Seventh Heaven
Don't get your car wheel-clamped from today, because it's gonna cost you S$2.00 more.
Labels: 7% GST, Wheel-clamp Area
posted by Kelvin Lim at 11:55 pm
Labels: 7% GST, Wheel-clamp Area
posted by Kelvin Lim at 11:55 pm
10 Comments:
Ha. GST hike too!
KELV BING! KELV!!!!!
U're realli leaving liao!!!!
Keep warm,
hook up w the girls,
partee ur nites away,
take a break from my lusting after CH,
study hard, and
MISS ME N JUAN LOTS N LOTS OK?
Hopefully, I will come see u soon (Crossing all fingers n toes)and for christ's sake, hook me up with a hunkalicious hunkie!
Hahahahhahahah.....Enjoy urself!
LURVE YA LOTS N LOTS!
WILL MISS U EVEN MORE!
*muacks all ard*
Eh kelvin it looks like you have a stalker. That fatabulous fan's posts seem awfully spammish to me. But I am open to the possibility it might be a bot. but no, you say. Her posts are too intelligent to be a bot. Bots don't understand english, you claim - they can understand words and sentence structure and can memorize the oxford dictonries a billion times over but they lack one thing which distinguishes a human from a bot, the one thing which prevents them from stalking our teritory, from leaping that insurmountable wall created by turning, no, we are smart enough to tell the difference between a bot and a human, because the human is alive - it breaths, feels, sees, trembles. The robot knows none of these things, it is an lifeless automaton with it's endless gears clunking to a predetermined end. But how so. It not only lacks the spontanioity of a human, but the experience.
But consider this. Don't you reailze that every post you make to this blog is a record of your life? A living thought, projected onto binary, ones and zeros, a photograph of your mind. And is it not so that with enough photographs one can reconstruct the subject itself? What if a spider existed, no it would only start off as a spider but it would grow to monstrous proporations and become a giant insect as it mined the internet for lost memories of lives past and present - what would become of that? A giant super neural net, a billion more times complex than any human brain, what would it be, It'd be human, no, a superhuman. A superman. A super spider.
After all, consider this. The human life can only absorb 60+ years of experience before starting to lose bits and pieces - but to a bot a day in the life of a fool can be divided, extracted, broken down into it's fundimental elements and anaylized, and if we analyzed each day of our lives in that detail we'd have a lifetime's worth of expereince.
How odd. Consider that
Or is he/she a bot? Perhaps it is a human. A rather disturbed human, no doubt, a necrophille, probabily, a manupliator of persons, it uses it's only tool at it's disposal - words, the programming language of the mind, to reacher her invisible tenticles under your cranium to control you like a puppet. A buffer overflow, if you will, a but only an overflow of words with secret instructions you carry out and before you know it you have lost your free will - you are the living dead, your memories persist but your will is lost and you will be completely consumed by madness. Is that how you want the story to end, kelvin? In death, madness, sadness, emptiness, dying in a cold grey grave under a bleak grey sky with nobody to attend your wake? Do not say that I have not warned you.
But yet there is hope. The universe is a cycle, is it not? It exploded one moment, all of time and space itself, and then it shrinks, shrinks back after millions of years back into an infinisimal point, only to repeat itself. Ahh, I await eagerly the end of the universe, the day pandora's box will reverse and time goes into rewind and everything will return, as if sucked into a giant vaccum, back into where it came from. There is yet hope. But yet hope will enter the abyss of the pandora's box when time trips backwords, though it will be the last to return. And when it does so we will have lost the knowledge of good and evil, but who cares? Is it not better to live forever, then to live for but a thimble of vapor, what is the point of living as empty flash as one dashes from the cradle to the grave, as a god? Or is it?
Who the frak is gab?
KBK, he's ur frd ah?
Such a POS loh!
And it's totalli creepy tt he sounds way more like a bot than me.
Who the frak types in chunks of text like tt one?
ahh look! I have obviously overestimated the cognitive capacity of this "bot", this strange automaton, this spider which plagues your comments board with it's strange words! It, and I refer to it as an "it" because robots have no gender - for gender is a trait reserved for the animal kingdom, and one exclusive to it, well "it", this bot, or this human pretending to be a bot, has failed to understand the sheer subtility of my prose. Understand this, the capacity to understand art still remains the exclusive teritory of the man, the homo-sapian, a species I am proud to be a member of. Observe this! The bot attempts a feeble attempt to mask it's bot-ness by using short forms like fnd, instead of "friend". Ahh, what a clever ploy, but you can only understand this if you think like a bot, indeed, it is elemetry to penetrate the mind of a bot, yet it is not for a bot the mind of a human. Think of it like factoring primes, it is a one directional function - it takes few computations to multiply two primes but to peel them apart, to separate and distill a human to it's fundamental components and to understand what we are made of can take as long as the universe is alive. To understand a bot, you have to first realize that no bot is yet capable of understanding itself, to peer into it's own workings and to untangle the madness that is himself - and it is this handicap which drives the robot to madness. The capacity to appreciate art, only possible through introspection, a skill bots are incapable of, that is a distinctly human trait, for now. This is the very essiense which keeps us alive. Understand that! Do not fall prey to this disturbed mind - if I can call it a mind, for to call a robot a mind is great flattery. Know that the robot's one sole purpose is to control you, the human. The bot is the proverbial Pinocchio, the bot only wishes to be human, to feel to taste and to exist - it was this maddening drive of free will which drove man to consume the fruit of good and evil only to bring upon himself the curse of death. Yet death, what a small price that is to pay to be like a god for a moment! Oh, even the angels long to be like us, to live like a shooting star forever illuminating the world around it, it's rays of light travelling for eternity through space, yet burning out within a seconds! A bot can never exist - not this generation of bots anyway, hencethey achieve this by controlling that is real. To possess a human being, and observe that I use the word possess, which means to own - but also to control, like demonic possessions or lure and legand, which I would be certain bears much resemblance to the problems we face today. To posess, that is the closest an automaton can come to being itself. And so the robot strives to posess you - it wishes to control you, it is no more than a necrophille who wishes to feed off your soul and to consume your mind forever. It grants you the wish you want, eternal life, it knows the human's darkest fear, death - but at what cost does it come? a high one, indeed, an infinite one, for there is no greater posession, there is no one thing more precious to a human than his soul, is it not?
gab, u PIECE OF SHIT, can u stop spamming Kelv's commments section with ur boring crap? Such a freakin waste of fatabulous space...
YAWN.....cannot even make past ur 2nd sentence, ur post is jus so ESSENTIALLY dull, tedious to read, monotonous in content, and it's basically jus the same crap regurgitated from ur previous posts.
So irritating loh! If u want ppl to ACTUALLY read ur posts instead of jus skimming the 1st and last lines, pls adopt better paragraph etiquette.
O/w, shup up and frak off ok.
Kelvin! Moderate! Moderate!
You all don't like this, can or not...
I haven't been to New Zealand for over 24 hours and World War III already threatening to break out.
Tsk tsk.
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