July 31, 2005

TV Demonism

[This letter - purportedly addressed to Andrew Davenport, Co-creator and writer of the Teletubbies - was recently forwarded to us in Shanghai for unknown reasons. Considering it had some measure of hyperstitional significance, we are reproducing it here. (PBS link)]

Dear Sir;

I am troubling you with this letter both to elicit information and to express certain concerns. Hopefully, it will be evident that it is written with the very greatest respect, from one long schooled in the arcane sciences to another.

Having carefully studied your popular children’s television show ‘Teletubbies’ for many years, I am confident I have gained a basic mastery of its essential content. Please forgive me if I suggest this understanding was acquired with greater ease than is altogether healthy, or compatible with appropriate hermetic prudence on your part. To be frank, the teletubbies wear their occult pedigree on their furry jumpsuits - their direct derivation from the five diplodemons of Sumatran time sorcery being starkly apparent to any but the most vegetative ignoramus.

Thus, the obvious question arises: what happened to the fifth Teletubby?

Please understand that I am not questioning the necessity of this excision. It goes without saying that the ‘supervisory authorities’ (of which, I trust, no more need be said) would have demanded it, if an elementary instinct for self-preservation had not already done so. Only a lunatic would fight for the right to spread Pentazygonic Lemurianism among the world’s infants. So my uttermost discretion can, of course, be assumed.

Nevertheless, my question remains. While theories and speculations on the topic of the ‘missing fifth’ are abundant in the relevant literature (where Noonoo, the Baby Sun, even the infant viewer have been proposed) these can all, in my humble opinion, be dismissed as groundless. The missing fifth must for obvious reasons of arcane science be of the same Suprageneric type as its four Similarchons, with appropriate discriminative name, height, intonation, colour-coding, antenna-form and magical weapon.

At the risk of self-contradiction, I must now append my warning to this request. While frustrated by the inaccessibility of the information specified above, I am also alarmed by the denuded hermeticism characterizing your show. Although we initiates of the arcane circle have long-understood that the future of religion on this planet approximates far more closely to the Teletubbies than to any existing organized faith, is it entirely wise to pronounce this truth so baldly to an ill-educated public? Such things have been occulted for a reason, I am sure you would agree.

Was it really necessary, for example, to so exactly portray the hideous ecstasies of the Tzog-Murtha ritual? A glistening vortex activates and the beings moan “Uh oh,” their eyes droop with bliss and they fall on their backs in technocosmic delirium. After the ‘big hug’ (is no blasphemy to be hidden from the world’s toddlers?) they clamber up ‘a hill’ and stand in the loose spectral formation, their antennae illuminated by the transmission and their belly monitors sparking with static from the Outer Spheres, as they await the Chosen One. It is rare indeed for even the most determined investigators into this abominable rite to have witnessed it unflinchingly portrayed in such comprehensive and graphic detail.

Even those entirely innocent of the Tzog-Murtha cults cannot but be struck by the sorcerous inclinations of the show, with its incantations and manifestation of objects through “songs.’’ More provocative still is the Baby Sun who mocks God the Father, Logos and the universe of adult authority with its inarticulate burblings and chaotic mirth.

These incautious references are given a further ominous twist by the blatant Lemuro-Cybergothic dimension of the teletubby mechanoverse. Those the Chinese insightfully translate as the “Antenna-babies” (Tianxian Baobao) are the fully cyborgian inhabitants of a futuristic underground bunker whose ‘parents’ have been replaced by an semi-intelligent autonomous vacuuming unit called Noonoo, combined with a complex subterrestrial acoustic apparatus. Their highly-synthetic diet, produced entirely by machines, consists exclusively of ‘tubby custard’ and ‘tubby toast’ a reiterated affront to the very idea of organic nourishment.

Finally, allow me to draw your attention to a recent article by media commentator Rev. Douglas Frushlee entitled The Tubby Minions of Satan. In this piece, intended to warn parents against the show, he describes it as an “unrelenting festival of bionic barbarism” and refers explicitly to “Indonesian demonism.” If Frushlee, who in all charity is not the sharpest pencil in the box, can be picking up so clearly on the occultism of the series, you can be confident that more sophisticated and powerful minds are tuning in to it as well, with consequences scarcely to be imagined.

