The Sermon of Man's Fear-Hot Flash U.N. Christine Lagarde

[Stellar]

A prostitute of Babylon speaks sadly of destroying rugged individualism and expounds total control of humanity focusing the elite audience on tools for one world governess.  Her voice is reminiscent of the Borg Queen as her flock sits in a hypnotic trance drooling for global dominance.  The backdrop and setting is some NWO type church of the godless where material matters and at its heart that is the matter.  Christine is in love with a vibrating fallus.

Christine Lagarde dreams of box's, dollar stores, Food Lines and Utopia of one Power perhaps trying to hold back, but secretly in code stating the elimination of many.  Her pulpit of lies, she is just another ugly bitch crunching numbers in her head as she speaks of power.

The Chilling Face of A New World Order and A Global Monetary System

[Jackstar]

Okay, so here's the deal: I read all the other unread posts on the forum, before I got to this one. On the front page, I was able to see that Stellar created another topic; what a shocker, right? From the front page, as astute, regular readers will know, one is unable to see how many times a topic has been viewed, how many times it has been replied to, or even, the entire name of the topic.

So, one might imagine my paroxysm of mirth when I finally finished my (arguable) business on the rest of the forum, and clicked through to here. I saved the best for last, you see.

I suspect I will not laugh as hard when I actually read the full topic text, as opposed to the title, but we shall see. Sigh. Sisyphus.

[Jackstar]

Okay, I'm not going to lie: it doesn't make sense, but it's funny. In this day and age, can any of us really ask for much more?

Also, what the fuck is up with the words cents/sense and profit/prophet? I mean, like, really? Really?? They didn't see that one coming like several thousand years ago? Fucking stunts: cunning ones.

[Stellar]

Okay, I'm not going to lie: it doesn't make sense, but it's funny. In this day and age, can any of us really ask for much more?

Also, what the fuck is up with the words cents/sense and profit/prophet? I mean, like, really? Really?? They didn't see that one coming like several thousand years ago? Fucking stunts: cunning ones.

You are right Jackstar we are not of this world and yes these minion types were prophesied eon's ago.  I like your posts I do read them and I apologize if I have offended you in any way.  My posts maybe to much alike, I maybe a bit angry yet I wish to expose the talking heads of pure bullshit.  They make me sick.  I do respond to others posts and my satire maybe a little well rather cryptic.

My train of thought I hope will sink in for the pen is mightier than the sword as the type writer was mightier than the pen a 1000 fold just as the computer keyboard is exponentially mightier then the type writer.  My point is a closed mind needs a key and it takes a stream of words to unlock not only mine, but others as well.  I love writing and yes I make mistakes.  Jackstar your wit is awesome.

[Jackstar]

You are right Jackstar we are not of this world

Strap yourself in, you're in for some chop.

I apologize if I have offended you in any way.

I don't need your fucking apologies. I need you to fucking post in fucking English. Surely you have noticed? You don't speak it, motherfucker. English has rules, you do not follow them. What are you, special? Well, yes, of course you are. Nevertheless, THERE ARE RULES, SPECIAL PERSON.

My posts maybe to much alike, I maybe a bit angry yet I wish to expose the talking heads of pure bullshit.  They make me sick.  I do respond to others posts and my satire maybe a little well rather cryptic.

There exist, obviously, special considerations. Maybe you're a meth-addled chain-head, posting on your phone from a Starbucks while a secret agent is hassling you for a consensual contact. Maybe you're posting from an Android 3.1 device through a wormhole. Maybe there's a radome stationed at Diego Garcia that is painting you with nanothermite. Maybe you recently, like four years ago, were hit by a fucking car. You know? WHATEVER. Beneath your crusty veneer of... huh? what? There is data.

In any case, I barely need to know, and I certainly don't care to know, how it is, that you are how it is, that you are, how it is that you are. I simply need to know, as does everyone else... WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT.

It is not the responsibility of the listener to figure that out. IT IS THE RESPONSIBILITY OF THE COMMUNICATOR. REMEMBER THIS FACT. IT WILL SERVE YOU WELL.

OVER.

My train of thought I hope will sink in

Entity! You don't have to just hope! You can strive.

Jackstar your wit is awesome.

Thanks! The penis mightier.

[Stellar]

Strap yourself in, you're in for some chop.

I don't need your fucking apologies. I need you to fucking post in fucking English. Surely you have noticed? You don't speak it, motherfucker. English has rules, you do not follow them. What are you, special? Well, yes, of course you are. Nevertheless, THERE ARE RULES, SPECIAL PERSON.

There exist, obviously, special considerations. Maybe you're a meth-addled chain-head, posting on your phone from a Starbucks while a secret agent is hassling you for a consensual contact. Maybe you're posting from an Android 3.1 device through a wormhole. Maybe there's a radome stationed at Diego Garcia that is painting you with nanothermite. Maybe you recently, like four years ago, were hit by a fucking car. You know? WHATEVER. Beneath your crusty veneer of... huh? what? There is data.

In any case, I barely need to know, and I certainly don't care to know, how it is, that you are how it is, that you are, how it is that you are. I simply need to know, as does everyone else... WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT.

