UNCLE JIM BOB

This is a thread to announce that I have ignored myg0t ph0ne on irc. In love, Uncle Jim Bob

If I suck at trolling perhaps it is because I am not actually trolling? :emot-backtowork: Fucking idiot. Everyone who is anyone (e.g. not you, you myg0t ph0ne are a loser) knows that I UNCLE JIM BOB am against trolling, that I hold that both trolling and raging is tedious, played out, boring, and a way to let losers like you ph0ne take their revenge on a society that is in point of fact superior to your dumb arsehole. As for g0d vis a vis myg0t ph0ne, that's easy. you ph0ne are nothing. g0d is a god compared to your dumb arsehole. No one will dispute this except the loser pack who hover on the forum but cower on mIRC where I UNCLE JIM BOB rule. In brevi, you're a loser AND I will destroy your life: I am ignoring you on mIRC until I receive a letter of apology for backstabbing me in the face on the forum. If you even try to reply to this with a rhetorical slant I will make that an ignore for life and report you to ic3 for stalking me. I'm not playing around. Get ready for your life to become Nightmare on mIRC street II: The Death of a Jew. I don't forgive riends who backstab me. Forgiveness and UNCLE JIM BOB are like blowjobs and holocausts: one is sexy and nice, the other one is what lives under your bed (me...)... Get ready to die riend.

It is sad to see [myg0t] g0d disrespected by losers who have never taken half the drugs he has. Is someone a little jealous perhaps? I would like to see g0d with at least a halfop on #myg0t mIRC. He is the most genuine black american I have ever had the pleasure of chatting with on mIRC. He could probably pass for a human being and a black: an uncommon 'and.' It is a treat for me to see an old member speaking in this place as a creature feeling and hurting from the rudeness and injustice of oper abuse. Behold a man not afraid to speak from his heart to the heartless. Very ironically, g0d's cry for help and protest just goes to show that he is past the point of proving himself to absolute losers. He dares to be genuine, loving, caring, to show his blood to vampires - his wounds to wolves, even to people who are not worthy of it. Truly noble of course. But g0d has passed through the gauntlet of immaturity and attained the perfect irony and self-contradiction of being both mature and a troll or rager.

My favourite part was closing the youtube window. I give it three out of seven. Keep them coming.

I hope you're not that ugly whore.

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GFREAT JOKE I LAUGHED SERIOUSLY FOR A LONG TIME GREAT JOKE M8

Reported.

Tune down the racism. I am tired of it. It is played out so much that it is almost impossible to hold sincere and genuine racist views and it scares away potential posters. Racism is incorrect and wrong.

Two aspects of the Liturgy of the Hours were established very early on: the praying of the Psalms, and the consecration of every hour to God. Taking this literally meant that prayer of some kind was offered every three hours, day and night, and confined the full implementation of such a liturgy to hermits, enthusiasts, and dedicated religious orders. At times, their achievements seem to us to be more heroic than spiritual, and this is certainly what we would feel if we went through all 150 psalms every week, or even every day (but that may say more about us than about the people who did this). Human frailty, too, demanded that one sleep more than two and a half hours at a stretch, and so, in various reforms and adjustments through the ages, the schedule has been made rather more human - though even today some of the stricter contemplative orders stay close to the original ideal. The last batch of reforms, completed in 1970 and revised in 1985, has made the Liturgy of the Hours usable not only by priests and religious but also by lay people who have a living to earn and a life to lead. Here is the basic structure: Lauds Also known as Morning Prayer. It is meant to be said first thing in the morning. There is a hymn, two psalms (or bits of psalms if they are long), an Old Testament canticle (basically a psalm that happens not to be in the Book of Psalms), a short reading, and prayers of intercession. In public celebration, it is possible for Mass to follow straight on from this Hour. The Little Hours These are also known as Prayer through the Day: Terce (the third hour in Roman reckoning, or mid-morning), Sext (the sixth hour: noon), and None (pronounced to rhyme with "moan", this is the ninth hour, or mid-afternoon). These hours are short, so as not to be too much of an interruption, but because they still are an interruption, most lay people won't want to bother with them. We will, however, add them to this site eventually. Vespers Also known as Evening Prayer or Evensong. This Hour takes us from the bustle of the day to the calm of evening. There is a hymn, two psalms, a New Testament canticle (usually a hymn from St Paul or a song of triumph from the Apocalypse), a short reading, and prayers of intercession. Sundays and important feasts are considered to start the night before (like the Jewish Sabbath) and have so-called "First Vespers" on that night: you don't need to worry about this refinement because it is built into this site. Compline Also known as Night Prayer, and sometimes combined into the public celebration of Vespers. It is the last prayer of the day, and sums up all that went before, as we examine our consciences and offer the actions of the day to God. The Office of Readings This is a splendid innovation of the latest reforms. Unlike the other Hours, it can be said at any time of day at all, whenever time and energy and circumstances allow you to pray and meditate. Moreover, it contains more substantial material for meditation, in the form of a solid Bible reading of a chapter or so (we only give you the references so that you can use your favourite translation, and we also have a link, where possible, to an online version). Then comes the glory of the whole Liturgy - a second reading, which is not biblical but is taken from the earliest centuries of the Church, or from old homilies whose very authors have been forgotten, or from the writings or biographies of the saints. It is an immense task to fill this site with second readings, and will take a year or more... so please be patient. The Invitatory Psalm The Invitatory Psalm acts as a kind of introduction to the entire Divine Office for the day. When you say it therefore depends on which hour you recite first. If you start with Lauds, say it at the beginning of Lauds; if you start with the Office of Readings (which, you will recall, can be recited at any time of the day), then say the invitatory psalm at the beginning of the Office of Readings. If all that you recite in the day is Vespers, then say the invitatory psalm at the beginning of Vespers. This site lets you view versions of Lauds and the Office of Readings both with and without the invitatory psalm. What has happened to Matins? Matins was originally the office of Vigils, prayer offered in the middle of the night, but understandable human weakness moved it to the early morning; nevertheless, it retained its character of a night prayer, even being subdivided into between one and three parts called "nocturns". This office was the longest one of the day, containing between nine and eighteen psalms, plus readings from the Old and New Testaments and from the Fathers. While such an office is reasonably suited to religious orders, who can order their day round their prayer, it is less well adapted to people who are living in the world, for whom first thing in the morning may not necessarily be the best time to study and meditate in depth. Accordingly, the latest reforms have transformed Matins into the Office of Readings and removed its specifically nocturnal character. It has, instead, the most meditative psalms and those that narrate the course of salvation history; and it can be said at any hour of the day or night. What has happened to Prime? It has been abolished. It was, in any case, a relatively recent innovation, being introduced after the other hours had already been established. The manner of its introduction was this: around the year 382, in one of the monasteries near Bethlehem, a problem arose, because after the night offices (which corresponded to the more modern Matins and Lauds), the monks could retire to rest. The lazier ones then stayed in bed until nine in the morning (the hour of Terce) instead of getting up to do their manual work or spiritual reading. The short office of Prime, inserted a couple of hours before Terce, solved the problem, by calling them together to pray and sending them out to their tasks.