Thank you sir for attention to these matters

Yours faithfully

P. B. Carruthers

Posted by CCRU-Shanghai at July 31, 2005 09:29 AM | TrackBack




“Uh oh”

Posted by: five at July 31, 2005 10:07 AM



"the five diplodemons of Sumatran time sorcery" = five syzygetic demons of Lemurian sorcery

surely not a measure of _non-Numogrammatic_ hyperstitional significance

Posted by: northanger at July 31, 2005 11:44 AM



northanger - this 'non-numogrammatic' thing is a project promoted by various Ccru-UK sub-factions. We're not well placed to elucidate on it (we tend to Lemurian fundamentalism this side of the Great Water).

Posted by: Nick at July 31, 2005 12:27 PM



okie dokie.

so ... if there's a missing teletubby then there's a missing syzygetic demon. your brain farts on which one.

Posted by: northanger at July 31, 2005 12:38 PM



how does, if at all, newly discovered "Planet X" relate to teletubbies & planetworx?

Posted by: northanger at July 31, 2005 12:43 PM



northanger - you're on a roll ;)
- missing 5th, exactly (though assuming Carruthers has highly impure access through Atlantean Archons (which is why our missing megaposts on the Centauri synthesis are leading to such inevitable confusion))
- Planet X (what a fantastic name, don't tell me you devised it - that would be scary), yes makes one wonder whether Lemurian astronomy is all its cut out to be ...

Posted by: Nick at July 31, 2005 12:52 PM



hey, found a goodie. (why i should tell a wanker like you i dunno) (overflow stuffed in tangents):

"Indonesian demonism" - Hakim Bey

Who dug this hollow earth beneath the ice foreseen by Poe, by certain paranoid German occultists, Shaverian UFO freaks? Was Earth once colonized in the time of Gondwana or MU by some Elder Race? their reptilian skeletons still mouldering in the farthest secret mazes of the cavern system? Sluggish backwaters, dead-end canals, stagnant pools far from the centers of civilization like Little America, Transport City, or Nan Chi Han, down in the dark recesses and boondocks of the Antarctic caves, fungus & albino fern. We suspect them of mutations, amphibian webbed fingers and toes, degenerate habits-- Kallikaks of the Hollow Earth, Lovecraftian renegades, hermits, skulking 1ncestuous smugglers, runaway criminals, anarchists forced into hiding after the Entropy Wars, fugitives from Genetic Puritanism, dissident Chinese Tongs & Yellow Turban fanatics, lascar cave-pirates, pale shiftless whitetrash from the prolewarrens of the industrial domes along Thwait's Tongue & the Walgreen Coast & Edsel-Ford-Land- -the Trogs have kept alive for over 200 years the folk- memory of the Autonomous Zone, the myth that someday it will appear again...Taoism, libertine philosophy, Indonesian sorcery, cult of the Cave Mother (or Mothers), identified by some scholars with the Javanese sea/moon goddess Loro Kidul, by others with a minor deity of the South Pole Star Sect, the "Jade Goddess"...manuscripts (written in Bahasa Ingliss the pidgin dialect of the deep caves) contain mangled quotations from Nietzsche & Chuang Tzu

same page there's this ... (possible linkage with PP's 11:46)

RENDAN, "THE CLEVER ONES." The sufis use a technical term rend (adj. rendi, pl. rendan) to designate one "clever enough to drink wine in secret without getting caught": the dervish version of "Permissible Dissimulation" (taqiyya, whereby Shiites are permitted to lie about their true affiliation to avoid persecution as well as advance the purpose of their propaganda).

On the plane of the "Path," the rend conceals his spiritual state (hal) in order to contain it, work on it alchemically, enhance it. This "cleverness" explains much of the secrecy of the Orders, altho it remains true that many dervishes do literally break the rules of Islam (shariah), offend tradition (sunnah), and flout the customs of their society--all of which gives them reason for real secrecy.

Ignoring the case of the "criminal" who uses sufism as a mask--or rather not sufism per se but dervish-ism, almost a synonym in Persia for laid-back manners & by extension a social laxness, a style of genial and poor but elegant amorality--the above definition can still be considered in a literal as well as metaphorical sense. That is: some sufis do break the Law while still allowing that the Law exists & will continue to exist; & they do so from spiritual motives, as an exercise of will (himmah).

Posted by: northanger at July 31, 2005 01:13 PM




>>makes one wonder whether Lemurian astronomy is all its cut out to be

who's wondering?

