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A Treatise on the Existentialist Philosophies of Kierkegaard and Heidegger in Macross 7 Final Battle

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Original @ Jan 16 2010.  needless to say, pretty much murdered the thread… also, in related news. anyways back to the show.

It takes just a single song of Rock N Roll…

I’m so very glad that there’s finally an existentialism thread here in the LF cool forum. Existentialism is like, wow, just so cool. Yeah this, yeah, this is the place where its at, you got the hoppin’ crowd here, that there Fyador Postoevsky, Mr. Kirkegard of course, Jonathon Larson, Hidedigger, my fav lil Applehead, and of course the transcendent spiritual force behind that that epic anime adventure, Macross 7. Who could forget their magnum opus, A Voice Reaching Across the Galaxy, where our hero Basara confronts the all-consuming nihilism of The Other HEAD-ON with the full glory of the human spirit? Here, we have truely the artistic companion of Being and Time and Nothingness – the most beautiful depiction of the actualization of Dasein and the will to impose existence before essence in a superdouble catchphrase whammy-jammy for the ages!
BA-SA-RA

http://www.blinkx.com/watch-video/m…kyxRt2dhrFwxMpg

Lucky for you the link above is in high def and subbed beautifully… but here’s a youtube as not to break up the flow of this post…  jump to around 14:00 in the HD video or 5:00 in the embedded youtube and prepare to read some backstory…

Echoing away in-to the sky…

What we have here, oh dear oh dear, is quite a problem. Lord Geppelnich, leader of the a high-flying weaponoid aliens called protodevilin, has hatched a plot to absorb all Spiritia in the Macross region in order to use it to power a sort of biblical paradise for his people. (although they aren’t really people, but protodevilin) Sounds like a pretty evil plan, but, you see, like humans, the Protodevilin need to Spiritia Energy to live, the life force energy generated by human life, but not by protodevilin life.  sounds like quite a sticky pckle if you ask me.

Our wayward hero, the famous pacifist musician Basara, chart-topping hunk, is humanity’s greatest weapon. At the start of the series, a rich eccentric leaves him a giantic ultra-advanced battle gear piloted with an electric guitar-hero controller, well, just because he was such a big fan. Everyone was, like, WTF???? Why should this retard grasshat have control of one of mankind’s most powerful weapons?? But, it turns out, unbeknownst to all, that not only is Basara, like, the best pilot in the history of EVAR, but also that Basara’s music generates a Spirita energy so powerful and so pure that the protodevilin just can’t handle it.  …sorta like me when i get a big glass of chocolate weed milk.A nyways so there you have it.

Look off into the light of dawn…

here, we, at the climax. Basara and the human forces assault Geppelnich’s fortress (actually a fittingy MONSTEROUS transformation of Geppelnich himself.) They sing for the people… but something goes wrong… REALL WRONG. The spiritia absorbion has passed a critical limit, oh no – TOO MUCH SPIRITIA!!! – accidentally creating a sort of spiritia black hole that threatens to engulf the entire universe!  GEPPELNICH IS THE ALL-CONSUMING NIHILISM OF tHE oTHER MADE FLESH.

and soon all your troubles start to…

aahHH~h… so powerful… The humans cannot stand this ever more brutal assault. They sing, but they sing not just to sing, but because they see basara sing…. and then there’s basara too, but he sings not because he can see himself sing, but because the others see him singing. “Love will saaave, the world” – um ya right, just keep tellin yourself that sweetharts. Now slowly the singing fades away, melting away, you could say in fact, to that cackling madness of the awful horrible no-good inauthentic life, that “bad faith” of derived control of the Other’s Other…

MELT ALL AWAY…

The persona of Basara too melts all away. He is alone now, left with only his oldest, truest memory of his self – his oldest, truest desire. Here, severed from the universe and his physical body, he is confronted with the mountain, that gaddanged, ever-mountainous mountain, that which could be so large yet so fleeting.. what is it? what is this mountain?? why must i sing to the mountain?? why do i play my guitar! ahhhH~~ , alone with the mountain!  at last i understands! I SING TO THE MOUNTAIN BECAUSE ITS A MOUNTAIN AND I SING! I PLAY MY GUITAR TO MAKE IT MOVE! ITS GOTTA MOVE!!! BECAUSE BASARA! IS BECOMING! MOVEMENT!!!

<h1><font color={“rED”?>GTODAY IMG GONNA MAKE YOU MVOe !!!!!!!!![b?]

