So we have stratification guy: me
Dasein guy: iambiguous
Affectance guy: James
We have anarchy guy: hahaha
And we have some Folks who are racist or fascist
And we have a couple of people we call “number nuts”
But are we that simple…
I just replied to James that zero stratification means non existence … Are we being overlooked by stereotypes, even by each other, and, to what degree?
The rest of the posters are: that’s interesting/compelling and/or not in a certain way and/or not …
Dear Turd, I have aimed a few outbursts at you. You were the entire list. I could not even think of others to add to a list during those outbursts. Sincerely Moreno
I don’t even recall these outbursts. Your just not memorable. Your like a Teddy Rupkin.
I’m really unfortunate as I’m the only person on this site never to be laid into hard. Everyone else has enemies and grudges, but nobody is my enemy, or thinks ill of me. Well, except for those gay cocksuckers, but they can 69 one another till they suffocate for all I care, no real people here dislike me.
The appearance of coherence is a necessary condition for enmity, at least for me.
How can I sustain a good rage or grudge when the insults and attacks you make seem the babblings of someone in their sleep?
You often attack what is in agreement with you. And when you attack something that disagrees with you, you attack it on grounds that do not relate to it.
And then, as a kind of bonus, you do sometimes include useful information about things not at all related to the issues at hand.
It’s like I jostled awake an editor at Wikipedia and he just starts typing from his dreaming.
our personas aren’t something, they have no thingness, it doesn’t exist, we make ourselves up as we go along, and the composition isn’t even as real as a music score [which also doesn’t exist [until you play it]]. Do people here limit themselves to a belief system or given ilk? Hope not, otherwise i am not having a conversation but listening to dictum.
So you’re not the guy Ecmandu called an anarchist?
And just for the record, I’m for stratification. But not that I give a damn about stratification; that’s just the way humans feel compelled to organize themselves in order to feel loved. What humans call love is really poison.
