Quotes

I tend to throw a lot of posts into an archive called quotes. Every so often I'll go through it and put the ones that are still amusing or touching or whatever here.

See my bunny quotes, the Word a Day quotes or go on to the general purpose ones here.

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hirez.livejournal.com:
   On a whim... Well, not so much a whim as a... I'm not quite sure. What order
   does it go in? Whim, lark ... something or other ... adventure, expedition,
   campaign?

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Newsgroups: alt.gothic
Date: 2001-10-11 12:24:07 PST 

I have several times lost all interest in 
physically attractive people, male and female, when they have been slimey 
at me. Sure, I might still think it'd be nice to fuck that body, but when 
gags and blindfolds would have to be applied first (to make them 
tolerable, rather than for extra fun), it's really too much hassle, and I 
dread to think of what I might have to put up with from them in the days 
to follow.
-- Jennie K.

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Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he
grows up. -Pablo Picasso, painter and sculptor (1881-1973)   

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Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.
-Isaac Asimov, science-fiction writer (1920-1992) 

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As the traveler who has once been from home is wiser than he who has never
left his own doorstep, so a knowledge of one other culture should sharpen our
ability to scrutinize more steadily, to appreciate more lovingly, our own.
-Margaret Mead, anthropologist (1901-1978) 

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Be aware that a halo has to fall only a few inches to be a noose. -Dan
McKinnon

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As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.
-Leonardo da Vinci (1452-1519)  

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Man is harder than iron, stronger than stone and more fragile than a rose.
-Turkish proverb

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Wit is educated insolence. -Aristotle (384-322 B.C.) [The Art of Rhetoric]

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The man who thinks he can do without the world is indeed mistaken; but the
man who thinks the world cannot do without him is mistaken even worse.
-Francois, duc de La Rochefoucauld

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Books are the compasses and telescopes and sextants and charts which other
men have prepared to help us navigate the dangerous seas of human life.
-Jesse Lee Bennett

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Every now and then go away, have a little relaxation, for when you come back
to your work your judgment will be surer.  Go some distance away because then
the work appears smaller and more of it can be taken in at a glance and a
lack of harmony and proportion is more readily seen. - Leonardo Da Vinci

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Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make mistakes. -Mahatma Gandhi  

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In all affairs it's a healthy thing now and then to hang a question mark on
the things you have long taken for granted. -Bertrand Russell (1872-1970)  

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A book must be an axe for the frozen sea inside of us. -Franz Kafka, Austrian
Writer (1883-1924) 

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With her Florentino Ariza learned what he had already experienced many times
without realizing it: that one can be in love with several people at the same
time, feel the same sorrow with each, and not betray any of them. Alone in
the midst of the crowd on the pier, he said to himself in a flash of anger:
"My heart has more rooms than a whorehouse."
- Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

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From: http://www.salon.com/tech/feature/1999/12/27/y2k_faq/index1.html

Is my Furby Y2K-compliant?

Tiger Electronics, Furby's manufacturer, cautions that some Furbies
may turn feral at 12:01 on Jan. 1 and begin gorging on household pets
and small children. Tiger stresses that there is no cause for alarm, but
the company strongly recommends letting your Furby sleep through
the New Year, preferably in a locked metal box buried at least 16 feet
underground. 

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From: jennie@skinner.demon.co.uk (Jennie Kermode) 9 Nov 1999 23:18:44 GMT 

On the other hand, I have occasionally had sex with really
dull people simply because I'd finished all the books I had to hand and
there was nothing on TV.  ;)

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It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid 
with them. -Ralph Waldo Emerson, American writer and philosopher (1803-1882)    

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You cannot be lonely if you like the person you're alone with. -Wayne Dyer 

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To appreciate nonsense requires a serious interest in life. -Gelett
Burgess (1866-1951)    
 
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Man: a reasoning rather than a reasonable animal. -Alexander Hamilton           
 
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Do not be too moral. You may cheat yourself out of much of life. So aim
above morality. Be not simply good; be good for something. -Henry David
Thoreau 
 
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Excess on occasion is exhilarating. It prevents moderation from acquiring
the deadening effect of a habit. -William Somerset Maugham
 
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Son, when you grow up you will know who I really am. I am just a child
like you who has been forced to act responsibly. -Rod Byrnes                    
 
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A friend is a gift you give yourself. -Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894)       
 
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Imagination is the eye of the soul. -Joubert (1754-1824)                        
 
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A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine
picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not
obliterate the sense of the beautiful which God has implanted in the human
soul. -Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, German writer and scientist (1749-1832)      
 
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The first virtue is to restrain the tongue; he approaches nearest to the gods
who knows how to be silent, even though he is in the right. -Cato the Younger
(B.C. 95-46)

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A man's life is interesting primarily when he has failed--I well know. For
it is a sign that he has tried to surpass himself. -Georges Clemenceau,
French politician (1841-1929) 

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There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the 
proportion. -Francis Bacon (1561-1626)

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You will soon break the bow if you keep it always stretched. -Phaedrus 
(fl. 25 A.D.)

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From: Xthlc  Tue, 24 Aug 1999 00:46:08 -0400    

        Each of us, because we are interesting people,
        have several threads in the weave of our personality
        that run at right angles to anything considered hip. 
        These threads tend to resonate with things
        that are too close to our experience of truth
        for us to ignore.
        Hence, they seem a bit bizarre in contrast
        to the rest of our (dare I say it) culturally elite taste.
 
        It just means we take big-ass bites
        from the fruit of the tree of life
        and don't give a fuck who sees the juice
        running down our collective chin.
 
        Or something. :)     

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From balisane@mindspring.com Wed Jul 21 18:24:41 1999

      Heh.  This is true.  Somewhere i picked up the strangest oddments of
Victorian manners- it certainly wasn't from my family.  i write notes for
everything, make appointments for phone calls, and have definite ideas
about that children under the age of fifteen should and should not be
doing.  And yet have no compunctions about cussing out random morons on the
street or hiking up my skirt in public.


      The only explanation is that i was a governess in a previous life and
a great raging dykepunk right after.

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From pax@shell1.tiac.net Wed Jul 21 18:43:57 1999
Newsgroups: alt.gothic
Subject: Re: The a.g. Tarot -- Major Arcana -- XV -- The Devil

I dunno, none of this seems all that hate worthy to me.  Then again, I dig
monkeys.  Then again, I like civilization, mostly for the indoor plumbing.
It does prevent me from caving in the skulls of those who oppose me with
my jack-booted heel, but flush toilets and hot showers are worth the sacrifice.
So is climate control.  And roads. Roads are good too.  Be damn hard to
see my SO without roads.

