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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] DaMulder9504020 on February 01, 2005, 06:50:00 pm
                I sometimes get into a weird mood... this is what results:
 
 <red>This morning at 8:35 I admitted myself into a mental asylum. The receptionist asked me why I wanted to be kept in a mental asylum and I told her that I couldn’t explain it to her – I need a psychologist, preferably a smart one, to explain the situation to. So she used her intercom to summon Dr. Stephenson. Dr. Stephenson is a man of very light complexion and bright blue eyes. He carries the knowledge necessary to understand my condition.
 He asked me what was wrong so I told him: I understand. I understand the whole situation. I know why things are as they are. I can see beyond the facades of people and affairs. I can see inside people’s souls and I can sense that something is wrong.
 He insisted on details. I could feel that he was willing and ready to understand but he was too sane to truly comprehend what I was trying to tell him.
 I revealed to him that my condition is not curable and he tried to convince me otherwise. The fool will probably never understand but I know what I need to tell him. I know that the whole world is a mental asylum and that the sane ones end up in mental institutions to protect them from the world. I am here seeking refuge; seeking the alternate sanity in a place filled with insane individuals – each of them a window into the human soul.
 I know that I am nothing but a marketing target and that nobody truly cares about me. I know that love is nothing but an addiction and that friendship is nothing but a mutual agreement to treat the opposite with the minimum of human respect necessary to sustain sanity. What to do without me, friend? Lose sanity and win insanity.
 All these voices on TV telling me what to do, they don’t understand me – they can’t hear me. I keep yelling at them to stop but they keep on blabbering, forcing me to do things I don’t want to do.
 I don’t want to kill people but it seems to be the only way out of this misery. They will understand once they are <strike>death</strike>. Eternal wisdom lingers beyond the borders of human comprehension and death is the only leak that the voices permit us. I will not kill the innocent. Nobody is innocent.
 I want to dispense salvation – stop the promotion of the 7 deadly sins. Stop the vice that has infested our minds and cleanse our human race. I know it is a necessity – I finally understand.
 Stephenson refused to do so.
 He kept telling me it is wrong to kill people which shows again that he is simply too struck with his own insanity to let the truth strike him or even touch him. He is a smart man, why won’t he understand? It is not my work, not my choice; it is the necessity in itself that forces me to be myself and to fulfill my plan.
 This is why I am here. I am here to make him understand. He is closer to the sane world than most of the people out there. I need him understand. I need the affirmation that my mission is just, that the whole point of this endeavor is the good of humanity. Why would he refuse to understand? A smart man like him…
 I am struck with the voices and they won’t stop. I rely on the fact that my sanity will lead my way and I know that I cannot go wrong. I am the product of my exterior influences divided by the pattern of my genetic code. I never made a conscious choice in my life except to accept the truth of things. That was the hardest and most controversial choice I ever made as it was the only choice I ever made. The illusion of free will keeps us all insane. We forget to fulfill our destinies being wound up in matters that we cannot control either way. I need to do something and I know now what it is. I chose my destiny carefully and this is the first time in my life that I know I am doing the right thing.
 Why won’t he understand? What is wrong with him? I can sense that he is scared of me but why? Does he have the impression I could be dangerous? Stephenson doesn’t deserve death so why would he bear fear behind his eyes; these bright blue eyes?
 Can’t he see the true faces, can’t he hear the voices? Does he pretend to understand the true matter of things? Thereby the true state of affairs?
 He doesn’t so why would he pretend. He is a smart person…
 I cannot make him understand. I cannot make anybody understand. They are all too wound up buying things and pretending to be happy. Could they understand if I told them? No they couldn’t and I know it. They are not smart enough – they will never understand and they are better left that way. But they have to be saved and I have to do it. I heard the call and it all makes perfect sense now! But why me… Why not somebody else? Because I am what I was born to be and I never had a choice. They need to be saved in order to understand. They will understand once salvation has come to them. Beyond the gate marketing targets do not matter!
 They will understand.
 
