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You and me, cage match. Las Vegas in February, so that I can ram my fist down your fucking annoying bloated steroid face with my training and larger physique. Accept or go blow yourself at another board. You try and annoy peeps here and Ill ram my foot up your ass for reals nugga.
Now put up or shut up
 
BrothaBill said:
You and me, cage match. Las Vegas in February, so that I can ram my fist down your fucking annoying bloated steroid face with my training and larger physique. Accept or go blow yourself at another board. You try and annoy peeps here and Ill ram my foot up your ass for reals nugga.
Now put up or shut up
i'll accept the challenge!
 
It's just so ironic that, of all places, EF would be critical of someone in such a way as to call them stupid or make fun of their posts. I mean, as far as I can tell, this IS THE PLACE TO BE GOOFY AND STUPID. No one makes meaningful posts anymore, so why pick on one person?
 
KICK HIS ASS SEABASS! I had a ghetto dude challenge me today in an indirect way. I took his challenge and it pissed him off. I can't believe he thought I'd back down to him.
 
coldblue1955 said:
i'll accept the challenge!


YAY, someone, so we need to work out the details, Late February, early March is best for my training and schedule.
Four months of hardcore training with a gram of test per week as a base, thrown in a bunch of orals and other stacks and I should be well over 320 at 6 5 with my martial arts and boxing background and my alien implants. Now I have a way to test the alien implants upgrade to my system
We shall call it CBvsBB brawl in the desert in 06.
I will eat your liver
 
BrothaBill said:
YAY, someone, so we need to work out the details, Late February, early March is best for my training and schedule.
Four months of hardcore training with a gram of test per week as a base, thrown in a bunch of orals and other stacks and I should be well over 320 at 6 5 with my martial arts and boxing background and my alien implants. Now I have a way to test the alien implants upgrade to my system
We shall call it CBvsBB brawl in the desert in 06.
I will eat your liver
you try to sound scary but after it's all said and done you'll be the pussy cat.
 
coldblue1955 said:
you try to sound scary but after it's all said and done you'll be the pussy cat.


ya ya ya, so where do you want to meet?
 
ceasar989 said:
see how he fares in the frequency realm

nah nah. only one way to settle this.

in the Outerworld. You must fight in Mortal Kombat

*cue the Moooooooooooortal Kombaaaaaaat song*
 
coldblue1955 said:
york rd. up around my place! Not unless you're chicken!

no, Im talking like in Vegas to have others hook up and meet,. Im not talking about meeting up in some park. If that were the case Id have my cousins just beat the fuck outta you for fun, which theyll do anyhow if I lose lol

Im saying making an event out of it, for others to come and see. A coupla nights of gambling, a slugfest, more drinks, a buffet, that type of thing
 
BrothaBill said:
no, Im talking like in Vegas to have others hook up and meet,. Im not talking about meeting up in some park. If that were the case Id have my cousins just beat the fuck outta you for fun, which theyll do anyhow if I lose lol

Im saying making an event out of it, for others to come and see. A coupla nights of gambling, a slugfest, more drinks, a buffet, that type of thing
have you heard of the baltimore arena? Downtown inner harbor? Draws a crowd of people there. Lots of food & drinks there. Meet you on a summer day. Bring your mother too so she can see you cry 'MOMMY"!
 
ceasar989 said:
see how he fares in the frequency realm

thats what Im saying a gram of dxm before the fight and Ill show what bending time is all about. A gram and some cheque drops. Hands flying faster than this reality bor.
The aliens from the frequency realm gots my back on this, literally, stepping out of time, one second a head, its amazing bor, you know what I mean
 
coldblue1955 said:
have you heard of the baltimore arena? Downtown inner harbor? Draws a crowd of people there. Lots of food & drinks there. Meet you on a summer day. Bring your mother too so she can see you cry 'MOMMY"!

lol, look, Im far crazier than you are so spare me, this gives me a reason to live another day, Ill make you famous
 
BrothaBill said:
thats what Im saying a gram of dxm before the fight and Ill show what bending time is all about. A gram and some cheque drops. Hands flying faster than this reality bor.
The aliens from the frequency realm gots my back on this, literally, stepping out of time, one second a head, its amazing bor, you know what I mean
I'll do a Neo on you!
 
coldblue1955 said:
I'll do a Neo on you!