-Pax
 Hmm. I do believe that was fluff.  However, I am not a fluffy person.
 Perhaps I need to come up with a more suitable designation, one that
 reflects my manly, highly-nonfluffyness.
  
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You can give someone a fish, and they'll eat for a day. You teach them
how to fish, and they'll eat forever.

But sometimes you have to take the fish and *smack them upside the
head* with it! :)

md_archangel@hotmail.com

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To wish to be well is a part of becoming well. -Seneca

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Do not be too moral. You may cheat yourself out of much of life. So aim
above morality. Be not simply good; be good for something. -Henry David
Thoreau

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     An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with
his fools.
     - Ernest Hemingway

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 Sometimes I wish I were a cannibal -- less for the pleasure of
 eating someone than for the pleasure of vomiting him. - Cioran

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22 Apr 1999, TSM wrote:

       The pen is mightier than the sword.
       The neat thing about a keyboard though is that
       it weighs more and you can get a much better batting grip.

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First the man takes a drink. Then the drink takes a drink. Then the drink 
takes the man. -Japanese proverb
 
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Education's purpose is to replace an empty mind with an open one. -Malcolm 
S. Forbes
 
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If a man empties his purse into his head, no one can take it away from 
him. An investment of knowledge always pays the best interest. -Benjamin 
Franklin

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For every ten people who are clipping at the branches of evil, you're
lucky to find one who's hacking at the roots. -Henry David Thoreau

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From dtidd@corp.home.net Sun Feb 28 13:26:24 1999

distinguising betwixt shrine and clubs? why? something I ahve noticed, which
this above distinction points up rather nicely, is the marked differencce in
atmosphere between shrine and most other gothclubs. Shrine is
ninepointninenine times out of ten filled with extraordinarily amused poeple
doing their level best to stave of the horrors of reality for a night and have
a good time. A pleasant ambiance of "well, we're all doomed, lets party" seems
to pervade, as opposed to other nightclubs where the mood is all too often of
the "we're all doomed, please allow me to wallow in my suffering alone, you
insignificant worm, then take me home and sleep with me" variety. Mind you I'm
not complaining, I'll take a bright and shining doom over the old musty and
tottering stripe any old night, but it causes a pause for reflection every now
and then. Does a event HAVE to be filled with pretentious, retentive, self
centered (mind you, nothing wrong with self centered, its in combo with the
other two that it becomes a curse) ratfuckers before it qualifies as a club?

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From letterbomb@NOSPAMdeathsdoor.com Sun Feb 28 13:25:07 1999
Date: Thu, 04 Feb 1999 15:24:43 GMT

One of the prettiest things I ever heard was a story someone related
to me about childhood monsters.  I had this friend in New Orleans who
was going to Tulane at the time, and she got into a conversation with
a friend about monsters at the end of the bed, and how sometimes it
still scared her to turn out the light because she always had this one
particular monster as a child that she dreaded.  She'd turn out the
light and just know that her monster would be standing at the foot of
her bed watching her, and it terrified her.

Her friend asked her if she knew _why_ the monster stood at the foot
of her bed every night.

She said because he was a monster and he got off on scaring little
kids.

Her friend said no, he's standing there because he loves you.

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Worry is like a rocking chair - it gives you something to do but it 
doesn't get you anywhere. -Dorothy Galyean

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A mouse trap placed on top of your alarm clock will prevent
you from rolling over and going back to sleep.

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    fx., remember: boots first. THEN corset ;)

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From: --nightshade--@geo.Spam.citiesMe.Not.com (--nightshade--)
Date: Tue, 29 Dec 1998 21:44:08 -0500

i failed "works well with others" in kindergarden.

--nightshade--   {who knew they were all morons even then}

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From: "Tim Serong" 
Date: Tue, 29 Dec 1998 22:45:09 +1100

ACHTUNG!!

Alles touristen und non-technischen peepers!

Das machine control is nicht fur gerfinger-poken und mittengrabben. Oderwise
is easy schnappen der springenwerk, blowen fuse, und poppencorken mit
spitzensparken.

Der machine is diggen by experten only. Is nicht fur geverken by das
dummkopfen. Das rubbernecken sightseenen keepen das cotten picken hands in
das pockets, so relaxen und watchen das blinkenlights.

Tim (*lurve* that crossposting)

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From: fatboy@dial.pipex.com
Date: Tue, 26 Jan 1999 13:25:13 GMT

Jennie wrote:
> >Vegetarians taste best.
> >Smokers and people who drink a lot taste bitter.
>           Does that go for men and women both?

Karl - who judging by that idea is more bitter than a bitter thing that has
been left in a pint of bitter at a SOM concert that didn't happen.

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From: jblanks@mindspring.com (Panurge)
X-Server-Date: 23 Sep 1998 04:48:57 GMT

AJA@SI.ON.CA.nospam wrote:
> Stop insulting my city.
> Why all you people want to go out of you way to miss (avoid)
> Toronto, I can't understand.

DUUUUUNHNT!!!!!

No, _no_, _NO_!!!

"Miss" as in "wish you could go back to."  "Miss" as in "pine for."  

TORONTO = THE FJORDS.

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We cannot be more sensitive to pleasure without being more sensitive to 
pain. -Alan Watts

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Talent develops in tranquillity, character in the full current of human 
life. -Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832)

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From jamie@SPAM_is_PINKcetlink.net Wed Sep 23 15:48:38 1998

Faster than a speeding raver, more powerful than a neo-hippie, able to
leap tall skinheads in a single bound... it's SuperGoth!

Though this begs the question... if Superman had Kryptonite as his
weakness, what would ours be?  Mansonite? ;)

(.sig quote: "Altoids are like crack, only mintier.")

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From pariah@poe.org Wed Sep 23 15:47:49 1998

My Sister's kid said his first word today.

Cthulhu.

Those hours of training really paid off. She wants to kill me now.

Oh, and I've also taught him how to untie people's shoes while he's playing
at their feet.

I love being an uncle.


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From lizziew82@aol.com Wed Sep 23 15:46:51 1998

    I don't have a cat any more.  But I have a ferret named Amaranth now. 
Just as I was reading this thread I looked up at him perched on the top of the
drapes.  (He loves to climb them.)
  Just as I look up, he takes a flying leap and attacks my friend Jamie from
above.  I think her shriek woke up my parents.  Ferrets are so cute when their
out for blood.

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From Ron.Cecchini@GSC.GTE.Com Wed Sep 23 15:46:03 1998

edvamp@aol.com (Edvamp) wrote:

> (First person that says pot, kettle, black gets a beating).

Boiler. Cauldron. Onyx.