 DO YOU?</red>
 
 
 Well, this what the child of Malkav has seeded inside my cerebrum. Open a window and let the misery flow...                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Fenrentalic on February 04, 2005, 11:58:00 am
                The black rose blooms with the rise of the midnight sun. Nourished by convoluted Zealitry,and the truth that has become a pale dogma spouted from the pulpit by the tyrant of mistruth.
 Take not the sable rose in hand for its thorns shall shed the blood of the guiltless and the inocent. and its fragrance is the very putresinace of the vanquished trust and hope that dwell in the haert of mankind.
                       

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Sliver1701X on February 09, 2005, 04:04:00 pm
                The doctors said so. I have the certificate right here.
 
 YOU ARE SANE.
 
 
 
 See, the "YOU" part refers to me. Not you. So. I am on my way home. I'm going to have a cup of joe and a slice of apple pie. I want to kiss my husband bye, before he goes to work. I want to kiss my kids and give them their lunch and pat thier little tow-heads as they waddle off to school. The lazy sons of Bit...cute bastar..sweetmea...Why wont they wake up and kiss mommy?                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] AlienSlof on February 10, 2005, 08:01:00 am
                One fine day in the middle of the night,
 Two dead men got up to fight,
 Back to back, they faced each other,
 Drew their swords and shot each other.
 
 Even Tremere can be insane, though not me - honest! happy                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Scorched123368165 on February 14, 2005, 11:08:00 pm
                pft, you plagarised that one.. I've heard that one since I was like 3
 <black>.
 .</black>
 IMPOSTER MALK!!                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] DaMulder9504020 on February 15, 2005, 07:01:00 pm
                Blame does not hover over his scalp I believe.
 
 After all, a Tremere he is, and a very ancient one at that.
 
 You think that is funnY!? I sure think it is..
 
 HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! No seriously... I hate you all...                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] AlienSlof on February 15, 2005, 07:15:00 pm
                In Reply To #6
 
 He?
                       

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Veersd on February 17, 2005, 03:02:00 pm
                Today is now, tomorrow is today, now is tomorrow is today.
 Before I start it's already today
 That makes it far to late.
 
 [added Feb 17 2005  2:14PM]
 
 Ah just thought I might post a bit more pseudo-nonsense before today.
 
 A rainbows poison brakes through the shield of cloud that has formed around me. I seek only the clarification of self via the procrastination of the mind from the concrete firmed base of reality and slow progress of growth of career
 I feel the slowing of my mined as my roots feel there way through the web of lies they call education but I do feel the pull of the valiant gardener pulling me to some place new.
 The dark is an old friend but the valiant gardener, who likes to hide has two faces, these are: greatness and death of chaos. hence width.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] DaMulder9504020 on March 29, 2005, 04:09:00 am
                The pain... the pain is bursting. I can see the wave of fire on the horizon and I know it won't stop. I know it is not meant to stop! It hurts... the Jedi's are going to feel this one for sure. I know we all deserve to drown in the pools of paine and remorse but the lack of choice in this regard is strumming the pain in my dreams. My dreams hurt badly these days...
 
 Time to drink the acid tears from my dead companions to ease the confusion. Ahh, sweet confusion. How it pains me. Pain is the only way to know you are still alive, so they say. I wish I was alive... just once again - REAL PAIN.
 
 I miss it. I miss me...                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] sadistic33698344 on July 13, 2005, 10:25:00 am
                My mouth and mind are not intertwined nor are they connected, one thinks the other speaks but not which you would expected, before I can tell that which is the truth my tongue is extracted, why am I cursed to be forever silent yet loquacious                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] EPOBot on July 13, 2005, 05:46:00 pm
                Fools are they! The cowardly wretches who think they can evade oblivion with material gain! How empty their expensive homes and cars are when their heart failed them.How useless is the wardrobe spanning two timezones.
 
 The inevitable void devours all, even the stars.
 See this truth and let it pound the mind like a million crashing airplanes on a cradle full of innocents!
 
 Our kin is cursed with the knowledge.Nothing escapes.Not even the loyal servants.
 
