREE. You GOTta LOTto learn about the things you like to sperm. Capitulation is the KEY, for you will never win the LOT-tery�.good day! - 22:21:37 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

Adam GOD IS A BIRD BRAIN iiiii :Of course, a real god would know that I could care less how many points the Eagles score, as I am, in fact, a Falcons fan. So I flip wussy god the bird before I go home. See y'all tomorrow on La Page Aux Folles. - 23:31:23 on 18 Nov 98 GMT

Instead they were denoted by the vowel combinations - 9:16:52 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

Liondmar - 9:57:10 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

achaini - 9:57:57 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

GUT YA?...:http://www.calvin.edu/cas/gpa/goeb1.htm - 12:23:07 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ADAM <<<>>> are you having a spam contest with the teenage druid? hehe, at least your posts are funny. MIMM2..... - 13:58:00 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:OPEN: One of the foremost issues I've held dear, as the druidish like posts here exemplify, concerned the word "faith". I disliked and have always been uncomfortable with it being easily 'given to' religious connotations. I am reading "The Human Nature; A Marxian view" and encountered the word "FIDEISM". Upon looking up its definition, I became quite comfortable with what the religious mind does. I don't approve of their position, but I do see an account for their preferred ignorance; like the druidish thing here, that I now can see clearer. - 17:04:32 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

KIX 9oz LUCKY CHARMS 14oz OATMEAL CRISP-ALMOND 17.5oz - 18:18:42 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

@@@:What happens to Dogs Chasing Fairies*** Fairies and Horses*** Fairies and the Handmill*** Fairies and Oatmeal*** Fairies and "Iron"*** Name of the Deity*** - 18:19:31 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

achaini - 18:20:16 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

Well I've opened up my veins too many times... And the poison's in my heart and in my mind... Poison's in my bloodstream, poison's in my pride... I'm after rebellion, I'll settle for lies... Is it any wonder that my mind's on fire... Imprisoned by the thoughts of what you do... Is it any wonder that the joke's an iron... And the jokes on you... Experiments that failed too many times... Transformations that were too hard to find... Poison's in my bloodstream, poison's in my pride... I'm after rebellion, I'll settle for lies... Yes I know the secrets of the iron and mind... They're trinity acts a mineral fire... Yes I know the secrets of the circuitry mind... It's a flaming wonder telepath... Well I've opened up my veins too many times... And the poison's in my heart and in my mind... Poison's in my bloodstream, poison's in my pride... I'm after rebellion, I'll settle for lies... Is it any wonder that my mind's on fire... Imprisoned by the thoughts of what you do... Is it any wonder that the joke's an iron... And the jokes on you... - 18:28:14 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

Art brings a strong presence and great reserves of power, and with perseverance you will be able to integrate your spiritual, intuitive qualities with your primal, instinctual qualities. - 18:31:40 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

give it a swing anyway --(-) - 18:32:38 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

give it a swing anyway --(-) integrating your primal power with your intuition means uniting your star--(-)power with your animal--(-)power - 18:34:24 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

give it a swing anyway for s is a fricative consonant with bearskins often being worn - 18:38:15 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

and my compass... you just never know when you might need to know where due North is! ... achaini ... - 18:46:08 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

Joette:ADAM..thank you for the prizes...I shall cherish them always! - 19:06:10 on 19 Nov 98 GMT

GOD DARN-IT::Adam, You are totally distasteful and nothing more than a petulant child; I knew you would, once again, disobey my asking, and call me a "wuss." You have not changed, at all, since the "fruit" experiment. That "ribbing" experiment, to provide you a helpmate, has made you disobedient, insolent, and VERY disrespectful!!!! And don't flip me any Foul-cons either; I never meant for that team to get-off-the-ground. By the way, should I have made the Beer and Dog first? - 1:00:20 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa:You know, Dog is god spelled backwards, and Yahweh doesn't even know how to spell its own name. Omnipotent my deriere. You, Yahwah, are obviously the imposter, or god isn't the perfect being it claims to be. - 4:58:23 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa -- in response to Adam's comment on MMM2:As a matter of fact I did make that point here on this page. And concerning your assertion that non-violent Christians are hypocrites: Perhaps I misunderstood, but I recall you stating that you think it right to kill a known murderer or attacker to protect an innocent life. I do realize that your claim that they are hypocrites is based on your assumption that they also think it is right to protect an innocent life from attack with brute force if necessary, so killing an abortion doctor should be ok according to those morals. What I meant When I said "The non-violent Xtians may go against ADAM's morals, but do they really go against their own?", I was merely questioning your assumption of their morals. And I don't think I was wrong in saying they go against your morals, since you stated you believed an innocent life should be protected by any means possible (and I was being very general in that remark. I was not implying that you condone abortion clinic bombings or the murder of abortion doctors. You made it clear that you don't oppose abortion). So, was I wrong? They do go against your moral, i.e., one must protect an innocent life even if by violent means, if they consider the unborn to be an innocent life and oppose the protection of it by violent means. - 5:16:34 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

Llad dafad dall - 7:45:35 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

[Alpha]-Lactalbumin, a small calcium-binding protein, forms an equilibrium molten globule state under a variety of conditions. A set of four peptides designed to probe the role of local interactions and the role of potential long-range interactions in stabilizing the molten globule of [Alpha]-lactalbumin has been prepared. - 7:54:26 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

rumpots - 7:56:22 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

Pryd wyt ti'n cael bwyd? - 18:31:45 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

'i demand i' not - 18:35:44 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

He buckled on the old pipes, and he played melodious music, and from that day till the day of his death, there was never a piper in the county Galway as good as he was. - 19:10:53 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

luis - 19:14:58 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

a thank you they dislike - 19:21:34 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

Is it any wonder that the joke's an iron... - 19:23:41 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

the door - 19:24:12 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

m�r - 19:26:56 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

more - 19:27:29 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

George Edward Moore - 19:28:34 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

Cynic:Vein Opener. If you had done it right the first time you wouldn't have needed any subsequent tries. Can't you do anything right? - 22:08:15 on 20 Nov 98 GMT

Try not. Do. Or do not. There is no try. - 5:21:52 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

the tenets of total tolerance of deity and, again, weaving ancestors with the spirits of place - 6:31:47 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

honeyed cake - 6:32:41 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

@@@:What happens to Dogs Chasing Fairies*** Fairies and Horses*** Fairies and the Handmill*** Fairies and Oatmeal*** Fairies and "Iron"*** Name of the Deity*** - 6:57:09 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

Is it any wonder that the joke's an iron... - 6:57:51 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

beu - 7:01:28 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

the blackberries are no longer wholesome, - 7:08:19 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

Viking:DRUIDS. Druids, Shmooids. Who cares? Go peddle your oak trees somewhere else. Thor can split your biggest oak with one thunderbolt. - 7:11:11 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

"You miss your night-man?" - 7:28:28 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

glamour - 7:29:15 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

Mmm. Take you to him, I will. Yes, yes. But now, we must eat. Come. Good food. Come. - 7:56:31 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

Yesss - 7:57:00 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

Pryd wyt ti'n cael bwyd? - 7:57:43 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

EX_ATHEIST:>>>>> "The plainest evidence of man's total depravity is seen in the many vile and heinous acts being committed in america and the world community. But like atheists who deny the overwhelming proof of the existence of God, man denies his total depravity in the face of overwhelming proof" (R.T.Lee) - 12:47:26 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

