Moodular Dissonance

Playo says:
*morning old boy

Socratease: says:
*gin ,ice , cream soda= drink from the heavens
*and the heavens apparently like their hangovers

Playo says:
*have you drank anything other than water since your parents left

Socratease: says:
*yes, a lot of soy milk

Playo says:
*mixed with vermouth?

Socratease: says:
*haha
*that would be puke inducing

Playo says:
*like yo mamma
*oh snap

Socratease: says:
*oh snap
*come over so i can beat your face down with my mum’s sandals

Playo says:
*aha
*not poor tajindro(edit :phonetically similar to Playdo’s human name, bastardized by my mum)

Socratease: says:
*tajindro actually has a nice ring to it
*you should consider changing your legal name to that
*and dropping your last name
*just Tajindro

Playo says:
*like cher
*but cooler
Socratease: says:
*it almost sounds japanese

Playo says:
*I can be man of mystery
*adopt some fucked up ass style
*a hybrid of James[ edit : our big black friend] and lady gaga
*call myself Tajindro
*all my shit will be spoken word
*dim lighting
*flames

Socratease: says:
*that is totally feasible
*and You wouldn’t speak at all in public, you’d have an assistant translate your hand gestures

Playo says:
*Hell ,I’d have translators perform for me
*I’d sit on a throne in the middle of the stage
*and just stare
*occasionally acknowledging the presence of others
*perhaps not even so

Socratease: says:
*and every few months you’d utter one word, and it would be studied and dissected , for October, it could be something like “- Metaphoricity-”

Playo says:
*December would be “Conjuroquasidissonance”

Socratease: says:
*you’d have your face on cereal boxes

Playo says:
*I’d have my own children’s yogurt

Socratease: says:
*”Tajindro’s ELITE probiotic yogurt: black edition”

Playo says:
*Yoplait would be at my mercy

Socratease: says:
*Your catchphrase for the yogurt merchandise with DANON (Yoplait didn’t want to pay the big bucks) , would be, ” Tajindro’s probiotic elite black edition yogurt conveys the true nature of organic yogurt by enabling milk by-product to express the literality of its metaphoricity”
*that’s for October only though

Playo says:
*”Tajindro’s probiotic elite black edition
*damn
[pause, moment of reflection passes]
*”Tajindro’s probiotic elite black edition extracts the pure Conjuroquasidissonance of your soul by using your chakra’s white energy in harmony with the rich MSG injected into every individual elite yogurt container”
*that’s December

Socratease: says:
*and then your assistant would come out in public and state that conjuroquasidissonance and metaphoricity were mistranslated by Danon and that Tajindro would void its endorsement deal with them and jump ship to Yoplait

Playo says:
*wrong
*we’d set off on our own venture

Socratease: says:
*and create a new dairy company, self titled of course
*Tajindro’s Tajindro ,inc.

Playo says:
*nah
*Tajindro_One

Socratease: says:
*And you’d have bizarre black and white adds of cows with fancy haircuts floating in space To Bach which would conjure up metaphysical dread in any soul
*—and your product wouldn’t even be shown in the add
*and at the end , when the symphony crescendos,
*ONE___ by tajindro

Playo says:
*the second add will have a beautiful field with cows everywhere
*then a metor stikes
*all is gone*
*but one cow now made up of pure silver
*and he has a new-wave hairdo
*Bjork starts playing in the background
*it rains rosepetals

Socratease: says:
*silver—-by tajindro?

Playo says:
*the cow looks into the camera and goes “Et tu, Brute?” and all fades to black, with the ONE_by Tajindro logo on the screen

Socratease: says:
*i hope this is being written down, this is groundbreaking stuff, we could be rich.

Regarding our Facebookian Overloads and the death of the death of the rebirth of cellphones.

Playdo : I NEED to know more about Cat Shit One , I must procure it

Socratease : Cat shit one, yes.  Second, I feel like I have a hangover. Didn’t drink a drop all week

Playdo:  That’s called being Sick son.

Socratease:  Naow man. I felt dehydrated and head-achy.

Playdo : Walk it off wiiimp.

Socratease : You walk it off Playdo.

Playdo:  : Like you did with your  broken leg. Speaking of which,   it should be updated.

Socratease:  I’m a real Man. Oh yes, it must.

