Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Monday, January 29, 2007
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Voices...
To quote Vishal,
"We gonna ask the questions that scare me
We gonna break the bonds of science,
I find the truth in my reflection
I seethe meaning in my defiance
'Cuz there are words that must be said
And there are words that must be heard
And they're the Knowledge we've acquired absurd
They're the footsteps in the clouds
There is warmth in drops of rain
They're the meanin to the words, I say...
I need a voice now
Come heed my voice now
I need a voice now
You'll need my voice now
You need the choice now
You'll need my voice now"
"We gonna ask the questions that scare me
We gonna break the bonds of science,
I find the truth in my reflection
I seethe meaning in my defiance
'Cuz there are words that must be said
And there are words that must be heard
And they're the Knowledge we've acquired absurd
They're the footsteps in the clouds
There is warmth in drops of rain
They're the meanin to the words, I say...
I need a voice now
Come heed my voice now
I need a voice now
You'll need my voice now
You need the choice now
You'll need my voice now"
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
The Pig Society
Quoting Garreth:
"One more minute and something will blow,
And who'll take credit for the blood that will flow?
Do they wanna go do they wanna grow do they wanna stop do they wanna hit me?
I don't wanna give I don't wanna take I don't wanna stick close to the Pig Society ."
"One more minute and something will blow,
And who'll take credit for the blood that will flow?
Do they wanna go do they wanna grow do they wanna stop do they wanna hit me?
I don't wanna give I don't wanna take I don't wanna stick close to the Pig Society ."
Monday, January 22, 2007
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
I'm pissed...
Yeah, you read that right.. I'm pissed... and you'll be surprsied to know that hey, I'm pissed at the person who's responsible for my birth... Oh hell yeah!
Lovely feeling, ain't it?
To quote Maynard James Keenan:
"I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing,
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication."
Lovely feeling, ain't it?
To quote Maynard James Keenan:
"I know the pieces fit cuz I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing,
Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes testing our communication
The light that fueled our fire then has burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end crippling our communication."
Monday, January 15, 2007
Daniel Quinn owns...
"Here is a puzzle for you to consider," said Ishamel. "You are in a faraway land and find yourself in a strange city isolated from all others. You're immediately impressed by the people you find there. They're friendly, cheerful, healthy, prosperous, vigrous, peaceable, and well educated, and they tell you things have been this way for as long ans anyone can remember. Well, you're glad to break your journey nhere, and one family invites you to stay with them.
That night you sample their food at dinner and, finding it delicious but unfamiliar, ask them what it is, and they say, 'Oh, it's B meat, of course. That's all we eat.' This naturally puzzles you and you ask if they mean the meat of the little insects that gather honey. They laugh and take you to the window. 'There are some B's there,' they say, pointing to their neighbours in the next house.
'Good lord!' you explain in horror, 'you don't mean that you eat people!' And they look at you in a puzzled way and say, 'We eat B's.'
'How atrocious,' you reply. 'Are they your slaves then? Do you keep them penned up to keep them from running away?'
That night you sample their food at dinner and, finding it delicious but unfamiliar, ask them what it is, and they say, 'Oh, it's B meat, of course. That's all we eat.' This naturally puzzles you and you ask if they mean the meat of the little insects that gather honey. They laugh and take you to the window. 'There are some B's there,' they say, pointing to their neighbours in the next house.
'Good lord!' you explain in horror, 'you don't mean that you eat people!' And they look at you in a puzzled way and say, 'We eat B's.'
'How atrocious,' you reply. 'Are they your slaves then? Do you keep them penned up to keep them from running away?'
By now, you're hosts are beginning to think that you're a little weak in the head, and they explain that the B's would never think of running away, because their own food, the A's, live right across the street.
Eventually, you piece together the whole ghastly scheme. The A's are eaten by the B's and the B's are eaten by the C's and the C's are in turn eaten by the A's. There is no heirarchy among the food classes. The C's don't lord it over the B's just beacuse the B's are their food, because after all, they themselves are the food of the A's. It's all perfectly democratic and friendly. But of course it's all perfectly dreadful to you, and you ask them how they can stand to live in this lawless way. Once again, they look at you in bafflement. 'What do you mean, lawless?' they ask. 'We have a law, and we all follow it invariably. This is why we're friendly and cheerful and peaceable and all those other things you find so attractive in us. This law is the foundation of our success as a people and has been so from the beginning.'
Here at last is the puzzle. Without asking them, how can you discover what law it is they follow?"
Mind you, I'm not asking you to find out the law. I'm asking you to find out a way in order to find out the law...
Here are some things to go on:
1) They have a law, they follow it invariably, and because they follow it invariably, they have a highly successful society.
2) The penalty for breaking the law is death. In their history, only one such case has occured. It's records are made available publically in the library.
Eventually, you piece together the whole ghastly scheme. The A's are eaten by the B's and the B's are eaten by the C's and the C's are in turn eaten by the A's. There is no heirarchy among the food classes. The C's don't lord it over the B's just beacuse the B's are their food, because after all, they themselves are the food of the A's. It's all perfectly democratic and friendly. But of course it's all perfectly dreadful to you, and you ask them how they can stand to live in this lawless way. Once again, they look at you in bafflement. 'What do you mean, lawless?' they ask. 'We have a law, and we all follow it invariably. This is why we're friendly and cheerful and peaceable and all those other things you find so attractive in us. This law is the foundation of our success as a people and has been so from the beginning.'
Here at last is the puzzle. Without asking them, how can you discover what law it is they follow?"
Mind you, I'm not asking you to find out the law. I'm asking you to find out a way in order to find out the law...
Here are some things to go on:
1) They have a law, they follow it invariably, and because they follow it invariably, they have a highly successful society.
2) The penalty for breaking the law is death. In their history, only one such case has occured. It's records are made available publically in the library.
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Dig This...
This is this cat.
This is is cat.
This is how cat.
This is to cat.
This is keep cat.
This is a cat.
This is dumbfuck cat.
This is busy cat.
This is for cat.
This is forty cat.
This is seconds cat.
Now, read the third word of each sentence...
This is is cat.
This is how cat.
This is to cat.
This is keep cat.
This is a cat.
This is dumbfuck cat.
This is busy cat.
This is for cat.
This is forty cat.
This is seconds cat.
Now, read the third word of each sentence...
Saturday, January 13, 2007
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