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NWlight
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Re: Mothman, Real or Not? [Re: Mescalean]
#18239296 - 05/09/13 05:28 PM (10 years, 9 months ago) |
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Mescalean said: Have you studied theoretical physics at all? I know it's just theoretical, but the biology in one dimension probably is noooothing like the one here. But it's just a long shot.
one year of general physics but not theoretical physics.
I can still debunk this using something I understand better - chemistry. (or "applied physics" WHATEVER you would call it) 
If this being occupied one dimension then it would not possess mass, therefore photons would not interact with it in the normal way to produce an image on a camera's lense.
TL;DR the simple fact that this object has both height and length means that it is not occupying 1 dimension but 2, furthermore 2 dimensional objects do not have mass and would not be seen by our cameras, as per my explanation above.
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Re: Mothman, Real or Not? [Re: NWlight]
#18239311 - 05/09/13 05:31 PM (10 years, 9 months ago) |
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What the hell are u on about?
The mothman is a flesh and blood being.
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Re: Mothman, Real or Not? [Re: Mad_Larkin]
#18239319 - 05/09/13 05:33 PM (10 years, 9 months ago) |
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Mad_Larkin said: What the hell are u on about?
The mothman is a flesh and blood being.
then it occupies 3 dimensions and is therefore once again debunked as per JoiDeVivre's explanation using the biological approach
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Re: Mothman, Real or Not? [Re: NWlight]
#18239340 - 05/09/13 05:37 PM (10 years, 9 months ago) |
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Why tho?
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Re: Mothman, Real or Not? [Re: NWlight]
#18239362 - 05/09/13 05:43 PM (10 years, 9 months ago) |
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NWlight said:
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Mad_Larkin said: What the hell are u on about?
The mothman is a flesh and blood being.
then it occupies 3 dimensions and is therefore once again debunked as per JoiDeVivre's explanation using the biological approach
I know you don't usually do requests, but I hope my circumstances will move you to exception. I am 38 years old. I live by myself, and while I do not entirely lack for company, I have no friends of more than four years standing, and prefer to spend my time, particularly weekends, alone with my memory, for that is where my true friends are. Four years ago I was a key witness in the trial of a Whilpshire death-ring. Several men were given life, but in the process my own existence became threatened. Threatening messages on my pager and pig-blood in my milk told me that I had been marked by the gang, and when I awoke one morning and found a skinned swan in the toilet, I applied for police protection. They obliged, but advised me to move from Blackburn to Kilburn. They also said I would not be safe unless everyone I knew believed I was dead, so with their help I disappeared and headed South. Everything about me had to change, including my name. You may just have heard of me - between you and me, but not for broadcast, it used to be Cholice Ketteridge. I used to run Hot Biscuits, the record shop off Calder Street. I also took the precaution of altering my face, so that I would be completely unrecognisable even to my family. Alas, they, along with my true friends and dear wife, Alice, could only exist for me in my mind and heart.
The first few weeks in London were interesting, as a sort of challenge, but to be honest, the longer I spent in my new, strange environment, the less I desired to meet new people. They're alright, but the bonds you make after 30 are so superficial, frankly. It was Alice I missed most. By this January, I could feel my wits beginning to end. Then, just six weeks ago, something happened that split my brain end to end.
It was a Sunday, and I was purchasing some fittings at an all-week furniture store, when there, arranging the display in the mid-tone bedrooms, I saw Alice. I knew it was her at once; every curve, every gesture. I just stood and gawped - no words, just a tennis ball in my throat. She saw me, a staring stranger, and looked away, embarrassed. I ran out.
For a week I returned every day, making enough purchases to avoid suspicion, at the same time, lurking and peeping as much as I could. She had noticed me again, and smiled. Had she looked slightly too long? Christ's fat cock, how I ached. By Wednesday, I had gathered she was still unattached, but had three suitors who would contrive to visit her during the day, making her laugh and blush with their vacuous flirting. How men become ridiculous at the hands of lust.
One of them, the stupidest but most forward, asked her out. I seethed from behind a rather unpleasant shelf. I wanted to shout, "Alice, I love you! Help me!" - I couldn't, of course. So I scrawled it onto the back of an Oddbins receipt, and pushed it deep into my pocket. I was being eaten up. By Thursday, she was playing them off against each other. She said she wanted to go to the lakes for the weekend, with whoever could guess the whereabouts of her birthmark. I knew she was just amusing herself, trying to forget me, but still I felt the full bowelling in my gut when she said that. But I also knew she had given me my chance. No-one could guess about the small, violet disc in the warm pink of her mouth. But I knew.
