"Truth sticks regardless of desire's absence."

I am always happy to oblige. Relativeness is a term enjoyed by the mediocre.

Quote of the Week wrote:

Courtesy of Wttbb, the best phrase uttered on this board in the past 7 days.

Or "relativity."

proverbial speech is a condition adopted by the intellectually insecure...and also by dorks. love, dork killer.

Strategery.

"Few of us can understand a progeny."

There can simply be no debate that the silver backed glass has once again reflected truth, reflected reality. Some may prefer the concave, some may prefer the convex, but the straight and true silver backed glass never reflects an image other than the one true reality. Whether you accept the one true reality is not important, for reality isn't contingent upon acceptance; rather, the reality flows through the continuum like five hour marathoners through the marine corps marathon.

I like puppies.

Monty

Have Socks wrote:

There can simply be no debate that the silver backed glass...

Well now, I don't know who's being mocked, me or PBK. Perhaps both. Or are you PBK mocking yourself?

So confusing with all these names...

all i know is that dork killer has his hands full with a an online message board about distance runners.

Kramer,Indeed, it is a pleasure to come across someone as polished as you. Without truth, there can be no reality. What lives in the world of fiction, dies in the land of veracity. You my friend exist in the land of veracity, the question is: "will you live or die?"The silver backed glass knows no other trickery than the trickery of truth; for reality can be a mean joke.

Kramer wrote:

You got that right dork killer.

Wttbb, you aren't impressing anyone with your proverbial speech. Try something else, but on the other hand, I'm sure that will suck too.

hey, wttbb. you might want to start substituting "mirror" for "silver backed glass". Carpel tunnel syndrome can be a real pain in the ass. But you probably know all about that.

Now, now. Let's show Wttbb a little compassionativity.

They call my speech proverbial. Why do they attempt to redefine truth?

Yes, the "Rejection of Reality Tour" continues on. Oops, did I say "Rejection", I meant to say "Reflection", my bad. Don't sit there to long gazing into that dull butter knife trying to catch a clear glimpse of your own reflection, you might not like what you see.

was that last post to kramer a threat? sounded like one to me. surely there is no place for that here, and ultimately it is punishable by law. please clarify.

That last post was a play on words. Reality is what perception often is not.

I find it quite amusing that the fools amongst us should so outnumber those with wisdom. Those with wisdom are often outnumbered by the fools, and those with wisdom are not wise. They are not wise because they realize their own ignorance; and admit to the undeniable truths: no matter how clever you may be, you cannot distort reality.

Reality is stanger than fiction in that reality is knowable, but not malleable. For example, I am smarter than you, because I know a 14 minute 5k is very, very slow. I am smarter than you, because I know that anyone who can\'t break 2:20 in a marathon should quit running. I am smarter than you in that I realize that there are only a few runners, the vast majority of feet shufflers being walkers.

I do admit my ignorance though; for I can\'t change these immutable facts. As much wisdom as I have, I am powerless to change the fact that a 32:00 10k sucks. I am powerless to change the fact that 27:30 8k for a college xc runner is pathetic and embarrassing. Yes, I wish I could change these facts, but the silver backed glass won\'t have it. The silver backed glass only reflects what is real. The charlatans amongst us would have you think otherwise, by referring to relativity; but relativity is a perversion of reality by those to weak to accept the holdings of the silver backed glass. Thus, we have Age Group Awards, and other tokens of a shameless society.

david hume would have punched you in the face, dumbass. life is like milk, which each man drinks through his straw. each man's straw has a different flavor. you speak or reality as if it consists of archetypal forms, and if it does, that you realize them. well get this, your straw is flavored no better than mine, nor better than that of the winner of an Age Group Award. get off it, prick.