Posted by: northanger at July 31, 2005 01:16 PM



>>missing 5th, exactly (though assuming Carruthers has highly impure access through Atlantean Archons (which is why our missing megaposts on the Centauri synthesis are leading to such inevitable confusion))

huh? ({scratching head} missing megaposts? Centauri synthesis? is there a hint of a hint in this goobersnap? highly impure access?)

WHAT CENTAURI SYNTHESIS? who is this Carruthers fellow anyway?

Posted by: northanger at July 31, 2005 01:21 PM



Bibberly cheese!

Posted by: northanger at July 31, 2005 01:22 PM



Why are you such a cunt these days, Nick?

Posted by: A Friend at July 31, 2005 09:15 PM



my new book: comments i never had the guts to post. this one would be filed under "Ten Foot Poles".

Posted by: northanger at July 31, 2005 10:24 PM



This discussion is developing well ...

Posted by: Nick at August 1, 2005 01:35 AM



what disc-... aw, forgit it.

Posted by: vacuous snark at August 1, 2005 03:30 AM



Teletubbies: a post-organic potential that lies within the bipedal primate homo sapiens before it becomes infected and ravaged by the viruses of the mind that adulthood has carefully prepared for the express purpose of annihilating childhood.

Guarding children from the ever-encroaching world of adulthood, Teletubbies uses maddening repetition as a defensive shield entirely impenetrable for any imposing adult brain unable (or refusing) to observe and learn from children. The Jimson Weed-like experiential loops that the Teletubbies so gleefully enclose themselves in are the mirror image of the memory loss that afflicts the elderly - burbling memory gain.

While 'the teletubby mechanoverse' holds sway, children are safe from seriousness, gravity, fear and tragedy. Teletubbies gently accesses and nurtures child cognition before children have the misfortune to become human - before their brains are intimidated by adults, terrified by faith and tortured by compulsory education.

Teletubbies is also incontrovertible proof that the customer is right and that paying attention to feedback is essential for successful production. If Teletubbies didn't connect directly and deeply to children's brains, they simply wouldn't be interested - boredom being an absolute verdict. Observation of how children watch Teletubbies is built into the making of Teletubbies, so children are, in a sense, programming their own program(me).

Assertions that Teletubbies is bad for language acquisition are grounded in the predictably adultcentric habit of giving exalted privilege to parental language input and ignore the crucial role of peer input (hence the Teletubbies tummy sequences).

Does the affection and compulsive hugging the Teletubbies engage in try to steer children away from activating the cruel psychological adaptations (manifested in sibling rivalry) they have evolved to survive in primate groups? Are the Teletubbies, as 'fully cyborgian inhabitants of a furturistic bunker' trying to show children it is possible to have overflowing, wasteful altruism as a default setting? A soft, cuddly demonism? [rather out of place amidst all the nastiness on this blog.]

p.s. one of the traditions on this blog seems to be to ask about hyperstitional significance, so what is the hyperstitional significance of a hoax, or an impostor, re. P.B. Carruthers?



Posted by: sd at August 2, 2005 01:11 PM



"a post-organic potential that lies within the bipedal primate homo sapiens before it becomes infected and ravaged by the viruses of the mind that adulthood has carefully prepared for the express purpose of annihilating childhood."

...potential, of course, being a strategic term employed to denote the 'willingness' of primate (primitive?) homo sapiens to allow themelves to be 'chosen' and placed in a 'special' role under the 'protection' of an imposter parent with just the right kind of post organic candy that lures the sheep to the slaughter. Childhood, an unconscious stage of development, cannot be maintained indefinately.

The 'virus', being the 'natural cure', allows one to stand at the crossroads to either choose -- or be chosen. In other words: grow up, or die.

Posted by: Valkator at August 3, 2005 08:19 AM



Ryszard Kapuścinski, recalls his schooldays in Pinsk, in 1939, shortly after the Soviet Union invaded Poland:

"One day a car pulls into the schoolyard, and out step some gentlemen in sky-blue uniforms. Someone says it's the NKVD. What the NKVD is isn't quite clear, but one thing is certain - when grown-ups utter this name, they lower their voices to a whisper... The NKVD people brought us white shirts and red scarves... They also brought a box of badges and distributed them to us. On each badge was was a portrait of a different gentleman. Some had moustaches, others not... 'Children,' said our teacher in a voice that resembled the sound of hollow wood, 'these are your leaders.' There were nine of these leaders. They were called Andreyev, Voroshilov, Zhdanov, Kaganovich, Kalinin, Mikoyan, Molotov, Kruschchev. The ninth leader was Stalin. The badge with his portrait was twice as large as the rest. But that was understandable. The gentleman who wrote a book as thick as Voprosy Leninizma (from which we were learning to read) should have a badge larger than the others...