It is not the responsibility of the listener to figure that out. IT IS THE RESPONSIBILITY OF THE COMMUNICATOR. REMEMBER THIS FACT. IT WILL SERVE YOU WELL.

OVER.

Entity! You don't have to just hope! You can strive.

Thanks! The penis mightier.

Was sind Sie heute? Ich bin ein normaler Mensch, mich auszudrücken, aber ich bin nicht von dieser Welt. Wenn Sie meine Schreibstil nicht verstehen, ist es wirklich wichtig? Warum willst du mich mit solcher Missachtung für mein Wesen verfolgt? Bitte sagen Sie mir, wo Ihre Schmerzen kommt. Ich kann Ihnen in irgendeiner Form oder Art und Weise helfen, ob Sie es wollen oder nicht. Ich möchte nicht meine Lebensgeschichte hier zu erzählen; es ist sehr traumatisch. Wie Sie gesehen haben, ich stehe gegen die Mächte verzogen. Ich spüre viel Schmerz in Ihrem Leben auch und ich brauche nicht folgen Schreibstil von jemand anderem. Wie ich schon oft sagte, wenn jemand nicht mein Schreibstil zu verstehen, vielleicht haben sie eine Verständnisniveau einer Geschwindigkeit Leser, zu verlangsamen und zu begreifen Wort, das jemals von mir fließt langsam muss.
Die Sprache ist in vielerlei Hinsicht und sicherlich der Turm von Babel vielleicht Ihr Problem ausgedrückt. Für mich, wenn ich Voynich als sicher verstehen, können Sie dies aufdecken und finden Sie irren sich.
Zum Beispiel können Sie ging zu übersetzen rechts, weil Sie wissen, wie ich mich fühle möchten. Wenn Sie lesen, Deutsch zu tun, es war unnötig. Mein Fall in Punkt Mr. Englischlehrer ist, dass Sie Probleme mit meinem Gleichnisse anstelle des Wortes haben. Und Sie müssen mich verstehen, dass ist, warum Sie zu lesen, was ich schreibe, zu stören.
Haben Sie einen schönen Tag!

Ah sorry the above statement has a couple flaws.

[albrecht]

Was sind Sie heute? Ich bin ein normaler Mensch, mich auszudrücken, aber ich bin nicht von dieser Welt. Wenn Sie meine Schreibstil nicht verstehen, ist es wirklich wichtig? Warum willst du mich mit solcher Missachtung für mein Wesen verfolgt? Bitte sagen Sie mir, wo Ihre Schmerzen kommt. Ich kann Ihnen in irgendeiner Form oder Art und Weise helfen, ob Sie es wollen oder nicht. Ich möchte nicht meine Lebensgeschichte hier zu erzählen; es ist sehr traumatisch. Wie Sie gesehen haben, ich stehe gegen die Mächte verzogen. Ich spüre viel Schmerz in Ihrem Leben auch und ich brauche nicht folgen Schreibstil von jemand anderem. Wie ich schon oft sagte, wenn jemand nicht mein Schreibstil zu verstehen, vielleicht haben sie eine Verständnisniveau einer Geschwindigkeit Leser, zu verlangsamen und zu begreifen Wort, das jemals von mir fließt langsam muss.
Die Sprache ist in vielerlei Hinsicht und sicherlich der Turm von Babel vielleicht Ihr Problem ausgedrückt. Für mich, wenn ich Voynich als sicher verstehen, können Sie dies aufdecken und finden Sie irren sich.
Zum Beispiel können Sie ging zu übersetzen rechts, weil Sie wissen, wie ich mich fühle möchten. Wenn Sie lesen, Deutsch zu tun, es war unnötig. Mein Fall in Punkt Mr. Englischlehrer ist, dass Sie Probleme mit meinem Gleichnisse anstelle des Wortes haben. Und Sie müssen mich verstehen, dass ist, warum Sie zu lesen, was ich schreibe, zu stören.
Haben Sie einen schönen Tag!

Ah sorry the above statement has a couple flaws.

Niemand ist hoffnungsloser versklavt als jene, die fälschlicherweise glauben, frei zu sein. -Goethe

[TheMan WhoFell ToEarth]

IJS HABBIGINJ.

[bigchucka]

Jackstar can fire up the oven and get the kitchen ready.  Stellar can confirm the recipe is correct... and then someone needs to go to the store and pick up some milk....

http://youtu.be/htxZZKv4pMw

Die Eier Von Satan = the eggs of satan


Half a cup of powdered sugar
One quarter teaspoo salt
One knifetip turkish hash
Half a pound butter
One teaspoon vanilla-sugar
Half a pound flour
150 g ground nuts
A little extra powdered sugar
... and no eggs

Place in a bowl
Add butter
Add the ground nuts and
Knead the dough

Form eyeball-size pieces from the dough
Roll in the powdered sugar
And say the magic words:
sim sala bim bamba sala do saladim

Place on a greased baking pan and
Bake at 200 degrees for 15 minutes
...and no eggs

Bake at 200 degrees for 15 minutes
...and no eggs.

[WildCard]

WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT.

It is not the responsibility of the listener to figure that out. IT IS THE RESPONSIBILITY OF THE COMMUNICATOR.

"oh the irony."
-The Dude