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Date: Wed, 27 May 1998 15:23:31 GMT
From: SKot 

Deadlock wrote in message <356deda9.1609357@news.mel.aone.net.au>...
>The fashion means, about zero to me. I wear black, because, ever since I saw
>Luke Skywalker in RotJ, I thought is was hell-cool.
>
>"But my mother wouldn't allow it...."

    "She feared you might follow old Eldritch-Wan on some damn fool
nihilistic crusade..."

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Date: Tue, 22 Sep 1998 16:35:17 -0500
From: --nightshade-- <--nightshade--@geo.Spam.citiesMe.Not.com>

someone moved my comfy chair from out my head.

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"The object in life is not to be on the side of the majority, but
to be insane in such a useful way that they can't commit you."
               --- Mark Edwards

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Date: Sun, 13 Sep 1998 19:09:24 -0500
From: Stuart Lin 

-Stuart, Lovecrafting existentialism: Cthulhu's going to eat you so 
nothing really matters.

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Date: Wed, 9 Sep 1998 10:22:36 -0700
From: elsworth 

[re cemetery man]
I don't count it as a horror movie because of the surreal aspect, and the fact
that the dead people are mostly sympathetic characters.

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Date: Tue, 25 Aug 1998 13:48:18 GMT
From: Oonh 

Specifically, I have not chosen lovers. They emerge out of stochastic
processes and don't stay around. Degenerate tiddlywinks!

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Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward 
together in the same direction. -Antoine de Saint-Exupery

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From chp000s@nic.smsu.edu Wed Aug 19 14:01:32 1998

Spiders, OTOH, I generally try to capture and release outside my
front door.  But even that depends.  If it's a small, pretty spider, I'll
maneuver it into my hand and take it outside.  If it's a poisonous
spider, I'll catch it in a glass and let it go.  But if it's a big, ugly, hairy
monster of a spider, it dies.  No question.  Big spiders scare the piss
out of me.

The last one I killed was in Florida.  One of those brown ones with the
black stripes.  The thing's body alone was about an inch and a half long,
and at least three quarters of an inch wide, and the span of the legs
would've covered most of a floppy disk.  I mean, this bastard was
_HUGE_!

Every time I walked into the bathroom, he'd scuttle out of his hole in
the wall and stand there, staring at me.  I kept getting the feeling that if
I got too close, he'd jump on my head or face.  *shudder*

After a week of trying to catch him and take him outside, talking him
into leaving me alone when I wanted to shower or use the toilet, and
even luring him out of my home with gifts (flies, lizards, whole cattle
and the like), I finally gave up.  I went in, waited for him to start
leering at me, and brought the heel of a tennis shoe down on his
overgrown body.

Then I cleaned the wall off.

Some bugs you just can't reason with.

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From Tanaka Yukiko's "Nobuko", posted by Jealousy:
    "Getting used to" was exactly what Nobuko feared.  It was sad and
horrifying that a human being would sooner or later become used to his
enviroment, like a domestic animal.  Would I eventually get used to
this existence, she wondered.  Would I lose interest and passion for
life and become a person far different than I had once wanted to
become?  And if so, would I life with out realizing what I had lost?

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From: Jack
Jul 13/98

Basically, I'm a pretty upbeat kind of guy.  Bit of a morbid sense of humor,
and not much for denial of the harsher facts of life, but that's why I'm a
goth.

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-- 
The Chameleon

"Some days it's not worth chewing through the leather straps"

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From: Bloodstone 
Date: Mon May 25 09:49:48 EDT 1998

[re actions not needed]

Not needed but not prohibited.
If we banned them, no-one would be able to  or  any more,
ROTFL would become "I say old chap, in my considered opinion that was
rib-ticklingly funny" and Oddly could no longer thwop people with flowers from
Amsterdam, instead we'd all have to sit in the corner like sad little
mopey-goths and cry :)

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From: jgoble@netra.mysterynet.mb.ca  Wed May 20

I've found that the best comeback for people who
are stupid is to tell them that if I wasn't around, then they wouldn't be
normal.  It makes them think . .and you can tell that they don't do that
much.  very amusing.

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From kalinichta@geocities.com Mon Mar 16 11:45:20 EST 1998

I am driven to write, to try to capture the butterflies of my
imagination and pin them down to the paper.  It is just a part of my
chemistry, a part of me, like the color of my eyes or the curliness of
my hair.  It just is.

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From suprnaut@universe.digex.net Fri Mar  6 22:45:32 EST 1998

Jeeesh.....goths..........
Can't live with 'em, and if ya stake 'em, ya get ticketed for littering.

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From canticle@escape.ca Fri Mar  6 19:33:52 EST 1998

Realize that where human beings gather, you have a collection of
thoughts, ideas, concepts, upbringings, dreams and goals as varied as
any other. You have gathered together sand on a beach, thrown it into a
jar of water, and let it settle, hoping that the big pieces will all
gather together in one spot with all the others of their kind, and that
the water will be kept at bay.

Water is still there, and all those little pieces of grit, those tiny
little irritants
which grate at your side. And all those like sized stones, they are as
varied in colour, size, texture and composition as a small pebble
differs from the rock. 

You see, a human being is complex enough that put enough in a single
locale, no matter how similar they may be, the differences will stand
out that much more. 

It's naive to assume everyone here is going to like or get along with
everyone else. As well wish that the moon will fall from the sky,
crushing the homes, lives and dreams of your enemies. It's foolish to
assume that because someone likes the same music as you do, appreciates
the same colour scheme and clothing style, and happens to read the same
books, that they will somehow magically appreciate you for everything
that you are. 

And the sooner people realize this, the fucking better. Self righteous
fools with martyr complexes, embittered warriors who leap to the defense
of those they love, wankers without a clue...the entire lot are here,
present and accounted for, just as they are in the real world.

And the real world does not have a killfile.

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From lizziew82@aol.com Mon Jan 19 22:01:53 EST 1998

"We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure.
There is no end to the adventures that we can have if only we seek them with
our eyes open." -Nehru

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From lizziew82@aol.com Sun Jan 18 12:19:37 EST 1998

[re gays in the military]
Personally I don't think it matters a whit.  I don't think that when two men
who are stuck in a trech with bombs exploding and machine gun fire whiring over
head, one is going to turn to the other and say, "So, come here often?"

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From haydn@dieslowly.goth.org.au Tue Jan 13 19:04:03 EST 1998

Secrets are like loaded weapons. Never give one to someone you don't
trust.

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From teekem@spamtrap.com Tue Jan 13 16:40:14 EST 1998

Sleep is good. It'll keep you from going psychotic.

