Another Hope Feeds Another Dream - Another Truth Installed By The Machine
Do All Clowns Know? Are They Birthing Truth Or Suffocating It?
I have had my triple latte enema and my Dopamine/Dimenhydrinate cocktail; I am ready to surf the news Ozymandias like, my laugh track button is at the ready...
The fierce urgency of now is wrestling the tranquilizing drug of gradualism for the championship belt - the prize is the Sexy Justice, that right reverend mistress of the ring who loves all God’s children.
The problems of logic and natural language aside, the clowns’ job is to bring laughter to the court by providing specialty acts for the oligarch and to interact with the contestants.
Pagliacci explains: It is a game to save the world. It is a game for peace and there is no higher calling for human endeavor than peace and universal Love. We will not be satisfied until we have bound up the entire world in an embrace of justice.
Those of calamitous heart may engage in questionable intelligence, may equivocate, may prevaricate, and work to make the straight facts crooked and the plain truth rough.
The clown will say: He was tried with all unfairness and injustice, and sentenced to death. He died like a noble and vicious old man, and left a name nobody wanted behind him.
Many people will get that it is more agreeable to be idle than to work. So they will be driven out of their homes. They will wander about confused and encourage discontent. Up-Risings will begin but they will be put down with terrific televised executions, from which nuns and priests will not escape.
Torture as reality television entertainment and reeducation will revive flagging revenues and make the people understand that this simple and yet profound mission requires sacrifice and toil - for the forces of evil and darkness will not lie aside, because contrary to popular belief, sloth is not one of their reverse virtues.
Some always ask: why do memories die down over time?
Some posit the stimulation of Excitatory and Inhibitory Signals or conceive Proofs for Reinforcement Learning Algorithms.
The truth of I is; I follow where my mind goes.
Why not just call it grace?
Litotes The Clown
there's flowers all around his feet
there's flowers in his heart
if you take the needles out
his body falls apart
Flowers,
Psychedelic Furs
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I have had my triple latte enema and my Dopamine/Dimenhydrinate cocktail; I am ready to surf the news Ozymandias like, my laugh track button is at the ready... The fierce urgency of now is wrestling the tranquilizing drug of gradualism for the championship belt - the prize is the Sexy Justice, that right reverend mistress of the ring who loves all God’s children.
The problems of logic and natural language aside, the clowns’ job is to bring laughter to the court by providing specialty acts for the oligarch and to interact with the contestants.
Pagliacci explains: It is a game to save the world. It is a game for peace and there is no higher calling for human endeavor than peace and universal Love. We will not be satisfied until we have bound up the entire world in an embrace of justice.
Those of calamitous heart may engage in questionable intelligence, may equivocate, may prevaricate, and work to make the straight facts crooked and the plain truth rough.
The clown will say: He was tried with all unfairness and injustice, and sentenced to death. He died like a noble and vicious old man, and left a name nobody wanted behind him.
Many people will get that it is more agreeable to be idle than to work. So they will be driven out of their homes. They will wander about confused and encourage discontent. Up-Risings will begin but they will be put down with terrific televised executions, from which nuns and priests will not escape.
Torture as reality television entertainment and reeducation will revive flagging revenues and make the people understand that this simple and yet profound mission requires sacrifice and toil - for the forces of evil and darkness will not lie aside, because contrary to popular belief, sloth is not one of their reverse virtues.
Some always ask: why do memories die down over time?
Some posit the stimulation of Excitatory and Inhibitory Signals or conceive Proofs for Reinforcement Learning Algorithms.
The truth of I is; I follow where my mind goes.
Why not just call it grace?
there's flowers all around his feet
there's flowers in his heart
if you take the needles out
his body falls apart
Flowers,
Psychedelic Furs
##
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