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                    Joy equates Meaning, Meaning equates Joy

 

          Some search for safety in calculated altruism, others in narcissism, neither one delivering

 

 

        The Priory is where the Prior resides, the Theory where God resides

 

                                           Bankers Wankers

 

      Reality is Truth... mutating every fraction of a second

 

                             Rococo was Baroque's Dadaism

 

                                   Everything is Neo-Retro

 

                                Luck is a Whore

 

It is naive negotiating with people, only there studying how best to kill you

 

Knowledge is easy, connecting the facts is where wisdom comes in

 

         And what exactly did you expect, if God Himself is an Atheist?

 

Faith often gets defended using reason, as if a rational approach to the completely irrational suddenly... establishes fact

 

                       To kill is to exhibit a tragic lack of creativity

 

                               Awareness Changes Nothing

 

Everything's a fad and a game

 

Ideologies are formulated by and for small men

 

Shamelessness has no cure

 

Endless, rapid-fire speak is for people having nothing to say or living a constant lie

 

When fools trust and admire each other, terrible things tend to happen to the rest of us

 

Only Extreme Self-Indulgence Shrinks The Universe

 

Life is waving an hour glass, while mired in quicksand!

 

We all become assassins, after our last dream gets taken away

 

Only primitives demand total conformity and homogenity, naturally with themselves on top. However for any society, Rigor itself bloody Mortis Est!

 

Savage and beautiful like a wild beast, the real truth can never be tamed or domesticated

 

Shouting "God is Great!" while killing dozens of total innocents can only mean one of two things. Either God is crazy, or you are. I think it's you...

 

The salient question is not why life, but why the question

 

Why, the why?

 

Never trust a circus claiming it has the tallest dwarfs in town

 

Why do my worst fears always come through, my highest hopes never?

 

The Jungle is a Cosmos, the Cosmos is a Jungle

 

Humanity evolves favourably only when it shakes tradition

 

Fate has no conscience

 

Deforestation is a dog's worst nightmare

 

Everything leads to everything

 

Only self-confidence breeds tolerance

 

There can be neither freedom without responsibility, nor freedom of speech without accountability

 

A politician is someone speaking with great certainty about issues that are far from certain. It also has been recorded that the more authoritative he sounds, the stupider he is

 

It's the other way around: organized religion equates existential absurdity

 

 He who forsakes his humanity lowers himself back into the animal kingdom, where he gets destroyed

 

It is immature to think that anger and rage reflect strength

 

By asking the right question, you show you already know the answer

 

The real tragedy is not hate, as much as the refusal to understand why one is hated

 

Including greed all human ugliness can be brought back to cowardice, thus fear.

 

Religious minorities in the West often clamour for the freedom to be intolerant

 

A strong will connected to a shallow mind invites untold troubles

 

I don’t mind God. I just don’t care for the company He keeps.

 

 The XXth Century liberated Western woman, returning man to the bedroom where he belongs

If one stops to think what awaits us, it is naive to live. So that joy becomes just as vital as finding food and shelter

The biggest global problem as always is how to dispense the benefits of enlightenment to brutal primitives without getting eaten alive. Like dining with a cobra while teaching it etiquette and table manners, how long will this feast last? The cobra cleverly having taught itself to use knife and fork and sit up straight.

In its purest form intelligence is the ability to acknowledge the other, perhaps even wag one's tail

Religion is for twelve year olds and those at one level remaining there, called split-level souls

Whereas most teach to fight ignorance, others are only too happy to teach it

Man is the animal able to turn anything into a religion, including soccer, nationalism and, yes, philosophy... but never humour, alas

Rampant life, kills life

(If we're so smart, how come there are so many of us?)

It is impossible to stop people wanting to believe. It comes from deep fear and insecurity, fantasy a child's warm blanket. What's idiotic is the constant proofs they feel they must come up with, supporting that they're not mad as charged.

Setting out looking for fate and claiming you found it... ain't fate!