Let me send you Brothabill's special formula, you'll get a taste of why they made the matrix, its a dissassociative, you dissassociate from time itself. Control time and you control the world
 
BrothaBill said:
thats what Im saying a gram of dxm before the fight and Ill show what bending time is all about. A gram and some cheque drops. Hands flying faster than this reality bor.
The aliens from the frequency realm gots my back on this, literally, stepping out of time, one second a head, its amazing bor, you know what I mean

coldblue...buddy...it's over.
 
coldblue1955 said:
hey bro it's never over til' someone stops breathing.:supercool:

Im the strongest Lichen, strongest of them all, it courses through my blood able to turn it on and off at my will with my lab chemicals, fingers hands mouth legs all weapons to consume you and destroy your body, a mere illusion
 
BrothaBill said:
Im the strongest Lichen, strongest of them all, it courses through my blood able to turn it on and off at my will with my lab chemicals, fingers hands mouth legs all weapons to consume you and destroy your body, a mere illusion
how much can you lift?
 
coldblue1955 said:
how much can you lift?

I can lift a mountain with my mind, I can twist a motel room into another universe, all with the thoughts in my mind. I am able to bend light and walls with my breath and speed of hands. Literally, the pulsing of my carotid artery bent the mirror in my motel room when I mixed test and dxm. Your questions are moot, I am a beast that shall be unleashed upon this reality. All I need is to show my strength and power then shall it be known what I really am
 
BrothaBill said:
I can lift a mountain with my mind, I can twist a motel room into another universe, all with the thoughts in my mind. I am able to bend light and walls with my breath and speed of hands. Literally, the pulsing of my carotid artery bent the mirror in my motel room when I mixed test and dxm. Your questions are moot, I am a beast that shall be unleashed upon this reality. All I need is to show my strength and power then shall it be known what I really am
too much sci-fi shit in your diet huh? lol.
 
coldblue1955 said:
too much sci-fi shit in your diet huh? lol.

in order to understand your foe, I require that you take DMT so that you know what you are undertaking
http://www.erowid.org/chemicals/dmt/dmt.shtml


"[The feeling of doing DMT] is as though one had been struck by noetic lightning. The ordinary world is almost instantaneously replaced, not only with a hallucination, but a hallucination whose alien character is its utter alienness. Nothing in this world can prepare one for the impressions that fill your mind when you enter the DMT sensorium.

"The extraordinary brevity of the experience," he continued, "argues that it is incredibly harmless. It virtually disappears from the organism in about ten minutes. The paradox is that DMT is the most powerful yet most harmless of all these things. This is probably because, for reasons which are mysterious to us, DMT occurs in normal brain metabolism [in Serotonin]."
-- Terence McKenna

Load Universe into Cannon. Aim at Brain. Fire.
 
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HumorMe said:


No humorme, he is one of the ones Ive come to enlighten


Drifting deeply into the visual ebb and flow of the DMT I just walked through the thin fabric of the visual fractal fantasy. It was like a gauze layer of the dream just separated and boom .. it was like walking from a dark night into a brightly lit casino in Las Vegas. I felt like I had walked behind the scenes into a series of rooms. Everything was prime color cranked up to it s fullest potential. The images were clear, crisp and vivid. many times more vivid then the early pre-room images.

There were two people a man and a women or a girl and a boy. They appeared to me like simple balloon computer generated images. As soon as I stepped in the room, they glided up to me and spoke directly to me. They kept saying welcome back and words like: the big winner, he has returned, welcome to the end and the beginning, you are The One! As I looked around the room I felt the sense of some huge celebration upon my entry to this place. Bells were ringing, lights flashing fear began to rise in me as I felt the deep change in my world. The sprites begin to lead me around the room showing me how all my life they had been preparing me for this return. I was shown dozen of experiences simultaneously in my life, that had lead up to and been clues to this moment. I was shown in a flood and a onslaught of images, thoughts, situations, raw feelings that everything had been building to this moment. That this moment had been planned.

