The Real Truth

SicPreFix · Sergeant Joined: Feb 21, 2004 Posts: 121 Location: Canada

Frankly, I'm a bit surprised you religionist oriented folks are so behind the true times. It has been proved through countless anecdotal affidavids and sundry been-there-done-thats that Atlantis is the true home and basis of humanity. And apparently we're stemmed from Venus - not the planetary vulvacious beneficence, but the true father of planetary exchange.

Really, there is but one true truth, and Pffiltriggi Knackrasis is our father in heaven... well, not heaven but a Venusian heavenesque place.

C'mon faithful! Get with it! You can trust me, 'cause I know it's true. I been there; I seen it with my own eyes, and poppin' out of my beamer holders they were too, I can tell you. Man, you should have seen those glorious towers. And the lights! The lights of glory shone beyond the future and into the past of real consensus. I mean, wow! It was epiphanous and true.

The word was made paramount and solid in the ethereal truth of our inveigled experience, and there was none but the holders of the one true faith there. And they exclaimed, yes they did, they exclaimed, claiming with vigour and honest zealoutry that we were the one true path to the only glory there is.

I mean really. Screw those damned heathens the muslins; pass on those cathartics; poop on the protesters. They are all pretenders to the true throne of the only true Lord of all. If you hold any other belief you are of course doomed to the most horrible, uncomfortable, and chilled confines in the bad bad place. But you know that, so you've made your choice. And we pray for you. As a matter of fact - real fact, not that ersatz heathenistic science based palfry - We're holding a big prayer meeting in the Vat right now. Billy Pilgrim and Billy Bibbet are both leading the chant. Montana Wildhack is leading the backup chorus. We're pulling for you, but, well, what can I say? Like Ron Reagen said, when you're lost, you're lost.

Anyway, the mighty soldier of love and peace brought his blood soaked sword into the house today. The glorious soiled bodies of the foul heathens were wrapped with true beatification around his mighty sword. With contumely joy we beheld his wondrous justice, and with lubricious and just appetites viewed the severed breasts of the evil whores of babylonious earth, the skulking vestibles of the rancid homosexual sinners, the procreative organs of the foul jungle runners of the believers in false gods, yea was the pith and vigoour displayed upon his most holy weapon. Oh yea, oh yea, oh yea, it was a river of roiling pithy ecstasies. Yea, it was a beautiful sight indeed.

Yea Lord we are fecundated! Yea Lord we are proliferated! Yes Lord we beseech you to show your mighty mercy on the sinners we've left behind. Prevaricate them Lord! Make them vociferous in your holy love and justice. Lay the groundwork of our true martyrdom. Prepare our landscape.

You see?! You see!? His love and justice prevails! His holy blemish gravitates us all! I've seen the truth! I've seen the Blissonarabilia. I have! And you can't tell me otherwise, because you're just foul sinners who know not the truth; who know not the real love; who know not the value of the holy sycophant.

Oh so blissful it was, so blissful. We were taken to the true home of glory. And it was a shining circle of glory, pith, and seed. Midway upon the journey we found ourselves within a dark forest, for the straightforward path was lost. I cannot repeat how we entered, so full was I of slumber at the moment in which I had abandoned the false way. And even as he, who, with distressful breath, issued from the sea upon the shore, turns to the water perilous and gazes. And is mute. He seemed as if against me he were coming with head uplifted, and with ravenous hunger, so that it seemed the air was afraid of him.

Woe and lo it be to it. Indeed. And a she-wolf, that with all hungerings seemed to be laden in her meagreness, and many folk had caused to live forlorn! Oh my, oh my. We met a man in the roils. My Lord, it was the poet Virgil. He said, "A poet was I, and I sang of that just son of Anchises, who came forth from Troy, after that Ilion the superb was burned." But we, being but earthly heathens knowing nothing of true poetry let him be and on to summer climes we sped.

We descended from the first enclosure down to the second circle, that which girdles less space but grief more great, that goads to weeping. And of there not enough time or space is left to me to tell of the horrors I saw. But the one thing we knew to be true. The one thing we knew to be the right way. Atlantis it was. Pffiltriggi Knackrasis is the only true Lord of sky and mountain; valley and cleft; he loves the crotch of the blooming tree and the weft, warp, and woof of the real carpet that hinders the breath of vigour.

But, lo, there was more. And behold the vein of fabrication was opened before us and the soft wool of prevention brought us forth into the labial embrace, wherein we knew our mothers, and our fathers cried out in scented ascension to climb in virtual instantiation knowing all the while that there was nought but nought within the vacuum of the holy place they beheld in their withal.

Yea, it was a sorry site. Yea it was a darkening bloom writhing up towards the bloodied home of origination. Yea it was the glory of God. Yea it was the unknown for which we buried our heads in ostrich holes to hide ourselves from, for yea we knew not what we saw. Oh but and maybe yea and indeed Nostrildamnus called us for and forth, saying "To you is bequeathed the whole of my understanding, for with words unknown to all and sundry and any or the others I will predict nothing but what will be in the nought of tomorrow and know you henceforth and forevermore that the true faithful will know exactly what is said in this ethereal emptiness for in their belief and weeping need they will create that which fulfils their need.

