Sunday, January 22, 2006

Evil Clowns Did Howl

Businessmen Where Approaching

How now gentle friends? I am in a subtle mourning that suffers neither death, anguish, dirge, nor lamentation.

My humours are in a general and inconclusive discord. Mercurial imbalances outstrip the apothecary, priest, and philosopher.

A clown can be as strong as a keep, but none there is that can stop a fell wind that with easy fingers o'er reaches our petty defenses, softly wailing its laughter from cracks in the walls and palisades.

None there is that can stop the wind or stop up all a clown's cracks when such a wind is breathed upon the earth.

Not even knowing the wherefore we must simply abide.

But come, let us not upon this brisk battlement preside, but briefly let us away with mufflers and coats to the fireside. For where the mason's craft may fail, friends and revelry shall prevail.

  • Litotes The Clown


  • There must be some way out of here, said the joker to the thief,
    There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
    Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
    None of them along the line know what any of it is worth.

    All Along the Watchtower
    Bob Dylan as done by Jimi Hendrix

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    Image Credit:
    Mike Kay

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    1Comments:

    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    You should write song lyrics.

    Friday, January 27, 2006 6:33:00 PM  

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