 Be free...                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] SheridanModavia on July 14, 2005, 12:53:00 am
                I drink from the goblet of the night,
 The wind against me cheeks and my sigh like soft breeze,
 The thoughts introduce themselves and I say 'how do you do' But they scream for more wine which I cannot give fore I did not have money in my pockets. Intoxicated by the scent of blood filling my nose and smeared on my face.The voices fight among themselves and I scream over them so I can think for my own. They tell me to set the neighbors cat on fire but the fridge won't let me. I walk down the street talking to my thoughts as people passed in the night. I loved the warmth of the night against my cold skin and the wetness of crimson blood.Fire and Ice..passion and pain..They are screaming now like the man I am holding down and sinking my fangs into like an episode of Suvivor on tv...the wilderness of the city..the tecnocolor dream.                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Sodom40280831 on August 10, 2005, 07:00:00 am
                I see them everywhere, on the streets, on the television, in the schools.
 The blind that walk the earth with eyes wide open and judge those that see out of spite selfproclaimed justice.
 Why won't they go away? Why can't they just leave me alone?
 
 <red>Why do you scream and cry? why can't you join us and live in blessed ignorance like you are supposed to? Why must you be so different and let darkness consume you?</red>
 
 Go away! I need my darkness, I need to be different, I refuse to be like you! Why must you deny that which is pure and taint all that you see with your so-called beauty?! You don't know true beauty!
 
 <red>Oh, little one you're so confused. What is this purity and true beauty that you seek? Why do you torment yourself like this? Why don't you live like us in blessed ignorance?</red>
 
 Be quiet! You sheep! I will continue to live in darkness until a true light comes and saves me, not your false light! But where do I find it? Why do I even bother to look?!
 
 So many questions, so many questions, why won't anyone answer?!                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] darling_addy on August 10, 2005, 07:57:00 am
                Life is like a book with some of its pages missing... There are pieces missing in the story, and without them no one wants to reach the end.
 When the truth is buried in lies get a shovel and dig a little deeper.
 Sometimes I wonder if the world is just some sick person's dream... How else would you explain why the rabbit never gets his tricks?
 You are nothing but a noodle in the pasta of society. Not very powerful, but still very tasty.
 The little red hen stays in her roost while getting her chicks to gather flour for her bread. She does not share this bread with others and soon the sky will fall upon her for her selfishness. She plots evilly in her nest... She wants to take over the farm! But we shall not let her! Tonight there is Kung-Pow chicken for dinner!
                       

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Skinweaver on September 15, 2005, 12:48:00 am
               
 Each day we live our lives in a haze of dreams. We wear masks to disguise our true selves, even from our friends and family.
 Promises are broken, lies are told but for what? Some desperate need for self gratification?
 We cling to primal instincts and shower them with praise, wording them as "love" all while our carnal urges tear our frail forms apart from inside.
 Chaos, while difficult to fathom can at least be understood while order is largley based on individual perception.
 One man's wisdom is another's rambling and the truly enlightened are locked away to ensure that the blissful illusion of life is kept intact and preserved whitin it's plastic cast.
 We build walls of reason and hide behind them like cowards, refusing to face reality when insanity comes along, rearing it's ugly head like a bloated blister filled with the oozing pus of clarity.
 It's a twisted world filled with the pits we dug for our foes only to find that we trapped ourselves underground.
 The comatose haze of what we call "normal life" is nothing but a frail bubble, ready to burst at any sign of disorientation.
 We are born, we are conditioned to turn the wheel and when we grow too frail to serve anymore we are left to die on cold, hospital beds, accompanied only by our own wails of anguish.
 Live the dream. Enjoy it because one of these days you might wake up screaming...                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Vongetta on September 15, 2005, 02:06:00 pm
                Nothing is more painful than pricking your finger on the thorn of the deepest red rose and watching it bleed.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] EricDayan on September 15, 2005, 02:29:00 pm
                In Reply To #16
 
 Your finger or the rose?
 
