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Originally posted by Aliensun
reply to post by Wonderer2012
Let's have it both ways. They see the future, more or less, and it becomes an agenda with them.
I mean, if you believe (no exact proof) your mother-in-law sneaks into your dope box every time she can, would you have agenda developed around that?
The first rule of Fight Club is: You do not talk about Fight Club. The second rule of Fight Club is: You do not talk about Fight Club. Third rule of Fight Club: someone yells stop, goes limp, taps out, the fight is over. Fourth rule: only two guys to a fight. Fifth rule: one fight at a time, fellas. Sixth rule: no shirts, no shoes. Seventh rule: fights will go on as long as they have to. And the eighth and final rule: if this is your first night at Fight Club, you have to fight.
Self-improvement is masturbation. Now, self-destruction …
Man, I see in Fight Club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see it squandered. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables – slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy # we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our great war is a spiritual war. Our great depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars, but we won't. We're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.
In the world I see – you're stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You'll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You'll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. And when you look down, you'll see tiny figures pounding corn, laying strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of some abandoned superhighway.
Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.
It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.
You are not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
Hi, you're gonna call off your rigorous investigation. You're gonna publicly state that there is no underground group, or, these guys are gonna take your balls. They're gonna send one to the New York Times, one to the LA Times, press release style. Look, the people you are after are the people you depend on: we cook your meals, we haul your trash, we connect your calls, we drive your ambulances, we guard you while you sleep. Do not with us.
The things you own end up owning you.
You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you, never wanted you, in all probability he hates you. It's not the worst thing that could happen.
Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.
If we are God's unwanted children, so be it!
First you've gotta know, not fear, know, that someday you're gonna die."
WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! Ok, you are now firing a gun at your 'imaginary friend' near 400 GALLONS OF NITROGLYCERINE!
I look like you wanna look, I like you wanna , I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I'm free in all the ways that you are not.
We're consumers. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty, these things don't concern me. What concerns me are celebrity magazines, television with 500 channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra.
Originally posted by eccentriclady
I find this very thought provoking, due to the fact that I have on occasion practiced visulization to attempt to change things in my life. The outcome for me has been positive 75 % of the time.
Perhaps rather than causeing my life to change dramatically, (happened the first time I used visulization) I was actually seeing the future, without realising it.
In my opinion, this is the chicken and the egg question all over again. Can imagining something cause it to happen, or was it going to happen come what may, but some people experience a mental "bleed through" from future history, so it is somewhere within their subconcious and is then expressed in an artistic manner?
It might be about the soullessness of corporate America or the moral vacuum of consumerism. There's enough obvious Nazi imagery in it to argue that it's a metaphor for the rise of National Socialism.
Originally posted by Wonderer2012
Originally posted by Aliensun
reply to post by Wonderer2012
Let's have it both ways. They see the future, more or less, and it becomes an agenda with them.
I mean, if you believe (no exact proof) your mother-in-law sneaks into your dope box every time she can, would you have agenda developed around that?
I just find it amazing people aren't interested in the 'whys'.
You have a TV show from 2000 that shows in the opening credits the twin towers sinking into the ground. They then sunk in reality just a year later.
You have a music album from June 2001 showing people orchestrating explosions that are the same heights as the plane impacts- even the varying height impacts, and the image was almost exactly the same as 9/11.
These two examples are beyond coincidence.
Don't people wonder WHY?