The World of Sherby57

Because I’m worth it

Parallel Spoons

In a parallel universe, there’s a man who’s eating a sponge cake with a spoon.  That’s not too unusual, I hear you say.  Sure, you’d personally use a fork or just dive straight in with your hands, but using a spoon isn’t that wacky.  You’re wondering why I’ve pointed the spoon incident out to you.  After all, it’s something that would be perfectly feasible in our universe.

Well, what if I told you that in this parallel universe, a spoon is the word for an elephant.  A sponge cake is a type of family car, and eating is something done by nuns.  The spoon is made out of carbon dioxide, the car is powered by bananas and nuns are the most evil people on the planet.  Now what’s your opinion on the man eating a sponge cake with a spoon?

I’ll tell you what your opinion is: you haven’t got one.  I’ve just blown your mind.  To make matters worse, this parallel universe doesn’t actually exist, it’s just something that a hyper-intelligent ant day-dreamed about in yet another parallel universe whilst waiting to pick up his dry cleaning.  Yup, I’m guessing you’ve just vomited a lung up in sheer confusion.  You’re way out of your depth here.

The lesson to be learnt here is this: don’t mess with the big boys.  It’s also: be careful what you ask for when you’re in a parallel universe.

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The 57 Principles Of Sherby

To help guide you on your path to enlightenment, and as part of the wonderful “Sherby57 Project“, I introduce to you the 57 Principles of Sherby.  These are 57 ancient secrets that can help you live a better, more aware, life.  They have been studied by generations of members of The Sacred Order of Sherby57, and have become a portal in to a higher state of being.

Now, these aren’t a list of rules that you must follow, like those silly ten commandments.   The Principles of Sherby are a much more subtle beast than that.  Read them, but don’t try to understand them, just let them seep in to you subconscious.  Let them roll over the core of your understanding, and let them slowly alter your mindframe like an army of nano-memes.  You should expect to be channeling 4 additional realms within the first year of Sherbyhood, so it’s not too taxing.

Don’t worry if they don’t all make sense at once, just pay attention:

1.  Blinking is better exercise than running – for a blind mouse.

2.  The penis is mightier than the bored.

3.  Every dog has its day.  It’s Wednesday.

4.  A fan keeps you nice and cool, unless he is shouting too loud.

5.  To barp is to be human.

6.  Never Eat Shredded Wheat

7.  Monkey see, monkey do. Monkey naughty, monkey goo.

8.  It’s easier for a rich man to get in to Heaven if he bribes the bouncers.

9.  Can a man eat a pan? Only if the pan eats the man.

10.  Sometimes its easier to write ten things, than attempt to write 57.

11.  1 + 1 = 2. Or is it?

12.  An apple a day turns the doctor gay.

13.  Don’t start. He’s not worth it.

14.  When the man is lost at sea, what does he say? “I’m lost! Shit! I can’t believe this is happening to me!”

15.  No, you hang up.

16.  It’s easier for a monkey to catch a fish than it is for a fish to have a party.

17.  It’s nice to have brains, but only if you don’t have nice tits.

18.  I really like chips.

19.  This is my moment. This is my perfect moment, with you.

20.  The old man on the mountain once said, “Come what may, it will rain in May.  If you think I’m lying, then I’ll fucking stab your eyes out with this stick. Cunt.”

21.  I’m the leader of the pack. It makes me such a lucky jack. Now, here they are, they’re so appealing. Come on dollies, do your…dealing.

22.  If you suck chocolate, it will melt.

23.   If you’re feeling down, pop a paw in your mouth.

24.  There is many a wise man that has confused a “saddlery” with “Sad Louie”.

25.  Pimpin’ ain’t easy.

26.  A friend in need, is a pain in the arse.  Why can’t they just sort it out themselves?

27.  The hand is quicker than the eye.

28.  Torres? He won’t get a game.

29.  Don’t go jet-skiing if you can’t swim. But if you do, you’ll probably be alright.

30.  Only Patrick Swayze can get away with “sweating in a vest” as a style.

31.  If two trains leave two different places, travelling at two different speeds, who cares?

32.  You can lead a horse to water, but only if you’ve been trained.

33.  If you have a pie, it’s nice with a bit of gravy.

34.  Charlie Chalk was a clown living on a desert island.  

35.  Man cannot live by bread alone, try a sunflower spread as a healthy alternative to butter.

36.  Consider the cat: She sleeps, she shits, she eats. Perfect life.

37.  Always have a spare toilet roll handy. It’s just common sense.

38.  A man can swim, but a fish cannot walk.  Unless it has legs, in which case, is it a fish?

39.  Take that, and party.

40.  They call me the main man. That’s why I do the big jobs.

41.  A twitch is never as good as an itch.

42.  The wise man knows when his eggs are beaten.

42.  Indecision is the better part of squalor.

43.  Only wear a white apron if you don’t mind it getting stained.

44.  Life is the name of the game. 

45.  If you feel sleepy, have a snooze.

46.  One doesn’t become enlightened over night, just as an egg cannot become over easy under light.

47.  Did man land on the moon? Only if you know what the moon is. 

48.  The farmer sowed his seeds and waited.  Come summer, he woke up.

49.  It isn’t enough to be a triangle, when there is the possibility of being a square.

50.  Sometime I run, sometimes I hide.

51.  If the world is an egg, what is the chicken?

52.  Live your live in a barrel of laughs, surrounding by a mayonnaise of indifference.

53.  Was not was.

54.  There is light at the end of the tunnel: is it the sun, or a giraffe holding a candle?

55.  You can learn everything you need to survive from the lyrics of Boney M.

56.  If in doubt, eat a trout.

57. You’ve reached the end, but it is just the beginning.

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The Sherby57 Project

I’ve been writing this blog for the last 2 years and 7 days.  Over that time, have I entertained you? Yes I have. Have I made you laugh, and have I brightened up your tedious little lives? Yes, yes and thrice yes.  Have I educated you? Yes, of course.  But sadly, I’ve not educated you as much as I would have liked to.

