Blind, Henry Bemis felt the cold, hard, floor for books he could not possibly read. The least one can do is to stack them and show that someone in this lonely world still cares for books.
After walking and crawling for what seemed like miles, feeling the pages of every book just in case it was braille, Henry Bemis found what he was looking for.
Sadly, Henry Bemis could not read Braille.
"Why, It's just like a cryptogram" he said to himself.
Only, Cryptograms are much harder when you can't see them to review.
The words the, and, I, a, are all helpful to any cryptogram, but how to tell the word THE from the word AND, how to guess if the single letter word was I or A, and all without being able to look over notes or see any markings one might make, how to use the context of the sentence that is the crux of cryptograms when all you can read is one letter at a time, and without even knowing which letter it was.
weeks passed with no success, months passed, and Henry Bemis lost all hope of translating, was simply running his fingers over the Braille as a child looks at the letters he can't read, as a foreigner listens intently to the language he can't understand.
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could it be? Yes it could. There is only one six letter word with that letter pattern. PEOPLE.
"people, people, it was PEOPLE!" Bemis screamed, having been given a second chance, a Rosetta Stone, the first word he had read since his glasses broke.
Bemis now had four letters, P, O, L, and E. with this breakthrough, he could slowly begin to read Braille.
Henry Bemis, a man who hated people, a man who abandoned people for books, is now saved by PEOPLE; for in such ways work... The Twilight Zone!
*home made pizza, made with ingredients purchased at a store is fucking gross. This is a fact. *those pizza lunchables many of us had as children were awesome, this is also a fact. *you can buy pizza crusts, loose mozzarella cheese blends, and Tombstone sauce at an average grocery store. This, lastly, is a fact as well.
Thus, you should:
*buy the aforementioned items *make a lunchable pizza the size of a regular pizza *flip off any who would judge you
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
(obligatory mention of how us Ohiofolk use provolone on pizza and not mozzarella)
Homemade pizza tastes, at best, like nothing. It is like eating cheesy air.
Lunchable pizzas--don't get me wrong, taste nothing like real pizza--but at least they are a good food.
i am really sorry
but
how is it that nobody in your home can make a pizza
it's not exactly rocket science?
It's not us. For a long time I thought it was but I've had homemade pizza at others' houses too, and the fact remains that from what I have seen and more importantly tasted, good homemade pizza is impossible to achieve.
Homemade pizza tastes, at best, like nothing. It is like eating cheesy air.
Lunchable pizzas--don't get me wrong, taste nothing like real pizza--but at least they are a good food.
i am really sorry
but
how is it that nobody in your home can make a pizza
it's not exactly rocket science?
It's not us. For a long time I thought it was but I've had homemade pizza at others' houses too, and the fact remains that from what I have seen and more importantly tasted, good homemade pizza is impossible to achieve.
...
all you need is an oven that goes up to 500, a baking peel & stone... you don't even need anything special?
seriously my dad makes the best deep dish pizza, it has these artichoke hearts and it is just completely =w=
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
My mother makes homemade pizza I quite like
She uses Mexican chorizo instead of Italian sausage, gives it a nice spiciness
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I used to be kind of afraid of Lee because she is a former Mormon, and there are a lot of former Mormons on the Internet that are really bitter towards Mormonism; and so many blogs and sites like exmormon; the recovery from Mormonism website.
This is, of course, silly, as Lee is one of the most gentle and nice people and is about as scary as musty styrofoam.
Lesson learned: people are nicer than you think, give them a chance.
Podcast styled as a local radio station for a weird Twin Peaks style town somewhere in the south.
oh
that sounds kind of interesting actually
you should also try The Thrilling Adventure hour, which is a Podcast styled as an old radio station; and it is hilarious. It also has guest stars like Nathan Filion or however you spell his name.
Cactoid Jim is one of the greatest characters ever.
It's like putting Bowser on a slice of toast and then selling the eel to a goomba.
