CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
Umm, no, why the fuck would it be? We are nothing but our biology. NTOHING.
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THE BRAIN IS JUST A REDUCTION DEVICE FOR THE SPIRITUAL ENTITES WE REALLY ARE!!!!!!!!!
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CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
NO. Why the FUCK would we be? The universe isn't for us. We're nothign.
Dark Pickle
Fucked Off
The Good Lord Jesus Christ just soiled himself reading this thread!
SilentBtViolent
Rape Ape
I wonder if I was a star of david (jewperstar).
The Tomtrek
Love Wookiee
I don't have a psysical presence. I am The Internet.
CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
AND MY AXE.
FBI parte due
Folces Weard
How does a reduction device work, anyways?
CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
That is not for man to say.
Eggs Mayonnaise
All In With The Nuts
Before Lord God made the sea and the land
He held all the stars in the palm of his hand
And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand
And one little star fell alone
Then the Lord God hunted through the wild night air
For the little dark star in the wind down there
And he stated and promised he'd take special care
So it wouldn't get lost again
Now, a man don't mind if the stars grow dim
And the clouds blow over and darken him
So long as the Lord God's watching over him
Keeping track how it all goes on
But I've been walking through the night and the day
Till my eyes get weary and my hair turns grey
And sometimes it seems maybe God's gone away
Forgetting the promise that we heard him say
And we're lost out here in the stars
Little stars, big stars
Blowing through the night
And we're lost out here in the stars
Little stars, big stars
Blowing through the night
And we're lost out here in the stars
He held all the stars in the palm of his hand
And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand
And one little star fell alone
Then the Lord God hunted through the wild night air
For the little dark star in the wind down there
And he stated and promised he'd take special care
So it wouldn't get lost again
Now, a man don't mind if the stars grow dim
And the clouds blow over and darken him
So long as the Lord God's watching over him
Keeping track how it all goes on
But I've been walking through the night and the day
Till my eyes get weary and my hair turns grey
And sometimes it seems maybe God's gone away
Forgetting the promise that we heard him say
And we're lost out here in the stars
Little stars, big stars
Blowing through the night
And we're lost out here in the stars
Little stars, big stars
Blowing through the night
And we're lost out here in the stars
CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
I don't believe in God.
Eggs Mayonnaise
All In With The Nuts
As long as you believe in Oprah.