One of my main missions in writing ‘The World of Sherby57′ was to enlighten the general public to the true nature of reality.  Yes, it may seem something of a lofty goal, but then, that’s the kind of guy I am.  I have literally centuries of experience in this kind of thing, and it would be wrong not to pass on what I have learned.

Now, for the last 738 days, I’ve been trying to be subtle about it.  Every post I’ve made on here contains vital information on how to lead your life, and how to understand how the universe works.  It’s just that the information has been somewhat hidden.  Frustrated by how slow my dissemination of data is taking, I’ve decided to launch ‘The Sherby57 Project’.

The Sherby57 Project is my attempt to go back and explain some of the key points from my past posts.  I hope you’ll stay with me, and together, maybe we can make the world a better place.

They say that there’s no time like the present, and while this isn’t wholly correct,  you do have to admire the sentiment. So here is my first lesson:

Hello EvryBuddy

Hello EvryBuddy was the first post ever made on The World Of Sherby57, way back on the 31st May 2007.  On first appearances, it is fairly unremarkable.  In fact it simply states:

Hi

This is my new blog with my own domain name. Yes I really have nothing better to do with my time.

Looks simple, right?  Wrong.  There’s actually more going on here than you would first imagine.

Firstly, look at the title.  Compare the formal ‘hello’ with the informal ‘hi’ contained within the message body.  Could these two conflicting modes of address be telling us something?  Is the post trying to communicate with two different types of people; or even two different planes of reality?

Next, make a note of the spelling ‘EvryBuddy’.  On a simple reading, it is just a corruption of ‘everybody’ – which in itself highlights that its themes are universal.  On a closer inspection, the ‘Buddy’ portion of the word implies friendship, which tied with the ‘everybody’ motif suggests a global brotherhood.   Also the incorrect spelling of ‘everybody’ helps reinforce ideas of free-thinking and challenging orthodoxy.

Let’s take a look at the line: ‘This is my new blog with my own domain name’.   It looks like a fairly straightforward statement of fact.  Yet, there is another layer to be peeled here.  By stating that it is MY domain name, I am challenging the reader directly to refute this fact. Simply by reading the post, the casual viewer becomes complicit in the creation of the blog.  The statement could read, ‘This is OUR new blog, with OUR own domain name’.   The use of the word domain also has a double meaning here, both as an internet address, and in relation to the metaphysical sphere in which our current perceptions are tuned in to.

Finally, there is the line: ‘Yes I really have nothing better to do with my time.’  On one level, this is a self-deprecating comment on the futility of blogging.  It is also a very literal statement: I have nothing better to do with my time than to educate the world.

Before I finish this opening contribution to TS57P, I should point out the comment I made on the 10th August 2007 on this very post:

I feel so sorry for this Post. It’s so sad and pathetic. Please be its friend.

This was an early attempt to stir deeper thought within my audience.  The reason that I felt sorry for the post is that its true purpose had not yet been discovered.   It isn’t sad and pathetic, I was being incredibly ironic.  And the final plea for you to be its friend was for your benefit, not for the post’s.

This seems to be a good place to end for now.  Until next time, keep thinking and keep dreaming.

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Global Globule – A Poem

Well, I ‘ve been away, and I can’t really talk about it too much (see “Back“) .  I think it’s my duty to try and explain what happened through the medium of muddled verse:

Flip Flop

Flib Flob

I’ve just noticed

I’ve got a moon in my gob

The background swirls

The energy crackles

The sun says “No!”

I’m bound by shackles

Here it comes

Blink and you’ll miss it

Reality changed

And we’re all complicit

 

 

I hope that clears things up for you.

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Richie Cunningham’s Hair

Over the weekend, I had something of a countdown conundrum to mull over.  I couldn’t decide whether or not Richie Cunningham was truly ginger or whether his head was a holographic representation of satan (original evil).  I spent a good hour or two googling it, but even the mighty G has its limits.  It seemed I had no other choice than fictional reality creation.

I donned my ceremonial thong and cape and adopted the infamously tricky “Pomegranate Position”.  With the smell of incense and freshly fried chips filling my nostrils, I began to sink deeper and deeper in to a meditative trance.  Being something of an expert, it takes me only 4-5 hours to reach my spiritual plateau and begin commune with my sprit guide, former Wimbledon goalkeeper, Hans Segers.  Between us, Hans and I, constructed a universe based loosely on “The Kids of Degrassi Street”, although Hans introduced a few elements from “Degrassi Junior High” (much to my chagrin) .

Anyway, I floated, in my astral form, through this terrifying landscape, hoping and praying for answers.  I hunted high and low, very much in the style of A-Ha.  It was proving more fruitless than my googling.  Then as I flew high above the rooftops, I spotted a sliver spec, winking at me.  I approached with haste and before I knew it, found myself enveloped in a cosmic napsack! And to make matters even crazier, Hans Segers was nowhere to be found!

I trod carefully up and down the napsack, looking for revelation, when I heard a booming voice:

“Go lo, wherest though roam, young warrior, though beating breast may yet send sense through reason.”

“What the frig does that mean?”, I humbly replied.

With a flash, a being strongly resembling Wizbit appeared before my very eyes.

“I am not Wizbit,” said he, “I am your own mind connecting directly to the universe. Your quest is at an end, you already know the answers of which you seek.”

I opened my eyes, and I was back in my living room, thong and cape drenched in sweat, panting like a tired dog. Of course, I knew the answer. He really is just a ginger.

And with that, I made a brew.

FIN

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