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From xian19@mail.idt.net Mon Dec  8 14:34:28 EST 1997

xian
praying fervently to the spirit of your chair that it might cause said
furniture to heave violently upward, rending yer buttocks in twain

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From knives-at-epix-dot-net Wed Dec  3 09:23:38 EST 1997

If demons told me to kill someone just because they said so, I'd tell
them to piss off.  What's with this thing of murderers saying the devil
told them to.  It's the devil!  Why would you trust him?  I'm surprised
more people don't say GOD made them do it. 
 Oh, wait, the inquisition, Jihad, crusades, 'missionaries' killing
native Americans, bombing abortion clinics.  I'll have to use this as my
excuse if I ever go postal. 

 "Well officer, the Lord told me to kill those 29 innocent people.  It's
part of his plan.  He told me so."

"OH, well as long as God says it's OK, just don't use hollow points next
time, they're too messy" 

 "thanks officer, see you around!"

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From cc158019@idt.net Mon Dec  1 13:44:55 EST 1997

My usual response is: "It's not that you're unattractive, but you're just
not my type and I'm not attracted to you in a sexual way."  This happens
w/ men all the time, too.  Or you can say, "My ass is prettier than yr
face, ya hairy growth-ridden monstrosity!  What on earth makes you think
that I'd submit myself to yr horrific embrace?  Even if I became a
completely blind and demented degenerate, I'd still find you less
attractive than a slimy piece of fungus!" That usually works well.

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From junkmailsucks_SCHIII@nospam.worldnet.att.net Tue Nov 25 10:14:58 EST 1997

I must commiserate with you.  About a month ago Luvbunnies moved in
upstairs...
grunt grunt... long moan  pant pant grunt moan bang bang bang grunt
moan grunt sigh bang bang moan moan pant pant pant looooong scream!

This I could probably deal with, however, I have a pair of Macaws and
they are now taking turns imitating these noises any time they hear
the slightest bump upstairs.  My neighbors are upset cuz my birds are
sooo noisy.  How exactly do I explain to them that they were quiet
until bump and grind moved in?!?!?!?!  My friends are starting to
think that I must get laid a heck of a lot more than I do.  If I
didn't have to listen to it night and day, I think I'd find a macaw
orgasming quite hilarious.

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From somebody@somewhere.net Tue Nov 25 09:57:36 EST 1997

A Mansonite can be weaned off of Manson, and become a real person (tm)
But a little kid without Barbey is still a little kid.
And little kids are just bad.
Evil
Disgusting
Smelly
Dirty
Wasteful
Unappreciative
Stupid
Ignorant
Feces Factories.

People talk about the joy of having children.  What's so great about
loosing all your friends, all your free time, smelling constantly of
baby vomit, diapers, and formula, loosing your figure and hair, having
a little monster run rampant in your home, destroying every material
object you ever cared about, and never getting to make love with your
spouse because the baby's crapped it's pants again?

"Doesn't he look cute when he's asleep?"

"Yes, but he'd look just the same if he was dead and stuffed."

Babies
Children
Pre-teens
Adolescents
I'm glad I'm not one anymore, and I will never, ever make one.
What's the motivation?  Odds are, your kid ain't gonna be Einstein.
More likely, he/she will become a junkie, trailer trash, a killer, or
simply drift through life, never caring, never looking out for anyone
but him/herself, and eventually die, having given birth to another
generation of the same, and leaving behind several tons of waste for
the environment to choke on.

I just don't get it.

Lonny

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From exile@tezcat.com Sun Nov  9 16:04:29 EST 1997

On the day 9 Nov 1997 00:03:42 +1100, David Gerard hathe written,

}(The blut of wirgins?)

 What the hell's with this wimpy assed blut crap?
 
 If you're going to eat them... eat the whole damned wirgin.

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From fecteaum@MAGELLAN.UMontreal.CA Thu Oct 23 15:25:08 EDT 1997

: What is the essence of Gothic art, lifestyle, philosophy?

  We Search For The Inner Blackness Of Our Black Souls To Help Us 
  Confront The Cold, Black World And Blackly Subdue It With Our
  Black Vision Of Black Things To Come Blackly. As You Can Blackly
  See, Like Black Is Mandatory.  

: What does it mean to you personally?

  Hey, I'm In It For The Free Batman Underwear...
 
: Would you call it a movement? If so, why?
 
  Personaly, I'd Rather Call It Bob But That's Just Me.

  This Alcohol-Fueled Piece Of Idiocy Brought To You By The Letters
  J And D...

  _Casper The Drunken BitterGoff Of Blackness

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From: carol-arie@no-spam.net (Damsel in dis Dress)

"Unknown User" wrote:

>Send $5 for all 4 Celebrity Brownies.

Are they made of REAL celebrities?

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From d8i3@hotmail.com Thu Oct 23 11:41:15 EDT 1997

 Of course everyone is normal, you doofus.  People have bills to pay,
and children to take care of, and dreams to follow-- they can't all be
hopeless romantics like us.  

  You aren't going to find that mystery person whilst sitting on a
park bench.  Move around!  You're looking in the wrong places.
Bookstores!  And I don't mean mall bookstores, I mean places like
barnes and nobles, that have a real selection of books and magazines.
Find a proper chair near the magazine rack, whip out a notebook, and
start taking notes on the people who browse the magazines.
Eventually, someone will wander up who fits the criteria you are
looking for.  Make definite eye contact with them, and when they
notice you looking at them, turn away and *furiously* scribble some
notation about them in your notebook.  If they are nearly as
adventurous as you want, they *will* confront you to see what you had
just written.  Take it from there.  Buy them coffee.  Buy them a torte
>from  the bakery.  Don't buy them meat (bad manners on a first
encounter heheh).  Just make sure you get their attention and do
something that will drive them insane if they don't know why you did
it.

  As stupid as this sounds, it works.  I am a staunch believer in
forcing people to enter my life by playing upon their curiousity.  You
do so yourself-- black roses to complete strangers.  Of course, roses
are nice, but so over rated.  Try wildflowers on the dashboard of
their car, or even better, a pot of soil and a bag of wildflower
seeds.  Now THAT one worked like you would not believe.  Not only did
she love wildflowers, but she had just taken up gardening as a way to
combat some stress in her life.  I gave her the perfect gift--
attention.   She gave me the first batch of wildflowers she grew-- in
a window box with a note to buy more seeds =)

  Don't wait for your life to evolve.  Force it to.  No one ever made
progress with both feet firmly planted on the ground.  Life is hell,
and it will continue to be so unless you quit dreaming and start
acting, to make those dreams happen....

