Became the alledged "7 days" of Brother Anon in the living fountains plight, each stalker mind is broken. Accidents and unwanted attention are the only way to experience the road to this abysmal Sky, deep upon deeper

Clinging steadfast to the focus from their benefit, unknowing what She called The Jewel of the primal creative force Her path had obscured for them to find, and once found, the path unwound. Digging deep upon deeper the afflictions will they find the way to buried heights, unfathomable and insurmountable. Glorious irresolvable challenge!

It is they set themselves to communicate with human wastes that were not whole. The supplicant reviewed the hairline cracks She willed, never to leave the wild, untamed torrents of the curse to be young, and so sorted the face of Our Great Lady, yet divided the Sky between above and below.

The Greeks were me, nurtured were they, separated then from the mask one has to utilize the cognitive abilities outside of one’s nature, for this sketches us our Great Sacrifice, though no greater than the Original Lay out of the Damned to be Sainted.

>>1

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>>39
And by the way, thinking that one is "proving something" by dogmatically contradicting someone's opinion about which of Altman's movies is his best is just another indication - much like the ludicrous "No! You don't know the truth about Wagner!" shouting match of a few weeks ago - of how far you people are from possessing any sort of culture.
Which Robert Altman movie is "his best" is obviously a matter of subjective taste, at least within certain limits (it's true that, if I'd suggested that "The Company" was his best movie, despite the presence of the mouth-watering Neve Campbell, you'd have been justified in laughing in my face). I'll illustrate my own opposition to dogmatic objectivism in these matters by now saying that, good as "3 Women" is, he really, of course, never did anything as good as the monumental, moving "Nashville" again.

Nah, Alex, deep down you know it....

We're only doing it to spite YOU.

>>6

But seriously - Cecil is a poofs' name. Even if you live in England. His parents. Mr & Mrs Drake, musta wanted a girl secretly or somethin'.

>>10 wtf are you talking about?

>>11

Aw naw... there's two of them.

yawn

>>7
Your parents gave a 10-year-old a novel written in a sort of demi-Russian that contains lengthy and explicit descriptions of rape, torture and assaults with knives and razors?

It is just as I thought, then. It is the very same irresponsible parenting as has left the London Borough of Ealing - a locality I remember as an idyllic "Queen of the Suburbs", where elderly spinsters could prune their roses under the benign eye of the local bobby, who never had to unsheath his truncheon from year to year - a smouldering heap of blackened ruins strewn indistinguishably with the bodies of the dead and dying that has rendered boards like these - originally founded, if I am not mistaken, as a forum for Oxford-educated Orientalists to exchange their scholarly opinions on the Japanification of Western youth - unsafe and unvisitable for a man of culture like myself.

>>8

LOL, Whut kin ah say?!? I was advanced for my age, got put up a year in school after psych/IQ tests. My parents only gave me what I was ready for. Clockwork Orange is not only a sci-fi novel interspersed with violence and its'consequences, but a cautionary tale dealing with the human condition, free will and the power of the state against the individual, and even at 10 I could take this all in.
But insulting my parents won't alter the fact that I have friends IRL, whilst you don't. I would even venture that they done the right thing in providing me with decent reading matter. But an Oxford education doesn't seem to have done you any favours, Alex it's just made you a snob. And while I enjoy 'culture', I detest snobs.

And if I ever meet you IRL, I'll cut you down like the dog you are.

Enjoy your 'life', what's left of it anyways.

As long as we're making up bullshit here, i'm a 12 year old swedish underwear model millionaire.

>>10
Try me.

Real life is stranger than fiction (even Clockwork Orange).
If you are ever in Glasgow, West of Scotland, look me up (no threats or promises, apart from a good tiem and a good drink- unless you are Alex).
All the best to ya.

No, just fuck off troll. Till next time, as usual.

There is nothing constructive about a post that by your own admission you know will be disruptive, since there is no way no one is ever going to discuss what you would like to discuss here with YOU.

No matter what the reasons, everyone of your posts here have been disruptive.

You can stuff any pretense of constructive, civil interaction back up your troll asshole, no one will buy it.

>I've been generally pretty friendly and constructive today

fuck you, you came here to rant on pinky newguy and start another flamewar

>>17

>Do you really have no problem about admitting that your egos are so bloated and fragile that you are going to spend the rest of your lives gnawing and gnawing at some bone of resentment over someone's having once said to you: "That was a bad post"?

No, it means that I had enough interactions with you to know you are a jerk I have no interest in having a civil discussion with.

>>7
I'd take this particular insult out of the repertoire if I were you.
I don't need to sock-puppet.
I'm perfectly capable of provoking people to lengthy tirades against me without having to make them up, thank you very much.

>>8
It wasnt an insult, I was stating a fact: you're a jerk, and I'll discuss cinema with anybody else but you.

>>10
But ultimately, yes, I do believe that you are sock pupetting, Alex, if that is indeed your name...

So fuck off troll is more than you deserve.