Dovina
replying on Guinness by Dovina
28 Nov 2004, 9:19 AM
I pity his wife and would like to be one of his friends at the pub.
That the poem pursues knowledge by logical means rather that empirical means makes it philosophical.
I accept that:-
p: I said I love you
p: you said you love me
c: we are in love
is flawed. However it is still an attempt at philosophical enquiry and is set out as such. The correct conclusion would be we say we are in love.
Also you are especially thick for suggesting that the single line argument 'snow is green' tells us 'snow is green' to be false.
You are very thick. Logic *isn't* part of philosophy. It's a class of symbol manipulation systems only some of which are sometimes used in philosophy. There are many logics that are used solely in non-philosophical subjects. In other words, 'doing logic' does not mean you are 'doing philosophy'. Not only did you not understand what I said, you still don't know what logic is. That's why I deleted that comment, because I anticipated this colossal gush of idiocy.
You also utterly don't understand what premises and conclusions are, probably because you can't read. Where has Dovina 'put forward' the premise "I love you"? SHE HASN'T. SHE HAS ONLY SAID THAT SHE SAID "I LOVE YOU."
Since you're thick, you won't understand. So here's an example. Compare these two.
1. Snow is green.
2. I said "Snow is green."
The first is false, the second is true. That's because in the first I am putting forward the premise that snow is green, but in the second I am simply reporting that I said that snow is green.
Dovina is simply reporting that she said and realised a series of things. She is not putting those things forward. Please think about this until you understand it, because otherwise you will post more wrong things.
my favorite of all of yours.
not quite as diabolical as the others.
and very full of imagery...
nice.
i actually like it.
you've got my 9.
that's a bit talented.
it's still freaking disgusting.
attempt something clean, please.
it's much easier to write freak-of-nature poetry than it is ordinary poetry...
it cuts half of the vocabulary out when you can't use perverted language.
blindwriter
on Open my bum Oh Lord (Museheart parody) By Jesus Niggerstein by Bachus
28 Nov 2004, 2:33 AM
this is very disgusting.
any idiot can amuse the ants of the world by being a diabolical freak.
try something challenging.
morbidly unamusing.
SEEK OUT A NOVEL THEME! Don't be squelched by the waters of cliche! I know it's a temptation to resort to EASY, readymade topics...but it's not good.
Very nice imagery, though. You've got my six.
Thanks. I will work on making it have more depth.
No...Just bruise easily. Wasn't mistreated.
The getting of sexual pleasure from being mistreated, or hurt physically or otherwise by a partner is not something I can understand, but neither is lot of what goes on for pleasure. The way she describes the bruises on her legs sounds like kicking or blows of some kind. “love bruises” – okay, whatever turns her on.
It starts out on a good path, but wanders into netherland, losing focus.
because they are 'love bruises'.
Just out of interest what exactly will you be suing for.
p: I love you
p: you love me
c: we are in love.
Premises and conclusion. The first few lines of the poem seem almost written in notation form. Also it is a bit late to call me thick having had to remove one of your own postings because it said something like 'you are thick, logic is not part of philosophy'. Jesus, if poemranker were a rock group, you would be the drummer.
Input error line #1671. Robots can not be given human feeling before being given human language.
A fine bedtime image of childhood.
TOO. CALAMITY. Microsoft(C) Word Spell Checker.
So much angst. I'm glad you found a way to vent: bitching, and calling it poetry. Good try! 1!
If you don't like this site, then you might consider departing. The poetry on your own site (and before you accuse me of being riled enough by you to visit your home page, let me say that I went to see what sort of stuff you liked) is the pinnacle of shit. Once again, instead of spewing your verbal excrement all over the site, leave if you don't like it. The only reason why you'd stay if you don't like it is to be a malicious flamer. A sad symptom of boredom. Without further ado I suggest that you go back to your third rate porn and, if you like, continue to masturbate in pining for your ex that left you 3 years ago. No one will miss you.
With that said, I will now edit my poem