They told me it was a gift. That I had been selected to be The One. I felt feelings of huge relief, excitement and fear in the sprites. At this moment in the experience I became afraid for my life. I felt that this gift would cost me my life. I did not want to be The One. The sprits felt this fear in me and begin to hold my hands and arms rushing me deeper into their world. I felt their fear and I begin to believe that I had stepped out of the dream, out of the drug, out of my body and mind and into this super world. I begin to believe in the transformation. As I walked deeper I could see standing in the middle of the room, in the center of this place, an object similar to an hour glass. It was slowly turning over. I became aware that this vessel, as it tipped over, transferring its contents from the small red end to the larger blue end was transforming me. I felt my humanity slip out as I was filled with this new powerful light. A light of greater perception, of clarity. It felt like returning home. It felt familiar. It felt like I was waking up from a hollow, pale dream of reality. I felt god like and omnipotent. I realized the this gift was not only a gift but equally a death sentence for my physical body. I felt like I had been chosen to receive this not out of benevolence but out of a need to release this power and perception There had to be The One, to relieve the others. There had to be The One who perceived completely. I felt like Christ at the moment of realization of godhood and the inevitable moment of his crucifixion. I also felt like all this knowledge and perception was far too large to be processed by my physical mind and that death was the obvious transition.

As this moment of realization hit me I felt the sprites smile and step back. They told me I WAS The One and this WAS real and that it would never end.

They said do you not believe..... then see.

At this moment I sat up (in the real world) and opened my eyes. This moment true panic set in. I was deeply hallucinating. The real world was being covered, transformed into a psychedelic kaleidoscope of energy. Every surface had something like movie film, one image after another lined up like film shown through an overhead projector. These were the prime images of our symbolic nature. Slowly rolling over every surface. like the sprites of the objects. I felt I was seeing time in a singularity. I felt like I was seeing the symbolic patters like a second perception of true meaning. In the real room there were two people sitting next to me. When I looked at them I felt reassured momentarily. Then they exploded into dozens of two dimensional layers of light. Looking like computer generated futurists paintings. Wafer thin halos created the shapes of my friends. Dave looked up at me and said Welcome Back causing me to panic. Because when he said welcome back I did not think it was back to reality but back into the fold of this super world I was in. Back as there chosen one or at least one amongst them. I perceived Dave and Poon as personal guides or Guardians or gatekeepers there to welcome me into this new exalted state. That moment striped me of my world, my truths leading me to believe that my hallucinations were truth. I once again had the crashing feeling of winning, of being chosen, and being forced to receive this unwanted sentence of total vision. I had this crash as I could see once again the cause and effect of my being there and the price I would have to pay. I was the Bean King and the price of my gift would be perceptual transcendence but physical death.

At this time I felt a collapsing feeling as I gave in to the experience excepting my fate. I remember thinking that the hour glass had turned a little farther and I was pouring out of this life into my new one. I said out loud I am dying. Then I lost the support of my body, my self, my existence and I began to drift.

Dave then touched my leg I remember being drawn back into my body and thinking to hell with this I am not going to die, not yet and I felt the sprites smiling around me looking at me. I felt the fear. I felt the exhilaration of my visions. I was back in the sprites room. Even though this place was vibrant and psychedelic it was within my ability to comprehend. The sprits began there pitch at me being a winner and The One. I felt they were taking me back down the hallway to open those iconic, electric vision and to my death. I then said out loud again I am dying to which Dave responded only three more minutes and you will be all right.

Three more minutes.. Three more minutes was like a life raft that I sailed out of that world. As soon as I was able to believe that in three more minutes I would be normal again and everything began to fade. I felt in control of my body and my life. Slowly I drifted out of the their world, back through the gauzy world of colors and patterns. With a little extra coaxing from my friends I was able to wake up and separate my self from that moment.


HE IS NEO
 
ceasar989 said:
hey coldblue, all the cool kids are doin' it!

When was the last time you blasted off my fellow psychonaut, howd that shroomkit turn out?
DMT :p
 
BrothaBill said:
When was the last time you blasted off my fellow psychonaut, howd that shroomkit turn out?

remember, I got burned for the kit lol biggest mistake ever

last blastoff was a while ago...I miss it man, I miss it.
 
