The Word of Sol

Red Hand

Oh Grand Bringer of Life, I bring your shining message to the heathens of this forum that shirk from your beaming rays. Though it be night, I hold your glory in my heart as I step into the den of Nyx to bring the heathen your message. Forgive my trespass, oh Sol, as night is the only time I may bring thy Word.

Let your holy photons reawaken these heretic's dormant awe of your glory and make them whole again. Those that deny You and dwelleth in the shadows, shall ultimately deny life. They who dwelleth in the night shall be brought to the light of day. They that shun thy beams, shall be cast upon a path that will ultimately end in tears and heartache, where their land shall be blackened and burnt by Your outrage and their filthy practices be cleaved clean from the earth itself.

To the Goth and his hatred of all Your colours, let him embrace Your spectrum, oh Shield of Helios. Let his skin be beaten by Your holy rays to a healthy glowing tan. For his tribe must convert and see the error of their ways lest they be cast into the black painted bed chamber of their own doing for all eternity. Doth it not say in Scripture, that those that wear heathenish paste on their face shall be afflicted by boils and pimples and acne as their punishment?

"Ye who deny the gift of vitamin D, shall ultimately pay the price, for I shall rot your bones from the inside out. Pale, scarred from acne and brittle boned, you will cry repentence unto me yet I will be deaf to your pleas, ye who have denied me."-Photons 12:3

To the man who worketh or playeth all night, may You place his foot on the right path of daylight and rightiousness. Let him spurn the whorish delights of Nyx and her son, Mammon and let him earn his honest crust under Your shining gaze, oh Nourisher of Souls. Man shall keep the night for sleep, and not for work or play.

Those that rubbeth the cream of Screen on their skins will suffer if ye do not repent and change your ways. Wash off that spoor of doom lest Holy Sol raze your skin from it's moorings. Our Guiding Light must kiss your skin, even if ye be fully uncovered and at the beach. He that is burnt from Sol, is truly blessed indeed. For does it not say,

"You red men, and you freckled women, those of the Mole-by allowing yourselves to be burnt red by my healing touch, you are my chosen people. Let the Tribes of the Lobster skinned Irish be my priests and magistrates. This be my Word." Cancer 10:8

Oh Guiding Light, oh Star of Day, may You grant all heretics that avoid Your glory, shun Your light and deny Your holy heat, be brought from the shade to the light. Make haste, ye spawn of the night and repent!

This is the Word of Sol.

Doctor DooM

Oh, it's on.

Has the moon ever blinded anyone for having the temerity to look at it?

Has anyone ever shown how sensitive they are to a girl by going "wow, the sun sure looks pretty today, doesn't it?"

Don't think so.

Dord

SDooM wrote: »

Oh, it's on.

Has the moon ever blinded anyone for having the temerity to look at it?

Has anyone ever shown how sensitive they are to a girl by going "wow, the sun sure looks pretty today, doesn't it?"

Don't think so.

No, because it would be followed by her screaming "Oww, my retinas!"

cyberwolf77

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

Oh Grand Bringer of Life, I bring your shining message to the heathens of this forum that shirk from your beaming rays. Though it be night, I hold your glory in my heart as I step into the den of Nyx to bring the heathen your message. Forgive my trespass, oh Sol, as night is the only time I may bring thy Word.

Let your holy photons reawaken these heretic's dormant awe of your glory and make them whole again. Those that deny You and dwelleth in the shadows, shall ultimately deny life. They who dwelleth in the night shall be brought to the light of day. They that shun thy beams, shall be cast upon a path that will ultimately end in tears and heartache, where their land shall be blackened and burnt by Your outrage and their filthy practices be cleaved clean from the earth itself.

To the Goth and his hatred of all Your colours, let him embrace Your spectrum, oh Shield of Helios. Let his skin be beaten by Your holy rays to a healthy glowing tan. For his tribe must convert and see the error of their ways lest they be cast into the black painted bed chamber of their own doing for all eternity. Doth it not say in Scripture, that those that wear heathenish paste on their face shall be afflicted by boils and pimples and acne as their punishment?

