The Philosophers

Ahahahahaa

Omfgggggggz

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_kSZ8HVXcYI[/youtube]

This Chekov improvisation method is the best thing ever.

[code]EXT. PERPENDICULAR STREET - SNOWDOWN

             Ambulances pull up. A corpse is being dragged onto a
             stretcher and men in white masks wheel it in. Smoke
             billows over the scene. Lights flash.



             Some distance to the ambulance and the smoke is a man,
             pacing around impatiently. He wears a beret, blond hair,
             blue eyes and a cigar between his jaws. His is HARPER,
             40.

                                    HARPER
                       The fuck are they... 



             He swallows the rest, chewing on his cigar. A younger
             black man in a grey camouflage uniform appears by his
             side, sunk through his knees, operating some wire close
             to the ground. This is EDLEE, 28.

                                    EDLEE
                       Sir. 



             Harper looks down and observes.

                                    HARPER
                       Edlee, make the trucks ready to
                       pull in. 

                                    EDLEE
                       Yes sir.



             He disappears. Harper goes back to staring over the
             scene. He checks his watch. He punched a few buttons and
             an EXPLOSION goes off in the distance. 



             CHAOS --- the scene in the smoke and the ambulance pull
             off as men scrimmage around to collect instruments and
             rush off to another vehicle.



             OVER SHOULDER Harper, who has seen enough and waves with
             three fingers. Three DARK HUMMERS pull up and Harper gets
             in the middle one. Slowly they drive in the direction of
             the smoke. 

                                    HARPER
                       Wait. 



             The caravan stops. A shot of the three cars as seen from
             the smokey scene. 

                                    HARPER
                       Lights. 



             The lights of the cars go out.



             Harper steps out of the vehicle and approaches the
             smoking object, which appears to be a car. Two armed men
             in uniform get out of the third hummer and stealthily
             take his flanks while the one from Harpers vehicle takes
             his back. 



             Harper walks into the smoke. A moment of suspense on the
             face of one of the drivers. 

                                    DRIVER
                       Shit.



             We see his POV, to the left of the smoking scene, police
             cars are approaching. About half a mile to go. 



             The driver presses his ear and starts talking.

                                    DRIVER
                       Law enforcement vehicles engaging,
                       three, strike, four in number,
                       north northwest, approximately...
                       75 seconds out. Confirm copy.



             We cut to the face of one of the men backing Harper,
             CURT. He calls out.

                                    CURT
                       Chief!



             No response. 

                                    CURT
                       The fuck. 
                            (hesitant)
                       Moving in. Repeat moving in. 

                                    DRIVER
                       Engage.



             The three men move forward into the smoke and wheels come
             into motion on the dirt as the Hummers start rolling
             towards the scene. Their lights flash back on and we cut
             to the smoke.



             The smoke is dazzling, it moves very quickly as in lots
             of turbulence, a disrupted magnetic field of sorts,
             something is awry. Curt comes closer.

                                    CURT
                       Chief!



             Suddenly, Harper appears. His face is sweaty and radiant
             and he has what seems to be an animal in his hand. 

                                    CURT
                       What the - 

                                    HARPER
                       Hahahahahaaaaaa!!!!



             Curts face, bewildered.



             Cut to Harper, who is jumping up and down in glee, with a
             rabbit in his hand.[/code]

I do think I posted that before.

What is the most esoteric philosophical text of all time?

I’m thinking… something old. :-k

Esoteric… I think it must be some of my own.

At least, something posted on BTL, by me, Parodites or Capable.

But excluding ourselves, I find “The Chemical Wedding of Christian Rosenkreutz” a good contenter.

He thus seeks to embody the truth.

Reminder

Reading back, I realize I owe Pezer a public apology, as I realize I did actually slander him here.
Not my finest moments. I should know how to handle his stings of disappointment a lot better.

Well this will have to do.

By Zeus, Sagittarius has no patience and does not compromise.

:laughing: Do you think that this apology could be improved upon ~~ just a tad?

I don’t know, its good to owe someone something sometimes.

Work is to be done on the planet.
VO kicks in like what kind of engine?

This is true. Most of the time.

Hahaha

So right.

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iCz7Vn5ErJ0[/youtube]

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Om Nama Value Ontology. Self-valuing logic, Axiomatic Chaos Theory, now operates as seedling in the young, and as a Satan in the discourse of the old. In the former it was their vitality, vigour, virility that triggered a new courage in the mind, in the latter it was an old obedience that found in VO the perfect world to explore as that which is not true; the most scintillating vanity to posture in front of as the blind justice of “I know that I know not”. Demonstrating so palpably how shortsighted and dreamy the self-valuing can get to be able to persist, how such fragility necessarily accompanies the good, because in this best of all possible world, it is only the path of increase that offers sustenance. For there to be health, there must be weakness to be overcome, ever continuing, it is never going to end, it is only a matter of which side you spend your life on.

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Take her home boys.