GOD, I FEEL GOOF TODAY::So you do not rebuke me, as Adam, my son RTL; and you do not demand overwhelming proof if my existence? For as you recognize me my existence is validated; and thus manifest, within your higher mind level of thoughts and conscience. Thank ME, someone see's my TRUTH's, and believes on ME. BAREly, BAREly, I say unto you, "Yea must keep my commandments." The one I most cherish is, "Thou shall worship no other ASS's before you." Also, as one of our brethren here has so wisely stated, MYOB (Mind Your Own Business); I might add that before the B came the A, and thou should thus MYOAss; for the Ass you save, may be your own! A close compliment, and second on my list of important commandants is, "Thou shall not kick thy brothers ASS, until you can first kick your OWN!" I'm not sure my son Adam has "bought into" this concept yet; maybe you will have a more intimate and faithful understanding RTL? I hope you will agree that the breaking of these two commandants has caused more suffering in the world than even I could have ever envisioned! Welcome, RTL! - 14:22:39 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:FAIRIE LOVER. Why don't you join Peter Pan and fly over to Never-Never land. Stand on the roof of a high building, repeat "I can fly, I can fly" a few times and go for it. But first, make sure your life insurance premiums have been paid. - 21:20:30 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:EXATHEIST aka as the liar who CLAIMS to have been an atheist. Why don't you move to Afghanistan? You would feel right at home there. Of course, you might object to changing your religion, but you'd be surprized how easy it is to convert to the true faith once they chop off your hand. Or start a new theocracy of your own. You could check out some old museums and find out how to make new models of the old conversion apparatus. Just imagine! A rack, a thumbscrew and an Iron Lady you could call your own and use for the greater glory of god! - 21:35:35 on 21 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:EXATHEIST/R.T.LEE Speaking of depravity only a depraved person would take a child's life, right? So when your god , according to your bible, flooded the world, drowning all people except Noah and his family, killed millions of kids, including toddlers, clutching their mothers' hands, babes suckling at their mothers' breasts and fetuses in the womb, what would you call him? A DEPRAVED god. Yet you worship the murderous evil-doer. You should be ashamed of yourself!!! What do you have to say about that, Mr. defender of the faith? - 6:46:33 on 22 Nov 98 GMT

PASSING THROUGH TO ALL...give this guy a serve...:http://users.interact.net.au/~ppjl/ - 12:15:28 on 22 Nov 98 GMT

Einstein's ideas have lost none of their power since their first enunciation more than half a century ago. They have given the physical sciences the impetus which has liberated them from outdated philosophical doctrine and made them one of the decisive factors in the modern world of man. - 0:22:29 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

stichomancy - 0:23:18 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

the taoist said impetus - 0:24:45 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

I am wondering, why are you here? ,IOUN stones, --> - 0:30:13 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Pryd wyt ti'n cael bwyd? - 0:31:59 on 23 Nov 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? - 0:46:56 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Stir a horse or sheaf of thine - 0:51:18 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

I thought the movie was good in the sense that it was only a movie, but i think that it also showed that magic(k) is nothing to mess around with unless you know what you are doing. but i enjoyed watching it anyways . - 0:57:04 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

In short, the faults chiefly condemned by them are undue curiosity, meanness, sluttishness, illtemper and bad manners. - 1:10:46 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

And see you, after rain, the traceOf mound and ditch and wall? O that was a Legion's camping-place,When Caesar sailed from Gaul! - 1:18:27 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

the trace of mound - 1:19:11 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

luis - 1:20:31 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Poetry lover:POETRY CUT AND PASTER. Who's work are you plagiarising? - 2:03:17 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Of Michael Myers is actually about is anybody's guess; we started to nod off around the time a couple of characters start talking about Druid curses. - 17:19:03 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

beu - 17:19:48 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

The story begins with a philosophical discussion about how science (especially phrenology) understands human beings. It is the narrator's contention that science develops a priori. One first decides on the basic needs of humankind, then ascribes to certain organs the role of satisfying those needs. The narrator thinks this is backwards: "It would have been wiser, it would have been safer to classify . . . upon the basis of what man usually or occasionally did, and was always occasionally doing, rather than upon the basis of what we took for granted the ??? intended him to do." - 17:24:45 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

I had seen alot of peek-a-boo type movement around my place for some time. - 17:47:18 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

sit where the cat sits - 17:48:06 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

peek-a-boo - 17:48:40 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Mmm. Take you to him, I will. Yes, yes. But now, we must eat. Come. Good food. Come. - 17:49:50 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Power Man/Iron Fist/ 51-53/ - 17:59:05 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

peek-a-boo - 17:59:48 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ALL, ANY, ADAM (....:P...) i you are sick of teenage mindless spam! Come visit the offspring of this web page MIMM2, hehe, no spam tolerated and free discussion. - 18:54:00 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Adam BACK w/ a HACK ��:Howdy, all. I'm back after a long weekend serving as a NYC tour guide for my ex-from-Texas. Have not had a chance to retrocheck old posts. Also got myself a nice little upper respiratory inflammation. UGH - 21:34:57 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Adam MATERIALITY:The road less raveled. Steven: I'm sorry, but I find the threaded discussion a most material flaw in the format. It takes an inordinate amount of time and effort to examine and then reply to one post at a time, plus all the back-button stuff, which goes to the very fabric of an open discussion page. O, what a tangled Web page! Darn it, I'd be the last one to needle the new page, but a stich in time saves mine sanity! - 21:47:33 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Adam WHAT A HOSER! ��:Please note that I did not resort to the bad punnage of "The new page just plain SOCKS!" I have a little bit of decorum, you know. - 21:50:12 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ADAM <<>> I agree with you to a point. This format is easier on the eyes etc. etc. However, anything is better than having someone intentionally SPAM a site because they do not agree with the message board, or atheism. I would give anything to be able to admin this site, or anyone admin the site that was a regular poster. The way it is currently sucks, and I would rather deal with a threaded format and still discuss issues with regulars without having to scroll through thousands of lines of complete bullshit. Everyone that used to post here, posts on the threaded page, and posting and reading from MARLENE, JOETTE, CARL, GRANT, MELISSA etc. is where my enjoyment lies. If all of these people stopped posting I would find a different place to discuss things with a heavy heart. ADAM, although I don't agree with everything you say, I value your ideas and input (especially the schtuff about kicking gods ass, rofl!). Anyway, if you can tolerate a pain in the ass threaded message board then all of us would be more than happy if you visited occasionally. If RON or whomever gets off their ass and finally admin's this board then I would shut down MIMM2 in a heart beat. - 21:58:20 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ADAM <<<>> please excuse the horrible spelling! sheeesh - 22:00:05 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:STEVEN- Yup! I agree with it all. I personally love the layout of this page. If only one could get the plan of it??? I don't know what hole Ron has fallen in?? I wasn't going to post again on this page but I do read it and I just had to comment. - 22:59:42 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:STEVEN\ADAM; While I for one can simply see the + points of the original man is... site, these virus type posters really ruin the good thing it is. Obviously "they" enjoy the disruption and annoyance of their doings, and if they are xtians or the druid thing, they may have the mentality to do "all" they can to ruin and prevent this group- that we are, from communing. Is it a thing of will power? - 23:09:30 on 23 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:ALL. Personally, I'll be damned if I let those spammming holy rollers kick me out of what I consider my site. They can suck jesus' ass and vice cersa all they like. The druids can talk to their oak trees all they like and the oak trees can talk back. The other wackos can whack each other off. No matter how much and how often those weirdos spam our site in honor of some deity it won't change the simple fact . "There ain't no such animal." - 3:49:10 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

(s)pam - 6:04:02 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

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(s)croll - 6:21:31 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

(s)hut - 6:22:46 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

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bea - 6:29:03 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

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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... - 6:36:53 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Poppies - 6:43:16 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Mudhole? Slimy? My home this is! - 6:55:38 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

I am wondering, why are you here? - 6:58:20 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

That is why you fail. - 6:59:46 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

