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had a dream last night in which ben franklin was passionately necking with henry david thoreau. for some reason nachos before bed always make me dream about old timey fella trysts

anyways i woke up thinkin bout nature and walden pond and transcendentalism in general. pls post nature and old timey philosophy or w/e in honor of my favorite book Walden ITT

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Prof. Crocodile

This picture, found by typing "random image" into Google, is a more accurate representation of who I am than anything I would have consciously chosen.


"When I wrote the following pages, or rather the bulk of them, I lived alone, in the woods, a mile from any neighbor, in a house which I had built myself, on the shore of Walden Pond, in Concord, Massachusetts, and earned my living by the labor of my hands only. I lived there two years and two months. At present I am a sojourner in civilized life again, although there is nothing civilized about the raw animalistic love that I share with Ben Franklin."


thank you to vanisher for the awesome back-to-school sig!

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The mass of men lead lives of quiet GBSness



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SweetWillyRollbar

Would an advertising executive
Understand where the homeless live?
Would he know about the bubbles in his glass?
Would the bubbles in his glass
Understand what the man's golf cart is?
Do they know you can die frozen underneath an overpass?

I had a dream last night
'Cause it looked just like a dream
I had a dream last night
But it looked unlike a dream

Mercy, mercy, I'm made of parts
Make me a suit so I can get it off
Heaven help my head is spin'n round
Stop this airplane cause I got to get down

I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
Here's to the Montagues, John Wayne, and Bette Davis
And Romeo, he waved before this chorus girl and beggars hair

Juliet is up in heaven, a pocket full of pills
And Jesus drives to Mexico, to get her prescription filled
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
I was a scream last night

It was getting kinda fun (yeah, rock out, whatever)
I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream
I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream
She was on fire last night, and I was breathing gasoline

I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
I had to scream last night
Lord of Love
I didn't know where to shake my butt

Walked backwards, hosed like a fox
I was more hosed up than your sister's tackle box
Three a.m. at five o'clock
And one of us leaves, and I got shot!

Shot me down
Yeah, whatever, rock out
That's it, that's my rhyme, take it to the streets, biatch

magic cactus

We lied. We are not at war. There is no enemy. This is a rescue operation

i am vast. i contain multitudes (of shitposts)




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frump truck
this is my text


Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box
Religion is the smile on a dog
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, make out with Franklin

magic cactus

We lied. We are not at war. There is no enemy. This is a rescue operation

*Thoreau's mother, sighing as she comes over to his custom-built log cabin to drop off his lunch and do his laundry for him*: Henry, when are you going to stop making these erotic woodcuts of ben franklin and get a real job?




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Prof. Crocodile posted:

"When I wrote the following pages, or rather the bulk of them, I lived alone, in the woods, a mile from any neighbor, in a house which I had built myself, on the shore of Walden Pond, in Concord, Massachusetts, and earned my living by the labor of my hands only. I lived there two years and two months. At present I am a sojourner in civilized life again, although there is nothing civilized about the raw animalistic love that I share with Ben Franklin."


magic cactus posted:

*Thoreau's mother, sighing as she comes over to his custom-built log cabin to drop off his lunch and do his laundry for him*: Henry, when are you going to stop making these erotic woodcuts of ben franklin and get a real job?

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a man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone. by this measure i shall remain a pauper in terms of discreet, backwoods handies



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Prof. Crocodile

This picture, found by typing "random image" into Google, is a more accurate representation of who I am than anything I would have consciously chosen.


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a man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone. by this measure i shall remain a pauper in terms of discreet, backwoods handies


thank you to vanisher for the awesome back-to-school sig!

idiotsavant

i don't care!

prepuce repurposed posted:

had a dream last night in which ben franklin was passionately necking with henry david thoreau. for some reason nachos before bed always make me dream about old timey fella trysts

anyways i woke up thinkin bout nature and walden pond and transcendentalism in general. pls post nature and old timey philosophy or w/e in honor of my favorite book Walden ITT

how bout this instead https://the-toast.net/2013/09/17/os...whitman-did-it/

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is it me or is it getting hot in here mercy



sigs by cool guys Zurtilik® and Barking Gecko™

Twenty Four

HAIKOOLIGAN

*Laying on the ground outside in the woods at night in the cold and writing it down just to prove a point!*

Prof. Crocodile

This picture, found by typing "random image" into Google, is a more accurate representation of who I am than anything I would have consciously chosen.