... One never knew what night they would come, or for whom. The boys who knew a lot about the deportations attempted to discern some rules in this matter, some hierarchies, to discover the key. Alas, in vain. Because, for example, they would begin deporting from Bednarska Street, and then suddenly they would stop. They would go to after the inhabitants of Kijowska Street, but only on the even side... Since the time of our house search, Mother does not let us take our clothes off at night. We can take off our shoes, but we have to have them besides us all the time. The coats lie on chairs, so they can be put on in the wink of an eye. In principle we are not permitted to sleep... The silence on our street rings in our ears. If someone's footsteps echo in this silence, Mother grows pale. A man at this hour is an enemy. In class we read in Stalin about enemies. An enemy is a terrifying figure. Who else would come around at this hour? Good people are afraid; they are sitting hidden in their homes.

The first in class to disappear was Pawel. Because winter was approaching, the teacher suggested that Pawel had probably caught a cold and was staying in bed. But Pawel didn't come the next day or the next week, and in time we began to understand that he would never come. Shortly thereafter we saw that the bench in the first row, in which Janek and Zbyszek sat, was empty.... One day our teacher disappeared...

The only hope was the countryside. Our neighbours would take a ring or a fur coat and drive to the nearby village to buy flour, salt bacon or poultry. It happened, however, that when these women were out of town, the NKVD would come to their houses and take their children away for deportation." Imperium (1993).

Posted by: sd at August 3, 2005 09:09 AM



"hyperstitional significance" - i guess P.B. Carruthers is the hermetic version of Jerry Falwell. amazingly, Teletubbies seems to be (a) the vehicle for "subtle depictions" of gayness, or (b) the bald, unflinching, comprehensive & graphic potrayal of "occult pedigree". on one hand moral outrage, on the other appended warnings. gay role models "damage children's morals" — but, explicit occultism uncovers something better left occulted. maybe "consequences scarcely to be imagined" provides a clue to any significance.

Posted by: northanger at August 3, 2005 10:01 AM



the eo is an evangelistic media org which gets membership proportionate massmedia slotalot(ment).

my nephew works for them and his mother, my sis plus her meanwhile 6 grandchildren are growing up christian-lite along with this mindset,all of which is distasteful to me except for their nature documentaries; to sponsor them I was given a sub to their programguide decades ago. My other sis (9 years instead of a whole generation older and mongoloid) is becoming more and more alzheimery and fidgety confused; we can sit her down to fill paper with endless crosses or shaky ciphers taking that guide, which she totes around and loses fulltime, as a model.

Their guide this week is on about a girl who was a(n according to them laveyesque) satanschurch inductee and mentions baby sacrifices (though after hearing Rickels' defense of weird Anton ((in Koeln last spring)) I can hardly imagine his direct involvement, would if/once I feel I should).

I mention all that cause I'd like to know what's up with all the infantality lately?

family dramas have now exceeded all last year ones in number already here in holland; the german/polish border foetuses and other cases fill one news broadcast after another ... something to do with casting the broads and molding lives with scalpel and machinery rather than reserving muscle to serve and offer death up in ways life cannot, won't and would not want to refuse and whatever orders are capable of, they never reach down into nonvoluntarizable crops to be raised unless they come from the sort of laboratory/mindprison/conscience befevering hell-haunt such as the ones sprouting up in this first jew and now bio-industry infested former paradise.

Posted by: p at August 3, 2005 12:00 PM



Piece on Joseph Schumpeter which may or may not interest some of you...

