Guybrush

I'm with you on fears manifesting themselves in dreams, I've no doubt about that. However, I don't think my dreams are particularly prophetic. I'd forgotten my dream involving a car crash from last year. Luckily, I can't remember anything particularly bad happening last year. Neither have I been having a lot of bad dreams lately so that's good.

I didn't write my name was Thor, just that it "refers" to Thor, which it does even if it means Thor's warrior. Still, there was some new info here which I wasn't aware of so thanks for that. It makes my name a little more interesting!

Well, the idea that anyone's poisoning our water supply here is something I think is rather far-fetched. I've no doubt that we're being poisoned to some degree - for example tobacco companies adding addictive substances other than nicotine to their tobacco, but I don't believe in a common plan that citizens of the world are being subjected to. The corporate poisoning I think goes on is generally due to corporations being opportunistic when looking after their own commercial interests.

For example corporate and financial pressures may lead to politicians allowing the use of artificial hormones in meat production even when there's valid concern that these hormones can have a negative effect on the consumer. That bears plenty of resemblance to what you're writing of, but I don't believe that it's all part of an effort towards a common goal by some global supermen and I don't believe our government poisons people through our water supply on behalf of such a group of such people.

I don't really mind if I'm filmed many times a day. I don't break the law and I'm pretty sure my daily movements are not of general interest to any authority. I don't think I am filmed 6000 times a day, but I guess my point is - even if I was, so what? Just as long as they stay out of the shower.

I thought I did. I wrote that to me, god is synonymous with deity. That's how I use the word. Odin is a god and so is Zeus. I consider God with a capital G to be a name for the christian God. Perhaps you'd call him Yahweh or something, but most christian people I meet just call him God and so do I.

You already know this, so I assume you want more from me. Here's the definition of "god" from the Merriam Webster dictionary :

I'm mainly concerned with nr. 1 and nr. 2 here. Note how it says, under 1, capitalized, indicating that to differ between definitions under 1 from those under 2, 3 and 4, the word is capitalized. Hence, "God" and "god" has different meanings.

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Stephen

obfuscate |ˈäbfəˌskāt|
verb [ trans. ]
render obscure, unclear, or unintelligible


It commonly refers to a deliberate attempt to obscure such as hiding a message in an image but it seemed an appropriate description.

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to confuse, bewilder, or stupefy.

And, unintelligible does not appear anywhere in any definition i saw. How about you were confused, bewildered, or stupefied. Typical that people who do not understand, always place the blame on anyone but themselves. So, if you get me, know that i understand you perfectly. If i don't, it's my fault, not yours.

And, i did it on purpose. I can't say i'm surprised. Because, nothing surprises me anymore.

At least when you throw out your accusations, you could post a song. It is a music site. So, here is what you can call me now. Ridiculous.



i don't use the mf word. Frank did.

Stephen

Sorry if I offended. Truth be told, despite my interest I haven't contributed much to this thread so it's not really my place to critique your posts.

CanwllCorfe

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Stephen

At risk of causing further offense I thought I'd take up your challenge but let me preface this by saying I post this in jest.

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Again, the bold is the points. You won't see many.)

i knew Australians were nice people mate. You did not offend me mate.

A little story. When i was younger, this Australian mate come to work for me. We came to be quite good friends. And, we would go bar-hopping, and, he had the thick accent, and, man could he pick up the Sheila's. They flocked to him like little 'birds'. So, i listened, and, he kind of taught me how to talk like an Australian. So, we used to hop as two Australians, and, it became a nightly thing, and, we never failed to walk out without two birds in hand

Anyway, he told me one night that he was here working under false pretenses. His visa wasn't his. It wasn't his real name. I'm typing in hopes that i will remember his name. We kept it a secret, but, he eventually got caught, and, got shipped back down under. We kept in touch for a few years, but, we stopped writing to each other, and, that was that.

He was from Melbourne, and, his name is on the tip of my tongue, and, i would like to remember, and, see if i could find him. i found the accent quite useful for that purpose. Chicks over here just love that accent

i have come in contact with many Australians in my life, and like i said; i have never met one who was not a genuinely nice person. And, i've been many different areas in this country, and, have been told by folks that they have never met anyone from Ohio who wasn't the same. That's not exactly correct; i have met many

And, you are partially correct. i don't come exactly clear many times, and, it is not because i am deceitful, or, for any malicious purpose. my posts are meant to set people in motion, they are not idle words. i do not want people to see things literally, because, it would look a bit ugly. i may have to at some point show with clarity, what appears to be the ugly truth. i do not believe that is all that ugly. It simply appears to be if people continue to take it as a literal set of stories, and, the current interpretations.



And, it is because i am not a heartless bas*ard m***** f***** Is that obfuscatory? It actually means 'to make dark'. So, i would say that i do not want to be clear, because, it would 'make the story dark'

But, as i was typing, you helped me. i was contemplating how i might solve this thread without doing it a certain way. And, i have. So, sit tight mate, it might be about to get really interesting. its not my doing, you guys all helped, and i was simply the trolling fisherman.

i will post on for you, and, one to apply to the post. they always relate, but, relating to them is the enigma, and that is the band's fault

Two of my favorites from down under. And, they actually do kind of apply to the thread. i will post lyrics, and, bold.

This is one of my all time favorite songs. The other is one the best videos. It was hilarious way back when.