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Quhair Venus anis gettis - 7:39:05 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

white henne - 7:43:35 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

precipitate??? - 7:46:54 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

TO THE DRUID IDIOT :FROM 06.03 to 06.44 - that's 41 minutes of you life spent cutting and pasting the same message!!! I hope you are exited, as everybody else is booooored to tears..... - 11:59:19 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ALL <<>> If you visit regularly then you know that this site is being SPAMED and more or less is useless. Please come by the offspring of this site MIMM2 if you can stomach a threaded message board. :] - 13:57:11 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

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How's that feel Druid? - 15:36:46 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Feels good from here - 15:37:13 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Anselm:Has there been a takeover??? Have the atheists been driven out of their village by marauding pagans? Tragic. - 15:48:01 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Grant:ANSELM-- Your unchecked empathy is pretty touching. But fear not. All is not lost. There is a fortified villiage for such trying times. Click on Steven's link above if you want to check out the new digs. - 16:13:08 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:ANSELM; The pagans you seek are here yet, they don't offer prayer and their hearts to your godthing instead, they talk to trees? - 16:43:21 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ALL, ANSELM <<>> here is the link to MIMM2, enjoy.... - 19:40:48 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

RON...--->ALL...:Hello fellow humans. It's been a very long time. Much has happened. - 21:06:28 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:RON: how r u? - 21:53:53 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:ANSELM: If you are there yet, why are you not going after these druids or whatever they are? Up to now their inscriptions have been seen to have no references to your godthing, and forget about his kid jc. You oughta'be quotin'and pastin to your hearts delight just as before. Thats if you are convinced and an honest adherent of your godthing and that it is good for one and all, who aren't yet directly involved with your godthing. Why don't you do your thing now? - 22:31:08 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Talitha:Hello? - 23:51:12 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Is anybody out there? - 23:52:27 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:T': howdi! - 23:58:42 on 24 Nov 98 GMT

PETER:Anselm--Drop dead, you fuck - 5:26:17 on 25 Nov 98 GMT

PETER:Stevie, the pit-bull.....words cannot describe my contempt for that format. But I appreciate your efforts attempting to illeviate an annoying situation. - 5:29:16 on 25 Nov 98 GMT

GRIPPING STUFF......:How's that feel Druid? - 15:36:46 on 24 Nov 98 GMT Feels good from here - 15:37:13 on 24 Nov 98 GMT - 12:59:48 on 25 Nov 98 GMT

RON...--->Carl...:I am better now, thanks. I've had a difficult time with my emotions. How are you? Who is left? - 14:06:08 on 25 Nov 98 GMT

RON...--->PETER...:My friend, I see you are feeling better. How's life with you? - 14:07:51 on 25 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:RON: Greetings and salutations, I'm healthy and doing well now. Sorry to see that your travails shadow you yet. Who is left? Most are here, but in passing. As one would expect, there are those of us who comeback to the home aviary, to see what has become of the nest we knew. The spammers have had their way and ruined its comforts and such. As you've noted, STEVEN flew off and set up another talk site. Its different but we can, in other ways, commune there. How do you think o'things nowadays? - 16:11:24 on 25 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :RON <<>> have you blocked the spammers IP? Or contacted the spammers ISP to let them know of the jerk spammer? - 18:21:30 on 25 Nov 98 GMT

RON...--->Steven...:I have not blocked anyone yet...to be honest I've not kept up with this site at all for months. I'm coming out of a very dark phase of depression. Please forgive me...So, you have you're own site? Exciting!!! Please send me the URL. I will share the code of this site with you if you'd like. I've missed you all very much. Looking forward to Thanksgiving? I am. I'll be alone (thank me!) and should have a lazy day of peace and quiet. Thanksgiving is a wonderful time of reflection...to realize humans could create a holiday without an omnipotent force behind our meanings and lives. Oh Joy!!! - 19:55:32 on 25 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :RON <<>> the new page URL is....... - 20:42:49 on 25 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:RON: To block or not to block, to me that has become, now, an interesting thought and perhaps even a concern. While I have never been to keen to cops, reg's and authority these very ideas of late for this site and its participants, those ideas may have a meaning, relevant to me. The spammers have robbed me of the pleasure and company of who and whatever those folks are, that frequented this site. - 21:04:42 on 25 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:RON. I hope you have been able to overcome your personal problems. Maybe kicking a little ass will help you get your mind off your troubles. These shit head spammers are asking for it. I do not approve of censorship. If some one wants to express an opinion, fine. However, when some ignorant jerk cuts and pastes and repeats over and over I feel it is appropriate to weed the garbage out. - 22:21:21 on 25 Nov 98 GMT

PETER:..RON--I feel fine, and you? ...I don't recall ever feeling bad...... - 4:43:02 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

than(k) you:I won't tell you the end, but you may lose your head. A slightly better than average "Halloween" sequel. - 5:50:02 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

Remote Viewing:<<>> ,,, IOUN stones,,, --> - 5:52:14 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

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The Objective Presentation of Baby Seal Clubbing:: - 5:57:56 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

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Puggles:bump - 6:22:35 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

extension failed:strictly a modern term, a popular nickname for PHRENOLOGY - 6:29:24 on 26 Nov 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. - 6:33:32 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

glamour:ut supra - 6:49:16 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

churn:To agitate cream briskly so that the fat separates from the liquid, thereby forming a solid (butter). The old-fashioned butter churn consisted of a container fitted with wooden blades that, when a crank was rotated, would whirl the cream inside until it turned to butter. The modern household substitute for a butter churn is the food processor. - 7:10:28 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

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(_):defixiones - 7:32:37 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

Steve M:Hi Perhaps an expansion on this sites title could be:- 'and Man made god in his own image' It's good to see a UK based Atheist site, I had begun to think that there were no OTHER Atheist's in the UK! Steve M - 15:21:04 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

THANKSTAKING GOD::Spam, spurn, sperm.....DAMN!.....SLAM-BAM; Thank you, PAM!.....I feel so much more Thankful now, hahahaha! - 16:07:59 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

vagina dentata:All creatures have patterns of behavior. These patterns comprise the "nature" of creatures. So long as a creature follows its nature, it is part of the balance of the world. However, should a creature deviate, it causes disruptions in the patterns of Nature which can lead to great destruction. The destruction becomes necessary in order to realign the balance and neutralize that which caused the disruption. - 18:04:59 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

podophyllum peltatum :prosperity - 18:15:26 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

The Littles:(tt) - 18:25:59 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa:ONLY A GOVERNMENT CAN CENSOR. If a group of human beings wants nothing to do with another group of human beings they should not be forced to have anything to do with them. That would be a violation of their rights. The spammers have no right to take over this site like looters. They (or it) have ambushed this community and are rending it to pieces. They have nothing of value to say; can contribute only nonsensical babble. To quote the rules at the top of this page, "Please try to leave comments relevant to the previous ones . . . if you want to chat about other things, or tell the world about your homepage, his web pages are the place to do it, not here!" If they can't follow these rules, bump 'em. - 18:39:47 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

plea(s)e: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 - 19:16:14 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