Posted by: infinite thought at August 4, 2005 02:47 PM



linking didn't work: www.shaviro.com/Blog/?p=434

Posted by: infinite thought at August 4, 2005 02:48 PM



Anonymity, animation and amity of gods, monies, terrorists, grafittiers, poets and subtle benefactor(ies)s, in other words the amorph base of all identities is the center that, all told, just don't hold or at most as much as the timid coalesce and coerce bully coalitions.
The rift and sparkly gap between minds and matters are a falsification and nebulously mystified form of the real diff. between beauties and beasts; I root for the latter since they modestify their pride in favour of a lowly existence minimizing the burden they form to their neighbours mostly in the shape of ritualizing rivalry and restricting demographics near to the extremely moderate (can't formulate it more paradoxically than that) damn point of misery. Beauties however become such only by 'virtue' of rivers of blood (expensive monsters, certainly in the eyes, or in case of lack thereof other senses, that or the equivalent) belonging to other species at whose expense they widen their coverage) and you'd only be blaming the scarcity effect for raising bride price and preciousness (in other words doing nothing for beauty, not absolutely anyways) and for an all too rampant cause - - formal and final yet out of control hard and fast death of a type that stops cycle and kills spirals damn near permanently untill a recycler of outersite magnitude pops in of course; till then sane dynamics between hard and soft remains obscured; please afford me the luxury to be popular enough to play dictator in the eyes of very few.
stealing thunder/pocketmoney of christianity flavored constituency is reaching for mega magnitude these days; churches are dead, long live the stadiums (see www.smirkingchimp.com) -- wild and fantastic stories proffered and regions whence they hail braved as a paid guide seems to be the gimmick of the van der steens I mentioned; they carry the good news to the lions den (as did my nephew too; bibles for kosovo. Who says family ties don't embarras?) but readers or Reza know that such 'missiinanity' is a 2 way street (see my post on 'the sorceress').

Posted by: poetpiet at August 4, 2005 04:23 PM



that poor child

Posted by: angela ripstop at August 4, 2005 04:36 PM



crackshun: in other words the amorph base of all identities is the center that, all told, just don't hold or at most merely as much as the timid manage to coalesce and coerce bully coalitions.

ps: who, my sister?

Posted by: poetpiet at August 4, 2005 05:32 PM



If I remember rightly it was over half a decade ago here in the decaying backwaters of senescent western imperialism, when occult conspiracy/teletubbies routines were all the rage amongst third-rate stand-up comics and drunk humanities students.


Posted by: angela management at August 4, 2005 07:02 PM



I am rompstimped; come on nicki pour/pur some honey on this beabst or she won't entertain us as avidly as those of us without babes to bounce need it .. ..

Posted by: poetpiet at August 4, 2005 08:33 PM



"pour/pur some honey on this beabst ..."
how about gasoline? bwahahaha [soon]

Posted by: Nick at August 5, 2005 02:38 AM




Posted by: northanger at August 5, 2005 07:29 AM



northanger - I'm just trying to remember how this blogging stuff works, expect a veritable tornado of posts starting saturday ... :)

PS. More great gematria - highly apocalyptic

Posted by: nick at August 5, 2005 09:03 AM



a veritable tornado of posts?


Posted by: northanger at August 5, 2005 09:55 AM



>>starting saturday
this saturday, or next saturday?

Posted by: northanger at August 6, 2005 11:12 AM



your timezone or greenwich mean time?

Posted by: northanger at August 6, 2005 11:14 AM



sparkly gap
nebulously mystified form
ritualizing rivalry
expensive monsters
raising bride price and preciousness
not absolutely anyways
outersite magnitude
christianity flavored constituency

poet in motion.
i'm getting slightly seasick.
what sorceress post?

Posted by: northanger at August 6, 2005 11:21 AM



>>Piece on Joseph Schumpeter which may or may not interest some of you.


actually, it did. first heard of Schumpeter in 2001 - if capitalism provided abundance to all instead of a select few i'd have no problem with it. in Star Trek: First Contact, Picard says "the acquisition of wealth is no longer the driving force in our lives. We work to better ourselves and the rest of humanity".

would be, um, nice if "overflowing, wasteful altruism" could be "a default setting". it's not. which is why i prefer "do what thou wilt".