"Ye who deny the gift of vitamin D, shall ultimately pay the price, for I shall rot your bones from the inside out. Pale, scarred from acne and brittle boned, you will cry repentence unto me yet I will be deaf to your pleas, ye who have denied me."-Photons 12:3

To the man who worketh or playeth all night, may You place his foot on the right path of daylight and rightiousness. Let him spurn the whorish delights of Nyx and her son, Mammon and let him earn his honest crust under Your shining gaze, oh Nourisher of Souls. Man shall keep the night for sleep, and not for work or play.

Those that rubbeth the cream of Screen on their skins will suffer if ye do not repent and change your ways. Wash off that spoor of doom lest Holy Sol raze your skin from it's moorings. Our Guiding Light must kiss your skin, even if ye be fully uncovered and at the beach. He that is burnt from Sol, is truly blessed indeed. For does it not say,

"You red men, and you freckled women, those of the Mole-by allowing yourselves to be burnt red by my healing touch, you are my chosen people. Let the Tribes of the Lobster skinned Irish be my priests and magistrates. This be my Word." Cancer 10:8

Oh Guiding Light, oh Star of Day, may You grant all heretics that avoid Your glory, shun Your light and deny Your holy heat, be brought from the shade to the light. Make haste, ye spawn of the night and repent!

This is the Word of Sol.

Heathen! I worship Luna, Mistress of the Moon and bringer of the silver light which guides my path at night.

Futurecrook

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

Oh Grand Bringer of Life, I bring your shining message to the heathens of this forum that shirk from your beaming rays.

Agh, it burns...

:cool:

...that's better.

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

Though it be night, I hold your glory in my heart as I step into the den of Nyx to bring the heathen your message. Forgive my trespass, oh Sol, as night is the only time I may bring thy Word.

Um, just a word of advice but you may need more protection than that stepping in here. I don't think Noxcat, Lysander or Orestes are afraid of glory.

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

Make haste, ye spawn of the night and repent!

This is the Word of Sol.

But, but... what about the word we've already been given?

http://www.boards.ie/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=2055328082

http://www.boards.ie/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=2055468290

*doesn't know who to listen to anymore or what to believe in*

*huddles in corner until darkness comes to make everything better*

cyberwolf77

Be not afraid futurecrook. I will sally forth and do battle against the servant of Sol. Mighty Luna guide my hand as I loose your arrows of argent light against the intruder to your realm.

Doctor DooM

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

spoor of doom

Oh, and you can leave my spoor out of this, cancer baller!


(... have I got a spoor?)

cyberwolf77

SDooM wrote: »

Oh, and you can leave my spoor out of this, cancer baller!


(... have I got a spoor?)

If you poo then yes you do.

Doctor DooM

cyberwolf77 wrote: »

If you poo then yes you do.

... just goes to show, people who worship the sun are obsessed with poo, nocs are mentally much more healthy and don't even know what nasty words like that mean. *Looks superior*

cyberwolf77

SDooM wrote: »

Oh, and you can leave my spoor out of this, cancer baller!


(... have I got a spoor?)

cyberwolf77 wrote: »

If you poo then yes you do.

SDooM wrote: »

... just goes to show, people who worship the sun are obsessed with poo, nocs are mentally much more healthy and don't even know what nasty words like that mean. *Looks superior*

I'm a nocturnal and I know what that word meant. Are you saying I'm out of the noc club. NO, DON'T MAKE ME GO BACK TO THE LIGHT!!!!

Doctor DooM

cyberwolf77 wrote: »

I'm a nocturnal and I know what that word meant. Are you saying I'm out of the noc club. NO, DON'T MAKE ME GO BACK TO THE LIGHT!!!!

... You have an exception, spoor boy.

See? the cancer ball is already infecting us with this faecal based conversation. further proof it should never be allowed sully us with it's presence.

cyberwolf77

SDooM wrote: »

... You have an exception, spoor boy.

See? the cancer ball is already infecting us with this faecal based conversation. further proof it should never be allowed sully us with it's presence.

Thank you sir. Would you care to help me and koth build the oubliette for future cancer ball intrusions.

