Call out, F-You Thread

White Feather wrote:

Too funny. No need back off; I enjoy watching you and the others dance for me.If these threads about a meaningless poster on a discussion board...

Too funny. No need back off; I enjoy watching you and the others dance for me.

If these threads about a meaningless poster on a discussion board called VitalMX, gives you and the other some sort of satisfaction about being the "mean girls" of VitalMX, then by all means continue.

Like almost all the posters in here I have had almost zero interaction with them, yet they like to bring out their "curmudgeon" side while in here and think they are doing something righteous. It's just a discussion board, and it's all it has ever been.

Carlos

 

T-MAC wrote:

Credit where credit is due, I have actually grown a bit myself from some of our exchanges. I appreciate moments that invoke introspection.Hell, a while back...

Credit where credit is due, I have actually grown a bit myself from some of our exchanges. I appreciate moments that invoke introspection.

Hell, a while back I was going through some shit myself (like we all do) and you (under Cool Luke) actually reached out via PM to see where I was and how I was doing. AKA you noticed something. Something a lot of people in my actual world did not.

The Carlos at the end of this message I'm guessing is in reference to Carlos Hathcock, the legendary US Sniper from the Vietnam War who picked up a white feather and wore it in his hat to taunt the enemy?

In one instance, Hathcock saw a glint reflecting off an enemy sniper’s scope. He fired at it, sending a round through the enemy’s own rifle scope, hitting him in the eye and killing him.

Some of your low effort responses here have somehow done just that to me. As you sit behind your screen typing away, it is received by someone else on the other end sitting behind a screen. No, it didn't kill me and we are not at war or enemies, but instead it did the opposite and helped me see things a bit more clearly. 

Or go with the 1870s prophet of passive resistance...The White feathers are usually three in number, interpreted as standing for "glory to God, peace on earth, goodwill toward people" (Luke 2:14).

Or, Some time after the war, pacifists found an alternative interpretation of the white feather as a symbol of peace. The apocryphal story goes that in 1775, Quakers in a Friends meeting house in Easton, New York were faced by a tribe of Indians on the war path. Rather than flee, the Quakers fell silent and waited. The Indian chief came into the meeting house and finding no weapons he declared the Quakers as friends. On leaving he took a white feather from his quiver and attached it to the door as a sign to leave the building unharmed.

A year ago you gave me very good advice, work on reducing word count and organize thoughts and ideas better before sending them into the world. Definitely a work in progress...

Jesus was the master of that. He spoke in parables that were meant to invoke introspection. It was meant to make people think for themselves, to ignite the divine spark within (the light as you call it).

Something we got very good at turning off early in life. Only for it to be sold back to us. Funny how things work.

This was a wise move, considering Rome and Jerusalem both viewed him as a threat to the established public order and stability. So they got rid of him, packaged up his teachings behind a very early form of a paywall/subscription service.

I think the lights are collectively coming online. Printing press, electricity, computers, the internet, etc. and now Ai have been a fascinating look into the mirror of our own evolution. The unique difference is these tools have empowered us with this level of awareness and potential, while we're still presently occupying our current meatbags. No wonder it feels like everyone and everything feels a bit weird. It takes time for reality and physical evolution to catch up with conscious evolution.

I will stop rambling now. Here is a poem I wrote that is the message above but way less words..

Don't lose yourself to a profoundly sick society.

Find and fix the broken me.

Then be the change you wish to see.

Become the world that we all need.

Have a good one fellas.

EDIT - As @TeamGreen says - the kids are gonna be alright. 

 

White Feather wrote:

Too funny. No need back off; I enjoy watching you and the others dance for me.If these threads about a meaningless poster on a discussion board...

Too funny. No need back off; I enjoy watching you and the others dance for me.

If these threads about a meaningless poster on a discussion board called VitalMX, gives you and the other some sort of satisfaction about being the "mean girls" of VitalMX, then by all means continue.

Like almost all the posters in here I have had almost zero interaction with them, yet they like to bring out their "curmudgeon" side while in here and think they are doing something righteous. It's just a discussion board, and it's all it has ever been.

Carlos

 

T-MAC wrote:

Credit where credit is due, I have actually grown a bit myself from some of our exchanges. I appreciate moments that invoke introspection.Hell, a while back...

Credit where credit is due, I have actually grown a bit myself from some of our exchanges. I appreciate moments that invoke introspection.

Hell, a while back I was going through some shit myself (like we all do) and you (under Cool Luke) actually reached out via PM to see where I was and how I was doing. AKA you noticed something. Something a lot of people in my actual world did not.

The Carlos at the end of this message I'm guessing is in reference to Carlos Hathcock, the legendary US Sniper from the Vietnam War who picked up a white feather and wore it in his hat to taunt the enemy?

In one instance, Hathcock saw a glint reflecting off an enemy sniper’s scope. He fired at it, sending a round through the enemy’s own rifle scope, hitting him in the eye and killing him.

Some of your low effort responses here have somehow done just that to me. As you sit behind your screen typing away, it is received by someone else on the other end sitting behind a screen. No, it didn't kill me and we are not at war or enemies, but instead it did the opposite and helped me see things a bit more clearly. 

Or go with the 1870s prophet of passive resistance...The White feathers are usually three in number, interpreted as standing for "glory to God, peace on earth, goodwill toward people" (Luke 2:14).

Or, Some time after the war, pacifists found an alternative interpretation of the white feather as a symbol of peace. The apocryphal story goes that in 1775, Quakers in a Friends meeting house in Easton, New York were faced by a tribe of Indians on the war path. Rather than flee, the Quakers fell silent and waited. The Indian chief came into the meeting house and finding no weapons he declared the Quakers as friends. On leaving he took a white feather from his quiver and attached it to the door as a sign to leave the building unharmed.

A year ago you gave me very good advice, work on reducing word count and organize thoughts and ideas better before sending them into the world. Definitely a work in progress...

Jesus was the master of that. He spoke in parables that were meant to invoke introspection. It was meant to make people think for themselves, to ignite the divine spark within (the light as you call it).

Something we got very good at turning off early in life. Only for it to be sold back to us. Funny how things work.

This was a wise move, considering Rome and Jerusalem both viewed him as a threat to the established public order and stability. So they got rid of him, packaged up his teachings behind a very early form of a paywall/subscription service.

I think the lights are collectively coming online. Printing press, electricity, computers, the internet, etc. and now Ai have been a fascinating look into the mirror of our own evolution. The unique difference is these tools have empowered us with this level of awareness and potential, while we're still presently occupying our current meatbags. No wonder it feels like everyone and everything feels a bit weird. It takes time for reality and physical evolution to catch up with conscious evolution.

I will stop rambling now. Here is a poem I wrote that is the message above but way less words..

Don't lose yourself to a profoundly sick society.

Find and fix the broken me.

Then be the change you wish to see.

Become the world that we all need.

Have a good one fellas.

EDIT - As @TeamGreen says - the kids are gonna be alright. 

 

Joey Bridges wrote:

A big fuck you, and fuck off, to every one of you America slagging fucks in these threads where you pitch a tent, and camp out...

A big fuck you, and fuck off, to every one of you America slagging fucks in these threads where you pitch a tent, and camp out, bashing the greatest nation on earth. 

You're a disgrace.