From: Peter Hipwell (petehip@cogsci.ed.ac.uk)
Subject: Re: Rasta Story
kevbob wrote:
anon2166@hushmail.com (SubGenius Spice) posted to alt.slack on Wed,
29 Mar 2000 02:19:32 GMT with
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who's grantland?
grantland's like, um, just this guy, ya know?
Let's not be coy. Let's talk turkey. Let's get serious.
GRANTLAND is a one-man deconstrutivist machine.
GRANTLAND is a vicious disemboweller of societal norms, a
radge mirror of vicious, violent DISGUST with contemporary
society, a brutal, fascistic bully boy who will DESTROY
the pansy-assed simpering lightweight excuse for culture
that currently infests our collective nous, through the
medium of hard-edged take-no-prisoners POETRY.
Yet he is a sensitive, lonely man, who cultivates his
relationships with BADGERS and picks flowers.
GRANTLAND is searingly honest, searingly soarway, and
sizzlingliy dynamite-esque in his precision demolition of
our feeble nowadays mores: he will pummel and rout all
preconceptions in his quest for the central ESSENCE of
beingness, thingness and totality. Through the simple
REARRANGMENT of WORDS he will DESTROY YOUR BRAIN FOREVER.
Yet he is a shy, retiring, faun-like creature with much
love for butterflies, baby rabbits, and Chicken McNuggets.
GRANTLAND is what you cannot BEAR to FACE. Because honesty
is a debased currency in our sickening, pallid, foetor
guzzling, moneygrubbing rat-race of an existence.
GRANTLAND is sulphur, brimstone, wormwood, and MSG, rolled
into one TASTY TAKEAWAY SNACK.
GRANTLAND is... simply... a convetion of shoemakers that
plies their trade RIGHT IN YOUR FACE.
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28 Apr 2004 01:46:57 AM |
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On Tue, 27 Apr 2004 07:02:55 GMT, (Grantland)
wrote:
From: Peter Hipwell (petehip@cogsci.ed.ac.uk)
Subject: Re: Rasta Story
kevbob wrote:
anon2166@hushmail.com (SubGenius Spice) posted to alt.slack on Wed,
29 Mar 2000 02:19:32 GMT with
<msp2esgp57so1ehkfdnba25lmenv1qgao7@megaHAL>
who's grantland?
grantland's like, um, just this guy, ya know?
Let's not be coy. Let's talk turkey. Let's get serious.
GRANTLAND is a one-man deconstrutivist machine.
GRANTLAND is a vicious disemboweller of societal norms, a
radge mirror of vicious, violent DISGUST with contemporary
society, a brutal, fascistic bully boy who will DESTROY
the pansy-assed simpering lightweight excuse for culture
that currently infests our collective nous, through the
medium of hard-edged take-no-prisoners POETRY.
You've written some sweet poetry (Tradition, Full Moon, Out There,
Enigma) ..
Megalith, Ridiculous, and The Mood could be considered a little
hard-edged.
Yet he is a sensitive, lonely man, who cultivates his
relationships with BADGERS and picks flowers.
Badgers - the fearless creatures; you feel you relate to them in a
sense. But you appreciate the simple things in life and the beauty
of nature...things that money can't buy; gifts from God to us. Much
like your posts vs. your poems. You're a complex individual with many
different levels of depth - definitely far from one-dimensional.. like
most of us. But you're different from most as you are transcendent.
GRANTLAND is searingly honest, searingly soarway, and
sizzlingliy dynamite-esque in his precision demolition of
our feeble nowadays mores: he will pummel and rout all
preconceptions in his quest for the central ESSENCE of
beingness, thingness and totality. Through the simple
REARRANGMENT of WORDS he will DESTROY YOUR BRAIN FOREVER.
You may destroy the weaker minds as your words can be extremely
hurtful at times. You know how to get into one's mind because you
are good at reading people and discovering their weaknesses. That
mixed with a good memory (collecting data given by your "victim"
over time to know exactly which buttons to push in the individual.)
But you do not always use that ability to your advantage which relates
to the below.
Yet he is a shy, retiring, faun-like creature with much
love for butterflies, baby rabbits, and Chicken McNuggets.
I know this (well not the like for chicken mcnuggets.) It didn't
take me long to figure out there was a beauty inside what many
see as a beast.
You attract people who think on deep levels - they want to understand
you.. figure you out. But you'll only allow so much of yourself to be
revealed. The door isn't fully locked and bound.. but it certainly
isn't open. It sways slightly open at times.. but when someone gets
to what you perceive as too close to looking inside you immediately
shut it again. This is derived from pain. You've been hurt; so you
choose to shield yourself (Mithril) and live a solitary, independent
life as to make it virtually impossible to ever get hurt again.
"Dance as if no-one is watching - Sing as if no-one is listening -
Love as if you've never been hurt."
GRANTLAND is what you cannot BEAR to FACE. Because honesty
is a debased currency in our sickening, pallid, foetor
guzzling, moneygrubbing rat-race of an existence.
"Sex, drugs and Rock 'n Roll" - thriving from and on the constant hunt
for material gain. Forgetting about the basics; forgetting about that
Flower that you picked and being more concerned with the balance in
your bank account. The Moon; The Stars; The Ocean.. Hot summer
nights.. The rain shower at mid-afternoon on a 90 degree day.. hearing
I Love you from a friend.
A Purple Wild Flower.
GRANTLAND is sulphur, brimstone, wormwood, and MSG, rolled
into one TASTY TAKEAWAY SNACK.
GRANTLAND is... simply... a convetion of shoemakers that
plies their trade RIGHT IN YOUR FACE.
Grantland is amazing and beautiful.
Daniella
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