Think for yourself
Question authority

Throughout human history, as our species has faced the frightening,
terrorizing fact that we do not know who we are, or where we are going in
this ocean of chaos, it has been the authorities, the political, the
religious, the educational authorities who attempted to comfort us by
giving us order, rules, regulations, informing, forming in our minds their
view of reality. To think for yourself you must question authority and
learn how to put yourself in a state of vulnerable, open-mindedness;
chaotic, confused, vulnerability to inform yourself.

Think for yourself.
Question authority.

-Timothy Leary
(& before Third Eye on Salival... By Tool of course)

i've spent most of the day munching down banero chillis (the really fucken hot ones)...
i'm starting to think it wasn't such a good idea :(

I get my info for the future from Mr Mojo Nixon and the fuckin' Skid Roper...

Think with your mind. Forget technology. Creativity is not device-dependent.
Bruce Mau

When two minds are always in agreement - one of them usually isn't working.

Oscar Wilde

"Fate, it seems, is not without a sense of irony".

Tell me who said that...?

``We're living in topsy-turvy times, and I think that what causes the topsy-turvy feeling is inadequacy of old forms of thought to deal with new experiences. I've heard it said that the only real learning results from hang-ups, where instead of expanding the branches of what you already know, you have to stop and drift laterally for a while until you come across something that allows you to expand the roots of what you already know. Everyone's familiar with that. I think the same thing occurs with whole civilizations when expansion's needed at the roots.

``You look back at the last three thousand years and with hindsight you think you see neat patterns and chains of cause and effect that have made things the way they are. But if you go back to original sources, the literature of any particular era, you find that these causes were never apparent at the time they were supposed to be operating. During periods of root expansion things have always looked as confused and topsy-turvy and purposeless as they do now. The whole Renaissance is supposed to have resulted from the topsy-turvy feeling caused by Columbus' discovery of a new world. It just shook people up. The topsy-turviness of that time is recorded everywhere. There was nothing in the flat-earth views of the Old and New Testaments that predicted it. Yet people couldn't deny it. The only way they could assimilate it was to abandon the entire medieval outlook and enter into a new expansion of reason.

``Columbus has become such a schoolbook stereotype it's almost impossible to imagine him as a living human being anymore. But if you really try to hold back your present knowledge about the consequences of his trip and project yourself into his situation, then sometimes you can begin to see that our present moon exploration must be like a tea party compared to what he went through. Moon exploration doesn't involve real root expansions of thought. We've no reason to doubt that existing forms of thought are adequate to handle it. It's really just a branch extension of what Columbus did. A really new exploration, one that would look to us today the way the world looked to Columbus, would have to be in an entirely new direction.''

``Like what?''

``Like into realms beyond reason. I think present-day reason is an analogue of the flat earth of the medieval period. If you go too far beyond it you're presumed to fall off, into insanity. And people are very much afraid of that. I think this fear of insanity is comparable to the fear people once had of falling off the edge of the world. Or the fear of heretics. There's a very close analogue there.

``But what's happening is that each year our old flat earth of conventional reason becomes less and less adequate to handle the experiences we have and this is creating widespread feelings of topsy-turviness. As a result we're getting more and more people in irrational areas of thought...occultism, mysticism, drug changes and the like...because they feel the inadequacy of classical reason to handle what they know are real experiences.''

excerpt from 'Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance' - Robert M. Pirsig

A~Bad~Dream!
As the Gynormous, hidious, monsrous beast started slowly moving foward closer and closer to me I slowly eased back, trembling so much that I hoped that the beast could not smell my fear if he hadn't already seen it in my eyes. Suddenly the beast roared revealing his cruel bloody fangs , I gringed as i kept moving backwards even more petrified than before. The monstrrous best was blocking my path so I couldn't run anywhere, and by the look in his eyes i just knew he wasn't gona go easy on me. So I kept moveing back with each frightful step, one after the other not knowing that I was about to walk right off the edge of a huge vertical cliff.
All of a sudden the beast came to a halt. I looked into his dark, angry, mysterious eyes and siad "PLeaZe im begging you dont eat me! But the beast just stood there and gleared at me as if he was takeing one last lok at his living pray. The uncertain look in his eyes made me feel uneasy and nervous which forced me to take another step back.
Then frightfuly my feet flew up from under me, I quickly shut my eyes and screamed. I opened my eyes to find myself hanging on the edge of the cliff by the hood of my jacket, which was hanging tediously of a half rotten branch sticking out of the horryfying cliff. I looked down to see a 60 foot drop and jagged torn rocks with violent foaming waves crashing into them at the bottom.
As I hung there dangling from the hood off my jacket struggling to catch my breath, I realised that the beast 3was no longer above me it had simply dissapeared. I could hear the threads start to tear in my jacket. There was no time to do anything. suddenly I felt my self falling, as I felt the air from under me pick up speed I shut my eyes I was to scared to even scream. THUMP! I wake up to find my self lying on my bedroom floor after falling off the top bunk of my bed, what an awful dream.

just so you know, i didn't write this. i have no idea who did, but it was handwritten. i think it is very deep. and contains the best use of the word 'tediously' ever.

Two things I read at Gallipoli

"The mettle that a race can show
Is proved with shot and steel,
And now we know what nations know
And feel what nations feel. "
- Banjo Patterson

"Those heroes that shed their
blood and lost their lives ….
You are now lying in the soil
of a friendly country
therefore rest in peace.

There is no difference
between the Johnnies and the
Mehmets to us where they lie
side by side here in this
country of ours ….

You, the mothers
who sent their sons from far
away countries wipe away
your tears; your sons are
now lying in our bosom and
are in peace after having
lost their lives on this land
they have become our sons
as well."
- Ataturk

DO RE MI DRINK
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DOUGH... the stuff that buys me beer
RAY... the guy that sells me beer
ME... the one... who drinks the beer
FAR... a long run to get beer
SO... I'll have another beer
LA... I'll have another beer
TEA... no, thanks, I'm drinking beer
That will bring us back to (looks into empty glass) D'OH! ...

~Homer Simpson's beer song~