Strawberry panic is the best anime their is.

WHY EVEN BOTHER WATCHING ANIME EVER AGAIN!!! YOU WILL NEVER FIND ANYTHING AS GOOD AS THIS YURI


No.. no why even bother living!! go kill yourself now anime fags you have lost.

Nagisa and Shizuma for ever fuck heads.

k

...what?

I disagree, sir.

-NS

D: I think I've just found my one true love.

:rolleyes:

I can't tell you in words what Strawberry Panic means to me Holk...

I could try only it's to hard to explain =[.

TOTSE

THIS IS MY LAST try!!


I can not express in words what This means to me!!

so I will do it with music

Love - http://www.ramblehouse.com/02%20maiden's%20prayer.mp3

And thoughtful sadness - http://www.specialneedsinmusic.com/audio/piano/beethoven/beethoven_moonlight_mvt1.mp3

== to strawberry panic

if you don't agree please leave your address here and I will have your house sprayed with raid and or aidz carrying black niggaz to rape thee

Totse, this anime has changed my life

If everyone watched this anime then there would be heaven on earth.

Troll...:rolleyes:

Troll...:rolleyes:

Anime is so slow, we're glad to have trolls.

-NS

Anime is so slow, we're glad to have trolls.

-NS

Spices things up.

Spices things up.

I thought that's why we kept CarbonB around.

I thought that's why we kept CarbonB around.

No, we keep CarbonB around as an ego boost for the rest of us. That way we can all be thankful that at least we're not him.

*is very thankful*

Shame on you anime.

Shame on you anime.

Sorry. :(

-NS

Sorry. :(

-NS

NS, you don't need to apologize to him. Now, apologize to me for apologizing to him!

Sorry. :(

-NS

So you should be, now wash my over sized pelvis.

So you should be, now wash my over sized pelvis.

"Welcome back... Nagisa..."

That anime Holk.. im never going to be the same.

"Welcome back... Nagisa..."

That anime Holk.. im never going to be the same.

Melancholy washes over my entire body as if I were being hit by icy jolts of lighting at the speed of light, my face grows tighter and my jaw begins to tremble in reminiscence of the moving moment, and a tear falls from the dark pits of my now trace like gaze and it as at this moment in time that my abs begin to tighten travelling from my core to my vocal cords - a massive surge of power leaping from my mouth amidst the depressing atmosphere we humans call the earth and a mighty sound begins to manifest! it's build up is so immensely powerful that the sound can only be described as the distant waves absolutely slamming against the shore, slowly but surely grinding all obstacles to sand, the sound begins to grow louder and louder transcending that of any previous volume known to man, and like all who heard the noise that disturbing day would come to be known as the unfortunate few. As that was the last sound they would ever hear

A moment, frozen in time, was it ever there to begin with? was it just a dream? I still ask myself to this day... I still go over and over that day in my mind, that beautiful day, a day of which has all but eroded my subconscious notion to judge all whom I meet. But still I wonder, how can so little change so much? of which I would answer: life can only be understood backwards; it must be lived forwards.

Even now I can't help the peculiar feeling that trickles down my spine every step I take past the old church, yeah, that place.. and those words, to hear those words coming from the person you love, it's hard to put it into words how it makes you feel but some thing like that stays with you Totse, and this is what I hold close to my heart. There is always tooth paste left in the end of the tube, problems can not be solved by thinking in the frame-work in which they were created, and because life is unfair to everyone it makes it fair for everyone and all of these things has helped shape the person I am today. So there you have the story of how I lived to hear another text.

Nagisa!! I LOVE YOU!!

So Totse, in a summery of what I have been saying: today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday, you are either part of the problem or part of the solution,
there is no such thing as "fact" only interpretations.

and

Life is like an umbrella, it only works when it is open. Is yours? because great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people which is why I am introducing to you all now the opportunity to change but I wanted to change the world and the only thing I could be sure of was changing myself and with that said I will close this debate by saying: "Sleep is more poisonous to the mind than science to religion" Sirholkms, good day to you all.

