Incredibly good Swedish band led by mathematician composer papa Emeritus IV. The names of other band members - the Nameless ghouls - are secret. Former lead guitarist Omega however, revealed his identity after leaving the bandand founding Magna Carta Cartel. Their music overcombines many different instruments, genres and effects
(also: Thobias Forge)
"Poetry, my dear friend, is the highest form of Logopoeia. It's where language goes to play where words become the wings of imagination and take you soaring to the stars. Poetry is a dance, a song and a symphony all in one, a celebration of the power of words to evoke emotions, create pictures and transport the mind.
(n.) life's way of screwing you out of half your Biblically allotted seventy-to-eighty years
(noun): A sticky substance that transforms a leisurely stroll into a flailing dance of desperation.
a vague and nebulous abstraction derived from the paranoid ravings of certain activists or cynics, embodying the sinister and skullduggerous authority figure who is the butt of countless standup routines
or at least that's what (also: illuminati) wants you to think
or at least that's what (also: illuminati) wants you to think
(n.) one's social standing, the immortal part of oneself which endures past the degradation and decay of their material flesh. that which Joan Jett does not give a damn about.
A member of the Parliamentarian party in the English civil war — so called from his habit of wearing his hair short, whereas his enemy, the Cavalier, wore his long. There were other points of difference between them, but the fashion in hair was the fundamental cause of quarrel. The Cavaliers were royalists because the king, an indolent fellow, found it more convenient to let his hair grow than to wash his neck. This the Roundheads, who were mostly barbers and soap-boilers, deemed an injury to trade, and the royal neck was therefore the object of their particular indignation. Descendants of the belligerents now wear their hair all alike, but the fires of animosity enkindled in that ancient strife smoulder to this day beneath the snows of British civility.
(also: The Devil's Dictionary)
(also: The Devil's Dictionary)
There is an art, or, rather, a knack to flying.
The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.
Pick a nice day and try it.
The first part is easy:
All it requires is simply the ability to throw yourself forward with all your weight, and the willingness not to mind that it's going to hurt.
That is, it's going to hurt if you fail to miss the ground.
Most people fall to miss the ground, and if they are really trying properly, the likelihood is that they will fail to miss it fairly hard.
Clearly, it is the second part, the missing, which presents the difficulties.
One problem is that you have to miss the ground accidentally. It's no good deliberately intending to miss the ground because you won't. You have to have your attention suddenly distracted by something else when you're halfway there, so that you are no longer thinking about falling, or about the ground, or about how much it's going to hurt if you fail to miss it.
It is notoriously difficult to prize your attention away from these three things during the split second you have at your disposal. Hence most people's failure, and their eventual disillusionment with this exhilarating and spectacular sport.
If, however, you are lucky enough to have your attention momentarily distracted at the crucial moment by, say, a gorgeous pair of legs (tentacles, pseudopodia, according to phyllum and/or personal inclination) or a bomb going off in your vicinity, or by suddenly spotting an extremely rare species of beetle crawling along a nearby twig, then in your astonishment you will miss the ground completely and remain bobbing just a few inches above it in what might seem to be a slightly foolish manner.
This is a moment for superb and delicate concentration.
Bob and float, bob and float.
Ignore all considerations of your own weight and simply let yourself waft higher.
Do not listen to what anybody says to you at this point because they are unlikely to say anything helpful.
They are most likely to say something along the lines of "Good God, you can't possibly be flying!"
It is vitally important not to believe them or they will suddenly be right.
Waft higher and higher.
Try a few swoops, gentle ones at first, then drift above the treetops breathing regularly.
DO NOT WAVE AT ANYBODY.
When you have done this a few times you will find the moment of distraction rapidly becomes easier and easier to achieve.
(also: boeing)
(also: airbus)
(n.) a gentlemanly sport with increasingly infrequent casualties
In theology, the state of a luckless mortal prenatally damned. The doctrine of reprobation was taught by Calvin, whose joy in it was somewhat marred by the sad sincerity of his conviction that although some are foredoomed to perdition, others are predestined to salvation.
(also: The Devil's Dictionary)
(also: The Devil's Dictionary)
One to whom the interests of a part seem superior to those of the whole. The dupe of statesmen and the tool of conquerors.
(also: The Devil's Dictionary)
(also: The Devil's Dictionary)
n. Authors of other dictionaries.
(n.) 1) having desirable and admirable masculine characteristics. 2) having contemptible and detestable masculine characteristics.
Funny skeleton man from undertale
Prudent insult in retort. Practiced by gentlemen with a constitutional aversion to violence, but a strong disposition to offend. In a war of words, the tactics of the North American Indian.
(also: The Devil's Dictionary)
(also: The Devil's Dictionary)
“The higher we soar the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche,
(also: Nietzsche)
― Friedrich Nietzsche,
(also: Nietzsche)
An imaginary all knowing, all seeing being that children are taught to believe in, who rewards them once a year for behaving well.
Also (God for children)
Also (God for children)
sign-up or face the consequences!
“"observers" must obey the call.”
join