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mission drive within everything
Flagrant abuse of the pipe and avoiding noding my angst
specialties
I'm a scientist. Your feel-good-dreamy-pretty-emotive argument cuts no ice with me. Show me a fact, and we'll talk.
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Hot chix in leather with guns. Phwoar!
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September 11, 2002 - II
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Live, breathe, feel

Heather Lynne McKay
30/10/1955 - 07/06/2006

Charles Stanley McKay (Stan)
12/05/1921 - 13/09/2006


Love, grieve, heal


If you thought The Virgin Suicides was a theatrical masterpiece, I probably hate you.

FEET!!
Now with 100% less plaster!!!!




...and I will show you the world in a handful of dust


/me snickers

Cletus the Foetus says "good natured fun" is what you say in the chatterbox, "cruelty" is what you say in private messages. Right?

Cletus the Foetus says Some day we'll have agents with bolt cutters on every block, and if we hear "hir" or "sie" we can simply announce, "YOUR GONADS ARE FORFEIT" and our agents will be on the scene, executing our dastardly plan. It's really the only solution.

karmaflux says We understand satire, we just like it to be interesting and funny.



Keep making the choice. Every damn day.



Monday, August 19, 2002: Impartial finds a new hero

Chihuahua Grub If you all don't quit this fuzzie lumpkins shit, heads will roll, and they'll roll right up your ass. Thank you.

/ME MISSES DOUGLAS ADAMS



Sense of humour
Sense of perspective

THESE ARE IMPERATIVE

There are those who bring us emotional, flowing, luminous lucid prose that we can live and breathe, who provide sparkling insights into humanity. There are those who churn out ever-so-delicate tinkly breathless shiny tendrils-of-crystal-and-velvet-conciousness plathlike repetitive bloody angst. WHICH ARE YOU?



DeBarneyfication +++


MASS
FOR THE CRITICAL MASSES

IN THE BEGINNING
WAS
THE WORD..

AND THE WORD WAS,

G
O
D

BACK THEN, IN THE BEGINNING GOD
was considered pretty modern...
even....................hip....

He enjoyed reading MILTON and DANTE,
(he laughed alot). He read Ginsberg and Burroughs
before they were conceived.
He liked Rothko and Malevitch, enjoyed
dancing among the Stars and Planets, stayed out late.
He met some Strange people, did what he wanted.
in those days GOD was his own MASTER.

HIS

OWN

MAN

He could be anything he wanted, anything.
all he wanted to be was FREE
Freedom was a concept HE liked very much.
although HE found it difficult to picture.
For a long time he believed it would be
all-consuming like GREED or LUST,
or Avarice or Gluttony or Pride.
BUT when you're GOD you cannot be PROUD.
(And if GOD can't be PROUD of His achievements who can be?)

HOW COULD HE BE FREE?

HOW?

When He was part of everything
and everything was part of him?


ONE DAY AN OMINOUS BURP FLED HIS BODY
IT FORMED ITSELF INTO THE SHAPE OF A FLY...
AND SPOKE

You have made a cosmos of Universal Beauty...
BUT THERE IS NO PLACE HERE FOR YOU ANY LONGER,
IN THIS WORLD OF SHARP THINGS AND CURVED THINGS
....

H
E

W
A
S

A
L
O
N
E

THE FIRST AND LAST OF HIS KIND

And these words terrified him because He knew 'The FLY' was part of Him and He was part of it as He was part of everything and nothing

ALL or NOTHING and He flew from His
B O D Y


He found himself at a party on the side farthest away from anything. People were expressing themselves freely by taking DRUGS

HEY BUDDY, GOT A LIGHT?

GOD?


CACTUS?

a premonition?

H
O
W

S
C
A
R
Y

IN HIS mind's eye He saw a vision of FREEDOM
to travel across the desert in America in
an open topped car, except if it rained

that was free

DRIVE THROUGH THE HEARTLAND OF INDUSTRY

through the "Rockies"

Sometimes He felt so American

it frightened Him.

MASS - Starbait
Paul McDermott


Noded comedy
DAAS (and various lyrics)
The Smallest Room in the House
Wil Anderson
Flacco's open letter to God

nodes that will one day be noded.
Dr. Tim Flannery
Mark Trevorrow / Bob Downe
Andrew Denton
Greg Fleet
Flacco / Paul Livingstone
Anthony Morgan
Lynda Gibson
The Prince Pat
Melbourne International Comedy Festival
The Scared, Weird Little Guys
Peter Berner
Wendy Harmer
The D-Generation
Judith Lucy
Helen Razer
The Big Gig
Belvoir St Theatre
Paul Mac
Paul McDermott

Fixer-uppers
Surfin' down the Ganges
Glynn Nicholas
Sue-Ann Post

If I only had more time.....
Eternity
Aboriginal Mythology
Childrens books that I adored
Books books books books BOOKS
snackfoods of oz
Much, MUCH more chemistry
oz-bands
poetry
random nodematerial that pops into my head
The worldwide nasal pH survey
cane toads
towns of far north queensland
Tully
big things
soil sampling
The Ronald McAntionette conspiracy theory
Michael Leunig
The Robin WIlliams beard theory

Yawning maw of inbox at impartial_@hotmail.com


This is what my homenode is for


Just some of the reasons I don't vote for them....

Too fucking much to fit on a homenode. Ashamed to be AUstralian? FUCK YES

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