Hypography: What is it to you?

[InfiniteNow]

This community is something different to each of us. We all find certain qualities which we like, and some topics which draw us in. What is Hypography to you?

 

I mentioned above that it's a community. I have also referred to it as a living organism, very dynamic and ever changing. Others have referred to it as a diary, or as an addiction (also here), but what is it to you?

[anglepose]

some where to express ideas

[Tormod]

My homepage. B)

[Racoon]

This community is something different to each of us. We all find certain qualities which we like, and some topics which draw us in. What is Hypography to you?

 

 

 

Its a place where I can argue that I'm right about everything, and express my opinions which are unassailable! :)

 

;) B)

 

Actually Hypography is a wonderful resource of knowledgable and friendly people and a cool place to hang out with an international crowd... :) :cup:

[Pyrotex]

Why I Joined the Hypo Gang

[Volume I; Book I; Chapter 1.0]

 

Men of my generation have a common problem: we don't have very many male friends to talk to. The very few I have are like barrels of cool spring water in the middle of the Sahara. There is no substitute. Conversation with women, though wonderful in its own right, cannot replace the need of a mature, educated male to share his thoughts, insights, questions and feelings (gulp!) with another of his ilk.

 

So, I am here. This is my French Riviera, my "best friend" place, my sanctuary of the mind, my reprise of my college and dormitory days. This is where I can crack jokes, talk about Socrates and Einstein, learn something, teach something, refine and polish an idea until it shines. And all in the company of like-minded men and women.

 

I get to show off sometimes, which is perfectly appropriate behavior among guys. I get to piss off sometimes, which all guys understand is a necessary part of being a guy. I get to stand on my soapbox and defend the faith, which all guys long to do, one way or another. And when I'm proven wrong or stupid, ... HEY!, I'm among guys! It's cool.

 

I get to come in out of the rain in Hypo. It's a stupid world out there. There are ogres and trolls and Ghengis Khans. Conversation is the soul of life, just as love is the heart. And not 1 person in 10 out there can converse worth a boodly flogging damn. Truth is trampled and used as a toilet by the Great Unwashed, and it gets depressing to have to cross foils with them every day. This is my refuge, my oasis, my round table of hale fellows well met.

 

And if, by some small chance... some infinitesimal probability... I may have contributed something of significance to someone, then my time here was not wasted.

[Turtle]

Hypography to me is -to paraphrase a well met hale fellow- hale fellows and dames well met. B)

[Killean]

Hypo is my friends homepage. :) And keeping it working is my hobby.

[InfiniteNow]

It's the soil in which seeds of thought are planted and nurtured by other seeds and plants.

[InfiniteNow]

What about you? :D

 

 

:Glasses:

[Monomer]

To me it's a place where I can hang out and listen (read) or participate in a discussion of interest. I can just be me; I don't have to be anything I'm not, and I don't feel like I'm judged for that. It's a place where I can get so many points of view from so many different people of a variety of ages and walks of life. It's a place where I can learn and grow and have a bit of fun.

[DougF]

Pyrotex

Why I Joined the Hypo Gang

[Volume I; Book I; Chapter 1.0]

 

Men of my generation have a common problem: we don't have very many male friends to talk to. The very few I have are like barrels of cool spring water in the middle of the Sahara. There is no substitute. Conversation with women' date=' though wonderful in its own right, cannot replace the need of a mature, educated male to share his thoughts, insights, questions and feelings (gulp!) with another of his ilk.

 

So, I am here. This is my French Riviera, my "best friend" place, my sanctuary of the mind, my reprise of my college and dormitory days. This is where I can crack jokes, talk about Socrates and Einstein, learn something, teach something, refine and polish an idea until it shines. And all in the company of like-minded men and women.

 

I get to show off sometimes, which is perfectly appropriate behavior among guys. I get to piss off sometimes, which all guys understand is a necessary part of being a guy. I get to stand on my soapbox and defend the faith, which all guys long to do, one way or another. And when I'm proven wrong or stupid, ... HEY!, I'm among guys! It's cool.

 

I get to come in out of the rain in Hypo. It's a stupid world out there. There are ogres and trolls and Ghengis Khans. Conversation is the soul of life, just as love is the heart. And not 1 person in 10 out there can converse worth a boodly flogging damn. Truth is trampled and used as a toilet by the Great Unwashed, and it gets depressing to have to cross foils with them every day. This is my refuge, my oasis, my round table of hale fellows well met.

 

And if, by some small chance... some infinitesimal probability... I may have contributed something of significance to someone, then my time here was not wasted. [/Quote']

 

:doh: what can you say after something like this, ;) Bravo! :)

and I thought it was like, Fertilizer for the mind, :hihi:

 

;)