=======

From pete@scathe.pixiedemon.co.uk.deletepixie Wed Oct 22 14:01:32 EDT 1997

GraveEatr  wrote
>Anybody out there like the black metal band Cradle of Filth?

AAARRRGGGHHH! NOOO!

> They're a
>UK based group... their lyrics and instrumentals are just beautiful. 
>
Beautiful??!!

They sound like a speeding hyena running amok with a chainsaw in a
mental asylum... and that's *not* a recommendation.

[and then continued his review with:]
>
>If you can actually make out what Dani's saying, the lyrics are quite
>beautiful...I myself will be damned if I know what the hell he's saying
>though...
>
EEEAAAWWWOOOORRRGGGHHHDDEEAAATTHHMMEETTAAALLSSSSAAATTTAAAANN!!! I think.
Or something like that. Probably translates as "They're coming to take
me away, ha ha he he ho ho.". 

Or maybe "I want to be Satan's fluffy bunny rabbit."


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From raven@digital-ren.com Tue Oct 21 12:05:35 EDT 1997

ObGoth:  I've just had a rather interesting conversation with one of the 
interns here at the office.  Nice kid, but he doesn't get out much.  He 
approached my desk and very solemnly asked whether I really was a 
vampire.  Apparently, according to him, one can recognize vampires by the 
wide-brimmed hats they wear to protect themselves from sunlight.  I wear 
a wide-brimmed hat, ergo...

RavenJ
who is also frequently mistaken for a gunfighter, a clergyman, and a pro-
wrestler.  That's one damn versatile hat.

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From exile@tezcat.com Sat Oct 18 08:42:28 EDT 1997

 I have left Stapleton and Tibet's ``Sadness of Things'' on repeat for the
better part of an afternoon...

 ...One of the first in a series of neighbor frightening experiments.

 Strangely enough... I did not lose my mind or break into uncontrollable,
shuddering, convulsive tears.

 ...I felt rather nice afterwards.

========

From goblinking1@rocketmail.com Tue Oct 14 15:20:28 EDT 1997

I'll agree with you to a point, where I'll say that some are IGNORANT
rather than stupid by no fault of their own.  Ignorance can come from
non-exposure to education and/or societal standards of acceptable
behavior and the like.  There are people in Appalachia who have never
seen a telephone.  Does this make them stupid?  No.  It makes them
isolated and, therefore, ignorant of technological tools that you and I
take for granted.

However, stupidity is something completely different in my opinion. 
Stupidity is a choice.  One is stupid because one CHOOSES not to exploit
every avenue of knowledge available to them.  People that don't read,
for example, because they find it "boring" and "a waste of time" are
stupid.  People who are impressed with the mundane and banal institution
of mediocrity are stupid.  People who are apathetic and have an attitude
of "Why should I care?  My voice doesn't matter anyway." are stupid.  

Anyone can be excellent.  You simply have to have the desire to achieve
excellence.  In order to achieve excellence you HAVE to educate yourself
in regards to the world around you.  You MUST know your enemies in all
their guises.  You MUST know how to think for yourself and by yourself
and be able to handle any given situation on your own and alone if
necessarry.  You must NEVER "Settle" for "Whatever works."  Metiocrity
is stagnation.  Stagnation breeds rot.  To sit around and just live life
without trying to explore the mysteries anf whyfors of life is a waste
of a gift given to you by whatever God it is you pray to.  

Stupidity is a form of cowardice in itself.  Fear that you might find
out something that disproves your belief system.  Fear that you might
discover you're not exactly who you thought you were before some jewel
of knowledge fell into your hands.  Defining yourself should never be
feared, but accepted as part of the evolutionary process that each and
every human being is charged with at birth.  

Wisdom and Intelligence are like gold and diamonds.  Stupidity is simply
lead.  Worthless.  Your worth in this world is determined by what you do
and do not know.  What you can and cannot achieve.  What you accept or
choose not to accept.  Stupidity has no worth.  

Do the math.  Stupid people... people who CHOOSE not to learn or
experience or grow... are worthless.

It's that simple.

But that's just me.  

=======

From bagnard@mindspring.com Fri Oct  3 13:42:13 EDT 1997

What I would actually like to do is leave this very large, lonely
house, and get an axe. This axe could be an excellent source of
emotional vent. I would especially would like to find happy couples
and bury it into their heads, and listen to them scream. Very
therapeutic. A good use of Pure Orwellian Hate. Unfortunately this is
a crime, and is very antisocial, not to mention severely against my
code of ethics. I shall kill something inanimate instead.

========

From flanagan@students.uiuc.edu Thu Sep  4 09:39:21 EDT 1997

My favorite is "Putting the laughter back in manslaughter".

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From balisane@diecyberpromodie.mindspring.com Wed Aug 27 12:43:29 EDT 1997

Pollytheism: n.: the belief that God is a parrot.

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From cu195@torfree.net Wed Aug 27 12:30:31 EDT 1997
[ed: it's irony, taken out of context, so I thought I'd put this warning
in to avoid Z. getting hate mail]

No.  You may not smile or laugh.  Ever.  You must sit around, mope, brood, 
and generally feel down and depressed 100% of the time, completely and 
utterly preoccupying yourself with the unbearable bleakness of being.
If you so much as crack the slightest, barely perceptible grin, you must 
thereby relinquish the goth badge of office and cease calling yourself one 
of us, as such an unbearably cheerful person is not welcome among our ranks.

========


Date: 15 Jun 1997 23:47:04 GMT
From: Gruamach 

The best intersection of Goth and Industrial is half-way up the staircase
at the Slimelight.  ;)

========

From manna@erols.com Tue May  5 09:47:18 EDT 1998

anyway, no boy has ever sent me flowers, so I don't know how often i'd
like or not like receiving them. but its not like i'd be cross if he
didn't, for whatever reason. bright shiny things or dinners out or
whatever are good, too. sending flowers is not the One Sure Sign of
being a romantic, at least not for me. drawing me a bath, feeding the
cat so I can sleep longer in the morning, voluntarily taking me to
Carhenge or Dollywood, these are just some of the things that possibly
I'd rather have than regular installments of flowers.

in short,  i'd rather the signs of his affection be gifts freely given
than compulsory tithes.

========

Clive Barker's play, History of the Devil:
"I find man has 3 inalienable rights: the right to delude himself,
the right to go crazy when these delusions shatter, and the right to
defecate in private."

