This is a public forum, and you expect Cam to mind his own business? Funny...
You claim that everything cosmnicB has posted is "truthful," which is hilarious and tragic at the same time.
In the eyes of a brainwashed human, sure, it's hilarious and tragic. Keep thinking that.
I maintain that Cos has a right to post. I maintain that you have never refuted him. I maintain that he is brilliant…And you wouldn't even understand cause you do not have the appreciation of any art or thoughtful writing. Most of all, I maintain that you have the aesthetic awareness of an amoeba, and are unqualified to comment.
I wonder if he was talking about me or myron? His comments sound to me like they were directed at myron but I'll have to wait for an answer to find out for sure...
I wonder if he was talking about me or myron? His comments sound to me like they were directed at myron but I'll have to wait for an answer to find out for sure...
I wonder if he was talking about me or myron? His comments sound to me like they were directed at myron but I'll have to wait for an answer to find out for sure...
Was I unclear? Soz. They were directed at myron, K. Forrest Gump is about the deepest level of his intellectual couriosity.
Great!.. Then does this mean I've finally got you off my back, and out of my face..? oh yay!..
Sticking to what you know is a good plan, especially when you haven't the capacity to learn anymore new... You are the one who needs the luck...
Seems my seven years of posting bitchings about the condition of the Race and the World is starting to rock the big-boat... Some day soon it will be rocking so violently that some of you will fall out and drown in the wild jungle, when humanity leaves you so far behind, that you'll be wondering what kind of monkey you are... Which is why you loonies fight me so aggressively in these topics... It's that you fear that should the general populous grow smarter, you'll be the only stupid one left.. which is stupid and probably correct... But you've already are stupid, and you've already fallen behind so far, on your own steam, that you couldn't possibly catch up even if you were stuffed into a cannon, and shot into Space.. which sounds like a good plan... Prepare yourself Mr. Policeman...
Yeah!.. I get banned a lot for being truthful when it comes to dealing with bullies... I hit them hard by exposing what they do, explain how it hurts other's feeling, and explain why to not bully, and give it right back to them bigger, so they know how it feels... I turns the assholes inside out.. and they runs screaming and sobbing to the mods, to"get that bad man busted boohoo boohoo"... But the guest I'm tangling with this very now, in three threads, just happens to be a vile hateful sibling of our immediate family, who just happens to be hosting several demons, including his male parent, who always crushed my friendships, with a vendetta, after I lost him his best buddy when I was two...
You noticed that a few folks in this forum had started to become a little friendly toward me.. then in comes that guest to bust it up... It's all he knows... My male sperm donor somehow possessed my sibling's Being, and now the two of them are active in the same old vendetta to damage my friendships... The little monster stalks me on the Internet... He is absolutely totally insane, yet believes himself to be normal... He is a duplicate of the little blond girl in the old B&W flic "Hush Hush Sweet Charlotte", a shitty movie at best... He is even showing all the old man's malarial symptoms, from when he caught the disease in the Korean war...
It sort of confirms that some diseases are cosmic parasites... I saw the old man in him a couple times, superimposed over him, and animate, like it was trying to get out, or just trying to frighten me...
I finally chased the two demons out of the house, and right out of the province.. but he left something of his evil here... One day I just happened to be in a very sensitive state, and happened to lean against the house, of my relative, that he had stayed in for two years, and I noticed something in the walls making its way to me fast... It resembled a large worm or caterpillar(s)... There were about three of them... I suppose he left a few demon babies behind to torment us... I captured his cosmic parasites, and killed them, and disposed of them in the proper prescribed ways...
I doubt that kid is the "devil" or a devil.. Maybe worse..? Or he is probably just a bottom barrel typical every day , like you would see in the "buffy' TV series, only real...
I see you are trying to have an educational flame war with him...
It doesn't work with him... He hears and reads only what he wants to hear and read... He even rewrites what he is reading as he is reading it, for it to say what he would like it to say... You could have written about hurt and death, and he could be reading it as "merry christmas and candies"... The only thing that he fears big-time is someone shouting at him.. That makes him wet his pants on the spot, like an overly excited puppy does... He's absolutely completely totally textbook crazy, and extremely psychotic, and about as evil as evil gets, and you don't have what it takes to flame war with that class of demon.. but don't let me stop you.. you are welcome to try to stab some sense into the demon.. it will be a learning experience, good for your future confrontations with the demons you will have to meet, but don't say I didn't warn you....
He has ingested about 10 to 30 Tylenol-codeines daily for about 20-years... He is a textbook classic junkie, and worse, much worse... Didn't you suspect that your heated exchanges in sharing friendly but pointed educative posts to/with him, was as if you were trying to communicate with a classic over the line off the wall junkie, or meth-head, or classic zombie..? He is whatever is one step beyond "zombie"...
...But that's the general mentality be running the world.. into its grave...
If we can't wake them up to some reality.. at least point 'em in a right-direction...
But to just give-up cuz the first try failed.. is like "loser's ville"...
That's like running' out of toilet paper.. with next obvious option being to try desperately to use ones tongue as tissue...
Who embrace Water to walk the wave crest, cuz it's there, and cuz they can...
From the mist, about 700 are running our world like it's an expendable commodity... They are hellbent on using up as much of the world as they can in a lifetime, as fast as they can process the life out of Life, no matter how much of the planet they kills in fulfilling their precious careless evil planet killing project... Just add 'em all up.. that's your "Satan"...
Add up all those who love the planet like it was their mum.. there's your "God"... Humanity is its "God"... I haven't found another... In searching this whole universe, and a hundred others in the zoup... I no found "gods"... I found Dragons, and Beasts that make the angry Werewolf seem like a cuddly puppy asleep...
I tamed them, by forcing them to bond with my love, and my caress.. and gave each a taste of my fresh warm blood, and hugs...
My puppies come when I call, just like my bullfrog did... They are thousands... They respond best to love... I wouldn't give them anything else... One mistake with them is your last... It's dangerous.. but it's a Rush!.. It would be like an astronaut jumping out in space, in a single seater pod, and taking reentry on manual without instruments... just a little window... Intending to splash down on the X... into a series of gentle nets floated upon the sea... A bit like a young cowboy's first attempt at busting a fresh valley boss stallion...
If the Species doesn't wake to the reality of what's happening, we won't ever know we've got a flat tire, or that we've run out of steam...
Humanity must wake those bloodlines to the reality of the plight of this planet... Or just watch humanity go extinct by it's own hand...
Me thinks before you could live with dragons, you would want to be sure you had the stuff to walk out into a forest, and do what it takes to make it so you are gently lovingly carefully stroking the back of an adult wolverine.. while it is grinning and purring, and rolling on its back...
If you can't play nice with a little wee wolverine, you sure can't play safe with a dragon... She would eat you, long before I could say even the first part of "Dragon! Kill!"... is why so many ancients taught of the importance to learn to love.. to jump into action the moment life is sensed, out of action of living life non-sensed...
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