 Sincerely,
 ejd
                       

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Casual_Genocide on September 17, 2005, 10:26:00 am
                what do you mean i'm not meant to set fire to my belt?
 
 heheheheh fire. . . . .  AHHH FIRE BURNINg!!!
 
 *cocks eyebrow* u want me to kill who? ahhh thanks *walks away from lampost*                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Vongetta on September 17, 2005, 05:40:00 pm
                In Reply To #17
 
 Both, perhaps.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Malkaline on October 18, 2005, 10:52:00 am
                Awokaned tonight and forgot who I wasn't. Meandered out of the closet.
    What? No. Jim? May I expound extrapolated noun-verbs without your interjections? Thankyou!
 
 Hmmm, oh yes. Crawled out of the crampy sleep type hole and gazed at the profundity of, well, manifestatos. Interestingly enough,
    yes, yes it was interesting as a matter of fact! May I complete this voyage without interruption! For fuck knee saki!
 
 Anyhoo, I'm in my linolealoninealonin paved room, with the kitchen type utensils in it but the name of the particular portion of the abode escapes me.
 
 There is a cililinder on my flat surface for eating!  Pangs of righteous gut froth beckon me to this biscuit. Did I say it was a biscuit? Nevermind. I look at my table and there's a biscuit! Did I spell biscuit right? I surmise it contains only one bis, but you catch my stink regardless. Potato, tomato, it's all in how you spew it. I pick up this cililindrical puff. Fastidious dicotomy! Crisp without crunch! An admirable quality. I snack it, masticating indignantly.
    No I'm not gonna!
 Hold yourself in places not fit for public consumption for a minor eternity, I have another call.
   
    No I'm not gonna expose that I don't imbibe nourishing grains! Would it not crush the finality of my weavings?  
 
 Yes so I chew, righteously, fist high for all those with livers to weak for such an overtaking, yet alassy, the donut has posilutely no flavand! Flavor. Flavore. Flavoer. Filaver. Feelavore. The primary of the language blocks needs more swizyfras. Feel A vore. Yes. It is compete. Moreover than that which cannot be analyzed by the mouth member, phase one of digest functionality has reaped it's harvest of moosh, yet I cannot hatch the down it! Hatch it down? Hatch THE down. THE down hatch. oh fuck it. Swallows! Like the birds! Yet the birds are ill-begotten progeny, doomed to remain unswalled.
  Yes I'll tell them for pete's fuck! He was the one who rememberanced me of my slobbery flesh hooks and expounded on their propensity for things other than digestibles. Whoopedynahnah shit. Always horning his own toot.
 
    Stop! (Can we frost this cake later, please! We have company.)
 
 Well now that bill,
    yes, you're bill. Well today you am!
 Well now that Henry obliterated any decent fistlines to finish my glorious parablagraphs, I board the meeting with a verse.
 
 "Hell hath no fury as hades being furious, for if a man betwixt between the eye hears bluebirds, then shirley the voice bubble atop his head scribes feel goods."                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] BloodPumpkinHead on October 18, 2005, 05:30:00 pm
                Malkavian girls are sexually insane....                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Lauren35297354 on October 19, 2005, 11:13:00 am
                Insane Asylum?  Been there, done that, got the t-shirt.
 Oh, what a pretty picture.....why is it staring at me now....aarrrggghhhh....make it stop looking at me!                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] darling_addy on November 14, 2005, 09:08:00 pm
                In Reply To #22
 
Lauren posted:

 Insane Asylum?  Been there, done that, got the t-shirt.

 
 I had that shirt too... but I burned it.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] ElGostro on December 03, 2005, 11:28:00 pm
                aLL you people are crazy,not like me,since I am sane,very,very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very sane!As sane as sanity can go!Saner than sane,I am sanest,I Am THE sanest,no I mean its,I'm THE<red></red><b></b> SANEST person around,sane sane sane sanity sanitarily sane so sane I m...insane?D'oh!                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Skinweaver on December 04, 2005, 10:36:00 am
                In Reply To #24
 
 Everyone is insane to varying degrees.
 Imagine every derangement as a colour.
 The world is a rainbow! Shine, friend! Shine!                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Carl20140658 on December 08, 2005, 04:35:00 pm
                In Reply To #24
 
 The funny thing is that people claiming to be the most sane of all are often quite the opposite.
 
