I don’t like it when you speak with the general you that does not currently apply to me. It is very confusing.
Although, in a sense, it does apply to me as much as it applies to you (assuming it even does apply to you). You ain’t exactly giving it away (assuming you’re not). Excepting the conversation.
They are not yours to give, so if you actually think you’re doing that, you should stop.
You totally made that rule up. In my opinion, it applies to every single woman on the face of the planet over the age of consent.
It’s not a “might makes right” position to find out what the other person likes & know you’re it (without even trying)…and show them.
Ooo. I think I just solved your problem.
…unless you expect every woman to simultaneously do what Mel did all at the same moment, and never again.
If my eyes had lasers. Pfff. Your kindness pales to mine.
Actually Ichthus. I do give women to men. I’ve done it almost my whole life. I’ll correct their sentences; I’ll stay silent while they’re being players. It’s actually me the women are in love with, not the men they pick. I’ll say it here because this is a philosophy board. Out in real life, I do give women to men. I even made up the best pick up profile line ever, you just saw it… I did that to give women to men.
Imagine a sane normal person, coming across something like this online and trying to make sense of it.
How about you go back to the original post and actually participate, or …just keep being voyeuristic. That’s totally normal.
Ichthus. Your idea of kindness is existence. Your idea of kindness is hating the patch.
I know its going to hurt a lot of people’s feelings when I say things like this.
I’m not trying to hurt your feelings; I’m trying to raise female encryption levels.
I hacked women. I want women to know they have been hacked. It will help this species.
Now normally I say that nobody changes after the age of 22… so I’m really writing for the future generation. I have no expectation of sex for explaining all this. If I didn’t be transparent, I’d get sex all day everyday. People hate themselves. I don’t hate myself. Women never choose men with integrity. I have an ulterior motive for what I do on earth. I don’t want to go to the deepest pits of hell again. Sometimes I do it to pull people out of it. Something you’d never do Ichthus.
I like you ichthus, but you’re not kinder than me.
How do you correct their sentences out in real life without the women knowing you’re doing it?
How is a dating profile “out in real life” anymore than this current situation right here?
How do I even know you are the real Ecmandu? Maybe someone else is correcting your sentences?
Maybe I’m not who you think I am.
I am. But how would you know? Unless you’re a spy.
Ichthus. I whisper in their ear. I tell them what to say. If they fuck up, I tell them how to fix it.
I even tell them to say, when I whisper in their ear to say how to correct it, I have to save them, by saying something like, “Oh, that’s really happening in your life” so the women don’t become suspicious.
That must be really hard for you. Giving up women just so you could teach douchey men to get women.
You’re not doing anybody any favors. Believe me. I’ve seen that movie.
I don’t like competition. She’ll have a good night. I always look into a man’s soul before I do this to see if he’s violent. If he is, I’ll step in and crash the whole thing.
I might need to remind you. I go in camouflage mode. Women love me, but there’s a zero percent chance they want me that way. That’s how I figured out women are robots. If you really want to be with me as a woman, you have to have an older cognitive age than me. This is my law because of the problem with sex dimorphism.
It’s too bad I’m not a woman, or that figure would be 100%.
Well, I’m gonna go do other stuff now.
You know…
When I look at the average woman, I see how proud they are of their clothes and belongings.
It makes them human to me. They may have low self-esteem. But they’re proud of their things.
It makes me sad that they all have to wear yoga pants and tight yoga shirts, but I see it for what it is. They take pride in their belongings. Most of them are arrogant as fuck. But there are a lot who aren’t. I notice these women.
"if something is true and good, it is also beautiful.
(b) If something is beautiful and true, it is also good.
If something is good and beautiful, it is also true."
If something like that was presented to Kripke or Ayers or Carnap or any of those guys they would call it a logical mess and wonder who gave the person who wrote this a philosophy book. Even Aristotle rose from the dead after reading that he was so shocked.
(b) can something beautiful be false? If yes, then if something beautiful is false, something true and good can be false. If no, then (b) is a redundancy.
But this is beside the fact that you are using terms of value (aesthetic), which can not be objective in the sense you want such that your axioms would build anything substantial… which is what you think you are doing playing with these circles.
The only term that can have any meaning is ‘true’ and only in the sense of a conclusion following a premise. As you’ve used it, it serves (somewhere, I’m sure) as support for propositions that already aren’t truth-apt; “x is beautiful” amounts to an expression of favor - ‘that’s nice!’ - and nothing about x logically needs to be beautiful to be called beautiful… unlike its shape, its form, its physical properties, etc., which are and must be objective in order for propositions about them to be true.
So you’re just putting together strings of meaningless propositions… or I should say propositions that support each other (if they do, indeed) and are true in the sense of following as a conclusion. But that doesn’t mean the argument is meaningful, only logically sound.
Shallow piddlewaps truff gightly in faster.
This shallow piddlewap is in faster.
Therefore, this piddlewap is truffing gightly.
For real though I’m not tryna give you a course so please don’t reply. Just hang your head in shame and seek redemption. Look for the one they call Bertrand ‘the pipe’ Russell first. And leave the coloring books or he’ll confiscate them.
Oh… forgot. All that looks logically great, but wtf is a ‘gightly’ and ‘truffing’?
In the same way, wtf is a ‘beautiful’ and a ‘good’?
The axioms are in question, not the consistency of the argument. You were fooled by yourself when you started playing venn diagram logician.
The beautiful is why (predicate, adverb, adjective, quality, force, end), the good is how (verb, action, indicator, do), and the true is what (noun, substance, position, be).
I fixed your form for you below. You were (essentially) affirming a consequent, but I switched you to modus ponens. You know, but for syllogistic logic. You did that on purpose to test me, right? I bet you did that to all your teachers.
When substantial piddlewaps show their capacity for gightly truffing, they demonstrate a merely apparent gightliness obscuring an essential shallowness… and thus are those who are in faster… and out even faster.
yellow: piddlewap(s), those who are in faster (and out even faster)
blue: “gightly” truff(ing)
red: HELLA shallow
That’s not necessarily ideal … but unless it’s absolutely nothing … it shares that form.
You pass with a C. I had to dock you a full grade because you’re an asshole to your mom.
Facebook cancelled my account. I hadn’t been there in about 3 to 4 years, and I just accepted all the people in queue about a month ago. It was hundreds of people. Who knows what kind of shit they said. I keep getting notifications on the lower right-hand part of my screen. But they never stay there long enough for me to read them. I actually don’t care if they delete my account, I just thought it might be interesting for others to talk on it.
post a link to your profile
It looks innocent enough. A regular question anyone would ask. But not this one. Behind the seemingly innocuous question lies a paranoid cat lady in front of a TV tray in a living room obsession with forum people she thinks are all sock puppets of some evil genius that’s fuckin’ with everyone… and she’s gonna hunt the sonofabitch down if it’s the last thing she does.
Here’s where you come in, E. You’re so fucking coo coo that she can’t believe you’re real… so she thinks somebody’s playing you or you’re playing somebody. Next, everyone else becomes suspicious to her because they’re always around, too. She starts making connections that aren’t there and noting coincidences that mean nothing.
Essentially, you have an amateur hobby philosopher christian cat lady divorcee with nothing to do but indulge in her own perverse fantasies and delusions while sitting in front of that TV tray with an assortment of coupon clippings, religious brochures, butterscotch candy wrappers, an old thank you card from aunt Janine and utitlity bills splayed all over it.
This site is surreal, man. ILP, i mean.
Snopes says that is partially true.