Playdo : We must indulge in debauchery for blog purposes

Socratease : But we got no new material

Playdo: Let’s go downtown, have a few drinks, round up some midgets, get a hotel room and take notes

Socratease:  That actually sounds like an Ok plan.

Playdo : Garden rice vegetable soup or whatever + tuna + chilli pepper + black pepper + oregano = tastial orgasm

Socratease : Non Sequitors , My head oh my God

Playdo: Any Platonian theories as to why such ailments beseech you?

Socratease:  Aha Nope. It’s Platonic I think.

Playdo : I prefer Platonian . my theory is Kantian vengeance from beyond the grave.

Socratease : Platonian is such a draconian term.  Yo. Go on Facebook , go to my main page and do the quiz I did ( Which Philosopher are you?) . It’s such a crock of shit but I’m interested in knowing what you’ll get.

Playdo: Facebook is Assballs

Socratease: it is

Playdo : I refuse to use it but to meet “ les Womens”

Socratease : Les womens, yes.

Playdo: Aside from that, i have such a powerful urge to delete my account I can’t even describe

Socratease:  You’ll regret it if you do.

Playdo : log on –> “So and so took such and such quiz!” –> facepalm

Socratease : Going against Facebook and you’re going against mankind’s destiny. We are the Facebook generation.

Playdo: The generation of the telephone’s discontent

Socratease: Trying to move away form Facebook is thinking in facebookian ways . You cannot escape it.

Playdo :http://graphjam.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/cell-phone.jpg

Socratease : It has already won

Playdo: Sad how true this is

Socratease:  Man, I talk maybe 30 minutes per week on the phone. Usually to you guys.

Playdo : And THAT is why Facebook is cybersatan. “hey did you get my facebook invite?” PICK UP THE DAMN PHONE

Socratease : “But but, we can do this VIA Facebook instead!” Whenever I talk for more than 5 minutes, I feel funny. We are the generation where telephone died. in a little while, there will be plans where they’ll charge you 1 dollar a minute to talk but unlimited, free, facebook access for 30 dollars a month and kids will gobble it up

Playdo:   Yeah, Ok, Talk? What is the “talk” you speak off? Talking as a whole will go extinct . Everyone will walk around and the world will be matrix Facebook. Conversation will be inbox-style. Cellphones will be but for texting and Facebook. There will be no talk plans. For there will be no talk. Facebook will become a verb.

Socratease:   Little pop-ups will appear on your physical wall in your room  and say “ your girlfriend ___ just Poked you. Poke back? Ignore? – This is how we will have sex.

Playdo : “Your boyfriend just penetrated you and is moaning in pleasure. Moan back?” “Your boyfriend just installed the cunnilingus application!”

Socratease : And … perhaps, we should stop resisting such a world, we might be better off for it

Playdo: Think so and I will be your downfall

Socratease: Imagine a world where confrontations are less painful and more efficiently handled

Playdo : Imagine a world where the only way you get to touch your girlfriend is through a keyboard

Socratease : Imagine , breaking up with someone by simply changing your status on our Facebook overload’s own page.

Playdo: 1984 Style yes. Facebook is watching.

Socratease: Imagine firing employees electronically because they really weren’t sick while they called in sick because they had a massive hangover and had posted it all over their friends wall. Well don’t imagine it. It’s happening as we speak. Embrace it or become irrelevant.

Playdo : I choose  none

Socratease : Lurk in the shadows, good.

Playdo:  I choose to delete this online overload and pick up a phone.

Socratease:  *Pokes you*

Playdo :  DIE [few moments later] – http://www.flickr.com/photos/ritubpant/3399560622/sizes/o/

Socratease : how the fuck did that happen?

Playdo : The answer is quite simple, my dear Internet. T’was a woman.

The watchmen, philosophy on life, the economy, and polygonal poutine

This conversation was copy/pasted, mostly verbatim from a discussion my friend and I had after watching the Watchmen Movie in the theaters. It needed to be shared.

-socratease

Playdo: Watchmen, greatest movie ever? Aye. Makes 300 look like a fucking Disney movie

Socratease : Man… Fuck University, I’m reading too much dark shit . My mood is being affected.

Playdo: Hmm.

