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why do people believe in science? (pg. 4)
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| quote: | Originally posted by 0100306660SAS
do you know who the i am? you insolent mortal retarded waste of material? while you are off killing people, I'm ordering death to take your ing soul. and not just your soul, the souls of all your family and friends for allowing such a murderous piece of like you live, walk and breathe without being stopped. i am SATAN, you little twat. my piss could burn you alive, yet i chose to wait and wait for you until death has finished his mighty torturous judgement. i have personally asked the demons of hell to leave you untouched. you will be all mine, for an eternity. you will watch me rape your sister, then beat her with a dildo the size of your tank. you will watch me desecrate your mother and force feed her to you through a tube. i will make paste of your dad but before that, i will let him rape your wife. the more he beats her, the more i will beat him into mashed flesh. then finally for you. i will hack off your legs and sow them on backwards. i will chop off your head and attach it to your penis. i will rape you in the ass with a fire hydrant. i will beat you with a whip so thin, it slices you into pieces every time you get hit with it. i will shove a bazooka up your and then launch an infinite amount of weapons. i will eat your flesh, puke you out, and make you whole again, just so i can eat you and you out. i will drench you in gasoline, then shrink myself that i fit into your bloodstream, and light matches from the inside, so you can burn inside out. i will penetrate everyone you love with spiked swords. i will make paste of you and everyone you've ever loved or known. i am king ing Baal. mister king ing Baal to you, you putrid scum. i do not forgive. i do not forget. expect me to kill you and rape you eternally in hell. you will not forget me, after I'm done with you. drown in my piss, you waste-filled piece of excuse for molecular retardation. |
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| Lews |
| quote: | Originally posted by 0100306660SAS
you cant refute anything ive said, so therefor you go to your default ego setting of saying "troll" as your response.
i dont find fixing everything that humans have done wrong, or have thought wrongly, as being negative at all.
im trying to fix your mistakes and evolve you into actually being somewhat intelligent.
my bad. |
Actually I could, and have, refuted several of the things you said. Your lack of a serious response shows you have no interest in a conversation, just in spouting odd things in an attempt to get responses, ie a troll. |
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| Lira |
| quote: | Originally posted by 0100306660SAS
you cant refute anything ive said |
For the record, that's not a good thing.
If no one can refute what you've said, it might well mean it's gibberish (e.g. no one can refute the claim that Alpha Centauri is conscious). For someone so critical of science, you really need to do some more reading. |
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| 0100306660SAS |
| quote: | Originally posted by Lews
Actually I could, and have, refuted several of the things you said. Your lack of a serious response shows you have no interest in a conversation, just in spouting odd things in an attempt to get responses, ie a troll. |
youre response included only excuses and attempts to adapt science to fit the assumptions i clearly exposed.
| quote: | Originally posted by Lews
I think you need to read some philosophy of science. The assumption is not that the physical senses and physical observations can describe ALL of the universe, but that it can describe all physical parts of it. |
all physical parts of the universe are connected through a non-physical medium. the fact that every matter has a magnetic field (that is in no way physical) surrounding it, is proof of this.
ps. many scientists would disagree with you, that science cannot provide the truth of the universe.
that is why they believe in science. it is their new religion. |
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| 0100306660SAS |
| quote: | Originally posted by Lira
For the record, that's not a good thing.
If no one can refute what you've said, it might well mean it's gibberish (e.g. no one can refute the claim that Alpha Centauri is conscious). For someone so critical of science, you really need to do some more reading. |
what i stated is clearly not gibberish, so your point is void of value and meaning.
my revelation of the inability of science are clear and concise.
i have more things that i can add to it, but i can see that a few mere sentences have confused most of you. |
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| Silky Johnson |
| Ugh, alright Sarah H, just ban this annoying turd already. |
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| 0100306660SAS |
| quote: | Originally posted by Silky Johnson
Ugh, alright Sarah H, just ban this annoying turd already. |
are you mad bro ???
legit butthurt right there !!!
ps. im the only one who actually takes time to post in this piece of forum.
banning me? might as well delete the whole section.
