Topic: 25 years...
Anonymous A started this discussion 3 years ago #104,700
What have you achieved in the last 25 years, fora?
Parkinson Goldstein joined in and replied with this 3 years ago, 12 minutes later[^] [v] #1,178,386
I have collected hundreds of pictures of Syntax. I have probably cloned 50% of them using his image into very sick and twisted situations. I have also kept up with almost every move he has made. I have even gone as far as sending items to his home address and using pre-paid cell phone to call and harass him. I have done this up until he passed away about 6 months ago from congestive heart failure caused by complications of the Covid virus. Now I fill his 25 year void he left in my life by shit posting all over the interweb foras.
Anonymous C joined in and replied with this 3 years ago, 50 seconds later, 13 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #1,178,387
you were how old then? were you even alive?
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Anonymous B replied with this 3 years ago, 2 minutes later, 16 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #1,178,389
@previous (C)
Please come back while sober or after gaining a few more points on your IQ and try again please.
Please come back while sober or after gaining a few more points on your IQ and try again please.
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Kook !!rcSrAtaAC joined in and replied with this 3 years ago, 1 second later, 50 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #1,178,393
How old are you, op?
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Dead !Pool..v42s joined in and replied with this 3 years ago, 1 hour later, 2 hours after the original post[^] [v] #1,178,408
Made meaningful and meaningless choices/social connections and done meaningful and meaningless stuff
Parkinson Goldstein replied with this 3 years ago, 1 hour later, 3 hours after the original post[^] [v] #1,178,411
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Anonymous H joined in and replied with this 3 years ago, 15 hours later, 18 hours after the original post[^] [v] #1,178,498
@1,178,389 (B)
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!MLHqI35Srs joined in and replied with this 3 years ago, 15 hours later, 1 day after the original post[^] [v] #1,178,827
In teliomeric time, my spy has achieved the roadblock of abusing hyperthyraxainaically/steroideogenesiaicistiaraicairiaially the sterols to engage in a piss-boasting session but as I suspect any number of the contemporaries-as-they-actually-are nothing further.
Consider it a fetish for the Hirschfieldite tables.
Piss distraction is not a commonly used deterrence technique but that's been 25 minutes; I mean to say, it would be if you were as autistic as for it to deter in 5, but not so (in significance) say, 2 hours' 25 (if such human nephronal properties were even possible).
Consider it a fetish for the Hirschfieldite tables.
Piss distraction is not a commonly used deterrence technique but that's been 25 minutes; I mean to say, it would be if you were as autistic as for it to deter in 5, but not so (in significance) say, 2 hours' 25 (if such human nephronal properties were even possible).
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Anonymous J joined in and replied with this 3 years ago, 3 hours later, 1 day after the original post[^] [v] #1,178,838
I just got informally interviewed by the owner of a cafe. Unstructuredly, spontaneously. pre-coverances approvedSTRONG- opp. WEAK, ~n.-desperation--- both logistically-intensativistically
That's what I've achieved in 30 if it part-answers your q., @OP.
t., !MLHqI35Srs
That's what I've achieved in 30 if it part-answers your q., @OP.
t., !MLHqI35Srs
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Anonymous A (OP) replied with this 3 years ago, 2 months later, 2 months after the original post[^] [v] #1,192,569
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I've smoked my weight in marinara plants.
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I successfully succeeded in not wasting half my life by obsessively stalking some old man in California.
Anonymous N joined in and replied with this 3 years ago, 10 hours later, 2 months after the original post[^] [v] #1,192,998
Work with clocks long enough and you'll see enough time to notice that as it passes not enough of it exists to last long enough for now. Clocks are tricky. You glance at the time and get your temporal bearings and that gives you an idea of where you are the same as any map, or know your general heading through maybe like a compass keeps you headed any which way through space. Sit and watch a clock count through 10,800 ticks of a second hand. that's just 3 hours to a clockmaker. it's an eternity to sit through for anyone that's not interested in finding a particular moment in the mechanism that hangs up irregularly.
Trying to observe that moment in the present stops feeling like now is a moment that has any meaningful duration. What will be becomes what was and you straddle between time like it's a reflection between two mirrors. Time in physics is a measure of the amount of change in a formula that's answering other questions. time may not be a thing. It may just be emergent phenomenon from some process. Maybe there's a bulk universe and past and future are always there, there's lots of different ideas. and you'll still never catch a moment of it.
You'll just see that it's gone and you'll start to lose your stomach for the freefall. if we passed through space similarly how quickly would the ground beneath you be travelling as you skipped across the surface from one point to another? the nonsense answer is that we pass through time at the speed of light. But we don't really have the right questions to get at sensical answers. there's just nothing to grasp onto to steady yourself. so you grasp onto other things and where you are at least feels like a when.
Wherever you go, there you are. And 1,800 moments have slipped away. 9,000 to go and what seemed like a stupid number to watch tick away suddenly seem like no sweat, and each long seconds you stare into the maw seems to creep by. unless you're paying attention they're gone in huge numbers.