BrothaBill said:
No humorme, he is one of the ones Ive come to enlighten


Drifting deeply into the visual ebb and flow of the DMT I just walked through the thin fabric of the visual fractal fantasy. It was like a gauze layer of the dream just separated and boom .. it was like walking from a dark night into a brightly lit casino in Las Vegas. I felt like I had walked behind the scenes into a series of rooms. Everything was prime color cranked up to it s fullest potential. The images were clear, crisp and vivid. many times more vivid then the early pre-room images.

There were two people a man and a women or a girl and a boy. They appeared to me like simple balloon computer generated images. As soon as I stepped in the room, they glided up to me and spoke directly to me. They kept saying welcome back and words like: the big winner, he has returned, welcome to the end and the beginning, you are The One! As I looked around the room I felt the sense of some huge celebration upon my entry to this place. Bells were ringing, lights flashing fear began to rise in me as I felt the deep change in my world. The sprites begin to lead me around the room showing me how all my life they had been preparing me for this return. I was shown dozen of experiences simultaneously in my life, that had lead up to and been clues to this moment. I was shown in a flood and a onslaught of images, thoughts, situations, raw feelings that everything had been building to this moment. That this moment had been planned.

They told me it was a gift. That I had been selected to be The One. I felt feelings of huge relief, excitement and fear in the sprites. At this moment in the experience I became afraid for my life. I felt that this gift would cost me my life. I did not want to be The One. The sprits felt this fear in me and begin to hold my hands and arms rushing me deeper into their world. I felt their fear and I begin to believe that I had stepped out of the dream, out of the drug, out of my body and mind and into this super world. I begin to believe in the transformation. As I walked deeper I could see standing in the middle of the room, in the center of this place, an object similar to an hour glass. It was slowly turning over. I became aware that this vessel, as it tipped over, transferring its contents from the small red end to the larger blue end was transforming me. I felt my humanity slip out as I was filled with this new powerful light. A light of greater perception, of clarity. It felt like returning home. It felt familiar. It felt like I was waking up from a hollow, pale dream of reality. I felt god like and omnipotent. I realized the this gift was not only a gift but equally a death sentence for my physical body. I felt like I had been chosen to receive this not out of benevolence but out of a need to release this power and perception There had to be The One, to relieve the others. There had to be The One who perceived completely. I felt like Christ at the moment of realization of godhood and the inevitable moment of his crucifixion. I also felt like all this knowledge and perception was far too large to be processed by my physical mind and that death was the obvious transition.

As this moment of realization hit me I felt the sprites smile and step back. They told me I WAS The One and this WAS real and that it would never end.

They said do you not believe..... then see.

At this moment I sat up (in the real world) and opened my eyes. This moment true panic set in. I was deeply hallucinating. The real world was being covered, transformed into a psychedelic kaleidoscope of energy. Every surface had something like movie film, one image after another lined up like film shown through an overhead projector. These were the prime images of our symbolic nature. Slowly rolling over every surface. like the sprites of the objects. I felt I was seeing time in a singularity. I felt like I was seeing the symbolic patters like a second perception of true meaning. In the real room there were two people sitting next to me. When I looked at them I felt reassured momentarily. Then they exploded into dozens of two dimensional layers of light. Looking like computer generated futurists paintings. Wafer thin halos created the shapes of my friends. Dave looked up at me and said Welcome Back causing me to panic. Because when he said welcome back I did not think it was back to reality but back into the fold of this super world I was in. Back as there chosen one or at least one amongst them. I perceived Dave and Poon as personal guides or Guardians or gatekeepers there to welcome me into this new exalted state. That moment striped me of my world, my truths leading me to believe that my hallucinations were truth. I once again had the crashing feeling of winning, of being chosen, and being forced to receive this unwanted sentence of total vision. I had this crash as I could see once again the cause and effect of my being there and the price I would have to pay. I was the Bean King and the price of my gift would be perceptual transcendence but physical death.

At this time I felt a collapsing feeling as I gave in to the experience excepting my fate. I remember thinking that the hour glass had turned a little farther and I was pouring out of this life into my new one. I said out loud I am dying. Then I lost the support of my body, my self, my existence and I began to drift.

