Further Reflection: Does it yield the truth?

go back to your desk and dont return, or get a LIFE!

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No doubt truth has stared you down; reality, however, has yet to set in. I wonder what causes you such great pain that reality cannot be accepted. It has been my experience that tea huts specializing in the mixture of Ginsengs best heals reality's rejection but yet no silver backed glass is housed in a tea hut. The puzzle is grand but does not escape truth or reality, for the silver backed glass haunts your very being.

Tyson wrote:

go back to your desk and dont return, or get a LIFE!

(worst comment of the year award material?)

(I kept my promise and am not answering your tired crap on the other thread, but I will toss one here to you?)

What the FUCK is wrong with you, bro? I read some of your earlier posts and it appeared as if you were actually trying to speak English or make a valid point. Now all you do is respond with same empty aphorisms of nonsense, ad nauseum. It?s kind of scary. There is no different between what you are writing and the following BS I will make up on the fly:

Behold the gorgeous light of truth, for it shall shine into your heart and bring you joy. Do not let the darkness of falsity and lies blind you from the warmth of the great truth-giving orb that can be found upon mediation in the tea-hut of enlightenment and joy. It is all there for you, do not shy away from this gift I offer. The silver-backed glass has spoken.

What I just typed is meaningless, yet this is this is the type of shit you keep posting. IT HAS NO MEANING. Why don?t you just type:

#$%(*&$%*(*)*&(*%)&(^()&(*^()_(

It is no less sensible that your shit. Wow, what a friggin? annoying bore you are.

(OK here is the part when you write back your mystical-babble BS. I will save you time and do it for you, OK?)

Behold the gorgeous light of truth, for it shall shine into your heart and bring you joy. Do not let the darkness of falsity and lies blind you from the warmth of the great truth-giving orb that can be found upon mediation in the tea-hut of enlightenment and joy. It is all there for you, do not shy away from this gift I offer. The silver-backed glass has spoken.

#$%(*&$%*(*)*&(*%)&(^()&(*^()_(

BLAH, BLAH< BLAH.........

Behold the gorgeous light of truth, for it shall shine into your heart and bring you joy. Do not let the darkness of falsity and lies blind you from the warmth of the great truth-giving orb that can be found upon mediation in the tea-hut of enlightenment and joy. It is all there for you, do not shy away from this gift I offer. The silver-backed glass has spoken.

#$%(*&$%*(*)*&(*%)&(^()&(*^()_(

BLAH, BLAH< BLAH.........

I hope writing in such twisted, tired prose gives you some kind of pleasure. Why not adopt a new "character?" This one don't have such fresh legs.

"Behold the truth, for the non-believers amongst you shall facilitate a crusade against its existence, in the hopes of filling their coffers and engaging their loins. I proclaim the day shall come where the rewards and pleasantries shall be duly awarded the faithful servants, and those who have chosen to dwell in the valley of the shadows shall find no comfort, their destiny determined. For they shall command stones, swords and the vitriol of 1,000 horseman to silence your words, but hear me now that your words know no boundaries, nor does their existence depend on your well being".

I speak not untruths. Thank the silver backed glass for the pleasure.

I thought your passage was quite insightful and delightful; from which I derived great joy and pleasure. Shall the pleasure be mine or shall it be yours? Pleasure is a gift not often enjoyed by those who speak the language of Fiction. Once confronted with Truth, Fictioners have not the pleasure of enjoying make believe.Accept Truth, the fundamental reality of being, and at some point, you'll be greeted with pleasure; so speaks the silver backed glass.

I still like puppies.

Monty

there is no silver-backed glass

-neo

The silver backed glass has fallen off the table of life and is smashed into pieces. Now yea thou shut thy whistles.

indeed, the silver backed glass haunts all!! it has spoken through you, a prophet channeling the most objective truth of the green tea bag!

good lord, what the hell is wrong w you?? go check yourself into the fricken looney bin, else the terrific might of the inigma of the natorious b.i.g. descend upon you!! (watch out, i threw the silver backed glass into a brick wall, and it was filled w the glorious ginsing tea...)

All,

No one knows Wttbb is a bigger idiot than I do, but what you all really need to do is quit posting responses to him. That is the only way he will stop. He's laughing his head off everytime you come up with another way to tell him he's an asshole. He's even laughing at my post right now simply because I'm talking about him. Trolls come in many sizes and flavors, and not all of them provoke with insults and foul language. Make no mistake that Wttbb is a troll. If you don't feed a troll, he will go away.