Remember your failure at the cave:INT. CASTLE COURTYARD - NIGHT 624 ASH (V.O.) Peace was made between the two peoples. And a new nation was formed. They offered me a chance to stay among them and teach them. A chance to lead them. To be King. But Sheila was gone. Besides, I had places to go. FLAMES OF THE FIRE - CAMERA PULLS BACK TO REVEAL... 625 THE WISEMEN 625 mix a vat of liquid over a fire as they recite a passage from the Necronomicon. A flask is dipped into the liquid. WISEMAN JOHN hands the flask of liquid to Ash. WISEMAN JOHN The Book tells us that each drop allows a man to sleep a century. Swallow six drops, and thou shalt awaken in thine own time. ASH (V.O.) Yeah. Right... Ash takes the flask and studies it. ...but what other choice did I have? DISSOLVE TO: 626 EXT. CASTLE - LONG SHOT - DAY 626 ASH rides off. ASH (V.O.) I had to find a place to crash. For a very long time. 627 EXT. CAVE - DAY 627 ASH with the aid of his horse, drags the Deathcoaster inside the cave. He sets the horse free. ASH YAHH!! It gallops off. 628 INT. CAVE - DAY 628 ASH Places a black powder charge at the mouth of the cave. He ignites the fuse and climbs into the car. ASH (V.O.) I locked the door. 629 INT. MOUTH OF THE CAVE 629 BOOM! The powder charge blows. The cave's entrance is sealed shut with an avalanche of rock. 630 INT. CAVE - DEATHCOASTER 630 The car headlights come on, piercing the blackness. 631 INT. DEATHCOASTER 631 ASH uncorks the flask filled with the Wiseman's brew. ASH (V.O.) I closed my eyes. He lets six drops fall into his mouth. One for each century he must sleep. ASH (V.O.) I took a drink. Ash is unaware that an extra drop has fallen into his mouth! A 7th drop! Ash swallows the liquid. ASH (V.O.) I didn't know if it was day or night. I started... to get drowsy... And I slept... 632 ASH 632 falls into a deep slumber. DISSOLVE TO: 633 THE DEATHCOASTER'S HEADLIGHTS 633 fade. DISSOLVE TO: 634 CLOSER ON ASH'S SLEEPING FACE 634 now in a different position. Time has passed. He needs a shave. ASH ...And dreamed. 635 THE HANDS ON ASH'S WRISTWATCH 635 wind faster and faster, then halt and rust in time lapse photography. The leather band rots away and the watch falls from Ash's wrist. 636 THE SUN 636 rises then sets. 637 THE MOON 637 follows. 638 A CRACK 638 forms along the surface of the aging rock wall. ASH (V.O.) Dreams last lasted centuries. 639 A BARREN TREE 639 sprouts buds, they swell forming leaves which change to the brilliant colors of fall then drop. 640 A FROST 640 covers Ash. 641 ICICLES 641 on the ceiling of the cave melt. The water drops down onto Ash's face. He stirs. 642 ASH 642 awakens in a heap of rusted scrap, which was once the Deathcoaster. His clothes and armor having deteriorated, he is buck ass naked as he staggers to the mouth of the cave. He digs at the rocks that block the cave's entrance. Sunlight streams into the hole he has created. 643 EXT. HILLSIDE 643 ASH climbs from the cave and steps into the sunlight. ASH (V.O.) And when I awoke... 644 ASH 644 beholds... 645 A FUTURISTIC CITY - 645 after the next Nuclear war: a dead land. 646 ASH'S P.O.V. 646 A FRACTURED CLOCK TOWER lays sprawled on its side. The time of mankind's death frozen on the cracked face of the clock. 647 A SHATTERED BRIDGE 647 abruptly ends, a third of the way across a river it once spanned. Upon it, rest heaps of futuristic, yet rusted taxicabs piled eight deep in some places. CAMERA PULLS BACK from a stunned Ash, amidst the atomized pieces of IrON and bone. ASH ....I found that I had slept too long. 648 ASH 648 is so small a dot now, and so far away, that we almost can't hear his terrified SCREAM! CUT TO BLACK. - 19:28:03 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

Grant:I don't see the spam as an exercise of free speech, but instead an attempt to curtail the free speech of others. I would block it without hesitation if I was in the position to. - 21:02:55 on 26 Nov 98 GMT

Old Oak Tree:DRUIDS Some advice for all you druids,...immerse yourself in swampy fluids,...Dunk your heads within them thrice,...Bring them up, --but only twice. - 4:54:19 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:ALL. What is a spammer? A spammer is a cockroach who infests an area looking for crumbs. It does not create but depends on the leavings of those who do. Unable to create a website of its own, it sneaks in under the cover of darkness and anonymity to spread it's ordure. When the light is turned on it scurries away before it can be stepped on and crushed. All in all, a detestable insect. - 5:10:43 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

Critic:Would-be Scriptwriter. With your talent as a writer I suggest you get a job cleaning toilets. - 5:17:22 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

2 Kings 6:29...:...So we boiled my son, and did eat him: and I said unto her on the next day, Give thy son, that we may eat him:and she hath hid her son." - 12:58:21 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene..and who could ask for more:Lurvely book that bible, full of fine parenting skills, fatherly lurve and the upmost morality. - 15:19:11 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

James--->All...:I have requested that the host get involved with doing something to get this page back on track. I hope that will translate to action sooner rather than later and more rather than less. Until then, lets just try to ignore the Spam I have requested that the host get involved with doing something to get this page back on track. I hope that will translate to action sooner rather than later and more rather than less. Until then, lets just try to ignore the spam. Scroll right past it. I do. It seems to work. No body is forcing me to read the post. Scrolling past it takes just a couple of seconds and in that couple of seconds I am able to reflect on just what kind of idiotic no brain ass hole this spammer is. I'm sick of having conversations with theist who cannot help but quote the bible to support their contentions. I always start with one ground rule. No quoting the bible to support your points. In return I off promise not to quote any experts, philosophers or apologist. One only needs a little world history and common sense to figure things out. However, they cannot help themselves. The bible is all they have. Once you help them realize that, you can then begin to make some pretty good in-roads.. Scroll right past it. I do. It seems to work. No body is forcing me to read the post. Scrolling past it takes just a couple of seconds and in that couple of seconds I am able to reflect on just what kind of idiotic no brain ass hole this spammer is. I'm sick of having conversations with theist who cannot help but quote the bible to support their contentions. I always start with one ground rule. No quoting the bible to support your points. In return I off promise not to quote any experts, philosophers or apologist. One only needs a little world history and common sense to figure things out. However, they cannot help themselves. The bible is all they have. Once you help them realize that, you can then begin to make some pretty good in-roads. - 15:39:25 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

James--->Alll.....Last post:How in the hell did that happen? Sorry folks, do your best with it. - 15:49:57 on 27 Nov 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. - 15:58:40 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

(s)croll:puck of pook's hill - 15:59:47 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

glamour:Quine's logical armamentarium is unrivalled, and he deploys it on behalf of some of the most peculiar notions one could hope to run across, such as the infamous Quine-Duhem thesis (that no theory can ever be refuted). This tendency has led Dennett to coin the verb ``to quine'', meaning ``to deny a distinction others feel to be obvious.'' Quite unfairly, he supplements his logical artillery with rhetorical sappers, in the form of one of the most elegant prose styles ever to flow from the pen of an American author; he could be a character in Jack Vance. He calls to mind excruciatingly formal suppers from ages now past when the fish-knife was de rigueur and where a scandalized hush would greet any lapse of punctillio. Or rather, one of the exceedingly refined diners at those suppers, for whom the proper use of the fish-knife is automatic, second nature and almost first; for one of the qualities of Quine's writing is that he makes everything, not least his minute clarity and precision, seem easy, obvious and spontaneous. (Try doing this talking about anything in the world, never mind the concept of '``ordered pair'''.) - 16:04:46 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

by randomly chosing a word or verse and interpreting an oracular meaning from it to answer an inquirer's question usually concerning a course for future action.: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... - 16:16:37 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

in swampy fluids:IrON - 16:19:27 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

