Most people press the assistance button because the machine ate their train card (happened to me once). That guy is back there to unjam stuck cards, replenish change (if it runs out), empty the cash when the machine gets full, etc.

It's not on camera, but there's a ticket window right by the ticket gates where you can go to ask questions about how best to get to your destination, and the guy at the window can usually also provide tickets. But whether the window guy knows any English or not is kind of a crap shoot depending where in Japan you happen to be.

"God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. Yet his shadow still looms. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it?" -Friedrich Nietzsche


^ We have murdered our God's because we (rightly) came to understand that by this very act were to become their superiors. The "Will to power" (the most fundamental force in the human psyche) always demanded that this must one day come to pass, we were always destined to outlive our fairy tales.
However given our God's now lie dead at our feet the same "Will to power" demands of us a stark choice...

We can stare forever into the abyss of meaninglessness we have created in their place.....
or
We can fill that void with the only meaningful entity that remains, ourselves!

We have killed the God's, now WE must take their place. The "Ubermenschen" are simply those Human's who have attained such a mastery of their own minds that the left hemisphere of the brain (where logic & rational thought occur) has complete assess and control of the right (where the God's & spirit/emotions/inspiration live).

This is why I would never call myself an Atheist but rather a post-modern Gnostic. The God's & spirits did exist to us in every sense that matters, all we changed was our relationship to them. Instead of being their slaves we are now their masters, and we can command them to do whatsoever we please.
Or to put it another way, we became masters of our own reality when we killed our tyrannical God's, now it's time for us to exercise this new found power. (Novus Ordo Mundi! ;-) )

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"In Hoc Signo Vinces"

*banspam

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his brain is making small correction in his path. He will be a comedian now.

(or was he born with that already destine for him?)

Yes I saw what people refer to as THEM. I knew of entities entering what some call the afterlife or the breakthrough reality by fission reaction in head experience. But, I thought I was going to see angels or something of that nature.

My breakthrough was terrifying because I had thought I had gotten to know the nature of this drug. And if anyone attempts to play around with it, it can seem like magic, or an alien computer program that shows you the most beautiful landscapes, sacred geometry, infinite electrical grids, the universe. It is as though something is coaxing us into this experience. And what I mean by this is that on my first breakthrough it began normal. I hit it with my EYES closed. Two seconds in there was a huge blue/white pure energy tunnel that appeared and I was excited, oh shit this is going to be huge.

The next thing that happened was instead of going forward like I usually had into the mandala, sacred geometry grid or whatever it is to begin with, it fell to the ground, like a painting in a black room. And I was instantly freaked out. WTF is going on? The place where a beautiful pure light grid existed in an infinite way had just fallen to the floor. Then blackness. My eyes were closed. That blackness began to unfold. That blackness slipped off the wall and unfolded a box that revealed the actual room around me that I was sitting in. Again, my eyes were closed. Then the box unfolded around me. And room went by by as the box trapped me in it and the floor of this dimension was removed. It seemed like a conspiracy,a GOTCHA moment and instantly I thought, why am I doing this again? TOO LATE. I was thinking what the hell is going on, like some alien had coaxed me into this and was capturing my entirety on purpose.

The floor had been removed traveling at lightspeed, like I was a quantum magnet reaching its destination somewhere in the middle of the universe, dissolving through unknown dimensions, I could never have believed this possible and kept thinking, HOLY SHIT, ITS REAL. The box came undone as everything around me was destroyed like all nuclear bombs had gone off on Earth. Then the frequencies began, like a jet engine taking off. There was no way I was going to survive this. From a low drone to the most high pitch sound I had ever heard it blasted me apart. I died. I died materially and consciously. I splattered the instant that frequency reached its unbearably powerful threshold. SPLAT. Up until this point, from my room to this point. I had been literally screaming for dear life in my head. Like I never had before, not like a rollercoaster but holy shit, I am going to die. My subconscious melted completely whilst I saw the quantum physiology of the space around me. Something there was physically turning off my consciousness. And then it went dark.

And then I woke up. And they were there. And at the time even in another life, in another dimension I was still freaking out and they told me like they do everyone, to calm down it is OK. They are the paradox. They are either the root of who you are or they are aliens that make one sound crazy. They are the ones that give you deep lessons on how to live life and yet, you see, we are here talking about them and that makes us sound absolutely batshit crazy but anyone who has seen them will say. THEY WERE FOR REAL with all of their being. And then you ask, so who are they? My main concern has been forgetting them and concentrate on what they taught me. Nothing could have ever prepared me. And actually do not wish for any atheist to do this.

But, if they must go around acting like they know something for fact that cannot be proven, that there is a God or not, well they are just about as good as someone like me taking a drug and coming back saying something is real when there is no way to prove it is real. The main diffierence being I SAW it, I FELT it, I HEARD it. And no Christian in my own personal knowledge has seen, heard, or felt something on this level, and to me certainly means atheists are flat out wrong, like I said I was agnostic. And I have been atheist for long stretches of life. But, like I am saying. It could be aliens out there trying to guide us into its vortex and steal our souls because we venture into a new frequency we normally do not. It could be just a psychedelic and all those percentages of brain activity we do not use creates an infinite experience, a huge puzzle that the brain likes playing with itself and it plays it out with you and you just have to go along for the ride, no turning back. It could be the program that we receive upon birth and death. I have no idea of what this shit is. Except, that it has been used for thousands of years in the Amazon with expert shamans and that it challenges the very seat of atheism and challenges the participant on the grandest scale. It is one whacked out puzzle. But, so is the universe and consciousness.