You're "enlightened". So are a billion other people, so, good job!

Melancholy washes over my entire body as if I were being hit by icy jolts of lighting at the speed of light, my face grows tighter and my jaw begins to tremble in reminiscence of the moving moment, and a tear falls from the dark pits of my now trace like gaze and it as at this moment in time that my abs begin to tighten travelling from my core to my vocal cords - a massive surge of power leaping from my mouth amidst the depressing atmosphere we humans call the earth and a mighty sound begins to manifest! it's build up is so immensely powerful that the sound can only be described as the distant waves absolutely slamming against the shore, slowly but surely grinding all obstacles to sand, the sound begins to grow louder and louder transcending that of any previous volume known to man, and like all who heard the noise that disturbing day would come to be known as the unfortunate few. As that was the last sound they would ever hear

A moment, frozen in time, was it ever there to begin with? was it just a dream? I still ask myself to this day... I still go over and over that day in my mind, that beautiful day, a day of which has all but eroded my subconscious notion to judge all whom I meet. But still I wonder, how can so little change so much? of which I would answer: life can only be understood backwards; it must be lived forwards.

Even now I can't help the peculiar feeling that trickles down my spine every step I take past the old church, yeah, that place.. and those words, to hear those words coming from the person you love, it's hard to put it into words how it makes you feel but some thing like that stays with you Totse, and this is what I hold close to my heart. There is always tooth paste left in the end of the tube, problems can not be solved by thinking in the frame-work in which they were created, and because life is unfair to everyone it makes it fair for everyone and all of these things has helped shape the person I am today. So there you have the story of how I lived to hear another text.

Nagisa!! I LOVE YOU!!

So Totse, in a summery of what I have been saying: today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday, you are either part of the problem or part of the solution,
there is no such thing as "fact" only interpretations.

and

Life is like an umbrella, it only works when it is open. Is yours? because great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people which is why I am introducing to you all now the opportunity to change but I wanted to change the world and the only thing I could be sure of was changing myself and with that said I will close this debate by saying: "Sleep is more poisonous to the mind than science to religion" Sirholkms, good day to you all.

That touched me Holk, such is life, so that such IS life to which we belong, do we live or do we just exist?
I ask myself Holk every day, why am I differnt?
What makes me so special?
The answer to that question is every thing is matter, including the human brain.
There are some thing's that exist so intangible above the mundane, the thing's that we all take for granted, the thing's that exist out side matter, thoughts, concepts, ideas and of course emotion.
Every thing that has to do with matter is irelevant, matter is just matter unless you give it meaning, life is about the little things and I couldn't help but experience living rather than existing over the whole duration of Strawberry Panic, it was like being on a drug that doesn't exist, listening to a song and being in love.
I believe Strawberry Panic enlightened me, I now see outside the box, I don't want a pricey sports car, I want a girl Holk that's not just matter to me.
Have you ever wondered if a name suits the object?
Why is a pencil called a pencil?, does the name TRUELY suit the pencil.
Holk the truth exists in Strawberry Panic, lesson's that can'y be taught but only learn't.
.. it suddenly became sudden that to sucseed other's must fail and that every action is actually selfish.
You being happy is actually being selfish.
You giving money to charity makes you feel good thus being selfish.
The universe exists as matter but every thing revolves around your life, only you can give some thing irelevant truth.
When you feel this way you see all the little things, you hear the birds for the first time, you actually HEAR the birds.
Life is a journey not a destination, we are all constantly growing if not for the worse for the good.
Life is about the little thing's and when you truly understand this, you can live, you can love, you can exist.
Thank you for understanding Sirholkms, the more important things in life, love, pain, happyness, melancholy, concepts, theorys, ideas, music, the warmth of the sun, birds, bee's and insects, the old couple that will die together, every thing.
See things for what they are and never be arrogant again.
The truth exist's without bias but only asan illusion, your truth might be some other guy's lie, your death the re birth of a man, your music irritation and joy, your love other love and potential sadness.
Nothing is something and some thing is also nothing.
Understand me.
Come alive for the first time and leave your body behind as matter only to be the vessel for things out side matter.
For no one can truely die so long as they have TRUELY LIVED once.
Strawberry Panic thank you, anime me to some meaning to others, take it or leave it we can all leave the matrix when ever the hell we want.

