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Discussion in 'Off-topic Discussion' started by Deleted Account, Apr 24, 2018.
if this thread has an aesthetic, it's definitely thurstin moore interviewing beck in 1994
All I got right now is this these two facts
Something is everywhere
nothing is nowhere
That is all
Is nothing a something? Is 0 a number or the lack of numbers?
@Max Fisher you are a philosopher and a scholar
Nothing is still something because it is something. But if it's nothing then it isn't something so it's nothing.
0 is indeed a great mystery.. 0 can be nothing and something possibly.
I need more alcohol and will get back to you sir after I've refilled
Wow... Dis is so fucking ordinary and great
I have a sore back so I called off all social engagements for the weekend. Including people who knock at my door, which they did this morning. I told my bed buddy (wife) it was probably just a goat. Colin Hayes wrote this song about hid neighbour's goat that, unbeknown to him, would butt his door whenever it heard him inside.
Deleting and re-posting, and drinking on an empty stomach makes me sick to my stomach.
Just using the word aesthetic elevates everybody listening
No way, I had a dream about Status Quo last night. In particular, bassist (the word used in the dream).
I saw this very thing discussed recently somewhere.
Zero produced a great leap in modern mathematics. It's a placeholder, and a drunk discussion point.
This is probably something to do with recognising something about one's self that one doesn't want to change, because it's good.
Apparently there's a lot about helping you change. What about the good parts of yourself that you don't want to change?
There's an industry built on convincing people that there's something wrong with them, in my humble opinion.
If you have been convinced there's something wrong with you
It's a call to the next level
Humour is an interface to a social mental vibration
Your post is good. I posted (and then deleted) a post from my balcony. I deactivated my facebook account for a reason.
For my sister who left us to live in California. Nobody ever laughed more than me and my sisters.
Cleansing my palate
I love you