Who Are You and What is Your Spiritual Purpose?

[BicycleTree]

Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?

 

[Smurf]

Yes

Yes
Yes
Yes

 

[StarGazer92]

What you talkin bout Willis?
What you talkin bout Willis?
What you talkin bout Willis?

 

[Huckleberry]

I am Jacks raging bile duct.
Why do I bother?
Why do I bother?
Why do I bother?

 

[StarGazer92]

I am Jacks raging bile duct.
Why do I bother?
Why do I bother?
Why do I bother?

I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't know.

 

[BicycleTree]

IF you know who you are, you know why you bother!

 

[StarGazer92]

No good can come from this...

 

[Huckleberry]

IF you know who you are, you know why you bother!

Actually I didn't type that. I was clearing my throat and began hacking violently. A nasty looking, viscous, black splotch of bile matter sprang from my mouth and deposited itself upon the keyboard. It typed out the message, hit enter, and returned to my standard position hovering near the new post button. I didn't even notice until I saw that I had a post in this thread. Imagine how surprised I was to find that my bilous friend had deceived me. I think I'll keep him in a jar and call him George.

 

[Danger]

I think I'll keep him in a jar and call him George.

Gonna hock up another one and name him Dick?

 

[Rabid]

No, who am I?

 

[BicycleTree]

It's multiple choice:
a. Fred Flintstone
b. Menelaus son of Atreus
c. Edward Teller
d. Musicians

 

[Huckleberry]

Gonna hock up another one and name him Dick?

Let's hope not. I'm sure Dick can hock up enough George's of his own to supply the US for another 4 years. The extras get sent to Area 51 bile storage facility were they keep them in liquid nitrogen in case of an airborne invasion by Soviet clones that have been incubating in Earth orbit since the cold war.

 

[Huckleberry]

It's multiple choice:
a. Fred Flintstone
b. Menelaus son of Atreus
c. Edward Teller
d. Musicians

I choose option e. Agamemnon son of Peleus. You can't have it. It's mine. I claimed it first.

 

[Moonbear]

It's multiple choice:
a. Fred Flintstone
b. Menelaus son of Atreus
c. Edward Teller
d. Musicians

e. all of the above.

Oh, wait, Huck already claimed e. Then:
f. none of the above.

 

[Danger]

The extras get sent to Area 51 bile storage facility were they keep them in liquid nitrogen

That's nuts! Everyone knows that liquid nitrogen causes brain damage!

Oh... wait...

 

[hypatia]

I am you, and you are me, and we all together...


I am the walrus

 

[Math Is Hard]

Actually I didn't type that. I was clearing my throat and began hacking violently. A nasty looking, viscous, black splotch of bile matter sprang from my mouth and deposited itself upon the keyboard. It typed out the message, hit enter, and returned to my standard position hovering near the new post button. I didn't even notice until I saw that I had a post in this thread. Imagine how surprised I was to find that my bilous friend had deceived me. I think I'll keep him in a jar and call him George.

oh please! I WISH you'd hit the keyboard. It actually landed on my fries (or chips or pommes frites or whatever the kids are calling them these days)
http://www.os42.com/wp-images/mushypeas.jpg

 

[zoobyshoe]

What did Math google to find that image? "Phlem-like globs"?
I'm not sure I'm comfortable with the fact she had any idea where to start.

 

[Rabid]

I am you, and you are me, and we all together...


I am the walrus

Uh oh, who gave hypatia a copy of 'What the Bleep'?

 

[Danger]

What did Math google to find that image? "Phlem-like globs"?

That's Brewnog's post of 'mushy peas'.

 

[Huckleberry]

What did Math google to find that image? "Phlem-like globs"?
I'm not sure I'm comfortable with the fact she had any idea where to start.

Those are peas. She took it from the healthy breakfast thread that brewnog started a few days ago. How it got there I have no idea.

Kind of looks like a healthy wad o' bile. But mine was black and had a glisteny, stretchable, goupy texture, and its name was George.

Almost like this little guy.
http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:pm-BH7pzQYoJ:lorry.org/Misc/Deadthings/20030527-bile.jpg

 

[Danger]

Almost like this little guy.
http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:pm-BH7pzQYoJ:lorry.org/Misc/Deadthings/20030527-bile.jpg

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Just what in the hell is that?

 

[Huckleberry]

Just what in the hell is that?

I'm not sure. I did a search for bile on google images and picked that one out of a site called 'deadthings.' Is it a bile duct? Maybe some sort of bean hoax? It just reminded me of George.

 

[Danger]

Is it a bile duct?

Maybe... I've never seen one. If that's a regular floor tile that it's sitting on, then it's about 3-4 inches around. Maybe a seriously diseased appendix? I don't have time to try digging up the right medical text right now, and I'm not sure if any of mine have pictures of something like that or not.

 

[brewnog]

That's what I imagine a gall bladder to look like.

 

[matthyaouw]

I know precisely who I am. The question is, BT, who on Earth are you?

 

[BicycleTree]

It's a deep question. Most people act on their born impulses, like automata acting out their mechanism. Knowing who you are is much more than knowing your name, where you work, what you like. It is a case of the machine understanding its own principle.

 

[Pengwuino]

Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?

no, my mommy won't tell me

 

[franznietzsche]

I am Jacks raging bile duct.
Why do I bother?
Why do I bother?
Why do I bother?

damn, beat me to it. bastard.