Augury :Tinkerbell is, in my opinion, a jealous fairy because in the Walt Disney Movie, she got jealous of Peter Pan and Wendy and tried to kill Wendy, therefore resulting in her bannishment for a week. - 16:28:40 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

tumuli:the beauty of the babies@@@1992 YEAR OF THE MONKEY @@@Denomination Face Value Diameter Mintage 12 oz Gold Coins 1000 Yuan 70 mm 99 pcs 5 oz Gold Coins 500 Yuan 60 mm 99 pcs 8 gram Gold Coins 150 Yuan 23 mm 5000 pcs@@@affronted by the brutality and stupidity of human beings. - 17:02:10 on 27 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam: SPAMMER. Your use of pseudonyms to make it appear that there are more than one is transparent, and typical of the sneaky holy roller hiding behind anonymity. Did 'god' make you do it? Get lost, stupid. - 0:23:03 on 28 Nov 98 GMT

Wishful gardens, at night:The chanting began again, low but insistent. "Turn the wheel, change the seasons." The druids were circling again. "Turn the wheel, change the seasons, join with us, accept our gift now. 'Now!' The voices rang with desperate urgency. Aberth paused beside the shrouded figure on the altar stone. He pulled away the cloth, baring the body for his knife. In the moment before I meant to drop my eyes, I had a clear look at his intended victim. My grandmother lay with her gentle face turned toward the sunless sky. - 6:22:36 on 28 Nov 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. - 6:24:26 on 28 Nov 98 GMT

lucid dreaming:: - 7:16:58 on 28 Nov 98 GMT

pony:Here you can enjoy the freedom of the countryside from the back of a well trained pony as you explore along forest trails and rushing streams, over moorland hills and farmland, up hill and down dale. The views are superb and the strong docile Highland ponies make climbing a pleasure, so that even beginners will find that a day's trek, with an ample break for lunch, is well within their capabilities. - 8:07:28 on 28 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:PAPASAM- I don't know if he is a xtian but I do suspect he is using this page as his own little soapbox for his absurd beliefs. Instead of create his own webpage he's leeching off this one. - 16:44:31 on 28 Nov 98 GMT

I am wondering, why are you here?:before the kiss a redcap Kirkstane foothills - 17:06:34 on 28 Nov 98 GMT

vein opener:red redcap seeker - 17:09:32 on 28 Nov 98 GMT

Looking? Found someone, you have, I would say, hmmm?/pony:Here you can enjoy the freedom of the countryside from the back of a well trained pony as you explore along forest trails and rushing streams, over moorland hills and farmland, up hill and down dale. The views are superb and the strong docile Highland ponies make climbing a pleasure, so that even beginners will find that a day's trek, with an ample break for lunch, is well within their capabilities. There is another one. - 17:14:00 on 28 Nov 98 GMT

lucid dreaming:Erotocomatose Lucidity Unseelie : - 17:33:43 on 28 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:MARLENE. I am no longer irritated with the idiot spammer. I am now amused at the idea that the bird brain thinks he's going to force us off our own site. He'll choke on his frustrations before that happens. The shit head will spam, and we'll scroll and he'll be long gone while we still kick his mythological god's ass. - 21:08:32 on 28 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:PAPASAM- Ron offered the script to Steven so maybe Steven will take him up on it. It's too bad Ron isn't feeling well otherwise he would have kicked the nitwit off ages ago. - 7:41:09 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

Li(tt)le Friends Spinning Top:We waited a long time before we added a spinning top to our product mix. We were never able to find a top which was cute, small and easy to use which we could sell at a reasonable price. Finally, we found one, the Little Friends Spinning Top! For ages 1 to 2 years old the Little Friends Spinning Top is kid powered (no batteries) and very easy to use. As it spins it makes a gentle chiming sound. Children are stimulated by its sounds, rotating action, and bright cheerful colors. Children learn action/reaction from toys such as tops, and this toy also helps develop gross motor skills. Spinning tops are classic toys, but they have never been this easy to use! - 19:10:48 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

The shit head will (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. - 19:13:43 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

(s)croll:puck of pook's hill - 19:15:09 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

lucid dreaming:: - 19:16:19 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:SPAMMER. You can spam night and day to your heart's content. There is still no such thing as a god. Why don't you pray for one. That's another good way to waste your time. DRUIDS. The same applies to you. To paraphrase Shakespeare "A god by any other name is just as non-existant." - 19:16:54 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

IOUN stones: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... - 19:23:54 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

Russ T Pipes:"I don't know it", said the piper - 20:29:12 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

Nevermind:"Never mind whether you do or you don't", said the ??? "Play up and I'll make you know" - 20:32:01 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

Shakespeare :Oh will whatever nevermind - 20:33:13 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

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Urinary Incontinence:any fritters not harvested - 20:43:41 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

Farmer Vincent:In a heavy saucepan or fryer, heat 2 inches of oil to 375 degrees. Grate the sweet potatoes into medium-sized bowl, cover them with boiling water and let them stand for 15 minutes. Drain off the water and slowly add the flour, egg, salt and pepper, stirring to make sure that they are well mixed. You should have a th ickish paste that will hold its shape when picked up in a tablespoon. If the mixture is too thick, add a bit of warm water. If it is too thin, add a bit more flour. Drop the mixture, a few tablespoons at a time, into the hot oil and cook the fritters for 3 to 5 minutes, or until they float to the surface, turning them once to make sure that they are slightly browned on each side. Drain on absorbent paper and serve hot. Per serving: 209 calories, 3 gm protein, 26 gm carbohydrates, 10 gm fat, 36 mg cholesterol, 1 gm saturated fat, 196 mg sodium. - 20:46:42 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

cerdded:As the goat gets to know you it�s confidence will grow and eventually it will automatically accept everything that goes on around it even if it has never seen it before. - 20:53:20 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

Llad dafad dall. :i'm on the lamb but i ain't no sheep - 20:56:39 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

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Shape-shifting in the Ancient Celtic Bardic Traditions:Li(tt)le Phrens Spinning Top - 21:27:44 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

bump:strictly a modern term, a popular nickname for PHRENOLOGY - 21:30:31 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

call me Snake:intention for the ritual can easily be abusive floodgates - 21:32:41 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

The Laws of Magic :cugel - 22:00:53 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

