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| User: | aj_hyena (13163802) Sometimes the only option left is kiss your ass goodbye.
Throwing yourself blindly into the fires of hell won't stop others from burning. |
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| Name: | Aegis J. Hyena | ||||
| Location: | Albany, New York, United States | ||||
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| Bio: | Quem deus vult perdere, dementat prius. "Whom the gods would destroy they first make mad." Hatred is a boomerang which is sure to hit you harder than at the one you throw it. "Nature is even crueler than humans are. Most animals die without screaming. If they didn't, we wouldn't be able to stand the racket. Fact is, creation looks indifferent to suffering. Lifeforms kill without regard. If Creation reflects the Creator, he doesn't give a toss." --- from the Jack forum "I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones." --- Albert Einstein. "If God is omnipotent and all things are possible then it is possible that all religions are correct, simultaneously." --- Dvorak, Freefall "Why do people with such capacity for power seem to waste it on crazy things that work out somehow, but shouldn't?" --- The Brain, Pinky and the Brain God (or whatever you want to call the divine one that created this world) did not create the organized religions most follow, other people did and therein lies the problem. --- ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} sibir_lupus"This used to be funky... now it's just growing funk." --- aladasian"If it's stupid shit, it's Florida. If it's stupid RELIGIOUS shit, it's Dallas." --- chikkiboo"Scientology: Because a 2000 year old zombie ruling the earth with fire and brimstone isn't fucking weird enough." --- sniper3"If we were to plot the distance between where you are right now to the nearest good idea, it would describe a line too big to fit inside the universe." --- Black Mage, 8-Bit Theatre "Once you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth." --- Sherlock Holmes ------------------------------------------ "Darkness" --- written by sphix...The Dark in me sees the dark in you, And sure enough, the one and the two Are the same but different in themselves In and out and through and through. Mine is a shadow created by Light, With the sole intention to better fight That dark which threatens to overturn All that could be “good” or “right.” Yours is the dark, a substance vile With cunning wit and matchless guile, Its host becomes a figure black Who inflicts his pain in a horrific style. You rape, you kill, you plunder and loot, The seed inside you grows and takes root, And soon you find yourself consumed. You become evil, and evil bears fruit. Few will dare to stand in your way, Most you target will quickly obey, They’ll hand over the goods, comply with ease. You destroy their lives; they do what you say. You end up on the highest of highs, As you ignore the anguished cries Of those you torture, destroy and maim. Still, everyone believes your lies. When at last, I finally arrive, I see the destruction on which you thrive. I step over the bodies, I ignore the pain, It’s you who’s done this, I slowly derive. We stand face to face, we stare down the other, Not related, and yet you’re my brother; You use the dark for your own twisted purpose, And we quickly pass judgment on one another. I summon my Darkness, I wield it well, I’ll drag you down to suffer in Hell. After what you’ve done, it’s where you belong, It’s been your fate ever since you first fell. We match each other, blow for blow, Each of us with seeds to sow. Sooner or later we realize, We cannot hope to defeat our foe. We delve into shadows for one last strike, We use the same source, we are one alike. We lunge at each other, ready to die… It’s the final blow, the one we like. When the dust clears, it’ll be only me. Badly wounded, for all to see, But I’ll be victorious, I’ll have won! And I’ll slump against a nearby tree. I’ll push the Dark into the black band That weaves around my arm and hand, To lie in wait, to watch, to rest, Until I make another stand Against those who would use the dark To hurt and kill, to leave their mark Upon a world so full of good… Only then I’ll use the spark Of black fire and vengeance severe, Against him or her who perpetuates fear, And destroys the innocent that cannot fight back. It is my Dark... and it is why I am here. ------------------------------------------
