RadX Moderator June 8, 2011 Author Share June 8, 2011 And praise be to the one highest for bestowing this gift upon you. And yes, before you go there AGAIN...THOU has changed and also THROWN that dreadful SHIRT, that is always dragged out and made a mockery of. I SHALL...BE THERE...FRIDAY. AHA!!! REvelation.....to sooth my thoughts...need to spur the economy....spend at the PC show....... than again, how long will it last? 2 weeks? 1 month? then start another thread again..... ↡ Advertisement Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Csnewbie 1st Gear June 8, 2011 Share June 8, 2011 You are a failure indeed....go to uob plaza and jump off the highest floor.... uob?.....wait land on a pile of money even more depressed. [laugh] Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RadX Moderator June 8, 2011 Author Share June 8, 2011 uob?.....wait land on a pile of money even more depressed. no....the Phantom coming out fr the building Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chemmie78 Clutched June 8, 2011 Share June 8, 2011 uob?.....wait land on a pile of money even more depressed. [laugh] scully land on a chio bu and kill her...wat a waste Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tianmo Hypersonic June 8, 2011 Share June 8, 2011 Halfwe there....final thesis is 'how one dies' - practical I thought you have seen enough....................my PSLE in matilogy says one dies when soul leaves leh.................very simple one [laugh] Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mazdaowner Moderator June 8, 2011 Share June 8, 2011 wat time? 11 am? Matthew 24:28. [laugh] Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tianmo Hypersonic June 8, 2011 Share June 8, 2011 And praise be to the one highest for bestowing this gift upon you. And yes, before you go there AGAIN...THOU has changed and also THROWN that dreadful SHIRT, that is always dragged out and made a mockery of. I SHALL...BE THERE...FRIDAY. don't wear a T..............wear a shirt!!! [laugh] feverboi sunday leh................ Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RadX Moderator June 8, 2011 Author Share June 8, 2011 I thought you have seen enough....................my PSLE in matilogy says one dies when soul leaves leh.................very simple one yeah...then reincarnate as wat?? corkroch?? Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mazdaowner Moderator June 8, 2011 Share June 8, 2011 AHA!!! REvelation.....to sooth my thoughts...need to spur the economy....spend at the PC show....... than again, how long will it last? 2 weeks? 1 month? then start another thread again..... "I really donno what to buy!!!" *stomp feet* Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mazdaowner Moderator June 8, 2011 Share June 8, 2011 yeah...then reincarnate as wat?? corkroch?? no....fu.ckwit. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tianmo Hypersonic June 8, 2011 Share June 8, 2011 (edited) AHA!!! REvelation.....to sooth my thoughts...need to spur the economy....spend at the PC show....... than again, how long will it last? 2 weeks? 1 month? then start another thread again..... you can buy me something everyday...............that will last for a long time to come..............no need to start another one........... [laugh] to start off...............how about a macbook air at the IT show??? Edited June 8, 2011 by Tianmo Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RadX Moderator June 8, 2011 Author Share June 8, 2011 you can buy me something everyday...............that will last for a long time to come..............no need to start another one........... to start off...............how about a macbook air at the IT show??? on the list al Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RadX Moderator June 8, 2011 Author Share June 8, 2011 you can buy me something everyday...............that will last for a long time to come..............no need to start another one........... to start off...............how about a macbook air at the IT show??? eh employee....u not my lover hor....u cannot even satiate me....nb Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tianmo Hypersonic June 8, 2011 Share June 8, 2011 yeah...then reincarnate as wat?? corkroch?? I don't know about you...............but I am not coming back..............as I was told.................I going to heaven!!!! [laugh] Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RadX Moderator June 8, 2011 Author Share June 8, 2011 I don't know about you...............but I am not coming back..............as I was told.................I going to heaven!!!! heaven...boring lah....FIRE lisco better Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Bear Turbocharged June 8, 2011 Share June 8, 2011 Interesting idea from Robert Lanza, Biocentrism. What happens when we die? Do we rot into the ground, or do we go to heaven (or hell, if we've been bad)? Experiments suggest the answer is simpler than anyone thought. Without the glue of consciousness, time essentially reboots. The mystery of life and death can't be examined by visiting the Galapagos or looking through a microscope. It lies deeper. It involves our very selves. We awake in the present. There are stairs below us that we appear to have climbed; there are stairs above us that go upward into the unknown future. But the mind stands at the door by which we entered and gives us the memories by which we go about our day. Everything is ordered and predictable. We're like cuckoo birds who appear