06-03-2005, 02:45 PM
Ghostiger,Jun 3 2005, 09:01 AM Wrote:Im not saying hes fake. I just suspect it.
I hope hes real(even though I utterly disagree with his perspective and many of his values).
But hes too good to be real(good in the sense of value to a forum). The character he describes himself would be a truely unique odd ball and one of the last types to pop on on a gamer forum.
Anyway I mean no offense Doc - if youre real Im glad your here, and if youre fake that doesnt bother me too much either.
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Of course I am real silly... Pete⢠is the one that is a program.
I love games and I am an old man with free time. What am I gonna do?
What's a truly unique oddball to do? I am not allowed to hang out online? Not allowed to play Diablo? Am I not allowed to socialise and share my views just the same as you do? Does being weird, having strong opinions, and a skewed sense of reality limit me from being able to come here and talk smack just like the rest of you? I put my kilt on both legs at a time just like everybody else.
No offense taken.
I am the product of what other people believe me to be. So are all men. When a man is believed to be a hero, he will do heroic acts to bolster his image. If a man is believed to be a villian, he will commit vile atrocities in the process of protecting himself from all the heroes bolstering their image that take up arms to slay him. Somewhere in life, we pick up on what others believe us to be. And we somehow reinforce that image. Why? Don't know. Can't say. Not sure I would tell the answer even if I knew, because, I suspect, knowing that answer is one of those things you have to find out for your self. When you look at me, do you question what a man is capable of being? Do you question what you are capable of and wonder if you can do something? Do you feel your faith in humanity waver or falter when you think of me?
Do I inspire you? Frighten you? Do I make you want to be a better person? Does something about me provoke you to anger? Am I all those things wrapped into one?
Question everything and realise that nothing is as it seems. Even this forum posting right now, is a lot more than it appears to be.
I come here, and to other places, for personal reasons. I like to get inside people's heads, for reasons of my own. Here, there are no faces, no skin colours, nothing for the eyes to trip over. Only people. Of all kinds. And you can learn a great deal about people by gaming with them. I learned a lot about human thinking and behaviour playing online games like Diablo. I have made friends. Good ones. Ones I will never meet. I do not know their bodies, but I am somewhat aquainted with their minds. That is why I am here. One day, I might figure out why I am doing this. When I do, I most certainly will not be telling you, or anybody else. There is a Question. I don't know what it is, but I know where to look for the Answer. There are things people will say about themselves in a comfortable environment where they do not feel threatened. People online let slip all sorts of things. Valuable views into the human condition. Precious bits of wisdom, insight, and thought that are far more valuable than gold or silver. In this sort of atmosphere, people are more prone to say something that normally they would not let slip away from their keyboard for whatever reason. They might be shy, or have a stuttering problem, or they might feel they are ugly, have horrible acne, and are far to geeky to ever socialise with normal people. These folk, in general, have a lot to say because they have suffered. The people here are the cream that rises to the top. The sort of thoughts that I want. The internet, if one wishes to look at it as such, is a library of human thought patterns. If one looks past the text, the pr0n, the leet speak, and all that other debris that clouds the vision, there is a lot about human nature out there. A vast collective of the human condition. I have no idea where to keep looking or what it is I am looking for, but I see little trails of breadcrumbs leading to what might be the greatest experiment in human history.
Like it or not, you are a part of that. And so am I. What's that line about observation effecting an experiment? Some scientific bit of jargon about observing something changing the outcome. The internet is an amazing portal into God knows what. Even I don't know. But I get the feeling that I, and everybody else, is being observed somehow. And I want in. I wish to be one of the observers. Am I changing the outcome by doing so? Maybe. Who cares. I am in this for my own reasons.
And yes, if you are asking your self right now, I have taken a lot of mind altering drugs. My thought processes are alien to yours because they are in no ways like yours.
I realise that I have put my self at risk here by letting this out. I don't care. People will think of me what they will.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."