what kind of conspiracy going on here
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what kind of conspiracy going on here
« on: October 05, 2018, 02:18:28 AM »
and he saw corruption everywhere, except within
« on: October 03, 2018, 09:13:53 PM »
Obi-Wan doesn't need to be on the high ground, the high ground just needs to exist in the battle; Obi-Wan knows that when he has the low ground, he really has the high ground, from a certain point of view. Look at his battle record:
Maul: Has low ground, wins
Dooku: No high ground, loses
Greivous: Has low ground, wins
Vader: Has high ground, wins
Vader rematch: No high ground, loses
Obi-Wan with the high/low ground is canonically the most powerful Jedi. This is fact. Had Yoda not denied his request with typical Jedi arrogance, he could have beat Palpatine in the Senate building, which housed a variety of different altitudes; this so that the Chancellor could always have the moral high ground in Senate debates. But Obi-wan didn't fight Palpatine, and Yoda soon learned that you can't cleave the Sheev in a normal 1v1.
As we all know, spinning is a good trick. However, only the Chosen one can spin outside of a starfighter. Palpatine tried spinning, but he lost (but this was intentional, as losing gave him the emotional high ground when Anakin arrived). The reason for this is that spinning provides a yin-yang approach (based in Eastern philosophy on balance), giving the spinner the high ground from above and below. This is why Obi-Wan was so emotional after defeating Vader on Mustafar; he expected to lose the high ground to the spin, but Anakin failed to maintain balance in the universe, symbolic of his fall to the dark side.
Anakin doesn't hate sand for the reasons he told Padme; all Jedi hate sand, as the battlefield can rapidly change between low and high ground. This is the only reason why ______ killed ______ in Rebels. This is also why Obi-Wan hates flying; in space, there is no high ground as there is no frame of reference from which there is a high or low ground, due to the lack of gravity.
In ANH, Vader proves his newfound mastery by engaging Obi on perfectly even ground. However, he lets himself die on the Death Star so that he could train Luke from a higher plane of existence.
(Why was Vader so invested in the construction and maintenance of the Death Star? Because he knows Obi-wan can't have the high ground if there's no ground left.)
In Return of the Jedi, you can see that the Throne Room contains a variety of different altitudes; Palpatine placed these there to ensure Vader's defeat. However, Sheev failed to realize that his weakness was no ground, and should have covered that gaping pit that does nothing.
In conclusion, Obi-wan abuses spatial relativity and Buddhist doctrine in order to invoke his high-ground powers.
« on: August 20, 2018, 02:36:41 PM »
convince me otherwise!
There's always that little tiny table there, tiny computer,
little cramped seats, tiny food, tiny utensils,
tiny liquor bottles, tiny bathroom, tiny sink, tiny mirror, tiny faucet.
So, there's a small problem, there's gonna be a slight delay,
we're gonna be a little late.
I always go in the airplane's bathroom, even if I don't have to go,
I gotta go in there.
It's nice. It's like your own little apartment on the plane, isn't it?
You go in there, lock the door, the light comes on after second.
It's like a little surprise party.
But I'm always impressed of the amount of equipment that they have in that place.
I mean it's little, but they got tissues, towels, closets, compartments,
tiny slot for used razor blades. They always have that.
Who is shaving on the plane?
And shaving so much they're using up razor blades?
Is this what's happening?
What? Is the wolf man flying in there, for Christ's sakes?
Who could shave that much?
Barry looked out the cold soulless glass of the flower shop window. Raining again. Water falling out of the sky like tears from an orphaned civilization.
"The ten million sheep keep grazing," Barry murmured to himself. "The slime and filth of New York all runs downhill." Benson & Associates didn't take off like Barry dreamed it would. The only clients he got were scumbag addicts who couldn't find their antenna if it was hanging in front of them.
The flower shop door opened, and a mosquito flew in. "Fucking bloodsuckers," Barry grumbled, lighting a cigarette. The flame burned like the embers of a forgotten time. Barry could hardly remember the last time he was happy; working for Honex and spending time with Adam and Vanessa. Adam was now the CEO of Honesco and fired half the bees to save money, and Vanessa hadn't been the same since she started drinking.
"Mr Benson, hello?" The mosquito buzzed around Barry. "Oh god, I need your help. PLEASE!"
