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Post by cpdad on Sept 26, 2006 18:47:27 GMT -5
heres 1 for ya...when growing up..my mom would literally go beserk if we wanted to watch any type scary movie at all...that had to do with super natural kinda stuff...it just wasnt allowed...and she seemed genuinly scared.
when i was 11 or 12...she finally told me why....her mom and dad sold there land in orlando, florida in the early sixties i think....and bought another orange grove in apopka, florida..that had a 2 story house on the land....my dad was over the millwrights at a place called daniels construction...and they were headed here to do a job...but decided to swing by her parents and help them finish moving in.
heres the weird part that scared her so much....she said as they were laying down in the bed...lanterns would appear in the orange grove...you could see the light coming in the window...they would all get up and go to the grove....but nobody or nothing was found...even they all knew they seen 3 or 4 lanterns out there.
she said headlights would pull into the driveway...but yet there would be no cars...she said they could here footsteps on the stairs inside the house...but yet nobody....silverware could be heard moving in the kitchen drawers...but everything got quite on the way to the kitchen...she said this went on for 2 nights.
she said they loaded up after 2 days there....her mom and dad started putting things in the truck..{auto-correct: MOV files not allowed}ed everything to town...opened a restaurant...never went back to the house during the evening...just during the day to get all of there stuff out...sold the grove and never mentioned it again.
whatever happened there... it put the only thing in her i ever seen her be afraid of.
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Post by sandsman1 on Sept 26, 2006 19:32:51 GMT -5
hey somebody just said gettin high made ya smart hell id be a friggin genius if that was true hahaha
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Post by cpdad on Sept 26, 2006 19:53:52 GMT -5
speaking of getting high. ;D
what made the dude that discovered LSD....scrape fungus off of grain..and end up with a drug that probably changed our country...for better or worse....during the 60's.
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Post by docone31 on Sept 26, 2006 20:43:04 GMT -5
That was just the mother ship in Roswell crashed. Before that time, Lysergic Acid Diethylamide was just being experimented with to eliminate the minor threat the Electricals presented. Unfortunately, the creators, experimenting with LSD, forgot what they were originally doing. What was left of the sentient life forms on the now splattered mother ship, quickly used their technology to modify their sentient forms. They landed on some power transmission lines and it was a simple matter to just enter the lines and spread out. Now, no longer needing to breathe gaseous cyanide sulphate, they could travel freely. Even to the remains of the inventory that had been brought underground.
They originally created a life form that looked like a large cuterbrae. It had four large front teeth that tunneled into a persons ear and from there controlled their thougths. They were called Brain Worms. Brain Worms, however were the equal to our vegetarians and only ate moist charcoal.
The original creators of LSD, kinda got a little fried. They were free from Brain Worms, but, now they saw Elementals all the time. They got grey hair also. The politicians, created by the Electricals, had convinced us, that LSD was a scheduled drug, instead of a self defense weapon. Meantime, the people who were training with that weapon, got really confused by all the chaos. They started watching people's skin fall off, leaves that walked, and trees that had eyes, beards, and sang Beatles songs. Some even got to sing with David Bowie. After that, we were left with shoving a Maglight up our partner's nose, and pulling chips out with needle nose pliers. The politicians even manipulated that, and put people saving their partners from a fate worse than death, and put them in counseling. They are destined to become Winston Smith, all of them.
See, Granola, Boones Farm wine, and Birkenstocks are labels of the Electricals. That is how we know. Especially where they wear white socks, Birkenstocks, Shorts, and it is snowing. They also have adopted the language of Electrical servants. They go And-um a lot. That is one of the indicators.
We can win, we must take the streets!
Tune in, turn on, drop out. Man the Maglights, stock up on tinfoil, get needle nose pliers.
The deed is done, light the furnaces, let the beatings begin!!!!
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Post by agatemaggot on Sept 26, 2006 21:49:30 GMT -5
snails wouldn't be much of a challange, have you ever got a good whif of a snapping turtle that had just been yanked out of a brackish river backwater ? There had to be an extreamly large amount of alcohol involved in that bet !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by 181lizard on Sept 26, 2006 22:14:51 GMT -5
Well...if the tinfoil hats really work...I own a Pub & I have alot of foil stocked up in the back. When they start getting rid of it in a few years, ya'll just remember, Lizard has a cache'!
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Post by docone31 on Sept 26, 2006 22:39:06 GMT -5
Hey, just visualize, You just had the chip pulled out of your nose by what apparently was a raging lunatic. Now, you find yourself looking at everyone with suspicion. Your nose is bleeding, thoughts you never concieved before materialize right before your eyes. Each person you see, the first thing you think is, DO THEY HAVE PLIERS? You realize how much you were of a concept that matched the now, reality. Your job, so previously important, suddenly means less than nothing. Your mate, the first on the scene with pliers, appears to be of a Gestaltic mentality, believing we had always been at war with Eurasia, we had never been at war with Eurasia, you even doubt Eurasia even exists.
Soon,
No mate, and no prospect. They seem like aliens. Of course they all have Brain Worms, so in effect they are aliens. They are afraid of Eurasia. They all have the he-hes, and the she-shes.