The answer had to be written down and placed in an envelope. They would be opened on Friday lunchtime in the park outside the store. All morning I loitered on the grass, wishing I smoked, muttering at squirrels, until, at last, the improbable foursome emerged, excited and chattering. I watched with growing glee as first one, then two, and finally three faces failed, despite their smiles, to fully disguise their disappointment. Alice laughed and tossed her hair. This was my moment.
I ran forward. I thrust my envelope into her hand, and said, "Open it, please. Trust me, you must open it." They laughed. They pretended to take me seriously. Alice slipped her finger under the flap, and drew out my note. She read it - and read it again. She looked at me, aghast. She looked at her suitors, who were now no longer smiling, searching for some clue. "But who?" "Cholice," I said. "Cholice Ketteridge, and I love you. I'm not dead, I had to run away, but I don't care if they kill me now, I want you back."
After an aching pause, a tear rolled onto her cheek. "Cholice," she whispered, and leaned forward to kiss me. I shut my eyes, but never felt her lips, because at that moment she was transfixed by a spear of frozen liquid waste from an aeroplane toilet facility. I will never forget her face, as she lay pinned to the turf. The look of stunned incomprehension, tempered still with a slight sensual anticipation is pop-riveted to the scarred bonnet of my memory.
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Re: Mothman, Real or Not? [Re: Mad_Larkin]
#18239383 - 05/09/13 05:50 PM (10 years, 9 months ago) |
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I think you've been eating way too much ramen dude its clouding ur 3rd eye which is used to understand the 3rd dimension
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Re: Mothman, Real or Not? [Re: NWlight]
#18239560 - 05/09/13 06:30 PM (10 years, 9 months ago) |
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NWlight said: I think you've been eating way too much ramen dude its clouding ur 3rd eye which is used to understand the 3rd dimension
Wow, resort to childish irony instead of providing a legitimate argument. Good one.
Who's to say the Mothman isn't real? There's plenty of documented evidence. The only reason you won't believe it is because you, like most Americans, have been brainwashed by the media, fast food companies, wal-mart, and McDonalds into thinking that there is only one way of looking at the world. Science has failed us before, and it may have failed us here. Try and opens up yourself to something extraordinary, it'll do you some good.
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Oh lord I do hope you stick around.
Next time I will just sit back and enjoy
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NWlight said: I think you've been eating way too much ramen dude its clouding ur 3rd eye which is used to understand the 3rd dimension
Wow, resort to childish irony instead of providing a legitimate argument. Good one.
Who's to say the Mothman isn't real? There's plenty of documented evidence. The only reason you won't believe it is because you, like most Americans, have been brainwashed by the media, fast food companies, wal-mart, and McDonalds into thinking that there is only one way of looking at the world. Science has failed us before, and it may have failed us here. Try and opens up yourself to something extraordinary, it'll do you some good.
lol! you should post in some of VaeVictum's threads, that would be wicked entertainment i will not get involved in....
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Re: Mothman, Real or Not? [Re: SurReality]
#18239615 - 05/09/13 06:43 PM (10 years, 9 months ago) |
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hilarity to ensue
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Re: Mothman, Real or Not? [Re: NWlight]
#18240888 - 05/09/13 11:01 PM (10 years, 9 months ago) |
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The pictures and video look to me like plastic sheeting blowing in the wind.
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Re: Mothman, Real or Not? [Re: Me_Roy]
#18241681 - 05/10/13 04:10 AM (10 years, 9 months ago) |
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 no, its obviously some sort of giant moth...
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I grew up about 20 minutes from the town the Mothman supposedly originates from. Used to dig ginseng in those woods. Rather I believe or not, it was always a little spooky going deep into the mountains, into ancient forest, losing your way. This effect would intensify especially when you have darkness nipping on your heels trying to get back home.
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Re: Mothman, Real or Not? [Re: Fatherroot]
#18241805 - 05/10/13 05:30 AM (10 years, 9 months ago) |
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i saw the movie mothman a long time ago, i had no idea it was some sort of bigfoot legend. i just thought it was the most retarded attempt of a horror movie i had ever seen lol.
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Re: Mothman, Real or Not? [Re: NWlight]
#18241872 - 05/10/13 06:11 AM (10 years, 9 months ago) |
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Not biologically possible?

Aliens made it, just like bigfoot, yeti, seamonters, hydra, the minotaur, etc
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