And so it came to be. And these truths we hold to be true, because we know they are. Just because, And because. Because.

Blast · Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2004 3:50 am Post subject:

It wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that you can talk alot would it Question

SicPreFix · Sergeant Joined: Feb 21, 2004 Posts: 121 Location: Canada

Indeed it could. Indeed it could.

ekrubtap · Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2004 9:07 am Post subject:

Dang, now I have to add Pffiltriggi Knackrasis to the list of 695.548.586.75 historical gods. (the fraction takes into account demigods).

ekrubtap · Posted: Mon Mar 29, 2004 9:23 am Post subject:

Were the early Christians drug induced visionaries?

The pic is Part of the Basilica of Aquileia mosaic (dating back to a period pre 330 CE) showing a basket with mushrooms.There are at least eight exemplars with dark red caps and typical characteristics of the type Amanita muscaria. Since these mushrooms are contained in a basket some scholars suggest that this is a hint for their use during ceremonies as edible substances and not as mere ornamental patterns.

SicPreFix · Sergeant Joined: Feb 21, 2004 Posts: 121 Location: Canada

Don't nearly all religions involve some form or other of drug-induced ecstasy? Isn't it the big C people that still include a watered down (no pun intended) version of nirvanic ecstasy mixed with ancient Mithraic (and others) blood sacrifice and even more ancient cannabalistic practice with the drinking of wine as Christ's blood - and they use cheap dago Wink

hooch don't they? Sheesh, you'd think they could pony up for some decent splash, after all the big C church is just rolling in the coin. Oh, and of course the crackers for the meat. How could I forget the crackers?

But seriously, it is my understanding that almost all religions extant and otherwise use some form of drug to alter consciousness and to spiff up the proceedings. I mean if you're going to see something that's not there and doesn't exist, surely the best way to do it is to take a swack of some kind of state altering juju and go nuts. No?

ekrubtap · Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2004 8:21 am Post subject:

Dago?!?!
Not acceptable.

ekrubtap · Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2004 10:34 am Post subject:

Jesus: "....Thou sayest that I am a king. To this end was I born, and for this cause came I into the world, that I should bear witness unto the truth. Every one that is of the truth heareth my voice."

Pilate: "What is truth?"

I guess Pilate was a bit of a philosopher. Though he was neither the first nor the last to ask the question. I believe Aristotle and Plato were the first recorded instance of inqiry re what is truth. A popular pastime for philosophers down through the ages right up to tomorrow.

It would appear that, despite coming close, we cannot know what truth is.
Yes, you can point to an object or fact and state that it is true, but this offers no definition or meaning of "truth" and not everything can be pointed to, eg- God. Fact is synonymous with truth, not an explanation.
To say "This fact is true." is insupportable in itself and seems to me a second cousin in the silly sentence sweepstakes to the famous statement by the Cretan Epimenides "All Cretans are Liars". and the more recent variations, "I am lying", "This statement is false" etc. If they are true, then they are false,so they are true, no, false and on and on.

Truth is something we perceive, filtered through our senses, prejudices, experiences. The "truth" of truth is dependant on the honesty and accuracy of our perceptions, in relation to the perceived. Accuracy and honesty in perception is not possible to a closed mind.

SicPreFix · Sergeant Joined: Feb 21, 2004 Posts: 121 Location: Canada

Igo, Yugo, Dago; We all go down.

Just a wee bit of the old tongue-in-cheek. That's all.

Very Happy

Good points about truth and the impossibility of it being so. Pretty much everything we know, expereince, feel, and think boils down in one sense or another, to preception (pun intended). And perception is controlled, altered, and affected by so many things both internal and external that it's not at all surprising, when you think about, how many conflicts of communication occur all the time. I'm talking about all levels of conflict from the personal-personal to the big mega diplomatic jiggery-pokeries that nation-states participate in.

When you have a handle on the complexity of perception, and the fundamental alterability and maleability of truth so-called, you begin to really see what utter nonsense the absolutes postulated by such things as bibles, korans, torrah, churches, et al boil down to.

That's one of the reasons I posted that poll about the earth circling the sun or the sun circling the earth. I felt that the side issue, that of how the Catholic churuch viewed the planetary revolution issue, was fundamental to exposing the ridiculousness of thought* embodied by religion - yes I used the big C people as an example, but they can be successfully representative ofr all religions in that instance.

* I'm referring here to the general position held by most religions that their view of the world, the universe, and all reality is absolute and is fundamentally correct in its absoluteness. Such a thought, such a proposal is just beyond being at all sensible, reasonable, or even for that matter possible.

ekrubtap · Posted: Thu Apr 01, 2004 2:09 pm Post subject:

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
... when you have eliminated the impossible, that which remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

MrsHoppes · Sergeant Joined: Feb 08, 2004 Posts: 122 Location: USA

I'm just going to slowly back away and pretend I did not see this thread.


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