Out where the river broke
The blood wood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degrees

The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back

How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning

The time has come to say fairs fair
To pay the rent, now to pay our share

Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees

The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back

How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning

The time has come to say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now to pay our share
The time has come, a fact's a fact
It belongs to them, let's give it back

How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning




Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said,

"Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,

"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Lying in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?"
And he said,

"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

It is kind of an obfuscation. But, i see something in there that is kind of spooky. There is definitely some thunder in here. The lightning is coming

No bold there mate, so, just let it go

duga

Blankety, let's pretend for a second that you are much smarter than everyone here. Let's pretend your posts actually contain some sort of revelatory insight that none of us understand. If that's the case, I want to enlighten you with something from someone we can all agree was much smarter than all of us.

"If you can't explain something simply, you don't understand it well enough."

That was Einstein. I think it should be very clear by now no one here understands your posts. They are complicated and despite people asking you to clarify, they just get worse. Think about it.

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[QUOTE=fazstp;1165011]At risk of causing further offense I thought I'd take up your challenge but let me preface this by saying I post this in jest.

1. Someone should have a thread with Frank Zappa tunes. I don't know how old you are mate, but, he was the absolute most underrated guitarist in history, in MHO, of course. But, man could he play. And, the lyrics didn't bother me, i won't actually waste my time on you

2. Here's some more obfuscation. That tune was exactly 4:44 in length, and, that is pretty darn applicable to some names i won't mention. But, there a two names that in gematria add up to 444. It has something to do with everyone who has uttered the words 'I am'. And, i say that in the sense that i am going to clear that up, or maybe cause a blackout. Who knows? Only the shadow knows, is what i've heard.

The bold is the point. So, let's let everyone hear some more of Frank. He could have sold out, and, made a ton of jack. He did his thing, and, he was quite an amusing, fantastic artist.

No one posts for no reason. Here's the song it led me to, and, the message that needs to be delivered to all the circus-show evangelists. i don't believe you probably know who jim and tammy baker, and pat robertson are, but, that is a long story. Just google Jim Baker, Jimmy Swaggert, and read an amusing story Find a picture of tammy, if you need something to scare the mice away. She was born so ugly, the doctor slapped her mom

But, she did make a lot of money from that story. Frank was telling it like it was.



There's an ugly little wasel bout three-foot nine
Face puffed up from cryin n lyin
Cause her sweet little hubbys
Suckin prong part time
(in the name of the lord)

Get a clue, little shrew
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Jesus thinks you're a jerk

Did he really choose tammy to do his work?
Robertson says that he's the one
Oh he sure is,
If armageddon
Is your idea of family fun,
An he's got some planned for you!
(now, tell me that aint true)

Now, what if jimbos slightly gay,
Will pat let jimbo get away?
Everything we've heard him say
Indicated that jim must pay,
(and it just might hurt a bit)
But keep that money rollin in,
Cause pat and naughty jimbo
Cant get enough of it

Perhaps it's their idea
Of an affirmative action plan
To give white trash a special break;
Well, they took those jeezo-bucks and ran
To the bank! to the bank! to the bank! to the bank!
And every night we can hear them thank
Their buddy, up above
For sending down his love
(while you all smell the glove)

Jim and pat should take a pole
(right up each saintly glory-hole),
With tar and feathers too --
Just like they'd love to do to you

(cause they think you are bad --
And they are very mad)

Cause some folks don't want prayer in school!

(wed need an ark to survive the drool
Of micro-publicans, raised on hate,
And jimbo-jimbo when they graduate)

Convinced they are the chosen ones --
And all their parents carry guns,
And hold them cards in the n.r.a.
(with their fingers on the triggers
When they kneel and pray)

With a ku-klux muu-muu
In the back of the truck,
If you aint born again,
They wanna mess you up, screamin:
No abortion, no-siree!
Lifes too precious, can't you see!
(what's that hangin from the neighbors tree?
Why, it looks like colored folks to me --
Would they do that...seriously? )

Imagine if you will
A multi-millionaire television evangelist,
Saved from korean combat duty by his father, a u.s. senator

Studied law --
But is not qualified to practice it

Father of a love child
Who, in adulthood, hosts the remnants
Of papas religious propaganda program

Claims not to be a faith healer,
But has, in the past,
Dealt stearnly with everything from hemorrhoids to hurricanes

Involved with funding for a secret war in central america
Claiming ronald reagan and oliver north as close friends

Involved in suspicous tax-avoidance schemes,
(under investigation for 16 months by the i.r.s.)

Claims to be a man of god;
Currenty seeking the united states presidency,
Hoping we will all follow him into --
The twilight zone

What if pat gets in the white house,
And suddenly --
The rights of certain people disappear
Mysteriously?

Now, wouldn't that sort of qualify
As an american tragedy?
(especially if he covers it up, sayin
Jesus told it to me!)

I hope we never see that day,
In the land of the free --
Or someday will we?
Will we?

And if you don't know by now,
The truth of what Im tellin you,
Then, surely I have failed somehow --

And jesus will think Im a jerk, just like you --
If you let those tv preachers
Make a monkey out of you!

I said:
Jesus will think you're a jerk
And it would be true!

There's an old rugged cross
In the land of cutton --
Its still burnin on somebodys lawn
And it still smells rotten

Jim and tammy!
Oh, baby!
You gotta go!
You really got to go!

Here's my favorite. Another great solo.

blastingas10

i thought this was pretty interesting.

AOL.com Video - Mystery Emails from Dead Man's Account


Maybe he faked his death, maybe his mother is the one doing it. I don't know why anyone would want to do that, but that's what's going on I'm sure.