========

From pallor@nauticom.net Sun Apr 19 19:06:04 EDT 1998

@{--- "You are utterly the stupidest, most self-centered,
appallingest excuse for an anthropomorphic
personification in this or any other plane!"--}@

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From benjamin@hooked.net Fri Apr  3 14:43:55 EST 1998

  And oddly enough, just yesterday, I broke a toe running into a bookcase.
No bucket or vodka, but I do have a nifty splint/bandage that I have
decorated to look like a lizzard. Helped when we got another idiot at the
door (despite no soliciting sign) and I could raise my foot up to his face
and yell "I am the lizzard king!" Left immediately....

========

From: Cavalorn 
Date: Tue, 24 Mar 1998 

Cavalorn
-- 
The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom - via the tollbooth of 
disorientation, the bridge of incoherence and the wayside tavern of projectile 
vomiting

========

From: http://www.sfgoth.com/errata/jokes2.html

Why do zombies fall down a lot??

 Because Dead Can Dance, but walking is another story. 

========

From: drearywinter
Subject: Re: 18 is too young to feel old:\(pointless rant:))
Date: Wed Mar 18 13:01:57 EST 1998
 
And yet, strangely, my life proceeds like a herd of disabled turtles uncertain
of their direction.  No wonder I often feel like I'm being left behind...

=========

From a perl tutorial:
[... on Unix ] 
How do you mark the file as executable? Well, you issue the following
command, once, during the lifetime of the file: 
        chmod +x prog1
There is similar game you can play in DOS, involving BAT files, 3 feet of duct 
tape and a crowbar. I don't recommend it, though (because of the terminal 
stupidity of the designer of DOS, you lose the ability to redirect
standard input and standard output). 

=========

Date: 15 Aug 1997 13:06:57 GMT
From: oddlystrange 
Newsgroups: alt.gothic
Subject: Re: Vampiric Clans
 
alright sit down little one and I'll explain how you got here.
 
You see sometime in the mid-80's some woman who shall be known from here
on out as your mother, and some man, who shall herefore be known as your
father, goth together and got naked and did something called the
horizontal peter murphy backwards and forwards dance.

========

Date: 18 Jun 1997 09:06:25 GMT
From: Feyd-Rautha 
Newsgroups: alt.gothic
Subject: Re: HTML Offline Newsreaders with Killfiles
-Feyd  (a blackguard, who predates this whole newfangled
        "world wide web" nonsense...why in my day, we didn't
        even have ISDN, we had to carry the bits in buckets,
        uphill both ways 50 miles in the snow...)

========

Date: Sat, 05 Apr 1997 01:14:15 GMT
From: LastBreath 
Newsgroups: alt.gothic
A series of catastrophies
ended by a fasion show

========
 
Date: Mon, 24 Mar 1997 01:02:30 -0600
From: m0th 
Subject: They're BAAAa-aaaack!
i'm just a lap-dog of Satan aren't i?! ;)
 
========
 

Date: 22 Mar 97 01:26:44 GMT
From: Admiral Jota 
Newsgroups: rec.humor.oracle.d
Subject: Re: Support for the serious user theory?
 
corvino/remove-to-email/@rohan.sdsu.edu (Al Corvino) writes:
>YM "YM" HTH HAND
>HIBT
>JCTWTMGDA
You really need to get some more vowels on your keyboard. If you don't
move your vowels regularly, you might get consonated.

 
========
 

Darren L. Gasser                      | yip yip yip yip yap yap yip *BANG* ---
d_gasser@a1.premier.org               | NO TERRIER

 
========
 

From: Kira Hanner-Cath 
-Kira, not an evil bitch, really more chaotic-neutral

========
 
From: ming of mongo 
But then we'll need a gothic football leage, and I don't think that would
work...  But I'm up for the Goth-As-Fuck marching band!  What a halftime
show.  The Souzas of Mercy!
 
========
 
Lord Drakon  (absinthe@sirius.com)
"I don't really *worship* Cthulhu; we're just good friends."
 
========
 
From: cayton@bibiana.com
****************************************************
*Is that a pylon?         *   Immortality in Velvet*
*No, it's a psychedelic   *  http://www.bibiana.com*
*witch buried in asphalt. *      cayton@bibiana.com*
****************************************************
 
========
 
I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more
I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake. -George Bernard Shaw
 
========
 
[grabs patron by the collar and lifts from ground] "Don't you know the 
Dewey Decimal System?!" -Conan the Librarian, UHF
== Tarik John Dozier ============================ Osiris, Deus ex machina ==
 
========
 
tempest@netaxs.com                        http://vger.rutgers.edu/~tempest/
 
                 "I said 'she must be swift and white 
                   And subtly warm and half perverse 
                And sweet like sharp soft fruit to bite,  
               And like a snake's love lithe and fierce.'" 
                   -- from A.C. Swinburne's "Felise" 
 
========
 
---------------<>------------------
coyote@netspace.net.au
Live fast / Wear black
Live Faust / Die Jung
--------------<>------------------
 
========
 
katester
-- 
"When do the dead die?  When they are forgotten.  When does a city 
 disappear?  When it no longer exists in the memory of those who lived 
 there.  And when does love cease?  When one begins to love anew.  Of this 
 there is no doubt."  -Laura Esquivel
 
========
 
  "Bring forth the whoopass, for thou hath earned the brunt of my wrath."
== Tarik John Dozier =======================================================
 
========
 
Nightshade:
hyper-mopey.  faster than the speed of dark.  more dowerful than a bleeding
pullett.  able to freak small childrings with a single frown.
 
========
 
From: pubterminal@2032.net (Zed)
Date: Thu, 09 Nov 1995 22:43:08 GMT

        I believe your post sums up the very essence of a certain kind of
tragedy.  The horror of permanently missed opportunities outweighs any
embarassment that might ever have come from taking a chance.  One of
the most awful things I can imagine is to die, not having lived, but
merely having existed. 

                        --Zed 
 
========
 
From: Simone 
Simone...whose parrot seems to be channelling a *loud* pterodactyl
 
========
 
From: bk388@FreeNet.Carleton.CA (Adam Hotchin)
Subject: Re: This is really getting depressing!
Date: Fri, 25 Aug 1995 15:09:58 GMT

Now THAT'S depressing.
cheers,
        adam (who spent much of last night sitting around other people
being cute at him and who can still feel the cuties burrowing into my
flesh.  I stood strong, I refused to yield.  I'm as cute as a train wreck
at an orphanage.)
 
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From: 22bbaker@sirius.com (jim and roo)
Date: 31 Aug 1995 06:03:11 GMT

To paraphrase Vlad, get the hell off our newsgroup. When we want your
opinion, we'll grab you by the throat, rip open your veins, and scare it
the fuck out of you.
 
========
 
From: msteier@ix.netcom.com (Marc Sane)
Subject: Re: WHat is "Goth"
Date: 31 Aug 1995 02:42:07 GMT

>       Does "open minded" mean his brains fell out?
>
Nah.  I thunk he ment "open, mine dead."
 