To many charity is little more than relieving themselves against a hydrant, like a small, quick, liquid purge of conscience

I have no knowledge of anything to do with myself before I entered existence, and see no possibility of acquiring any after I leave

There exists no Supreme morality, or innocents wouldn't be punished with endemic suffering while useless arseholes hit it big and mass murderers die peacefully

Obstinacy equals backwardness

The very cruellest among us are no heroes, but the most frightened

An economic depression is when 30% of citizens find they're as disposable as used diapers

Rap is rabble babble

Firm convictions are terrible, entertaining reasonable doubts the thing

If there's nothing new under the sun, then everything becomes a depressing cliché

An expert is someone who always eats tuna before going swimming, and maintains Tchaikovsky couldn't possibly have composed the 1812 Suite as he was born in 1840

Too many Third World leaders are clever enough to plunder, but not to see the pain

     Never Mourn Tomorrow

A religious fanatic is someone who knows no beauty and has no doubts

Lies enslave

In many cases religion is a mild form of insanity, the clergy deeply disturbed yet calculating fantasts, known to be parasitical, petty, vile and devious

We're always at the mercy of the mediocre, with not enough of it coming from far too many of them

A clash of civilizations signifies at least one of them isn't

Anger comes from those bright enough to realize they're too dumb to compete

Goodness is awareness

Suspicion is a liar's child

To a blind man all the world goes naked

Courage and honesty lead to wealth; evasion, excuses and lies the cowardice guaranteeing poverty

Populism promises to pay the rent. But never yours, my friend!

To hate indiscriminately is a measure of one's own tragic shortcoming

Atheists don't eat converted rice

Irrational fear begets irrational loathing

Exaggerated national pride stems from a very dangerous shortage of individual self-esteem

(Patria non totus et ubique est)

The intolerant will always demand tolerance under laws they categorically reject

Enforcers are compensated not to think

Immorality is the domain not of the atheist, but of the non-thinker

He who lives by the wind, becomes the wind: intermittently influential but on the whole dismissible

The battle between good & evil boils down to the conflict between moderns and primitives

Letters are pebbles but words bricks, holding up beautiful structures and even music sometimes

Behind a woman's tears, lies the greatest human strength I know

If God gave us life, He sure has a bewilderingly cruel way of taking it back

Besides his own wicked ways, man has brought some order in the situation whereby the sole purpose of bringing him to life, seems to have been to pound the crap out of him

                                     Religion is man caressing himself

Mars manifests life ancient fundamentalists left behind

Those encouraging suicide are never home when it is their turn

The human race is like water: slowly flowing to the lowest point, changing its composition to rise to the top, only to fall again

Permanently emerging states are permanently led by intellectual midgets

It takes centuries for sense to become common

Do not add to life's intimidations

Life is like living with a murderer in closed quarters : it should be treated with kidgloves and utmost decorum

Most prefer those the others applaud, so condemning the unsung

It takes two to be decent!

It is unwise for sheep to negotiate a non-aggression pact with wolves

Can't ban guns? Ban bullets!

Some climbers stab the back and step over the body, accuse another, steal, execute, imprison and bomb, and can do all this because, admirably apparently, sustained by their faith...

History shows it's impossible for a people to prosper, if the art of compromise hasn't entered its culture

Life being meaningless is not nearly as serious as leading one that is pointless

Most politicians are brilliant only at getting elected

I propose tripppling the minimum wage for necessary but disgusting work. Now this will reduce strife, society at last taking care of its own arse

Optimism is despair in disguise

Intellect is the ballpark, reason the game. Many have the facility but can or will not play

A writers' dream is a watering hole with a clock that runs backwards: always time for one more, accompanied by the hope long lost friends still walk in

When writing I create characters I would love to have met, replacing real ones who let me down or bore me to death

The Biggest Lie of all: Editors and Agents look for Originality. After submitting something out of the ordinary, they always react as if sodomized in the lane behind Granny's cottage on a Sunday morning, before services 

If time bends, so does truth. There's indelible gravity travelling moral space: What was true a moment ago is no longer quite so. A good writer captures this phenomenon 

Writing is having the courage to constantly pull the rug out from underneath oneself 

Graham Greene and Samuel Beckett both suffered from a form of dehydration: their lips aching, dying of thirst yet unable to drink faith's liquid words.  

Polite Jazz and Tropical Prose suck 

I feel scandalously betrayed the word Umlaut hasn't one, or that Ravel's Bolero and the word Anagram are nothing of the sort

Take the dead straightest steel beam, then order several million putting them end to end to circumvent the globe. Of course they'll have made a perfect circle, proving that in the universe absolutely nothing is really straight and that even the apparently most precise item is not 100% what you think it is. Such is the truth

Show me a culture where honesty is considered ridiculous, where nobody's ever accountable for anything, where anger gets admired as a sign of strength, and I'll show you a place where misery is permanent

My sister has a military-industrial complex. She doesn't cross B52s and CEOs

My remarkableness goes remarkably unremarked, but may I remind you that even a broken clock... manages to be accurate twice a day

Shoppers labour under the illusion they're acquiring something, when usually more is lost than gained

 

 

 

 

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