SweetWillyRollbar posted:

I had a dream last night
'Cause it looked just like a dream
I had a dream last night
But it looked unlike a dream

Mercy, mercy, I'm made of parts
Make me a suit so I can get it off
Heaven help my head is spin'n round
Stop this airplane cause I got to get down

I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
Here's to the Montagues, John Wayne, and Bette Davis
And Romeo, he waved before this chorus girl and beggars hair

Juliet is up in heaven, a pocket full of pills
And Jesus drives to Mexico, to get her prescription filled
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
I was a scream last night

It was getting kinda fun (yeah, rock out, whatever)
I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream
I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream
She was on fire last night, and I was breathing gasoline

I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
I had to scream last night
Lord of Love
I didn't know where to shake my butt

Walked backwards, hosed like a fox
I was more hosed up than your sister's tackle box
Three a.m. at five o'clock
And one of us leaves, and I got shot!

Shot me down
Yeah, whatever, rock out
That's it, that's my rhyme, take it to the streets, biatch

oh gently caress me i completely forgot about this song, off to spotify


thank you to vanisher for the awesome back-to-school sig!

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believe it or not the pokemon we all know and love as Dewgong was invented in this my favorite book Walden

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If u had 2 build a 15x8 foot log cabin what tree would u use byob. Test ur knowledge of the Concord woods ITT

nut


haven't read walden but i've listened to bon iver ipso facto i'd build the log cabin out of the red sticks that come with the snack packs of crackers and cheez spread

https://i.imgur.com/nKtUXWf.mp4


god bless the dca, manu, loov, blaiser, and chooby

Prof. Crocodile

This picture, found by typing "random image" into Google, is a more accurate representation of who I am than anything I would have consciously chosen.


update: that butthole surfers song is not on spotify and i that makes me unchill

and i think i would use pine trees for my cabin op


thank you to vanisher for the awesome back-to-school sig!

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nut posted:

haven't read walden but i've listened to bon iver ipso facto i'd build the log cabin out of the red sticks that come with the snack packs of crackers and cheez spread

why read when u can just listen

https://librivox.org/walden-by-henry-david-thoreau/

I listen to this public domain audiobook every year as autumn begins. It's a tradition of mine. I care more about his descriptions of nature than his philosophy personally



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Prof. Crocodile posted:

update: that butthole surfers song is not on spotify and i that makes me unchill

and i think i would use pine trees for my cabin op

good choice pine was the most popular timber used for nineteenth century cabins built in North America

also what butthole surfers song

SweetWillyRollbar

Would an advertising executive
Understand where the homeless live?
Would he know about the bubbles in his glass?
Would the bubbles in his glass
Understand what the man's golf cart is?
Do they know you can die frozen underneath an overpass?

Prof. Crocodile posted:

update: that butthole surfers song is not on spotify and i that makes me unchill

and i think i would use pine trees for my cabin op

Spotify has a pretty crap collection of Butthole Surfers iirc. By which I mean they have one song and that's it. It's a good song but I mean come on!

Prof. Crocodile

This picture, found by typing "random image" into Google, is a more accurate representation of who I am than anything I would have consciously chosen.


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good choice pine was the most popular timber used for nineteenth century cabins built in North America

also what butthole surfers song

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xkXdeUjM1pc

this is not a derail bc i feel this would be hd thoreau's favorite butthole surfers song


thank you to vanisher for the awesome back-to-school sig!

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Man that Romeo + Juliet soundtrack just won't quit

Bright Bart

False. There is only one electron and it has never stopped.
Walden was really jarring for me because I had been mulling over whether it was possible to live out an adequate life self-sufficiently. Not for my own wilderness dreams mind you. For the impact this might have on several premises of Lockean economic philosophy.

Then I learn no this was not the conclusive experiment either way. It was the half-assed Myth Busters version of such an experiment where the exceptions made to simplify things actually put the whole result into question.

Bright Bart

False. There is only one electron and it has never stopped.

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Man that Romeo + Juliet soundtrack just won't quit

I am currently listening to a half hour Stay Schemin remix but if I wasn't I might be listening to one of several good Radiohead songs on that soundtrack.

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Pissed Ape Sexist

SweetWillyRollbar posted:

Shot me down
Yeah, whatever, rock out
That's it, that's my rhyme, take it to the streets, biatch

For the past like 15 years I remembered these lines very specifically but my brain tied them to the fadeout at the end of 88 Lines About 44 Women. Every time I heard that song I thought somebody incepted the phrase 'that's my rhyme, take it to the streets, beeyotch' into my brain somewhere in the past because it just wasn't there despite being so clear in my mind. Thank you for helping me re-surf my brain's butthole

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