Socratease : I don’t’ think I’ve ever been as cynical as I’ve been in the last few months

Playdo: Hmm

Socratease : the shit I’m reading makes watchmen look like something mother Theresa would enjoy.

but yes, watchmen is FUCKING EPIC

Playdo:

University is for prostitutes and physicists Perhaps they are one and the same

Socratease : Ahah! But yo, you should read Nietzsche . Well… maybe not. You might say “ Fuck you “ to everyone and move into a hut in the Himalayas for 10 years.

Playdo: Yes. Last thing we need is to Emofy me davantage

Socratease : Shut up. Ok . This will blow your mind and make you want to scream for mommy http://www.tenthdimension.com/medialinks.php

Playdo: so many times i have come across this and so many times I have not gone past the first 2 minutes

Socratease : Screw you I read a whole book about this topic. It’s called “Flatterland” . The clip is fucking sweet. Short and concise. It will still fuck your brains, neigh, rape your brain.

Playdo: Brainrape – No means no

Socratease : Aha Flatterland , great book, it’s the video but in book form and more confusing and more fun

Playdo: Let’s calculate this. I got through the first max 3 minutes of the video . The book is…lets say a good 250 pages, I’ll be lucky to get past the author’s last name on the cover.

Socratease : Haha! Give yourself some more credit friend. It’s a fun book to read. The main character is a 1-dimensional line living in a 2 dimensional polygonal world, living polygonal lives, fucking polygonally.etc And suddenly, the line person gets abducted by a hyperdimensional alien being, taken, unlike the squidless Watchmen movie, and gets whisked away in to the third dimension(our world) and beyond (think : fractional dimension, fractal dimensions, infinite dimension, 0 dimension… )

Playdo: Hmm. Intriguing. Fine I’ll read it. Only if you agree that metaphysics are beyond you.

Socratease : But.. but… it makes you smart, and it makes you love yourself.

Playdo: And that cheddar is the king of cheese

Socratease : Metaphysics is bologny. Being, Non-being, hocus pocus. Man, I’m taking a metaphysics class and I don’t’ agree with 5/7 of it exactly. Metaphysics is dead man (so said Nietzsche) .But he also said God was dead but he died and God is having the last laugh, thus, I can’t disagree with it completely.

Playdo: So if I wake up expecting to find a quarter where my tooth initially was, under my pillow, only to find that the tooth remains, is the tooth fairy having the last laugh?

Socratease : No, it merely means your tooth is having its first laugh!

Playdo: But, there are no laughs to be had, as your army of chompers is down a soldier

Socratease: There is no tooth fairy, we are only constructs, mere cogs and slaves to the socio-economic base and the superstructures that it hinges upon. Now repent. Your forsaken tooth is all that is real.

Playdo : But is there really a tooth? Or is the tooth merely an illusion, a parallel of our current economic state? There is no tooth, there is no quarter, there is no monetary anything.

Socratease : You are learning my child. You at the same time are ready to read Nietzsche and Marx . Next step revolution, revolution against the monopolization of the tooth-fairy economy of the Judeo-Christian technologification of the human soul.

Playdo : There is no soul

Socratease : There is no essence, yes.

Playdo : It is but an illusion created by those who fear nothingness, who long for something more when there really is nothing more

Socratease : what I mean by soul, I say it for the lack of proper word in the English vernacular- I mean to say something that feels more real than Cheesecurds,gravy and fries inside a previously empty stomach

Playdo : God and soul are one They are nothing. Cheesecurds are real.

Socratease : All Heil Poutine for she is all that can be known!

Playdo : Poutine is the link , as Neanderthals to Homosopiens – so is Poutine to Reality

Socratease : One said, last thing Einstein said before he died was POUTINE. He died with a smile, he had finally understood the structure of the universe at that point but he took it to his grave. Poutine transcends good and Evil.

Playdo : We are the fries, cheese curds are the beautiful illusion of life sprinkled upon us and the gravy is the sweet sweet brown goodness that is reality, holding together the fabrics of our lives

Socratease : Amen

Playdo : WHAT THE HELL ARE WE TALKING ABOUT?

Socratease: It’s the best thing we’ve ever said; this is the height of human absurdity.

Some of the dumb shit we said actually makes some sense and it’s scary.

Playdo : There is always a higherpoint. Dino.

Socratease: dinosauresfuckingrobots

Playdo : Amen.