Showing posts with label Dumb Moronic People. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dumb Moronic People. Show all posts

Friday, July 18, 2008

Interview with a medium, the tough questions...


For some reason I read this interview with a psychic(oops, I mean medium...) and I am struck by the inanity of the questions. So here are questions I would like to put to this lady if I ever meet her. Feel free to add to these questions.

1. You say that the dead have memories of life, but also they do not have physical form. How is this possible, when the storing of memory appears to be linked to the physical structure of the brain? An example would be brain damage leading to memory loss. Wouldn't death be the ultimate brain damage?

2. You say that the dead have no physical form, yet also say they have tried to have sex with you(seriously?). How is this possible when sex is a physical act?

3. Do you see them with your eyes or hear them with your ears? If not, why do you say they appear to you in clothes?

4. If the dead don't have the 5 senses(as you claim) how can a dimensional choice(whatever that means), involve something like wonderful music or beautiful scenery?

Ultimately it seems like this sort of reality is exceptionally complex and improbable. What seems far more likely is people like this lady are so full of shit, they can't help having it come out of their mouths.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Superstitious Garbage


A Girl with no face.
My name is Ofelia Heras. Im 16 yearsold. Im a murderer. I have no face.When you look at me youll dieimmediately.You have 900 seconds torepost this or I will visit you tonight.
All misspellings and grammatical errors preserved.

I really dislike this stuff. I know it's stupid, and everyone knows it's stupid, but then why do I see it so often? Do people really rationally think it's dumb, but repost it, "Just in case"? Personally I have invited the retribution of the girl with no face(unless this post counts), Clowns with bloody knives, Old Women with sharp teeth, as well as countless curses to my love life. Nothing has ever come of it. I have recited bloody mary to the bathroom mirror, Broken mirrors, and personally invited the wrath of god. Oh, let's not forget, I point out rainbows every time I see them.

So I would like to declare myself the tester of superstitions. If anyone wants to test a curse, have someone spend a night in a haunted house, or anything that they might be a little cautious about doing themselves, but is not something to be rationally worried about, I am happy to try! I would love to show nothing happens, and if it does happen, I would be happy just to find that out(no matter how horrible it was).
Would anyone like to buy a paper declaring my soul is sold to them for five bucks?