DSP OFF-TOPIC Thread

For further clarification.
Douche means to gush.
Its the same as Goth.
But the G sound morphed into the D sound. The Gea of the eastern/steppe/lakes and the western/forest/river Deu.
When you get punched in the nose repeatedly for a few generations the noises that come out of babies craniums start sounding different.
The motherland stayed in one place but the father migrated to sow more oats.
So you get a new kingdom in a new land with a new dynasty but still the same civilization and greater empire.
The Douches are the Dutch speaking Germans.
The word itself means people of god.
Like the Goths are also the people of god.
As in belonging to god.
But sometimes mistaken for gods themselves by those impressed with their physical constitution.
When they saw the Goths folks said oh my Gosh!
Folks being a German word for common people.
People being a Skraeling word for special folk.
When the peoples and the folks meet they have sex with their words.
And what comes are are Slavs of all kinds for all jobs that nobody else will do.
Nephews of the Germans.
Nephites and Nephilim in Niflheim breathing water due to Nepotism and Ineptitude from when they fell into neptune and couldnt figure out how to swim without help of a mask.
Germans from Herman are Brothers which means buddies like buds sprouting from the same bush.
But some Hermanians stood and fought with spear and shield before moving west and eventually became Germanians.
While the others fled with their bows when things got too hot shooting arrows in retreat on their way to Iran where they were known as the Armenians. Now probably more remembered as Hitlers folly.
The names all mean the same anyway and the kingdom is not of the land but the land of the kingdom.
Kinda like a horde.
Germans followed to the land we now know as Turkish but was named after Dorr the Thunderer before invading the Hister and the Danube in a blitz of craigs.
And on the way the met their ancient great grand godfathers.
Who with scythes divided them up so they would always be sharp.
Clang Clang.
Practice.
Make hay.
Castles are made out of bales of hay plastered with wet mud.
The hard part is making iron gate.
For that you need melting pot.
Where the weak in numbers run, the strong groups shield up, and the dudes grab their bats and hit hard until they turn impure pig iron into high carbon steel.

 

Forsooth!

 

Lots of things happening.
Not just one.
Hasn't been this much happening since when people thought it was 2012.

 

attaboy francis

 

The obsession with 'beauty' always leads to idolizing things that half of your congregation find abominable.
Maybe putting up idols is a bad thing because it dumbs the people down and causes schisms when some don't like the new idols and want the old ones back.
If god loved beauty so much he would have stopped at the houses of the holy.
They look beautiful.
But their hearth is not on fire.
And their eyes are obsessed with looking for beauty.

 

funeral cakes for tammuz!
but man are they tasty

 

Yes he is.
The force has a strong side and a weak side.
The force is police.
Like barbarians crossing the rubicon.
Sons of the goths from the time copper badges were first smashed.
When it was copper time.

huh? is a guardian of the lore.
And the lore is the law.
That all sons of the constitution swear a holy undying oath to.
The lore is a badge and a shield.
There are only two types of cops.
Those who use their shield as a ram.
And those that use their shield to give cover.

When the rush comes most will go for the gold.
Everybody wants to be a god.
But that sun has set.
In the dark it will be blue lives matter.
But not all blue is royal and sky.
Most is dark and starry.
Luckily there is dodger and navy.

That rush 'n attack will come like an nfl blitz.
How do you know who made who?
Some men are born and some are made by the hand of god.
Like a goal by don diego.
If he upholds the lore he is police.
If he breaks his oath, he is the police.
And fuck the police.
They give police a bad name.
Because police carry the honor and regard of the knights of glory and beer.
But the police carry the prideful scorn, disdain and contempt of the varangian guard.
Who swear their oath to the man that pays them their gold instead of the people who generate it.
That gold is supposed to buy him entry into the third heaven folks reach when they retire from the world of work.
Where they can be as gods amongst men.
Yet during the blitz their are culled in large numbers before they can reach the age to recreate.
Because the blitz is nigh.
And it will come like a slow rolling wave.
That suddenly collapses on top of you.
Like at a restaurant with your buddies sharing a pizza and beer.
And the blitz comes suddenly to shut the party down.
Because folks aren't wearing the mark they been given.
And cocksuckas from the valleys don't know the position to assume.

Mr. Wu didn't wear his hair in the air for no reason.
Ask Mr. Lee.
It was for good luck.
But luck means something different for them from the east.
We have our local logos.
They have the celestial emperor.
And cutting off your braid was a mark.
Like taking off your mask in the park.
For most cops its just the job.
They are cops and the job is the job.
But for the cops its not just a job.
Its a platform like the one slaves were auctioned.
With steps up a career ladder to join the celestials.
And they sell out.
Securing the bag.
All the good cops do.
That's why they are all bad.
Even police I just told you about.
The heroes not the villains.
Fuck them too.
Because when the blitz comes nobody will know who made who.
If you all wearing the same shade of dark blue.

The only way is the sky way.
The great blue shield in the sky way.
The scythian way.
Of the knights that say nay when their peers try to take your glory and beer.
And instead join you for a drink under their shield.
The sieving of those people with badges who are deceiving the masses will rain down in batches like a fire started without any matches.
So everyone can see the city at night.
Reflected by the shield of water above.
Not unlike the fog of war.
That only a comp-ass can cross.