Reported for Hitler signature.

Until now anyone with the psychological acuity of a very small child would have seen that this thread is boring. Well! Three pages later, they are still posting their replies, still reading each other's replies, still trying to suck from the OP something that mirrors their ideal image of rage. (Is rage worth pursuing into the gutter? But the gutter is always experiencing a range of extreme emotions and none of them the result of the passerby - the weather here plays a larger part, while so too do vermin, fleas, previous addictions to material substances e.g. women, children, the sacrament, cocaine) What an interesting study in stupidity we have before us! What, am I too replying to this thread? Am I too a part of that whole that wills forever amusement and enacts forever boredom? ... Let that pass. Listen, I wouldn't let this thread tie my shoelaces! Would you? Yes perhaps you would. After all, you're an imbecile. Let that pass. My feelings are this: let the OP alone and he will return to being a very highly significant human being and a divine idol for the internet DDOS community.

It would have been nicer without the racism.

Considered apart from the poor colouring, the chaotic arrangement, the lack of any emphases, the ordinate quantity of bad language and unmannerly sallies, this collage is just boring. Sometimes it is better not to publish your work. Think of all the better work that has gone before. It casts a glaring shadow over your mediocre oeuvre. Be ashamed of your moderate raging capabilities. I'm afraid this collage is in fact considerate of the age. Spread a larger clew.

i don't know. do you know? perhaps you might tell me. as for my part, the transcendant irony of which i was speaking has already transcended your perception of it. why should one be content with what one has written on one's first try? on paper i usually wrote up the edges and draw in caricatures of every kind, on this forum i will write as i do in a sketchbook, transcribing all of my thoughts in a random order and putting them in where i see fit. if that is not to your taste - then, that fact stands in the order of facts interesting to me quite low, as it is a taste that pronounces americanisms such as 'dude' when 'sir' or 'polite and venerated god-man' would be far more pleasing, and i do not even jest here. as for being trolled, i'm quite fond of whatever behaviour i am manifesting right now. but i am also quite against it too, as you might have guessed, or not guessed, i am diffident about this, and anxious to select the least insulting combination of words so as not to discourage you from posting more on this forum. at any rate, i like to think i am not pretending to any attitude of sublime indifference only sublime humanity, and if you should inflame or inspire me to write so very be it! but alas, what is this, am i really being trolled? i too have lived your life, and i know the anxiety of the troll, in character, in a corner, he is always asking himself, unless he is too high-minded for trolling altogether and merely a terminal orgasm and atavism of late aristophonic wit - unless that then this, a man of one question 'have i really then trolled this man?' the question recurs endlesly, and the troll is imprisoned in it. usually he chooses to delude himself of a trolled reality and thereby actually succeeds - for the fanatical and deluded are more efficacious at small tasks. this is why christianity has such a high GDP. but i don't want to end on that slightly digressive note, and i should say this: you've sorely dissapointed me i expected more. but, so that you are not upset by this, knwo that, if i have dissapointed you, do not fear, i have dissapointed myself too.

i am not even satisfied with that form you have quoted. should i be? is it really a completed and finished form of all my thoughts on the subject under question? i have not put down all of my thoughts and feelings into words yet, it may take days to properly capture each train of thought as it rushes through me in a splitsecond and can only at the threshold of consciousness be perceived as feeling. of course, you are a troll, but a troll is a limited form of humanity, and i an unlimited, so the disharmony is already guaranteed to produce a novel discourse, and one that i am all too familiar with too.

there are no words sufficient for my contempt here

you dare to speak against the republic of letters?

Extraits d'un manuscrit de Dom Joannis Roberto

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i would like to know what literature is supporting you and your families through these hard times please post as many books as you can instead of just whatever happens to be passing through your hands in this transitory moment you are living at time of posting

until forever

<knobjockey> The only greek I understand is anal

stupid, crass, immature, vulgar 0/10 you are a piece of shit hiding behind his computer screen with racism and misanthropy

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