86,400 moments went by yesterday. stare at a clock and see each second and how long can you do it before you feel like you're wasting a lot of time. you'll get bored pretty quick, you're not stopping your day to count to 360 slowly, you'll get antsy. it's hard to do. 604,800 of them were experienced completely though in a week. That's above my paygrade amounts of counting. 10,800, that's what gave me an existential crisis about where now was.
that slog through watched moments makes you think there's plenty of now for you to hang onto. and lots of later for all the things that we work for. gonna go, gonna do, gonna see, all these things are coming up. but i'm tired, i'll do it later. no biggie.
And it's not, you have shit to do, you're usually busy, something going on now. you hold onto your tasks in the immediate future, you're jamming out on the way to work, or focused on tasks, kicking it with your coffee on the patio, or you just start talking about something pointlessly and hope for the best you're not just prattling on.
2,419,200 ticks of a clock come off sounding hollow when you think how many times something has ever been put off till next month. no where close to 10,800 which sounded like a big number less than an hour ago. fuck no i'm not wasting 3 hours staring at seconds. you've got way to much to do to waste time like that. that was my day job as a clockmaker. counting seconds is just busywork.
if you want to feel the freefall, hold on tight.
take ten minutes, busy people, feel 600 seconds. reaaaally savor them. watch them drag, and drag, and really feel it. let's feel them at the speed we're really going.
31,536,000 of those little eons was just last year. count to 600 seconds. if you do it, you're a steely eyed missile man. lets waste them and really feel it.
315,360,000 of those agonizing empty seconds. even inanimate clocks are starting to reach their limit of ability to count them off. a decade of moments.
630,720,000 and most clocks are toast. but that's just 20 years. it's hard to bear watching 10 minutes creep by when the point is to throw them away mindfully. it's hard to do. 3 hours was a marathon of sheer endurance and determination that makes me feel kinda a minor panic attack and is incredibly hard to think about ever attempting again.
1,216,440,000 is your 40th birthday. that's when i set my mind to mindfully and with all of my will power to feel 3 hours of nothing but pure nowness. that number is one billion and change. and i grieve for simply for just 3 hours. because of what they stand for. how long has it been since you had the time for someone you love who's been missing you?
Trying to observe that moment in the present stops feeling like now is a moment that has any meaningful duration. What will be becomes what was and you straddle between time like it's a reflection between two mirrors. Time in physics is a measure of the amount of change in a formula that's answering other questions. time may not be a thing. It may just be emergent phenomenon from some process. Maybe there's a bulk universe and past and future are always there, there's lots of different ideas. and you'll still never catch a moment of it.
You'll just see that it's gone and you'll start to lose your stomach for the freefall. if we passed through space similarly how quickly would the ground beneath you be travelling as you skipped across the surface from one point to another? the nonsense answer is that we pass through time at the speed of light. But we don't really have the right questions to get at sensical answers. there's just nothing to grasp onto to steady yourself. so you grasp onto other things and where you are at least feels like a when.
Wherever you go, there you are. And 1,800 moments have slipped away. 9,000 to go and what seemed like a stupid number to watch tick away suddenly seem like no sweat, and each long seconds you stare into the maw seems to creep by. unless you're paying attention they're gone in huge numbers.
86,400 moments went by yesterday. stare at a clock and see each second and how long can you do it before you feel like you're wasting a lot of time. you'll get bored pretty quick, you're not stopping your day to count to 360 slowly, you'll get antsy. it's hard to do. 604,800 of them were experienced completely though in a week. That's above my paygrade amounts of counting. 10,800, that's what gave me an existential crisis about where now was.
that slog through watched moments makes you think there's plenty of now for you to hang onto. and lots of later for all the things that we work for. gonna go, gonna do, gonna see, all these things are coming up. but i'm tired, i'll do it later. no biggie.
And it's not, you have shit to do, you're usually busy, something going on now. you hold onto your tasks in the immediate future, you're jamming out on the way to work, or focused on tasks, kicking it with your coffee on the patio, or you just start talking about something pointlessly and hope for the best you're not just prattling on.
2,419,200 ticks of a clock come off sounding hollow when you think how many times something has ever been put off till next month. no where close to 10,800 which sounded like a big number less than an hour ago. fuck no i'm not wasting 3 hours staring at seconds. you've got way to much to do to waste time like that. that was my day job as a clockmaker. counting seconds is just busywork.
if you want to feel the freefall, hold on tight.
take ten minutes, busy people, feel 600 seconds. reaaaally savor them. watch them drag, and drag, and really feel it. let's feel them at the speed we're really going.
31,536,000 of those little eons was just last year. count to 600 seconds. if you do it, you're a steely eyed missile man. lets waste them and really feel it.
315,360,000 of those agonizing empty seconds. even inanimate clocks are starting to reach their limit of ability to count them off. a decade of moments.
630,720,000 and most clocks are toast. but that's just 20 years. it's hard to bear watching 10 minutes creep by when the point is to throw them away mindfully. it's hard to do. 3 hours was a marathon of sheer endurance and determination that makes me feel kinda a minor panic attack and is incredibly hard to think about ever attempting again.
1,216,440,000 is your 40th birthday. that's when i set my mind to mindfully and with all of my will power to feel 3 hours of nothing but pure nowness. that number is one billion and change. and i grieve for simply for just 3 hours. because of what they stand for. how long has it been since you had the time for someone you love who's been missing you?