Sunday, October 24, 2004

My mind is like a steel trap -- rusty and illegal in 37 states.

I always, always, had something I wanted to tell you. But I'm bad at putting them into words, and it's embarassing, so I put it into notes. Even if my throat gets torn into pieces, I will go on shouting for you, for you, for all my life

"I plan on dying in a garbage can anyway"

I'm rather terribly uninterested in other people's business, to the point where they've nicknamed me Switzerland.

Sometimes the sky turns green when there's a tornado brewing. I have no idea why, but I like to think it's because the air is nauseated from all the spinning.

Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious life
Is worth an age without a name.
-- Sir Walter Scott

"We'll all die like rats! Baby rats, with no hair and one leg."

- "Sodomy non sapiens," said Albert under his breath.
- "What does that mean?"
- "Means I'm buggered if I know."

Being slightly different in your own way, following your own road and finding your own Wonderland is never as easy as following a White Rabbit, you have to think for yourself.I have yet to find my own Wonderland, but I'm getting closer.

"...Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."

"and if i have offended anyone in any way shape or form, i just want you to know how much i don't give a fuck." rich vos

-there's music playing but we dance to the beat of our own black hearts-

"They were all red-hot under the same cold star when the wires snapped and Death became a pygmy."

"Nothing either one of us comes up with right now is going to do us any good. Just go to sleep. Everything'll be just as fucked-up in the morning."

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Saturday, October 23, 2004

My chief consolation is that if I am scuppered tonight-; am off on duty in a few minutes-there will still be left a member of the great T.C.B.S. to voice what I dreamed and what we all agreed upon. For the death of one of its members cannot, I am determined, dissolve the T.C.B.S. Death can make us loathsome and helpless as individuals, but it cannot put an end to the immortal four! A discovery I am going to communicate to Rob before I go off to-night. And do you write it also to Christopher. May God bless you, my dear John Ronald, and may you say the things I have tried to say long after I am not there to say them, if such be my lot.
Yours ever,
G.B.S.
-A letter written to J.R.R. Tolkien by his friend G.B. Smith on the day of his death.

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Sunday, October 17, 2004

"Silence never has been written down"

Why does the best sounding thing turn out to be so horrible?

Stress is when you wake up
and realises that you haven't
slept yet.

either this kid has a lightbulb up his ass or his colen has a bright idea

I Refuse To Have A Battle Of Wits With An Unarmed Person.

If “pro” is the opposite of “con,” is progress the opposite of congress?

many cry for the dolphin, trapped in fishing nets.
but who cries for the tuna?

People who claim that they're evil are usually no worse than the rest of us...It's people who claim that they're good, or anyway better than the rest of us, that you have to be wary of.~Wicked

"You were always smiling, real friendly like, but the way you smiled was so empty it hurt to watch you."

The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds; and the pessimist fears this is true.~James Branch Cabell

Oh, little lost lamb, where is your home? Am I Mary, not contrary, or the prodigal son? Do you stay, or should you run? Oh, little lamb, what hand, what blood made thee? In the darkness of the night, you do not burn, but hide in fright.

Everybody has a photographic memory some just dont have film

"You're a gentleman," they used to say to him. "You shouldn't have gone murdering people with a hatchet; that's no occupation for a gentleman."

"Nope, God hates us. Even if you send us up, He'll send us right back."

We fall in love when our imagination projects nonexistent perfection upon another person. One day, the fantasy evaporates and with it, love dies.

"Don't fear losing your soul, fear having nothing to use your soul for...Because every light casts its shadow, and sooner or later, the darkness takes us all."

History became legend. Legend became myth. And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost.

"When you get to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on." -Franklin D. Rosevelt

Don't march to the beat of a different drummer. Be the drummer.

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Tuesday, October 05, 2004

It is very unnerving to be proven wrong, particularly when you are really right and the person who is really wrong is the one who is proving you wrong and proving himself, wrongly, right.

A mind is a terrible thing to taste...

Dad always thought laughter was the best medicine, which I guess is why several of us died of tuberculosis.

The face of a child can say it all, especially the mouth part of the face.

If you define cowardice as running away at the first sign of danger, screaming and tripping and begging for mercy, then yes, Mr. Brave man, I guess I'm a coward.

We tend to scoff at the beliefs of the ancients. But we can't scoff at them personally, to their faces, and this is what annoys me.

If trees could scream, would we be so cavalier about cutting them down?
We might, if they screamed all the time, for no good reason.

If you're a horse, and someone gets on you, and falls off, and then gets right back on you, I think you should buck him off right away.