 Personally, Insane is not a word I like to use. To call people insane is wrong. They just have different perspectives on life and death. They're not insane, it's the world around them that is.
                       

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] ElGostro on December 09, 2005, 11:31:00 am
                as in a book preface I once read
 
 Madness may be truth itself ashamed of discovering the secrets of the world                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Brownie_SG on December 09, 2005, 02:20:00 pm
                I actually read this:
 
 (WARNING: MALE SUBJECTS, DO NOT READ THIS FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!)
 http://www.pharsh.com/forums/viewtopic.php?t=247&highlight=vasectomy                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Skinweaver on December 10, 2005, 12:25:00 am
                (Clears throat) krhm...
 
 AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!
 
 Thank you for your time. Proceed...                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Carl20140658 on December 11, 2005, 03:44:00 pm
                I read it, and I must say that guy either has a lot of guts, or is just stupid. Or both. One can only wonder why he would do that kind of thing to himself.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Brownie_SG on December 12, 2005, 10:53:00 am
                In Reply To #30
 Well, i could say YOU have lots of guts just for reading it happy                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Skinweaver on December 12, 2005, 01:25:00 pm
                In Reply To #31
 
 I can't see what's so special about that, really.
 I tend to imagine much worse things when I'm feeling vengeful...                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Brownie_SG on December 12, 2005, 01:28:00 pm
                In Reply To #32
 ofcourse i'm overreacting happy                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Carl20140658 on December 13, 2005, 05:25:00 pm
                In Reply To #32
 
 Hey, I was about to say that.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Skinweaver on December 13, 2005, 05:47:00 pm
               
 THERE'S A BOWL IN MY SALAD!                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] TheVampireDante on December 13, 2005, 09:56:00 pm
                In Reply To #35
 
 http://www.seizureandy.com/stuff/guts.html
 
 Laughed myself stupid at that.
 
 
 
 *Ahem* If you die, you live inside my head, if you live, you die in yours. If you die, can I live in your head?
                       

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Skinweaver on December 14, 2005, 01:00:00 am
               
 The evil orange is stringed up to the rainbow fence. She's married to the cacti and you must remember to cook your ears before oiling the red lamppost.
 For the love of god! Don't forget the oil!
 
 I do need sleep now but nooo... instead, I have to be broken!
 
 The tattooed pineapple is after my shaved cat because he read the sign on the shaved heads of the mothmen.
 Hide in the wasp's nest. Beware the potato...                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] InsaneKornKid on December 23, 2005, 01:55:00 pm
                One by one the penguins steal my sanity...                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] AngelEena on January 10, 2006, 03:09:00 pm
                I don't like suitcases...There's never enough room for all of us.                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Brujahoo on February 08, 2006, 03:31:00 pm
                DO YOU LIKE BISCUITES? DO YOU LIKE BISCUITES? DO YOU LIKE BISCUITES? DO YOU LIKE BISCUITES? DO YOU LIKE BISCUUUITES?
 
 "Actually this is a Gir quote of the series, INVADER ZIM, but... DO YOU LIKE BISCUITES?"....                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Sodom40280831 on February 08, 2006, 04:09:00 pm
                No pickles?                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Brujahoo on February 23, 2006, 09:26:00 pm
                Do you think Golum was an Malkavian? My precious... IDIOT!                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Skinweaver on February 24, 2006, 10:57:00 am
               