Handsome Bob

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

Oh Grand Bringer of Life, I bring your shining message to the heathens of this forum that shirk from your beaming rays. Though it be night, I hold your glory in my heart as I step into the den of Nyx to bring the heathen your message. Forgive my trespass, oh Sol, as night is the only time I may bring thy Word.

Let your holy photons reawaken these heretic's dormant awe of your glory and make them whole again. Those that deny You and dwelleth in the shadows, shall ultimately deny life. They who dwelleth in the night shall be brought to the light of day. They that shun thy beams, shall be cast upon a path that will ultimately end in tears and heartache, where their land shall be blackened and burnt by Your outrage and their filthy practices be cleaved clean from the earth itself.

To the Goth and his hatred of all Your colours, let him embrace Your spectrum, oh Shield of Helios. Let his skin be beaten by Your holy rays to a healthy glowing tan. For his tribe must convert and see the error of their ways lest they be cast into the black painted bed chamber of their own doing for all eternity. Doth it not say in Scripture, that those that wear heathenish paste on their face shall be afflicted by boils and pimples and acne as their punishment?

"Ye who deny the gift of vitamin D, shall ultimately pay the price, for I shall rot your bones from the inside out. Pale, scarred from acne and brittle boned, you will cry repentence unto me yet I will be deaf to your pleas, ye who have denied me."-Photons 12:3

To the man who worketh or playeth all night, may You place his foot on the right path of daylight and rightiousness. Let him spurn the whorish delights of Nyx and her son, Mammon and let him earn his honest crust under Your shining gaze, oh Nourisher of Souls. Man shall keep the night for sleep, and not for work or play.

Those that rubbeth the cream of Screen on their skins will suffer if ye do not repent and change your ways. Wash off that spoor of doom lest Holy Sol raze your skin from it's moorings. Our Guiding Light must kiss your skin, even if ye be fully uncovered and at the beach. He that is burnt from Sol, is truly blessed indeed. For does it not say,

"You red men, and you freckled women, those of the Mole-by allowing yourselves to be burnt red by my healing touch, you are my chosen people. Let the Tribes of the Lobster skinned Irish be my priests and magistrates. This be my Word." Cancer 10:8

Oh Guiding Light, oh Star of Day, may You grant all heretics that avoid Your glory, shun Your light and deny Your holy heat, be brought from the shade to the light. Make haste, ye spawn of the night and repent!

This is the Word of Sol.

It's actually spelt righteousness chief.

Black Swan

SDooM wrote: »

Has the moon ever blinded anyone for having the temerity to look at it?

B!ue flips up shades and looks. Oh, it's morning in So Cal...:cool:

Red Hand

SDooM wrote: »

Oh, it's on.

Has the moon ever blinded anyone for having the temerity to look at it?

Has anyone ever shown how sensitive they are to a girl by going "wow, the sun sure looks pretty today, doesn't it?"

Don't think so.

You do not look directly at His glory, except in the morning as the rosy fingered dawn issues forth. Sol doth giveth yeteth he taketh awayeth frometh those that disrespect him.

cyberwolf77 wrote: »

Heathen! I worship Luna, Mistress of the Moon and bringer of the silver light which guides my path at night.

She merely reflects the rays of our Holy Sun. She is of little substance and without Sol, noone would know of her. Doth it not say,

"Those that mirror shatter easily"-Moles 2:8

Futurecrook wrote: »

*doesn't know who to listen to anymore or what to believe in*

*huddles in corner until darkness comes to make everything better*

Gaze outside, child, and bask in the light of day. You will know who the true one God is then.

LZ5by5 wrote: »

It's actually spelt righteousness, chief.

Oh mighty hewer of the written word, I apologise. The darkness of last eve must have wavered my hand whilst I typed. I would scarcely have made such a mistake if I were guided by our Holy Star's light.

Handsome Bob

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

Oh mighty hewer of the written word, I apologise. The darkness of last eve must have wavered my hand whilst I typed. I would scarcely have made such a mistake if I were guided by our Holy Star's light.

Hewer? How dare you call me a prostitute!:mad:

Red Hand

LZ5by5 wrote: »

Hewer? How dare you call me a prostitute!:mad:

You misunderstand me.

