Halofiria
Halofiria
This is where you go when you have a question about the language Halofiria. Halofiria is related to both Torcan and Bisevsevan, but is nevertheless a distinct language.
( In other words, if people on this board are using a prase or smiley or acronym that you just don't get then ask about it here! )
I'll go first.
What's with the llama?
What does it mean?
( In other words, if people on this board are using a prase or smiley or acronym that you just don't get then ask about it here! )
I'll go first.
What's with the llama?
What does it mean?
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You can blame (or thank?) me for the llama.
Whistler's meaning is perfect.
Whistler's meaning is perfect.
And it is said by the Eldar that in the water there lives yet the echo of the Music of the Ainur more than in any substance else that is in this Earth; and many of the Children of Ilúvatar hearken still unsated to the voices of the sea, and yet know not what for what they listen.
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It's to keep the coyotes away, you guys.
And it works, too.
Seen any coyotes around here, lately?
Whistler's alternate meaning has some merit.
I, personally, me myself that is, I like to cross the Llama with Spam and get Splama:
O, Splama, how brightly you shine
In the forests of the night.
Serene your goofy face,
Poised your tin-canned body,
Looming over us in Wisdom!!
O, Splama, how grateful we are
To have you amongst us.
Since metal now encases
The sacred camelid flesh,
Spitting is no longer your option.
Since Hormel's factory pumps
Out Splamas in numbers vast,
All nations may now bask
In the wonderfulness
Of thy Wisdom, without stink.
For not only spitting is gone,
But the workings of the Splama's
Holy digestive tract have ceased!
O, Splama, I salute you
And withdraw, humbled.
*sadly, the Old Ones of Halofira have not granted us the Spamiticon.....*
*hastily adds, Not that I would dream of complaining!*
And it works, too.
Seen any coyotes around here, lately?
Whistler's alternate meaning has some merit.
I, personally, me myself that is, I like to cross the Llama with Spam and get Splama:
O, Splama, how brightly you shine
In the forests of the night.
Serene your goofy face,
Poised your tin-canned body,
Looming over us in Wisdom!!
O, Splama, how grateful we are
To have you amongst us.
Since metal now encases
The sacred camelid flesh,
Spitting is no longer your option.
Since Hormel's factory pumps
Out Splamas in numbers vast,
All nations may now bask
In the wonderfulness
Of thy Wisdom, without stink.
For not only spitting is gone,
But the workings of the Splama's
Holy digestive tract have ceased!
O, Splama, I salute you
And withdraw, humbled.
*sadly, the Old Ones of Halofira have not granted us the Spamiticon.....*
*hastily adds, Not that I would dream of complaining!*
Dig deeper.
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This is why archeologists had so much difficulty deciphering Egyptian heiroglyphics.
The llama means many things, depending on context.
It is like the banded spear that you raise in the woods to show the border of your territory. It is the secret handshake that identifies you to members of your tribe. It is the grunt you make to indicate you are paying attention to the conversation but have as yet nothing to add.
The llama is to the Hall of Fire what the turtle is the the Lene Lenape.
It is the elusive mark on the cave walls of Herat that tell us long ago some magi took refuge here, but we don't know what they were thinking or why they tarried here.
The llama is the recurring sign that will tell acheologists milennia from now that they are reading a text in Halofiria, even though they cannot figure out what this particular sign means.
Why did we choose the llama from the hundreds-long list of other such signs? Because it was there.
Jn
The llama means many things, depending on context.
It is like the banded spear that you raise in the woods to show the border of your territory. It is the secret handshake that identifies you to members of your tribe. It is the grunt you make to indicate you are paying attention to the conversation but have as yet nothing to add.
The llama is to the Hall of Fire what the turtle is the the Lene Lenape.
It is the elusive mark on the cave walls of Herat that tell us long ago some magi took refuge here, but we don't know what they were thinking or why they tarried here.
The llama is the recurring sign that will tell acheologists milennia from now that they are reading a text in Halofiria, even though they cannot figure out what this particular sign means.
Why did we choose the llama from the hundreds-long list of other such signs? Because it was there.
Jn
A fool's paradise is a wise man's hell.
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You guys are brilliant!
So, maybe it means: It may look like a llama, but don't let that fool you - it might just be a genius!
That's my favourite meaning so far!The llama says "be dignified, even if you are a llama."
but being a cheerful hobbit he had not needed hope, as long as despair could be postponed.
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What does the upside down smiley mean?
*confused*
*confused*
I won't just survive
Oh, you will see me thrive
Can't write my story
I'm beyond the archetype
I won't just conform
No matter how you shake my core
'Cause my roots, they run deep, oh
When, when the fire's at my feet again
And the vultures all start circling
They're whispering, "You're out of time,"
But still I rise
This is no mistake, no accident
When you think the final nail is in, think again
Don't be surprised, I will still rise
Oh, you will see me thrive
Can't write my story
I'm beyond the archetype
I won't just conform
No matter how you shake my core
'Cause my roots, they run deep, oh
When, when the fire's at my feet again
And the vultures all start circling
They're whispering, "You're out of time,"
But still I rise
This is no mistake, no accident
When you think the final nail is in, think again
Don't be surprised, I will still rise
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Have you ever had one of those moments when?
Or that feeling that what you just said was?
Or that somehow all of your perceptions?
Or that feeling that what you just said was?
Or that somehow all of your perceptions?
“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
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Does anything "mean" anything?
“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
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