Imagine living beneath the waves with a strong-sighted blessing of most excellent fabric. Holding the fabric over your gills, you would begin to breathe-drink its warp and weft. Though the plantmatter fibers imbue your soul, the wretched plankton would pollute the cloth until it stank to heavens of prophecy. This is one manner in which the Scrolls first came to pass, but are we the sea, or the breather, or the fabric? Or are we the breath itself?
Can we flow through the Scrolls as knowledge flows through, being the water, or are we the stuck morass of sea-filth that gathers on the edge?
Imagine, again, this time but different. A bird cresting the wind is lifted by a gust and downed by a stone. But the stone can come from above, if the bird is upside down. Where, then, did the gust come from? And which direction? Did the gods send either, or has the bird decreed their presence by her own mindmaking?
The all-sight of the Scrolls makes a turning of the mind such that relative positions are absolute in their primacy.
I ask you again to imagine for me. This time you are beneath the ground, a tiny acorn planted by some well-meaning elf-maiden of the woodlands for her pleasure. You wish to grow but fear what you may become, so you push off the water, the dirt, the sun, to stay in your hole. But it is in the very pushing that you become a tree, in spite of yourself. How did that happen?
The acorn is a kind of tree-egg in this instance, and the knowledge is water and sun. We are the chicken inside the egg, but also the dirt. The knowledge from the Scrolls is what we push against to become full-sighted ourselves.
One final imagining before your mind closes from the shock of ever-knowing. You are now a flame burning bright blue within a vast emptiness. In time you see your brothers and sisters, burnings of their own in the distance and along your side. A sea of pinpoints, a constellation of memories. Each burns bright, then flickers. Then two more take its place but not forever lest the void fills with rancid light that sucks the thought.
Each of our minds is actually the emptiness, and the learnings of the Scrolls are the pinpoints. Without their stabbing light, my consciousness would be as a vast nothingness, unknowing its emptiness as a void is unknowing of itself. But the burnings are dangerous, and must be carefully tended and minded and brought to themselves and spread to their siblings.
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After walking and crawling for what seemed like miles, feeling the pages of every book just in case it was braille, Henry Bemis found what he was looking for.
Sadly, Henry Bemis could not read Braille.
"Why, It's just like a cryptogram" he said to himself.
Only, Cryptograms are much harder when you can't see them to review.
But he had time.
All the time in the world.
weeks passed with no success, months passed, and Henry Bemis lost all hope of translating, was simply running his fingers over the Braille as a child looks at the letters he can't read, as a foreigner listens intently to the language he can't understand.
\~*\#~
\~*\#~
\~*\#~
\~*\#~
\~*\#~
\~*\#~
could it be? Yes it could. There is only one six letter word with that letter pattern. PEOPLE.
"people, people, it was PEOPLE!" Bemis screamed, having been given a second chance, a Rosetta Stone, the first word he had read since his glasses broke.
Bemis now had four letters, P, O, L, and E. with this breakthrough, he could slowly begin to read Braille.
Henry Bemis, a man who hated people, a man who abandoned people for books, is now saved by PEOPLE; for in such ways work... The Twilight Zone!
[[SincerityMode Thank you, Tucker.]]
*home made pizza, made with ingredients purchased at a store is fucking gross. This is a fact.
*those pizza lunchables many of us had as children were awesome, this is also a fact.
*you can buy pizza crusts, loose mozzarella cheese blends, and Tombstone sauce at an average grocery store. This, lastly, is a fact as well.
Thus, you should:
*buy the aforementioned items
*make a lunchable pizza the size of a regular pizza
*flip off any who would judge you
intense wrong
Homemade pizza tastes, at best, like nothing. It is like eating cheesy air.
Lunchable pizzas--don't get me wrong, taste nothing like real pizza--but at least they are a good food.
Sometimes I eat these kinda frozen pizzas that I just have to heat up
they're pretty ok
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
This is, of course, silly, as Lee is one of the most gentle and nice people and is about as scary as musty styrofoam.
Lesson learned: people are nicer than you think, give them a chance.
you should also try The Thrilling Adventure hour, which is a Podcast styled as an old radio station; and it is hilarious. It also has guest stars like Nathan Filion or however you spell his name.
Cactoid Jim is one of the greatest characters ever.