 

[kaos]

U people on crack??

 

[BicycleTree]

I'm sure the two of you can play nicely and take turns with the bile duct costume.

 

[kaos]

I got to get some of what u people be smoking.

 

[Huckleberry]

no, my mommy won't tell me

It's okay. I'm the milkman's kid too.

damn, beat me to it. bastard.

That I am. I am the milkman's kid. I am, I am.

I got to get some of what u people be smoking.

Drugs are bad, M'kay.

 

[JamesU]

Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?

I'm the one that's better than you

 

[BicycleTree]

Better at what? Being short?

By the way, this would be a time to get one thing straight. There are four "DYKWYR"'s, not three. The title was counted as one of them.
"Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?"

 

[klusener]

I know I am me.

 

[BicycleTree]

"me" is a very vague concept--it enables you to point to the object in question (you), but it doesn't require a full knowledge of what that object is.

 

[Jimmy Snyder]

I am Jimmy Snyder.

I came in second in the 1939 Indy 500.
http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/wire?section=auto&id=2071778

I am a bookmaker, sport commentator, and author.
http://www.gambling-systems.com/novelbooks.html

My band (Palomino Riders) was nominated for Band of the year (Non-Touring) by the Academy of Country Music in 1981.
http://www.goldderby.com/lostmind/year/1981/1981acma.htm

I played the part of a male stripper in the movie Terminator 3


I managed the Mariners in 1988.
http://scores.seattletimes.nwsource.com/default.asp?c=seatimes&page=mlb/teams/DIRECT038.htm

 

[Kakarot]

I am vengeance
I am the knight
I am Batman

 

[Huckleberry]

Why do I bother?

Better at what? Being short?

By the way, this would be a time to get one thing straight. There are four "DYKWYR"'s, not three. The title was counted as one of them.
"Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?
Do you know who you are?"

Why do I bother?
Why do I bother?
Why do I bother?

I am Jack's complete lack of surprise.

 

[JamesU]

this thread is stupid
this thread is stupid
this thread is stupid
this thread is stupid

 

[zoobyshoe]

In the book Two Years Before The Mast a guy signs up on a merchant ship. The ship is run by the First Mate and the Captain only comes out of his cabin on rare occasions to lecture and yell at the assembled crew. Apparently he's crazy because his "lectures" always seem to crescendo to the point where he yells:

"I'm JohnnyCake Johnny! That's what I am! I'm JohnnyCake Johnny!"

For the rest of the voyage, whenever they wanted to crack each other up, they'd lean over and whisper in someone's ear; "I'm JohnnyCake Johnny! That's what I am! I'm JohnnyCake Johnny!"

I think, though, that maybe Bicycle Tree actually says this to himself in the mirror, in earnest tones, whenever he's getting ready to start a new thread here.

 

[BicycleTree]

I think you're all being pretty unfair. I am talking about the quest for self-knowledge. It's not a silly thing.

I think that deep in your hearts you understand that you don't really know who you are, and it makes you uncomfortable when someone points out you have far to go before you reach knowledge of yourself and your spiritual purpose.

 

[zoobyshoe]

I think you're all being pretty unfair. I am talking about the quest for self-knowledge. It's not a silly thing.

It's multiple choice:
a. Fred Flintstone
b. Menelaus son of Atreus
c. Edward Teller
d. Musicians

I think that deep in your hearts you understand that you don't really know who you are, and it makes you uncomfortable when someone points out you have far to go before you reach knowledge of yourself and your spiritual purpose.

And it makes you comfortable to think you've made someone else uncomfortable.

 

[Artman]

I think you're all being pretty unfair. I am talking about the quest for self-knowledge. It's not a silly thing.

I think that deep in your hearts you understand that you don't really know who you are, and it makes you uncomfortable when someone points out you have far to go before you reach knowledge of yourself and your spiritual purpose.

You are not asking us to know ourselves, you are asking us to tell others about ourselves, or more so, who we really are. This is harder to do.

I have a pretty fair grasp of who I am. In fact I get into this question very deeply because I am an artistic person in a scientific field. My approach to this situation is unique in my office and I have to keep in perspective who I am.

Then there is the fact that we are human beings not human doings, so how much of who we are is what we do?

 

[Jimmy Snyder]

It's not a silly thing.

Have you read 'The Apology of Socrates" by Plato? I'll give a short synopsis for those who haven't.

The oracle at Delphi says "No one knows more than Socrates". Socrates says "This cannot be, for I know nothing." Upon further investigation, Socrates realizes what the oracle meant: Socrates knows one thing, namely he knows that he doesn't know anything. Some people know less than Socrates because they don't know this one thing, but as the oracle said, no one knows more. The citizens of Athens then vote to execute Socrates for corrupting the youth.

As a skeptic, I try to know as little as possible, but I am not in Socrates' league. Even so, I think that trying to know who I am is indeed a silly thing. If it makes you feel any better, at least I am on speaking terms with myself.

 

[Danger]

you have far to go before you reach knowledge of yourself and your spiritual purpose.

I have no spiritual purpose; I'm here because the weeds need the carbon dioxide.*

Besides, there are other people that I'd far rather get to know than me. (Courtney Love, for instance, is rather intriquing.)

*© Johnny Hart