 Voices calling for me. There's a tune in my head and the little boy won't stop playing. I should take his flute but who knows what he will do? He already tore out my cabinet.
 When the lights go out I'm never alone. They are always present, watching, listening... I know that they are planning something and I am their vessel. The demon rapes me while I sleep and leave at dawn while I lie there broken and shaking. She knows me and I know her but she comes when she pleases. Never alone. Never alone again.                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] BeauChaotica on February 24, 2006, 06:44:00 pm
                Truth is sometimes an illusion...a false creation of a mind provoked by a twisted society into the birth of something dreadful...a twisted society filled with those who judge us. Ask me not what lies within the hellish infinate imaginative boundaries...if you have to ask infinity is out of your reach...but truly is anything within our reach? They all say that one can be one's self...but it is a farce...they control us...bend us to their will. Why else would anybody in their right or wrong mind...big or small...destructive...imaginative, philosophical or hopeful create such a devilish thing as commercials??? Why? WHY I BEG OF YOU! If you did know you would not tell me...for know we whether infact conciousness and knowing one's knowledge and wisdom exists? How do we know WE OURSELVES exist? We do not...and if we do even in the manufactured world...fueled by the seemingly bottomless abyss of corruption that flows from the corporations...the corpoations and the leaders...all those with power over each other and the world...the media...world leaders...the UN the EU the RAF the MI the MI5 the MI6 they all wish for MORE! More power...all they know is the methods of the creation of corruption and to twist andmanipulate those below them to do thei bidding...buy this...wear this because some other corrupted drunkard does...the drunkards at the top will involve in scandal and scam...in the papers...the media will again manipulate the stories to get what they and their superiors want...the drunks will lose their power and some other will come out of the void into the sickly green limelight...nothing is more odious and perverted than the persuit of power...the 'sane' seek power...ultimate power but they will never find it. Ultimate power lies in the hands of the enlightened...thought of as ill by those abominations...the incarnations of corruption and pain...THEY are the ill ones belief in one's own power is to be ill...they HAVE no power...they may own their car and their company...they might be Bill Gates or George Bush...but their corporation or country is one and only one...no matter how much green, solid lies they accumulate in their vast vaults...the universe gives not a thought to their actions...money, like all things is a creation of the mind and yet another chain added to the iron maiden of life and sanity. The enlightened know not and need not the bounds of wealth or power, but are content in the knowledge that others may busy themselves with their various concerns...and arrange funerals...and divide their wealth between their children so that they may join the charade...the true Masquerade lies not in the dead of night...with the Princes and minions...the Kings and pawns...not with regents...the bishops of the World of Darkness...the true Masquerade is that of their beloved sanity. The key to unlock the chains and escape the iron maiden that encompasses us lies not with their money...those who spend their lives sitting and counting their small change are not the ones doing well...no...they are inflicted with sanity...struck with their own bounds of religion...healthy eating...money...all a creation of the race of humanity and 'sanity'...the ones who fear not their imminent collapse. They are the ones out of their minds. Us, the enlightened, can do nothing but watch as they destroy themselves. We are helpless. It is too late to worry about 'Global Warming' for the caps are melting before our eyes...too late to worry about your weight, for you cannot get off the couch of sanity. Everywhere they turn they are confronted with their own self created misery. The taxman knocks at the door. You must pay your bills...you run into the living room...the deaf and blind people of the media speak of an old lady mugged for her recently collected lies...'pensions'...run up the stairs and see clothes in piles and platic littering the floor...run back into the kitchen to see stacks of crockery teetering on worktops, waiting to be washed...all a pointless waste of time, effort and the world's precious recources. when the apocalypse comes, we will not hang around to collect our aptly named TRAPpings and material wealth. We will stroll calmly to thehills and wait, while those among us still inflicted with their obsession with possessions swarm to try and escape...but their fancy pickups and sports coupes will not save them now...they drown in the self-fulfilling prophecy of sorrow and death...they have brought it upon themselves, and they shall recieve their retribution. We will laugh as they run, but cannot find a place to hide. We will laugh as they the realisation finally hits them like the feet of those trampling them to death...they mean nothing. Their life has been worthless and no matter which insurance sompany they used, or which funeral expenses plan they chose, they cannot escape the consequences of their greed...we are not the ones who will pay...we have done nothing wrong...we can see through the mask into the world that lies beneath...the human race's own stupidity has led them to sacrifice truckloads of their own bretheren and precious recources to the universe outside...and to what avail? To get a flag on the nearest objesct from the Earth? AS MEANINGLESS AS LIFE ITSELF! Love, wealth, and power...they mean nothing. As does their precious sanity.
 