The Internet: Where males are males, females are males, and children are the FBI. The Daily Morning Ritual: Stolen from trpeal: "The ephemeral nature of the Internet allows creations to come and go as their creator pleases. Unlike syndicated comics, when a webcomic writer and artist tires of the story he is telling, he can end it before it goes into some horrible creative tailspin, destroying any good memories the readers might have and replacing them with bitter regret and accusations of 'Hack!' Alternately, the story being told may have a finite number of episodes and when the story is told, that's it. In every instance, the creator is free to begin again with a new story, or take his previous characters and begin again."Stolen shamelessly from trpeal's character Fubaar: "How many times have you chased something, and been totally wrapped up in its pursuit? There was nothing but the chase: You were one with the prey, and you were both were one with the universe. You completely lose yourself. And then you catch your quarry but that's when you find out that it wasn't what you thought it was. It wasn't even close. Life is that chase. And if the chase ends, what do you have? Nothing. Best to be prepared to enjoy it while you're running."RETIRED: One Over Zero, Bob and George, (F)ight, (C)ast, (E)vade, and Wicked Powered Updating Mondays 21st Century Fox and The Crimson Dark Updating Tuesdays and Fridays Concession Updating M-W-F GPF, Freefall, Gene Catlowand The Suburban Jungle Updating T-Th-Sa Nuklear Power Updated Daily Dominic Deegan, The Tale of The Cave, Wolf Photos, and the Daily Coyote Updated Randomly: Sequential Art, Jack, Lackadaisy Cats, Anthros and Dungeons, The Zebra Girl, Wandering Ones, Goblins, The Order of The Stick, Wayfarer's Moon and Fish Tank Cartoon Links and Stuff (Click an X and see where it takes you; "||" is my placeholder between stuff that isn't garbage, and stuff that is ^-^) Cool Youtubes: (X)(X)(X) Other Stuff: (X)(X)(X)(X)||(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X)(X) 2000 B.C. - Here, eat this root. 1000 A.D. - That root is heathen. Here, say this prayer. 1850 A.D. - That prayer is superstition. Here, drink this potion. 1940 A.D. - That potion is snake oil. Here, swallow this pill. 1985 A.D. - That pill is ineffective. Here, take this antibiotic. 2000 A.D. - That antibiotic is artificial. Here, eat this root.  =============================== Say this with me now: Doctors are idiots. Oh, I'll grant you that there are some that are reasonably intelligent. But only a couple. And I'm going to go onto a diatribe that is, hopefully, not full of ranting with no point. No one understands the human brain. There is not a single person anywhere on this planet that knows why any of us are the way we are. Why some of us find the prospect of waking up, of getting up so damned difficult. Or why some of us just want to be left the fuck alone. No one knows, so they "practice medicine" and it is a practice on people who will do anything to feel normal. To be able to get out of bed, to smile at the idiots of the world like you haven't a thought in your head (ok, that bit is projecting, sorry). When the fact of the matter is that we are all abnormal. Just in different ways. And wanting relief, wanting some type of normalcy, to feel that you aren't sick or damaged or weak or whatever it is that you feel you are is all too human. You are stronger than you fear that you are. And you are stronger than what your demons tell you. And you are stronger than what anyone who seeks to take you down will ever believe. Even in the darkest places you cannot hide from the moon's pull. nor it's light. --- Credit to bluetara2020.--------------- Shamelessly Stolen from the Jack forum and slightly edited: Imagine playing your favorite game, a game which you find very pleasent and thought you'd never tire of. Now imagine you have the ability to play that game as many times as you want for as long as you want. At first you'd be having a grand old time but eventually that would change. Over the course of time, you would have run through every possible scenario, every possible move, every possible outcome not once but a potentially infinite ammount of times. Eventually you wouldn't even need to think about the game at all, as you already know all possible outcomes and simply need to access your memory of past games. From the first move you'd know all outcomes before they were played, and not only you but your opponent who has been playing the game with you. The game becomes no longer enjoyable as it's no longer a challenge. You can't try to win as your opponent would know your intentions the moment you made a move, you cannot lose as you would know your opponents intentions the moment they made a move, what you end up with is an endless stalemate. So you move onto another game, only you end up with the same result, so you move onto another, and then another, and then another, on and on until you've played every game that exists and there are no new games to play. What then? You can't go back to previous games, as they've all become un-enjoyable, if you invent a new game then that game too will eventually become tiresome and even tedious, not only that but eventually you will run out of possibilities for new games. The problem with Heaven is simular, eventually you run through all possible scenerios, and all possible outcomes, actions, speech, emotions, thought, etc... not