tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337522722458333178.post521077560861702874..comments2023-05-23T05:15:12.567-03:00Comments on Intelectuais Transgênicos Satânicos: Por uma contestação.Gustavohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07700394467083594229noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337522722458333178.post-10323026678465557432009-10-21T20:05:04.460-02:002009-10-21T20:05:04.460-02:00Eu discordo!! huahauhauah,
naum querendo ser um c...Eu discordo!! huahauhauah, <br />naum querendo ser um chato, ja sendo..<br />pó apaga se quize, rss<br /><br />Mas eu queria dize. Depois do q eu acredito, eu acho esse posicionamento o mais pertinente.<br /><br />A morte fez bem em julgar que todo o universo não está em nossas cabeças. Por outro lado, uma coisa que a morte não pode afirmar é se há ou não algo além dela. Porque ela mesma só conhece esse universo, e pouco.<br /><br />Eu diria que ainda q o céu seja uma grande mentira não há como negar que o mundo imaginário criado por nós, humanos, é muito melhor que esse mundo concreto.<br /><br />E digo, prefiro viver então acreditando na mentira do céu e sonhando com ele do que morrer convicto que com essa minha cabeça posso ter certeza que ele não existe.Silashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03288325956399071353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337522722458333178.post-47934946225102471532009-10-21T00:02:24.209-02:002009-10-21T00:02:24.209-02:00Sem perguntar se alguém concorda, tomo mé. Minhas ...Sem perguntar se alguém concorda, tomo mé. Minhas intervenções nesse blog serão conceitualmente orientadas pelo manifesto amor transgênico satânico dirigido aos intelectuais tesudinhos aqui presentes.rcmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02308473488549862438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337522722458333178.post-6963894465876521612009-10-19T00:09:52.448-02:002009-10-19T00:09:52.448-02:00Sem perguntar se alguém concorda, tomo este texto ...Sem perguntar se alguém concorda, tomo este texto como manifesto dos intelectuais transgênicos satânicos, que irá orientar conceitualmente minhas intervenções neste blog.apphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09706282121309199844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2337522722458333178.post-91492782701335664282009-10-19T00:00:29.762-02:002009-10-19T00:00:29.762-02:00Nota: [i]palavra[/i] = indica que a palavra estava...Nota: [i]palavra[/i] = indica que a palavra estava em itálico no original.<br /><br />"Oh, come [i]on[/i]. You can´t expect me to believe that [i]that[/i]. It´s an astronomical [i]fact.[/i]<br />THE SUN WOULD NOT HAVE RISEN.<br />She turned on him.<br />"It´s been a long night, Grandfather! I´m tired and I need a bath! I don´t need silliness!"<br />THE SUN WOULD NOT HAVE RISEN.<br />"Really? Then what would have happened, pray?"<br />A MERE BALL OF FLAMING GAS WOULD HAVE ILLUMINATED THE WORLD.<br />They walked in silence for a moment.<br />"Ah," said Susan dully. "Trickery with words. I would have thought you´d have been more literal-minded than that."<br />I AM NOTHING IF NOT LITERAL-MINDED. TRICKERY WITH WORDS IS WHERE [i]HUMANS[/i] LIVE.<br />"All right", said Susan. "I´m not stupid. You´re saying humans need... [i]fantasies[/i] to make life bearable."<br />REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THIS PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.<br />"Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little-"<br />YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE [i]LITTLE[/i] LIES.<br />"So we can believe the big ones?"<br />YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.<br />"They´re not the same at all!"<br />YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET - Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME... SOME [i]RIGHTNESS[/i] IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED.<br />"Yes, but people have [i]got[/i] to believe that, or what´s the [i]point[/i]-"<br />MY POINT EXACTLY.<br />She tried to assemble her thoughts.<br />THERE IS A PLACE WHERE TWO GALAXIES HAVE BEEN COLLIDING FOR A MILLION YEARS, said Death, apropos of nothing. DON´T TRY TO TELL [i]ME[/i] THAT´S RIGHT.<br />"Yes, but people don´t think about that," said Susan. "Somwhere there was a bed..."<br />CORRECT. STARS EXPLODE, WORLDS COLLIDE, THERE´S HARDLY ANYWHERE IN THE UNIVERSE WHERE HUMANS CAN LIVE WITHOUT BEING FROZEN OR FRIED, AND YET YOU BELIEVE THAT... A BED IS A NORMAL THING. IT IS THE MOST AMAZING TALENT.<br />"Talent?"<br />OH, YES. A VERY SPECIAL KIND OF STUPIDITY. YOU THINK THE WHOLE UNIVERSE IS INSIDE YOUR HEADS.<br />"You make us sound mad," said Susan. "A nice warm bed..."<br />NO. YOU NEED TO BELIEVE IN THINGS THAT AREN´T TRUE. HOW ELSE CAN THEY [i]BECOME[/i]? said Death, helping her onto Binky.<br />"These mountains," said Susan, as the horse rose. "Are they [i]real[/i] mountains, or some sort of shadows?"<br />YES.<br />Susan knew that was all she was going to get.Caetanohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11137379849032549777noreply@blogger.com