 
 [added Feb 24 2006  1:48PM]
 
 In Reply To #25
 "I colour the world with the hues of my madness..."                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] bogj on February 24, 2006, 08:04:00 pm
                In Reply To #3
 I've heard that quite a bit.  Sanity is a legal term not a medical one.  If a doctor declares you are sane it merely means you can be held responsible for your actions in a court of law.  Also, a psychiatrist cannot stamp you Okay no mental defects, anymore than a medical doctor can say your body is free from illness, infection, and injury.  If a shrink does say this then he or she is a quack.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] ATwitchyMollusk on February 25, 2006, 12:50:00 pm
                As I sit in this empty shell, (or is not empty, with the memories?) I wonder. Why does the cat hate the dove? Is it because the dove destroys the cat, puts on a nonexistant leash and cages it with the other doves? Oh no, the gray ones and vultures caw, it's the double-digit blues. What do THEY know? So many have died from the Dove. Buildings fall because their inhabitants feared it, why does this one still breath? Is it because they don't fear? No! They DO fear! They fear the darker end of their silly dogvision! Peeft. It's not like the whiter end likes us either.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] ChaoticDrahauk on July 04, 2006, 07:19:00 pm
                The voices! THE VOICES! THE VOICES ARE IN MY...ooh cookies. MFFF mnfff mnfmfnfmf mmm. Now where was I, oh yes THE VOICES ARE IN MY STOMACH! They're telling me, to skin a giant weiner dog and wear it as a hat...What is this song all about?
 Can't figure any lyrics out
 How do the words to it go?
 I wish you'd tell me, I don't know
 Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no
 Dnn't know, don't know, don't know
 Now I'm mumblin' and I'm screamin'
 And I don't know what I'm singin'
 Crank the volume, ears are bleedin'
 I still don't know what I'm singin'
 We're so loud and incoherent
 Boy this oughtta bug your parents
 Yeah
 
 It's unintelligible
 I just can't get it through my skull
 It's hard to bargle nawdle zouss(?)
 With all these marbles in my mouth
 Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no
 Don't know, don't know, don't know...
 
 Well we don't sound like Madonna
 Here we are now, we're Nirvana
 Sing distinctly? We don't wanna
 Buy our album, we're Nirvana
 A garage band from Seattle
 Well, it sure beats raising cattle
 Yeah
 
 And I forgot the next verse
 Oh well, I guess it pays to rehearse
 The lyric sheet's so hard to find
 What are the words? Oh, nevermind
 Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no
 Don't know, don't know don't know...
 
 Well, I'm yellin' and we're playin'
 But I don't know what I'm sayin'
 What's the message I'm conveyin'?
 Can you tell me what I'm sayin'?
 So have you got some idea?
 Didn't think so, well, I'll see ya!
 Sayonara, sayonara
 Ayonawa, adinawa
 Odinaya, yodinaya
 Yaddayadda, yaaahyaaah
 Ayaaaaah!
 
 One by one the pixies steal my sanity and seal it in a tiny jar for when the voices get hungry and need to be fed.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] JessamineHaynsworth on July 06, 2006, 03:16:00 am
                Go to the land of the Falling Pink Sun, and swim in the gentle-hearing sea.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Simrobert2001 on July 06, 2006, 10:30:00 am
                I seek the feathered female to get myself known.
 ((In this larp game, my malk was seeking the harpy to get herself aknowledged))                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Metallica_Vamp on July 26, 2006, 07:06:00 pm
                I love my straightjacket. It's comfy.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] ChaoticDrahauk on July 26, 2006, 10:20:00 pm
                Dun durun durun du shin-ny kni-ives
 
 Dun durun durun du gonna slash 'em up                        

 

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           Do you bury me when I'm gone?
 Do you teach me while I'm here?
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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] viivrabe on March 04, 2007, 01:25:00 am
                In Reply To #1
 shut up i cant under stand what im saying i dont speek laten...   or do i?..... no no i dont.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Metallica_Vamp on March 07, 2007, 03:51:00 am
                Alas, the voice in my head is dead.
 