redcap: FOR the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect nor solicit belief. Mad indeed would I be to expect it, in a case where my very senses reject their own evidence. Yet, mad am I not --and very surely do I not dream. But to-morrow I die, and to-day I would unburthen my soul. My immediate purpose is to place before the world, plainly, succinctly, and without comment, a series of mere household events. In their consequences, these events have terrified --have tortured --have destroyed me. Yet I will not attempt to expound them. To me, they have presented little but Horror --to many they will seem less terrible than baroques. Hereafter, perhaps, some intellect may be found which will reduce my phantasm to the common-place --some intellect more calm, more logical, and far less excitable than my own, which will perceive, in the circumstances I detail with awe, nothing more than an ordinary succession of very natural causes and effects. From my infancy I was noted for the docility and humanity of my disposition. My tenderness of heart was even so conspicuous as to make me the jest of my companions. I was especially fond of animals, and was indulged by my parents with a great variety of pets. With these I spent most of my time, and never was so happy as when feeding and caressing them. This peculiar of character grew with my growth, and in my manhood, I derived from it one of my principal sources of pleasure. To those who have cherished an affection for a faithful and sagacious dog, I need hardly be at the trouble of explaining the nature or the intensity of the gratification thus derivable. There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute, which goes directly to the heart of him who has had frequent occasion to test the paltry friendship and gossamer fidelity of mere Man. I married early, and was happy to find in my wife a disposition not uncongenial with my own. Observing my partiality for domestic pets, she lost no opportunity of procuring those of the most agreeable kind. We had birds, gold fish, a fine dog, rabbits, a small monkey, and a cat. This latter was a remarkably large and beautiful animal, entirely black, and sagacious to an astonishing degree. In speaking of his intelligence, my wife, who at heart was not a little tinctured with superstition, made frequent allusion to the ancient popular notion, which regarded all black cats as witches in disguise. Not that she was ever serious upon this point --and I mention the matter at all for no better reason than that it happens, just now, to be remembered. Pluto --this was the cat's name --was my favorite pet and playmate. I alone fed him, and he attended me wherever I went about the house. It was even with difficulty that I could prevent him from following me through the streets. Our friendship lasted, in this manner, for several years, during which my general temperament and character --through the instrumentality of the Fiend Intemperance --had (I blush to confess it) experienced a radical alteration for the worse. I grew, day by day, more moody, more irritable, more regardless of the feelings of others. I suffered myself to use intemperate language to my At length, I even offered her personal violence. My pets, of course, were made to feel the change in my disposition. I not only neglected, but ill-used them. For Pluto, however, I still retained sufficient regard to restrain me from maltreating him, as I made no scruple of maltreating the rabbits, the monkey, or even the dog, when by accident, or through affection, they came in my way. But my disease grew upon me --for what disease is like Alcohol! --and at length even Pluto, who was now becoming old, and consequently somewhat peevish --even Pluto began to experience the effects of my ill temper. One night, returning home, much intoxicated, from one of my haunts about town, I fancied that the cat avoided my presence. I seized him; when, in his fright at my violence, he inflicted a slight wound upon my hand with his teeth. The fury of a demon instantly possessed me. I knew myself no longer. My original soul seemed, at once, to take its flight from my body; and a more than fiendish malevolence, gin-nurtured, thrilled every fibre of my frame. I took from my waistcoat-pocket a pen-knife, opened it, grasped the poor beast by the throat, and deliberately cut one of its eyes from the socket! I blush, I burn, I shudder, while I pen the damnable atrocity. When reason returned with the morning --when I had slept off the fumes of the night's debauch --I experienced a sentiment half of horror, half of remorse, for the crime of which I had been guilty; but it was, at best, a feeble and equivocal feeling, and the soul remained untouched. I again plunged into excess, and soon drowned in wine all memory of the deed. In the meantime the cat slowly recovered. The socket of the lost eye presented, it is true, a frightful appearance, but he no longer appeared to suffer any pain. He went about the house as usual, but, as might be expected, fled in extreme terror at my approach. I had so much of my old heart left, as to be at first grieved by this evident dislike on the part of a creature which had once so loved me. But this feeling soon gave place to irritation. And then came, as if to my final and irrevocable overthrow, the spirit of PERVERSENESS. Of this spirit philosophy takes no account. Yet I am not more sure that my soul lives, than I am that perverseness is one of the primitive impulses of the human heart --one of the indivisible primary faculties, or sentiments, which give direction to the character of Man. Who has not, a hundred times, found himself committing a vile or a silly action, for no other reason than because he knows he should not? Have we not a perpetual inclination, in the teeth of our best judgment, to violate that which is Law, merely because we understand it to be such? This spirit of perverseness, I say, came to my final overthrow. It was this unfathomable longing of the soul to vex itself --to offer violence to its own nature --to do wrong for the wrong's sake only --that urged me to continue and finally to consummate the injury I had inflicted upon the unoffending brute. One morning, in cool blood, I slipped a noose about its neck and hung it to the limb of a tree; --hung it with the tears streaming from my eyes, and with the bitterest remorse at my heart; --hung it because I knew that it had loved me, and because I felt it had given me no reason of offence; --hung it because I knew that in so doing I was committing a sin --a deadly sin that would so jeopardize my immortal soul as to place it --if such a thing were possible --even beyond the reach of the infinite mercy of the Most Merciful and Most Terrible God. On the night of the day on which this cruel deed was done, I was aroused from sleep by the cry of fire. The curtains of my bed were in flames. The whole house was blazing. It was with great difficulty that my wife, a servant, and myself, made our escape from the conflagration. The destruction was complete. My entire worldly wealth was swallowed up, and I resigned myself thenceforward to despair. I am above the weakness of seeking to establish a sequence of cause and effect, between the disaster and the atrocity. But I am detailing a chain of facts --and wish not to leave even a possible link imperfect. On the day succeeding the fire, I visited the ruins. The walls, with one exception, had fallen in. This exception was found in a compartment wall, not very thick, which stood about the middle of the house, and against which had rested the head of my bed. The plastering had here, in great measure, resisted the action of the fire --a fact which I attributed to its having been recently spread. About this wall a dense crowd were collected, and many persons seemed to be examining a particular portion of it with every minute and eager attention. The words "strange!" "singular!" and other similar expressions, excited my curiosity. I approached and saw, as if graven in bas relief upon the white surface, the figure of a gigantic cat. The impression was given with an accuracy truly marvellous. There was a rope about the animal's neck. When I first beheld this apparition --for I could scarcely regard it as less --my wonder and my terror were extreme. But at length reflection came to my aid. The cat, I remembered, had been hung in a garden adjacent to the house. Upon the alarm of fire, this garden had been immediately filled by the crowd --by some one of whom the animal must have been cut from the tree and thrown, through an open window, into my chamber. This had probably been done with the view of arousing me from sleep. The falling of other walls had compressed the victim of my cruelty into the substance of the freshly-spread plaster; the lime of which, had then with the flames, and the ammonia from the carcass, accomplished the portraiture as I saw it. Although I thus readily accounted to my reason, if not altogether to my conscience, for the startling fact 'just detailed, it did not the less fall to make a deep impression upon my fancy. For months I could not rid myself of the phantasm of the cat; and, during this period, there came back into my spirit a half-sentiment that seemed, but was not, remorse. I went so far as to regret the loss of the animal, and to look about me, among the vile haunts which I now habitually frequented, for another pet of the same species, and of somewhat similar appearance, with which to supply its place. One night as I sat, half stupefied, in a den of more than infamy, my attention was suddenly drawn to some black object, reposing upon the head of one of the immense hogsheads of Gin, or of Rum, which constituted the chief furniture of the apartment. I had been looking steadily at the top of this hogshead for some minutes, and what now caused me surprise was the fact that I had not sooner perceived the object thereupon. I approached it, and touched it with my hand. It was a black cat --a very large one --fully as large as Pluto, and closely resembling him in every respect but one. Pluto had not a white hair upon any portion of his body; but this cat had a large, although indefinite splotch of white, covering nearly the whole region of the breast. Upon my touching him, he immediately arose, purred loudly, rubbed against my hand, and appeared delighted with my notice. This, then, was the very creature of which I was in search. I at once offered to purchase it of the landlord; but this person made no claim to it --knew nothing of it --had never seen it before. I continued my caresses, and, when I prepared to go home, the animal evinced a disposition to accompany me. I permitted it to do so; occasionally stooping and patting it as I proceeded. When it reached the house it domesticated itself at once, and became immediately