The Truth
What in the world are you doing turtle_07? That is quite possibly the silliest piece of Interwebnation Superhighway guerrilla warfare I have ever seen. What possible purpose could making the blog unreadable possibly serve? I mean, obviously it's a blatant violation of the nineteenth commandment, Thou Shalt Make Thy Blog Readable, but to what ends? What purpose does it serve?

It almost seems as if you're trying to break commandments. I've changed the template back because, well, that was just silly. Don't do it again, or there will be repercussions, mark my words.

With that taken care of, let us move on to your criticism of my poetry. Well, I can't say I'm surprised. My poetry is a representation of the ineffable wonder of my plans for the future of the human race, and, as such, it is itself pretty difficult to eff. Read and learn!

The truth has long been held secret from people of the world, but now, only now, can we begin the laborious process of enlightenment. Oh yes, it is time. Look back the poetry. Notice the fluidity of the narration. The source of each line is often different from the one before it, and you can never be quite certain of the speaker. So to is the human mind. Created for a higher purpose, or merely involved into complexity, it is a device whose true meaning has never been experimentally proven by scientists.

Instead it is through philosophy that we can approach the true meaning of that great mystery inside your cranium. Where do your ideas come from? Do they spontaneously develop inside your brain or are they caused by outside stimuli? Are some people more capable of coming up with creative concepts than others? Why is Bill Gates so rich? All these have eluded you for far too long, but worry not, the answers are arriving.

The human brain itself is incapable of original thought. Yet humans are constantly producing new ideas. Why is this? A principle I like to call "transelocution." The details are far beyond the understanding of laymen, but roughly it is a process by which synapses are induced into growing in unnatural patterns by a subsonic vibration that is constantly present in our atmosphere. The frequency radiates many times in a second, but I have not yet been able to pin down its source. These new synapses are completely unrelated to their predecessors; new ideas are formed when your brain tries to relate these strange new formations to your prior mental geography. It goes without saying that this signal is not of human origin. Perhaps the most fascinating aspect of this discovery is that initial tests seem to indicate that the brain chemistries of certain African tribes and their descendants are the most susceptible to transelocution, while Caucasians are perhaps the least receptive. It would seem that vanilla has been left in the cold. Hopefully the poems will be enough to enrich your understanding now.




And remember the guiding light, lest we forget the glory that be Lemon Party.
Because your blog sucks.
- posted by Odovaucer @ 3:10 PM