Intergalactic Summit

For somebody who does a lot of thinking, you're not very good at it.

Experience of pain itself does nothing, pain only shows which part of the body is malfunctioning.
Also, if you can feel pain, it means that you are still alive.

You see, pain can be totally ignored, if you are fighting. Only physical destruction and incapacitating of the enemy makes sense.

Dammit man, I'm supposed to disagree with everything you write and object to your very existence on principle. You're not supposed to make me laugh!

Not really. Vomiting out a bunch of incoherent, disconnected and disjointed thoughts onto a page hardly qualifies as entertaining or thoughtful. In Noh's case it's a simple case of egomania run rampant.

P.S. "Little moron Annie"? Is that the best such a great mind as yours can come up with Noh? Seriously? I had kids back in primary school come up with better epithets than that. I'm very disappointed in you. Maybe pass the job along to one of your minions. They likely have a greater capacity for creativity and humor. Actually, that's a given as they associate with you.

Veiki darling you say the sweetest things! Annie, sweetheart, it had to be a label that even the least talented tool in that corporate tool shed could remember, and clearly it was.

Nauplius!

I suspected that the right frequency crystal would reveal a parallel wavelength.

After all, your forceful observation that Amarr had become a big ball of accommodating Meh is what shook me from my bitter torpor. Why, to listen to some of the "theological" arguments raised against you, I would think - and I am a Thinker - that I was in a room full of Gallidoodle lawyers insisting my private prisons include Sisters of EVE "conscience counselors." Yes, yes, I am in complete compliance with all contractual obligations. Immediately after visiting the paddle room, terrorists are allowed to speak to their "conscience counselor" about their relationship with a "greater spiritual force" for ten minutes.

What unmitigated crud.

Anyway... it is true that I am not, myself, really in the sacrifice a million slaves at once business. I would separate out the Sebbie underwear models for myself and then settle the rest in various hangar tenements and colonial grids to see what develops.

My interpretation of God's Will is that we Reclaim the Universe by increasing our understanding over it.

Observing human interactions under carefully controlled and carefully not controlled circumstances, for which slaves are ideal, increases understanding and thereby Reclaims pieces of the Universe. Now of course, your mass sacrifice provoked heated debate, heated debate increases understanding, and consequently, even by my interpretation (which I suspect differs from your own), your action has Reclaimed pieces of the Universe.

Such is the Beauty of God: there are many ways.

In the instant case, I am interested in mysteries held within the ruins of our civilization's center. Ironically, the center of civilization appears to be "claimed" (for lack of a better term) by those special types who prefer speaking in terms of misogyny, parentage, and sexual preference - as I recall, an instance of such "contributed" to your debate, derailing it for a short time into inane stupidity. Clearly the work of that Deceiver fellow.

So. It is not enough to simply play spaceship footsies with the occupants of Civilization's Center. It is necessary to engage on terms which they despise, thereby encouraging them to find somewhere else to be, and allowing that which truly matters - Increased Understanding - to proceed apace.

And what that breed truly despises is length.

Even "killing" that kind only means the body comes right back. I'm sure you've had much experience with this in the gaining and losing and gaining and losing and gaining and losing of contested systems. But Time doesn't come back. That breed overestimates the value of its time enormously. "Wasting" a large amount of it, for no frequent flyer mileage points, is much more effective at changing long-term behavior than any other form of combat.

Meanwhile, Increased Understanding develops just fine while fending off buzzing wasps.

With respect to hulls that might be most appropriate for such an enterprise, I adore the State, and my Nighthawk, and would never suggest that only gleaming golden phallic battleships could pull it off. Of course, I also adore gleaming golden phallic battleships. And drones. And electronic warfare. And neutralizers. I'm not so worried about warp disruption because if the precious little twits fly away and come back, they are only wasting more of their own time while Understanding Increases apace.

With respect to formal structure, there are advantages to a single entity in shared purpose. However, there are also advantages to multiple distinct entities in undecipherable local spikes. I am, as always, Open Minded.

Anyway! The correspondence thus far has been fabulous. Kisses to everyone! Muah! Muah!

Despite the popular outrage that sometimes arises in this forum, the majority of capsuleers seem to find that time is all day, every day; that place is everywhere. Most aspects of our capsuleer economy directly fuel violence in space, and the most notable capsuleer events are that violence. But most of that is not actually done for a meaningful purpose, especially among the powerful nullsec blocs: one does a thing because one's group is doing it, not because one feels some connection to the specific act. The folks who post on the IGS, whether impotently sputtering their discontent or ineffectually pounding their chests, are at least pursuing personal opinions or investment.