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From: rbarr@metz.une.edu.au (Reptile)
Subject: Re: Purple Hair Attempt Update
Date: 1 Sep 1995 05:03:14 GMT
      Life IS Pain
         Anyone that says anything else is either lying,
         Or trying to sell something.
                          Dread Pirate Roberts, The Princess Bride
 
========
 
From: Ford Prefect 
Subject: Re: Askme Hell
Date: 8 Sep 1995 02:05:10 GMT

Ed Murphy                                    "It's not the one bullet with your
ford@ee.tulane.edu                            name on it that you have to worry
http://www.yournet.com/Violet/ford.html       about.  It's the twenty-thousand-
eddie%delta1@cs.tulane.edu                    odd rounds labeled 'Occupant'."
#include                      -Murphy's Laws of Combat
 
========
 
From: Count Von Sexbat 
Subject: Re: Fashion stuff belongs in alt.gothic.fashion-No?
Date: Wed, 13 Sep 95 07:57:47 GMT
/\../\
Sexbat
 hell is...
           ... a split level subteranean abode with geothermal heating
 
========
 
From: pd@dominion.inka.de (punjab demain)
Subject: Re: poll favorite epitaph
Date: Fri, 8 Sep 1995 20:05:01 GMT

"Here lies one guy you didn't know
 Nobody's friend and nobody's foe
 Where he is and how he fares
 Nobody knows, and nobody cares"

 -- (incorrectly) pinched from a book called "Dead Funny".

========
 
From: ghastly@ix.netcom.com (Prunesquallor)
Subject: Re: Women are the Root of All Evil
Date: Mon, 18 Sep 1995 05:01:06 GMT

spiffy@netcom.com (oddlystrange) wrote:
>(who doesn't really think anything frail would be capable of being the 
>root of all evil)

A frail quality of thought, of mind, of sanity. A frailty of the soul
which embellishes the depths of darkness; spurring a frail ego to
embrace evil as a pillar of strength; a fortified persona with which
to face the world.

Prunesquallor
 - who doesn't quite know why he said all that - it's like my brain
went on automatic.
P.S.
 who is also wondering what causes both himself and oddlystrange to
throw stuff in at the end of their posts.
Och, the worms ... they eat at the mind, don't they?
 
========
 
From: cyhiggin@aol.com (CyHiggin)
Subject: Re: What The Hell IS Evil Anyway?
Date: 25 Sep 1995 11:30:22 -0400

Yes.  I also have that form of savagery in my soul, and more.
Anyone who doesn' t think they are capable of evil is an idiot,
and dangerous because of their obliviousness to the darkness
in themselves. I had to get to know my own darkness, my 
own capacity for evil, and I'm glad I did, because now I know
it when it rears its ugly head, and I'll not carelessly let it
loose again.

I've stayed out of this discussion so far, because I haven't 
really thought out a definition for Evil; I'm more of a "I can't
define it, but I know it when I see it" sort of person.
And it's not subjective or relative; some acts are 
absolutely evil.  Most of them, in my book, involve
deliberately, maliciously harming another against their
will.  I think that people who delight in doing evil (my
definition) to others are Evil. Those who allow themselves
to be consumed by hate are heading into the Abyss
on the fast lane, even if they have not done any
overtly evil acts yet.

Evil is, by nature, completely, totally self-centered; 
those who have any regard for others cannot
find joy in hurting others.  But, as this is the 
imperfect mortal world, neither absolute good
nor absolute evil exists in human beings ; rather,
degrees of both.  Love and compassion are
the antithesis of evil and hate; they bind us
together and through them we delight in
another's joy, and suffer with another's pain.
Evil and hate drive us apart into our own,
individual islands of darkness.  Human
beings were not meant to exist so; we are
creatures with a great need to love and be
loved.  Evil destroys us.

========
 
From: Count Von Sexbat 
Subject: Re: Abuse
Date: Wed, 27 Sep 95 13:00:49 GMT

"Bringing greater harmony to the universe by punching people in the throat
 and dumping them on their heads" - Sexbat World Enterprises
 
========
 
From: Darkcell@tardis-house.com (Darkcell)
Subject: Re: SERIOUS GOTH BITCHES ON IRC
Date: Sat, 04 Nov 1995 00:14:59 GMT
"This little piggy went to Hades
  This little piggy stayed home
   This little piggy ate raw and steaming human flesh
    This little piggy violated virgins
     And this little piggy clambered over a heap of dead bodies
        to get to the top"
 
========
 
From: ledwith@unixg.ubc.ca (Philip Ledwith)
Subject: Re: ## Repost: GOTH CODE v1.1 [0/1] ##
Date: 6 Nov 1995 09:20:02 GMT
in response to the request for comments, yes there is very much a 
trashygraveyard goth look. No one was having you on. Hell, with my ripped 
clothes and broken earth encrusted fingernails I've often been mistaken 
for someone who just clawed their way through six feet of earth. When you 
apologise for your lateness to people I've found it adds that extra edge 
of credibility to your excuses.
 
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From: "K. Tewson" 
Subject: Re: Somebody was looking for Skin Whiteners...
Date: Tue, 7 Nov 1995 12:24:50 -0800

YOUR teeth are DULL and PATHETIC.  Sharks' teeth are SHARP and MENACING.
                                               --Shark Fear
 
========
 
From: dogbert@io.org (Dave Mooney)
Subject: Re: Sex Anyone?
Date: 6 Nov 1995 11:13:06 -0500

Dave Mooney  |  As Canadian as possible under the circumstances
 
========
 
Date: 17 Aug 1995 15:30:56 -0400
From: SuperTwist 
Subject: Re: Inspiration Through Sorrow?

Usually, when I'm in pain I'm at my least creative; I just want to crawl
under my bed for a few weeks. It's only when the pain has begun to resolve
itself that my clarity/lucidity returns. (For me, resolution isn't
something that can happen on canvas; something has to happen in the real
world like an event or a decision.) Sometimes I'll make a piece about it,
but only when I'm far enough beyond it that I can really assess what
happened. If I'm going to document those feelings, I want to do so as
thoroughly as possible.

I've seen a lot of work that is reactive; the artist vomits out a piece
without actually contemplating what's going on, without examining options
and then making choices. I think that kind of work is self-indulgent and
offers little to any audience thus failing your criteria (and mine) to
teach, enlighten and change. The 'Byronic' image of the artist, while
romantic, seems to have little to offer in the way of cultural dialogue.
The arts community comes off as a bunch of arrogant slackers rather than
rigorous thinkers... oops, where are some breadcrumbs, I'm getting lost...