I am not of Cavan.

Red Hand

I have leaflets for all.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sun

I shall be back this time next week to collect them.

Black Swan

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

Gaze outside, child, and bask in the light of day. You will know who the true one God is then.

Doth thou forget ye of that which stalks during Full Lunar twilight whilst ye hide in den?

Red Hand

Blue_Lagoon wrote: »

Doth thou forget ye of that which stalks during Full Lunar twilight whilst ye hide in den?

Yea, ye may entice me with the lure of the succubus. Yea, ye may taunt me during the fullness of the moon.

But, nay, I shan't step forth from my den during the hours of Nyx. I hold fast!

Futurecrook

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

Gaze outside, child, and bask in the light of day. You will know who the true one God is then.

Um, I tried that once before and this happened...



I think I'll stick to the Lair thanks. :P

Also, is this how your mighty sol repays his worshippers? :rolleyes:

Red Hand

Futurecrook wrote: »

Um, I tried that once before and this happened...



I think I'll stick to the Lair thanks. :P

Also, is this how your mighty sol repays his worshippers? :rolleyes:

Your point being?

They are lucky to be blessed by such devotion to our one, true God.

By the by, the second image, beautiful and awe inspiring as it is, is no doubt a forgery by some militant Sunni-probably hoping that it striketh fear into the hearts of those that spurn the Sun by showing a simulation of true devotion.

Black Swan

Had Jeremiah been mooned by a shapely orb, he would sing a different tune indeed!

Red Hand

Blue_Lagoon wrote: »

Had Jeremiah been mooned by a shapely orb, he would sing a different tune indeed!

Shapely orbs of the female class may moon me, indeed but only in the full light of day.

Crumble Froo

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

To the Goth and his hatred of all Your colours, let him embrace Your spectrum, oh Shield of Helios. Let his skin be beaten by Your holy rays to a healthy glowing tan. For his tribe must convert and see the error of their ways lest they be cast into the black painted bed chamber of their own doing for all eternity. Doth it not say in Scripture, that those that wear heathenish paste on their face shall be afflicted by boils and pimples and acne as their punishment?

there is no such thing as a healthy tan. all tan is damaged skin, a leading cause in the formation of melanoma/skin cancer. there's a reason the sun won't let us look directly at it, if we could, we would see clearly it's treachery and deceit.

"Ye who deny the gift of vitamin D, shall ultimately pay the price, for I shall rot your bones from the inside out. Pale, scarred from acne and brittle boned, you will cry repentence unto me yet I will be deaf to your pleas, ye who have denied me."-Photons 12:3

im quite happy drinking my milk in the dark, thanks.

To the man who worketh or playeth all night, may You place his foot on the right path of daylight and rightiousness. Let him spurn the whorish delights of Nyx and her son, Mammon and let him earn his honest crust under Your shining gaze, oh Nourisher of Souls. Man shall keep the night for sleep, and not for work or play.

why does the sun give light to moon, if not for us to enjoy its silvery beauty? to enjoy, in safety, the light of the sun, to gaze at the stars, the milky way, shooting stars... it is the light of the moon that makes the face of heaven so fine, that all the world will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.

Those that rubbeth the cream of Screen on their skins will suffer if ye do not repent and change your ways.

again with the treachery and deceit.

the night brings with it peace, quiet, a slower rhythm of life, if that's what one wishes for, or the chance to let off some steam, in a way that is difficult and somewhat socially unacceptable to do during the daylight hours.

Nerin

This will not end well.


That is all.

cyberwolf77

You asked for it: Apocatequil strike the unbeliever with lightning, Hati summon your twin Skoll to eat the sun-worshipper, Khonsu lend us your strength to destroy the invader, Mani crash your sister Sol's chariot. As it is written so let it be.

Red Hand

Crumble Froo wrote: »

there is no such thing as a healthy tan. all tan is damaged skin, a leading cause in the formation of melanoma/skin cancer. there's a reason the sun won't let us look directly at it, if we could, we would see clearly it's treachery and deceit.