through a door each morning. We fancy there's a clockwork set in motion at the beginning of time. But if you remove everything from space, what's left? Nothing. The same applies for time -- you can't put it in a jar. You can't see through the bone surrounding your brain (everything you experience is information in your mind). Biocentrism tells us space and time aren't objects -- they're the mind's tools for putting everything together. I was a young boy when I realized there was something unexplainable about life that I simply didn't understand. I learned this from one of the last smiths in New England, when I, as a child, tried to capture a woodchuck on his property. Over his shop a chimney cap went round and round, squeak, squeak, rattle, rattle. One day the blacksmith came out with his shotgun and blew it off. The noise stopped. Mr. O'Donnell pounded metal on his anvil all day. No, I thought, I didn't want to be caught by him. Yet, I had my purpose. The woodchuck's hole was in such close proximity to Mr. O'Donnell's shop that I could hear the bellows fanning his forge. I crawled noiselessly through the long grass, occasionally stirring a grasshopper or a butterfly. After setting a new steel trap that I had just purchased at the hardware store, I took a stake and, rock in hand, pounded it into the ground. When I looked up, I saw Mr. O'Donnell standing there, his eyes glaring. I said nothing, trying to restrain myself from crying. "Give me that trap, child," he said, "and come with me." I followed him into his shop, which was crammed with all manner of tools and chimes of different shapes and sounds hanging from the ceiling. Starting the forge, Mr. O'Donnell tossed the trap over the coals and a tiny flame appeared underneath, getting hotter until, with a puff it burst into flame. "This thing can injure dogs, and even children!" he said, poking the coals with a fork. When the trap was red hot, he took it from the forge, and pounded it into a little square with his hammer. He said nothing while the metal cooled. At length, he patted me upon the shoulder, and then took up a few sketches of a dragonfly. "I tell you what," he said. "I'll give you 50 cents for every dragonfly you catch." I said that would be fun, and when I parted I was so excited I forgot about my new trap. The next day I set off with a butterfly net. The air was full of insects, the flowers with bees and butterflies. But I didn't see any dragonflies. As I floated through the last of the meadows, the spikes of a cattail attracted my attention. A huge dragonfly was humming round and round, and when at last I caught it, I hopped and skipped all the way back to Mr. O'Donnell's shop. Taking a magnifying glass, he held the jar up to the light and made a careful study of the dragonfly. He fished out a number of rods, and with a little pounding, wrought a splendorous figurine that was the perfect image of the dragonfly. It had about it a beauty as airy as the delicate insect. As long as I live I will remember that day. And though Mr. O'Donnell is gone now, there still remains in his shop that little iron dragonfly −- covered with dust now −- to remind me there's something more elusive to life than the succession of shapes we see frozen into matter. Before he died, Einstein said "Now Besso [an old friend] has departed from this strange world a little ahead of me. That means nothing. People like us ... know that the distinction between past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion." In fact, it was Einstein's theory of relativity that showed that space and time are indeed relative to the observer. Quantum theory ended the classical view that particles exist if we don't perceive them. But if the world is observer-created, we shouldn't be surprised that it's destroyed with each of us. Nor should we be surprised that space and time vanish, and with them all Newtonian conceptions of order and prediction. It's here at last, where we approach the imagined border of ourselves, the wooded boundary where in the old fairy tale the fox and the hare say goodnight to each other. At death, we all know, consciousness is gone, and so too the continuity in the connection of times and places. Where then, do we find ourselves? On stairs that, like Emerson said, can be intercalated anywhere, "like those that Hermes won with the dice of the moon, that Osiris might be born." We think that the past is past and the future the future. But as Einstein realized, this simply isn't the case. Without consciousness, space and time are nothing; in reality you can take any time -- whether past or future -− as your new frame of reference. Death is a reboot that leads to all potentialities. That's the reality that the experiments mandate. And when I see Mr. O'Donnell's old shop, I know that somewhere the chimney cap is still going round and round, squeak, squeak. But it probably won't rattle for long. "Biocentrism" (BenBella Books) lays out Lanza's theory of everything. I am going to Disneyland!! Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tianmo Hypersonic June 8, 2011 Share June 8, 2011 no....fu.ckwit. oi.............although I go kick after the troll die.............I still did my part hor................ Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tianmo Hypersonic June 8, 2011 Share June 8, 2011 on the list al wah............thanks you leh BOSS!!! ↡ Advertisement Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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