stupid **** |
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| planetaryplayer |
| dark matter and dark energy bra science rulez |
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| 0100306660SAS |
| quote: | Originally posted by planetaryplayer
dark matter and dark energy bra science rulez |
both of which are "undetectable"
how fitting that 95% of the mass needed in the universe for "science" equations to work, is "undetectable" and "unknown". |
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| Mr.Mystery |
| quote: | Originally posted by 0100306660SAS
do you know who the i am? you insolent mortal retarded waste of material? while you are off killing people, I'm ordering death to take your ing soul. and not just your soul, the souls of all your family and friends for allowing such a murderous piece of like you live, walk and breathe without being stopped. i am SATAN, you little twat. my piss could burn you alive, yet i chose to wait and wait for you until death has finished his mighty torturous judgement. i have personally asked the demons of hell to leave you untouched. you will be all mine, for an eternity. you will watch me rape your sister, then beat her with a dildo the size of your tank. you will watch me desecrate your mother and force feed her to you through a tube. i will make paste of your dad but before that, i will let him rape your wife. the more he beats her, the more i will beat him into mashed flesh. then finally for you. i will hack off your legs and sow them on backwards. i will chop off your head and attach it to your penis. i will rape you in the ass with a fire hydrant. i will beat you with a whip so thin, it slices you into pieces every time you get hit with it. i will shove a bazooka up your and then launch an infinite amount of weapons. i will eat your flesh, puke you out, and make you whole again, just so i can eat you and you out. i will drench you in gasoline, then shrink myself that i fit into your bloodstream, and light matches from the inside, so you can burn inside out. i will penetrate everyone you love with spiked swords. i will make paste of you and everyone you've ever loved or known. i am king ing Baal. mister king ing Baal to you, you putrid scum. i do not forgive. i do not forget. expect me to kill you and rape you eternally in hell. you will not forget me, after I'm done with you. drown in my piss, you waste-filled piece of excuse for molecular retardation. |
I want to say something before this whole thing gets out of control. In 1967, in the hot desert sun, a woman gave birth to a boy in the back of old pick up. She was a whore. She left the boy at a local church. The father at the church didn't like children, but he knew that being a disciple of the bible he couldn't possibly not take the small kid. Instead he ended up taking out his frustration on the boy. At the age of three, the boy was forced to use the toilet. Let me tell you the little fell into his own pile of poop more than once. By the age of 5, the boy the boy was reading the bible and chopping wood for the fire. Despite the father's harsh character, the boy loved him and thought of him as his true father. By the age of seven the father raped him three times. The boy ran away. He survived four days in the desert by eating cactus and scorpions. He was finally found by a drug cartel boss, who took the boy in. Mr. Sanchez was his name, and he was immediately impressed by the boys intelligence and grown up attitude. Mr. Sanchez provided the boy with an education at a private prep school and a nice house. The boy had sex for the first time when he was 12, the next year he graduated high school. He was the school's star running back. The boy was lost, although he liked Mr. Sanchez, he never thought of him as his father. The boy went to India, were he became a spiritual leader of a large tribe of farmers. With his power he turned the several plots that each tribe member had into a large corporate farm and became a millionaire. His assets grew as he bought into other successful start ups. He often got ahead in business with his great leadership abilities, but once in a while he used violence. This was India after all. By the time he was 22, the boy had all the money he would ever need. So he bought a yacht and traveled the world for 10 years. For 10 years he visited every major port, slept with girls from every country imaginable, and tried every drug ever made (by nature and by man). When he was 33, he was walking on a beach in French Guiana when he met a girl of Irish - Native American decent. She bared his seed. It was boy, perfect health. He moved them to Argentina, then London, and eventually Vermont. The man was 45 now, he has seen everything, accomplished everything, tried everything. He skied down the Swiss Alps, been at the North Pole, swam with hammerheads, everything! Yet he has never done one simple thing that we all take for granted every day, he met his father. He never played catch with his father, he never talked about women with his father. He never would. He died at the age of 63 when his parachute didn?t open when he was base jumping from Dagger Mountain in Washington, USA. Over three thousand people attended his funeral.
I know what you are thinking. How does this story relate to me? Well I want you to go all the way back to the beginning of the story and remember the woman who gave birth to this incredible boy. You are like this woman. You are like this women because you are a whore. |
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| Jon_Snow |
To be honest there's probably an equally long and troubling back story that lead to the abandonment of her child and the father role. Assigning blame is usually a fruitless exercise.
A better analogy is our troll is an annoying summer fly who gets into your house. You don't try to reason with a fly or divine it's purpose, you use a roll of newspaper to dispatch its life as quickly as possible. |
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