And not a word about lunacy, the dark staggers or harmful moon rays that cause fever of the brain in hysterics?

im quite happy drinking my milk in the dark, thanks.

"In the dark, there is many a slip twixt teat and mouth"-Luas 24:2

why does the sun give light to moon, if not for us to enjoy its silvery beauty? to enjoy, in safety, the light of the sun, to gaze at the stars, the milky way, shooting stars... it is the light of the moon that makes the face of heaven so fine, that all the world will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.

I can only hope that my prayers, fastings and sacrifices of entire villages of heathens will make you come to the light and bathe in it's glory.

I can only pray.

again with the treachery and deceit.

the night brings with it peace, quiet, a slower rhythm of life, if that's what one wishes for, or the chance to let off some steam, in a way that is difficult and somewhat socially unacceptable to do during the daylight hours.

Socially unacceptable behaviour? Such as?

Red Hand

cyberwolf77 wrote: »

You asked for it: Apocatequil strike the unbeliever with lightning, Hati summon your twin Skoll to eat the sun-worshipper, Khonsu lend us your strength to destroy the invader, Mani crash your sister Sol's chariot. As it is written so let it be.

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Blast the blasphemers with your stout rays, oh mighty Helios!:mad:

cyberwolf77

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

sacrifices of entire villages of heathens

You promote mass murder in the name of your holy figure. Think I'll stick with the moon thank you very much.

Handsome Bob

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

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Blast the blasphemers with your stout rays, oh mighty Helios!:mad:

I suppose this guy needs a bit of sun, but good luck telling him that.........

Red Hand

cyberwolf77 wrote:

You promote mass murder in the name of your holy figure. Think I'll stick with the moon thank you very much.

Very well. Let all those of a similar persuasion similarly volunteer for quarterly sacrifices prayer meetings.:pac:

LZ5by5 wrote: »

I suppose this guy needs a bit of sun, but good luck telling him that.........

Your pale-faced nocturnal prophet Tim Curry does not scare me, not one bIT.

cyberwolf77

cyberwolf77 wrote: »

You promote mass murder in the name of your holy figure. Think I'll stick with the moon thank you very much.

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

Very well. Let all those of a similar persuasion similarly volunteer for quarterly sacrifices:pac:

What are you, some kind of Neo-Aztec? You believe that many must die to ensure your sun will continue to rise every day.

Red Hand

I think we may have gotten off to a bad start in this thread.

Lets begin again, this time by offering the gentle spring ray of friendship in place of the smiting beams of unrelenting forced conversion.

Therefore, I would like to invite the Nocturnal...people to a Solcentric Country Fete this July. There will be a stall featuring Mrs Slocam's famous marmalades and conserves, a tug of war, horse-shoe pitching, Morris Dancing, a vegetable competition, and Farmer Wilson will be on hand to teach us how to thatch a roof. Both lay and clerical members will be there to welcome you and answer any of your questions.

Bring the kids, for there will be tea, finger sandwiches, cakes, lashings of ginger beer and a book burning for all to enjoy!

cyberwolf77

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

I think we may have gotten off to a bad start in this thread.

Lets begin again, this time by offering the gentle spring ray of friendship in place of the smiting beams of unrelenting forced conversion.

Therefore, I would like to invite the Nocturnal...people to a Solcentric Country Fete this July. There will be a stall featuring Mrs Slocam's famous marmalades and conserves, a tug of war, horse-shoe pitching, Morris Dancing, a vegetable competition, and Farmer Wilson will be on hand to teach us how to thatch a roof. Both lay and clerical members will be there to welcome you and answer any of your questions.

Bring the kids, for there will be tea, finger sandwiches, cakes, lashings of ginger beer and a book burning for all to enjoy!

Sounds lovely. I for one welcome the opportunity for a frank, and forthright debate on theological issues with my opposite numbers among your clergy. (Yes, I'm ordained) Should i bring the firewood for my pyre or will you be providing the necesssary materials.

Red Hand

What do you take us for?:eek: No, no firewood, no pyres...the thought!

No, we have a giant solar oven, with arguably the largest focusing lenses in Western Europe.

Lets hope for a fine, sunny day, Sol willing.