There's an entire spectrum of emotions between despair and bliss, all of
them worthy of investigation/expression. To say that sorrow is the only
state ripe with creative material is like saying blue is the only color
worth painting with because it's cheaper to come buy. That's a pretty
limited palette. Maybe happiness is more worthy a subject to paint because
it's harder to do so intelligently ( i.e.: how do I paint happiness
without doing cute mice and strawberries crap?)

========
 
Adian's Tag Lines:
 * SLMR 2.1a * Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.
 * SLMR 2.1a * On a clear disk you can seek forever
 * SLMR 2.1a * What has four legs and an arm?  A happy pit bull.
 * 1st 2.00 ~ The only good point and click interface is .44 Magnum.

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Date: 19 Aug 1995 05:02:00 GMT
From: Petro 
Subject: Re: Petro's Nuptials

        You can turn shit into roses, but only by putting it in the earth.

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From: elinbs@admin.uio.no (Darkamber)
Date: 26 Jun 1995 12:38:58 GMT

"Bouncito ergo sum"

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From: clarsen@cris.com (Hesychast)
Subject: Re: My Favorite Demons
Date: Wed, 28 Jun 95 02:04:08 GMT

"A physician is not angry at the intemperance of a mad patient, nor does he
 take it ill to be railed at by a man in a fever.  Just so should a wise man
 treat all mankind, as a physician treats a patient, and look upon them as
 sick." -- Seneca
 
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 ..............................................................................
 |"I don't know what happened, one minute  |  (__)    To err is human; to     |
 | we were slapping each other with meat,  |  (vv)        moo, bovine.        |
 |....the next minute, it got weird."......|...\/..........|
 
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From: vlad@gwis2.circ.gwu.edu (Ken Nagle)
Date: 17 Jul 1995 21:02:31 GMT

All I'm going to say is the day I quit having a good time and doing what 
I wanna do because I am too old is the day you'll be wiping the oatmeal 
off my chin in the home.......

And even then I'll probably still be a willy old fart......

                                              Vlad
 (oh, yes nurse, sisters of mercy is a classical band. honest. put it in)

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From: gillin@teaching.physics.ox.ac.uk (Peter M Gillin)
Date: 17 Jul 95 17:49:54 BST
--
                Pete Gillin, Merton College, Oxford.
I'm a member of an ape-like race at the arsehole end of the 20th century.
At the end of the rainbow and your rope.   I hate you / explode and make up.
             ... Mindless absorption of pop culture ...
Hey wow, that all fitted into the regulation 4 li - oh, bugger.
 
========
 
From: u9119055@muss.cis.McMaster.CA (J.M. Bowman)
Subject: Re: Bela Lugo -- er, Jerry Garcia is dead
Date: 11 Aug 1995 11:46:39 -0400
        julianna
        (who wore a tie-dyed armband on her usual black today out of respect)
 
========

Date: 29 Jul 1995 04:02:05 GMT
From: SilverAngel 

"Why be 'normal'  when you can be unique.
 
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Date: 12 Aug 1995 18:59:12 GMT
From: moonboy@interlog.com

"Life's a Bitch, but Death is a cute brunnette." 
 
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From: rsilzer@the-wire.com (Jason Silzer)
Date: Tue, 22 Aug 1995 00:00:10 -0500

-- 
. . .All around me darkness gathers,     
     Fading is the sun that shone;           
     We must speak of other matters:
     You can be me when I'm gone. . .

                . . .Flowers gathered in the morning
                     Afternoon they blossom on, 
                     Still are withered by the evening:
                     You can be me when I'm gone. . . 

                               . . .Spring arrives with merry measure
                                    Rainbows colouring the dawn
                                    Treat this solen time as treasure
                                    You can be me when I'm gone. . .


   (First two verses by Neil Gaiman . . . Last verse by me: Jason)
 
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Date: Wed, 23 Aug 1995 07:59:30 GMT
From: cusraque@tiac.net
Subject: Re: In my absence...

         I Don't Care if U're Incoherently Shitfaced
                All
                   24/7...

          _Just_Don't_Cry_About_Having_Nothing_2_Do_.

            Boredom
                  _Is_
                      a Choice.

              I Used 2 _B_ a Full-Time Alchoholic,
                    &
                     Wondered What Everyone Else
                       did with All That Bloody Time
                               that
                                 I was Just Wasting...

         Now,
             I Haven't Enough Hours,
              &
               Know I'll Die
                     Before I'm Done.

         U can Try 2 Justify
              your Lack of Things 2 Do,
                  but
                     It will Never Wash.

         If U R Doing Nothing but
                             Having Sex,
                               Getting Drunk,
                                  &
                                   Doing Drugs,
                                        then U're Really Saying
                                            that U're Doing Nothing At All.

         All of Those Things R _Fine_
               as
                Long as they Don't Define
                            a Larger Amount of your Time
                                         than Personal Betterment.

               _Do_Something_.

                    & U Won't B Bored.

                     & U Won't Have 2 Annoy me
                        with
                            your Foolish Indignation.

                             U Won't Have the Time.

                                                Stay Intact,
                                                     - A
 
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Date: Thu, 24 Aug 1995 13:20:26 +0000
From: Peter Constantine 
Subject: Re: re: are old volvos gothic?

Coincidentally my local undertaker has just exchanged his hideous Leyland
Princess hearse for an even more hideous _Volvo_ based model... perhaps he
is hoping to impress 'clients' with the Volvo's reputation for passenger
safety!

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Date: 22 Aug 1995 16:46:09 GMT
From: Detective Sanchez 
Subject: Thin Mists, Steel Spikes and 401K Plans (was: Re: gothic aesthetic in 
_your_ city?)

-- 
"An author once told me I must find my muse before I could write.
   When I finally found her, she was wearing a rubber helmet, a
   latex catsuit, a very tight corset, an armbinder, and ballet-
   toe boots with seven inch heels.  I suspect I am not meant to
   be a writer."
   - from interview with Gomez in Precious The Cow Magazine
 
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From: steved@longs.lance.colostate.edu (Steve Dempsey)
Subject: forceful metaphor

Seen on a bumper sticker:
   metaphors be with you
 
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will@dyson.microserve.com     http://www.microserve.net/~will
LSD melts in your mind, not in your hand.
 
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Individuation :
Gotta love the instagoths...just add black
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l-hoff@staff.uiuc.edu (Lisa Hoff)
Date: 7 Oct 1996 22:05:57 GMT
"One part boots, one part fishnets, three parts black.  Dancing skills
and sense of rhythm optional.  Does not mix well with brain matter."

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