a great favorite with my wife. For my own part, I soon found a dislike to it arising within me. This was just the reverse of what I had anticipated; but I know not how or why it was --its evident fondness for myself rather disgusted and annoyed. By slow degrees, these feelings of disgust and annoyance rose into the bitterness of hatred. I avoided the creature; a certain sense of shame, and the remembrance of my former deed of cruelty, preventing me from physically abusing it. I did not, for some weeks, strike, or otherwise violently ill use it; but gradually --very gradually --I came to look upon it with unutterable loathing, and to flee silently from its odious presence, as from the breath of a pestilence. What added, no doubt, to my hatred of the beast, was the discovery, on the morning after I brought it home, that, like Pluto, it also had been deprived of one of its eyes. This circumstance, however, only endeared it to my wife, who, as I have already said, possessed, in a high degree, that humanity of feeling which had once been my distinguishing trait, and the source of many of my simplest and purest pleasures. With my aversion to this cat, however, its partiality for myself seemed to increase. It followed my footsteps with a pertinacity which it would be difficult to make the reader comprehend. Whenever I sat, it would crouch beneath my chair, or spring upon my knees, covering me with its loathsome caresses. If I arose to walk it would get between my feet and thus nearly throw me down, or, fastening its long and sharp claws in my dress, clamber, in this manner, to my breast. At such times, although I longed to destroy it with a blow, I was yet withheld from so doing, partly it at by a memory of my former crime, but chiefly --let me confess it at once --by absolute dread of the beast. This dread was not exactly a dread of physical evil-and yet I should be at a loss how otherwise to define it. I am almost ashamed to own --yes, even in this felon's cell, I am almost ashamed to own --that the terror and horror with which the animal inspired me, had been heightened by one of the merest chimaeras it would be possible to conceive. My wife had called my attention, more than once, to the character of the mark of white hair, of which I have spoken, and which constituted the sole visible difference between the strange beast and the one I had y si destroyed. The reader will remember that this mark, although large, had been originally very indefinite; but, by slow degrees --degrees nearly imperceptible, and which for a long time my Reason struggled to reject as fanciful --it had, at length, assumed a rigorous distinctness of outline. It was now the representation of an object that I shudder to name --and for this, above all, I loathed, and dreaded, and would have rid myself of the monster had I dared --it was now, I say, the image of a hideous --of a ghastly thing --of the GALLOWS! --oh, mournful and terrible engine of Horror and of Crime --of Agony and of Death! And now was I indeed wretched beyond the wretchedness of mere Humanity. And a brute beast --whose fellow I had contemptuously destroyed --a brute beast to work out for me --for me a man, fashioned in the image of the High God --so much of insufferable wo! Alas! neither by day nor by night knew I the blessing of Rest any more! During the former the creature left me no moment alone; and, in the latter, I started, hourly, from dreams of unutterable fear, to find the hot breath of the thing upon my face, and its vast weight --an incarnate Night-Mare that I had no power to shake off --incumbent eternally upon my heart! Beneath the pressure of torments such as these, the feeble remnant of the good within me succumbed. Evil thoughts became my sole intimates --the darkest and most evil of thoughts. The moodiness of my usual temper increased to hatred of all things and of all mankind; while, from the sudden, frequent, and ungovernable outbursts of a fury to which I now blindly abandoned myself, my uncomplaining wife, alas! was the most usual and the most patient of sufferers. One day she accompanied me, upon some household errand, into the cellar of the old building which our poverty compelled us to inhabit. The cat followed me down the steep stairs, and, nearly throwing me headlong, exasperated me to madness. Uplifting an axe, and forgetting, in my wrath, the childish dread which had hitherto stayed my hand, I aimed a blow at the animal which, of course, would have proved instantly fatal had it descended as I wished. But this blow was arrested by the hand of my wife. Goaded, by the interference, into a rage more than demoniacal, I withdrew my arm from her grasp and buried the axe in her brain. She fell dead upon the spot, without a groan. This hideous murder accomplished, I set myself forthwith, and with entire deliberation, to the task of concealing the body. I knew that I could not remove it from the house, either by day or by night, without the risk of being observed by the neighbors. Many projects entered my mind. At one period I thought of cutting the corpse into minute fragments, and destroying them by fire. At another, I resolved to dig a grave for it in the floor of the cellar. Again, I deliberated about casting it in the well in the yard --about packing it in a box, as if merchandize, with the usual arrangements, and so getting a porter to take it from the house. Finally I hit upon what I considered a far better expedient than either of these. I determined to wall it up in the cellar --as the monks of the middle ages are recorded to have walled up their victims. For a purpose such as this the cellar was well adapted. Its walls were loosely constructed, and had lately been plastered throughout with a rough plaster, which the dampness of the atmosphere had prevented from hardening. Moreover, in one of the walls was a projection, caused by a false chimney, or fireplace, that had been filled up, and made to resemble the rest of the cellar. I made no doubt that I could readily displace the at this point, insert the corpse, and wall the whole up as before, so that no eye could detect anything suspicious. And in this calculation I was not deceived. By means of a crow-bar I easily dislodged the bricks, and, having carefully deposited the body against the inner wall, I propped it in that position, while, with little trouble, I re-laid the whole structure as it originally stood. Having procured mortar, sand, and hair, with every possible precaution, I prepared a plaster could not every poss be distinguished from the old, and with this I very carefully went over the new brick-work. When I had finished, I felt satisfied that all was right. The wall did not present the slightest appearance of having been disturbed. The rubbish on the floor was picked up with the minutest care. I looked around triumphantly, and said to myself --"Here at least, then, my labor has not been in vain." My next step was to look for the beast which had been the cause of so much wretchedness; for I had, at length, firmly resolved to put it to death. Had I been able to meet with it, at the moment, there could have been no doubt of its fate; but it appeared that the crafty animal had been alarmed at the violence of my previous anger, and forebore to present itself in my present mood. It is impossible to describe, or to imagine, the deep, the blissful sense of relief which the absence of the detested creature occasioned in my bosom. It did not make its appearance during the night --and thus for one night at least, since its introduction into the house, I soundly and tranquilly slept; aye, slept even with the burden of murder upon my soul! The second and the third day passed, and still my tormentor came not. Once again I breathed as a free-man. The monster, in terror, had fled the premises forever! I should behold it no more! My happiness was supreme! The guilt of my dark deed disturbed me but little. Some few inquiries had been made, but these had been readily answered. Even a search had been instituted --but of course nothing was to be discovered. I looked upon my future felicity as secured. Upon the fourth day of the assassination, a party of the police came, very unexpectedly, into the house, and proceeded again to make rigorous investigation of the premises. Secure, however, in the inscrutability of my place of concealment, I felt no embarrassment whatever. The officers bade me accompany them in their search. They left no nook or corner unexplored. At length, for the third or fourth time, they descended into the cellar. I quivered not in a muscle. My heart beat calmly as that of one who slumbers in innocence. I walked the cellar from end to end. I folded my arms upon my bosom, and roamed easily to and fro. The police were thoroughly satisfied and prepared to depart. The glee at my heart was too strong to be restrained. I burned to say if but one word, by way of triumph, and to render doubly sure their assurance of my guiltlessness. "Gentlemen," I said at last, as the party ascended the steps, "I delight to have allayed your suspicions. I wish you all health, and a little more courtesy. By the bye, gentlemen, this --this is a very well constructed house." (In the rabid desire to say something easily, I scarcely knew what I uttered at all.) --"I may say an excellently well constructed house. These walls --are you going, gentlemen? --these walls are solidly put together"; and here, through the mere phrenzy of bravado, I rapped heavily, with a cane which I held in my hand, upon that very portion of the brick-work behind which stood the corpse of the wife of my bosom. But may God shield and deliver me from the fangs of the Arch-Fiend! No sooner had the reverberation of my blows sunk into silence than I was answered by a voice from within the tomb! --by a cry, at first muffled and broken, like the sobbing of a child, and then quickly swelling into one long, loud, and continuous scream, utterly anomalous and inhuman --a howl --a wailing shriek, half of horror and half of triumph, such as might have arisen only out of hell, conjointly from the throats of the damned in their agony and of the demons that exult in the damnation. Of my own thoughts it is folly to speak. Swooning, I staggered to the opposite wall. For one instant the party upon the stairs remained motionless, through extremity of terror and of awe. In the next, a dozen stout arms were tolling at the wall. It fell bodily. The corpse, already greatly decayed and clotted with gore, stood erect before the eyes of the spectators. Upon its head, with red extended mouth and solitary eye of fire, sat the hideous beast whose craft had seduced me into murder, and whose informing voice had consigned me to the hangman. I had walled the monster up within the tomb!!! - 22:10:35 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

