ghost fingers

[Avanti]

in 1999

i was assaulted by two nazis in a bar

they dragged me into the loo

gave me a good kicking and stomping

and one of them used his steel-clad boots

to jump on my left hand

i broke the four main fingers on that hand

even today

i don't have any senses in the ring finger and the pinky on that hand

but sometimes, it is quite surreal

i can sometimes feel itches there, or "ghost sensations"

often they turn cold

maybe those two fingers have died, and are now experiencing another dimension

fascinating

[Ele'ill]

or nerve damage

[Yuppie Grinder]

Yea I think the nerve damage explanation is more plausible then your fingers being in the twilight zone.

[Avanti]

why can not

both explanations be true?

[hetz]

Well at least you didn't get hit in the kidneys or some other organs..

[Avanti]

i was kicked there

but nothing burst

in one fight, i got one rib burst once

another time, a fire licked the side of my left arm.

but it was my fault.

i had broken into a school at night

just to burn it down.

it succeeded

landed me one year in juvenile

[Avanti]

i am no stranger to violence

i've been ambushing nazis dozens of times

since i am quite short and skinny

i was using iron bars or knuckle-dusters

with a good iron bar

you're beating surprise

into the world

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

why can not

both explanations be true?

because one has evidence

the other does not

[Avanti]

everything is connected

if you are attacked

by a tiger

do you examine it first

before concluding

it is dangerous?

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

everything is connected

if you are attacked

by a tiger

do you examine it first

before concluding

it is dangerous?

No, because I have prior knowledge of the danger of tigers from a multitude of sources, some more reliable than others. I can also infer the danger of tigers from their massive claws, and also if one of them happens to be roaring towards me with its teeth bared, then I don't think it wants to be stroked.

[Avanti]

just recently

it felt

like someone

touched my dead fingers

maybe it was

a ghost

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

More likely it was due to some random nerve firing.

Why would some ghost touch your finger anyway? From the sounds of it they didn't ask to touch you. What kind of creep touches people without permission?

[Avanti]

More likely it was due to some random nerve firing.

Why would some ghost touch your finger anyway? From the sounds of it they didn't ask to touch you. What kind of creep touches people without permission?

i like touching people

it gives another kind of connection

i am very much into hugging

and cuddling

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

i like touching people

it gives another kind of connection

i am very much into hugging

and cuddling

Why are you ignoring the implications of a bunch of ghost-people running around touching the world touching other people without permission? Can you understand why that's creepy?

I certainly don't appreciate the thought. Who knows what slavering ghost-creep could be rubbing themselves up against my astral body? What if I'm just not into being drooled over by cross-dimensional beings with too many tentacles and yonic openings dripping with unspeakable ectoplasm?

[Avanti]

Why are you ignoring the implications of a bunch of ghost-people running around touching the world touching other people without permission? Can you understand why that's creepy?

I certainly don't appreciate the thought. Who knows what slavering ghost-creep could be rubbing themselves up against my astral body? What if I'm just not into being drooled over by cross-dimensional beings with too many tentacles and yonic openings dripping with unspeakable ectoplasm?

there are lower and higher dimensions

maybe they as well are populated

maybe in the fifth dimension

there are alien civilizations co-habiting earth

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

Alien civilisations? Where? How do you know about them?

[Avanti]

maybe i have spoken with them?

they told me

that i was a very special

human being

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

maybe i have spoken with them?

they told me

that i was a very special

human being

They didn't happen to somehow let you know where they lived, did they? A Nobel Prize would look good on my CV and I could use the money.

[Avanti]

they live in the same space as we

but in other dimensional folds

was it a hallucination? maybe

i don't care

believe in the most awesome

if that motivates you

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

Well, building machines capable of unfurling curled-up dimensions is expensive. Given my budgetary limitations I have to beg, borrow and steal to get basic components. Do you know how long that takes? Also it turns out that my plans to unravel and re-weave the strands of spacetime are not the sort of thing a typical grants committee is interested in, so public funding is out of the question.

Hopefully it will turn out better than my attempt at building an Aetheric Matter Transporter, which never got beyond the animal testing stage. Do you know how depressing it is to have to wash a Transport Unit clean of liquefied rodent?

[Avanti]

there are cheaper ways

of travelling to other dimensions

but

you have to practice technoshamanism

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

That's the thing about technology. When it does work, it works no matter what one's spiritual beliefs happen to be. A uranium enrichment centrifuge will happily produce highly-enriched uranium no matter if the person running it is a Christian, Muslim, Buddhist, Hindu, New Ager or a Pastafarian.

Just like my Lunar-Atomic Launch Cannon will happily take anyone to the Earth's natural satellite in just under two and a half hours. So long as one doesn't mind arriving there as a puddle of strawberry jam. Another world-changing invention of mine that needs the kinks ironed out of it.

Speaking of which, you wouldn't happen to know any physicists with an interest or specialisation in mass neutralisation?

[Avanti]

i am impressed

by your new style

but crazy scientists

won't build mass movements

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

Obviously not. But neither will talking to aliens, the useless sods don't seem to be at all interested in actually helping humanity with its problems. Instead they seem to prefer to spend their time on our planet pestering those of us who have next to no credibility.

It makes me feel less guilty about vivisecting them, though. Especially those freaky Greys, that bunch of weird bastards are obsessed with anal probing drunk hillbillies and forced cross-breeding.

But in any case, mad scientists don't have to form part of a mass movement in order to be of service to humanity. Why it was only a few weeks ago, Earth time, that I was in the Daemon Dimensions, working overtime to prevent the thin sliver of reality we call home from being overrun by quadrillions of gribbly Daemonspawn. I managed to destroy the Hellgate before the bastards could open it up properly, so you ought to be thankful that some Daemon Prince isn't currently drinking blood out of your hollowed-out skull.

No really, it was nothing.

[The Garbage Disposal Unit]

The thing about a "uranium enrichment centrifuge" is that whether or not it "works" is deeply subjective. It might enrich uranium no matter who is at the helm, but that doesn't really grapple with the question of whether or not enriched uranium is a desirable outcome.
Similarly, you don't need to be a shaman to eat 9 grammes of mushrooms and commune with god, but . . .

[ÑóẊîöʼn]

The thing about a "uranium enrichment centrifuge" is that whether or not it "works" is deeply subjective. It might enrich uranium no matter who is at the helm, but that doesn't really grapple with the question of whether or not enriched uranium is a desirable outcome.

Depends on what the enriched uranium is going to be used for, doesn't it?

I don't think many would object to it's use in weapons deployed against a Daemonic army massing themselves for an invasion of our planet. I only used nukes because I didn't have anything bigger at the time.


Similarly, you don't need to be a shaman to eat 9 grammes of mushrooms and commune with god, but . . .

I think hallucinogenic experiences are culturally-mediated to some degree. I didn't commune with any entities during my trips, but it did feel like I had it all sussed on some level. Of course, the fact I can't actually explain why I had such feelings (beyond the obvious one of "that's what my brain feels like on three blotters of LSD") leads me to believe it was nothing more than a feeling with no actual comprehension.