once but a potentially infinite ammount of times. If a human being or other sentient being were forced to endure this throughout all eternity they would eventually go mad. Take away all conflict, challenge and danger then this will arguably happen even faster as what you've effectively done, is taken away all purpose in their existence. All games are stalemates, nobody wins and nobody loses. The game serves no real purpose. That is, of course, unless they are given the option to start again with a clean slate, forget that they ever went through those possibilities or played all the games in the first place. Give them back their sense of conflict, of challenge and danger and you will give them back purpose. The other option of course would be to allow them to cease to exist. So can people in Heaven reincarnate? I sure hope so. Otherwise, Heaven is arguably just another form of Hell; only it takes much more time to realize it. --------------- While I'm pretty much an atheist, I do recognize the need for religion for common, average people. Most people aren't intelligent enough to come up with their own system of morals and beliefs, so the canned version is what they can put into practice. Sadly, that means what is acceptable becomes ingrained as deeply as an instinct, and they don't question. Clergy know this. That is why they discourage questioning - as this might lead one to realise what they believe is wrong. --- credit to hydra_velsen.Found on the Anon Message Generator: It is not possible to define religion, to say what it "is," at the start of a presentation such as this. Definition can be attempted, if at all, only at the conclusion of the study. The "essence" of religion is not even our concern, as we make it our task to study the conditions and effects of a particular type of social action. The external courses of religious behavior are so diverse that an understanding of this behavior can only be achieved from the viewpoint of the subjective experiences, notion, and purposes of the individuals concerned--in short, from the viewpoint of the religious behavior's "meaning." Logic is not the way the universe works. It is a set of principles created by human beings based on how they see the universe working. Therefore, paradoxes can (and do) indeed exist. They simply work on a different logic than the one we prescribe to, or operate on rules that our logic can describe but not entirely explain. A misguided person can be convinced of their wrongdoings. A psychopath will remain a psychopath until the day they die. There is no way, through either drugs or therapy, to treat a psychopath. It's been clinically proven that you can not treat a psychopath - all such treatments just make them better skilled at concealing their nature, and blending into society. http://marnanel.org/joule?user=aj_hyena&mode=chart <<-- posted here so I can see who friends me and otherwise when I notice a difference in my friends list :P Furry since 199... Hmmm, I think it was 2000, but it's closeted. Never been to a con, really want to go (and in a fursuit, no less, or go all out with movie makeup and body latex). Formerly a wolf for ten years, changed to suit my personality more on 6/14/2007 to a Hyena. Would have gone jackal, but Hyenas are more fun! I'm too much of a loner to stay a wolf, and I'm definately more of an obnoxious oppertunist than a secretive, sly jackal. Thus, Hyena! Human Form: 5'9", 115 pounds, black hair, blue eyes, with the wiseassery of Howard Stern, the face of Weird Al, the sanity of a homeless bum eating a brick coated in paint thinner, and the mind of a woman. Literally. I just don't have the guts to go through with making a complete change. Anthro Form: Ageis stands about six feet tall, with an athletic, strong build, long narrow legs and six digits on his left footpaw. His coloration is typical of a hyena, though he has straight anime-ish gray hair between his german shephard-like ears and the left side of his inky-black muzzle has a lot of white spots, almost like freckles. His tailtip is dyed a neon green ("For inspiration!"), both ears are pierced three times with silver rings, and he wears a steel chain necklace with a small battle-axe charm on the end which has a piece of blue quartz set between the blades. A backpack of gray leather is almost always over his shoulders. Normally you'll find him in his trademark outfit, an inferno-colored sorcerer's robe with a sea blue cape. Ageis also carries his trademark weapon, a two foot long double bladed axe forged out of a single piece of steel, which he uses one-handed. warsawkook, Gimme gift art? Pweese? *puppy eyes*"Windows 95 is a 32-bit shell for a 16-bit extension to an 8-bit operating system designed for a 4-bit microprocessor by a 2-bit company that can't stand one bit of competition." --- elfpvke. Get your own at Unholy Laboratories! | ||||
| Interests: | 1: proving god is fake | ||||
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