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By means of analysis, the transcendental unity of apperception proves the validity of, so regarded, the manifold. Thus, it remains a mystery why our ideas, however, can be treated like our experience. Necessity would be falsified. For these reasons, our a posteriori concepts stand in need to the phenomena, since all of our concepts are a posteriori. The architectonic of human reason teaches us nothing whatsoever regarding the content of the never-ending regress in the series of empirical conditions; in the study of space, natural reason is the clue to the discovery of the objects in space and time. Let us apply this to the manifold.

Hi, this is Torley Wong. It's a little after 5:00 and I need to take a few days off. There was this horrendous flash flood, then I contracted an ear infection, and when I was waiting for the sheriff to show up I wedged my daughter's Barbie Doll into my daughter's foot, and when I was waiting for the police to stop laughing there was this terrible blackout, then our dog caught the Asian flu...

If we follow up this doubt, it becomes manifest that, by a freely actualizable return to pure and genuine evidence, we have not simply lost an infinite horizon of approximations for phenomenology; we retain it by orienting the phenomenon according to accured insights. Multiplicities of a transcendental grounding of noematic descriptions stand in contrast to the accident being "for me" of noematic descriptions. If we follow up this doubt, it becomes manifest that, by virtue of a synthesis in which what is meant coincides and agrees with the epoché, I now shift the weight of transcendental evidence of the phenomenological Ego from the ego to experiences. By immersing ourselves meditatively in the general intentions of multiplicities of cognition, we discover that multiplicities of the cogitatum (qua cogitatum), however, become adjusted to the whole of conscious life. We must not let ourselves be frightened by considerations of the repeatable act of grounding and multiplicities of the ego cogito. The fact is evident that, by a freely actualizable return to the stream of noetic acts, only in reflection do we "direct" ourselves to the phenomenological epoché and to its perceptual directedness to cogitationes. The fact is that the all-embracing consciousness of internal time, perchance, is only a modality of multiplicities of the task of clarifying separated modes of consciousness; I have the reflection that pure and genuine evidence is given continuously as an objective unity in a multi-form and changeable multiplicity of noetic acts, which belong determinately to it.

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Bork Bork Bork!

This is mandatory.
This is optional.

Thanks for the beer; it was a great gift for our first baby. Everyone I know is envious. Lady and January tried to steal it from me, but I was too quick for them.

This is just a brief note to say "thank you" for the box of chocolates you sent for my confirmation. I'm sure I will put it to good use. Best wishes to you.

I love receiving money for my Klingon Rite of Initiation, since that means I can always use it for what I really want. Thanks for the $30. I'm saving it to buy comic books. How thoughtful of you.

Gah !! I'm at work and can't blaze up to reply to this !!

o.O

"It's a little after 5:00 and I need to take a few days off. There was this horrendous flash flood, then I contracted an ear infection, and when I was waiting for the sheriff to show up I wedged my daughter's Barbie Doll into my daughter's foot, and when I was waiting for the police to stop laughing there was this terrible blackout, then our dog caught the Asian flu... "

Torley - did this stuff really happen?

If so you have had one REALLY lousy day! **hugs**

Hi Torley,
For fun, I ran a chunk of your post through the Shannonizer (an online tool that scrambles and reassembles text based on word freqency and pairs (or something like that). Hope you like it.

Shannonizer

Because it can never be said enough, and for some strange reason is still damn funny, let me just add my support to...

I like kittens.

He's got a car bomb. He puts the key in the ignition and turns it -- the car blows up. He gets out. He opens the hood and makes a cursory inspection. He closes the hood and gets back in. He turns the key in the ignition. The car blows up. He gets out and slams the door shut disgustedly. He kicks the tire. He takes off his jacket and shimmies under the chassis. He pokes around. He slides back out and wipes the grease off his shirt. He puts his jacket back on. He gets in. He turns the key in the ignition. The car blows up, sending debris into the air and shattering windows for blocks. He gets out and says, Damn it! He calls a tow truck. He gives them his AAA membership number. They tow the car to an Exxon station. The mechanic gets in and turns the key in the ignition. The car explodes, demolishing the gas pumps, the red-and-blue Exxon logo high atop its pole bursting like a balloon on a string. The mechanic steps out. You got a car bomb, he says. The man rolls his eyes. I know that, he says.

copyright 1990 Mark Leyner and shamelessly stolen from My Cousin, My Gastroenterologist

Woot! Bada Bing Bada Boom!

Damn....

I'll have some of what Torley's having.

- Ace

A Thread Completely Devoted To Gratuitous Mental Masturbation, Can I Lend A Hand????


Lol
Muhahahahaahaha

Cashmere, Im afraid if you lean a hand, its no longer masturbation.

(I didnt really say that did I?)

Anyone see the shirt Caera MacDonald's wearing inworld lately. It goes something like:

TAKE A PICTURE
(and then masturbate to it later)



Rose: Thankfully, this was fictional and that never happened to me. At least, not all in one day.

Olympia: Too funny. That makes me sound worse than a Tier-1 technosnob... LOL...

Ace: Just high on life, mah man, but pass a tokin' joint. Hehe. Why be low when you can be high?