Handsome Bob

You're good skit I'll give you that Jeremiah.:D

cyberwolf77

No offense jeremiah, but I personally will be hoping for a rainout. :cool:

cyberwolf77

Let us come together in friendship good sir. Here's a song I'm sure you and your fellow sun-worshippers will enjoy.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jk5L0-SIceg

Red Hand

cyberwolf77 wrote: »

Let us come together in friendship good sir. Here's a song I'm sure you and your fellow sun-worshippers will enjoy.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jk5L0-SIceg

I had it on mute...but it's the thought that counts.:)

cyberwolf77

That song wakes me up every evening to be honest. I have both her albums.

Red Hand

Many of you thought me mad. Thought me a lone voice in the dark. That this glorious time would never come. That the darkness would be turned to day.

Our mighty Helios has shone forth and brought light to this forum, as predicted in scripture, and in my original post.

I said repent and ye have, on this glorious sun and rainbow filled day, April 1st.

May the remaining Nocturnals be flushed from the shadows. May their pasty faces tan in agony.

Nerin

Yawn.

Oh i'm sorry. You didn't get that it was a joke? Lol. The sun is a big gassy joke.

randylonghorn

Jeremiah 16:1 wrote: »

This is the Word of Sol.

And in the quiet spaces where the universe forgets itself, something stirred.

A fresh breeze blew where there was no air; a sweet chime resonated where there was no sound; and in the far reaches where there is no light, yet everything can be seen clearly, two large gentle eyes slowly opened.

And Nocturnas turned her clear gaze towards the earth, and the pale light of the galaxies which were her eyes was dimmed by sadness.

And she sent her thought to her handmaiden, Luna, and said unto her "My child, the false prophet has appeared once more on the world which you guard in my name. He who was once a disciple of the younger godling Yahweh, and who the lies of Sol the Betrayer seduced and maddened even unto apostasy, and a new adherence to the false and vengeful bringer of fire and destruction, walks again among my people and preaches his fallacious doctrine."

And Luna replied "Truely, my mother, I was aware of him, but I hesitated to wake you from your exigent rest. What would you have me do? Should I stretch forth my rays and plunge him into restful delirium?"

But Nocturnas said "No, this one already is infected with a madness far more potent and destructive, a mania of fury and of frenzy, of ecstasy and of rage, the burning seed of Sol the Destroyer, and your gentle touch would not give him repose, but would react with his passion and boil the fever within him until it destroyed him in great agony. He does not deserve such pain; he has been deceived; the fault is another's."

And Nocturnas stretched forth her will and caused a great darkness to surround the prophet, and it closed on him and surrounded him until its weight bore him gently onto the ground. And the darkness entered the mind of the prophet and soothed the flames therein, and it roiled through the channels of his being, banishing the flames and cooling his thoughts. And for the first time in centuries he knew true rest, and as his eyes gently closed he heard in the deepest caverns of his consciousness a sweet voice saying "Sleep now, my child, and rest from your cares. There will be no more pain. It is over." And the firehusk who was once Jeremiah slept, clad in a thick mantle of darkness, and knew no more.

And Nocturnas drew back her will and said to Luna "He will sleep now even unto the the end of time, and the Betrayer will not be able to awaken him or to harm him, though he causes firemountains to fall upon him, or the earth to split beneath him. My people may walk in peace once more."

And Nocturnas withdrew from the earth, and her eyes began to close once more. But even as they closed, a tear dropped from the left eye and swam through the spaces between the spaces of time until it came to rest in a galaxy which seemed to welcome it, and there it came to rest. And so a new star was born to the universe to mark the passing of the prophet.

Tom Trojan

Sol brothers shake Moon
From unearthly spot
While Jeremiah swoons
For a heavenly tot

Who draws her bow
And aims it where
The point may sow
A drama there

Which drives him
To cider drink
As Sol grows dim
And he can't think

Of what to do
Upon full moon
When she is due
To act the loon

Divert he yells
To self and sky
Before she tells
White elephant lie

For him to hear
Upon the boards
While others lear
Among the hords

At cryptic tale
Decipher he may
As others fail
To see the play