Dave then touched my leg I remember being drawn back into my body and thinking to hell with this I am not going to die, not yet and I felt the sprites smiling around me looking at me. I felt the fear. I felt the exhilaration of my visions. I was back in the sprites room. Even though this place was vibrant and psychedelic it was within my ability to comprehend. The sprits began there pitch at me being a winner and The One. I felt they were taking me back down the hallway to open those iconic, electric vision and to my death. I then said out loud again I am dying to which Dave responded only three more minutes and you will be all right.

Three more minutes.. Three more minutes was like a life raft that I sailed out of that world. As soon as I was able to believe that in three more minutes I would be normal again and everything began to fade. I felt in control of my body and my life. Slowly I drifted out of the their world, back through the gauzy world of colors and patterns. With a little extra coaxing from my friends I was able to wake up and separate my self from that moment.


HE IS NEO


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HumorMe said:


Many scientists exploring the chemical released at death to study near death experiences.
Simulating the step into the beyond with an extraction from the Shaman of South America's vines.
It last ten minutes, but, itll change the rest of your life, showing you whats behind the veil
 
ceasar989 said:
remember, I got burned for the kit lol biggest mistake ever

last blastoff was a while ago...I miss it man, I miss it.

i dont regret anything i did though. Mistakes build character and make your life story better for the tellin.
 
ceasar989 said:
remember, I got burned for the kit lol biggest mistake ever

last blastoff was a while ago...I miss it man, I miss it.


Ill send you some soon matee methinks, just got build a better lab
 
BrothaBill said:
Many scientists exploring the chemical released at death to study near death experiences.
Simulating the step into the beyond with an extraction from the Shaman of South America's vines.
It last ten minutes, but, itll change the rest of your life, showing you whats behind the veil

I'm pissed at my failed attempt.
 
ceasar989 said:
i dont regret anything i did though. Mistakes build character and make your life story better for the tellin.

well you saw what literally a miniscule percentage of the population will ever see, lol, I still laugh at some of your voyages. Mine, of course, have gone far beyond that, but, it takes a willingness to die to make the journey of faith, it is never undertaken lightly. Mine was more of a guiding from above to do what I did.
It is however, great karma for the soul.
 
ceasar989 said:
I'm pissed at my failed attempt.


You didnt grind the mimosa hostilis fine enough lol. I dont know of course, but its such a simple recipe, grind, boil in lemon juiceX2 and chug then puke, then enter the spirit world lol
No worries, its always there for you to try and return
 
coldblue1955 said:
as a matter of fact if any other person wants a piece of me by all means let's roll!


awww, he's got a saggy diaper that leaks!!!
 
BrothaBill said:
well you saw what literally a miniscule percentage of the population will ever see, lol, I still laugh at some of your voyages. Mine, of course, have gone far beyond that, but, it takes a willingness to die to make the journey of faith, it is never undertaken lightly. Mine was more of a guiding from above to do what I did.
It is however, great karma for the soul.

true, i am one of the few to ever see this

but remember, not everyone was meant to see it
 
BrothaBill said:
You didnt grind the mimosa hostilis fine enough lol. I dont know of course, but its such a simple recipe, grind, boil in lemon juiceX2 and chug then puke, then enter the spirit world lol
No worries, its always there for you to try and return

im pretty sure it grinded enough, i just dont think the boil was good enough

come christmas time, hopefully santa will drop some mimosa in the sock
 
ceasar989 said:
im pretty sure it grinded enough, i just dont think the boil was good enough

come christmas time, hopefully santa will drop some mimosa in the sock

checkout this. Its my wallpaper. Its called, "My Red Tie", what does it mean to you?


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BrothaBill said:
checkout this. Its my wallpaper. Its called, "My Red Tie", what does it mean to you?


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that's a toughie

im takin a guess on this but im guessing the red tie gives the robot a feeling of being human. Very cut and dry, yes, but how it relates to us is that the things we think make us human isnt always what we think.
 
ceasar989 said:
that's a toughie

im takin a guess on this but im guessing the red tie gives the robot a feeling of being human. Very cut and dry, yes, but how it relates to us is that the things we think make us human isnt always what we think.

its more a matter of what we gauge as truth and reality, meaning, how does he know he is a robot or not or is he? You cant make assumptions, he is trying to be an individual with his red tie
 
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