You ask them how they are doing and they tell you about how their partner makes them think things, not how they feel.
No job, no mate, no prospect, no transportation, no home, no desire to fall back into the race. The Electricals you just escaped from come from the outlets in the wall, you can hear the screams from the dungeon under the houses. You watch everybody walk into the gas chambers, willingly, thinking they are headed for Nirvana. The water tastes like diesel fuel, with fusel oil mixed in, your belly hurts from missing something. With the chip missing from your head, you no longer feel a longing to do a banquet. You realize that the only protein comes from reprocessing the dead into green chips called Soylent. Your head spins. You walk, and walk, and walk, watching people with that dull look in their eyes quickly responding to the bell, and the screens blazing, "We have won a great victory! The war will soon be over! We must work harder to meet our quotas."
Then you see it.
The tide is low, the mud flat has that hole full of water. In it, an head. It is just sticking out of the water. You sneak up, and grab a tail. The smell! You put the shell in the crook of a tree to compress the spine. You light a fire with tinder and friction. You put the Snapping turtle on the fire. The odor goes away, the shell cracks away, you flip it over, and the smell of fresh food is all you sense.
You take the turtle off the fire. it is hot. You roll it on the ground. The shell comes off, the skin peels off. Fresh meat! Yeah! The only thing missing is A-1 sauce. The only problem is A-1 contains the embryo of the Electricals. One bite with A-1 and you will again become Winston Smith, ashamed of feeling like an human, wanting to run to again become a sentient life form.
That is the price of the forbidden fruit. We long for it, but it will transform us back into something we feel no honour with. We will again base our self esteem, another Electrical word, on status by a credit line. Again something non-tangible unless we are one with the enemy.
Eating snapping turtle is nothing compared to the price of returning to the fold that never existed. Each pungent scent is a reminder of life, of freedom, of being human!
The expression of having even one independant thought transcends any convience. Better to live off locusts and honey, and sackcloth and ashes than polyester, spandex, Cotton blend.
Light the fires, warn the people, show them the way! Stand in a dark room, take a flashlight and shine it under your chin, and shout..... Get behind me Electricals!!! Develop a following, organize, pull out chips, shout the news.
Freedom is at hand!
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Post by 181lizard on Sept 26, 2006 22:47:22 GMT -5
I've pondered this one many, many times...
Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?
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Post by docone31 on Sept 26, 2006 23:03:08 GMT -5
Kamikaze, the divine wind.
The pilots wear helmets so when they hit something, the other divine wind will not make their ears ring.
I thought that would be obvious.
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Post by docone31 on Sept 26, 2006 23:14:56 GMT -5
I forgot to add, flatulence. That is the other divine wind. Most times though, it is not regarded as such untill after.
I mean, the expression, scared the s**t out of that person. Did you ever sneak up on a toddler with a paper bag, or a Q-Tip, sneak up on them and pop the bag suddenly.
Yup, it comes out. They yell, drop things, fall over in the chair, and ultimately have to change their pants.
The Kamikaze pilots wore the helmets so the other divine wind would not make them change their pants untill after they were done flying around, enjoying the total experience.
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Post by blarneystone on Sept 27, 2006 9:37:25 GMT -5
.....That is the price of the forbidden fruit. We long for it, but it will transform us back into something we feel no honour with. We will again base our self esteem, another Electrical word, on status by a credit line. Again something non-tangible unless we are one with the enemy. Eating snapping turtle is nothing compared to the price of returning to the fold that never existed. Each pungent scent is a reminder of life, of freedom, of being human! The expression of having even one independant thought transcends any convience. Better to live off locusts and honey, and sackcloth and ashes than polyester, spandex, Cotton blend.... Truly inspired words Doc... |
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Post by Sabre52 on Sept 27, 2006 10:34:10 GMT -5
Parfive: *LOL* up, that was my thought about the mushroom thingee. To me they always taste like worms and dirt anyway and a few of them will kill you slowly and very painfully if you eat just a little. Must've been one very hungry or very stupid test subject!! Wonder if that's how " drawing straws" or "odds and evens" was invented?. " Hey Grok ole buddy! I'm feeling awful hungry. How's about we draw straws to see who gets to taste that shroom over there?"..mel
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Post by 181lizard on Sept 27, 2006 13:00:22 GMT -5
Doc...I thought it would be very obvious that, to control the divine wind yer talking about, ya just need a clothes pin! Ask Bubba the Redneck, he's the one that told me about it first!
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Post by docone31 on Sept 27, 2006 13:34:23 GMT -5
A clothes pin won't do it. It needs something really large, round, and someone with an hammer to push it in.
Of course, we all know what happens when we hold in flatulence. It backs up, travels up the spine, and that is where s**tty thoughts come from.
Maybe that is why there are so many of those thoughts around. It isn't green to act on some of those. It isn't green to get backed up and become one of those thought incubators.
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Post by connrock on Sept 30, 2006 8:19:29 GMT -5
LCARS,
It was usually the wife that tested mushrooms!!!
connrock
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Post by connrock on Sept 30, 2006 9:34:14 GMT -5
Ive had 2 strange experiences down here in the basement and 1 at the nursing home where my mom died.
