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Obbe appreciation thread

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    Retribution Yung Blood
    As many of you know, Obbe has become a fixture in the philosophy and spirituality discussions here over the years, going back a decade or more

    His unique and acutely insightful perspectives provide us new avenues of thought and enlightenment that we perhaps would have taken a lifetime to discover on our own

    You may think things are one way, but watch out; Obbe may flip the script on you and, like an aikido master, redirect your counter attack, shocking you into spiritual awareness!

    Not everything is always so up and down and black and white, you know. There are many shades of grey in everything. It just depends on how you look at it ;)

    There's only one word to describe his output over many years of contribution to the philosophical and spiritual discussion forums: prolific

    And I personally feel that there's only one acceptable response: gratitude

    I made this thread for the other users and contributors here, both the new faces and the veterans (ha!), to reflect on and pay tribute to the tireless work Obbe has put into providing us with zeitgeist-shifting content over the years

    Please share stories of how Obbe has opened your mind in this thread. What has he taught you, what lessons have you learned, how has he changed your perspective, and most importantly, what practical, actionable advice has he given you that improved your life in some way?

    I look forward to reading your replies
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    his name stands for eggos backwards something something
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    HTS highlight reel
    No.
  4. #4
    He’s a good dude
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    aldra JIDF Controlled Opposition
    one time he held me down while ate made me touch his pineal gland
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  6. #6
    Daily an(nu)ally [dissolutely whisk the pantheon]
    Once upon a time I lived undercover for an independent ethnographer in a squat on the outskirts of London for two months with a bunch of hippies (actual hippies who were self-sufficient, growing their own food, dumpster diving, guided group meditation, "you're so unplugged dude", hairy armpits and hairy legs on the 8/10s, pungent body odour, no electricity or technology, dmt every other day, weekly outdoor raves, etc). I was fascinated about the fact that I did not sympathise with their worldviews at all. I adopted their lifestyle. I tried to adopt their language. I was just so unplugged, dude. But it was actually around this time I decided I wanted to run my own business and become a ruthless capitalist further down the line. Naturally, about two weeks in, they did not really take me "seriously" as one would call it. They were suspicious of my motives, why I was there, how I showed up out of nowhere with no vouch. But hippies are fucking hippies, so they let me stay.

    One night, after somehow hitch hiking it back to the outskirts of the city after an outdoor rave held north of the city, I lost the group. I thought to myself that it was my chance to quickly go home for one night and finally have a warm bath, a nice meal, a pleasant sleep. I finally made it home by train and it was good.

    The next morning, I went on Zoklet. I hadn't posted in weeks, so I wanted to catch up and see what was going on. Toothlessjoe was still trying to become a mod. Something about Raptor Ribs pretending to live with Silverfuck. 3 unread PMs from Vizier. And then I saw it. In the religion and spirituality subforum. A post from Obbe. Seemingly trivial, ignored even. I don't remember what it said. I just remember that it was by Obbe - and I remember how it made me feel.

    I dressed back up in my dirty, shitty, hippie clothes, made sure not to trim my fucked up beard, messed my hair up with cheap, shitty clay, resisted the urge to put on any sort of antiperspirant and made my way back to the squat, Obbe's words still lingering in the back of my head. Who was this guy, really? Why did he seem to get me and my situation right now? Nah, nah, fuck this guy, I thought to myself. Just fuck off.

    I went back to the squat and everybody greeted me, asking me what happened, where I went, where I stayed. I shrugged my shoulders, mumbled something about tripping too hard and falling asleep in the woods somewhere before making my way here. Nobody really cared, they just nodded half-heartedly and resumed what they were doing. And then Obbe's post came to the forefront of my consciousness. And I said his words. It was a one-liner post, easy to memorise. And I said his words triumphantly.

    Suddenly, the entire group began to smile at me, a few even standing up to hug me emphatically, one of them slapping my back hard like I finally "got it", like I was finally part of the group. One or two even cheered. One of the girls made me a daisy chain and one guy gave me extra mashed potatoes later that evening. My active participant observation (the most valid aspect of ethnography) was now fully integrated with the subjects.

    Needless to say, I was paid very well by my employer after I wrote my 10,000 word report on how this off-the-grid, eco-friendly community lived. I had several eye-opening experiences. I did many high quality drugs (for free). I made friends. I got laid (smelly). But none of this would have happened without Obbe's insight into the human condition. So I want to take this time to thank you, Obbe, for your contribution to my life. May your soul live on for eternity.
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  7. #7
    I wish I had the patience to read Daily’s really long posts. They look interesting and usually get a lot of thanks
  8. #8
    aldra JIDF Controlled Opposition
    Originally posted by Daily snip

    this reminds me, I used to work with a guy who insisted he wasn't gay but was once paid by german tourists to ram his arms up their rectums as far as possible until he could feel their heartbeats, at which point gently pushing further would feel like mild suffocation. They were apparently watching porno as he did this. I do not know if he was double-fisting or if they took turns.
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    Xlite African Astronaut
    I remember obbe from many years ago when he was talking about something on totse or zoklet that i have now forgotten.
    We've had our share of minecraft and debates, some more retarded than others but i feel as if he's on the right path these days, albeit a little bit behind.
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    Obbe Alan What? [annoy my right-angled speediness]
    Originally posted by Xlite I remember obbe from many years ago when he was talking about something on totse or zoklet that i have now forgotten.
    We've had our share of minecraft and debates, some more retarded than others but i feel as if he's on the right path these days, albeit a little bit behind.

    Oh, hey! I remember you:



    What am I behind??
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    Obbe Alan What? [annoy my right-angled speediness]
    Originally posted by Something Squirrel his name stands for eggos backwards something something

    That's actually just a coincidence. My name doesn't stand for anything.
  12. #12
    Originally posted by Obbe What am I behind??

    A rainbow
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    Obbe Alan What? [annoy my right-angled speediness]
    Originally posted by Fox Paws A rainbow

    Are you saying I'm a pot of gold?
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    That’s right. An objectively existing pot of actual gold :D
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    Obbe Alan What? [annoy my right-angled speediness]
    I appreciate past Obbe. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be who I am today.
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    benny vader YELLOW GHOST
    appreciate your future, your past depends on it.
  17. #17
    Retribution Yung Blood
    Seriously is there a bigger fucking faggot in the world than Obbe
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    TT.x1c Houston
    who is obbe
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    Obbe Alan What? [annoy my right-angled speediness]
    Originally posted by Retribution Seriously is there a bigger fucking faggot in the world than Obbe

    Well there was this guy named Enter who was always crying about some girl hurting his feelings.
  20. #20
    Dionysus Houston
    Obbe leaves a homogeneous impression in my head without any specific definition. Kind of like a bad smell that I can't pinpoint. Probably cause everything I can't remember he said was meaningless.
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