That touched me Holk, such is life, so that such IS life to which we belong, do we live or do we just exist?
I ask myself Holk every day, why am I differnt?
What makes me so special?
The answer to that question is every thing is matter, including the human brain.
There are some thing's that exist so intangible above the mundane, the thing's that we all take for granted, the thing's that exist out side matter, thoughts, concepts, ideas and of course emotion.
Every thing that has to do with matter is irelevant, matter is just matter unless you give it meaning, life is about the little things and I couldn't help but experience living rather than existing over the whole duration of Strawberry Panic, it was like being on a drug that doesn't exist, listening to a song and being in love.
I believe Strawberry Panic enlightened me, I now see outside the box, I don't want a pricey sports car, I want a girl Holk that's not just matter to me.
Have you ever wondered if a name suits the object?
Why is a pencil called a pencil?, does the name TRUELY suit the pencil.
Holk the truth exists in Strawberry Panic, lesson's that can'y be taught but only learn't.
.. it suddenly became sudden that to sucseed other's must fail and that every action is actually selfish.
You being happy is actually being selfish.
You giving money to charity makes you feel good thus being selfish.
The universe exists as matter but every thing revolves around your life, only you can give some thing irelevant truth.
When you feel this way you see all the little things, you hear the birds for the first time, you actually HEAR the birds.
Life is a journey not a destination, we are all constantly growing if not for the worse for the good.
Life is about the little thing's and when you truly understand this, you can live, you can love, you can exist.
Thank you for understanding Sirholkms, the more important things in life, love, pain, happyness, melancholy, concepts, theorys, ideas, music, the warmth of the sun, birds, bee's and insects, the old couple that will die together, every thing.
See things for what they are and never be arrogant again.
The truth exist's without bias but only asan illusion, your truth might be some other guy's lie, your death the re birth of a man, your music irritation and joy, your love other love and potential sadness.
Nothing is something and some thing is also nothing.
Understand me.
Come alive for the first time and leave your body behind as matter only to be the vessel for things out side matter.
For no one can truely die so long as they have TRUELY LIVED once.
Strawberry Panic thank you, anime me to some meaning to others, take it or leave it we can all leave the matrix when ever the hell we want.

But just how can anything exist beyond matter?
What is thinking and how do we exist?

Just what is consciousness, can the human consciousness be explained mealy biologically or is there some thing else at work here.
Let's turn to wikipedia shall we?


Consciousness is a state that defies definition, but which may involve thoughts, sensations, perceptions, moods, emotions, dreams, and an awareness of self, although not necessarily all of these


It would appear the human consciousness is hard to explain even by wikipedia. How does a human even become conscious?, if it is biologically determined than that is to say that cognition and perception may invariably be wrong on all levels. But still if... that means that everything is pre-determined and in theory it would be possible to give a robot a consciousness. I still asked how though.. and I don't think I'll ever have a true answer to that question without metaphysical bull shit.

But, lets not over complicate things, one thing I do know:
The consciousness dies when the body dies because it can no longer exist or so I imagine.

Is that to say that it is biological? Than the closest logical explanation I can give the consciousness is that it is a biological process that happens as our cells double and double and double and that one does not simply become conscious, it is a gradual build up of neurons and more specifically cognition based on experience. So I think, the consciousness can be thought of as a block tower, it is gradually built upon biologically (like the actual baby growing) and also on an empiricistic basis (when the biological check boxes have been ticked). But in my definition cognition, and biological development are all built up empiricisticly like blocks as well. All inter-twined by stimuli. It can be thought of as a really small computer that has the processing power of nothing, it's consciousness isn't really complete, but as it improves hardware wise so to does it's consciousness and it's cognition, mind models etc etc.

And this is how I'll sleep tonight.

Edit: Shi.. I wasn't really awake when I read your message, I think I completely missed the point.