Some time after my father-in-law died I was working in my shop with my son and had mentioned how it took my FIL forever to do everything.He was the slowest man on earth but VERY precise to the point of perfection no matter what he was doing.
It was a very hot humid night and I was making fun of him when all of a sudden I felt a VERY cold breeze that lasted only seconds!I asked my son if he felt it and he looked at me like I was nuts and said "No"!Some time later (months) the same thing happened when I was alone and "talking" to my FIL about helping me with a project I was doing!I ran up stairs and watched TV and had a hard time going back down here for a long time.
The second strange thing happened very shortly after my mom died.My mom loved flowers and any type of plants so her house was chuck full of them when she passed away at the age of 92.We had to get everything out of her house before selling it and I took a Christmas Cactus that she was rooting for me.It was about a 6 months to 1 year old plant that was in a 3" pot.I put it in a window down here in the room where my stereo and desk are so it would be out of "harms way".Again I was working with my son and heard a loud crash come from the "desk room" which was right behind us.I went in a looked to see what had made the noise and found one of my very heavy stereo speakers had fallen from where I had it hanging on the wall and it landed right on the Christmas Cactus!!
The way my speakers are mounted on the walls there is NO way they can fall! I inspected the hardware that was holding the speaker and there was nothing broken or bent,etc!!!The speakers MUST be lifted straight up about 1-1/2" in order to remove them!!I said to my son "How the hell did this fall?"He just looked at me with a weird puzzled look and while shaking his head said "I don't know dad"!
Number 3 was the strangest for me and also the most difficult cope with.
My mom was in a nursing home and it was inevitable that she would not make it through the next day or so,so my sister and I took turns staying with her so she would not be alone when she passed on.We sat with mom that entire day and it was the longest day of my life as every breath my mom took seemed to be her last as she would inhale,,,,hold it in and then exhale in a big gasp!I ended up with the "night shift" as my sister is much older then I and would not be able to adjust to the different hours.My sister left at about 4 pm and said she would be back about 7 or 8 the next morning.I watched the TV as I held my moms hand and as time went on I was having a VERY hard time staying awake so I started to go out doors and have a smoke every time I got the sleepies.I smoked the cigarette as fast as possible and get back to mom and that terrible breathing!!!
At 2:30am I caught my head bobbing so I went out for a smoke break.It was a very calm clear June night and I peered off into space with all sorts of thoughts going through my mind.For some reason I took my time smoking this cigarette and when I was finished with it I immediately lit another one and said out loud "OK mom,,,,,,,,,I'll give you more time,,,,,,,,,it's time to let go".
I had tears coming down my cheeks as I stared into the branches and small leaves of a nearby Ash that was lighted with a golden tone from the parking lot lights.I was praying to Jesus to please take my mom so she would not have to suffer any longer.As I stared into the Ash I suddenly felt a feeling of peace and calmness that is very hard to describe.I can't put it into words but it was a feeli8ng I had never experienced before or since.I caught myself "day dreaming" ,put out the cigarette and on the way back down the hall to my mom's room I saw a nurse coming out with a sad look on her face!She looked at me and said "I'm so sorry,,,,,,,,,She's gone"!
I have feelings of guilt for not being there to hold my mom's hand as she left us that will last the rest of my life and I don't know what it was that I experienced "day dreaming" into that Ash tree.I think to myself,,,,,,Was it mom saying good-bye?? Was it our Lord telling me she was in His hands now?? Was it something or someone trying to tell me to get back inside??
I guess I'll never know but at 2:30 am on every Fathers Day I look up into the sky and wonder!!!
connrock
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Post by 181lizard on Sept 30, 2006 13:05:22 GMT -5
But Connrock...you WERE with her.
And maybe, it was easier for her to leave our world with you not in the room.
I have an extremely close connection with my daughter. She is the reason I was put on this earth. However God plans for me to leave, I probably will have an easier time if she's not there cause as long as she is, I will probably hang on with bloody nails not to leave her.
I think your Mom, as Mom's often do, was still trying to protect her family...at least that's how I see it.
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Post by connrock on Sept 30, 2006 16:24:15 GMT -5
181,
Later that morning the nurse told me that "Sometimes "they" wait until they are alone"!
connrock
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Post by xenaswolf on Sept 30, 2006 19:15:31 GMT -5
My mom did the same thing, waited till all of us were out of the room to finally let go.
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Post by stefan on Oct 3, 2006 12:41:14 GMT -5
Yea Con- Your Mom Needed to go- but would not leave with you there- You did the right thing-
My strangest thing was when my wife's father was dying- I had a dream the night he died- that he came to visit me- asked me to look after my wife and our son (then 2 years old) it was so real- I woke up crying- I called my wife EARLY the next morning- she told me her dad had passed- then told me about a dream she had- where he had told her everything would be ok- and that he was proud of her- My Mother-in-law had a dream that night too- He had told her he would miss her- and to move on with her life- my sister-in-laws all had dreams that night- he told them things would be ok- and that he was always going to be with them- Ghosts??? NO- Angles- Well I believe!
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