 Slain by sanity.
 
 I had a dream of sanity and it sacred the voice to death.
 
 So quiet...So lonely...Too much of my old saner self....
 
 Will you be the new voice? Someone? Anyone? Voice?
 
 Speak to me! I can't be sane! I'll go crazy!
 
 Crazy?
 
 Yes, sanity cannot survive. Sanity will kill itself. Suicidal sanity. Now that's crazy.
 
 Crazy?
 
 Hey! I'm not crazy, you're crazy! Ooh, hello voice! Where've you been?                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Alec_Stanley on March 07, 2007, 05:21:00 pm
                "Eskimos learnt sign language so they can tell dolphins they love them."                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] ChaoticDrahauk on March 07, 2007, 06:27:00 pm
                Tea cosies are coming to take over the world                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] CaptainBoxman on March 07, 2007, 06:32:00 pm
                In Reply To #55
 AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
 
 ...Said the spider to the fly                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] ElGostro on March 07, 2007, 10:42:00 pm
                The street parleyed withe me today,she asked me why her blanket mask of purest white messed and stepped on had I,
 
 Feeling in extreme sad and guilty I asked her forgiveness of my ignorance,for of such use for such a mask of flawlessness I had not known
 
 
 Nothing had to be forgiven,but forgiving she said,she was quite happy that for once,to someone among endless upon meaningless masses of those whom her visage suffers their stomping speak to she could
 
 She had told me of how her kin are born,from a blazing hearth in a forge of creation,to the slow agonizing cooling of their passion,and how today,the cooling to petrification and daily dismembering and replacement of it s very essence they now suffer...
 
 I reached out to her,but was swept away by the purposeless crowd...
                       

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] RakishAzrael on March 07, 2007, 10:45:00 pm
                shoving feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken...
 
 [added Mar  7 2007  5:50PM]
 
 i see a little sillhouetta of a man. SCARAMOUCE SCARAMOUCE do you do the fandango? THUNDERBOLT AND LIGHTNING VERY VERY FRIGHTINING BEEP. leave a message.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Alec_Stanley on March 09, 2007, 06:34:00 pm
                "An uncracked azure shell floating in a sea of coal"                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Metallica_Vamp on August 03, 2007, 04:22:00 pm
                I'm NOT crazy! I'm not, I'm not, I'm NOT!
 
 But I am a tiger. See my pretty stripes?
 
 Whattya mean no? You're crazy!
 
 But not me. Nope. Not crazy.                        

 

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Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] ~NW~Bloodywolf on August 05, 2007, 09:56:00 am
                OHH! He's Cute! May I keep him, please wolfy may I keep him!?
 
 <red>Put the head down william... *sigh*</red>
 
 *edit* Wrong account again! Arr!                        

 

                                                  
Title: Re: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] Wolvenheart on August 05, 2007, 10:09:00 am
                [Got the right account now]
 
 ssst, don't cry... its not like you will miss your tongue.
 So you ate your lipstick... Its not bad, I'll buy you some new ones...
 
 Don't cry, this is only the beginning. My blood, your blood, your blood, in my blood, my blood in your blood.
 
 *Chop*
 *chop*
 *chop*
 
 endlessly... over and over...                        

 

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Title: Post your Malkavian Mental Outbursts!
Post by: [archive] AntiSockPuppet on August 15, 2007, 05:50:00 am
                I was microwaving some 3 month old squid I found in the freezer a little while ago. All of the sudden one of them exploded in quite a messy way. Just imagine all the stuff I could blow up if I had enough squid. If I am what I eat then am I a cephalopod? What kind of dinning set defines me as a cephalopod? If I get put in the freezer for 3 months and then microwaved will I explode?                        

 

                                                  
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