Posted by: northanger at August 6, 2005 01:07 PM



wow, my earlier mentions makes second on google

... The filmmaker also used plants that are native to France such as the ... set and costume
design, the behaviors of the characters in the movie The Sorceress and the ...
employees.csbsju.edu/ewengler/sorceres.htm - 17k - Toegevoegde zoekresultaten - In cache - Gelijkwaardige pagina's

Hyperstition: Too Much Maths?
trust only god's own signposts . . ..ever see that movie 'the sorceress'???
Set in france, about inquisition bothering herbologizers ...
hyperstition.abstractdynamics.org/archives/005136.html - 155k

how long will it take for my gratefully satiated and silent audience to find me again, now rammeling signals into the blogspot and tripod servers; down from 3 to 4 hundred referrals a day feels like a severe deprivation/punishment with lycos mum on the reasons why.

Posted by: poetpiet at August 6, 2005 10:30 PM



hey, 155 .. . that's my goddamn kin number!

Posted by: kin con at August 7, 2005 12:43 AM



are the Tzog-Murtha rituals related to greyhounds?

Posted by: northanger at August 7, 2005 01:07 AM



northanger - yes, it's going a little slower than planned ...

weird thing is, Shnaghai was struck by its most series typhoon since 1997 on Saturday - don't suppose that counts?


kin con - what's a 'kin number?'

Posted by: Nick at August 7, 2005 12:43 PM



and now i can't even get into movable type to change 'Shnaghai' into 'Shanghai' ...

Posted by: Nick at August 7, 2005 12:48 PM



typhoon matsa. (is that hebrew?) - hope you & yours well. but ... that shouldn't stop me from kicking you while you're down, should it? i'd be coddling you wouldn't i? can't have that.

ps. greyhound is piet-question re: saint dogface (aka, guinefort to his friends) from Le Moine et la Sorcière.

Posted by: northanger at August 7, 2005 05:13 PM



big article on baby brains at newsweek. can't post the link for some mysterious reason. [?]

Posted by: sd at August 7, 2005 05:26 PM



sd- remove http part.

Posted by: northanger at August 7, 2005 05:30 PM



Did that. It won't accept msn(dot)com. Baffling.

Posted by: sd at August 7, 2005 06:51 PM



post the bits you can - we can (hopefully) figure it out.

Posted by: northanger at August 7, 2005 06:53 PM



Doesn't like the third dot:


Posted by: sd at August 7, 2005 07:04 PM



"They are also far more sophisticated intellectually than we once believed. Babies as young as 4 months have advanced powers of deduction and an ability to decipher intricate patterns. They have a strikingly nuanced visual palette, which enables them to notice small differences, especially in faces, that adults and older children lose the ability to see. Until a baby is 3 months old, he can recognize a scrambled photograph of his mother just as quickly as a photo in which everything is in the right place."

great to see somebody managing to stay on topic around here.

Posted by: northanger at August 7, 2005 07:12 PM



Apologies for OT (it's sort of on the latent Zombie fugue sub-topic)

Found this discussion perversely interesting
comment thread on whether fascism left/right wing phenomenon - many interesting points both sides

main thing though - the complete breakdown of intercommunication across current polarized political space (most commentators both sides think they're correct and opponents are obviously evil idiots - seems to me that's the world right now, with everyone much more comfortable and even 'productive' hanging in their own affinity groups) - anyway, for some reason finding the situation strangely paralyzing: everything that presses in as worth talking about produces a crashing reaction that is utterly sterile, entirely predictable, and a yawn even to anticipate - just producing bad temper all round. That's to say, the discourse of the 'others' just seems pointlessly uninteresting and repulsive - completely reciprocally, of course. Doubt there are even any events (let alone arguments) that could change this dynamic - even a nuke going off will just reinforce current alignments

realize those clinging on here at the moment are the least implicated in aforesaid phenomenon, but faced with triple option of self-censorship, wading into a morass of tedious trollery or sliding off for a whisky + CSI it's going AWOL that wins presently

trying to wrestle this into a point worth making in a post - clearly an Age of Khattak phenomenon IMHO

(when what you really want is to eradicate each other from the cosmos, linguistic exchange is bound to disappoint)

Posted by: Nick at August 9, 2005 01:37 PM



"They are also far more sophisticated intellectually than we once believed."

-- this is not 'intellect' --

- A PROject to turn the fear-ridden human animal back towards the 'womb' -- functioning not with developing, conscious mind wedded to the 'child' of 'open' intuition (which would 'chart' in a different 'direction' altogether), but with mind shut off completely. Only ONE mind allowed to 'think'..a mind INSIDE...

Posted by: Valkator at August 11, 2005 11:20 PM



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