.:apantomancy - 22:12:43 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

Your Doctor:REDCAP. So? Have you finished jerking off? I told you it would give you nightmares if you didn't stop over indulging. Masturbating once a day is OK,but five and six times can bring dire results, as you can see. - 23:32:46 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:PONY. You sound more like a jackass to me. Only a jackass would want someone to climb on his back and carry hin all over the place. - 23:37:37 on 29 Nov 98 GMT

get lost Druids:"No!" At first I could not imagine who screamed. Who would dare interrupt a druid ceremony? Then I realized I was screaming. Like some madman, I had burst from concealment and was running recklessly into the glade, waving my arms and yelling for the druids to stop. I expected lightning to strike me and shrivel me into a cinder ay Menua's command. Instead, he and the others merely stared at me. Aberth's upraised arm hung in the air, holding the knife above Rosmerta. Only the chief druid seemed able to move; he tried to catch me as I flung myself protectively across my grandmother's body. I beat him off with clubbed fists, then took the old woman in my arms. I was surprised to discover how thin she was. It was like holding a bag of sticks. We lay together on the stone of sacrifice with the knife poised above us. I did not look up. I pressed my lips against Rosmerta's cheek, feeling the dry old skin, inhaling her scent, her individual oder of woodsmoke and desiccation. Her flesh was cold to my lips. Menua's hand clamped on my shoulder. "Step aside, lad," he said more kindly than I expected. I intended to obey him; we always obey our druids. But instead my arms tightened around Rosemerta. "I won't let you kill her," I said in a muffled voice, my face against hers. "We aren't going to kill her. She's already dead." Menua waited for his words to sink in. Aberth took a step backward, perhaps in response to some signal from the chief druid. - 1:34:52 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

lucid dreaming:Only a jackass would want someone to climb on his back and carry hin all over the place. - 1:39:34 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

.:apantomancy - 1:41:12 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

the tomb!!! :Hermitage Castle - 2:24:47 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Napoleon:Grim!!! Pam!!! You must unlearn what you have learned!!! - 2:44:43 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

David:Though we have never conversed Pam, I enjoy your posts. Napoleon and the rest of us would like you to stay. Robin redcap - 2:47:39 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Urinary Incontinence:any fritters not harvested - 2:49:56 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

O, C.L. Stevenson The Emotive Meaning of Ethical Terms!!!:Bulls On Parade!!! Come wit it now! Come wit it now! The microphone explodes, shattering the molds Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-opt Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons That five sided fist-a-gon Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother earth gets bigger Tha triggers cold empty ya purse Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library Line up to tha mind cemetary now What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an movin' They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells Bulls on parade (Guitar solo) Come wit it now! Come wit it now! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade!!! - 3:00:52 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

a bull, a goat, a pony, - 3:02:18 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

glamour:. - 3:03:07 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

apantomancy :Get a life Pam - 3:04:32 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

sandbox - 5:13:58 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

PapaSam:MARLENE. A riddle. What happens when they provide computers to patients in mental institutions? Answer. The patients become spammers on our web site. - 5:54:38 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

RON...--->???...:What seems to be the problem? - 13:12:24 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

RON...words of wisdom...:"I admire God because God is one of man's greatest inventions." - Eric Hoffer "The trouble with born-again Christians is that they are an even bigger pain the second time around." - Herb Caen - 13:13:47 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

RON...tis me...:It is RON...the truth and the light...the beginning and the end...none shall pass except through me. Hi Marlene!!! - 13:18:57 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

RON...--->Peter...:Has it been that long? I thought you ill a year ago or so? hmmm...nevermind, please forgive me. Spammers are all the same...here today gone tomorrow. STEVEN's page looks promising. - 13:23:31 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Marlene:RON- Hi! This spammer isn't the same. The guy's a leech! - 14:18:02 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

RON...--->Marlene...:How's the great white north? - 14:57:59 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

(S)pammers are all the same: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. - 16:56:53 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

lucid dreaming:Only a jackass would want someone to climb on his back and carry hin all over the place. - 16:58:34 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

The intellectuals and the young, booted and spurred, feel themselves born to ride us than(k) you sandbox - 17:06:51 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

glamour:. - 17:07:55 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

. STEVEN's page loo(k)s promising:Remote Viewing,,, here today gone tomorrow,,, IOUN stones,,, - 17:15:28 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Bleeding can sometimes occur without the person noticing it. This type of bleeding is called occult or hidden. Fortunately, simple tests can detect occult blood in the stool.:leech - 17:21:48 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

--(-) - 17:22:41 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

glamour:. - 17:23:22 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

stool - 17:25:49 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

glamour:. - 17:27:34 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Nevermind: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... - 17:45:25 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:RON: I'm clearly unsure and amused by these odd posts, and certainly saddened by the incongruencies they represent as this site, that once had what its objectives were to be. They are as disgusting as those things that graffitti walls and buildings. Snipers would be a good cure for those things, true this is harsh to read, but they disgust me. These odd posts, can they be cured? - 17:54:07 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

RON...--->Carl...:Ignoring is bliss? How have you been, my friend? - 18:03:58 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

RON...--->All...:Not to encourage ignorance but, remember when I first appeared I was considered a passing farse. Not look at me...I'm all growed up! <g> - 18:07:34 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Then Came The Last Days Of May:tick...tick...tick... - 18:19:09 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:RON: That is true, I think the thing that could arguably be more of a concern than these nonsense posts, are that the former participants let these acts of nonsense disrupt them. Ignoring them is as easy a cure as a sniper. - 18:21:06 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Simon:SHADU - 18:24:32 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:RON: I'm on a gun thing, elsewhere there was a good right to bear arms discussion. - 18:26:22 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Transmaniacon (1979) :passing farse - 18:28:06 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

IOUN stones:I am wondering, why are you here? - 18:34:43 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

lucid dreaming:Only a jackass would want someone to climb on his back and carry hin all over the place. - 18:36:40 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

rumpots:. - 18:37:48 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

cerdded::As the goat gets to know you it�s confidence will grow and eventually it will automatically accept everything that goes on around it even if it has never seen it before. - 18:39:29 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Come As You Are:. - 18:43:47 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

as a phren - 18:44:52 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

glamour:. - 18:45:41 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Steven :ALL <<>> MIMM2 is free of assholes, well maybe not free of assholes, but it is free of mental mastubating jerks such as the type that are spamming this site. If you can stomach a threaded format, you will not longer have to see Spam, WAHOOO! - 19:18:38 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Adam WHAT'S GNU, CARL?:�� Have Gnu, Will Ravel �� Carl, where is this right-to-bear arms discussion? I love good constitutional combat! By the way, god is a moron. - 20:21:26 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Adam WHAT'S GNU, CARL?:�� Have Gnu, Will Ravel �� Carl, where is this right-to-bear arms discussion? I love good constitutional combat! By the way, god is a moron. - 20:21:43 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Melissa --> SPAMMER :S(PAM)MER: Does the ( ) have some kind of meaning? You seem to take the time to place them in particular places, inferring a reason for doing so. Also, you take the time to post certain comments previously made over again, and with precision (sort of). I wonder, are you schizophrenic, trying to say something but unable to articulate? Or maybe obsessive-compulsive? I'm not being disrespectful here, I sincerely want to know. The maddening style of your posts very much resembles the seemingly incoherent writings of a schizophrenic. Seemingly incoherent, but possessing a thread (almost undetectable) of sense, a common theme perhaps. - 20:59:37 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:ADAM: it is a threaded affair at the godless zone. Not a bad group, the problem is the format it is not as free and open as this site. The URL is b-lo. - 21:38:44 on 30 Nov 98 GMT

Carl:ADAM: error, mistake amended. - 21:41:51 on 30 Nov 98 GMT