Ch. 10: Есть человек, есть проблема. Нет человека, нет проблемы.
The true problem with people is all their problems. As a species we will haved an infinite capacity for dishonesty, and there inlies our lies. Everything is made up, including this.
Lies are but a fire which consumed all that has creates it. This past statement itself was of course a lie, as is everything in the past.
Ch. 11 1/2: Mainstream Mainlining
Sight is but a cruel joke played on us by light. This is simple to say, as we are blind to what we truley see.
Great is the challenge the past poses on our future, but great is its potential.
We all have want great things for the future, but at time many obstacles block our procession through the present, today I would learn this the hard way.
I walked into the room, and locked myself in the outside only after I realized there wasn't a door, yet, but in the future there wouldn't have been. I called, 'Hrrrahggtagghttaggh' in perfect Basque. Or proto-basque, I can never remembered, at least I don't thought that I'm a butterfly
The door in this case will soon be a metaphor. For what? You ask, I may never know. Perhaps I'll leave the metaphors up to you this time.
Ch. 12: She Sells Seashells down by Pauly Shore
This book is a mockumentary about mockumentaries. Just like this book has being about has beens and wasted time. I'm sorry to tell you this now, but this book is either the most prolific thing you've ever read, or the most ridiculous. I personally believe its both.
Nothing is illogical, but as well all know, "Thats Illogical!" (Spock). Enough musings, time for a tale, and this tale will be about time.
"Damn it, there's not enough time!" Screamed Fax. "Hmmm. I could write a book about this." I Pondered. "I've got it! What about 'Yeah, the smallpox sucked, but the syphillis was the worst.'... Montezuma" Cocky interjected. I laughed, I cried, just kidding, I have no need for tears these days. "Put it up". Under normal circumstances I would explain what I mean by this daily posting of Quotes, but if you're reading this right now, while I am writing this write now, then I assume that I need not explain this to you. Too bad for you.
Ch. 13: And to the dust we return.
The populace is the dust of the world, and I the broom.
Ch. 14: Shoots and Ladders
Dear Charybdis,
You suck.
Sincerely, Scylla
At any rate, things have been happending that will shape the very fabric of the future. But oftentimes I feel people become too caught up in the future to remember they can affect the past. Simply change what you did instead of what you are doing.
Subtly is the death of honesty, but to be honest subtly is simple to infirm the truth. Life is a lie, but it is still the closest to truth one gets in this world. It is with this in mind that I reminded you all, time is short, but you have all the time in the world. Spend it wisely, but as if it were your last day on earth. Till then, enjoy your true-lies.
"Simply change what you did instead of what you are doing."
ReplyDeleteSome 1984 shit right there. Beautiful.