"It is better to die on your feet, than live on your knees"

Sorry to inform you that your art hand is now infected with the no talent virus. to cure this please send check or money order of $99.99 to that homless guy on the corner and he'll make sure i get it.

I love this, sometimes I think life would be better without genitals, although sometimes I don't.

"What about China, have you seen the Great Wall?"
"All walls are great if the roof doesn't fall."


"So, when do the meek plan on inheriting the earth, anyway? We won't have to ask for it, will we?"

My babies are going to sell drugs to your babies on the playground!

Life is anything that dies when you stomp on it.

If it hadn't been so hard you might have loved me in the end...

"I drank a lava lamp. It wasn't lava."

Just a little bit of kindness clutched tight inside my pocket; the last dream I saw..

Oh sister my dear,
They said the only one to blame
Was the electricity that made the spark
That made the flame.
With your babies in your arms
You tried so hard to flee,
Then the darkness filled you lungs
And it put you all to sleep.

You are under arrest by SWAT. You have the right to remain stupid. Anything you say can and will be ignored. If you attempt to escape I will kick you in the face three times. One for each chin.

You are not your fucking pageview count.
You are not your forum posts, your shouts, your +favs or the sign by your username.
You are not your avatar. You are not your fucking user statistics.

You can safely assume that you've created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do. - Anne Lamott

"started last summer. somebody said.
don't let the future. go to your head.
some say it's funny. some say it isn't fair.go tell somebody. who knows how to act like they care."

"Frank settled down out in the valley and he hung his wild years on the nail that he drove through his wife's forehead." -- Tom Waits

truth, like a blanket that leaves your feet cold. you push it, stretch it, but it'll never be enough... from the moment we enter crying, to the moment we leave dying, it'll only cover your face as you wail and cry and scream.

"A mind of the calibre of mine cannot derive its nutriment from cows...A man of my spiritual intensity does not eat corpses." ~George Bernard Shaw

I'm an unemployed microsoft windows washer...

The price of being a sheep is boredom.
The price of being a wolf is loneliness.
Choose one or the other with great care.

If you want to make your dreams come true, wake up.

----- the mistrust of heights is the mistrust of self - you dont know whether you are going to jump

"that idiot turned a room full of strangers into a room full of enemies with just one sentence."

In my future world, there are no people.

"Now I'm no art critic, but I know what I hate, and I dont hate this. Your painting is bold, but beautiful. Incidentally, thanks for not making fun of my genetalia."

The surest way to corrupt a youth is to have him hold in high esteem those who think alike rather than those who think differently.

Never judge a person by their inhalers.

"Dear Lord: is it too much to ask that we NOT burst into flames for no apparent reason? I mean, come on. Amen."

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Sunday, October 03, 2004

Thought for the Month
18 Brahe, 36 Tranquility

By Robert Anton Wilson

I've recently noticed "as if for the first time" that when people pray they always look "upward" -- i.e. perpendicular to whatever place they're standing -- or kneeling or groveling. I deduce that they conceive of their "god" as topologically isomorphic to a huge donut, about a thousand miles wider than Earth.

[Of course, if people ever pray at the north or south poles, this would have to change; then "god" would become isomorphic to a hollow sphere.]

When I raised this issue in a blog recently, Paul Krasner asked "Does this mean that the pledge of allegiance should be changed to 'one nation inside god'?"

Not necessarily. Although the Bible and Koran always speak of their god as "above," Christians, Jews and Moslems can either accept what their rituals imply -- a donut god -- or return to a flat Earth....

Giambatista Vico, "the father of sociology", suggested in The New Science that Thunder historically underlies the "god" idea; the Noisy Thing roaring in the sky , seemingly in rage, had to be appeased. Sometimes lightning came from that roaring monster, and sometimes lightning killed somebody. Hence Zeus bronnton [Zeus the thunderer], Jupiter, another thunder god; Thor, Donner, whose very name means thunder; etc.... and Yahweh..... and Allah...... Joyce uses this god=thunder equation repeatedly in Finnegans Wake [which drove me to read Vico...]

I have also observed that thunder on the sound-track -- signalling oncoming tragedy or horror -- appears in films as diverse as those of Orson Welles, James Whale, Howard Hawks, Wes Craven, Monty Python etc etc.... Listen for it and note how bloody often it pops up...... especially in thrillers....

The monotheistic idea implies a cruel and grumpy old electric donut surrounding Earth and ever threatening it.
I think this explains the "structural unconscious" or inarticulate neurosemantics of Bozo, Ariel Sharon and Osama bin Laden equally. They're all heaping up human sacrifices, as at Stonehenge, to Him Who Thunders From On High.

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