Barry took another drag from his cigarette and rolled his eyes. "What is it, asshole?" He couldn't stand insect filth who wasted his time.
Time. Like the gears of a machine, turning in place, never reaching a conclusion. Barry's time never ended. He had prayed for death before, but no one answered. He used to believe in God, but now God was like a moat flowing through a windmill.
The mosquito put its face in its hands. "Oh god...the kids...Elaine...they're all dead."
"Let me guess, you got drunk and flew into a rage." The rain kept coming.
"What? God no, Barry. It was...it was a car accident. The SUV pulled out in front of me, I had no time to react!"
Barry scoffed. "Yeah right, punk. Let me guess, you were on the pipe again?"
"No Barry, I'm off that stuff! You've gotta believe m-"
Suddenly a giant bare foot came down in front of Barry, crushing the mosquito. Barry looked up and saw Vanessa smirk at him, sangria in her hand. Then she silently walked away.
"What a bitch," Barry thought.
The rest of the day dragged on. Barry smoked cigarette after cigarette. He would've tried to steal some of Vanessa's liquor, but he knew the consequences if he was caught. He looked out the window again. The city was slowing down, falling asleep. Robots following their programming. Spurred on only by the promise of a divine reward.
"Cowards," Barry thought. He took another puff and coughed. The smoke had completely filled his tiny bee body. He doubled over in pain and fell to the hardwood floor. The floor was as cold as a drinking a glass of water after you chew a piece of mint gum. Except way colder than that.
Barry felt enormous pain as he started to succumb to tobacco poisoning. He saw Vanessa stumble into the room and make eye contact with him. She was holding a bottle of vodka now.
"Vanessa...kill me." Barry pleaded.
Vanessa just laughed at his plight and left the shop.
"Wh...what a bitch..."
Barry couldn't take the pain anymore. He had to end it. He crawled over to the couch and took a deep breath before plunging his stinger into the fabric. The pounding rain coming from the sky started to subside into a light drizzle. As the stinger left his body, Barry sighed in relief. It would all bee over soon.
do I have a future in authorship? do you see it happening
Imagine people being this unabashedly into this project, isn't there something awesome about the old ways we would market movies?
Now it's "stick Elsa on an umbrella, put Maui in a happy meal, and call it a day."
[Aladdin] Where was Ali Ababwa the prince of?
That's something that always bothered me. Aladdin specifically wished to be made a Prince - not "look like", the real thing. So why does the Genie keep bothering him to "Tell her the TRUTH!" when Ali really is a prince? And if he isn't, why didn't the Genie make him one? This is all on the blue guy.At first, Aladdin was a fake prince (Genie's act, convincing the city with the big song/facade), but because of the "in" that being a fake prince provided, he was later able to marry Jasmine and become a real prince. Genie made Ali Ababwa the prince of Agrabah itself (in the long run), that's the genius & obvious answer to this oft recited criticism of the movie.
Genie insisted he "tell her the truth" because that's how he got Jasmine to love him, accept him, and marry him - therefore fulfilling the wish of becoming a prince. I really wish reddit didn't close commenting after a year, because it's annoying to see this go unanswered when the question doesn't even bother to think about what happened in the film.
« on: June 28, 2018, 02:44:59 AM »
I've hit a new low. I'm a point where not only do I not give a shit, but its getting to the point that I don't even care about living let alone wanting to be alive anymore.
I can no longer stand myself and its currently taking a massive toll on my overall mood.
I hate everyone equally, but I hate myself the most. I honestly wish I could be someone else entirely with a complete blank slate with a revised personality, and not be tied down to my current ethic background, gender, or mental disability.
"Kill yourself then Carmen"
Yeah that doesn't give me what I want, that would only give what others on here want, at least a sick few who would actually encourage suicide.
If life itself had a nice reset button, where I could be someone else entirely and have the chance to make completely different decisions and have the option to be a blank slate let alone wiping away any mental disability I have, I would be doing a lot better on a social level.
Instead I'm socially impaired and am nothing more but a pessimistic pathetic loser thinking I'm able to find some form of reassurance that I'm wrong on a backwater internet forum
But nope, I know I'm right.
« on: June 15, 2018, 04:32:46 PM »
its like anti advertising
I would put a wrf screenshot as my avatar too if i was trying to advertise , but i wouldnt put up a bad view of us - you're ur own enemy deci