It pisses me off when examples are used for some dualistic pattern of argument destined for dullness...Rather, looks like five-year-olds have infested my submission.

Whining huh??...Was I fucking whining? Fuck, often.

There's definitely something special about this place. As I've stated before, I'm usually not very social on the internet. I was very active in the Little Feat community starting when I first came online in the late 1990's, but they've pretty much moved on to Facebook and, since I refuse to have anything to do with FB, I feel out of the loop with them of late.

I joined YouTube in 2006 but didn't get personally involved until I started creating my own videos in 2011. Made some great "friends" there in the insular cat community but got discouraged/disheartened by policy and change after a year and a half.

Along came an invite to check out VS a mere 10 months ago and I was hooked ... line and sinker. So thanks @dag for creating such a compelling destination. Just wish I'd been here sooner.

i want what Destin is smoking.

If math does turn out to be god then I'm destined for eternal flames and the universe is nothing but a cruel joke with a an even shittier punchline..

I'm an advocate of Sortition, sadly I don't think we'll ever see it in any large country. It seems that the bigger the population or the greater the wealth sequestering and inequality, it will remain a fantasie because of human nature to follow those "Destined to Lead" or whatever other nonsense.

I think the answer will ultimately be smaller nations.

This is new to you? We have them in Canada, too and they have been around for about 15 years. Pretty nice when it is -20 out and it allows you to get to your destination more efficiently. How do you think people got to an ATM otherwise? Do you think if it wasn't a drive through that they would have walked to the bank?

You seem passionately opposed to most Americans owning guns more so than simply harboring a beef with firearms in general-It seems from these determined comments on the subject running from a crack in the spillway that guns are just bad (m'kay), that you are opposed to peeps having guns please let us in on the cogent distillation of your consternation because I am clueless as to how someone can hope to brave a hike through the tundra without proper gear, and you seem like an educated and thoughtful fellow!

If all cops have guns, and most criminals have guns, and there are already enough fucking prisons, THEN (or how about fuck conventional logic because I can't dance so well) Why should I live somewhere where I am unsafe and unsecured without owing a firearm AND, if in choosing to exercise my free will (what a fucking concept, HUH!?) I am then subject to some fucking police-state run-a-round?

Piers Morgan. Who the fuck names their kid Piers?! The guys a moron or is intentionally coming-off as one to appeal to the contingent destined for unadaptive gene-pool elimination.

I've heard enough stupid arguments for the last 23 hours coming from heads in asses from all fronts on the internet and most of the bullshit comes from major news sources, and Piers here..What exactly can't you believe considering who we have to work with in the general pop. in the U.S??

Critically thinking people are part of a planned obsolescence worldwide, brother!

Different jurisdictions, different rules. Most jurisdictions have at least some exemptions for police officers while on duty. Whatever exemptions there are most departments have a policy of wearing seatbelts unless a specific situation dictates against it. For example on a call to an armed robbery most officers will wear their seatbelt until they are close to their destination at which time they remove them. That being said Michigan law appears to have zero exemptions for police officers on duty or otherwise.

Murder is a difficult thing to get away with most of the time, and there's a level of sophisticated social engineering required before you can really rack up a count, otherwise you'll get caught around the 2 to 10 mark, like most people serving prison sentences that aren't drug or theft related.

But in all honesty, murder is not lucrative unless you're commander and chief to an army. The real money maker is hacking -- why doesn't EVERYONE hack? People on the internet are just slinging their credit card info and personal information around willy-nilly.

If you're a homeless person, here's what you do: (this is assuming you are so poor you have no money and little education beyond your street smart observation)

1. Steal someone's smartphone.
NOTE: If you are unsure what a "smartphone" is, just look for the people that are walking around, seemingly lost, looking at their phone the whole time. If you feel in control, ask them if they're lost. If they reply with a fragmented sentence about "GPS" or "Google maps", you have found your mark. If you're proficient with this style of conversation, find a way to lead them down an alleyway -- you know what to do after that. Example: They say they know that their destination is "somewhere around here, they just can't find the entrance", tell them that's because "the place is using a side entrance down this convenient alley."
2. Steal a second person's smartphone.
NOTE: Hopefully at least one of them isn't password locked. If both are, keep stealing until you have one that isn't.
3. Setup a free email account at Gmail and then go to Craigslist and sell the first device.
NOTE: Or Hotmail or Yahoo or Mailinator or whatever.
4. On the second device, find someone on Craigslist who will help you reset the first device so that no one can trace it back to you.
5. Use Google to learn how to hack, or better yet, just learn how to create phishing emails.
6. NOW HACK (or phish)!
7. You probably gave up on life a long time ago, so if you've figured out a foolproof way to steal smartphones, keep doing that, because people with smartphones are pretty dumb and hacking is actually kind of hard.

Special thanks to Google, Craigslist, smartphones, and the blind entitlement of your victims.

They had an interesting bit on sling shots on destins channel. The person with the current distance record has a quick draw style similar to this. It is theorized that drawing and holding to aim over extended periods of time causes energy loss via heat dissipating out before the shot is made. This means higher output of a sling shot (or bow presumably) without increases in the tension if fired before that heat leaves the tension device.