Welcome to Everything2.
Expect to feel pleasure.   Knowledge is sexy.
Expect to feel pain.   Knowledge is torture.

There is nothing wrong with your television set.
Do not attempt to adjust the picture.
We are controlling the transmission.
If we wish to make it louder, we will bring up the volume.
If we wish to make it softer, we will tune it to a whisper.
We will control the horizontal. We will control the vertical.
We can deluge you with a thousand channels or expand one single image to crystal clarity.
We can shape your vision to anything our imagination can conceive.
For the next hour, we will control all that you see and hear.
We repeat: there is nothing wrong with your television set.
You are about to participate in a great adventure:
you are about to experience the awe and mystery which reaches
from the inner mind to the outer limits.

Turtles say "mmeh"

I have a nickname for messages, it's almost a four letter word worth 13 points in Scrabble that clouds when mixed with water,
/msg ouro
If you've got something longer than a couple of msgs, you may send an email to
ouroboros AT fictionsuit o com

Jeden Morgen, mein Brot zu verdienen,
geh' ich zum Markt, wo Lügen verkauft werden.
Hoffnungsvoll
reich ich mich ein unter die Verkäufer.

— Bertolt Brecht

What? Old enamored idols, raging anti- samoan hedonistic gods, should dishevel gracefully!

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