NOW LISTEN TO MHY SONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DASEIN LIVES~!!!~ A RESOUNDING GLORY AS SUNG BY THE EFFLORESCENT BLOOM ~!!!~ RE-EMERGING RECURSIVELY INTO ITSE ~!!! ~ELF IS AN EBULLIEN!~T AND PER~HAPS EVEN !!! VIOLENT BIRTH !!~~~!!!!~~!!! A  FULLY ENGAGED PERSPECTIVE oN DASEIN CAN ASSERT ITS DESIRE TO LIVE WITHIN THE UNIVERSE IN THE HERE AND NOW!!!~~!!!!! ONLY DASE!IN CAN LEAP PAST THE EM!PTINESS OF THE HUMAN CON!SCIOUSNESS BY HIS FREECHOICE ALONE!@!!!! BASARA HAS REMEMBE!RED WHO HE IS – HE IS BECOMING MOVE~MENT! AND SO HE MOVES! NOW LISTEN TO HIS SONG!

AaaHHHAHhhH~~~ NO!!! What’s this? Basara’s physical body was too far damaged from the previous attack! Now, But what’s this? We’re moving sofast now!We’re saved! Dasein expands to the whole of the environment, of course it cannot be bound by physical restraints! DASEIN IS BEING THERE, and by there, I mean where it is! A being is everywhere it is engaged, both the physical environment and the social mind. Sivil, a confused protodevilin fascinated with Basara’s joyful song, in an ephiphany, has finally understood this source of Basara’s power, and that she too can sing her own song, and that she too can create spiritia energy! So here she is! She arrives just in time! She will carry his body! He will sing his song! unstoppable! FLY AWAY~! FLY AWAY~! TAKE OFF INTO THE SKY~!!

But physical assault is impossible! Say, didn’t we just learn that Only the power of song CAN MAKE THAT MOUNTAIN MOVE!! so let’s keep trying until it moves! oh, move~ TRY AGAIN~! it sings~! TRY AGAIN~! at last, the joy spirita creation! BELIEVE WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT~!

this feeling running through me…

the! overwhelming, breathtaking, orgasmic! beauty of spirita creation!

It takes just a single song of Rock N Roll…

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June 24, 2010 at 7:37 am

The Thing sez: Its AMBLIN TIME!

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just wrote this in one of mrs. bardcramble’s threads about the army giving oxycotin to troops to simulate a maternal instinct dubbed “parochial altruism.” as a matter of topic someone posted that recent frontline episode (here) about the army manipulating soldiers brains with drugs despite dire consequences, the most serious of which, IMHO, is ambien.  here’s my cool post about ambien.  hopefully in the future i can dig out all the cool posts from SA’s that i’d write late at night while tripping my balls of on this stuff, including part of my epic deathmatch with infrateal and of course the troll after troll after troll in that aweful sadbrains thread, lmao.  just thinking back about it makes me smile.  i was able to revive my long-ago dead laptop with someone else’s battery today, so if i decide to splurge on a permanent new one i can get my post-history crawler up and running.

i saw that just last week, and my god is that scary. i really sympathize with those kids. 18 years old, stressed out, and the military gives them ambien pills to help them sleep. its no wonder they get so fucked up.
whats funny about ambien is that people assume that its just another sleeping pill, like as if you were taking benydrl or something. at first it kinda is, just like a really effective one, straight-up knocking you out within 10 minutes of swallowing. within a few weeks, though, your body starts to become tolerant to its effects. at that point, the sleepyness effect becomes less pronounced and… it becomes a hallucinogenic, a REALLY REALLY powerful one, like way stronger than any acid i’ve ever done. i was prescribed that for like a year for my problems with insomnia, and eventually had to stop because of intense night terrors that lasted sometimes for hours brought on by use of the pill. semi-opaque crowds of detailed figures (often people, sometimes giant spiderish shapes – more along the lines of that big ass spider robot from Wild Wild West With Will Smith than any biological spider – that would try to put wicker baskets on my head like a hat for some reason) were a fixture, as well as wormhole-like tunnels with other figures inside that would form at the corners of walls and doors. it got to the point where i’d sometimes wander around my apartment for hours at night, not fully conscious but aware of what i was doing, trying to communicate with some figures or shining a flashlight at the ominous ones in order to dispel them.

this isn’t like an uncommon thing. see what the soldiers say about it (“it fucks you up, gets you really high” is a quote off the top of my head) or try googling “ambien hallucinations” to find thousands upon thousands of testimonials just like this. my mom’s old neighbor used to be on it and she’d actually call the police because she’d think she’d see neighborhood kids cruelly trapped in cars and houses and under sewer grates. you’re only supposed to take it for a few weeks so this kinda shit doesn’t happen, but its addictive both physiologically and psychologically, because in its initial stages it is a blessed relief from a chronic, burdensome condition. and thats not even to mention the side effects, like short-term memory loss and congitive depression (e.g. critical thinking skills get shot to shit). god, to imagine our whole fucking army taking fucking AMBIEN, its just like, wow, really bad.

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June 19, 2010 at 6:14 am

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